"Who am I?"

The old Taoist priest seemed to have known that Yang Jian would ask like this, stroked his beard, and looked up at the void forty degrees: "The old Taoist is just an ordinary Taoist priest, how can he get his name?"

The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he pouted: "Nonsense!"

The old Taoist priest's face darkened, he almost stumbled and fell to the ground, glared at Yang Jian angrily, he sighed: "I am indeed not enough to worry about, but my master is a famous name, everyone knows it!"

Yang Jian was curious when he heard this: "Let's talk about it!"

The old Taoist priest coughed lightly twice and said, "Lying on the nine clouds, the garden is true." Outside the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, I should be the Sect Respecter. Pangu gives birth to Taiji, and the two instruments and four follow each other. One is passed on to three friends, and the two teachings are divided. The leader of the Xuanmen is a big gas. ”

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, after all, as long as he had some understanding of myths and legends, he knew that this old Taoist priest was singing Hongjun, the ancestor of Taoism.

And the old Taoist priest claimed to be Hongjun's disciple, wouldn't that ......

Thinking of the strange green cow outside, Yang Jian suddenly realized, and said in a lost voice: "Taishang Laojun!?"

The old Taoist priest, that is, Taishang Laojun's body was shocked, and he said humbly: "It's ridiculous!

Hiss!

Yang Jian gasped, the boss with his small mouth open, and it took him a long time before he came back to his senses and muttered: "You said that you are a dignified saint, why do you want to pretend to be a sloppy and down-and-out Taoist priest here?"

To be honest, Yang Jian was a little unconvinced, although everything told him that the other party might really be the Taiqing saint of the head of the Three Qings, but he still had a sense of unreality.

Because doesn't that prove that the world is real today?

Taishang Laojun smiled, picked up the dust in his hand and knocked Yang Jian's little head: "Little guy, what is a saint?"

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, was silent for a while, and said strangely: "Under the saints, they are all ants!"

"Haha!" Taishang Laojun laughed heartily: "Since all the saints are ants, why should I care about the opinions of ants?"

Yang Jian was speechless for a moment, but a faint chill rose in his heart.

Although these words are extremely gentle, they actually contain extreme cruelty, because it shows that the saint in front of him, except for him, is afraid that any living creature is like an ant in his eyes, and he does not need to care about what others think.

Just like a human walking on the street, no matter what he does, how can he care about the ants crawling on the ground?

Thinking like this, Yang Jian inexplicably understood, and said: "Heaven and earth are not benevolent, and all things are used as dogs!"

Taishang Laojun glanced at Yang Jian approvingly: "Little guy, the comprehension is good, since this is the case, I don't need to say more!"

Yang Jian looked at Taishang Laojun blankly, and then he suddenly realized, and hurriedly knelt down: "Apprentice Yang Jian, I have seen the master!"

Oh, yes!

As a saint, how could he pretend to be a down-and-out Taoist priest here for the sake of an ant? There must be some reason for doing this, thinking about it, Yang Jian felt that he was probably the only one who could make this saint value this baby now.

Taishang Laojun laughed and calmly accepted Yang Jian's bowing: "Okay, little guy, you and I do have the fate of master and apprentice, I accept your worship today, you are my disciple of Taiqing! But there is one thing you must understand, enter my door, from now on the immortals and mortals, don't be confused by your vain me!"

Yang Jian hesitated when he heard this, but still nodded and said, "Master, the master and apprentice want to dare to ask!"

Taishang Laojun smiled and said, "Come on!"

"Are you really so sure that this world, including you, is real?" Yang Jian looked at Taishang Laojun with blazing eyes.

Taishang Laojun's eyes froze, and he glanced at Yang Jian seriously, and the appreciation in his eyes was even stronger: "Very good, I can understand that you have such thoughts, then wait and see!

Yang Jian thought about it, no longer hesitated, bowed to Taishang Laojun three times and nine times, and performed the gift of master and apprentice.

That's right!

He still thinks it's an illusion, even if the other party is a strong and almost invincible saint like Taishang Laojun, he still doesn't believe it!

Why?

It's just because the only secret in his heart is that he is actually a traverser.

This secret and memory that only he knows is never fake, so he is full of doubts about the authenticity of this world.

Of course, he won't make a decision so quickly, after all, as Taishang Laojun said, what the truth is, he will definitely confirm it gradually.

In this way, the time of seven days passed quickly, and Yang Tianyou and Zhang Yunhua immediately cried with joy after seeing that their sons could not only speak, but also no longer look at them so strangely, and after bowing to the old Taoist priest three times in a row, they took Yang Jian home.

And Yang Jian also returned to his long-lost home with a smile from Taishang Laojun.

However, that very night, the familiar voice of heaven sounded in the void:

"Third princess, are you guilty!?"

The familiar voice resounded throughout the sky, Yang Jian lay in front of the window and looked at the starry sky in horror, the thunder crackled like a swimming dragon, the clouds in the sky were crowded, and the fairy aura was surrounded, it was a heavenly soldier and a heavenly general, and at the forefront of this countless heavenly court army, a mighty man dressed in a Su Luo robe and with long hair flying was condescending and coldly looking down at the earth.

"Tianshuai Tiangang!!"

Yang Jian looked at this familiar and unfamiliar scene, and his heart was both flustered and confused.

He remembered very clearly, and what appeared in his memory at this time should be Li Jing, the Heavenly King of Tota, not Tianshuai Tiangang of Heavenly Court.

Although he was very strange at the time why Li Jing appeared in advance before he became a god, he actually didn't think about it that much, he just thought that the matter of the flood famine might be much more complicated than he imagined.

But now, when this different scene appeared in front of him, his mind was completely confused!

"Could it be that Taishang Laojun really didn't lie to me?

When Yang Jian was confused, his mother Zhang Yunhua had already walked out of the house with him and his father in her arms.

"Tianshuai, I didn't expect my eldest brother to send you!"

At this time, the third princess Zhang Yunhua reluctantly handed Yang Jian to Yang Tianyou, who had a somewhat hideous face beside her, and then stepped forward with a resolute face.

"Third Princess, you have violated the rules of heaven by combining with mortals privately, so you should go back to Heaven with me to meet Your Majesty!" At this time, Tianshuai Tiangang waved his hand, and two heavenly soldiers flew down from the clouds.

Yang Jian looked at this increasingly familiar scene, and the insistence in his heart slowly loosened, so that he finally couldn't help but shout anxiously: "Bastard, don't touch my mother!"

The heavenly soldiers who flew down were stunned for a moment, and then looked back at Tianshuai Tiangang with some confusion.