When he reached the realm of Yang Yi, it was only a thought to enter and leave Lingshan, he said goodbye to Shizun and walked out of Leiyin Temple, just a change of thought, he had already arrived outside Lingshan, in the Western Regions. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

After leaving Lingshan, Yang Yi's mind cleared, and he suddenly remembered something, "It's not good, this time I met Rulai and forgot what the old man Yun Zaitian ordered! ”

He turned around and wanted to go to Lingshan again, but his thoughts were all over the void, and he couldn't even sense any breath of Buddhism anymore.

Thinking of what Shizun said about closing the mountain for a thousand years from now on, Yang Yi secretly complained, "This old monk is really talking, saying that the mountain will be closed, as soon as I go out of the mountain gate, I can no longer sense the direction of the spiritual mountain, this old monk acts so fast!"

He tried hard to sense for a long time, and he really couldn't find the location of Lingshan anymore, and he couldn't help but shout out unlucky, "With my current mental cultivation, it stands to reason that I shouldn't forget these things, why when I see the World Venerable, I can't remember anything else except for the thing that sent the letter?"

"Could it be that someone did something to my mind just now?"

When the martial arts master reaches the realm of the great grandmaster, he is already an immortal in the world, his mind is transparent, he will never forget it, and he will never lose anything when he does things, and Yang Yi should not forget such an important thing ordered by the old man Yun Zaitian, but he forgot it in the court!

"It must have been yin in the Leiyin Temple!"

Yang Yi secretly scolded in his heart, annoyed, "What a bald donkey, you dare to bully me like this!"

But this kind of thing can only be understood by himself in his own heart, but it is untenable in terms of reason, after all, he didn't ask, not that the people in Buddhism didn't answer.

He is sure of this loss.

There is no place to talk about this matter!

The more Yang Yi thought about it, the more angry he became, but he had nowhere to vent.

What a brutal man he was? He never suffered a loss.

But today it was so calculated, and he couldn't get back to the field, it was really a turtle drilling into the fire, and the nest was holding his breath.

"Good! good!"

Yang Yi looked at the void in the west, and smiled angrily, "I have written down this account, and it will be settled sooner or later!"

Although he was ruthless in his heart, he didn't know how to face Yun Zaitian for a while, and after thinking for a long time, he said in his heart: "My skills are not as good as others, what else can I say?" Now, I have to tell the truth to the old man of the Great Wilderness, as for whether he believes it or not, whether he is angry or not, it is up to him. ”

After thinking about Zhou Xiang, he wanted to turn back to the Central Plains and rush back to the Taishi Mansion.

Before he had taken a few steps, a red light flashed in front of him, and a red-haired man appeared in front of him, who was the fire-eyed man who had just escaped after being cut off by Yang Shenxing's envelope.

"Boy, are you Taishi Yang?"

The red-haired man looked at Yang Yi with a gloomy expression and a look of reminiscence, "Thirty years ago, your father said that I would wait a few years, and he would definitely save me from Lingshan in the future, I thought that he would personally climb the mountain to save me in the future, but I didn't expect that just by virtue of a letter, he could resist the capture of the thief, in just thirty years, he has been so good!"

Yang Yi looked at the big man and said with a smile: "My father is Yang Shenxing, the master of the dynasty, and I dare not ask the senior's surname?"

The big man sighed with a face of shame: "I have been enslaved for thousands of years, and I have long lost my father's reputation, I don't want to say my original name, I still have the face to call my original name!"

He bowed to Yang Yi and said: "Without the third prince rushing thousands of miles to Lingshan, there will be no day when I will get out of trouble. ”

When he saw Yang Yi, he just wanted to make a salute to Yang Yi, and now after saluting, he turned around and was about to leave.

Yang Yi saw that he was about to leave in a hurry, and Tengdi remembered someone, and when he knew the identity of the red-haired man, he shouted at him: "Fifth master, I don't know which home you want? Is it the home in the East China Sea? or the one on the Huanglong River?"

Hearing this, the red-haired man froze and turned to Yang Yi, "Do you recognize me?"

Yang Yi shook his head and smiled: "My father didn't tell me about the fifth master, but I talked about you in the mouth of a yellow dragon." ”

The red-haired man's body shook, "Huang Long......?" Where is she? Is she okay?"

Yang Yidao: "She has been waiting for you for three thousand years in the heart of Huanglongjiang, and now she has children." ”

The man in red stammered, "Kid...... I...... My sister, she has a baby?"

Yang Yi said with a smile: "Yes, now that child has been sent to the East China Sea, but she is still locked in the heart of the Huanglongjiang River by the dragon rope and has never escaped. ”

The red-haired man's eyes were full of murder, and he hurriedly said: "Locked in the heart of Huanglongjiang? Who locked her? Where is Huanglongjiang? Why haven't I heard of the river Huanglongjiang?"

Yang Yidao: "The Huanglongjiang River is named Huanglongjiang because of the locked Huanglongjiang, which is a big river at the junction of Mizhou and Pingzhou. ”

The red-haired man's body couldn't help trembling, and he couldn't stop spinning around on the ground, "I have a child, I actually have a child!"

His lips trembled, tears flowed uncontrollably, and he muttered, "I...... I've got a baby! hehe......"

He laughed and cried, and suddenly said to Yang Yi: "Third prince, I bother you with one thing." ”

Yang Yidao: "Senior, please speak." ”

The red-haired man said: "For thousands of years, the vicissitudes of the world have changed several times, I haven't even heard of the place you said, if the third prince has time, please lead the way for a certain family, so that I can find my poor sister as soon as possible!"

When he said this, his body shook, and he suddenly returned to his original shape, turning into a red and glamorous fiery head, and shouted loudly: "Third prince, please ride on me, let's rush to the Central Plains as soon as possible!"

Yang Yixin said: "I still haven't asked the Buddha about this, how can I go back to the Central Plains with you?"

But then he thought about it: "What do you ask? This thief is clearly not giving me a chance to speak, even if I enter Lingshan again, I am afraid I will not have a chance to say what I want to say, it is better to go back to the Central Plains to discuss this matter with my father first." ”

Thinking of this, he no longer hesitated, stepped on the fox, and said with a smile: "Fifth master, I'm welcome!"

Two puffs of smoke erupted from the fire-eyed nose, faintly emitting a fire light, "I volunteered to be your mount this time, what are you polite about?"

He scurried, his body was already in mid-air, and auspicious clouds naturally appeared under his feet, supporting him and Yang Yi to quickly fly towards the Central Plains.

This fire-eyed fox has become the Buddha's mount for many years, under the perennial edification, a very strong mana, by no means inferior to the peacock and Dapeng of the Buddha, at this time in the air, within a day, has arrived over the Huanglong River.

Yang Yi jumped off the fox and stood above the center of the river, pointed to the water, and said to the fox: "Fifth master, this is the Huanglongjiang." ”

The fire-eyed fox turned back into a human form and fell straight towards the heart of the river, Yang Yi no longer followed, standing by the river and waiting.

After a while, the heart of the Huanglongjiang River was churning, the huge waves were monstrous, the dark clouds were thick, and there was a faint Buddhist mantra at the bottom of the river, and after a while, the dark clouds dissipated in the sky, and the red-haired man walked out of the bottom of the river holding a thin woman in yellow.

The woman in yellow in his arms hugged his neck and couldn't stop crying, the red-haired man cried while laughing, and said to the woman in yellow: "Sister, don't cry, don't cry, smile, smile!"

(To be continued.) )