"Zhen Yuanzi, is there a harvest?" Seeing a small earthy yellow dot appear in the sky from a distance, Styx screamed.

The point of light came in an instant, Zhen Yuanzi raised his hand and threw out three men who were shaking, and said with a smile: "Haha, there is a harvest!

"Really!" Styx's eyes lit up, he looked at the three men, and said, "Hey, Zhen Yuanzi, didn't Qingming Daoist say two, why is there another one?"

"That's their father, Yang Tianyou!" Li Qingming looked at the River Styx speechlessly, and pointed to the slightly older man in the green robe.

"You, who are you?" Xu was frightened by the Styx, and Yang Tianyou, who was the first to come to his senses, protected his two sons behind him and said tremblingly.

"Yang Tianyou, you haven't seen you for so long, don't you know me?" Li Qingming pushed aside the River Styx and smiled faintly.

"Holy Father!" Yang Tianyou was shocked, and pulled his two sons to kneel down for Li Qingming.

"Haha, okay, okay!" Li Qingming hahadaxiao, waving a soft liliang in his hand, was about to help the three of them up. But who knew that Yang Tianyou insisted on relying on his own will, refused to get up alive or dead, kowtowed like garlic and said: "Yang Tianyou implores the Holy Father, save my wife Yaoji!"

Li Qingming pondered for a long time and said, "Yang Tianyou, it's not that you are poor and unkind. It's that Yao Ji should have this calamity in this life, and there should be no more disasters after this calamity, if she is rescued at this moment, this calamity will still be repeated in the future!"

"Then Holy Father, will my mother have a day to get out of trouble?" Yang Jian raised his head and looked at Li Qingming.

"Five hundred years! After five hundred years, we will naturally get out of trouble!" Li Qingming stretched out a palm. Five-finger gap.

Yang Tianyou sat on the ground in despair when he heard this, and whispered softly: "Five hundred years, five hundred years......"

"Is it possible to get out of the robbery in advance?" Yang Jian didn't care about his father's expression, but continued to ask.

"Yes!" Li Qingming bowed slightly, and said: "As long as you wait for your brother or Yang Chan, one of your three brothers and sisters can break through the peach mountain, then Yao Ji can get out of trouble!"

Yang Jian and Yang Jiao glanced at each other when they heard this, and knelt down together and said, "I beg the Holy Father to accept my brother as a disciple and pass on my brother's Dao Immortal Technique!"

Li Qingming smiled, and Zhen Yuanzi was depressed. Styx was dumbfounded......

"How did I save these two white-eyed wolves!" If you come, you will worship others as teachers, I am unlucky!" Zhen Yuanzi was so angry in his heart, but there was no way. You can't say, "No, I saved you two." You have to worship me as a teacher!"

And this side of the River Styx. I just figured out what was going on. These two boys cried and shouted to apprentice, what is this!

Li Qingming smiled and said, "Yang Jian." But you and I have a master-apprentice relationship, so I will accept you. Yang Jiao, although you have good talent, you don't have that fate with the poor road, let it be!"

"Here, please also ask the Holy Father to accept my brother!" Although Yang Jian was happy when he heard this, it was difficult for him to abandon his brother, so he begged.

Li Qingming waved his hand, signaling that Yang Jian didn't need to say much. Then he pointed to Zhen Yuanzi and Styx, and said, "These two are the ancestor of the Earth Immortals, Zhenyuan Daxian, and the other is the Netherworld Saint Styx. With these two saints here, why don't they hang themselves from a tree?"

Yang Jiao, who was a little disappointed in his heart, turned his head to look at Zhen Yuanzi and Styx, and begged bitterly: "Please also ask the sage to accept me as an apprentice?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Styx glanced at each other, Zhen Yuanzi smiled lightly, and said, "Yang Jiao, you want to learn Dao magic and immortal art from Poor Dao, what is the matter?"

Yang Jiao's eyebrows moved lightly and said: "My human race has been filial piety to the world since ancient times, naturally to save my mother. ”

Styx took over the conversation and said, "Yang Jiao, you have to remember that you have a great responsibility! Once the poor Dao accepts you as a disciple, you will be in the Three Realms in the future." Don't rush into the sect, you must take the people of the world as your own responsibility, do you understand?"

Yang Jiao was overjoyed when he heard this, and kowtowed: "Disciple, remember the teachings of the master!"

"Wait, you dead Styx! Obviously it's my apprentice, why did you snatch it!"

"Zhen Yuanzi, you old and uncultivated, who told you to be slow-mouthed!"

"You flash me aside, I rescued Yang Jiao!"

"You ......"

Li Qingming looked at the dignified saint a little speechlessly, fighting there for a disciple. Zuihou couldn't help it, and said:

"Okay, you can ask Yang Jiao to worship you as a teacher at the same time! He originally belonged to the Wutu Destiny Grid, so he simply asked Zhen Yuanzi to teach him to practice the Fa Decision, and Styx to teach him combat techniques and spells. Wouldn't it be the best of both worlds?"

Zhen Yuanzi and Styx were stunned for a moment, nodded at the same time, and said, "Okay!"

Yang Jiao, who was stunned, was overjoyed, and kowtowed: "Yang Jiao has seen two masters!"

......

At this moment, Penglai Island in the East China Sea.

Wangshu, who returned to the hall of vitality, waved his long sleeves, and suddenly a pitiful little girl with tears appeared in the hall.

Looking at Xiao Yang Chan, who was wearing a white gauze skirt and was crying constantly, Wangshu took pity to wipe away the tears on Xiao Yang Chan's face and said, "Xiao Chan'er, there is no need to cry! Your father and two brothers were rescued by the Zhenyuan Sage!"

Yang Chan said in disbelief: "Beautiful sister, are you telling the truth?"

As she spoke, she grabbed the corner of Wangshu's skirt and said, "Please, beautiful sister, save my mother!"

Wangshu looked at Yang Chan, who was watching the pear blossoms with rain, and his face showed a rare trace of solemnity, and said: "Yang Chan, listen, your mother Yaoji was locked up under Taoshan by Haotian, and the period is five hundred years. The only ones who can save her are you and your two brothers!

"I want to save my mother, I want to learn the immortal law!" Xiao Yang Chan's immature little face was full of determination.

"Okay, little cicada, I want to take you as an apprentice, are you willing?" Wang Shu asked again when he saw this.

Yang Chan's little face was serious, and she kowtowed solemnly and said, "The disciple is willing!"

......

Two hundred years, in a hurry.

Chaotic and chaotic, Wa Palace is still as quiet as ever.

Li Qingming's clone, who had just broken through to the quasi-saint realm, simply changed his appearance to the same as the deity in order to make it easier.

At this moment, he was lazily leaning on the back of the chair, squinting at Feng'er, and said, "Xiao Feng'er, you and your mother have been in this palace for all these years?"

Feng'er pouted and said, "Didn't you ask you to make trouble?" Niangniang said, if the Qingming Sage doesn't come to the Wa Palace for a day, Xiao Feng'er will not be allowed to go to the land of China!"

Li Qingming smiled and said, "What does this have to do with me! By the way, you go to see your mother, why can't you come out?"

"What's the matter, the dignified God of Gou Chen also has a time when he is anxious?" Li Qingming's voice fell, and a soft voice came from the depths of the main hall.

Wearing a long red dress and a little pink on her face, Nuwa slowly walked from the darkness. (To be continued......)