"Big brother, it's really big brother, I haven't seen you for many years, and the gap in strength is getting bigger and bigger. ”

Yang Jian looked at Yang Jiao, who suddenly appeared, but sighed in his heart.

He is also the pride of the sky, when his cultivation was not much different, he was not the opponent of the eldest brother, and later he preached the Golden Immortal, and even cultivated to surpass, but the gap in strength not only did not make up, but it became bigger and bigger.

That Lu Dongbin is on the same level of strength as himself, and he can even suppress himself by gathering the power of the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, but in front of his eldest brother, just a slight wave of his hand and a flying knife of will forced the proud Lu Dongbin to crush the life-saving jade talisman, and he was even blown away to the unknown.

Yang Jian understood that since he could fly Lu Dongbin at will, it would naturally be easy to fly himself.

"Second brother!"

After casually sending away the Eight Immortals of Shangdong, Yang Jiao immediately walked towards Yang Jian, thinking in his heart: "Is this my second brother?" Sure enough, the owner of the body makes me feel kind, and this breath comes from ...... Blood. ”

"Big brother!"

Yang Jian accepted the three-pointed two-edged knife, and immediately greeted Yang Jiao with a bear hug.

The two brothers may not have seen each other for a long time.

Although this place is the mouth of the Guan River, it is a wilderness, after all, the Golden Immortal War, if the battlefield is placed in the city, I am afraid that it will cause countless mortal casualties.

When the brothers met, Yang Jian was naturally happy, and although Yang Jiao had no memory, he also felt a joy from the heart.

Guanjiangkou Yang Mansion, although it is the place where their brother was born, Yang Jiao has no special feelings about this place, after all, he has always been either on Sanxian Island or in Gouchen Heavenly Palace, and Yang Jian has always been stationed here.

When Yang Jiao arrived, the Yang Mansion was naturally lit up with lights and welcomed by a big feast.

Because Bixiao reminded him before, and Yang Jiao covered it up properly. Therefore, he did not show any horses at the banquet, even if he was as close as Yang Jian, he only felt that his eldest brother had become more estranged, and he did not suspect anything else.

As for this kind of change, Yang Jian broke his sister Yang Chan's heart because he beheaded Liu Yanchang before. Therefore, it is not surprising that the eldest brother feels a little distant from him.

After the banquet, it was already midnight.

The generals and Bi Xiao also rested separately, and only Yang Jiao and Yang Jian were left in the entire Yang Mansion compound.

With the moon in the sky and a pot of sake, the two brothers hid on the steps of the courtyard, both looking up at the night sky.

Yang Jiao didn't know what to say, and Yang Jian didn't know what to say.

The two brothers were silent.

A glass of sake goes down. In the end, it was Yang Jian who spoke first: "Big brother, but do you blame me for being too ruthless and hurting my little sister's heart?"

"No," Yang Jiao shook his head and said, "You did a good job, I don't blame you." ”

"What about today's banquet?" Yang Jian looked at Yang Jiao's side face, a little puzzled.

"After this incident, the cicada is now only afraid of being in pain. Second brother, since Liu Yanchang has been killed. His soul, let him go to reincarnation, we are brothers and sisters, and we don't have to be estranged for an outsider. Yang Jiao comforted.

The ins and outs of the matter are also clear, and from his point of view, it doesn't matter much about Liu Yanchang's soul. It's just that the relationship between Yang Jian and Yang Chan can't fall into the freezing point because of this.

"What the eldest brother said is very true, that Liu Yanchang's spirit, I will release it later. Yang Jian nodded and said, "It's just that my little sister hates me to the bone now, and the estrangement has arisen." It's not so easy to eliminate. ”

"Things in the world are changing rapidly, who can say clearly, I know that you are for her good, and she will naturally understand in the future. Yang Jiao said.

......

On the second day, Yang Jian released Liu Yanchang's soul as he said, but even so, Yang Chan did not forgive Yang Jian at all, and the follow-up cause and effect caused by this incident faintly formed a whirlpool, pulling an individual into it, forming an intensifying trend.

Yang Jian pierced the pipa bone of the Qinglian Sword Immortal, Yang Jiao seriously injured the Eight Immortals of the Shangdong Cave, and the two brothers joined forces, not only slapping the old face of Shushan, but also sweeping the face of the Taoist Ancestor with the generals, and even the Taishang Daozu.

After the news of the abolition of the Qinglian Sword Immortal came out, the Changmei Daoist went to the Great Red Sky overnight to ask for guilt.

said that it was a crime, but in fact it was a rescue soldier, but it was a pity that since the ancients, it was Yang Jian who made the shot, and the power of the human sect was blocked by Yuding Zhenren.

At this time, several years have passed since Liu Yanchang was beheaded, and he was still waiting for the first sect such as Shushan to show his fangs, but he didn't want to endure it so quietly.

In the end, Shushan's reputation fell all the way, and the disciples of Shushan were scolded as "gutless rats" one by one when they walked outside.

Seeing that the fame of Shushan has been declining, the Changmei Daoist frowned after returning to the Changmei Peak, after all, the people taught that the chariots and horses would not help, even if he had any ideas with his strength, what could he do?

Zi Xuan, the new sect director of Shushan, looked at the patriarch so decadently, although she was determined to revitalize Shushan, but the current situation was like this, even if she was ambitious, she was helpless.

On this day, an uninvited guest came up to Changmei Peak.

"Dingguang Joy Buddha?" Looking at the colored monk in front of him in a pink robe, the long-eyebrow Taoist frowned, although he did not hesitate, but he still politely invited the other party in.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha, a representative figure among the three thousand Buddhas of Buddhism, his strength is definitely at the level of the eight demon kings of the demon clan, and he is not a person who does not love his grandmother and uncle can provoke.

"I don't know if the Buddha of Dingguang Joy has descended on our house, what advice do you have?" asked the Changmei Taoist directly to the point.

"The poor monk came here in the name of the Buddha to solve the urgent needs of the benefactor. Dingguang Huanxi Buddha looked at the long-eyebrow Taoist, a pair of peach blossom eyes with light flowing, and whispered.

"What is the urgent need of the poor Dao, and he dares to bother the Buddha to ask in person. The long-eyebrow Taoist said with a smile.

"Does the donor know, why did Yang Jian resolutely kill Liu Yanchang, the head of your Shushan Sword Sect?"

As he spoke, he looked at the long-eyebrow Taoist proudly.

"What?" Hearing this, a thunderbolt suddenly flashed in the head of the long-eyebrow Daoist, and the whole person seemed to be struck by a thunderbolt, and his body, which was like a sword spine, shook.

Dingguang Huanxi Buddha looked at the reaction of the long-eyebrow Taoist with satisfaction, and smiled silently.

Changmei Daoist is also the ancestor of the founding sect, and he quickly stabilized his mind, and looked at Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's eyes full of anger: "So, this matter is the plan of your Buddhism from beginning to end?

"How much? Does anyone care? Daomen, Renjiao, Taishang Dao Ancestor?" The smile on the corner of Dingguang Huanxi Buddha's mouth gradually turned cold: "You are just a door-watching dog that Taishang Dao Ancestor randomly lit, your life and death, even the life and death of Shushan, he has never cared about the old man!" (To be continued.) )