On Mount Tai, the battle of Dao Buddha not only attracted the attention of the quasi-saint bosses of the two camps of Dao and Buddha, but also gathered the eyes of the Three Realms here.

Heavenly Court, Difu, Wuzhuang Temple, North Stygian Sea...... Even the saints thirty-three days away were all concerned about this great battle that would affect the direction of the Three Realms in the future.

Of course, all this has nothing to do with Yang Jiao for the time being, because he is quietly retreating in the Tianjiao Cave on Sanxian Island at this time, wanting to break through the last life of the Thousand Tribulations in one fell swoop and find his original self.

In the cave, Yang Jiao sat cross-legged, he did not sit with his eyes closed as before, but opened his eyes and looked straight ahead, as if he had penetrated the void barrier and seen another world.

The last life of a thousand eons is called the self-ego tribulation, and it is impossible to get through it if you can't look through the self and see yourself clearly.

Before, Yang Jiao reincarnated in nine hundred and ninety-nine lives in one go, and finally passed it all, but in the last life, he was confused, this kind of forgetting his own pain, even if he was a saint, he couldn't help it.

"I can only rely on myself!" Yang Jiao's eyes were firm, and a fierce chaotic color gradually appeared in his black and white eyes, which was a manifestation of the fusion will urged to the extreme.

It's just that no matter how high the will of fusion is, it doesn't play a big role in the tribulation at this moment.

"Whew...... Call...... Whew......"

Yang Jiao constantly adjusted his breathing, advancing his state of mind into the realm of emptiness, and the experience of this period of time kept emerging in the realm of emptiness, one by one familiar or hated figures, some or like, or disgusted emotions, all from the heart.

This is the emotion he has really experienced, and there is a shadow of his real existence.

Gradually, these fragments gradually expanded, and some fragments that he had not experienced in his memory, but that he wanted to really exist in the depths of his mind, began to appear in fragments.

This is exactly the memory that he was originally covered up by the catastrophe. After going through the experience, I finally began to wake up.

These fragments appeared, one by one with thousands of inextricable strands of thin lines, which stretched into the distance, each of which affected another fragment.

Suddenly, Yang Jiaokongming's mood trembled slightly. In the chaotic memory fragments that seemed to follow some wonderful law, a childish little face suddenly appeared.

"Son, my son!"

......

One by one, the figures engraved in the depths of memory emerged, and they followed the inextricable connections before each other, gradually forming some pictures, and the pictures also followed the connections and slowly began to flow.

A flash of realization flashed in Yang Jiao's heart: "This is my previous life." ”

Gradually, fragments of memories began to appear rapidly, and the picture flowed faster and faster. Gradually, a unique, diamond-like shining point was formed, and the sound of "boom" merged into the sea of his knowledge.

"Hum—"

The entire world of Zhihai seemed to be ignited by this light, and the whole world suddenly underwent earth-shaking changes.

There seemed to be some shackles in his mind that had been broken, and Yang Jiao felt extremely comfortable.

At this time, the color of black and white was no longer visible in the pupils, but turned into chaos.

If an outsider is present at this time. If you look at Yang Jiao's eyes, you will definitely be able to find the flowing look in his eyes at this time. It's like facing chaos, full of endless majesty and boundless vastness.

Not only his eyes, but his hair also changed from the previous pitch black to chaotic color, as if it was any color, and as if it was not any color, full of strange charm.

"Hoo ......"

Yang Jiao let out a long breath. The eyes closed slightly, and then opened.

At this time, the pupils and hair had returned to their previous appearance, and the momentum around the body had also converged, and they looked the same as before the tribulation.

Yang Jiao stood up, and the corners of his mouth outlined an upward arc.

Only he knows. What a benefit it has been to him through a thousand lifetimes.

When he was crushed by the real person of Huanglong, the body and the soul were one, since then, his soul and the body have been both prosperous and lost, and the soul used to use the strength of the body to resist the opponent's various soul attacks, and this time, after surviving the catastrophe, his soul finally became complete, and even with his body stuck in the peak of the sixth turn of the Nine Turns Xuangong, he also carried out a sublimation.

At this time, Yang Jiao, the eighth level of fusion will, the seventh layer of the ninth turn Xuangong, and even the forbidden immortal will that had been forgotten before rushed to the ninth level in one go.

"My current strength, I shouldn't have to be a master. Yang Jiao clenched his fists and walked out of the cave.

Outside the cave, Bixiao was lying bored on a white cloud, she was forced to retreat by Yunxiao before, but she was out of nature by nature, and it was really not a material for retreat.

"Master!"

As soon as Yang Jiao came out of the hole, he saw Bixiao lying on the white clouds, after a thousand eons, he also saw a lot, and many taboos that he was unwilling to touch before now don't care.

With his wisdom, he naturally understood Bixiao's intentions a long time ago, but he estimated the difference between master and apprentice in his heart, so he forced this feeling in his heart, and now......

"Jiao'er, you're finally out of the customs!" Bi Xiao shouted, and the figure rushed to Yang Jiao's side.

Only this time, something is different.

Yang Jiao did not salute him, but directly reached out and hugged her into his arms.

"Hum—"

Bixiao's head was clouded, and she subconsciously wanted to reach out and push Yang Jiao away, but for some reason, after her hand was stretched out, she didn't have any strength.

"I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long!" Yang Jiao put his head on Bixiao's fragrant shoulders and said softly.

Bi Xiao understands his friendship, and his own heart naturally understands it even more.

Bi Xiao didn't know that he was his master, and since he was a child, he has always played many important roles around him.

Mother, sister, friend...... Wife.

When I was a child, I didn't understand what that kind of dependence was, but after I met Su Xue, I was wholeheartedly and didn't dare to have the slightest intention, but now, after breaking through the shackles in my heart, everything is different.

Jiao...... Jiao'er...... You ......"

Bi Xiao has always been very aggressive, but at this time her body was trembling, what you have been expecting, suddenly one day she ran in front of her, that sudden surprise, has completely blinded this woman who has been restrained for thousands of years.

"In the future, I will protect you, not because you are my master, but because ...... You are my wife!" Yang Jiao held Bi Xiao's fragrant shoulders with both hands, and looked directly into Bi Xiao's eyes, only then did he realize that these eyes, which he had never dared to look at carefully, were so beautiful, even if he choked on tears at this time, they were still better than the most beautiful scenery in the world.

"But...... Xue'er ...... "Bixiao wanted to agree with one bite, but she still had concerns in her heart.

With her temperament, maybe Yang Jiao had never married Su Xue back then, and she might have confessed a long time ago.

She also had the idea of desperate for her life, but when she thought of that gentle woman like snow, she couldn't help but feel a sense of guilt in her heart.

"I said, from now on, everything is with me. Yang Jiao said a little domineeringly: "You just said, are you willing to be my lady?"

Looking at Yang Jiao's serious face, his eyes full of emotion, Bi Xiao couldn't help it anymore and nodded heavily.

Yang Jiao was gentle, picked up Bixiao's pretty face, and kissed it gently. (To be continued.) )