"This Emperor Ziwei is still quite interesting! I know that Lao Tzu is not easy to mess with. Yang Zhen thought smugly.

With his prestige alone, he could make Emperor Ziwei, one of the six emperors of Heavenly Court, so jealous, and Yang Zhen was indeed proud enough. Imagine that Emperor Ziwei rules over all stars, and his power is only under the Jade Emperor. He didn't know how many talented people he had under him, but even so, he still didn't want to provoke Yang Zhen, which shows Emperor Ziwei's jealousy of Yang Zhen in his heart.

If it was hundreds of years ago, of course Emperor Ziwei didn't take Yang Zhen in his eyes at that time, but as Yang Zhen's strength became stronger and stronger over the past few hundred years, his battle record became more and more powerful, and he finally attracted the attention of this Heavenly Court Emperor. The little cat demon who was mixed in with the Jade Emperor at the beginning has now grown into a world-famous demon of the Three Realms of Megatron.

In the past ten years that Yang Zhen has been on Jinao Island, Fake Miaomiao has indeed mentioned the matter of the god list to Yang Zhen several times. And Yang Zhen implemented the plan proudly, of course, he followed the meaning of fake Miaomiao. Because only when Emperor Ziwei officially challenged the Jade Emperor, Yang Zhen could take the opportunity to threaten the Jade Emperor and talk to the Jade Emperor about the conditions.

In the plan of the Xuandu Grand Mage, Emperor Ziwei is also a pawn of this plan, but he is the biggest chess piece. If Yang Jian is the small boss in this plan, then Emperor Ziwei is the final boss in this plan, and only by defeating Emperor Ziwei can he really clear the level.

And this is the main reason why Fake Miao Miao has survived until now.

Hearing Emperor Ziwei's words, Fake Miaomiao's expression was a little displeased, and she snorted lightly: "Emperor." I admit that Yang Zhen is indeed very powerful, but no matter how powerful he is, he is definitely not invincible. What's more, if I can say that Yang Zhen can be moved. The person Yang Zhen will only deal with is the Jade Emperor, not the Emperor You. ”

Emperor Ziwei fell silent when he heard this, what Fake Miaomiao said was very right, Yang Zhen was indeed very powerful, but if Fake Miaomiao could say that Yang Zhen could move, then Yang Zhen would only deal with the Jade Emperor, not against him Emperor Ziwei.

"Huh!" chuckled. Emperor Ziwei said: "Okay! If you can really do this, I will never break my promise to you. ”

Fake Miaomiao smiled: "Okay! I'm just here to inform the emperor today, and you can already start preparing." Wait until I get back. Just continue to contact Yang Zhen, I believe that in this world, there will definitely be something that can move him. ”

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Leaving the volcanic island, Yang Zhen quickly flew towards Jinao Island. Fake Miaomiao will come out soon. Therefore, Yang Zhen must go back before the fake Miaomiao returns to Jinao Island, otherwise the fake Miaomiao will definitely be suspicious.

Today's operation, Yang Zhen has gained a lot. First of all, it is certain that Miaomiao is indeed a spy sent by Emperor Ziwei to intercept the sect, and Zhu Ganglie's information is not wrong.

Secondly, Yang Zhen also knew Emperor Ziwei's plan, and also knew that the relationship between Emperor Ziwei and Fake Miaomiao was not a pure relationship between superiors and subordinates, but a transaction of interests. What did Emperor Ziwei promise to Fake Miaomiao? This made Yang Zhen very curious.

Finally, Yang Zhen was also very curious about the first disciple of the Taishang Sage, Master Xuandu. Fake wonderful things. Even the Holy Mother of Wudang had never counted it, but the Xuandu Grand Master who was far away in Shouyang Mountain knew about this qiē, which had to surprise Yang Zhen, this Xuandu Grand Master was definitely not a simple character.

In the breeze, golden sunlight falls from the clouds, and thousands of lights spread throughout Kyushu. In the world, the beauty is still the same, but how long will this good time last?

Dongsheng Shenzhou, Qingyue Village.

Qingyue Village is a small village in the south of Dongsheng Shenzhou, there are about 500 people living in the village, although they are not rich, but they live extremely happily.

At the east end of the village, there was a strange family, at least for the other villagers of Qingyue Village, this family was indeed very strange.

About ten years ago, there was a loud noise outside the village, and when the villagers had organized the village warriors and came outside to take a look, they found that it was a young man who looked like a scholar and fainted on the ground holding a child.

The village chief saw that this man was holding the child carefully, and he was not a bad person, so he carried the young scholar back to his home and took care of him with his heart.

A few days later, the scholar woke up, and after talking with the village chief, he saw that the people in the village were simple and there was nowhere else to go, so he stayed in the village and lived with the villagers.

With the help of the villagers, the scholar built a wooden house at the east end of the village and lived with his one-year-old child.

Originally, since the villagers and saw this young man dressed as a scholar, he must have read poetry and books and was full of money. The villagers originally wanted this young scholar to be a teacher in the village, teaching the children in the village to read and write, so that he could get out of this small village in the future and have some success.

Although the young scholar agreed and taught very well, the young scholar used all the money he earned from teaching to buy wine to drink, and he drank drunk all day long, and often looked at the sky alone, not knowing what he was thinking.

But fortunately, this young man was very kind to his son, and although the people in the village felt that this young scholar was a little tired, they never said anything.

"Agarwood, what do you think of my writing?"

In a small courtyard, there are more than a dozen children about ten years old, holding a small wooden stick in their hands, writing on their own sand tables.

The one who spoke was a little girl with pigtails, and the little girl pulled a handsome and handsome little boy next to her, and asked with a slightly red face: "Agarwood, do you think my two words are good-looking?"

The little boy named Agarwood stretched out his head to take a look, only to see that on the little girl's sand table, the word 'Agarwood' was written on it, which was his name.

"The handwriting is beautiful!" said Agarwood smiled.

Because the parents are handsome men and beautiful women, the eleven-year-old agarwood has grown very handsome, and the little girls of the same age in the village have a crush on him, if there is no accident, maybe after a few years, agarwood will marry one of these little girls as a wife, and then give birth to a little agarwood, so multiply.

In a small courtyard, the young scholar looked at the qiē in front of him lightly, and a few complicated expressions flashed in his eyes.

This young man is none other than Liu Yanchang, the husband of the Three Virgins.

After experiencing the pain of immortal love and the pain of being separated from his lover, Liu Yanchang had both ruthless anger towards Heaven and anger at his own incompetence. But no matter how angry Liu Yanchang is, he is just a mortal, he can't change anything, losing the Three Holy Mother, all Liu Yanchang can do now is to cultivate Agarwood as an adult and let him live happily.

"Maybe mortals are the happiest when they are with mortals!" Liu Yanchang has already suffered once, he doesn't want his son to be the same as him, so he chooses to stay in this small village and live a life without fighting with the world.

Soon, the day's classes were over, the children went home one after another, and many people invited Agarwood to go to the river to play together, but they were all rejected by Agarwood. Because he has an important thing to do today, he doesn't want to go out and play.

"Dad!" Walking in front of Liu Yanchang, Agarwood screamed softly.

"Hmm!" Liu Yanchang stood up staggeringly and said lightly: "The meals are all in the cabinet, you can take them out and eat them yourself!"

Agarwood knew that his father was going to the town to buy wine again, and Agarwood was waiting for this moment, so he didn't say anything, agreed, and turned around and walked into the house.

After Liu Yanchang's figure walked away, Agarwood cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks he had eaten, locked the door, got into Liu Yanchang's room, and took out a turquoise lamp from the big box under the bed.

This lamp was discovered by accident when Agarwood was cleaning the room. Originally, it was just an ordinary lamp, maybe it would be worth a little money because of the material, but it wouldn't attract the attention of agarwood. But when Agarwood picked up the lamp, the lamp lit up with colorful auspicious light.

The magical treasure aroused Agarwood's strong interest, so he took advantage of his father's efforts to go out to buy wine this time, and planned to take a look at this magical lamp again.

"What the hell is it?" took the lamp in his hand, and it really lit up with colorful auspicious light, touching the soft light, and the heart of agarwood was also extraordinarily calm, as if he saw this colorful light, even if he died immediately, he had no regrets.

"Huh?"

"Huh?"

But Agarwood didn't know that at this moment, there were two people in heaven and earth who suddenly felt something in their hearts and opened their originally closed eyes.

Heavenly Court, the Temple of the True Monarch.

"Baolian lantern!" Erlang God suddenly opened his heavenly eyes, looked in the direction where the breath of the Baolian lantern came from, and sure enough, he saw Liu Shenxiang playing with the Baolian lantern in the room.

Suddenly seeing the agarwood, Erlang God's gaze was a little soft, although he had never met this child, but this child was a relative of Erlang God. From now on, in this world, in addition to having a sister accident, Erlang God also has a nephew, which makes Erlang God very happy in his heart.

"Agarwood, he should be eleven years old this year, and in four months, it will be his birthday!" Erlang God said secretly in his heart.

"Someone!" half-sounded, Erlang God suddenly shouted softly,

"Zhenjun, what do you command?" said a heavenly soldier who hurriedly ran outside the door, half-kneeling in front of Erlang God.

Erlang God said: "You immediately go to the South China Sea to find Guanyin Bodhisattva, ask for the South China Sea Millennium Purple Bamboo, and give it to me in a month!"

"Yes!"

Huashan Prison Cell.

The Three Virgins sensed the movement of the Lotus Lamp, and there was both joy and some nervousness in their hearts. I sensed the breath of the Baolian lantern, so my second brother must also have sensed it, if the second brother still wants to catch the agarwood father and son, then how can they resist without any spell?

Can you trust that person? (To be continued......)