Chapter 3 Big Opportunity

The white clouds are like a sail, falling on the top of the holy mountain.

All the magic in the Holy Mountain comes from Zhao Yu. Whether it is the shock to the soul or the changes in the wind, rain, thunder, yin and yang and the five elements, they are all Zhao Yu's reflections from the heaven and earth when he was practicing in seclusion. Now that Zhao Yu has come out of the retreat under the holy mountain, the magic of the holy mountain will gradually disappear.

When the traces of Zhao Yu's stay in the retreat are gone, this holy mountain will no longer be holy.

In the three million years since the beginning of the world, probably no one has been to the top of the Holy Mountain. The saints are busy retreating, and Hongjun is busy deducing the world. Except for them, no one has the ability to come here.

On the top of the mountain is a white jade platform with a doll statue.

This doll is lifelike, with its fat hands holding its fat feet and its back giggling.

After three million years of wind, rain and thunder, this doll is now crystal clear.

Zhao Yu showed a smile, and the doll seemed to emit wisps of rays of rays of light. The rays of rays of light grew stronger, and giggles came out, revealing a baby. The baby's body was full of vitality, and his crystal clear body became normal as the seal was lifted.

Zhao Yu waved, and the doll flew into his arms, tearing at Zhao Yu's clothes and smiling extremely happily.

Yang Xiantian.

This child was the only son of Yang Jian and Deng Chanyu, and Zhao Yu named him Yang Xiantian. As a child, he experienced the creation of heaven and earth by Hongjun. Zhao Yu sealed him on the top of the mountain before going into seclusion, attracting the heavenly secrets above and grounding the earth below. He was sharpened day by day with the celestial phenomena induced by Zhao Yu's practice.

In this new world, there is probably no physique that can compare to Yang Xiantian's.

He had inherited Yang Jian's bloodline and had to work hard for three million years. Such an opportunity was unprecedented. Of course, Zhao Yu sealed him because he was young and ignorant. For him, it was like taking a nap and just waking up, without any harm.

"I wonder where your father and mother are now..."

Zhao Yu teased the baby and looked at the horizon.

If you want to calculate it, it's not difficult. Although Hongjun is in charge of this world, its origin still involves Zhao Yu. Without Zhao Yu, there would be no world like this. It's like Zhao Yu is the maker of a machine, but Hongjun is the operator who controls the code. Both are extremely important to heaven and earth, but their division of labor is different.

Zhao Yu can destroy this whole world with a single thought, and Yu Tianji also understands this. But he cannot control this world. And Hongjun can destroy this world and also control this world. But if Zhao Yu wants to destroy the world, Hongjun can't stop it. But if Hongjun wants to destroy the world, Zhao Yu can stop it.

In the final analysis, it was Zhao Yu who created the root of this world with the help of the mystery of Zhouguang Secret Realm. Although he only had one point of credit and nine points in the Zhouguang secret realm where the avenue evolved, Zhao Yu also had corresponding authority.

At least it is not difficult to communicate with heaven and earth to figure out the secrets. Hongjun can interfere with him, but cannot stop him.

But as far as this fantasy world is concerned, there is nothing that threatens him, so there is no point in calculating. No need to calculate, Zhao Yu also had some feelings. Knowing that one day in the future, this family of three will definitely be reunited on the Donghua Yuan Star.

"Three million years are probably a bit boring."

Zhao Yu pinched the child's cheek: "It's cold in the mountains, so it's better to live down there."

Yang Xiantian chuckled, Zhao Yu laughed, pinched his cheek again, and walked up to the small town at the foot of the mountain.

Within half a day, the courtyard was set up, and Zhao Yu settled in the small town like an ordinary person.

Not in the city, but outside the city. There is a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters outside the west of the city, near the river and the mountains. There happened to be a courtyard for sale, and it was bought by Zhao Yu. There are sparse residents here, and the neighbors are not close to each other. It is popular but not noisy. It looks very clean, which suits Zhao Yu's taste.

Every day I take care of my children, go out, or go fishing, which is a very relaxing time.

After Zhao Yu broke through the barrier, the heaven and earth felt it, and there were frequent celestial phenomena on the holy mountain for many days. Many powerful figures in the sect sensed the secret and made some deductions, discovering that the Holy Mountain will have a great opportunity to come true. So many monks came to this small town one after another.

Ye Fan was confused. He escaped from the fighting and brought his daughter to this small town. He originally thought he could spend a few days of leisure and relax. After he relaxed, he would find someone to fight with. He didn't expect so many monks to come to such a small corner.

Among them, even the Tao-killing saints and even the old white-haired saints from several major holy places of cultivation came.

Although Ye Fan is powerful, he is not afraid of the saint who kills Tao. But we have to keep our tail between our legs. He has offended countless holy places and practicing sects since he started practicing. Once traces are discovered, those white-haired sages will look ferocious and take his life in an instant.

"Isn't that an old saint from the Holy Land of Light? I heard that he hasn't appeared in eight hundred years."

"The great sage of the Xuanyuan family is here too!"

"The Great Wizard of Southern Border, that is the Great Wizard of Southern Border, the God of Death!"

Ye Fan listened with his ears and felt a chill in his heart.

Whether it is the Yaoguang Holy Land, the Xuanyuan Family, or even the barbarians in Southern Xinjiang, they are all his enemies. If anyone knew that his holy body, Ye Fan, was here, I'm afraid it would end badly... He shrank his neck in a hurry, picked up his daughter, lowered his head and left.

"What happened? So many powerful characters are here..."

"You have to ask around, so you don't suffer big losses if you don't know."

Ye Fan's mind was spinning.

Nannan smiled innocently and pinched Ye Fan's ears: "Brother, it's so lively."

Ye Fan hummed.

Return to your residence and coax your daughter to sleep. Ye Fan changed his appearance and went out to the place where the monks gathered to inquire about the news.

After asking around, I found out that a great opportunity was about to appear in the Holy Mountain.

"That's it. A big opportunity, it must be a big opportunity. Otherwise, why would those old guys with half of their bodies in the ground come in groups?" Ye Fan knew something in his mind and couldn't help but feel a little itchy: "I've always heard about the Holy Mountain No matter what, I have never heard of anyone getting any benefits in the Holy Mountain. It seems that they have been hiding it, and then suddenly appeared and attracted all those old men."

"Even the great saints of the major holy places covet it like this. It seems that there must be many treasures in the world. Should I get involved or get involved?"

He was so bold, otherwise he would not have offended countless holy places.

Now that a great opportunity has appeared, if he didn't get involved, he wouldn't be Ye Fan.

"Within three months, well, I have to make some preparations. The wicked Taoist priest is a helper, but I don't know where he is now..."

While he was thinking, he was suddenly tapped on the shoulder. He reacted suddenly and punched, only to see that it was a chubby Taoist priest with small eyes. He quickly stopped his hand and exhaled: "Let me tell you, how could you, a wicked Taoist priest, not come to such a big event?"

The wicked Taoist priest chuckled, pulled Ye Fan to a secluded place, and said mysteriously: "Do you know what the opportunity is?"

Ye Fan rolled his eyes: "If I knew, I would have gone."

The immoral Taoist priest sneered disdainfully: "Just you?"

Ye Fan jumped to his feet: "What's wrong with me? If I knew, I would eat alone without your share."