Chapter 375 Yang Jian's Social Death

"This, why is this?"

The Jade Emperor's eyes were filled with confusion, and he was extremely puzzled. He was stuck at the pinnacle of the Quasi-Saint, and even dreamed of breaking through to the Lesser Saint.

"The method of killing three corpses taught by Hongjun is flawed. It conceals a very important point. The magic weapon for killing three corpses needs to be of the same origin, otherwise it will be difficult to completely integrate."

"The reason why you have been unable to break through to the Second Saint is because the properties of the magic weapons used to kill the three corpses are in conflict with each other and cannot be completely integrated."

"The one-yuan heavy water has the ability to cleanse and fuse. It is often used in Yuanshi's weapon refining to promote the fusion of spiritual materials."

"In the same way, one yuan of heavy water can also promote the fusion of the three corpses. I suggest that you exchange as much one yuan of heavy water with Chanjiao as possible to cultivate your confidants."

"For example, the Arctic God of War and the Yellow-horned Great Immortal can be used."

Ling Xiao pointed out.

He would be happy to see more saints appear in the ancient world. Those Chaos Demon Gods would come back at some point. The stronger the ancient world, the stronger their ability to protect themselves.

"Thank you, Saint Lingxiao, for your advice."

The Jade Emperor was overjoyed, stood up, saluted, and hurriedly left to get one yuan of heavy water.

Not long after the Jade Emperor left, another person came to Penglai Immortal Mountain. The avatar of Tongtian Qinglian Sword Immortal came back from chaos and became a saint.

"Yes, you have become a saint. It seems that you have got many opportunities in the chaos."

Ling Xiao looked it over and nodded.

"I was lucky. I encountered a corpse of the Chaos Demon God and refined the sacred marks in it to become a saint. I remember you said that when I become a saint, you will give me a gift." Qinglian Sword Immortal said.

"Not bad." Ling Xiao nodded, pointed a finger between his eyebrows, and returned to him the memory and inheritance that Tongtian asked him to keep.

After a long time, Qinglian Sword Immortal digested the information and said in surprise: "It turns out that I am the reincarnation of Saint Tongtian."

"To be precise, he placed all his hopes on you. You are both connected to heaven, and you are the true self, the way he wants to live. During this time, you can stay in Penglai and listen to the sermon together." Ling Xiao said.

He had a premonition that Tongtian was going to have a big wave. In the future, there would be no Sanqing Tongtian, only the leader of Qinglian Sword Immortal Tongtian.

Hongjun is going to be in bad luck.

In Zixiao Palace, Tongtian also sensed that his incarnation had returned to the prehistoric times and had become a saint. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Everything was ready and all he needed was the east wind.

Hongjun, you would never have imagined that Father God has already taken care of everything. You have always been Father God’s pawn, occupying the magpie’s nest, and it’s time for you to pay the price.

On this day, the westbound team arrived at Pansiling.

"It's evil, be careful."

Sun Wukong saw the evil spirit in the mountain at a glance.

"Lao Sha, Xiao Bailong, you protect the master, Brother Monkey and I will go take a look first."

It's a bit far from Zhuzi Kingdom, and Zhu Bajie's hands have already been itching unbearably.

Zhu Bajie had nothing to do, but Guanyin suffered. After fighting fiercely every night, Zhu Bajie was sucked out of his body. His cultivation level had become loose and he began to fall.

But she couldn't resist, couldn't break the seal set by Ling Xiao, and couldn't even commit suicide. She would rather commit suicide and reincarnate and rebuild, than continue to be tortured and humiliated by Zhu Bajie.

Here, the two brothers came to the mountain and saw seven orioles swimming and playing in the clear spring.

Zhu Bajie's eyes suddenly turned straight. Sun Wukong kicked Zhu Bajie: "These are seven spider spirits."

"I know they are goblins. They must have been designed by Heaven and Lingshan. The seven female goblins are simply designed for me. It just so happens that I'm bored of sucking Guanyin every day, so I want a change."

"Brother Monkey, put up a ban to protect me."

Zhu Bajie licked his lips and walked over in the shape of Tang Monk.

Sun Wukong has black streaks all over his head. Go and be happy and let me watch for you. Wouldn't your conscience hurt?

Heaven.

"What is this pig head going to do?"

A bad premonition arose in Fuxi's heart. Although the seven spider spirits had average qualifications, they at least had the peak level of Taiyi Golden Immortal. Now that the demon clan has declined, even the peak Taiyi Golden Immortal can be considered powerful.

If it was broken, he would be heartbroken.

Pansi Ridge.

"who?"

As soon as Zhu Bajie approached, he was noticed.

"The poor monk Tang Sanzang came from the Tang Dynasty in the East and went to the West to obtain Buddhist scriptures. He passed by this place and saw a mountain spring here. He wanted to take a bath, but he didn't expect that there was a female donor here." Zhu Bajie made up a serious story.

Outside, Tang Seng's eyelids were twitching and he was sneezing crazily.

Sun Wukong witnessed it with his own eyes, and the corners of his mouth twitched. You are really not afraid of being beaten for ruining your master's reputation.

The corners of the mouths of the gods and Buddhas all over the sky were twitching.

And here comes what they can't bear even more.

"You are Tang Seng. You are fair and clean, which is quite pleasing to the eye."

"The spring is very big. We don't mind if you come and bathe together."

Seven spider spirits swam over.

"No, no, the poor monk is a monk, how can he do this?" Zhu Bajie refused seriously, but it was just a verbal refusal.

"Come on, we don't mind, what are you afraid of?"

Seven spider spirits came around.

Zhu Bajie refused with his mouth, but his body was very honest and did not resist at all. He was quickly stripped naked and pulled into the water.

Sun Wukong was stunned before he realized what was happening and quickly put up a restraining cover.

In heaven, Fuxi covered his face, embarrassed, so embarrassed.

"Nosy monkey."

Suddenly invisible, Taibai Jinxing cursed in displeasure.

brush!

All the gods looked at him in unison. Although they thought so too, they dared to say it out loud. Taibai was so brave. He turned out to be the same person.

"Master, I want to play like this too."

Just then, the purple-gold fox marten beside Yang Jian, Diao Er, suddenly said this, pouting and looking at Yang Jian eagerly.

The gods all looked over, their eyes wide open, their eyes full of gossip souls burning.

The cold and abstinent justice god, is he playing so much in private? You can't judge a person by his appearance.

The Jade Emperor looked at Yang Jian dissatisfiedly, you want it, why do you want to find a spiritual pet, as long as you ask, you can choose your seven beautiful cousins, all of them are available.

Uncle found a reason to marry the human race, and the gods couldn't say anything.

Yang Jian is the justice god of the heavenly court, but he is also the Qingyuan Miaodao Zhenjun of the human race's divine court. Yang Jian represents the human race's divine court to marry the heavenly court, who dares to object.

Self-degradation, self-degradation.

It happened that the seven fairies were also here today, and they all looked at Yang Jian with resentment at this moment. On weekdays, they worshipped this cousin.

Who can not admire and like a handsome and powerful cousin?

Yang Jian felt more helpless than ever before, and his ears turned red. He would rather fight with Tathagata than experience such social death.

"Diao'er, don't talk nonsense, children can't play with this."

Yang Chan pinched Diao'er's nose and helped Yang Jian out.

For some reason, she wanted to laugh when she saw the cold and helpless look of her second brother.

"No, I'm tens of thousands of years old, not a child anymore, I just want to marry the master." Diao'er pouted and acted coquettishly.