I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

Yang Jian, who flew high into the sky, swept away the battle in the field, and his face was slightly stunned.

Eighty-nine profound arts!

This guy who called the six-eared macaque was actually performing the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, and Yang Jian was suspicious.

Yang Jian outside the arena saw the skills of the six-eared macaque, and Haotian in the battle also discovered it.

He was enveloped in the air of an emperor, and his face was extremely gloomy.

As a Daoist Hongjun in the past, he naturally knew the power of the Bajiu Xuangong.

After learning eighty-nine profound arts, the six-eared macaque has a strong body and extraordinary weapons in its hands. This monkey head is very difficult to deal with.

Although the Heavenly Court has been established for some time, and there are many people in the Heavenly Palace, but the righteous gods are missing, and the power of the Heavenly Emperor has not yet been achieved.

Facing the six-eared macaque of the same realm, he is not sure of victory, and Haotian has other worries in his heart.

Just now, it was just a little bit of aura, and the six-eared macaque immediately heard the wind and came over.

If the fighting time is too long, it might attract other Jiejiao disciples.

These sages and disciples have profound morals, and more importantly, they possess powerful magic weapons. Haotian does not want to repeat the same mistakes.

At this moment, the six-eared macaque in the battle was also surprised.

The last time he was able to hit Haotian randomly with sticks, it seemed that it was thanks to the previous magic attacks of several master uncles.

Although it was annoyed by the other party, the six-eared macaque also had to admire Haotian in his heart.

This Haotian realm has been promoted so quickly, it is impossible to think that the power is calm and heavy, and there is no sense of impetuousness.

Haotian, who was in the battle, glanced at the sky from the corner of his eye, and his expression shrank instantly.

Reluctant to look at Yang Jian in the distance, Haotian fled away with the force of the six-eared macaque's blow.

Haotian's sudden movement immediately made the six-eared macaque panic.

During these years of traveling in the prehistoric world, there were very few opponents. Now this guy is not weak, so how could he be willing to leave like this.

He naturally noticed the Jiejiao disciples who appeared in the distance, but he didn't expect Haotian to become so timid.

But if there was a slight change, he fled in a hurry.

"Haotian boy! Stop leaving!"

With a roar, the six-eared macaque quickly chased after it.

Haotian was annoyed, so he didn't stay long, and went straight to Nantianmen.

The six-eared macaque roared again and again, but it was helpless.

The two people are in the same realm, and if the other party really wants to escape, he has no choice.

Seeing Haotian leave directly, Jin Tong turned and looked at Yang Jian: "Since your mother is in Heaven, you can come here anytime."

After saying that, without waiting for Yang Jian to respond, he jumped to catch up with the departing Haotian.

Looking at the golden boy in the distance, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with disappointment.

Although Xuanyuan didn't tell him too much about his life experience, but with Yang Jian's current cultivation level, he vaguely understood that it seemed to be a calculation by the heavens against the human race.

What he has seen and heard in the human race over the years, coupled with Jintong's performance, Yang Jian has no good impression of Tianting.

Looking at the six-eared macaque falling down in the air, Yang Jian quickly greeted him, and said, "Human Yang Jian!"

"The six-eared macaque is a disciple of the sage of Jin'ao Island!" He looked Yang Jian up and down, and the six-eared macaque looked curious.

He has been traveling in the human race since the period of the Three Emperors. It is not uncommon for him to have seen monks of the human race, but there are very few people of this level.

"Interceptors!"

Yang Jian exclaimed, showing surprise on his face, and then excitedly said: "My master is the emperor, and he also worshiped under the ancestors of Jiejiao in the past, so we are from the same sect."

"Human Emperor Xuanyuan?"

This time, the six-eared macaque looked surprised, and looked at Xuanyuan carefully with both eyes, secretly marveling in its heart.

It took only thousands of years for Xuanyuan to prove the Dao Renhuang, and he received such a disciple?

"Fellow Daoist, do you know my teacher?"

Noticing that the six-eared macaque had a different expression, Yang Jian looked happy.

As for the teacher of Renhuang, Xuanyuan only mentioned a little bit, and didn't say much, but he still knew that he was taught by his teacher.

The six-eared macaque with weird eyes came forward and said with a smile: "Naturally! My teacher, Jiejiao's deputy leader, Shui Yuan, and Renhuang Xuanyuan are my juniors."

Among the disciples of Jiejiao, the strength of the six-eared macaque is not weak, and it is already comparable to a group of direct disciples.

But because of his relationship with Shui Yuan, he can only be regarded as a disciple of three generations in Taoism.

Basically, when you meet someone from the same sect on Jin'ao Island, you have to call your uncle.

This Yang Jian is a student of Xuanyuan, his seniority, he came up all at once, so why not make Liu Er a little happy.

The identity of the six-eared macaque shocked Yang Jian.

When he saw that the other party was practicing eighty-nine profound arts, he guessed that the other party might also be a disciple of a sage, and he didn't expect that the two of them came from the same source.

As disciples of saints, naturally no one dares to pretend, so Yang Jian arched his hands and hurriedly bowed: "Yang Jian has met Master!"

"Haha! No need to be too polite! No need to be too polite!"

The six-eared macaque stepped forward, supported the other party, and then said with emotion: "In the past when junior brother Xuanyuan ruled the human race, I also followed the master's soldiers to point to Jiuli. Now counting, it has been thousands of years since I saw him. There are such boundaries."

After saying that, the six-eared macaque also showed a burst of emotion.

Earlier, Xuanyuan practiced super fast, but now he has accepted disciples, and they are so perverted.

It has been less than 5,000 years since Xuanyuan became the Emperor of Taoism. If the time to find Yang Jian is set aside, the other party's practice time will only be shorter.

This kind of talent really shocked the six-eared macaque.

"Since you are an uncle, you can sit down at Guanjiangkou, your nephew." Yang Jian was also very happy and invited him.

Haotian came to look for Yang Jian, and the six-eared macaque was already suspicious, so he readily agreed.

Haotian, who jumped back to the heaven, looked livid at this moment.

The majestic Emperor of Heaven, the existence who will rule the Three Realms in the future, has to be cautious when leaving the Heavenly Court, which really loses the majesty of the Emperor of Heaven.

"Six-eared macaque, I will definitely drive it in the future!" Looking outside the Nantian Gate, Haotian thought bitterly in his heart.

The golden boy who was following behind stepped forward and said softly, "Heavenly Emperor! I'm afraid we can only rely on Yunhua for Yang Jian's matter."

Before leading Haotian there, he had been in contact with Yang Jian many times, but it was a pity that the other party was honest with him and didn't care about him as a father at all.

Listening to Haotian, he frowned slightly.

After Yang Jian was born, Jintong and Fairy Yunhua went back to the heaven with him, but Fairy Yunhua's temperament changed drastically.

He just ignored the affairs of heaven, and was immersed in the feeling of thinking about his son all day long.

Yang Jian has cultivated to the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian in just two thousand years, and has gathered a lot of human and heavenly luck in his body, so Haotian will not give up easily.

"I'll leave this matter to you!" Haotian nodded. Looking at the current situation, it is true that he can only rely on Fairy Yunhua.

The golden boy was about to leave when suddenly a loud shout came from the western world.

"Haha, Zhunti, that's all for today, and I will come to the west in the future."

"Has Styx returned to the underworld?"

Haotian exclaimed, with excitement in his eyes, hesitated for a moment, and then said: "Jintong, follow me to the underworld first."

How could Haotian not be curious about Styx being inexplicably sanctified.

It's nothing more than the other party getting Hongyun's primordial purple energy. If it is in other ways, if it detects one or two, it is definitely a great opportunity.

"yes!"

There was a flash of light in Jintong's eyes, and he knew Haotian's intention.

Immediately, the two of them went straight to the West Heaven Gate without stopping.

In the nether sea of ​​blood at this moment, Styx looked excited, with an expression of incomparable joy.

Dealing with the angry Second Saint of the West is indeed a bit bad, but Styx is still very satisfied with this battle.

Now all creatures in the prehistoric world know that he has become a saint in the Styx, and he once played against two in the western world.

His strength is comparable to that of a sage of heaven!

"Report to the leader! Beyond the sea of ​​blood, someone who claims to be an old friend asks to see him!"

Styx had just led Taoist Mosquito back to the Blood River Hall, when Asura came to report from below.

"not see!"

Styx waved his hand with a proud expression.

He is a saint now, how can any cat or dog meet each other.

"yes!"

His Highness Asura didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly retreated.

But not long after being seated, another Asura came to report from outside the hall.

"Demon Master Kunpeng?" Ming He muttered, still waving his hands, refusing to meet.

So what about the demon master Kunpeng, he is a saint right now, and he can be the second saint of the West by himself.

The purpose of these guys coming here, without even thinking about it, must be to ask him about the method of sanctification.

How could Styx tell them the secrets of the underworld.

Before sanctification, there was not a single ghost in the blood sea.

Now that he is a saint, he just comes here one by one. He Styx is not such a casual person.

Basically all the remaining three thousand Zixiao guests from the past came, and even the remaining demon saints of the monster race also asked to see them, but Styx refused them all.

While drinking heavily in the hall, thinking about when he would go to the west for a walk again, he saw another Asura rushing towards him.

"Old Ancestor, there is a man who claims to be the Emperor of Heaven from beyond the sea of ​​blood to ask for an audience." The visitor clasped his hands together and reported loudly.

Styx, who was about to wave his hand back, was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

Now in this world, the only one who dares to call himself the Emperor of Heaven is Haotian.

This guy plotted against the saint, and even activated the God Conferred Tribulation, and now he dares to come to see him.

The Taoist boy of the former Taoist ancestor had great ambitions.

Styx rolled his eyes and shouted down, "Let him in!"

Asura, who thought that Styx was going to refuse again, was taken aback, nodded, and quickly retreated.

At this moment, there are quite a few figures standing outside the sea of ​​blood, but all of them have disappointed faces and entangled eyes.

If the Styx River hadn't been sanctified, none of them would want to come here.

The sea of ​​blood Yu Styx, the Asura clan is a sacred place, but to them, it is a filthy place.

Here they can't absorb spiritual energy at all, and they can't perceive their surroundings either. The blood mist around them is still eroding them all the time.

In the land of the sea of ​​blood, strength is greatly restricted.

Although they had just been rejected by Styx, none of them left willingly.

Many people already regretted in their hearts that they didn't make friends with Styx earlier, otherwise why would they be blocked.

Haotian, who was standing in the distance, also had worries on his face.

He came late, and when he arrived, he already knew the surrounding situation.

Those who asked to see Styx were all blocked out, and Haotian didn't know if he could see each other.

Like everyone else, he has no connection with Styx other than being a Daoist Daoist.

"Haotian! Patriarch allows you to see me, come with me." At this moment, an Asura emerged from the sea of ​​blood and shouted towards the distance.

Haotian was stunned for a moment, although he was a little annoyed by the address of the other party, he was still overjoyed.

Glancing around triumphantly, Haotian followed slowly, but Styx still couldn't ignore his identity.

Although the golden boy looked sad, he could only follow closely.

Even if Asura opened the way, he was no more than a golden immortal, and the breath of the sea of ​​blood made him very uncomfortable. It's just that the Emperor of Heaven went and had to accompany him.

The people who were unwilling to leave in the distance saw Haotian being able to go, and they were all envious in their eyes.

But in his heart he vaguely understood that this was Minghe's face for Daozu.

Not long after, the two of Haotian and Asura came to the Blood River Hall, and saw a Taoist sitting above him with a big sword from a distance.

It was the first time that Haotian came to the sea of ​​blood, and Haotian didn't have time to observe the surroundings. He hurriedly clasped his hands together, and said loudly and happily: "It's been hundreds of thousands of years since Zixiao Palace, I don't think that fellow Taoist has been sanctified. Congratulations!" ,congratulations!"

Meeting Haotian's excited face, Minghe's expression was indifferent, and he asked himself: "What's so exciting?"

Haotian plots the sage of the heavenly way and starts the calamity, but Styx doesn't care at all. It's just that his elder brother Shui Yuan is the deputy leader of Jiejiao, so it's different.

Although he didn't have much communication with Haotian, Styx didn't like it anymore.

Forehead.

Styx's indifferent attitude directly froze the enthusiastic Haotian in the field.

Beyond the sea of ​​blood, Styx rejected so many people, but he was the only one to be recruited, why such an attitude?

Haotian was a little at a loss.

But he hesitated for a while, and continued to say loudly: "Fellow Taoist became a saint, fighting against two heavenly sages alone, and his reputation is so famous that he should congratulate him."

Looking Haotian up and down, Minghe's eyes flashed a strange look, and he stepped down.

"Then what?"

Words that were neither salty nor bland came from the mouth of the Styx River.

Haotian opened his mouth, but he didn't know how to answer the words, so he froze in the field.

Styx's reaction completely exceeded his expectations.

Facing his request for an interview, Styx readily agreed that they should talk in detail now, recall the past, and tell the way of sanctification by the way.

Glancing at the dazed Haotian, Ming He shouted: "What kind of status do you have, how dare you call me a fellow Taoist?"

With a loud shout, the Qi and blood in Haotian's body surged, and his eyes were horrified.

With a thud, the golden boy lying on the ground in fright, his complexion turned pale.

All the Asura kings in the hall are Daluo Jinxian, and there is the holy power of the Styx in the air, how can they bear it.

Feeling the holy power hidden in the air, Haotian's face trembled, his face was already extremely ugly.

"Styx! What do you want to do?" Haotian asked in a deep voice with his mouth trembling.

Once in Zixiao Palace, he never had any contact with Styx, why is the other party like this.

"Hmph! You are the one who came to this seat of blood, but you actually ask this seat?" Stylo walked up to the palace, with indifference in his eyes.

Haotian was speechless immediately, not knowing how to respond.

"Throw them into the sea of ​​blood!" Styx shouted, sweeping Haotian slightly.

A jumping clown, in line with the lesson.

"Obey!"

The Asura clan around took orders loudly.

Seeing this, Haotian was shocked, and quickly shouted: "Styx! I am ordered by the Taoist ancestor to re-establish the heaven, how dare you!"

The sea of ​​blood is filthy, if it stays for a long time, the foundation may be damaged.

Styx didn't speak, but just waved his hands.

Haotian wanted to resist, but he couldn't move when the holy power fell.

Together with the golden boy who was paralyzed on the ground, they were dragged out by several Asuras.

With such an embarrassing posture, Haotian's face instantly darkened, and his eyes were filled with raging anger.

Styx did not agree to his request to see him, but he was deliberately humiliating him.

Haotian is very angry!

I went to the countryside today, only 4,000 words in one chapter, and I will fill it up tomorrow