A sword to kill the immortal, the daughter who was looking for her father was shocked to become a go

At this moment, Bi Xiao's eyes are fixed on his own cards, and what he plays is called a full concentration.

The same is true for several others.

Lu Aomei was very helpless, looked at these mothers who were concentrating on playing mahjong, and asked: "Second mother?"

"Can you lend me the Sky-Mending Stone?"

At this moment, Bi Xiao lifted up the hem of her skirt excitedly, stepped on the chair with one foot excitedly, rolled up her sleeves, revealing her slender and smooth arms, and threw a card on the table.

"Haha... touch yourself!"

"Hahaha……"

Several mothers were excited and lamented.

The sound of playing mahjong, the sound of slapping the table, that is called a lively.

Lu Aomei: ...

Lu Aomei looked at this scene at this moment, and immediately supported his forehead.

At that time, Bi Xiao finally came to his senses, turned his head to look at the helpless Lu Aomei, squeezed Lu Aomei's little face fondly, and asked, "Aomei, what's the matter?"

Lu Aomei: ...

"Er Niang, lend me the Sky-Bending Stone."

At this moment, Bi Xiao won the card, feeling happy, pulled out the drawer in front of him, took out a stone and threw it to Lu Aomei casually: "Take it and play!"

As he spoke, he rubbed Lu Aomei's small face with his hands.

Lu Aomei was in the room, and was rubbed by several mothers one by one. When she came out again, her originally beautiful hair was rubbed into a chicken nest, and she looked like she was unloved.

Originally, she wanted to find more beautiful sisters for her father to serve him.

Unexpectedly, when these mothers got together, they happened to make two tables of mahjong.

Not only did father ignore it, but he also ignored many things in the manor.

Lu Aomei sighed...

When these mothers first came, they were so gentle and lovely, every move, every smile and every frown, they were all glamorous and indescribable, making one's heart flutter.

Looking at the present, even Lu Aomei's mother, Fairy Yunxiao...

are gradually assimilated.

Ugh……

Lu Aomei couldn't help sighing: "Is this the difference before and after marriage?"

Lu Aomei shook his head, turned his head from the fugue, looked at the sky-replenishing stone in his hand, and said seriously: "The most important thing is to plan the Westward Journey."

Lu Aomei took this sky-replenishing stone, but did not take it to Huaguo Mountain in Aolai Country, but directly brought it to the backyard.

"Compared to the spiritual power and immortality of Huaguo Mountain, the spiritual power and immortality in the manor is many times stronger." Lu Aomei thought so.

The sky-replenishing stone was placed in the fruit forest in the backyard. As soon as it fell to the ground, it was placed on the Nine Heavens Resting Soil, and it turned into a huge boulder.

The boulder continuously absorbed the spirit energy in the fruit forest, and unexpectedly formed a spiral aura, which crazily drilled into the boulder.

The boulder exudes a faint light, flickering, the rhythm is like the beating of the heart.

Lu Aomei gently touched the boulder, with a hint of comfort in her voice: "Little monkey, grow up quickly."

"When you grow up, travel west to preach."

"Protect all beings."

At that time, the boulder seemed to understand what Lu Aomei said, and the ray of light suddenly became a little stronger.

Seeing that Jushi is growing well, Lu Aomei felt relieved and went to help other younger sisters.

At this moment, Lu Changsheng was sitting on the reclining chair in the front yard, waving a cattail fan in one hand, and carrying a jug in the other, looking carefree and at ease.

Suddenly, a crack appeared in the space-time formation in the front yard.

"boom--"

Yang Jian jumped out of the crack, bursting out with a terrifying saint's cultivation.

This cultivation base keeps rising, blasting out, shaking the prehistoric world.

Yang Jian's consciousness diverged, and all beings in the three realms were within Yang Jian's consciousness.

He immediately came to Lu Changsheng and respectfully said, "Master!"

Yang Jian is now the owner of the manor, and seeing Lu Changsheng is very grateful: "I have lived up to the high hopes of the owner, and now I have cultivated to the level of a saint."

Lu Changsheng nodded.

It's no surprise that this saint's cultivation base is really bad.

"Well..." Lu Changsheng nodded, and said, "Your Sky Eye has been opened, once you release the power of the Sky Eye, your cultivation will be comparable to the mid-stage Hunyuan Daluo Golden Immortal."

The smile on Yang Jian's face was even wider, and he knelt down in front of Lu Changsheng immediately, with his fists folded in front of his chest, his smile restrained, and his eyes solemnly said: "Master, Yang Jian has something to ask!"

Lu Changsheng nodded, motioning for Yang Jian to continue.

"My sister and I depended on each other for life, were abandoned in the world, and experienced all the sufferings of life."

"Haotian harmed my biological father and mother like this. I must avenge this revenge. I also hope that the owner will wait for me to avenge this revenge, and then come back to serve the owner and protect the manor!"

Yang Jian's words are sincere.

Lu Changsheng opened his eyes, seeing Yang Jian's expression of unwillingness to take revenge, he waved his hand and said, "It's up to you, if you want revenge, go for it."

"However, I told you, Haotian's primordial spirit is now enshrined in the list of gods, and the primordial spirit is immortal."

Yang Jian said with a firm face, "Even so, I have to question myself."

Lu Changsheng had no choice but to give up, and sighed: "Then you go."

Yang Jian got up, saluted Lu Changsheng respectfully again, and then quickly went to the heaven.

Lingxiao Palace.

Yang Jian exuded a vast saintly aura, saluted Di Xin respectfully and said, "See Jade Emperor!"

Di Xin had already received Lu Changsheng's voice transmission, and he knew the ins and outs of Yang Jian's visit to Lingxiao Palace.

"Yang Jian, if the family changes hands today, the grievances between you and Haotian, I will give you a chance for the owner's sake."

"However, Haotian has now fallen into the list of gods and belongs to the heavenly court."

Yang Jian's face sank, and he cupped his hands and said, "I report to the Jade Emperor, Haotian treats my biological father and mother like this, I must avenge this revenge."

Seeing that Yang Jian was obsessed with obsession, Di Xin said, "I can let you see Haotian, but you should know that Haotian's primordial spirit is immortal now."

"As long as there is a magic whip." Yang Jian said coldly.

Di Xin's pupils shrank suddenly.

Anyway, this Yang Jian is also Haotian's nephew.

This nephew was so cruel to his own uncle.

Seeing this, Di Xin had no choice but to raise his hand and release Haotian from the list of gods.

Haotian's primordial spirit has become very weak and illusory.

The moment he was released, he saw Di Xin and Yang Jian with a little confusion in his eyes.

However, Haotian soon came to his senses, looked at Di Xin, and lamented: "Now, you are the Jade Emperor, and I, Haotian... have finally been on the list of gods."

At that time, when Haotian sighed, he noticed Yang Jian next to him.

He squinted his eyes, felt the eruption of the saint's cultivation on Yang Jian's body, and the terrifying intent to kill, and felt nervous.

He looked at Yang Jian, suddenly thought of something, and opened his eyes: "Yang Jian?"

Yang Jian sneered: "It's because you still recognize me."

Looking at the killing intent in Yang Jian's eyes, Haotian was full of doubts.

How did he become a saint?
And... what does the murderous intent in those eyes mean?
Haotian looked at his nephew, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, and suddenly felt a little glad that he was included in the list of gods.