My brother is so stable

After all, he has only practiced for more than a hundred years, and he has practiced for hundreds of years. At the age of today's Taibai Jinxing, he might not be able to fight with today's Taibai Jinxing.

'The First World War...'

Immortal Artifact Attic, in the study near the mountain.

Yang Jian sat on the window sill, arched his left leg, and hung his right leg outside the window sill, looking at the treasure bag in his hand that was sealed up layer by layer.

Taibai Jinxing What does this mean?

He was actually very curious about the contents of this treasure bag, but after thinking about it, he still restrained his desire to explore it.

Yang Jian recalled his own practice path, and now he seemed to be able to find the shadow of Taibai Jinxing everywhere.

Many times, guests who appear in Yuquan Mountain;

The master obviously doesn't practice eight or nine profound kung fu, but he can always give me layer after layer of deeper and deeper insights;

And when I go out to practice, I always encounter dangers and opportunities one after another.

He can often experience the stories that a normal qi refiner can only encounter in a thousand years, and he can experience them once in ten or decades, which gives him more insights and allows him to stride unscrupulously on the road of cultivation.

It seems that Taibai Jinxing opened a big hand, and she never jumped out of his palm.

That feeling of powerlessness and suffocation caused Yang Jian to lose his balance several times, and even impulsively wanted to go to Lingshan to smash the saint dojo to destroy himself.

It's just that under the impulsiveness at that time, I forgot that Lingshan is now trying to make friends with Chanjiao, and thus has become a knife for the Heavenly Court to divide the Saints.

A ring within a ring, layer after layer.

It seems that these layers of calculations have condensed into a few big characters:

'Welcome to the prehistoric era. '

However, because of the treasure bag in his hand, Yang Jian felt that everything Taibai Jinxing did to him seemed to have deep meaning.

Especially that sentence...

[When you feel like you are in this situation again. 】

It seemed that while Taibai Jinxing was manipulating him, he was also exploring something, verifying something, and reminding him of something by the way.

Up to now, Yang Jian felt that he was suffering from some kind of heart disease, and began to think about the deep meaning behind these details.

Even, Yang Jian began to suspect that the resentment and emotions he had before were all calculated by that guy who likes to pretend to be an old fairy.

Terrible minister of heaven.

Yang Jian put away the treasure bag close to his body, looked at the distant mountains, and thought about the future.

He was actually a little confused.

'I seem to be living for other things all the time. '

My father has entered reincarnation, my mother has been received by my side, and my master has not been too deeply involved in my own karma. Everything is a good ending.

The breeze lingered, bringing laughter from other rooms in the attic. Xiaochan was discussing with her mother about cutting fabrics for new clothes.

In the distance, there seems to be a heavenly soldier talking about interesting things in the heavenly court, and there is also a heavenly general holding a bronze mirror to keep looking at it...

Yang Jian couldn't help chuckling to himself, these days, every big man cares so much about his own appearance.

Ok?

There seems to be something in the bronze mirror.

Yang Jian's celestial sense visited and saw a fairy dancing with a sword in the bronze mirror.

This should be a pair of lovers.

At this moment, the bronze mirror vibrated, and a cyan light shot out from the upper left corner, and a line of large characters was written on it:

'The recorder of the general's attention has started the live broadcast. '

Tianjiang's eyes lit up, and he quickly slid on the bronze mirror a few times. The mirror surface of the bronze mirror vibrated, and there was a brisk sound of gongs and drums, showing the Taotao River beside the Tianhe River.

Yang Jian couldn't help feeling a little interested, and watched carefully:

A figure in bright silver armor popped out of the screen, and gestured towards the outside of the bronze mirror.

"Recorder of the Heavenly Court, Bian Zhuang, deputy commander of the Tianhe Navy, you are polite!

Not much nonsense, today I will give you a classic piece of banyan clapper, let's get the music going! "

As soon as the screen turned, a few meters away, several musicians played by heavenly soldiers began to perform crazily, and the real music came from a few female fairies farther away.

Along with the rhythmic drumming, Bian Zhuang grabbed a nine-toothed rake and started a solo show.

"The water of the Tianhe River is rippling, and Ben will sing!

The Tianhe water army sticks, and the demons are brought down in the water! "

What's this?

Yang Jian's forehead was covered with black lines, and he snorted slightly, expressing his disinterest in such superficial content.

With a critical gaze, Yang Jian used his immortal sense to look at it for a while, and before he knew it... a few hours passed.

As the sun set to the west, the picture of the bronze mirror came to an abrupt end, and the celestial general frowned and muttered:

"Why is the spiritual power exhausted again? This place is too far away from the heavenly court. Although Lord Xingjun allowed the bronze mirror to be taken out of the heavenly court, the spirit stone was also consumed too much.

Alas, it's really troublesome, there is no way to operate the ban when it is full of spiritual power. "

During the speech, he took out a spirit stone, put it behind the bronze mirror, and lit up several red and green gemstones on the north side of the bronze mirror.

Lord Taibai Xing?

Yang Jian couldn't help feeling interested.

He is not a man of coddling, he jumped out of the window, drove the cloud to Tian Jiang's side, and asked about the bronze mirror.

When Yang Jian heard about it, it was widely circulated in the heavenly court, and every time there was a major event in the heavenly court, the recorder of the heavenly court would broadcast it in real time.

On weekdays, these celestial court recorders will also do some tricks. The most popular one is Bian Zhuang, the deputy commander of the Tianhe Navy, who is funny, and the second is Xuanya, the heavenly court goddess of war and classification...

Yang Jian wondered: "Can the battle be broadcast with the bronze mirror?"

"Yes, yes," General Tiantian nodded and smiled, took out a spare old bronze mirror in his sleeve, and demonstrated it.