There is no future in making lamps

The appearance of a saint is enough to cause chaos in the heavenly court. Nothing like saving the mother with aloe, or changing the rules of the sky, can't match the impact of a saint, especially this saint, who attracts the same kind by nature.

It is not used in the previous battle of the Three Realms, but sacrificed for the construction of the heavenly court. This time it is a battle dedicated to saints. Of course, this battle is limited to Tongtian and Nuwa. Of course, it is only Tongtian himself who thinks so.

The Taishang came out from the chaotic crowd, and the gods looked at this immortal who had always only been able to refine elixirs, wondering why he came out suddenly, Tong Tian smiled and greeted the stage, "Senior Brother , are you not pretending?"

"Ah." The Empress looked up at him with her hands behind her back, "Because you are always so stubborn, if you don't look at you at all, you will be lectured by the master."

Baolian Lantern did not pay attention to the conversation between the two brothers, nor did it watch the wonderful faces of the people in the heaven. He and Yang Jian looked at each other. Yang Jian looked down at the small figure and stretched out his hand to touch it. But Chen Xiang hid behind him with a serious face, the lotus lamp jumped onto Chen Xiang's shoulder, the warm sunlight bathed his body, the light became smaller and smaller until it disappeared completely.

Watching that little figure disappear little by little, Yang Jian's heart was full of that little guy's face, stern eyebrows, green hair and attire exactly the same as his body, in a daze, Yang Jian felt something flowing down, stretched out his hand When he touched it, it was bright red blood, flowing down from the third eye on his forehead. He looked at the bright red hands, and suddenly a picture flooded into his mind. It was a fire all over the sky, and the sky was printed red. It looked redder than this blood.

"Even if it is the last light left by the five-colored stone, it will be gone when it is consumed, but even so, it is the energy transformed by merit and virtue independently. Because the energy in it is about to perish, it is even sharper, and it is possible to be able to directly look at each other for so long. He is a disciple of Yuding." Tong Tian nodded in approval, Baolian Deng cut it, thinking that this person is really a pain in the ass.

"What did you see?" Tong Tian restrained the smile on his face, "I don't have a third eye, so I can't see at all."

Yang Jian is sure that if he doesn't say it, his eyes might be gouged out, but he still doesn't want to say that there is really a spirit in the weapon that they can't see. What a surprising thing this is, Yang Jian is worried. This will directly bring troubles of destroying the Lotus Lantern.

Just when Yang Jian was struggling, a voice suddenly came out from the sky, "Stop teasing me as a disciple, that's Yuding's apprentice, do you really want to be chased and beaten by Yuding for three days and three nights?" Yuan Shi The appearance directly made the situation here even more tense, "Brother, you are also here." Yuan Shi nodded to the stage, "I am also worried about this guy who doesn't care about the consequences at all."

"Hey." Tong Tian waved his hand unwillingly, "I'm still here."

Accompanying Yuanshi appeared were the Twelve Immortals of Kunlun, the twelve disciples of Yuanshi, Master Yuding came up, pulled Yang Jian aside, looked at him silently, Yang Jian did not speak, and finally Master Yuding could only helplessly He sighed, "Is there anything I can't discuss with the master? You have to do it by yourself."

"I can." Yang Jian replied after a moment of silence, and then continued to ask, "Master, do you know the Lotus Lantern?"

"Baolian Lantern." Master Yuding narrowed his eyes, "Why do you ask this? Although it is said that it is a weapon made by Nuwa, as far as I know, the Baolian Lantern was not made by Nuwa, but has always been there. Yes, Erlang, as a teacher, I really don't want you to go after some unwarranted things."

"But this is different." Yang Jian turned his head to look at Chen Xiang, who was already nervous and didn't know what to do, and the lotus lamp tightly held in his hand, "It's a strange feeling, master, I'm afraid this disciple can only I have failed your expectations, and this inner feeling cannot keep me from pursuing it,"

Master Yuding followed his gaze and glanced at the lotus lamp indifferently, "Yes, after all, it's such a guy, it's hard not to think about it." This sentence is very light, even Yang Jian who is close Hearing that, Master Yuding finished teaching his disciples, and then looked at Chen Xiang indifferently. Is his disciple so easy to bully?

"Who are you? Are you also here to prevent me from saving my mother?" Chen Xiang shouted loudly, Kaitian Shenaxe sat on his shoulder and shook his head, because of this kid's lack of knowledge.

"Shangxian, please don't blame Chen Xiang." Chang'e walked out quickly, "Yang Jian has done a lot of evil, not only hurt his dear sister, Sanshengmu, but also killed the fourth princess of the East China Sea, Baihua Fairy was also persecuted, Shangxian, you must Get to know his true colors!"

"Yes." Nezha agreed, but was dragged back by Daoist Taiyi, "Rebel, who asked you to mix with them?"

Nezha covered his face, 'Huh? ’ He let out a sound, and looked at Daoist Taiyi inexplicably, "Master, what did you say? Didn't you tell me to stand on the side of justice?"

"I also told you that you should get along well with your seniors and don't make wrong judgments. Have you done that?" Master Taiyi reprimanded Nezha with a straight face, "You saw Yang Jian kill that man with your own eyes. Dragon Girl? Did you really see that Yang Jian harmed Fairy Baihua? Or do you really think that Yang Jian was responsible for what happened to the Three Virgins?"

Nezha opened his mouth, wanted to refute but couldn't find any evidence, so he could only puff up his face, lowered his head, and said softly, "I'm sorry, Master."

Daoist Taiyi angrily pulled him back to Chanjiao, "I said earlier, you have to trust your family, what about you? You won't grow up after so many years, and a teacher can't watch you forever."

According to the legend, the disciples of Chanjiao have always protected their shortcomings. As the chief disciple of the third generation, Yang Jian is also liked by many elders in Kunlun Mountain. The popularity is beyond words, and I forget what I want to say.

The Baolian Lantern looked at the shriveled Chen Xiang and laughed. The grandfather on Chen Xiang's shoulder also covered the lower half of his face with his sleeves, only showing the corners of his mouth. Yang Jian helplessly watched the elders find a place for him. , I am still a child who needs an adult to show up.

Daoist Yuding wiped the blood stains on Yang Jian's forehead with a handkerchief, and sighed a little while wiping, "Every time I meet him, nothing good will happen, and besides, as the chief disciple of the third generation, you are so disappointing .”

"Who did you meet?" Yang Jian's ability to focus on the key points is still good.

"That guy who doesn't look like a good person at all."

The author has something to say: By now everyone can probably see that Baolian Lantern and Yang Jian knew each other before, and then they both lost their memory. Not many people know about it, but those who are powerful know it, but they just don’t want to say it.

ps: The slag Gong next door hasn't moved a single word... I will update it today, so let me continue to code silently.