I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The immortal Chanjiao traveled for half a day, and finally stopped on the hillside to rest.

There are green weeds and colorful flowers on the ground, and there are more than a dozen big trees with luxuriant branches not far away.

The little fairies leaned on the carriage, while Master Taiyi and other immortals played chess in an open and sunny place.

After getting off the carriage, Yang Jian went straight to the grove, Xiao Tiangou followed behind him.The breeze is warm, the leaves are shaking slightly, and the air is pleasant.

A fairy in white stood in the front, until the moment Yang Jian saw Zisheng, his cold and silent eyes finally became alive.

He chuckled lightly, pursed his lips and approached the other party, and the tall man hugged the other party tightly.

"Brother..." He whispered softly.

The little gods exclaimed outside: "Eh? Where did Senior Brother Yang go?"

"Ah? You were here just now, weren't you?"

Under the grove in the distance, Yang Jian took off the small box from his waist, and the small box quickly became bigger.

Yang Jian lowered his head, and while taking off the layers of small boxes, his eyes were full of smiles, but his face was calm and said: "I haven't seen you these days, I specially made some food that you haven't eaten, and I don't know if you like it." Don't like it? It doesn't matter if you don't like it, you and my brother just say it."

As he spoke, he took out something, "This is the pure white Ganoderma lucidum I found in the south. It is rich in fairy energy, and I specially replenish it for you. The spiritual energy in your body is too barren..."

Zisheng poked his head over, and aura wafted from his cheeks.

Yang Jian inadvertently raised his eyes to glance at Zisheng, stopped his fingers, and silently closed the box, swallowing back the words that came to his mouth.

Still making up for the treasures of heaven and earth?The degree to which Zisheng's aura is so rich is like a treasure of heaven and earth.

Yang Jian opened another box. The box looked light, but when he opened it, a salty sea-like smell hit his face.

"This is the dried lotus flower that I pickled. The lotus flower is fairy lotus. After I dry it, it will be about [-]% of its original weight. It can be used for dinner on weekdays."

Zisheng: ...

Hearing this, Chi Miaomiao curiously picked his hair and looked out quietly. If Zisheng was marinated into dried lotus, would it be only [-]% heavier?

It's just that when Chi Miaomiao saw the wrinkled appearance of the dried lotus, he quickly shook his head. Although the dried lotus is still beautiful when pickled, the dried lotus is too salty and unhealthy.

They settled a meal on the ground, and Yang Jian gave Zisheng most of the dishes, and Zisheng also gave Xiaotiangou a lot of meat.

Just as they were full of food and drink, they just walked out of the woods when they suddenly heard the surprised voice of the little fairy.

"Senior brother Yang, where did you find your younger brother? Why is it so beautiful?!"

younger brother?

Yang Jian's eyes were indifferent. He took Zisheng's hand and walked out. While looking down at Zisheng, he said in a low voice, "It's not my brother, it's my brother."

"Brother?" The little gods around couldn't hold back and almost laughed. One is tall and the other is short, one is calm and the other is kind. Why don't they look like brothers?

A god seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Zisheng's back in surprise.

Junior Brother Yang did have an older brother, and he even made a fuss over his older brother, but did he mean... is that older brother already dead?

Yang Jian's voice was not low, and he didn't deliberately prevent others from hearing it.As soon as these words came out, Master Taiyi and the others stopped.

The sunlight brightened the grass a bit, and along with the breeze came the high-pitched voice of the real Yuding.

"Since you have found your brother, bring it here for Master to see. During the 2000 years in Kunlun Mountain, Master only heard about his name but never saw him!"

Yang Jian's palms tightened, and as soon as Zi Sheng raised his head, Yang Jian seemed to feel something and immediately looked down and met Zi Sheng's bright eyes.

Zisheng rolled his eyes and smiled to comfort Yang Jian.

They walked away holding hands, another gust of wind blew by, and there was a cave under the hillside at their feet.According to destiny, the cave is Yang Jian's chance, and the contents inside will definitely be found by Yang Jian today and belong to Yang Jian.

The breeze blows into the cave, and three or four Tiancaidibao plants grow on the moist soil, but around the Tiancaidibao, there are poisonous weed traps that kill the gods, there are probably forty or fifty species.

Master Yuding has a regret, he always feels that his disciple is a bit hysterical, otherwise why have he always hallucinated that he has an older brother for so many years?

It's just that the world is too big, full of strange things, and it's rare for a disciple to be so powerful, so he obeyed him.

When he saw Zisheng today, he was in a daze, this is really a real person!

Obviously the other party looks young, but he can't see through the other party's cultivation.

Master Yuding is Yang Jian's master no matter what, and Zisheng thanked him for taking care of Yang Jian for many years, so he saluted Yang Jian without hesitation.

In the past, when someone saluted the jade tripod, he also gave it a symbolic support.But today, he hastily supported Zisheng, and tried his best but he couldn't make the other party really bow down.

When Yuding helped Zisheng up, he was already sweating profusely, for some reason he always had a premonition in his heart, if Zisheng really worshiped him, he would lose half of his life!

At this time, he didn't dare to underestimate Zisheng, after all he was his beloved disciple's older brother, Yu Ding asked gently: "I don't know what cultivation level you are today?"

Zisheng was slightly silent.

Yu Ding raised his eyebrows, "I don't know if you can beat my little disciple?"

He pointed to the golden fairy in the distance, and Zisheng nodded when he saw it, "It should be possible."

In the sky, Yuanshi and Zisheng had another round. He doesn't know what's going on in the world?

Hearing Yuding's words, he snorted coldly, and Zisheng smiled slightly.

Yu Ding didn't know, let alone his young disciples, even his master could fight at least three!

In the world, a few people chatted for a while, and Zisheng and Yang Jian came to a deserted place alone.

Zisheng is one of the minority, wouldn't he be lazy when he was with his own people?

The two leaned against the tree together, Zisheng's face was flawless, as smooth as jade, his eyelashes were thick and curly, and his cheeks were slightly bulging.

Yang Jian glanced at Zisheng, but couldn't hold back his hand.Rough fingers pinched Zisheng's cheek, Zisheng shook his head.

Down the hillside, dozens of poisonous flowers grew in the cave.

Looking down at Zi Sheng's face, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile and sigh, "With a face like my brother's, what woman can't fall in love with my brother?"

Zisheng blinked his eyelids and moved his lips, as if he wanted to say something.

Yang Jian raised his head and looked up at the sky, his eyes were complicated, but his tone was relaxed and he said: "How about I find a female fairy for my brother between explaining and cutting off the teaching before the Conferred Gods War is over?"

Zisheng shook his head, smiled openly with the same eyes: "There is no need to look for it, I will not marry a female fairy in this life."

"Oh?" Yang Jian lowered his head and lowered his eyes. Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Zi Sheng's face. There was nothing on his face, but there was a smile in his eyes.

On the surface, he said lazily: "My brother is not too young now, if we don't get married..."

Zisheng laughed and said, "No, I won't marry a female fairy because I have already found a male fairy and will marry him then."

Yang Jian:……

The smile froze in his eyes.

He stared blankly at Zisheng, all expressions had faded away.

"Why...how is it a male immortal?" At the end of his speech, his voice was hoarse, and there was a faint and imperceptible cruelty and murderous intent under his voice.

"Ah?" Zisheng was taken aback, looking at Yang Jian with dark eyes.

Seeing Yang Jian half-kneeling down, he leaned closer to Zi Sheng, staring into his eyes, "Is that brother above that person or below that person?"

Zisheng: ...

His scalp is numb, how does this make him say?

He paused, then stammered, "Up and down are not important..."

Yang Jian said coldly: "That's someone's fault!" After finishing speaking, he immediately transformed into a three-pointed two-edged knife, pointed at the sky, and said sharply: "Where is that person?!"

Zisheng quickly stopped Yang Jian, "I am sincere with him..."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth, his canthus cracked, and he forced it out of his throat, "But I can't let my brother be wronged!"

Zisheng shook his head hastily and said, "I've never fought for top and bottom, it wasn't forced by him!"

Looking at Zisheng's eyes, Yang Jian seemed to have sensed Zisheng's intentions, and gradually loosened his hand, but after a while, he still clenched it tightly, with a look of resentment in his eyes.

After burning incense, Yang Jian put away the knife and sat on the ground with a cold face.

Zisheng lowered his head, looking at Yang Jian's face from time to time.

Yang Jian's breath was heavy at first, then gradually became lighter, and finally he closed his eyes and turned into a universe bag.

He lowered his eyes and handed the Qiankun bag to Zisheng, and said in a low voice: "You are my brother, and getting married is also a big event. I know that my brother hasn't saved any property over the years, so I will pay the betrothal gift for my brother."

Zisheng touched the Qiankun bag, as a saint, he knew how many treasures were contained in it just by inhaling it, probably most of Yang Jian's wealth.

Zisheng's eyes moved, he took the belongings, turned his head and hugged Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's hand was hanging in the air. After hesitating for a moment, he finally put his hand down and hugged Zisheng tightly.

In the cave under the hillside, a gust of wind blew, and all the original poisonous plants and flowers disappeared, and even the four or five plants of heaven, material and earth treasures also disappeared.

Gradually, heavenly materials and earthly treasures with more powerful aura grew on the ground, filling a cave full of them, and their appearance seemed to be something out of the world.

Heavenly Court, the Heavenly Emperor repeatedly calculated, but he couldn't figure out who the person who received the saint was.

He called the gods, but the gods clasped their hands but looked blank.

"Your Majesty, I don't know! When I went to the mortal world before, it was exactly the same as the calculation of the law of heaven, but I have never seen a person with such great ability!"

The other god said "ah", "I remembered, every time we go down there is a fog, could it be the ghost of the fog?"

There are great powers in the world, but with a wave of your sleeves, you can create a fog and make people fall into another world.

The Emperor of Heaven only believed [-]% of the words of these gods. Suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he swept towards the gods with majesty, but the gods just lowered their heads and looked confused.

The Emperor of Heaven withdrew his gaze and made the gods retreat.

The hall was quiet again, and after a while, an attendant cupped his hands and said, "Your Majesty, the dragon chariot is ready, do you want to go to the mortal world?"

The Emperor of Heaven paused for a moment, and finally stood up from his throne, looking deeply into the lower realm with his eyes.

mortal world.

There seemed to be the roar of a dragon in the air, and people looked up to the clouds, as if they could vaguely see the shadow of the dragon chariot.

After a while, thunder and lightning flashed, the sky darkened, and people hid from the rain one after another.

Ao Bing stood quietly in the rain, without any waves in his eyes.

And in his brain, the giant dragon roared, "Presumptuous! Presumptuous! How dare he use my rear dragon to pull the cart?!"

Ao Bing shook his head, and said in an unclear tone: "Those dragons who have committed crimes or are not talented will be sent to the sky to pull chariots."

The giant dragon almost died of anger, "No matter what, my dragon clan is a majestic dragon! What is he trying to do like this? Using my dragon clan status to set off his status?! What is he? He deserves it!"

Ao Bing raised his eyebrows, and asked, "Is it true that the Dragon Clan can't pull carts for others anyway?"

The giant dragon was panting heavily, and was so angry that it snorted coldly, "It's not that he can't pull a cart, he! Emperor of Heaven! If he dies, then our Dragon Clan will take the initiative to pull the cart for him and give him a ride!"

Ao Bing: ...

The giant dragon paused, and then said: "If one day Daozu gets married, it will be worth our dragon clan scrambling to pull the cart!"

Ao Bing:!

He was startled, and in his consciousness, a small dragon quickly flew up to wrap around the dragon's mouth.

Well, he is an ancestor, he doesn't dare to say anything!