don't worry about life

Third sister, do you know that you are trying to change your fate against the sky! --Yang Jian.

I don't know how long time has passed, Yang Jian gradually got used to the dim light, pain and numbness.

I don't know what the situation is outside, how the Queen Mother will deal with herself.

With a sound of "squeak", the heavy prison door was pushed open again. I was used to the darkness, but I couldn't adapt to the sudden light. Yang Jian closed his eyes, as if he was avoiding the light. Last time it was the third sister. For a while, Could it be...who?

"Cousin Erlang." Accompanied by a slight sob, Bamei called out softly, "Cousin Erlang, Bamei is here to see you!"

Yang Jian didn't open his eyes. It's not that he didn't want to see the familiar face, but he didn't know how to face it. He spoke slowly, without any warmth in his voice.

"What are you doing here, Yang Jian, you are no longer the old Yang Jian."

"No, Cousin Erlang!" Bamei hastily interrupted him, and walked a little closer, seeing such a decadent person at the moment, she felt even more sad, "I know what kind of person Cousin Erlang is, Erlang Cousin is still the same as before, but he is even more powerful, and even deceived his own sister and good brother. However, Eighth Sister was deceived once, and will not be deceived again."

What are you doing!Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, opened his eyes helplessly, his eyes were full of pity, and said: "Go back! If the Queen Mother finds out, you should be in trouble. Also...don't come again."

"Cousin Erlang, don't hurry to drive me away. I have good news for you. If you don't listen, you will regret it for the rest of your life." Bamei wiped away the tears from her face and tried her best to show a happy smile.

Yang Jian had no choice but to say nothing, waiting for Bamei to continue.

"Aunt Yao Ji is not dead, she was also released, and now, she is reuniting with Sanshengmu's family in Huashan." Eighth sister narrated the matter plainly, she knew that Yang Jian could not be indifferent to this matter, and might be sad , But, maybe he will want to go out, as long as he wants, what is it that he can't do?

"No, it's impossible! I saw my mother with my own eyes that day..." Yang Jian was really shocked. After a while, he realized the news and muttered "how could it be".

"That day, maybe it was an illusion." This is just Bamei's guess. Her mother, the empress, has always refused to tell her the reason for this.Does Cousin Erlang know too?

Yang Jian lowered his head and thought about it. On that day, he clearly saw with his own eyes that his mother was sun-drenched by the ten golden crows and turned into a piece of jade, and the jade was buried by himself... Jade?If the "mother" of that day was originally made of jade... If you think about it this way, it seems reasonable, but...why...

"Mother is still alive, that's good. The third sister has not enjoyed maternal love since she was a child. Now, she can make up for it." Yang Jian smiled. Even in this dilapidated and cold prison cell, it makes people feel like spring breeze, but this smile In it, there is clearly a trace of sadness hidden.

I don't know if my mother is still willing to recognize me as a son...

"Cousin Erlang, don't worry, mother and child are connected, I believe my aunt will understand you." The eighth sister saw Yang Jian's concern and comforted her, but she was a little uneasy, after all, those people... all hated him so much, I'm afraid he will try his best to tell the "evil things" he has done in front of Yao Ji.

"Well, I see, you go back." Yang Jian nodded, he didn't expect too much, for him, the fact that his mother was still alive was already a great comfort, so that was enough.

Bamei frowned when she heard the words, but she still had no intention of leaving, and remembered that Yang Jian should still suffer from internal injuries, so she said, "Cousin Erlang, Bamei will heal your injuries first." After that, without waiting for Yang Jian to agree or refuse , then condensed a ball of green light in the palm of his hand, and slowly transported it into Yang Jian's body. After a while, he suddenly withdrew his mana, and his beautiful eyes were full of surprise.

"It's strange, why do I feel that there is a very powerful mana protecting Cousin Erlang's heart? Although Cousin Erlang was seriously injured, he didn't hurt his heart... Or, has anyone treated Cousin Erlang before?" Are you hurt?"

"Maybe..." Yang Jian suddenly thought of the green shadow he saw before he fell into a coma, "Maybe it's the Nine Turns Mysterious Art, Master seems to have said that it has such an effect."

In fact, Yang Jian didn't know that after being injured, he was taken to the sky prison, except for the third sister who came... Logically speaking, he was injured by the ax of Kaitian God first, and then he was backlashed by his own mana, but he was already The consciousness is blurred, and now it seems that it is indeed a bit strange, but, who can protect his heart without knowing it, and who would it be?Reminiscent of the strange speech and behavior of the third sister when she came, Yang Jian couldn't help thinking, could it really be the third sister?But how and with what did she do it.

After hearing Yang Jian's explanation, Bamei felt relieved, nodded, and knew that she should go back: "Then... Cousin Erlang, Bamei will go back today, and I will come to see you in a few days."

"Okay." Yang Jian watched Bamei leave the prison, the door was not closed, Bamei took a deep look at him, turned and left.

Yang Jian felt quite helpless, and it was still the same as before...continue to close his eyes and meditate.Third sister, is that really you?The green figure appeared in his mind again, and Yang Jian suddenly opened his eyes, Baolian Lantern!

In the lower realm, Mount Hua was shrouded in darkness.

Yao Ji talked with Yang Lian and Chen Xiang for a while, and felt tired, so she went back to the house to rest.

"Third Holy Mother, let me clean it up. You were finally rescued by Chen Xiang from Mount Hua, so rest a little longer." Liu Yanchang couldn't help feeling distressed when he saw his beloved wife busy with housework, not to mention that in his heart, Yang Lian was a fairy, and How can you do such rough work.

"Aren't you too? Chen Xiang has worked hard for you all these years." Yang Lian played the image of a good wife tenderly.

"It's also my responsibility to take care of Chen Xiang! Now that he has grown up, I'm naturally gratified, how can I feel so hard!" Liu Yanchang couldn't help feeling proud when he thought of his son.

Yang Lian was startled.

It was supposed to be titled on the gold list, with a beautiful wife by his side, full of children and grandchildren, and dying... After all, I was sorry for him, myself, and too many people.

"Three Holy Mothers?" Seeing that Yang Lian lost her mind, Liu Yanchang called out in doubt.

"It's okay...it's getting late, you go to rest first, call Chen Xiang over for me, you see, Xiao Yu has gone, and Ding Xiang is gone, this child must be feeling uncomfortable, I advise him."

"Alright." Liu Yanchang was dissatisfied with his wife for sending him away so quickly, but he couldn't refute her words, so he had to call Chen Xiang in, and went back to the room, tossing and turning on the bed for a long time before he fell asleep.

"Mother?" Chen Xiang walked in, seeing Liu Yanchang's disappointed look, he was very puzzled.

"Chen Xiang, you have grown up." Yang Lian deliberately ignored Chen Xiang's doubts, and pulled Chen Xiang to sit down, "Mother's failure to participate in your growth is my life's regret."

"Mother, don't say that, Chen Xiang will spend a lot of time with you in the future."

"Chen Xiang, mother is in the heavenly court today, so you promised to be an official in heaven. For the gods in heaven, you are still too young." Yang Lian said, "But, you also need to be responsible for your own affairs."

"Mother? I don't understand what you mean..." Chen Xiang was puzzled, and vaguely felt that Yang Lian was very strange today.

Yang Lian sighed, and put on a serious look: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, the laws of heaven and morality, these cannot be changed."

"You mean...the book of life and death?" Chen Xiang stood up in surprise, "Then...the people in Liujia Village, and my father, wouldn't they...why, why? Isn't the new Tiantiao already out? ? Why, our family still can’t be together forever!”

"Chen Xiang!" Yang Lian shouted softly, then changed her tone again.

"Chen Xiang, people in Liujia Village are human beings, and your father is also human beings. As human beings, they will inevitably experience birth, old age, sickness, death, and reincarnation. Even the new rules of heaven cannot allow it. Think about it, if every immortal , are all like you, then think about it, is there still order in the Three Realms? But there is still the way of heaven to follow? Wouldn’t the Three Realms be chaotic?”

"But..." Chen Xiang wanted to refute, but found that he had no way to refute. Instead, he thought of Liu Yanchang, and felt pain in his heart. He thought that the family could live happily ever after, but now he knows this, "You... ...I can really look at my father...I can go to the Jade Emperor, I can go to the Laojun's elixir, and..."

"Chen Xiang, don't force it." Yang Lian interrupted him, "This is a person's fate."

"The Jade Emperor now orders you to assist Li Tianwang. You have to be clear that you have another responsibility on your body. You have to shoulder your responsibility and don't let your mother down to your expectations. Can you understand?"

"Mother, let me be alone for a while." Chen Xiang was hit hard, and he felt that he couldn't bear it at all, "I think, to go to heaven in advance, Li Tianwang gave me Yang Jian's original Zhenjun Temple, I, You should clean it up too."

"Well, that's fine." Chen Xiang should need time to be quiet and think about it.

"That's right." Chen Xiang walked a few steps, then turned back, took out the lotus lamp and handed it to Yang Lian, "Shengfo picked it up when he was in Kunlun Mountains, and I will return it to you. However, if the lamp oil runs out ,At once……"

"It's okay." Yang Lian took the lotus lamp, "Chen Xiang, some things are predestined by the heavens, and no one can change them." But there are some things that I can't watch just happen.

Chen Xiang left Huashan and came to the Zhenjun Temple.

Stepping into this solemn and deep hall, outside the hall, there are no heavenly soldiers guarding it in the past. Now, the place is even more lifeless. Chen Xiang can hardly imagine how Yang Jian has lived here for thousands of years.

The layout of this hall, Chen Xiang came many times, but it is still very clear.

Walking slowly inside, Chen Xiang involuntarily thought of his fourth aunt, and thought of Ding Xiang...These, the people who died because of him, and Xiaoyu whose whereabouts are still unknown...Yang Jian!If not for him!Chen Xiang clenched his fists tightly, then let them go again.

"Don't blame me, it's useless!" Chen Xiang's self-deprecating voice echoed in the empty hall.

Before he knew it, Chen Xiang had already walked to the door of the secret room, the gray and silver walls, without any warning, slowly split from the middle, and slowly moved towards the two sides.

The light inside was very dark, Chen Xiang walked in without hesitation, and the wall returned to its original position behind him.

Now it was even darker inside, Chen Xiang had to use spells to create flames to illuminate the place.

Bookshelves, many neatly arranged bookshelves, there are more books on them than what he saw when he passed the customs in Huashan. Some books are unheard of.Chen Xiang took out a book and opened it, it was written in ancient times, he couldn't understand it, so he had no choice but to put the book back to its original place.

Chen Xiang picked a book from the bookshelf and left the secret room, sat on the seat where Yang Jian used to sit and read, Chen Xiang was a little sleepy, leaned on the table, and gradually closed his eyes.

In the dream, he saw Xiaoyu, and she said to him: "Chen Xiang, forget about Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu will never come back." A pair of jade hands smoothed his frowning brows, a gust of wind blew in, and the girl's pink dress blew away with the wind. wave.

"Xiaoyu!" Chen Xiang woke up from the dream, it felt too real.