I am the real person of Yuding

Chapter 80

Walking on the rugged path in the mountains, the cool breeze blows in front of you, and Yang Jian is intoxicated by it.

Suddenly there was a very subtle sound behind him, Yang Jian became vigilant, slowed down his pace, and became puzzled: Who is it?How could it randomly appear in this mountain?

"sieve--"

Yang Jian turned his head and stretched out his hand to cast a spell.

"Yang Jian—" A familiar voice, a familiar figure, is Xiao Fu!

"Little Fu? It's you. It's been a long time." Yang Jian withdrew his magical powers, with a little joy on his face. It's great to see them in this mountain!

"You've finally woken up, and it's not in vain that the real person has worked so hard for you." Xiao Fu stepped forward and sighed.

"Hearing what you mean, I've been asleep for a long time?" Yang Jian really didn't know the time.

"Isn't it? You fell asleep for five days and five nights. The real person was so anxious that he tried his best and tried his best. He knelt down and begged Yuanshi Tianzun..." Xiaofu didn't continue talking, but still didn't Resist to speak out.

She just wanted to say it out, she just couldn't understand Qingyu's style, she had done so much for her disciple, why didn't she want him to know?

"Can you tell me? Master, she..." Yang Jian's heart tightened. In his mind, he saw the appearance of Qingyu lying on the table just now. I'm afraid he was really too tired!

"When you were brought back by the real person, you were covered in wounds all over your body. You were already dying, almost dying. You know, the real person is not good at healing. The healing method she knows is to use her own magic power to transform into the wound inside the body of the victim." Xiaofu didn't look at Yang Jian, but casually looked at the clouds in the sky.

"But the real person can't find other immortals to help. At this time, they are busy dealing with the captured goblins, and the real person doesn't seem to be willing to ask them for help."

"Even if Master looks for it, I'm afraid no one will be willing. After all, I'm a sinner in heaven." Yang Jian said with a gloomy expression, shaking his head.

"So the real person cast spells for you. For two days and two nights, without sleep, I stood outside the window and watched, protecting the real person. Luckily, I rescued you."

"Two days and two nights?" Yang Jian lowered his head, feeling a little uncomfortable.

"Well, I saved you, but the real person encountered another problem—she didn't know how to get the evil thing out of your body. The gods of heaven were also helpless against those monsters who drank the evil water. Yuanshi Tianzun gave the Jade Emperor a method to relieve the worries of heaven."

"How to do?"

"Put the monsters into the gate of reincarnation and rebirth, make them reborn, make them lose all their magic power, make them lose all memory, and start everything again."

"Is this method really effective?"

"Well, the Jade Emperor ordered someone to try it, and it really works!" Xiaofu continued: "The real person became crazy when he heard about it, and sat by your bed blankly, just looking at you so quietly, she thought , this method can never be used on you, but she really doesn't know how to help you."

"..."

"She thought, since Yuanshi Tianzun knew this method, it is very likely that her master knew more about this evil thing, so she went to see Yuanshi Tianzun, knelt in front of Tianzun's cave, and spent another two days , but Tianzun didn't see her, and didn't even send her a word."

"Why?" Yang Jian was very puzzled. If he said he would not help, why didn't he just refuse?Instead let her kneel?So long?

"I fell on the waist of the real person, and I don't know what happened. I only know that the real person went outside the cave where Yuanshi Tianzun practiced. He begged for a long time, but no one answered, and then the real person knelt there and stood guard. Two days later, Immortal Master Guangchengzi came over and persuaded Daoist to go back, saying that it was Tianzun's retreat."

"Why is this so..."

"Memory recovered?" Xiaofu walked forward casually.

"Ah."

"The real person is really good to you. The punishment of seventy-seven and forty-nine thunders can't be just said to be for others. If she is really a hypocritical person, she has taken a fancy to your bones. How can it be possible? To this extent?"

"49 punishments of thunder from heaven?" Yang Jian recalled Qingyu's appearance covered in blood when she came back from Heaven three years ago, and her expression became more and more serious.

"Perhaps you have only heard about the punishment of thunder, and you don't know much about it. You don't know its horror? I just heard that there are little demons who want to cultivate into immortals. Most of the monsters hit by the sky thunder have lost all their souls, leaving no bones left."

"Little Fu, why do you think Master is a god? What kind of person is she? I can't see through her." Yang Jian suddenly stopped walking behind Xiao Fu.

"I can't understand it either, but you asked, why does being a god have a purpose?" Xiao Fu asked back.

"Well, that's right, if you go to cultivate immortals with a purpose, then you really don't deserve to be immortals." Yang Jian turned around and wanted to go back to the small courtyard.

Walking on the winding path, my heart feels like a mess and a pool of stagnant water. I can't tell the feeling, my eyes are sore, and I feel uncomfortable.

The sky is really changeable, and it gradually became gloomy. The light rain fell as soon as it was said, and the rain hit Yang Jian's face and body, and a trace of coolness soaked into his heart.

Yang Jian raised his head and stared at the sky, full of thoughts.

A barrier rose from the mountain to isolate the rain that fell that day. The rain didn't stop, but no more drop fell on Yang Jian's body.

With such magic power, who else could be in this mountain besides her?
With a technique of shrinking the land for thousands of miles, Yang Jian returned to the small courtyard.

Under the eaves, a man in a green shirt and black hair reached out to catch the raindrops falling from the eaves, with the usual tranquility on his face.

"Master." Yang Jian saluted and called out.

"Are you back? It's good to go out for a walk, but it's a pity that it's raining." Qingyu put down her hands, and then said: "The clothes are all wet, change it, I promised you, I will give you a whole body, on the table in your room , to try to see if it fits?"

"Master..." Yang Jian wanted to say something, but he didn't seem to know what to say.

"Go."

"Thank you, Master!"

Pushing open the door, there was a pile of black clothes on the table, with black and red textures, I just took a look at it, and I liked it very much, it fits right on my body.

Yang Jian straightened his clothes and showed them in front of Qingyu like a child: "Master, do I look good in it?"

"Born with such a face, it looks good in anything!" Qingyu smiled, and it would be great if they could stay in the mountains like before, not caring about worldly affairs, "Yang Jian, if Master can help you reunite with your mother, would you like me?" Listen to the words of the master? Turn the war into a jade silk with the Heavenly Court?"

"..."

Qingyu thought about it for a long time, thinking that after coming to this mythical world, perhaps it is the most correct and the best to follow the original direction of things, just like little Nezha, who dies and lives later, and Yang Jian will be The Erlang of the Heavenly Court is right to show the sage and the true king, but the current situation is far behind!You have to figure out a way to make it happen.

(End of this chapter)