Apricot of the Great Desolation

Chapter 346 Arranging for the nephew's uncle

After the death of all creatures in the ancient world, their bodies were buried underground and returned to heaven and earth, with all the essence of their flesh and blood turned into nutrients.The soul sinks under the Nine Netherworlds, crosses the sea of ​​blood, and walks through the underworld before reaching the underworld.

In the underworld, there are many forces, and the Buddhist Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva is entrenched in the Yinshan Mountain. His Hunyuan cultivation base is like a burning sun, and he can save all living beings and hundreds of millions of ghosts in the ten directions.

Although they were not liked by Emperor Houtu and Fengdu, they were already standing in the realm of Hunyuan Wuji, so they would not embarrass a monk who had just realized Hunyuan.

For other forces in the underworld, this is the top big shot in the underworld and a presence that cannot be ignored.

Even the Styx in the Sea of ​​Blood, although his cultivation was higher than that of Ksitigarbha, he did not dare to show off his abilities. Ksitigarbha transformed into some Shura from time to time, but turned a blind eye.

Without him, Buddhism's Jie Yin Zheng Dao Hunyuan Wuji cannot be offended.

Taoist Taiyi, the Heavenly Lord of the Suffering Suffering, blooms in the ten directions and sits in the Qinghua Changle Realm, extraditing the souls of the dead and rescuing the suffering.

Although he is only a quasi-sage who has perfected his cultivation, no one can underestimate him, because since he has come to the underworld, he represents the three pure states of Taoism, and this power cannot be ignored.

Many ghost kings and demon lords from the Demon Sect, Demon Saint Gui Che from the Demon Clan, Bone Dragon from the Dragon Clan, Ming Feng from the Phoenix Clan, Mo Qilin from the Qilin Clan...

It can be said that almost all the top forces in the entire prehistoric era have occupied a place in reincarnation.

The human race has long buried a nail in the underworld, and to this day, the identity of this nail is already very subtle.

After Chi You's defeat in ancient times, all the creatures of the Jiuli tribe followed Chi You down and rebuilt Jiuli in the underworld.

Chi You has not yet attained enlightenment, and now he is nothing more than a quasi-sage, but in the underworld, no one is looking down on him, not even the Buddhist and Taoist families.

Because he represents the human race and the witch race, which are two behemoths, especially the human race. Even though the prehistoric times are now divided, and only one huge race has recovered from the long history, the human race still occupies the leading role in the world.

Among the three ancestors and ten emperors of the human race, except for Shi Huangcangjie who has not yet attained enlightenment, the rest are all Hunyuan. These are the twelve Hunyuan. Plus the three Hunyuan who entered the human race from the wilderness, that is the fifteen. Respect the strong Hunyuan people.

In the prehistoric times, Huang Tian used the power of humanity to exert the power of Hunyuan Wuji, and he was about to realize Hunyuan Wuji.

Therefore, although this tribe is not strong, its position in the underworld is extremely special.

In the dark underworld, a dark red city lies, and the city walls are full of mottled marks of time!

This city is not as majestic as the Heavenly Palace, not as dignified as the human capital, nor as elegant and beautiful as the demon capital. It only has chilling and majestic fighting spirit. From a distance, it looks like a war fortress.

On top of the city, tens of thousands of warriors from the Jiuli tribe were guarding the city wall. They had Taiyi cultivation level, and the guarding generals were two Da Luo.

This place is different from the human capital in the world. There are no technological creations. Erlang of the Jiuli tribe firmly believes that the power should be attributed to himself.

A sea of ​​luck is condensed on the city, intertwined with gold and red. There is both the fire of human civilization and overwhelming luck, and the evil spirit of the Wu clan soaring into the sky with awe-inspiring fighting spirit.

In the majestic sea of ​​luck, a big man with double horns on his head could be faintly seen, his eyes opening and closing as if piercing through the entire Nine Netherworld.

When Yang Jian saw this scene, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. It was indeed a being who had once used the power of a tribe to overwhelm the Emperor Xuanyuan. Even if he had not yet attained enlightenment, he was probably one of the strongest beings among the saints.

"Excuse me, please tell me that Yang Jian from Guanjiangkou is visiting!"

The two Daluo shamans stationed at the door looked up and down, and one of them said: "It turns out that Erlang Xiansheng is in front of you. Please wait a moment, I will go in and pass the news!"

After that, he turned around and walked back, while the other guard who stayed looked at Yang Jian curiously.

Yang Jian ignored the guard's amazed gaze. He had seen this kind of gaze too much. As a famous new magical power user in the ancient world, although he was not among the Hunyuan, he was still one of the most powerful creatures.

He rarely came to the underworld. Every time he discussed with Yang Jiao, he communicated through the Huantian Mirror. As for the reason, it is difficult to explain.

Yang Jian looked at the city filled with murderous aura and couldn't help but marvel.

Different from the mainstream of the human race, the shaman clan never pays attention to merits and contributions.

Here, having a big fist is the last word. No matter how great your contribution is and how good the life of the witch clan is, people will just accept death.

In any sub-tribe of the Jiuli Tribe, their leader may not be the smartest, nor may he be the one who has contributed the most to the tribe, but he must be the most capable of fighting.

Chi You always believed that if you forget to fight, you will be in danger. No matter what time, the human race should advocate force.

Therefore, on the way to attack the heavens, the Jiuli tribe has the strongest combat power among the human race.

Thinking of this, the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly, and then he showed an expression that looked at death.

Not long after, a figure appeared at the city gate in an instant. Yang Jian only felt a breeze blowing by, and then felt his shoulders sinking.

Although Yang Jian didn't react, he didn't panic, he just turned around and saluted, "I've seen Senior Feng!"

"Hahaha, just come in when Erlang comes. The two brats at the door were only born in the fifth Yuanhui, so they don't recognize you, but you have to be more generous!" Feng Bo said with a hearty laugh.

Yang Jian quickly waved his hand and said: "It's not my fault these two little brothers, it's because Yang Jian doesn't come to the underworld often, so the new brothers from the Jiuli tribe don't know me!"

"Hey! It's good to know, you kid, you've been here for so long, and you don't even talk about coming to see me, you've been practicing in seclusion. Come, come, let me see how much you've improved!"

With that said, Uncle Feng took Yang Jian's hand and walked into the city on his own. Yang Jian said quickly:
"Senior, I'm here to see my eldest brother. We have important matters to discuss. We'll fight another day. We'll fight another day!" Yang Jian said as he was being dragged away.

"It's better to choose a different day than to hit it. If you have any urgent matters, we'll talk about it tomorrow. Now let's fight with us!"

Uncle Feng didn't look back and continued walking towards the place where the Jiuli tribe specialized in fighting.

"Then you have to meet Senior Chi You first!" Yang Jian still wanted to struggle.

"The Jiuli tribe doesn't have so many rules. It's the same if we say goodbye after the fight. Even if we don't see each other, it doesn't matter!" Uncle Feng continued to move forward without stopping.

Yang Jian wanted to break free, but the body of the Wuren clan's soul had no shortcomings. In addition, Feng Bo was also a quasi-sage and perfect being. For a while, he couldn't break free.

He smiled bitterly. This was one of the reasons why he didn't want to come to the underworld.

Ever since he broke through to the quasi-sage, he had been beaten every time he came to the underworld. A group of great witches that were older than the history of the human race came to him to spar, and he was beaten badly every time.

Although Zhang Ye hung a magic sky mirror high above the ancient world, many races still like to have a real fight.

The Magic Sky Mirror is good and can greatly improve the combat experience of living beings.

Everything has advantages and disadvantages. The Fantasy Sky Mirror allows people to avoid the worry of death and injury, but it also prevents people from the experience of risking death and living again.

There are great horrors and great opportunities between life and death. Even if it is just a sparring match, in the world of Huantian Mirror, even if the pain on the body during the sparring is real, once out of the Huantian Mirror, I will only feel the essence. God is just a little tired.

On the second day, Yang Jian came down from the Jiuli tribe's arena in a daze, with no injuries on the surface. Only he knew what he had gone through.

"One more time before I leave!" Uncle Feng said with a smile.

"Erlang, don't let me wait to find you!" Rain Master also shouted.

"I didn't enjoy the fight just now. Let's fight again next time!" Jiufeng geared up.Yang Jian shuddered and ran out as if running away.

Again?Treat me as a fool and leave after telling my brother what happened. I can't stay in this hell for a moment!

As a disciple of Chi You, Yang Jiao was respected in the Jiuli tribe and was called the Young Master. No one would doubt that he would be the next chief of the Jiuli tribe.

As for the shaman bloodline, it is nothing among the Jiuli tribe.

After all, in the Jiuli tribe's perception, they are not a witch clan, but belong to the human clan. Therefore, as long as the leader is a human clan and his fist is big enough to subdue them, there will be no problem.

Yang Jiao's mansion is in the center of the city, not far from Chi You. When Yang Jian came to the Jiuli tribe, he naturally wanted to meet Chi You first.

He knew that the people of the Jiuli tribe didn't value these customs, but he had to do them. People don't need to be generous, but if you don't do anything, you are uneducated.

What's more, Yang Jian also came from Chanjiao, and Yuanshi Tianzun valued legal principles and rules the most.

He came all the way to the center of the city, in front of the tall dark red palace.

The palace looks very rough, completely inconsistent with the workmanship of the human race, which is known for its ingenuity, but it looks very heavy, as if what is in front of it is not a palace, but a world with various formations arranged on it.

"Explanation disciple Yang Jian, pay homage to the military master!"

He only heard a majestic voice appear in his ears: "I know you have something important, so go directly to find Jiao'er!"

Yang Jian was startled for a moment, then bowed again: "Thank you, Master!"

He no longer hesitated, turned around and walked towards Yang Jiao's cave. Looking over, he saw that the palace door where Yang Jiao was was wide open and all the formations were closed. It was obvious that he had been waiting for a long time.

When he entered it, he saw Yang Jiao sitting on the cloud bed, with the Enlightenment Tea from the Xuanyuan Realm in front of him.

Both Yang Jiao and Yang Jian had this thing, but they didn't have the face. They got this Enlightenment Tea from Chi You and Yuding.

Yang Jian sat down on the cloud bed opposite Yang Jiao, picked up the enlightenment tea and drank it in one gulp. If someone outside saw it, he would inevitably say that it was a waste of natural resources.

"How about it? This is a unique welcome ceremony of the Jiuli tribe, and others can't enjoy it!" Yang Jiao said with a smile.

Yang Jian didn't care. He knew that what Yang Jiao said was true.

The nature of the Jiuli tribe is very similar to that of the Wu tribe. They only compete with those they like. If they don't like them, they will either ignore them or kill them directly and turn them into food.

"Brother, I have found a teacher for Chenxiang, but I need your cooperation!" Yang Jian said straight to the point.

Hearing this, Yang Jiao looked serious and asked, "Who is it?"

Both Yang Jian and Yang Jiao doted on Yang Chan to the core. They loved the house as much as the crow, and naturally they also cared deeply about Agarwood.

"A third-generation disciple of Chanjiao, the son of Shi Feng, a disciple of Xuanyuan Realm, and the sage Kong Xuan!"

Yang Jiao was immediately shocked. This was not some unknown person who was chasing after Demon Master Kunpeng to kill him!
His eyes flickered, and he pointed out: "It is said that the second-generation disciples of Xuanyuanjie have never accepted a disciple!"

"Exactly!" Yang Jian had a smile on his face.

No matter when, the founding disciple is always the most favored by his master. For example, isn't Zhang Ye the first disciple of the Three Purities?

"This calamity is related to agarwood!" Yang Jiao quickly guessed the truth.

"Correct!"

Although Yang Jiao was taught by Chi You, he was also influenced by Chi You. He had a bold personality, did not stick to trivial matters, and did not like calculations.

But if you really think that he is a fool, you are totally wrong. How many creatures who can grow to this point are fools?

The reason why people don't use their brains is because they are strong enough and don't need to use their brains. But now that they are facing a saint, their brains will naturally come in handy.

Yang Jiao thought for a moment and then said, "How do you need me to help you?"

"Although Chenxiang has made up his mind for the time being, no one knows how long this determination can last. Therefore, he still needs to be given a sense of oppression! You need to know that without the person from the 33rd Heaven, you and I would not be where we are today. The truth is right!”

"You mean, you and I, as his enemies, push him forward?"

Yang Jiao looked at Yang Jian with a look of doubt on life, and Yang Jian nodded in the affirmative.

Yang Jiao's claws suddenly became numb. You can't lie to ghosts just because this is the underworld!After thinking for a while, he asked tentatively:
"Isn't this too unfair to the child? After all, he is the blood of Third Sister!"

"The person from Xuanyuan Realm said that this calamity is related to the rules of heaven. Perhaps Chenxiang is the person who can change the rules of heaven!" Yang Jian directly enlarged his move.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Yang Jiao's expression immediately became serious. After thinking for a moment, he gave a different solution:

"I'm afraid that he will be in danger on the path of seeking the truth. What if one of your men does something careless and hurts him?"

As soon as these words came out, Yang Jian suddenly began to think deeply, and Yang Jiao continued to follow the instructions:

"If you don't want to be a bad person, I'll be a good person and tell him that I'm no match for you. I'll let him flee and suffer a lot, and then I'll take him to become a disciple!"

Yang Jian was immediately petrified. Why didn't he think of this role?But now that he, a wicked person, has done what he has done, he can't let Yang Jiao be offended too!
As for Yang Jiao's attitude change, it goes without saying.

Yang Jiao and Yang Jian like Agarwood because Agarwood is Yang Chan's child. This needs to be divided into priorities. They like Agarwood because of Yang Chan.

For their brothers, Yang Tianyou Yaoji and Yang Chan are ranked first.

Seeing that Yang Jian didn't respond, Yang Jiao continued to draw a pie that could be realized:
"If you agree, I will secretly send you out of the Jiuli tribe."

"Yes!" Yang Jian answered simply. He really didn't want to get beaten before leaving.

Of course, more importantly, he felt that what Yang Jiao said made sense.

……

On the other side, there was still the small mountain village, sitting on the bed dejectedly. He had tried many ways to escape, but the restrictions placed by Yang Jian could actually be broken by him as a mortal.

The vast fairy air fills the room, and every time you take a breath, you will feel relaxed and happy. Under the wash of the fairy air, Agarwood is not hungry and thirsty, and is full of energy.

The room was very messy, and even the chairs collapsed because Agarwood picked them up and hit the ban.

Mu Ran, Chen Xiang discovered the white lotus lantern that had been squatting on the table. He walked forward, rubbed it gently, and murmured to himself:
"Strange, why haven't I seen this light before?"

　I'll finish writing it early tomorrow, and quickly adjust my biological clock. The yin and yang are reversed.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)