The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian looked at the picture in front of him:

The sky fell, the earth burned, countless creatures disappeared in this disaster, and the figures flying into the sky and escaping from the ground could not escape those flying magical powers.

A bell pierced through the air on the falling 'land'. In an instant, there were countless big hands covering the bell, and countless figures appeared and chased madly...

But the big bell that flew out by itself just hummed, and the whole world was still for a moment; it was also at this moment that the big bell tore open a crack by itself, slipped into it and disappeared without a trace.

The screen is always locked on the bell.

The big clock escaped directly into the sea of ​​chaos through the crack, and floated up and down in the chaos, as if looking for something.

Until, a big hand appeared in front of the big clock, picked up the clock, shook it lightly, and two figures landed in the palm of the big hand.

It was a blood-stained boy. The boy knelt on the ground, hugging the extremely beautiful female corpse, and kept crying out of the screen...

But these are just pictures, and I can't hear what the boy is yelling.

The result of crying and begging seemed unsatisfactory, the boy's eyes were full of despair and unwillingness; he put the female corpse on the ground, and began to kowtow to the 'picture' continuously, ten, a hundred, a thousand...he kept kowtow like this.

Until, with a sigh, the young man suddenly raised his head, leaving lines of blood on his split forehead, kneeling and howling in pain.

On the top of the mountain, there are futons sitting opposite each other.

With a wave of the boy's palm, the picture scroll slowly dissipated.

Yang Jian sat there silently, still reminiscing about the scene when the chaotic clock flew out of the ancient demon court that was about to fall, and the red-eyed figures chased after him.

"You are a filial son who values ​​filial piety, so you should resonate with this little golden crow."

"But if for the sake of a word of filial piety, you have to use the lives of others to continue the life of your own mother, such a character is too selfish."

"Friar, who is not a selfish person?"

Daozi Tianyan and Yang Jian, the 'young man', talked about each other, talking about exchanging the lives of two little phoenixes for Xihe's life.

The young man sighed: "Phoenix nirvana, born from death. This is the only way to bring Xi He back to life; but I don't know whether the Xi He who came back to life with this method is the demon queen from back then, or a little phoenix that expelled the shell."

As the wind blew across the mountain, Yang Jian stared at the female corpse in the crystal coffin, pondered for a while, and made up his mind.

"Senior has already said to let me go, I shouldn't be so overreaching to obstruct senior's affairs," Yang Jian said, "Can senior say clearly, if this method is used to cure the demon queen, how sure is it?"

"Six points, or seven points." The young man spread his hands, "My ability is just like this. Although it is common to bring the dead back to life, but before Xi He died, his heart died first, his soul was shattered, and his true spirit was broken. With the supernatural power of phoenix nirvana, it is still necessary to summon her true soul. This is the most difficult step."

"Thank you senior for telling me about this."

Yang Jian cupped his hands, he could feel the boy's inexplicable affection for him; but he also knew that his life was actually in the boy's thought.

Inside the Chaos Bell, Yang Jian didn't even have a chance to fight back.

But Yang Jian didn't dare to think too much about the many things that the young man revealed 'without restraint', for fear of disturbing his Dao heart, which would be useless to his practice.

The boy asked again: "Which phoenix do you think is better to kill? I think it would be better to kill the older one."

"senior!"

"Huh?" The boy suddenly smiled and narrowed his eyes, with a little narrowness in his eyes, imitating Feng Wu's tone and said: "Is Zhenjun reluctant?"

Yang Jian smiled wryly, and said: "Feng Wu is kind to me, I can't bear to see her die. And Feng Wu regards her younger sister more than himself, if there is something wrong with her younger sister, Feng Wu may not be able to live alone."

"In other words, it's fine to kill Feng Wu. Anyway, Feng Shan seems heartless. After a few years, my sister will forget about it after she dies."

The young man said lightly, but Yang Jian couldn't refute it, that Xiaofengnv's temper was really like this.

"Senior, there are many masters in the Feng Clan..."

"Do you think they can trace the bell?"

Yang Jian didn't know what to say.

The Almighty who holds the Chaos Clock is already one of the top figures in the world, even no less than a saint.

What's even more frightening is that the Chaos Clock can travel through time and space. If you want to hide away, you won't be able to find a trace of the Dao of Heaven. Saints are still restricted by the Dao of Heaven, and the treasure of the Chaos Clock has a faint meaning of transcending the Dao of Heaven.

The most precious in the prehistoric world are indeed these innate treasures.

If you get one, you can move freely in the world.

Feng Wu, Feng Shan...

Yang Jian's hands tucked into his sleeves slowly clenched into fists, but then slowly released them; the young man in front of him was still watching with a smile, and handed over the choice of which phoenix to kill to Yang Jian's hands.

"Senior, other than taking one of their lives, is there really no other way?"

Generally speaking, this young man should come up with other ideas, and then use Yang Jian's little friendship with Feng Wu to force Yang Jian to agree to some conditions...

This is a very common routine.

However, the young man sitting in front of Yang Jian didn't follow the routine at all. It was rare for him to show seriousness. He shook his head and said, "Do you think there are so many ways to bring the dead back to life in this world? Although the Phoenix and the Golden Crow are both innate spirits, they have many similarities. Therefore, Xihe can also borrow the Nirvana magical power of the Phoenix clan."

"Is it worth exchanging a phoenix that is alive at this moment for a demon queen who has long since fallen?" Yang Jian raised eyebrows and stared, with a little dissatisfaction.

"It's worth it," the young man replied calmly, "When the liquidation is settled in the future, the gods and demons of the heavens will return, and the cycle of life and death will be reversed. The only one who can stabilize Dijun and Taiyi is Xihe."

Yang Jian stood up abruptly, staring at the young man in front of him.

The young man smiled lightly, showing elegance and peace.

liquidation? return?

This peerless power who likes to pretend to be so young at such a young age, is he wanting to say nothing today? The bombs were thrown out one after another, catching Yang Jian by surprise and shaking his mind.

What's more, the words he said didn't need to be explained at all, there was a kind of muffled voice, and Yang Jian believed it subconsciously.

"As the saying goes, the law cannot be passed on to the six ears." Yang Jian smiled wryly, "Senior said that my skills are low, but at the same time told all these things that I shouldn't know, really..."

"Haha, you will know about these things sooner or later. It's okay to tell you, it won't interfere with anything." Daozi Tianyan waved his hand, "I'll let you decide who lives and who dies earlier. Or, I'll send you out of Wuchen Realm right now. Don't ask too much about things here."

Yang Jian took out the three-pointed two-edged gun and placed it on his knee.

"This gun is still hot."

"Then I will kill Fengshan."

"If you kill Feng Shan, Feng Wu's life might be worse than death."

The young man looked at Yang Jian and snorted, "I promised others, even if that person is just a dog in my eyes, I will do it for him."

Yang Jian frowned and said, "In that case..."

"Do you want to fight with me?" The young man seemed to be looking forward to it with a half-smile.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, fighting with the owner of the Chaos Clock inside the Chaos Clock? What's more, the owner of this chaotic clock must not be weaker than Kong Xuan's power...

It doesn't have to be so complicated to find death, just find a piece of tofu and hit it.

"Senior was joking, isn't my life and death all determined by senior's thought?" Yang Jian sighed, and had to settle for the next best thing, "Please also tell me the method used by senior, maybe there can be a little turning point here."

The young man snorted: "The method I thought of, what else can you change?"

"If you don't try, I will feel uneasy."

Yang Jian got up and bowed solemnly; the young man waved his hands and turned sideways to avoid his salute.

"Forget it, if you let it go, it's really not the Yang Jian I know!" The young man seemed to be in a good mood, and teased Yang Jian a few words; Yang Jian ignored the young man's "crazy talk" and just pretended that he had never heard these "approximate" remarks.

Could it be that this boy came from the future? With the help of the Chaos Clock, it is not impossible.

At that moment, the young man told Yang Jian one by one the idea of ​​using the Phoenix to live Xi He. There were many 'morals' that Yang Jian had never heard of before. He felt very shocked, but after careful consideration, it was surprisingly reasonable.

It's just this matter, the boy kept talking about it for two hours, it was really complicated and inexplicable.

After the young man finished speaking, Yang Jian closed his eyes and meditated, and sat on the futon for half a day.

Half a day later, Yang Jian opened his eyes, looked at the young man in front of him, and said in a hoarse voice: "First kill the phoenix, take its supernatural powers, and then use another phoenix as a guide to make this phoenix nirvana... How sure are you in doing this?"

The young man froze for a moment, opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

After a while, the boy clapped his palms for the third time and laughed loudly. He leaned forward and backward while laughing, and the laughter continued.

"Okay! I will do as you say! The Phoenix clan only needs to have the blood of these two phoenixes to pass on. I really forgot that if you take away the magical powers of the dead phoenix, as long as the blood of the phoenix is ​​not cold, there is still a chance of nirvana! Don't mention the resurrection of Xihe, I am 80% sure that the lives of the two phoenixes will be spared!"

Daozi Tianyan clapped his hands and stood up, as if he was about to start slaughtering the bird immediately; Yang Jian heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw this, and finally helped Feng Wu survive the catastrophe, and he also repaid the favor for helping him forge the gun.

Just about to raise his hand, he suddenly looked at him with a half-smile and asked, "Don't you ask me for something?"

"Oh?" Yang Jian didn't know how to answer the question for a while, "Why do I have to ask my senior?"

Daozi Tianyan said softly: "The Chaos Clock can reverse yin and yang, manipulate time and space, and flow retrogradely on the long river of time. It can observe the past and the present, and can go to the future. If you want to go back and have a look, you can ask me once today. If I am in a good mood, maybe I will agree to you."