Today a mysterious big man came. Not only did he generously rent out the entire teahouse, but he also used a heavy ingot of silver to make everyone in the teahouse smile. Good wine and good food were served on the table like water, and he was very busy.
This sudden big order made the teahouse owner and his staff feel like they had fallen into a honeypot. After all, the hard work in just one day was worth the profits of the past few months.
In the center of the teahouse, a burly man with dazzling blond hair sat firmly at the head of the table. Next to him were a male and a female attendant. His behavior revealed extraordinary magnanimity and meticulous service, making people curious about the identity of this distinguished guest.
However, behind this glamor, there is an unknown secret - this eldest brother is actually the Tiger King who has successfully cultivated in the depths of Huashan Mountain and transformed into a human form.
He had great ambitions and wanted to make a name for himself in the demon world, so he gathered a group of demons in the mountains, established himself on the top of the mountain, and proclaimed himself the leader of the village. He dreamed of sitting back and enjoying the success, having the surrounding villagers pay tribute every year, and nourishing his practice with elixirs and humans and animals.
This time when he went down the mountain, the Tiger King had a more private wish - to find a wife who would stay in the village.
In his opinion, as the lord of Huashan, how can he not be accompanied by a beautiful woman? A woman as beautiful as a flower, gentle and pleasant is his ideal partner and an important symbol of his majesty as the Tiger King.
While he was leisurely drinking tea and admiring the scenery, a beautiful figure quietly broke into his sight. It was a little girl playing outside the teahouse. She had a delicate face, smart and cute, like a clear spring in the mountains, pure and flawless.
Tiger King couldn't help but his eyes lit up, and he secretly admired in his heart, this is not just luck, a poor village can have such stunning beauty.
The only thing that made him slightly regretful was that the little girl was still young and had not yet grown up to be as graceful and graceful as he had imagined.
But then he thought about it, he was the Demon King, and he had a long life. A few years, to him, was just a blink of an eye. So, a meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Come back in a few years when you are older!
Suddenly, a child appeared and stood in front of the girl. His small body stood straight and he looked directly at Brother Hu firmly.
Delaying him from appreciating the little beauty? This guy already has a plan for death!
"Crack!"
Brother Tiger slammed the table, his eyes widened in anger, and he roared at the child: "Where did you come from, little bastard? What are you doing standing there, looking for death? Get out of here!"
"Whoosh!"
At this moment, there seemed to be a flash of cold light in the child's eyes. The light was so sharp that the Tiger King's heart trembled violently. An unprecedented sense of crisis came like a tide and instantly enveloped his whole body.
He just opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but the word "I..." came out of his mouth, and then he stopped abruptly. Then, his body turned into ashes in the astonished eyes of the two attendants.
Eventually dissipated into the invisible.
When the two attendants sitting nearby saw this, their faces turned pale with fright. They looked at each other, as if they had reached some kind of tacit understanding. A strong stench rose up in the teahouse, and the two instantly transformed into their original shapes and turned into two foxes.
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Two streams of light flashed past and entered the lake not far away. Then, they disappeared without a trace like phantoms.
The surrounding villagers, on the other hand, seemed completely unaware of this sudden scene and continued to go about their business, as if everything just now was just an illusion.
It wasn't until not long after that someone started complaining about who the hell farts were that smelled so bad, and whether they were ethical anymore? Everyone covered their noses and left in a hurry, breaking the strange calm.
"Second...Second brother!" Yang Chan, the third sister of the Yang family, stared at the scene in front of her with her eyes wide open, her voice trembling, full of disbelief.
In her memory, when did the second brother, who was always naughty and mischievous and neither studied nor practiced martial arts, become so powerful?
Yang Jian gently touched his sister's head, his eyes gentle but firm: "Don't worry, Third Sister, I won't let anyone hurt you again in the future."
Yang Chan's eyes suddenly shone with happiness, her big eyes curved into a crescent shape, and she smiled sweetly: "Thank you, second brother!"
…
Kunlun Mountain is the lord of mountains and the source of pure air.
Its majestic momentum spans the sky and the earth, and it is so majestic that it seems to be able to touch the borders of Liuhe and suppress the eight wildernesses. It is vast and boundless, and it is awe-inspiring.
Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up at the endless mountain peaks, each one seems to be piercing the sky. Amidst the clouds and mist, the air of chaos is looming, revealing the most primitive and majestic power in the world.
Deep in the mountains, there are towering ancient trees. Time has carved deep marks on them, but it has also given them endless vitality and strength.
These old trees tower into the clouds, and when a few of them gather together, they can block out the sky and the sun. Their power is so great that it even surpasses the surrounding mountains. There are also ancient vines like horny dragons, entwined between the mountains, and the vines are densely covered, tightly clinging to the cliffs.
Tightly wrapped, showing a green and tough vitality.
The foot of Yuquan Mountain.
A bright divine light pierced the sky, and the figures of Yang Jian and Yao Ji slowly descended.
"Mom, just send me here. I will walk the rest of the way by myself." Yang Jian said directly.
Yao Ji nodded lightly, raised her head, and looked at the vast mountains and rivers with some envy.
These disciples of saints are the so-called immortals. They are free and unrestrained, and they can do whatever they want.
So good.
…
In Jinxia Cave, Master Yuding was taking a leisurely nap.
As a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, although he has not reached the ultimate level of cultivation, he is full of curiosity about all things in the world, especially those rare treasures and weird knowledge.
Therefore, although his cave is not luxurious, it is filled with all kinds of rare treasures and research tools, which is in sharp contrast to the splendid caves of his senior brothers.
"Dong dong dong~" A sudden knock on the door broke the silence in the cave.
Master Yuding sat up suddenly and murmured to himself: This cave is restricted, how could anyone find it so easily? Could it be that they are here to collect debts?
He couldn't help but smile bitterly when he thought of the debts he owed among his senior brothers due to his research.
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"Boom~"
The stone door suddenly opened. Master Yuding was dressed in a Taoist robe and had an immortal spirit. When he walked out slowly, he saw a young man kneeling outside the door. It was Yang Jian.
"Where did you come from, kid? Why are you here?" Master Yuding looked confused.
Yang Jian kowtowed respectfully: "Disciple Yang Jian, pay your respects to the master!"
Master Yuding was stunned when he heard this. When had he accepted such a disciple? Confused, he quickly collected Yang Jian's aura, counted it with his fingers, and suddenly fell into deep thought.
It turned out that this child did have a master-disciple relationship with him, but the fate was supposed to be ten years later. So, who brought him here in advance? Is it the master's arrangement?
After thinking for a moment, Master Yuding shook his head and decided to follow the destiny: "Yang Jian, the fate of master and disciple has not yet come to you and me. You can come back in ten years."
When Yang Jian heard this, he didn't take it seriously: "Okay, Master. The disciple will be waiting for you here for ten years."
Master Yuding was startled when he heard this, and then touched his beard.
This... seems to be no problem... right?
…
Ten years may be a long time to the mortal world, but in the heavenly world, it is just a blink of an eye, just ten days.
Yaochi Wonderland still maintains its dust-free purity and beauty.
Amidst the clouds and mist, the holy mountain stands tall and the beautiful peaks are picturesque and poetic. It seems that every wisp of wind carries fairy spirit and every leaf contains spiritual charm. Between the cracks in the rocks, clear springs gurgling, nourishing countless exotic flowers and plants.
; In the mountains and forests, auspicious animals loom, adding a bit of mystery and peace to this fairyland.
Twenty days ago, a sudden incident broke the tranquility of the heaven - the three dragons guarding the Lingxiao Palace, because of a mistake, privately stole the palace dragon ball and escaped to the mortal world, causing the Lingxiao Palace to lose the stability of the dragon ball.
, crumbling in the strong wind of the ninth heaven.
In desperation, the Jade Emperor had to temporarily stay in Yaochi, while he mobilized skilled craftsmen to repair the damaged palace.
At this moment, in the Yaochi, the Jade Emperor was lying leisurely on the splendid throne, closing his eyes and relaxing, enjoying the light and graceful singing and dancing performances of the female fairies, creating a scene of leisure and comfort.
However, this tranquility was soon broken by a hurried report.
"Report——!" A heavenly soldier hurriedly walked into the hall with a solemn look, "Report to the Jade Emperor, there is an urgent report from the clairvoyant eyes and the windy ears. The eldest princess Yao Ji has secretly descended to earth to live with a mortal Yang Tianyou, and has been in the lower world.
They spent twenty years together and had three sons. Their current whereabouts are unknown."
As soon as these words came out, the Jade Emperor's face instantly darkened and he was filled with anger.
"What?!"
He opened his eyes suddenly, his voice full of uncontrollable anger, "Immediately send an order to send Marshal Dajinwu and Tianpeng, leading a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals, to capture Yao Ji in the lower realms! At the same time, Yang Tianyou and three others
Capture the children together and execute them on the spot, causing them to vanish into ashes and fall into a place of eternal damnation!"
"Yes!" The heavenly soldiers took the order and left.
"Alas!" The Jade Emperor's heavy sigh echoed in the empty hall, and his heart was full of doubts and confusion.
It is simply unbelievable that my biological sister, the noble god in heaven, would fall in love with an ordinary person.
In his eyes, mortals are just fragile, dirty existences. He cannot understand how Yao Ji can be associated with such a humble body.
What makes him even more distressed is that, as his sister, instead of abiding by heaven's rules, she openly provokes him. Where does this leave his majesty as the Emperor of Heaven?
Doesn't she know how to come secretly?
This is provoking Tianwei!
Be punished!
While he was thinking about it, a sudden change occurred in the ninth level of heaven. A violent shock swept through him like thunder. The Jade Emperor swayed and almost fell from the throne. His face was instantly full of panic.
"Quick! Come and protect him!" the Jade Emperor shouted hurriedly, and the surrounding heavenly soldiers and generals also panicked and stepped forward to protect the Lord.
After a while, the tremors subsided, but the tense atmosphere did not dissipate.
Immediately afterwards, another heavenly soldier rushed in and knelt down to report urgently: "The Lord of Hell in the underworld sent an urgent message, saying that the evil ghosts in the eighteenth level of hell suddenly wailed collectively. The reason is unknown and the situation is strange."
Hearing this, the Jade Emperor frowned and his face became more solemn: "Is this happening? Who has cultivated the unpredictable magical power that can shake the underworld and disturb ghosts and gods?"
After saying this, he unconsciously cast his gaze in the direction of Kunlun in the lower realm. It was the holy place of cultivation for many masters and hermits, and he might be able to find a clue.
However, the Jade Emperor quickly calmed down and thought to himself: no matter who it is, they will never be able to escape from his grasp. The most urgent task now is to deal with Yao Ji's affairs and maintain the order and majesty of the heaven.
I hope something happens to Yao Ji!
"It's okay, let's continue playing music and dancing!"
…
At the foot of Huashan Mountain, Yang Mansion.
The originally peaceful and peaceful scene was broken by sudden changes. The sky was clear one moment, but was shrouded in thick dark clouds in the blink of an eye. Thunder roared and lightning flashed, as if a war was about to begin between heaven and earth.
Immediately afterwards, the unique sounds of war drums and shouts of death intertwined with each other on the battlefield, which made people feel frightened.
"Kill!" This cry, like the call of death, instantly plunged the entire Yang family into panic.
Everyone in the Yang family, including the usually busy servants and the gentle maids, were frightened by this sudden momentum and turned pale. Some even had weak legs and could not stand steadily.
They were filled with doubts, why would such a small family, with only a dozen or so servants and maids, attract so many divine weapons from the heavens?
A bit outrageous, right?
At this very tense moment.
"Boom~" The door of Yang Mansion was suddenly knocked open by an irresistible force. Amidst the flying dust, a god in golden armor slowly walked in.
He was holding a dazzling golden sword, and every step he took revealed unparalleled majesty and power, as if every step stepped heavily on the hearts of everyone present, making people suffocating.
"Dong, dong, dong..." Following his steady pace, several servants with weak psychological endurance suddenly felt dizzy and started to retching involuntarily, and the scene was chaotic.
However, in this extremely depressing atmosphere, another burst of noise rang out, and a slightly bloated god, Marshal Tianpeng, led an influx of many heavenly soldiers.
His arrival seemed to bring about a subtle change in the tense atmosphere, and everyone felt relieved.
The golden-armored god, the Great Golden Crow, had eyes as bright as a torch. After glancing at the canopy coldly, he turned his sights directly to the target of his trip - Yao Ji.
He read out the edict in a low and cold voice: "The Jade Emperor has an edict, and orders Yao Ji to be captured and brought to justice. As for the rest of the Yang family, their ashes will be crushed, executed on the spot, and thrown into a place of eternal destruction."
After saying that, Da Jinwu looked at the aunt in front of him who was holding a sharp sword and protecting everyone behind him. He took a step forward and said solemnly: "Yao Ji, do you want to resist the decree?"
Faced with this cruel will, Yao Ji's heart was filled with despair and reluctance, and she begged: "Da Jin Wu, you were raised by my aunt. My aunt can go to heaven with you, but for the sake of our flesh and blood, please, please
Let your uncle go, let your cousins go."
However, there was only coldness in the eyes of the Great Golden Crow, and he responded lightly: "In the eyes of the Great Golden Crow, there is only an oracle and no family affection!"
These words were as cold as ice, making everyone present feel unprecedented despair.
