Shura Mansion was built at the foot of a mountain.
The mountain is one hundred thousand feet high, and its name is Tianming.
The mansion was huge, and there lived Lord Shura, his twenty generals, and thirty thousand Shura troops.
The entire mansion was shrouded in good fortune.
Black Hell King led Zhou Jianlai and the four of them to the center of the mansion, in front of a magnificent palace.
Pangu and Jing Guangming did not leave, and decided to advance and retreat together with Zhou Jianlai and Yang Jian.
"This-isn't this the Bullfighting Palace?"
Yang Jian looked at the palace in front of him and exclaimed.
"Have you been here?"
Zhou Jianlai asked in surprise.
Everyone else also looked at Yang Jian in surprise.
Yang Jian's consciousness enveloped the entire palace. After observing for a while, he said: "I have never been here, but this palace is built the same as the Bullfighting Palace I lived in when I was a child. The pavilion pillars, the steps, and the eaves
, all exactly the same.”
Zhou Jianlai and others were shocked when they heard this.
"Who is making a noise in front of the palace?"
The guard guarding the door saw Zhou Jianlai and several people stopping in front of the door and immediately asked.
Black Yama immediately took a step forward, bowed his hands and said, "This Young Master Yang Jian is new from outside. He has extraordinary strength. He wants to meet Lord Shura. Please help me pass the message."
As he spoke, he took out two pieces of divine crystal and handed them over.
"Your Majesty, you're welcome."
The guard waved his hand without taking it back, looked Yang Jian up and down, then looked at each other and nodded, as if he was satisfied with Yang Jian's appearance, and then said directly without asking Yang Jian's identity and purpose: "Master Yang,
Please come with me."
Yang Jian frowned, a little disgusted by the offensive look in the eyes of the two guards just now.
Zhou Jianlai said: "The owner of this place may be from our Jiuzhou, or he may even be an acquaintance of yours, Zhenjun. Go and meet him."
When Yang Jian heard this, his curiosity aroused and he followed him.
The guard led Yang Jian through the gardens and corridors, and came to the door of a side hall. He rushed inside and reported: "Your Majesty the Divine Attendant, there is a new young master who wants to see Lord Shura."
Yang Jian looked at the familiar and unfamiliar environment around him, and he couldn't help but feel as if he was revisiting his old place.
With a creak, the palace door opened.
A woman in a green shirt who looked like a fairy came out. As soon as her eyes fell on Yang Jian's face, she suddenly screamed "Ah".
Yang Jian didn't know why.
The woman in green shirt quickly walked up to Yang Jian with a shocked expression. While looking at her, she said to herself: "It looks so similar!"
Yang Jian frowned and asked, "What does it look like?"
The woman in the green shirt circled Yang Jian three times, returned to Yang Jian and said, "Your Excellency is very similar to an old acquaintance of my Lord, but you are much more mature than the person in the portrait, and you have a more majestic aura."
As she said this, she suddenly covered her mouth and started giggling with joy.
"Why are you laughing?" Yang Jian asked confused.
"It's less immature and more majestic, which makes it more suitable for my lord." The woman in the green shirt laughed, and then asked: "May I ask the young master's name? Where do you come from? What are you looking for?
My lord?"
"Jiuzhou, Yang Jian, ask Lord Shura to help me find a few people." Yang Jianyan replied concisely and concisely.
"Ah!" The woman in green shirt suddenly shouted, then she stared at her eyes, opened her small cherry mouth, and stood still in place.
Yang Jian looked at the startled look of the woman in green shirt and couldn't help but sigh helplessly. He was too lazy to speak and waited quietly for her to wake up from the freeze.
It took a while before the woman in green shirt came back to her senses.
She first stared at Yang Jian's face, then took a deep breath, suppressed her excitement, bowed to Yang Jian and saluted: "Master, please come with me."
Then he took Yang Jian to the main hall.
There was a huge portrait hanging in the main hall of the main hall, with silver armor and white robes, a spear and a horse, and a handsome young man sitting on the horse, who was obviously Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was stunned as he looked at the portrait, and suddenly understood that the woman in green shirt would have such a shocked reaction when she learned his name.
"Who is this Lord Shura? Why does he have a portrait of himself when he was young?"
Yang Jian's curiosity reached its peak in an instant.
"My lord, come out quickly and see who is here?"
The woman in green robe quickly went to the warm pavilion behind the main hall and reported to a woman in black who was practicing cross-legged on a soft couch.
The woman is extremely beautiful.
It's like stepping out of a painting.
But as a pair of eyes opened, the cold eyes made people dare not look directly, and that beautiful face seemed to be covered with nine feet of frost in an instant, with the words "Keep away from strangers" written all over it.
"Who's coming?"
The woman spoke slowly, her voice cold, as if she had come out of an ice cave.
When Yang Jian heard the voice, he wanted to take a peek with his spiritual consciousness, but he held it back for fear of being rude and offending the other person.
"People are already in the main hall, you can see for yourself."
The woman in green shirt replied.
The cold and beautiful woman opened her consciousness and glanced at the main hall, her expression suddenly froze.
After a moment, he stood up suddenly, without putting on his shoes and socks, and ran out with bare feet, turned out of the screen and appeared in Yang Jian's sight.
Looking at each other.
Yang Jian quickly searched for the woman's appearance in his mind. After a long time, he found a face that was 60-70% similar to the woman in front of him from the almost dusty memory of hundreds of thousands of years ago. He asked uncertainly: "Who are you?"
Jade beads?"
Yuzhu was his personal maid when he lived in the Bullfighting Palace.
Later, he was summoned by the Queen Mother to be dispatched.
Later, he left heaven and was never seen again.
"I...I am Yuzhu."
The cold and beautiful woman's voice trembled slightly, and she stared at Yang Jian blankly. Suddenly, crystal tears burst out of her eyes. She called out "Sir" excitedly, then took off her steps and ran towards Yang Jian, and threw herself directly into Yang Jian's arms.
Yang Jian was also a little excited when old friends reunited. He hugged Yuzhu gently and asked curiously: "Yuzhu, why are you here?"
Yuzhu hugged Yang Jian tightly, and it took a while to calm down her excitement. She let go of her embrace, wiped the tears from her face, raised her face and smiled at Yang Jian, saying: "Master, are you not dreaming? We can meet again in this lifetime."
Lord, God has treated me well."
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, and said: "What virtues and abilities can I have to make you think about me like this all the time?"
Yuzhu's cheeks suddenly turned red, and she said shyly: "In these hundreds of thousands of years, I have never forgotten the young master. The young master's voice and appearance were deeply engraved in my heart at that time, and I will never forget him.
"
Yang Jian felt that the atmosphere was not right, so he quickly changed the subject and asked again: "Yuzhu, why are you here?"
Yuzhu glanced at Yang Jian faintly, but immediately smiled and said: "I will be satisfied if I can see the young master again in this life, and I dare not ask for anything more.
Back then, the slave girl was summoned by the Queen Mother to work as an errand. On that day, she was ordered to deliver peaches to Fangzhang Mountain. Unexpectedly, she encountered a black hole storm on the way and was dragged here inexplicably.
Fortunately, I met a kind-hearted senior who taught me how to practice cultivation and helped me survive in this extremely vicious place.
Master, how did you get here?"
Yang Jian said: "I was also involved in the storm. Oh, by the way, I came to you to ask for your help with something urgent."