Chapter 859

After the Antarctic fairy and pan Haodong get to know each other.

Yang Jian couldn't wait to interrupt: "martial uncle, martial nephew, I need to ask Dongjun about something. Please open the Dharma array of the Taoist field to prevent outsiders from eavesdropping."

"Why is it so solemn?"

As the Antarctic fairy said, he opened the Dharma array to prevent the walls from having ears.

When the light curtain cage of the Dharma array arranged by the sage covered the whole ashram, Yang Jian, anxious about his sister's safety, immediately said, "Dongjun, you can say it now."

"When I passed by Liujia village a few days ago, I accidentally found that Liu Yanchang, a villager of the village, was actually a Huanxi Luohan among the eighteen Arhats of Buddhism and a disciple of Huanxi Buddha. Out of curiosity, I was convenient for my wife to stay and prepare to observe for some time, but I didn't expect to meet you the next day."

When pan Haodong said these words, Yang Jian immediately became angry from his heart and shouted, "what a happy arhat! What a Buddhist! OK, ok... "

"Don't be impulsive, martial nephew."

The Antarctic fairy quickly comforted him. Seeing that Yang Jian suppressed his anger, he just asked, "martial nephew, what's going on? Liu Yanchang is a happy arhat. What does it have to do with you? "

Liu Yanchang's collusion with the three Madonnas to give birth to aloes was not exposed at this time. Only Yang Jian, Xiao Tiangou and others knew that saints who knew about the three realms would not easily intervene in such a small matter.

This caused the Antarctic fairy to look confused and couldn't figure out the situation at all.

Yang Jian tried to control his mood and said slowly, "martial uncle, Liu Yanchang is my sister's husband. They gave birth to a son named Chenxiang. I thought it was just a coincidence. It was my sister's fault. I shouldn't think of anything."

"But if things are like what Dongjun said, Liu Yanchang is a happy arhat, then behind this matter, it must involve the whole Buddhism."

Knowing the causes and consequences, the Antarctic fairy quickly turned to pan Haodong and asked, "Dongjun, if Liu Yanchang really likes Luohan, why can't my nephew's heavenly eye distinguish it?"

Go straight to the core of the problem.

Worthy of being a great emperor.

Pan Haodong replied with a smile: "because Liu Yanchang has the blessing of sage mana, Erlang Zhenjun's heavenly eye naturally can't see its essence."

The Antarctic fairy continued, "how did you know about it?"

Pan Haodong smiled faintly: "I have a spiritual power different from the magic power of the divine power, which is similar to his spiritual power in the six divine powers of Buddhism. I can listen to other people's hearts, such as Xianweng you and Erlang Zhenjun. At the moment, I am doubting my identity and that I am an extraterritorial demon. I deliberately engage in things to provoke the dispute between Buddhism and Taoism."

“……”

The Antarctic fairy and Yang Jian looked at each other.

Dongjun can even find out their immature ideas. It seems impossible to accidentally find out Liu Yanchang's true identity.

Just

Dongjun's spiritual power can be seen through even the disguise imposed by the sage. Is it really so strong?

"Xiaoyou's spiritual strength is good. You can even see through the means exerted by zhunti..."

At the spotless lecture in the center of the dojo, a virtual shadow suddenly appeared.

The Antarctic fairy and Yang Jian immediately turned around, faced each other and bowed respectfully.

"See you, master!"

"See your ancestors!"

"See God."

The last sentence comes from pan Haodong.

He dared to meet the Immortal Emperor of Antarctica with the attitude of the East King, because he had the confidence, and it was all right to fall out. However, in the face of the sage Yuanshi Tianzun, he had to lower his attitude.

Sometimes, whether man or God, we have to follow our heart.

"Xiaoyou is the descendant of empress Nuwa?"

Yuanshi Tianzun, who quietly appeared, took a look at Pan Haodong and pondered over his cultivation skills and ways. There are Nu Wa's one pulse of the heaven Sutra of creation, as well as the formula of righteousness formed by integrating Haoran righteousness, sun true fire and all kinds of messy martial arts and divine skills.

And the third brother's Shangqing immortal method.

In a word.

Chaos!

However, the chaos is orderly, and the foundation is quite solid. Both flesh and soul are almost perfect, and there is a great prospect for the future.

"God, Xiaoxian really has something to do with empress Nuwa."

Pan Haodong is telling the truth, but he doesn't worry much. His disorderly relationship will annoy Nuwa's mother in the world. He is really annoyed. He can summon Nuwa's sister and aunt to prove it. There will be no problem in terms of safety.

Yuanshi Tianzun couldn't help asking, "little friend, since you are the descendant of Nuwa, why do you also practice Shangqing immortal Dharma?"

"Because I want to win the advantages of all families for my use..."

Pan Haodong gave himself a very reasonable excuse. There are many immortals in Tianting who have both Confucianism, Buddhism and Taoism, and their achievements are not low.

Including the two saints of Sanqing, Nuwa and Buddhism who have become saints, they also get together to discuss the Tao from time to time.

This is a very common thing. When hearing the speech, the first heavenly father did not worry about it. He bent his fingers a little and passed on the jade immortal method and the experience of refining utensils.

"Little friend, what you just said has been confirmed before I came. Liu Yanchang is indeed the dark son of Buddhism. This is my reward to you."

"Thank you, Lord."

Pan Haodong quickly thanked.

The complete "jade Qingxian method" and the "experience of refining utensils" of the first emperor of the Yuan Dynasty can only be practiced by worshipping under the yuxu door. It's extremely rare. Unfortunately, I didn't get the "nine turn Xuangong".

"Just step back!"

"Farewell."

After pan Haodong left.

The emperor of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty looked at Yang Jian and said, "zhunti arranged to rejoice Luohan's incarnation scholar to approach your sister Yang Chan. His purpose is to bring the Baolian lamp into Buddhism through aloes."

Yang Jian said angrily, "grandmaster, I'm going to kill Huanxi Luohan."

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't think about it, nodded and said, "yes, you can handle it by yourself. Don't worry about it. The grandmaster will block it for you."

"Master Xie!"

Yang Jian knelt down and knocked his head.

When he finished kowtowing, the ancestor had already disappeared.

At this time, the Antarctic fairy, who had been silent, came forward and said, "martial nephew, I'm glad Luohan has given birth to a son with your sister. No matter how unwilling you are, you can't change the fact that he is your brother-in-law. Why don't you let martial uncle do it for you?"

"Martial uncle, I appreciate your kindness, but Liu Yanchang... No, Huanxi Luohan must die in my hands."

Yang Jian's eyes twinkled with a strong murderous spirit.

If Liu Yanchang were only a scholar, he would really not do it.

Just like the original play, he raised his hand, but he couldn't be cruel. But now it's different. Liu Yanchang colluded with his sister and had a bad heart from the beginning. Don't blame him for being cruel and cruel.

"Martial nephew, try to be hidden. Don't let the children see it. Afterwards, find an excuse to say that 'Liu Yanchang' died in an accident. Don't affect your relationship with aloes."

The worry of the Antarctic fairy is not unreasonable. When Liu Yanchang is killed face to face, Chenxiang must hate Yang Jian. No matter what factors are behind it, children will only believe what they see. Yang Jian killed his father, which is the worst villain in in the world.

"Elder martial uncle, I will be careful."

Yang Jian forced out a smile and turned to leave the yuxu palace.

Watching him leave, the Antarctic fairy sighed.

Kill the happy arhat and ruin the Buddhist calculations. I'm afraid it will be difficult for Yang Jian to live in the future.