Prehistoric Luo Hu Asking the Way

Yang Jian followed the heavenly general into Taoshan Mountain.

Full of doubts in his heart, he was ready to sacrifice the three-pointed and two-edged sword, but he didn't intend to do it at all, and he turned his head to lead him.

This is completely different from what Yang Jian thought in his heart!

Could it be that the god in front of him betrayed Haotian?

At the bottom of Peach Mountain, within a space, to be precise, this is a karst cave, with a radius of three thousand weak waters, and a stone platform in the center.

Sitting there was a woman in a long white dress, with a beautiful appearance, but her face was a little pale, and there were thoughts and worries in her brows.

The stone platform is only one zhang in radius, that is to say, the woman has stayed on the stone platform for decades.

Rumble! ! !

The stone door opened.

The god general walked in with Yang Jian.

"Princess, look who is here." The general said, and then retreated.

Yang Jian saw the woman in the water, and a strong kindness came to his heart.

When the woman turned around, tears flowed from Yang Jian's eyes instantly.

"Mother...I'm Yang Jian, and I'm here to save you."

Yang Jian hurriedly flew towards Yunhua.

"I'm going to step back."

Yunhua was pleasantly surprised at first, then his face changed, and he said hastily.

But it was too late, the moment Yang Jian approached the stone platform, a ray of light flashed, but it was a huge force that lifted Yang Jian away and fell into the three thousand weak water.

"My son!" Yunhua's complexion changed drastically, and he shouted hastily.

Did she know the power of the Three Thousand Weak Waters, even if a fairy fell into it, they would be assimilated, and would turn into thick water and blend into the Three Thousand Weak Waters within a short time.

Boom!

Yang Jian jumped out of the three thousand weak waters with a deep expression. He didn't expect Haotian to be so ruthless and even set up restrictions.

"Mother, don't worry, the child will definitely rescue you.

"

After Yang Jian finished speaking, a three-pointed and double-edged knife appeared in his hand. With this kind of treasure, Yang Jian was sure to split Taoshan and rescue his mother.

Of course, the most important thing is to break the restriction imposed by Haotian.

"My son can't, you broke the restriction, Taoshan collapsed, and countless people in the Taoshan area will be wiped out." Yunhua hurriedly stopped.

Seeing that Yang Jian entered the Three Thousand Weak Water without any injuries, it was Yunhua who remembered that Yang Jian was a disciple of Kong Xuan, the second generation leader of the Demonic Dao.

"Mother, does the child just watch you suffer like this?" Yang Jian's eyes were red, and there was a monstrous anger on his body.

He wished he could go to heaven and kill Haotian.

Yunhua showed hatred on his face, and said: "Being able to see you, my mother already has comfort in her heart. Being suppressed in Taoshan is the mother's own fault. This is the punishment that mother should have. You can go back."

Yang Jian saw the hatred in Yunhua's eyes, and thought it was hatred for Haotian, so he immediately said: "Mother, don't worry, the child's Hunyuan Ninth Revolution cultivated by the master is already in the realm of quasi-sage. I will definitely go to heaven to seek justice for my mother."

As he said that, Yang Jian was about to kill the heaven with a three-pointed and two-edged knife.

But Yunhua hastily stopped him, if Yang Jian hit the Heavenly Court, let alone whether there is any danger, but the cause and effect of this matter was caused by Yunhua alone, so why would he have the face to blame the Heavenly Court?

"Don't go, it's not your uncle that mother hates, but herself."

Seeing the doubt on Yang Jian's face, Yunhua told Yang Jian everything.

Back then, when Yunhua went down to the realm, Yang Tianyou plotted against him, and he had already seen through Yang Tianyou's scheme, but he still insisted on staying with Yang Tianyou.

This not only let the luck of the Heavenly Court pass away, but also greatly damaged the face of the Heavenly Court, and even made the face of the Emperor of Heaven dull.

Especially when the heavenly soldiers and generals went down to capture Yunhua, Yang Tianyou's actions were not as good as his elder son Yang Jiao, Yunhua wished he could kill Yang Tianyou alive.

"Mother, is this all true?"

Yang Jian was stunned, he was only one year old at the time, how did he remember these things?

Yang Tianyou's shamelessness made Yang Jian very angry, but it was his father after all.

"Princess, let me present that scene!"

The god general walked into the cave again, came to Yang Jian's side, waved his hand, and a picture appeared, which was the scene where the heavenly soldiers and generals went down to capture Yunhua.

When Yang Jian saw his master Kong Xuan appearing, he knew that all this was true.

"How could this be?" Yang Jian said in a daze.

If Haotian doesn't care about his family and suppresses Yunhua, then as his son, even if he dies, he will save Yunhua.

But why is it like this!

The reason why Haotian suppressed Yunhua was all for Yunhua's sake, and the removal of immortal roots was to prevent Yunhua from being overwhelmed.

"Mother, how will my son save you?" Yang Jian didn't know what to do.

"My son, go back, mother will come out after five hundred years." Yun Hua said happily.

Yang Jian has this achievement, as a mother, Yunhua is naturally very happy.

"Mother's fault, the child will be punished for you."

Yang Jian couldn't stand his mother being suppressed by Taoshan no matter what, but he couldn't resist Haotian, so he could only do this.

Yang Jian left Taoshan and flew to the heaven.

When he came to Nantianmen, Yang Jian said his teacher's gate and entered the Heavenly Court directly.

Go straight to Lingxiao Palace.

Haotian and the gods were discussing the matter of spreading the magic way to the east, and Yang Jian broke into the Lingxiao Palace.

"Bold, who are you, dare to break into Lingxiao Palace!"

A god, holding a bell and drum, glared at Yang Jian.

It was the first time for Yang Jian to go to the Lingxiao Palace, and he looked around. Inside the Lingxiao Palace, there were more than 300 gods, all of whom were above quasi-sages.

There are a few more that even Yang Jian can't see through, they are obviously Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian.

"Yunhua is my mother. I came here this time to take care of my mother. I also ask the Emperor of Heaven to release my mother." Yang Jian said to Haotian.

"Are you Yang Jiao? Or Yang Jian?" Haotian's majestic voice sounded.

Above the main hall, all the gods looked at Yang Jian. It was rumored that Yang Jiao had joined the Jiejiao, and Yang Jian had worshiped under Kong Xuan.

No matter who it is, they are all direct descendants of the Demonic Dao, so they cannot be easily provoked.

"I'm Yang Jian."

Yang Jian looked at Haotian with complicated eyes. This is his uncle, but because of his mother's affairs, he didn't know how to call him, so he simply didn't.

"Yunhua is my younger sister, the eldest princess of the Heavenly Court. You are Yunhua's child and also my nephew. Your mother violated the rules of heaven and should be punished. The rules of heaven are like knives. How can there be any reason to take over?"

Haotian said lightly.

"What if I insist on saving my mother?" Yang Jian's voice became heavy.

"Then you have two choices, one is to take my sword, and the other is to be a god in the heavenly court, and add your mother's sin to you, and make meritorious deeds."

Yang Jian fell silent, receiving Haotian's sword, he was absolutely dead.

But being a god in the heavenly court is not enough, he is a direct descendant of the demonic way, without a teacher's order, how can he be a god in the heavenly court?