I can enter the past lives of all beings

Chapter 325 The True Identity of the Holy Monarch

"Really? Then my mother will go to the Jiang Mansion to propose marriage today!"

Lan Caiyi looked happy.

There is not a mother in the world who does not look forward to her son getting married and going to marry someone else's big white rabbit.If Yang Gang can marry Jiang Jiang and give birth to a grandson...

There is nothing in the world that makes Lan Caiyi feel happier than this.

The catastrophe in his previous life caused Yang Jian to be lonely all his life.In this life, she vowed to let her children make up for the shortcomings of the previous life.

"Mom, why are you more anxious than me?"

Yang Gang looked at Lan Caiyi pouted to himself, couldn't help but smiled bitterly and said: "Okay, okay, I'll leave it to you to propose marriage. But, you must let me and Jiang Jiang communicate in advance, so don't scare her again." Already!"

As he spoke, he kept pushing her away. He had just returned from the mountains and seas, and he still had many things to think about.

"Air? How? Is that what you did just now..." Lan Caiyi teased.

"Yes, yes, it is what you say." Yang Gang couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly.

Finally pushed Lan Caiyi to the door.

suddenly.

She seemed to think of something, turned around and said: "By the way, in a few days it will be the ancestor sacrifice once in a thousand years in the Great Zhou Dynasty. At that time, all gods and gods will come to Shengjing as guests. As a judicial god, you have to be prepared. Let Xiaoxiao's generation disturb the peace of Shengjing."

"Ancestors?"

Yang Gang looked surprised, and asked: "Your Majesty the Holy King also needs to worship the ancestors?"

"That's natural. All living beings in the world have their ancestors, and the sage is also born from the womb. Otherwise, how can he become the lord of humanity?" Lan Caiyi responded naturally.

"The Holy Monarch...what's his last name?" Yang Gang's brows suddenly gradually frowned.

"What's the name of the holy king?"

Lan Caiyi thought for a while, and finally replied: "It seems that the surname is... Ji?"

"The Holy Monarch...surnamed Ji!"

Yang Gang exclaimed suddenly, as if a flash of lightning flashed in his mind.

next moment.

He turned his head abruptly, looking in the direction of the imperial city.

Scalp gradually has a tingling feeling.

The Lord of the Great Zhou... surnamed Ji.

In the ancient times of Shanhai, the ancestor of the Zhou Dynasty...was also surnamed Ji.

Yang Gang's head was buzzing, and countless thoughts collided in it instantly.

"After 'Shang', is it really 'Zhou'? The general trend of history really cannot be changed! So, the current emperor, is Haotian...or Jifa?"

"It is reasonable to say that Haotian was cut off by me, and it is almost impossible to climb to the top. But Ji Fa's talent..."

"No! With his talent and wisdom, no matter what, it is impossible to reach the stage of the Holy King."

"There's a problem here...a big problem!"

"Gang'er~~~"

"Gang'er~~~What's wrong with you?" Lan Caiyi's voice kept calling in his ears.

Yang Gang woke up suddenly, and said in response: "It's nothing, mother, I just remembered something suddenly."

"Oh, that's fine, that's fine."

Lan Caiyi turned around silently, hiding the worry in her eyes.

Just that moment.

She seemed to see that lonely figure in the mountains and seas again.

This child is still the same as before, he hides everything he likes in his heart, and bears it all by himself.

this life.

I must find some good housemates for him, so as not to let the past tragedies repeat the same mistakes.

Lan Caiyi thought silently in her heart.

After a while.

The servants invited craftsmen to renovate Yang Gang's bedroom.

After everyone left one after another, the bedroom became quiet again.

Yang Gang sat alone at the desk and began to think.

"Shanhai and his party...have I really succeeded in changing the past?"

"Have I really changed the status quo of future generations?"

"Who is the identity of the Holy Monarch?"

"How long has the Dharma-ending Era lasted ten thousand years after the collapse of mountains and seas? What happened at the beginning of the rise of the Holy King?"

His fingers kept tapping on the table, making a knocking sound.

Many doubts linger in his mind.

"Perhaps... I should find someone, someone who is awakening the previous life in the Dharma-ending era. Go and see that world for yourself, maybe you will understand..."

thought here.

Yang Gang exhaled lightly.

He was a little thankful for his last hidden handwriting, burying the "Shan Hai Jing" deep in the earth, and covering up his past deeds.Some parts that have to be written are replaced by the word "God and Man".

When that Book of Mountains and Seas was born.

The chapter of history has already been concluded. As long as all living beings cannot fully awaken the memories of the Shanhai period, no one can question his identity.

If the current sage is Haotian.

Because of the limitations of heaven and earth, and because of his knife that "opened peace for all generations", he must not have fully awakened the memory of the past.

Not to mention that he is not sure that he is the enemy who prevents him from attaining enlightenment.

Then... Yang Gang won a lot of time.

At least until the world returns to ancient times, neither of them should completely tear their skins apart.

immediately.

Yang Gang looked at Mingjie Changhe.

[A chance of innate chaos, a chance of three colors, a wish of all living beings, and a fortune of living beings. 】

"Look at the three-color chance first!"

"The chance of innate chaos, the will of all beings, etc., should be reserved for critical moments!"

woohoo~~~
All of a sudden, that three-color opportunity slowly burned, turning into wisps of green smoke and falling into the river of fate.

next moment.

The bright long river has a layer of waves.

"How long will I have to wait for this three-color opportunity?" Yang Gang looked out the window and began to wait silently.

Two days passed in a blink of an eye.

In the past two days, the fighting situation in the Northland remained the same, Jiuyou and Fomen fought extremely fiercely, both sides suffered heavy casualties.

But the so-called Nine Nether Demon Lord, and the existence above the Buddha of the third generation of Buddhism, never appeared.

However, Xing Tian was besieged in a cold abyss, facing the siege of tens of thousands of Buddhist monks.

And Jiang Jiang hasn't come to Hongchen Diaoyu for two days.

The scene two days ago, with her face, she probably still has her head buried in the quilt, and when she thinks about it, she feels ashamed to face others.

'Knock knock~~'

On this day, there was a rhythmic knock on the gate of the Jiang Mansion.

'crunch'

The small door on the side opened, and the porter poked his head out of it.

"The elder uncle is here, and the young lady is in the backyard! I'll open the door for you, please come in quickly!"

"Hello, Forbe."

Yang Gang nodded to the other party to say hello, and asked curiously, "Why is Jiang's residence so quiet today? Where have everyone gone?"

"Back to uncle."

Fu Bo smiled cheerfully: "The ancestor sacrifice of the Great Zhou Dynasty is coming soon. It is said that our Jiang Mansion has the same origin as the ancestor of 'Ji'. The master and the young master have been very busy during this time, and they have taken away most of the people in the mansion. The manpower has not returned to the mansion for several days."

"Oh?"

Yang Gang's eyes flashed, thoughtful.

"Please, uncle."

Uncle Fu led Yang Gang forward, and said with a smile: "It's not the turn of a small concierge to receive such a distinguished guest as my aunt. I hope my aunt will forgive me!"

"Don't, don't keep calling me uncle."

Yang Gang waved his hands quickly.

"Hey, uncle, the affairs between you and the young lady are known all over the world, and I don't know how many young ladies are envious of them. Sooner or later, sooner or later..." Fu Bo laughed cheerfully.

(End of this chapter)