Time and space in the heavens

Chapter 1264 Kunlun’s Hidden Treasures

Being the God of Justice is a position that requires one to be scolded.

In heaven, plotting to usurp the throne will not work. Without him, the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother are the masters of the three realms recognized by the ancient gods, and no one can replace their status.

No matter how powerful he is as the God of Justice, he can be said to control most of the political power in heaven and a small part of the military power.

But all of this is under the wings of the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother. No matter how popular the power is, it can only be taken away by the Jade Emperor with just a word.

Anyone with a truly discerning eye can see this.

Helpless, the position of the God of Justice is too powerful, and what he does is too easy to attract hatred.

The eighth princess returned to heaven and was punished by the Queen Mother. She was thrown into the Kunlun Mountains and will never be born again. After her eight daughters were married, the Queen Mother completely tore off her mask of a loving mother and showed no mercy to her own daughters.

He even sent his cheap son-in-law Barter to the eighteenth level of hell, where he will never be reincarnated, hoping to warn the immortals in this way that this is the result of violating the laws of heaven!

Of course, this debt was once again placed on the current judicial god Yang Jian. Even Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Huang Tianhua and other comrades who fought alongside Yang Jian in the past regarded Yang Jian as his enemy!
  Even the Meishan brothers who had been following Yang Jian had some complaints about Yang Jian, and unknowingly, a grudge arose.

If it breaks out one day, it will blow up the recognized number one warrior in heaven, the god of justice who dominates the three realms, Zhenjun Zhaohui Xiansheng Erlang, to pieces!
  Yang Jian knew this situation well, but he still walked on unswervingly.

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Kunlun Mountains!
  In the place where the ancient teachings were established, most of Yuanshi Tianzun and his disciples disappeared after the great catastrophe. The remaining people either joined Buddhism to avoid cause and effect, or sealed the cave and could not escape.

The Kunlun Mountains, which stretch for thousands of miles, are towering, shrouded in clouds and mist, and contain a misty atmosphere.

Swish!
  Among the boundless phantom clouds, two figures cut through the void and appeared in the Kunlun Mountains, looking around at everything.

Dressed in white, the stunningly beautiful Lu Xueqi held the Tianya Divine Sword in her hand. Her expression was usually cold, but when she looked at the people around her, she was filled with indescribable happiness.

Ming Xiaoyang has three thousand white hair standing up with a silver crown, a plain white robe, full of energy, and a trademark frivolous smile on his lips.

"Is this Kunlun Mountain?" Lu Xueqi said leisurely, standing beside Ming Xiaoyang, looking at everything she saw.

When he came to this world last time, Ming Xiaoyang kept Lu Xueqi in his Xiaoyao Palace and almost never let him out.

The only place Lu Xueqi could reach was around Mount Jiuhua!
  Coming to this world again this time, Ming Xiaoyang has returned to those carefree days. Naturally, she will not continue to let Lu Xueqi, who is as proud as a goddess, be the canary in Xiaoyao Palace and take her all over the world.

Three mountains and five mountains, thousands of feet of red dust.

Ming Xiaoyang once took Lu Xueqi to Luoshui to visit Concubine Mi and communicate with her about what happened in ancient times; he also went with Lu Xueqi to Penglai Mountain and other Sanxian Mountains to search for Samsung; and even went to Mount Tai to visit Bixia Yuanjun.

In the blink of an eye, decades passed.

Kunlun Mountain hides countless secrets of the Immortal Family.

"Let's go." Ming Xiaoyang took Lu Xueqi's tender hand and walked in with an indescribable look of doting.

"Yes." Lu Xueqi nodded, looking happy, and started playing in Kunlun Mountain side by side with Ming Xiaoyang.

Kunlun Mountain is extremely steep. The further you go up the mountain, the colder the climate becomes. If these two people had not cultivated to the point where they were immune to cold and heat, they would have been frozen to death. Thousand-year-old snow lotus blooming in full bloom, ginseng that has been buried deep for a long time, and some demons hiding in the mountains all year round.

Compared with the world where Lu Xueqi came from, this world is infinitely better.

Along the way, each other was in a relaxed and happy mood.

"Minglang, where is this place?" I visited Kunlun Mountain for a while and traveled almost all over Kunlun.

On this day, Lu Xueqi and Ming Xiaoyang came to a cave.

The simple and old stone gate stands tall, exuding a sense of vicissitudes of life, and there is a faint chill coming from the heart.

"I don't know what to say." Ming Xiaoyang glanced at the cave in front of him, his heart moved slightly, and he immediately knew where this place was, and said casually, "If I have to say something, I can only say This is an old guy's lair where he plays tricks."

"By the way, this old guy also specially found a broken ax and placed it here to absorb the spiritual energy of the Kunlun Mountains and warm the broken axe!"

What is he saying? When Lu Xueqi heard these words, even though Bingxue was smart, she was a little confused by Ming Xiaoyang.

"Hahahaha." Before Ming Xiaoyang finished speaking, a hearty and gentle voice came from behind the stone door, "Kid, you are really smart, you discovered my identity so quickly."

"That's natural." When laughter came, Ming Xiaoyang pulled Lu Xueqi, protected her behind him, and faced the cave and said, "If I didn't have any brains, do you think I could still be alive today?"

"I'm afraid I've been plotted to death by the backhand left behind by you old guys."

Swish!
  The understatement contains profound wisdom, revealing the identity of the mysterious man who has lost his true body and only has the last trace of his soul.

Suddenly, the mysterious man hiding inside became quiet.

"It seems that you should understand what the broken ax you mentioned has to do with it?" After a long silence, the mysterious man said with a sharp tone.

Ming Xiaoyang said with a sneer on his face: "With a broken ax and a broken stone, you can set up such a shocking situation. Only you old ghosts who can't stand still can do it."

"It's okay, it's okay!" Ming Xiaoyang said with a thankful expression.

"What's good?" the person inside asked.

"Fortunately, I removed that fatal position in time, otherwise I would have to bear the blame!"

"Hahaha, even if this matter really comes to your head, Pindao believes that you can escape unscathed, because people like you will never let yourself suffer." The mysterious man told Ming Xiaoyang This is how it is defined.

"That's natural." Ming Xiaoyang nodded confidently, "Ben Zhenjun is not a hero, and he has no interest in becoming a hero who is destined to become a tragedy. It's just a matter of doing some good things occasionally, sacrificing himself to change the outdated nature. Tiao, Ben Zhenjun must be crazy!"

Having said this, Ming Xiaoyang suddenly turned his head and looked not far away from him, his eyes were extremely determined, as if he had broken through the barriers of time and space and seen through the mystery of all things in the world.

"No more, I'm going to pay a visit to the somewhat silly Princess, so I'll take my leave first." After saying so much, Ming Xiaoyang had no intention of staying, and he was not interested in the broken ax he was talking about, so he left.

(End of this chapter)