dark battle

Chapter 26

Scattered, the original human form can hardly be seen anymore.

Yang Jian focused on his luck, gathered his life's mana in his palm, and sent it to the soul that was about to drift away.

Gradually, the red light re-gathered into the shape of Ao Hong and slowly fell, being firmly caught by a pair of arms.

"Fourth princess, hold on, as long as you hold on with your mind, your soul will not disperse!"

Without any delay, he rested his right hand on the big acupoint on the back of her neck, not daring to stop for a moment to deliver mana, rested his left arm on her back knee, and rushed to the 33rd Tiandousita Palace as fast as he could.

Surrounded by green mist and raging charcoal fire, the furnishings are simple and simple, only the pillars of the corridor are carved with patterns of auspicious clouds.Entering the palace gate, bypassing the gossip alchemy furnace wrapped in golden fire in the center of the hall, Yang Jian saw the old figure who was sorting elixir and putting them into pots at a glance.

"Old gentleman, this is the soul of the fourth princess of the East China Sea, please save her."

The soul was severely damaged, and Yang Jian spoke too quickly. After a moment of reaction, Taishang Laojun said, "Who hurt her like this?"

"……it's me."

The Taishang Laojun's usually peaceful and kind eyes became complicated, and he pointed at Yang Jian in disbelief, his knuckle-protruding fingers trembling unceasingly, "You?"

"Old gentleman, Yang Jian's many evil deeds have already aroused public outrage, but she is the fourth princess of the East China Sea, so you can't just let her die."

Taishang Laojun's eyes focused on Yang Jian's face, and after a long time, he sighed: "You!"

……

The grand festival of Danyuan was held as scheduled. On the multicolored stone table, golden flowers are cups, jade calyxes are cups, and jasper is pots. Inside are fine nectar and jade liquid, fine wine, dragon liver and phoenix marrow, bear's paw and orangutan lips, delicacies and delicacies, and exotic fruits. There are countless delicacies.

All the immortals took their seats one after another and exchanged greetings.Yang Jian is the god of justice, second only to the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother, but in terms of qualifications, there are five elders, three emperors and four emperors, but they have all moved to Tianwaitian except the Taishang Laojun, so they will not come to participate in Dan Yuanhui, so the first seat of Xianchen is Taishang Laojun, the protagonist of offering alchemy, and Taibai Jinxing, who has a special status as the special envoy of the Jade Emperor, also sits at the top, so Yang Jian's seat is second, and Li Jing, the king of Tota who holds the military power Sit opposite each other, and the rest of the immortals line up one by one.

Not long after, Feng Zhuluan arrived in the shadows, and behind him was Nine Phoenix Danxia. All the immortals got up one after another, and congratulated the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother who came into the palace.

The Taishang Laojun shook his whisk, holding a gold-plated gourd in his hand, offering it to the Jade Emperor. It contained the supreme Nine-turn Golden Elixir in the heavens.Each of the nine fairy boys holding a gourd inlaid with silver holds a gourd of various colors for the immortals.

The Jade Emperor held up the golden cup and wished each other from afar: "Today's grand gathering of elixir and the grand opening of the treasure pavilion is a great event in my heavenly court. All your families can drink freely and enjoy the elixir together!"

Danyuan event

Although Ao Hong is a princess, the Dragons of the Four Seas are not among those invited by the Dan Yuanhui, and Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, is afraid of Yang Jian's power and dares not speak out. Therefore, except for Chang'e and Yang Jian, no one in the whole hall knows about it. The sad news that the four princesses of the East China Sea have died in Huangquan.

The grand festival of Danyuan opened, and as usual, Chang'e, the fairy of Guanghan, performed a dance. For a while, the fairyland was full of flowers and it was very lively.

Yang Jian's position happened to be facing Chang'e who was dancing in the palace. He was holding a gold cup and followed Chang'e's figure with his eyes.There is a lingering haze on her smiling eyebrows, which cannot be seen by others, but Yang Jian can.A close friend has just passed away, but you have to put on a smiling face and dance with joy immediately. You know how bitter and unspeakable it is. There are few women in this world who can be so tenacious.

Thousands of years have flowed from her body, her temperament is cold and self-sufficient, even a bit independent, she doesn't have many friends, they are all grown up over time, as far as Yang Jian knows, the closest one in the Three Realms is It was Yang Chan and Ao Hong. Now, one is imprisoned and the other is dead.

Caring about Ao Hong who had been sent back to the Zhenjun Temple for rest, Yang Jian only felt that the joyful sound of silk and bamboo was disturbing, so he raised his head and drank the fine wine in the cup in one gulp.

Those who flatter will live, and those who are righteous will die in vain.How many innocent people will die in vain, and how high will the price be for overturning this ancient precept?He didn't know, and no one knew at all.

After drinking for three rounds, all the immortals were a little drunk, and began to compliment each other louder and louder.The next Xiaoxian wanted to take the opportunity to chat with Zhenjun Erlang, but seeing that Yang Jian was just perfunctory, he didn't dare to speak any more.

"Erlang God." The Queen Mother, who was still laughing with the Jade Emperor just now, suddenly called Yang Jian's name.

The whole hall quickly fell silent, and hundreds of pairs of drunken eyes stared at the black-robed and silver-armored Judicial God.

Yang Jian stood up and saluted.

The Queen Mother's forehead is embellished with gold patterns of peonies, and the corners of her eyes are shining with silver stars. She is extraordinarily gorgeous and majestic. She raised the wine glass slightly to Yang Jian, and said with a smile: "Erlang God, I will punish you three cups and punish you for half a year. The well-being of the Danyuan Festival is full of bad luck, and the next time I will go out to success."

A sound of whispering spread, all the immortals whispered and pointed, some didn't care, some gloated, but most of them cast contemptuous glances at Yang Jian while sighing for Chen Xiang.

"Thank you, Madam, the little god accepts the punishment." Yang Jian thanked him with a calm face, drank three cups in a row, saluted again, and then sat down.

The Queen Mother called and persuaded the wine one after another, there were rewards and punishments, but it was neither painful nor itchy, and everyone just laughed it off.

The recent sinful karma flooded his mind, Yang Jian had no appetite at all, he drank one bottle after another of the fine wine in the pot, occasionally moved the gold tooth chopsticks, looked coldly at the drunken immortals in the hall, consciously or unconsciously Glancing at Chang'e who was seated not far away, she saw that she was holding a wine glass thoughtfully, lost in thought.

It went on like this for quite a while, and the Danyuan grand meeting was over, and all the immortals thanked each other and retreated, eight out of ten were drunk and crooked.

The bright moon outside the Yaochi seemed to be a peaceful night.

Yang Jian has always had limited drinking power, and when he had something on his mind, he unconsciously poured himself a lot of it. Fortunately, his skills as a martial artist prevented him from becoming unstable when he was drunk, but he still felt dizzy. Shan Qianying walked in front alone, she stood out from the crowd of immortals supporting each other.

Only that alienated figure remained in his eyes—she seemed to be another self in this world, and the moonlight shone on her, smudged into the most beautiful dream.

……

The lid of the three-legged silver altar was lifted, and red rays of light floated out, turning into a blond woman sitting at the desk.

Ao Hong raised her head and looked around. There were carved patterns of Xiezhi and hollowed-out sandalwood windows, bronze candlesticks and black gauze curtains...it was so dark and lonely, it could only be the Temple of the True Monarch.It's just that today is special, even the majestic Zhenjun Temple is filled with a strong smell of alcohol.

"Yang Jian, since you killed me, why did you save me?"

Yang Jian stood quietly with his back to the flickering candles, his cheeks flushed slightly from being slightly drunk, his thin lips moved, as if hesitating, and after a long while he whispered: "I know you all hate me, and you all hate me too." Look down on me."

Ao Hong was slightly taken aback - she thought Yang Jian was an arrogant person, but she didn't expect to hear him say such words, her tone seemed drunk.

Yang Jian walked slowly to the window, the lonely moonlight shone on his picturesque cheeks, outlining a sad outline, "It's been 16 years, and I've been living under the condemnation of my conscience for the past 16 years, knowing that it was Tian Tiao who came out. problem, but I can’t change it. Chen Xiang begged me hard to let his mother go, seeing the tearful child, I suddenly felt very cowardly and incompetent.”

When you draw a knife to cut off the water, the water flows even more, raise your glass to relieve your sorrow, and your sorrow is even more sorrowful.He is not a talkative person, but he has been depressed for too long, and through the drunkenness, he poured out those words that he would never say in normal times.He turned around and cast his eyes on Ao Hong, with imperceptible grief in his eyes that were blurred under the influence of alcohol, "I hate Tiantiao, I hate myself, and I hate Chang'e, but at the most critical moment, Chang'e points wake me up."

...Since you are in this position, you should do what a judicial god should do...

He walked to the seat opposite her and sat down, recovering from the memory, "We must create a person who can launch a new rule of heaven."

"...Is this person Chen Xiang?"

"Does San ShengMu know about your thoughts?"

"I didn't tell her." He paused, as if waiting for some kind of emotion to calm down, "I must make her hate me, because her hatred for me is Chen Xiang's motivation."

"Then you killed me and dispersed my soul to make Chen Xiang hate you?"

Yang Jian was silent for a long time, "I'm sorry..."

Ao Hong only felt that the faint sigh made her breathless, and she seemed to capture a trace of loneliness and fragility that she tried her best to hide in this high-ranking judicial god.No wonder, no wonder he would say such things in the Dragon Palace, it turned out that he had made up his mind a long time ago, but it was a pity that he could not understand his intentions.

"At the age when he first fell in love, it was his feelings that made him lose himself and forget his goals. You and Chang'e helped him so much, and he was protected by an invincible lotus lamp. He would never grow up. Although for a very For a child of a few years old, this is already too harsh. The children of ordinary people may still study sage books in schools, or make a living in the ordinary market, but what Chen Xiang bears is the heavy responsibility of confronting the heavens and dying at any time. Back then, I couldn't even shoulder this heavy responsibility myself, but now I have to force a child to do it...but this is the only hope."

Yang Jian's eyes shifted to the side, and the darkness of the Yang family's destruction emerged in front of his eyes.

"The more selfish point is that everyone misunderstands me and scolds me. I have tears, but I dare not shed them in front of others. I am really lonely. I don't know