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Chapter 120 Yang Jian

The surface of the bronze statue in front of me is wrapped with gold foil. I don't know why. Under the setting sun, the light on the bronze statue flickers, and the silver light shines, lifelike, and looks dignified and beautiful.

"What a peerless beauty." Yang Guang showed a hint of surprise on his face.

Although the Shi Feixuan and Huan Huan around them are both gentle and beautiful, and the other is eccentric, they are both peerless beauties. Compared with the Three Holy Mothers, they are still inferior. Although there are only bronze statues in front of them, it is probably because of the long-term manifestation of the saint.

, the bronze statue is psychic, with a quiet breath of the Three Holy Mothers. This kind of breath makes people very comfortable.

"Your Majesty, there are many poems here, probably mentioned by those scholars who traveled to study." Shi Feixuan noticed that there were many poems left on the surrounding walls and couldn't help but look at them.

"Your Majesty, why don't you also write a poem, so that the world can see the emperor's demeanor." Huanwan glanced around, and soon showed disdain.

"Shall I write a poem?" Yang Guang shook his head, but took out the Heaven-Destroying Sword and started writing on the wall.

"Xishi Yuexi Girl, comes from Zhuluo Mountain. Her beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shy her jade face. Good poem, good poem." Shi Feixuan read it carefully, and a trace of surprise suddenly appeared on her pink face. She didn't expect Yang Guang to write it.

Come up with a poem like this.

"Your Majesty, if you place this poem here, I'm afraid no one will dare to write a poem here in the future." Huanwan clapped her hands and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, please write your name quickly. If the Third Holy Mother knows that your Majesty praised her beauty, she will definitely be very happy.

of."

"The Three Holy Mothers are goddesses of a generation. How can they care about mortals like you and me? Moreover, this poem was not written by me. How can I inscribe it? Let's go!" Yang Guang still wanted to save face.

Shi Fei Xuan didn't say anything, and left with Yang Guang surrounded. Huan Huan's eyes rolled, her right index finger flew out, her sword energy spurted out, and she left the words "Da Sui Yang Guang" on the wall, and she was very happy.

Leaving happily.

At night, a divine light fell on the Temple of the Three Holy Mothers, and a quiet beauty dressed in palace clothes appeared in the main hall. She was dignified and graceful, unparalleled in beauty, and very beautiful.

"Your Majesty, someone is here." A divine light flashed beside him, and a little palace maid appeared next to her with a bun on her head, looking very cute.

"He is here, and his background is not small." The Third Holy Mother was quickly attracted by the poems on the wall.

"Xishi Crossing the River Girl, comes from Zhuluo Mountain. Her beauty conceals the present and the past, and the lotus flowers shame her jade face." The Third Holy Mother recited softly, her face slightly red. Although there were many people around her who praised her beauty, only this sentence

Poetry is the most attractive.

"Young disciple! Your Majesty, who is this Sui Dynasty Yang Guang? He is cursing your Majesty." The boy couldn't help but cursed.

"Nonsense, why is this a curse on me? Moreover, the person who wrote this poem has a great background. He is the Lord of the Sui Dynasty in Nanzhan Buzhou." The expression of the Third Holy Mother changed and she said slightly dissatisfied.

"Look, he compared you to Xi Shi. Xi Shi is not a good person, and her end is not good." The little palace maid next to her pointed at the wall and retorted loudly with her eyes widened.

"I told you to read more on weekdays, but you just don't. The emperor is praising me. Probably in the emperor's eyes, Xi Shi is a beauty, so he compares me to Xi Shi." The Third Holy Mother shook her head, and she looked quietly at the distance.

Under the lights, in the military camp, the evil spirit soared into the sky, turning into a giant bear, roaring up to the sky.

Recently, the change of imperial power in the Sui Dynasty in Nanzhan Buzhou has actually been rumored in the fairy world. She also learned a lot of news from her brother. Originally, the Li and Tang Dynasties upheld the destiny, and Sui Emperor Yang Guang would have died violently, but the destiny became turbid.

, Sui Emperor Yang Guang not only did not die, but counterattacked all the way, and had the potential to dominate the world.

For a time, the big guys in the three realms didn't know how to deal with what happened next. It was rumored that Western Buddhism had already begun to take action, and they didn't know whether it would be a good thing or a bad thing for Yang Guang.

"Huh, I told you not to show your saintliness, but you show your saintliness again." A cold snort came out, and then there was a flash of golden light, and a young man in armor stood beside the Third Holy Mother, holding a three-pointed two-edged sword. The words

Although there was a reprimand in it, it was more pampering and caring. This person was Yang Jian, the elder brother of the Three Holy Mothers, the God of War in Heaven.

"Brother." There was a smile on the peaceful face of the Third Holy Mother.

The two brothers and sisters have been dependent on each other since they were young. One became a disciple of the Chan Cult, while the other became a registered disciple of the Wa Palace. They only got together after the Battle of the Conferred Gods. From then on, Yang Jian's doting sister pattern was played out.

The Three Holy Mothers have repeatedly appeared in Nanzhan Buzhou, but Buddhism did not dare to take any action. In addition to the relationship between the Wa Palace and the Emperor of Heaven, it also has a great relationship with Yang Jian. Who doesn't know that Yang Jian's fighting power is even more powerful than Sun Wukong?

He was the defeated general. From then on, Yang Jian was said to be the God of War.

"Although the fireworks in the human world are very bright, the human world is the human world. It is not a place for you and me to stay. Let's go back to the cave! This time is different from before. No one knows what the heaven thinks about the change of dynasties in the human world. You stay in the world of mortals.

There is something wrong with it." Yang Jian looked over, was slightly startled, and said: "That is the emperor of the world."

"Yes, it is Yang Guang, the Emperor of the Sui Dynasty." The Third Holy Mother nodded.

"Sir, did that Yang Guang write a poem for the empress just now?" the maid next to her said quickly.

"Inscribe a poem? Huh, it's just a small way. Can you live forever? A good emperor doesn't do it, but he does some small things. No wonder this country was almost taken away." Yang Jian followed his gaze and saw something on the wall.

There was a hint of true dragon energy in the poem, but it was not taken seriously by Yang Jian, and he even showed disdain.

"The emperor's literary talents are outstanding, but in the eyes of his brother, he is a sign of incompetence. Alas! Perhaps it is not just his brother, but also other gods in heaven. They enjoy the incense of the world, but never take the common people in their eyes. They only know that

Asking for incense but not knowing anything in return, they are aloof and give some rewards when they are happy. When they are unhappy, they don't care about the life and death of the world. In comparison, His Majesty the Emperor is still a person who loves the people." The Third Holy Mother looked at the distance.

Military camp, with a thoughtful look on his face.

"No matter how the mortal world changes, you are still the goddess of Huashan Mountain, and this Huashan Mountain is still your dojo. You don't have to worry about this. As for the struggle for royal power in the mortal world, you must not get involved. Recently, the West is somewhat dissatisfied with your repeated appearances of saints and salvation.

That’s it.” Yang Jian warned.

"They worship me every day, and then die in Huashan. I'm afraid there is something wrong with this! Moreover, I only show my holiness around Huashan. What does it have to do with the West? Brother, is the West too overbearing?" The Three Holy Mothers suddenly said.

She is a little dissatisfied and refuses to save her. This is not her character.

"Buddhism's journey to the west is imminent. Even the Emperor of Heaven wants to gain some merits from it, not to mention Buddhism. Whoever dares to stop it will be his enemy." Yang Jian shook his head and said: "It's just a few ordinary people who die. Is it important?"


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