Chapter 7 Yang Nan, the chapter of the leader of the Chenjian alliance
Chapter 7 Yang Nan, Chen Jian
After morning.
Tiandiwengong.
"I am so angry! How dare he insult me like this! How dare he do this!
!" Yan Shenggong angrily hit the ground with his cane. If the material of the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace had not been special, it would have been drilled through by the angry Yan Shenggong.
"A vulgar man, arrogant and rude! I, a scholar, have given him enough respect, but he treats me like this! Discourteous!" Another literary monk said dissatisfied.
"When King Tianwu insulted our Wen Dao monks, we were magnanimous and did not argue with him. But now that King Tian Wu has no ancestors and insults Zhu Sheng and his grandson, we Wen Dao must do something!"
"That's right! Isn't he suspected to be someone from the upper world? I'll report it to the Heavenly Realm Palace to find out who he is!"
"What Xia Hanlin said is absolutely true. Duke Yansheng, I also think that it should be reported to the Heavenly Realm Palace." Wei Wuhou also spoke, and said to the gloomy Duke Yansheng.
"Please contact the upper realm, Zhu Sheng Mo Bao!" Yan Shenggong hesitated for a moment, but his anger finally defeated the hesitation and said in a deep voice.
When the half-sages of the Zhu Sheng lineage were sleeping today, Di Wen Palace followed Yan Sheng Gong's lead and naturally supported Yan Sheng Gong's decision.
Several strands of literary energy rushed into the depths of the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace. The Zhu Sheng calligraphy treasure wrapped in a mass of literary energy received the literary energy, and the weapon spirit revived, and a figure of immortal wind and Taoist bones floated over.
"Juniors have met Mr. Mo!" A group of literary monks saluted the Zhusheng calligraphy treasure.
"Why did you wake me up?" Mo Lao asked calmly, stroking his long beard.
Duke Yan Sheng informed Mr. Mo about what King Tianwu had done.
"Presumptuous!" Mr. Mo scolded angrily after hearing what happened.
"How dare you insult my literary skills like this! Wherever he is, I must let him know what it means to respect our ancestors!"
"Old Mo, there is no need to be like this. King Wu was a living being in the upper world that day. Our top priority is to find out his identity in the upper world." Wei Wuhou said.
"You are that boy from the Wei family." Mr. Mo looked at Wei Wuhou in surprise, "You are only one step away from being a great Confucian, but your knowledge is improving very quickly."
Marquis Wu of Wei salutes.
"Forget it, let's contact Shangjie Wen Palace first." Old Mo made a move with his hand, and the Zhu Sheng calligraphy treasure flew over immediately.
Zhu Shengbi drew several words in the void, and a picture emerged on the paper.
"I've met Mr. Mo." The man on the screen saluted Mr. Mo, "I don't know what Mr. Mo is doing."
"Have you heard anything about Lin Ran?" Mr. Mo asked, and everyone in the Heaven and Earth Wen Palace Yan Shenggong also stared at the scroll closely.
"Do you have any conflicts with him?" the person in the scroll asked with a frown.
Seeing this scene, everyone in the Tiandiwen Palace was shocked, and a bad premonition arose in their hearts.
"There are some contradictions." Mr. Mo also saw something was wrong, but continued.
"Can it be resolved?" the person in the scroll asked again.
"The vulgar man insulted Zhu Sheng and his grandson, how to resolve this conflict?" Mr. Mo said dissatisfied.
The person in the scroll pondered for a moment.
"Don't make any response, treat it coldly."
"Does this guy have a big background?" Mr. Mo frowned. He didn't scold the man in the picture, but asked first.
"It's very big... it's very big!" the person in the scroll said solemnly.
"Has our Wen Palace declined in heaven?" Mr. Mo asked doubtfully.
"No, our Wen Palace is still one of the strongest traditions in the heaven, but this Lin Ran... he is the direct descendant of the Emperor of Heaven."
Personally passed down by the Emperor of Heaven?!
Everyone, including Mr. Mo, was stunned.
They are in contact with the upper world and know the meaning of the name Emperor of Heaven.
If Emperor Zhou is the master of the human world, then the Emperor of Heaven is the master of these three major realms and the three thousand small realms! He is the supreme being who truly rules all races!
What does the direct inheritance of the Emperor of Heaven mean?
Even if Lin Ran killed Emperor Zhou, the Emperor of Heaven would at best hold him accountable and would not impose any greater punishment.
The ruler of the human world sounds nice, but for the emperor of heaven who rules the three realms, he can be replaced at any time and is not so irreplaceable.
In just a moment, Yan Shenggong and others understood why King Tianwu acted so carelessly, making the rules seem like nothing.
Personally passed down by the Emperor of Heaven...
Is there a more noble creature than him in this realm?
Beings of this status in the heavenly realm slaughtered their lower-level literary masters, and the upper-level literary masters did not dare to say anything.
Tiandao Palace is nominally one of the top forces in the Three Realms, but in fact who dares to really regard Tiandao Palace as a top force?
The anger in the hearts of Yan Shenggong and others was instantly extinguished.
I can't afford to offend...
You can't beat me in a fight, but if you have a good background, they can beat you in three realms.
How to fight this?
Do they dare to fight?
"Tell me what happened." The man in the scroll broke the deathly silence.
Duke Yansheng immediately spoke up and told the story of what happened to the people in the scroll.
After a while, the person in the scroll frowned.
"Have any of your people ever offended him?"
"No, we have never offended King Tianwu." Yan Shenggong was also puzzled. They would take the initiative to offend a young Sixth Division Martial King because they had lost their minds.
"Is it because of that Liu Tianqing?"
Apart from this reason, they couldn't think of any other answer. It couldn't be that King Tianwu was dissatisfied with their literary skills, right?
Isn't this a disease?
"No matter what the reason is, just take care of it. All the orthodox traditions in the heaven and the human world have been warned by the Emperor of Heaven. No matter what Lin Ran did in the lower realm, you are not allowed to harm him, otherwise the Emperor of Heaven will come to personally question him."
"Even if you all go to see Zhu Sheng, you must not hurt Lin Ran's hair!" the man in the scroll warned.
Yan Shenggong and others looked ugly.
What the person in the scroll means is that if King Tianwu continues to target them, they can only stay close to him and never go back to cause trouble.
This feeling made them hold their breath.
In the past, it was the Confucian scholars who used the banner of Zhu Sheng to oppress others. When have we ever experienced this kind of reverse situation?
"If the saint is still here!" Mr. Mo said dissatisfied.
"Old Mo, although the saint is strong, he is not as strong as heaven." The person in the scroll reminded vaguely.
Mo Lao Tong shrank, as if he had thought of something, and looked at the person in the picture in shock.
The person in the scroll nodded slightly, and Mr. Mo sighed quietly.
"I can't afford to offend you."
It dissipated like blue smoke, leaving only the preoccupied literary monks.
…
Prince Tianwu's Mansion.
Lin Ran walked out of the secret room, looked up in the direction of the palace, and raised a smile at the corner of his mouth.
What he said to Emperor Zhou was naturally more than just a threat.
The Great Zhou Dynasty is indeed rotten, and it is rotten to the core. It can be seen from the Confucian scholars in charge of the court that Lin Ran can accelerate the collapse of the Great Zhou Dynasty by adding fuel to the flames, but it is not so easy to truly destroy the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In a world where great power belongs to oneself, it is not easy to overthrow an ancient dynasty, especially an ancient dynasty supported by the Temple of Heaven. It is even more difficult.
If you don’t have the power to push everything aside, you have to start somewhere else.
The Emperor of Heaven was furious when he learned about the situation of the Great Zhou Dynasty. With his vision, he could naturally see the hidden dangers in the Great Zhou Dynasty. For the three nobles, the human world needed stability.
Heroes emerge from troubled times. Once the human world, a realm full of miracles, becomes chaotic, some unimaginable geniuses will inevitably be born.
The ancient war god Dugu Zangtian was like this, the ancient demon gods were like this, and the ancient rebels were like this.
The human world cannot be in chaos. This is the death order given to him by the Emperor. Emperor Zhou can die and the Great Zhou can be destroyed, but the human world must not be in chaos!
After hearing Lin Ran's report, the Emperor of Heaven immediately said that he could freely make changes, even if he killed Emperor Zhou and those ancient traditions.
With the Emperor's guarantee, Lin Ran's next actions will be much easier.
As for the chaos in the human world...
The general trend of the world is a majestic general trend accumulated bit by bit during the development of living beings. Even the three days of God, the incarnation of the will of the world, cannot easily change it. This is an iron rule of the universe.
Unless you can transcend the universe, you must abide by the iron rules of the universe, even if you are the Supreme Beginning.
Lin Ran is not afraid that the human world will stabilize, because unrest in the human world is an inevitable trend.
This is not only due to Dazhou’s internal reasons, but also...
Lin Ran looked away from the palace and looked far away at the junction of Zhongzhou and the Southern Territory.
In that mass grave, he noticed a contradictory atmosphere of destruction and recovery.
Not a sky-slayer.
Lin Ran was able to confirm that the other party was not a sky-slayer just by looking at him.
The Heaven Slaughterer would not release his breath like this. This kind of behavior is undoubtedly seeking death.
Secondly, the Heaven Slaughterer is not that weak. His true spirit level can touch the boundaries of the Six Divisions, and his cultivation level has directly returned to zero.
Even if the Heaven Slayer is seriously injured, his Quartet-level personality cannot be changed. This is the most essential true spirit of a living being and cannot be changed.
However... this young man crawling out of the cemetery is unusual.
On his body, the Immortal Pattern Black Gold Cauldron sensed the slightest trace of the origin of reincarnation.
It’s the origin, not the law!
He forcibly withdrew his gaze.
Lin Ran can't pay too much attention to this young man. His attention is not a good thing. He still doesn't know how far the Great Emperor can achieve through the Cangzhu. He can't come into contact with this world's seed of hope until he finds a way to resist it.
Lin Ran had a vague feeling about this young man that he would be an extremely key figure.
Forcibly take back the immortal soul and don't pay attention to this young man.
The place where Zhongzhou meets the Southern Territory is the mass grave.
The young man stood at the tomb blankly, breathing in the air and surrounding himself.
"Am I... dead?" The young man looked around with a confused look. Big and small dirt bags could be seen everywhere, and the place where he just climbed out was also a dirt bag, but he made it look bad.
"I am...Yang Nan, from...from...?" The memory in Yang Nan's mind is fragmented. He only knows that his name is Yang Nan, and other information cannot be pieced together into a complete memory.
"Am I dead?"
A memory emerged in Yang Nan's mind, that was the last moment of his life.
A black hand covering the sky overwhelmed him, and when he woke up again, he was already in this mass grave.
"What's going on?" The frozen thoughts slowly recovered at this moment, and the brain began to operate again. However, the feeling of confusion did not go away at all, but became even worse.
"Am I resurrected from the dead, or am I not dead at all?" Yang Nan thought doubtfully, looking down at himself. There was no damage at all. Even his clothes were intact, only stained with dust.
There is no reason that the palm that covers the sky and is filled with the aura of destruction cannot even destroy clothes.
A strong man of that level...
For some reason, a concept called Six Divisions suddenly popped into Yang Nan's mind.
"What is the Sixth Division...?" Yang Nan shook his head slightly, patted the dust on his head, and walked in a random direction.
He had no impression of this mass grave without even a tombstone, so he could only walk around and try his luck.
I don't know how long I walked in the woods, but finally, Yang Nan saw birds and smoke rising into the sky from a distance.
Overjoyed, Yang Nan immediately ran over quickly, but without replenishing his energy for a long time, coupled with the long journey, Yang Nan's eyesight went dark and he actually fainted.
Before he fell into coma, he only saw a dark shadow approaching. Before he could see the dark shadow clearly, he passed out.
When Yang Nan woke up again, he was already in a simple wooden house.
Yang Nan got off the wooden bed, opened the door and walked out.
"Are you awake?" Hearing the sound of the wooden door, the girl who was washing clothes with her back to Yang Nan turned around and said with a smile.
"Did you save me?" Yang Nan hesitated, looking at the girl's simple clothes and slightly rough face.
"Well, I happened to see you passed out when I came back from offering incense to my father, so I took you back to the village." The girl said with a smile.
"Yang Nan will repay the favor of saving his life one day!" Yang Nan bowed seriously and said.
"Okay." The girl smiled, "You are exhausted. Go eat and replenish your strength."
"Sorry for bothering you." Yang Nan did not refuse, but secretly made up his mind to repay the girl in the future.
When I came to the wooden table, I looked at the simple and plain dishes and started to devour them.
Poison?
He didn't do anything to him even though he was unconscious at the time, so he might not be sick if he is poisoned now.
Of course, it is not ruled out that the other party wants to test poison on him. If this is the case, Yang Nan admits it.
Because, he is too hungry!
The girl looked at Yang Nan who was devouring the food with a smile, put the washed clothes in the basin, and stood up.
Just now, Yang Nan didn't notice the girl sitting on the chair. When she stood up, Yang Nan realized that the girl actually had a disability in her left foot.
"I'm here to help you!" Yang Nan quickly put down his rice bowl and took two steps at a time to help the girl dry her clothes.
The girl did not refuse and stood aside smiling as she watched Yang Nan help her dry her clothes.
"I haven't asked you about your name and where you come from," the girl said from the side.
"My name is Yang Nan. You may not believe it, but I have really lost my original memory. I only know that my name is Yang Nan." Yang Nan said with a wry smile.
A glint flashed in the girl's eyes, but the smile on her face remained unchanged.
"Young Master, there is no need to lie to me about a country girl. It's just that Young Master has lost his memory. How will he get home?"
"Go to the surrounding cities to try your luck first."
"If you don't mind, you can live in our village now. We are all disabled, but everyone in our village is very good, so you can stay here with peace of mind," the girl invited.
"Isn't this bad?" Yang Nan hesitated. The girl only owned her own clothes. She was obviously unmarried and a man lived in her home. How should a girl get married in the future?
"Don't worry, sir, there are a lot of vacancies in our village." The girl seemed to have noticed Yang Nan's concerns and said, "Young Master lives in our village, and we just happened to explain some common sense to him, maybe we can help him.
.”
After hearing this, Yang Nan, who was still hesitant at first, no longer refused.
He really needs this information.
Having lost his memory, he can hardly move.
"That's annoying!"
"No." The girl said softly with a smile.
…
Looking outside Beiguan.
"Demon! Come and die!"
boom!
A large halberd hit the ground hard, and a huge crater several meters wide was blasted open.
The dust was flying, and the people who lined up to enter the customs fled in a hurry, fearing that they would be accidentally injured by the fighting between the monks.
"You are so overbearing! The old Taoist has never provoked you, and you have chased me for three thousand miles and you still refuse to give up?" said the pale-faced old Taoist while dodging the big halberd.
"You must kill defenseless mortals!" The young man held a big halberd and stared at the old Taoist in the distance with a heroic face, locking the opponent with a fierce murderous intent.
"He is a passionate young man who slays demons and protects the Tao. The old Tao is now the righteous way established by King Tianwu. You can't kill the old Tao." Yao Dao said with a smile.
"The Immortal Way is the Immortal Way, you are not worthy of representing a system! Die!" The spurge swept over, and the Demon Dao hurriedly dodged.
This young man was born with strange strength and extremely high level of cultivation. If he was hit by this big halberd, he would shed his skin even if he died.
"The old Taoist will not tangle with you." The demon Taoist spirit sense sensed the strong man coming from Wangbei Pass, and ran away without saying this.
"Want to leave? Open the Martial Arts Eye!" The young man's eyes widened angrily, a crack between his eyebrows suddenly opened, and a glowing Martial Arts Eye suddenly appeared.
After finding the escaping demon's path, the young man picked up the euphorbia and immediately chased after him.
The two left one after another, and the strong men from Wangbeiguan rushed over, but the young man and Yaodao still left.
"General, he is a blood-handed demon. He has recently been preparing to break through to become a god. He has been killing mortals and low-level monks." A personal guard said to the guard of Wangbei Pass.
"What about the boy?"
"It is suspected that Chen Jian, the martial arts genius of Zhenbeiguan. Chen Jian is born with supernatural power and is good at using a big halberd. He is already an extreme martial arts master at the age of sixteen, and is only one step away from the King of Martial Arts. He has the teleporting martial arts heavenly eye."
The guard nodded.
"God bless me, the clouds will rise in the sky."
"General, are we going to help Chen Jian?"
"No need." The guard waved his hand, "This general cannot leave Wangbeiguan, and this is Chen Jian's own experience, so we don't need to intervene."
"yes!"
The guard looked at the backs of the two people as they left.
"The teleporting martial arts eye is extraordinary!"
…
The place where Zhongzhou and Nanyu meet, looking at the wasteland outside Nanguan.
Chen Jian chased the demon path all the way. Under the lock of the martial arts heavenly eye, even if the demon path was ever-changing and his body skills were mysterious and unpredictable, he still could not get rid of Chen Jian completely.
In this way, one escaped and the other chased, and the two of them chased from Wangbeiguan to Wangnanguan, forming a half circle around the boundary of Zhongzhou.
The Bloody Hand Demon Dao was also speechless. This boy was simply a stubborn ass. He had been chasing him for more than a month!
Are you sick?
Are you sick?
The Blood-Hand Demon Dao thought angrily as he ran away. Suddenly, a village entered the Blood-Hand Demon Dao's spiritual perception.
“Let’s add some food first.”
Thinking like this, the Bloody Hand Demon Dao fell towards the village.
"not good!"
Chen Jian, who was following the Blood Hand Demonic Way from afar, noticed through the spiritual vision of the martial arts heavenly eye that the group of spiritual power belonging to the Bloody Hand Demonic Way fell into the distance.
And there, faint clusters of life light flashed, and it turned out to be a village of mortals!
Chen Jian was so shocked that he didn't care about conserving his physical strength. His energy and blood surged and he rushed towards the village as fast as he could.
The distance of tens of kilometers was only a short time for Chen Jian, who came at full speed, and he arrived at this village in the blink of an eye.
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Suddenly, Chen Jian, who was rushing towards the village at full speed, frowned and swiped the halberd in his hand.
Peng!
A ball of fire exploded the moment it collided with the euphorbia. Chen Jian's eyes were like lightning, and he locked onto the shooter in an instant.
A young man wearing sackcloth.
When the young man in linen clothes saw Chen Jian looking at him, his figure flashed and disappeared.
But in Chen Jian's eyes, this magic technique was no different than a crawling turtle. Just as he was about to take action, a lame girl appeared in front of Chen Jian.
Chen Jian's sense of martial arts was on the alert, and his blood and energy were tense all over his body. He looked solemnly at the woman in front of him and the bag she was holding in her hand...
Bloody Hand Demon Dao!
"Sixteen-year-old extreme martial arts master, martial arts heavenly eye. When did a martial arts genius like you appear in the outside world?" Pojiao woman looked at Chen Jian in surprise and said.
"Junior didn't know that senior lived here in seclusion, so I barged in rashly. Please forgive me!" Chen Jian said respectfully, but his tense body did not relax at all.
From the perspective of the Martial Arts Eye, the slope-footed woman in front of him is clearly a demon rabbit with a lame left foot!
"They saw through my true identity and didn't take action. It seems that I am not one of those righteous people who was brainwashed." The woman with slope feet said with a smile, and threw the bloody hand demon in her hand between the two of them.
Chen Jian glanced at the bloody hand demon, he saw that there was no life left and he was obviously dead.
"Senior is joking. Although senior is a demon, he does not have the evil spirit of blood in his body. Although this bloody-handed demon is a human, his hands are stained with blood. Race has never been the criterion for judging good and evil." Chen Jian said in a deep voice.
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"If everyone in the world thought like you, we wouldn't have ended up in this situation." The Pojiao woman shook her head and said, "The man who attacked you just now was a poor man who lost his memory, but his talent for immortality was extremely good.
Now that the Qijue Immortal Palace has reopened the Immortal Path, please take him to Wangnanguan, as our status is inconvenient."
"As a reward for your help..." The Pojiao woman waved her hand, and a broken map appeared in front of Chen Jian.
"This is a map that records the location of Dragon Island. It is now broken. There are three copies, and this is one of them. The other two copies, one is in the Great Zhou Treasure House, and the other is missing and of no use to me, so I gave it as a reward.
To you."
"Whether the transaction is established or not is up to you."
"With a little effort, I will send that brother to the imperial city." Chen Jian said.
This banshee was stronger than him, and was at least a demon king. Although it was not clear why a demon king who was so powerful would be reduced to this, he had no reason to refuse.
What's more, this map recording Dragon Island is indeed of great value.
The premise is that the map is real.
"I forgot that the civil and military examinations are about to begin. A martial arts prodigy like you has to go to the imperial city to participate in the martial arts examinations." The banshee was stunned for a moment, then said.
Chen Jian put the map away.
"Please wait here for a moment."
"Senior, take it easy." Chen Jian said, cupping his fists.
After the Pojiao woman left, Chen Jian looked at the village not far away through the martial arts eye.
Waves of extremely restrained demonic energy echoed, and the weak spiritual power seemed particularly strange among these demonic auras.
Chen Jian's eyes were strange.
It's really amazing that the immortal monk who was just in the Qi refining stage was living in this village where demon kings gathered together.
It's just... it's really weird for so many demon kings to gather together.
It makes perfect sense to say that they were planning something.
Chen Jian shook his head slightly. If he was really plotting something, it would be safer to kill him. After all, no matter how resembling he acted, there was no guarantee that he would keep it secret. Only the dead kept the secret the most.
Besides, Chen Jian didn't intend to keep it a secret.
Without him, there would be too many demon kings.
Even if they are some demon kings who have just entered the Seventh Palace, they are still demon kings. This is the territory of the human race. Since he has discovered it, he has no obligation to keep it secret.
These demon kings do not have the blood evil spirit to kill innocent people indiscriminately, but it does not rule out that they use secret methods to cover up.
Just as Chen Jian was thinking about it, the Pojiao woman and the young man who attacked him also came back.
"Senior." Chen Jian greeted with cupped fists.
"Yang Nan will leave it to you. Since you know our identities, we will leave on our own," the woman from Pojiao said.
Chen Jian nodded.
He was not worried that the human youth named Yang Nan would be an undercover agent.
It is rumored that one of the nine entrance examinations of Qijue Immortal Palace is called Wenxinchi, and anyone with different intentions cannot escape the detection of Wenxinchi.
And if Yang Nan didn't want to join the Qijue Immortal Palace when he arrived in the imperial city, Chen Jian would also let him go to Wenxin Pond.
He brought Yang Nan there, and he was responsible for the people of the imperial city.
"Practice well." The Pojiao woman said to Yang Nan with a smile.
"Can we see each other again?" Yang Nan asked, looking at the woman in front of him who gave him a place to stay when he was confused and taught him many things.
"I will." The slope-footed woman smiled, "Let's go."
Yang Nan took a deep look at the woman at the foot of the slope, then looked back in the direction of the village.
Village chief, carpenter, butcher...
Everyone in the village came to see him off.
Yang Nan was silent for a while and bowed deeply in the direction of the village.
He didn't know how to do this gift, but just when his emotions were raging, he thought of this gift and used it.
Chen Jian was speechless when he saw the picture of Yang Nan saying goodbye to the demon kings.
He didn't know what Yang Nan and the demon kings had gone through, but he couldn't quite understand the feelings between them from his perspective.
After all, his home is in Zhenbeiguan, and outside Zhenbeiguan is one of the gathering places for monsters. As long as he can remember, all the monsters he meets want to kill him.
Regarding the peaceful coexistence of humans and monsters...
Is it really possible?
Chen Jian didn't know, but he wanted to believe that this day would come.
After saying goodbye to the villagers, Yang Nan put away his farewell gesture and turned around to look at Chen Jian.
"Hello, senior, I am Yang Nan."
"As long as you and I are equal in age." Chen Jian shook his head and said. Yang Nan was older than him anyway, so calling him senior... sounds weird.
"My name is Chen Jian, a martial arts monk." Chen Jian put the halberd on his back and said seriously.
"Yang Nan, he can barely be considered an immortal monk." Yang Nan said with a wry smile.
The Qi refining period is not yet an immortal path in the strict sense.