Journey to the West: From the Primordial Era

Primitive world, Taoshan.

boom! boom! boom!

Yang Jian chopped with one axe after another, and then was blown away by the violent power of Taoshan Tianjiao, with blood flowing from the corner of his mouth and his knuckles cracked.

But soon, he flew back regardless of his injuries, growling, and continued to swing the axe with all his might.

His divine body began to glow and heal the wounds.

"Boy, it's useless, just give up, I..."

The sound of the splitting axe was somewhat frustrated, it wanted to say that it had no confidence at all. As the famous splitting axe that accompanied Dayu in controlling floods, the most satisfying thing for it was to use its power to split mountains.

That feeling is just like... an ordinary person going for a health check-up, the whole body feels comfortable, you know!

Later, Dayu successfully controlled the flood and kept it in Longmen Mountain for countless years. After holding it in for so long, it had long wanted to split the mountain like a watermelon.

But unfortunately, no peak can be found among all the mountains, and ordinary mountains can no longer arouse its interest.

This time, after hearing about a mountain transformed from a fairy peach, it finally became interested and made an exception to come out of the mountain to have some fun.

Who would have thought that this time he failed to achieve the goal of splitting Peach Mountain, but instead the fame of his axe was ruined on this mountain...

It was deeply hurt. Once the news got out, its axe would fall from its pedestal.

But faced with this Peach Mountain with its bones made of heavenly laws, it really has no idea what to do.

"I don't believe I can't split it. I can definitely do it..."

Yang Jian gritted his teeth with red eyes and said: "If you don't want the reputation of the Mountain-Splitting Divine Axe to be ruined, then cheer up and use your strength!"

This is the belief he holds in his heart.

He knew that once his faith in the power of the sword was shaken, there would be no hope of rescuing his mother from the mountain.

At this moment, he was like a wild beast with its legs broken by a trap. He let out a sad roar, but still did not give up hope of escape. The scene was moving.

"Boy, you..."

The Mountain-Splitting Axe was slightly stunned. It was really shocked when it saw Yang Jian desperately trying to save his mother. As a weapon made of divine iron, it was originally a cold and emotionless mountain-splitting weapon.

But at this moment, he was actually touched by the scene of Yang Jian desperately trying to save his mother and he had a subtle feeling.

Have you ever risked your life for others in your life...It seemed to hear such a voice.

The Mountain-Splitting Axe roared, "No, but you've hurt my pride, you know that, chop it hard for me!!!"

Yang Jian perked up, his eyes brightened and he nodded, and the words of the Mountain-Splitting Axe made him more energetic.

laugh!laugh!laugh!

Axe after axe struck Peach Mountain, sending out violent waves that surged in all directions, causing the mountains to shake and the earth to tremble.

"General Tianyu, quickly capture him!"

God General Tianyao stared at Yang Jian and said with fear as he looked at the Mountain-Splitting Axe.

No wonder General Tianyi was injured so badly. Even he felt a deep sense of danger from the axe at this moment.

"No, I think, let him continue to chop!"

Another god general smiled with ease and said, "There is the power of the Heavenly Law on that Peach Mountain. He is only a Golden Immortal, so he definitely can't split it. It would be so exhausting for him to die that we don't have to take action."

The other gods all laughed.

......

Heavenly Court, Tongming Hall.

A golden mirror with an ancient shape was suspended in the air, and what was reflected in the mirror was the scene of Taoshan.

"Hiss, who is this boy? He looks quite young, how can he have such divine power?"

All the gods looked at the young figure who was flying and chopping the axe on Taoshan with great power, causing the mountain to shake and the earth to tremble. They were all shocked.

"Hey, this young man is really powerful, his temperament... Tsk tsk, Your Majesty..."

After looking at it for a while, Taibai was about to turn around and say something to Haotian, but when he turned back, he was slightly stunned.

The Jade Emperor, who was a quasi-saint, was seen staring at the precious mirror with a gloomy and unsightly expression.

Judging from His Majesty's expression, he is in a bad mood at the moment!

But it’s not surprising. If someone challenges the majesty of heaven, isn’t that just challenging the dignity of Your Majesty... Taibai analyzed it secretly.

Hmm, did I see it wrong? Your Majesty's temperament at this moment... is actually a little bit... similar to that boy's temperament?

This kid is desperately trying to rescue Yunhua, could it be...

Taibai's eyes lit up, and then he heard Yunhua in the mirror shouting: "Erlang, go away, don't worry about me."

As expected, he is indeed your Majesty's nephew... Taibai nodded with satisfaction.

The mountain-splitting axe didn't work either... Haotian pressed his hands on both sides of the dragon throne, and he was in a bad mood.

After the rise of humanity, the three elements of heaven, earth and man are positioned!

He felt that in order to break the Heavenly Rules of Taoshan, perhaps only a holy weapon of humanity and merit like the Mountain-Splitting Axe in the Three Realms might have a chance.

But now it seems...

In this case, it seems that his nephew is in danger. I hope he can see the situation clearly and leave if he can, and think of other ways later!

"Erlang...please go away!" Yunhua burst into tears at the foot of Taoshan Mountain.

As a deity, she believed that she had no guilt in her heart and that she could not resist the coming love disaster, but as a mother, she did feel guilty.

She was not able to accompany her children to grow up safely and happily like other mothers, but instead brought fatal disaster to them.

Therefore, she was mentally prepared for the child to resent her. As a god with a long lifespan, she had seen too many children resent their parents for the rest of their lives because of trivial matters.

But now her child has returned and is desperately trying to save her...

"Really... can't it be split open..."

Yang Jian was blown away again, and slowly propped himself up with his axe, muttering.

He didn't know how many times he had chopped with his axe, but the majestic Peach Mountain had hardly changed much. Instead, his magic power was almost exhausted.

"Boy..." Shan Xia Fu started to speak, but at this point he didn't know what to say.

He was moved by Yang Jian’s persistence, but unfortunately, the Heavenly Law is the Heavenly Law, and this power cannot break it.

"Heaven's rules, heaven's will..." Yang Jian said absentmindedly.

He knew how complicated and difficult it was to save his mother. The key was not only to split the Peach Mountain, but also to face the entire Heaven.

Although his master, Jade Ding Zhenren, was a great golden immortal of the Chan sect, the relationship between the Chan sect and the Heavenly Court was very delicate, so from the beginning he had never thought of asking Yu Ding to help him.

Yu Ding is his mentor who has been very kind to him and also one of his closest and most important relatives. How could he bear to drag him into this vortex?

There is also the master of Taiqing Palace, who is also his master's master. Yang Jian feels that Qin Hua is very strong. However, from the beginning to now, Yang Jian has not listened to Qin Hua's warnings. He still wants to give it a try. Yang Jian does not want to leave any regrets.

As for the matter of hatred or saving his mother, it is enough for him to bear it alone, and he also hopes that Yang Chan can live happily.

Whether he succeeds or fails in saving his mother this time, he had already put life and death aside before coming to Taoshan.

"So he is Yunhua's evil son..."

The gods' faces changed, and they couldn't help but realize that it was no wonder they were fighting so hard.

"Do it!"

The next moment, General Tianyao no longer hesitated. He raised his right hand and a magic sword appeared. He raised his hand and slashed out a sharp red cloud.

Yang Jian swung his axe fiercely, the axe light lit up, and with a click, it shattered the red sword light, and then he slashed towards the Tianyao God General behind him.

"What?" Tianyao's face turned pale, but it was too late to escape.

At the critical moment, a glowing spear flew across the sky and collided with the axe light, blocking the axe.

The Tianyu Divine General, who exuded the aura of a late Golden Immortal, was like a high and mighty god of war. He walked forward with a halberd in his hand, looked down at Yang Jian and said calmly, "Surrender your hands, and do not resist in vain."

Yang Jian suddenly turned his head and looked over with bloodshot eyes.

This divine general was different from the other ten. He was like a sacred mountain. Just the aura he emanated from seemed to make the space stagnant.

He felt a tremendous pressure like a mountain, which made his body tremble.

"It's you..." Yang Jian's pupils shrank.

He remembered that it was this god before him who had brought people to their house to fight against his mother.

At that time, he was like an ant, being looked down upon by this high and mighty god. He watched his mother fighting with him, and finally being beaten to the dust, spitting blood.

Yang Jian took a breath, and the vital energy of heaven and earth from all directions gathered together like a whale swallowing the sea and sank into his body.

He slowly clenched the axe in his hand, and bearing the pressure, he stood up little by little under the gaze of General Tianyu.

This time there was undisguised anger in his eyes.

"This method..."

In the distance, Yuan Hong saw Yang Jian breathing, and his expression was surprised and strange: "No way?"

Eighty-Nine Mysterious Skills?

Did he see it wrong?

Yuan Hong immediately shook his head. He was also practicing the Eight-Nine Profound Arts, so it was impossible for him to be wrong.

So where did this kid learn the Eight-Nine Profound Art?

Gradually, a smile appeared in Yuan Hong's eyes. The master said that the Eight-Nine Profound Art was the best protective magic skill of the Chan Sect.

Therefore, many people in the Chan sect understood this, so he was not sure which Golden Immortal in the Chan sect this young man was a disciple of.

But the fact that they were practicing the same mysterious skill together made him feel much closer to them.

"Hmph!" Seeing Yang Jian's actions, Yang Jian was only in the early stage of the Golden Immortal and had more momentum than him. The divine general Tianyu snorted and shook the hand holding the halberd.

A golden storm swept towards Yang Jian.

Just as Yang Jian was ready to fight to the death, a white light suddenly appeared and turned into a figure in white, holding a glowing iron rod and smashing it out fiercely.

Boom!

The golden storm was defeated by the glowing iron rod, and a Taoist priest in a gray robe appeared in front of Yang Jian.

"You are..." Yang Jian was surprised.

Yuan Hong grinned: "The nephew of the Emperor of Heaven... This is an interesting matter. I, Mei Yuanzi, cannot miss it."

It is quite necessary to create a new identity when going out. When he became the disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, Yang Jian was outside gaining experience and recruiting soldiers, so they might not know his identity. What's more, Jade Ding Zhenren's boy, Qingyun, was not here, so it was normal that Yang Jian and other people did not know him.

However, for Yuan Hong, Yang Jian is his fellow brother. Even if he is not a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren, he is from the same sect. Otherwise, how could he know the Eight or Nine Divine Arts?

No yard...it's Yuan Hong from Meishan!

"Mei Yuanzi?!"

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