Fox Demon: Starts with Lu Zu template

In his memory, the Li family did not seem to have any dealings with the other party.

Wang Xianzhi looked at Li Ruojin, whose face was full of wrinkles, and his heart was filled with emotion.

"Does Patriarch Li know Li Chungang?"

Hearing these three words, Li Ruojin felt his mind was in chaos.

He didn't understand what Wang Xianzhi meant.

"It seems so! Years ago, Brother Li once told me that he was from the Taoyuan Li family and that he had a younger brother named Li Ruojin!"

As he said this, he took out a cloth bag from his sleeve.

"Do you recognize this thing?"

The cloth bag was unfolded, and half of the rusty sword lay quietly inside.

The sunlight shone on the broken sword blade, and the rust suddenly fell off, revealing the frosty light inside.

Li Ruojin was struck by lightning.

"This...this is big...big brother's...sword!" He stretched out his hand tremblingly, but suddenly retracted it when he was about to touch it, as if the blade would burn his fingers.

Li Ruojin recognized this half-broken Trojan Bull at a glance, because this was the sword that helped his elder brother Li Chungang become the best sword in the world!

However, even though he recognized him, he still asked Wang Xianzhi.

Wang Xianzhi nodded solemnly, "This is indeed Brother Li's Trojan Horse Ox. When I competed with Brother Li, he showed mercy, and I also... broke this half of the Trojan Horse Ox."

"Now that Brother Li has passed away, I have thought for a long time and still feel that I should hand this half of the Trojan Horse Ox over to you."

Li Ruojin took the half of the Trojan Horse Cow, tears already falling.

The drops fell on the half sword, and his eyes were full of memories.

His voice was choked with sobs: "Thank you, Emperor Wu, for handing over your brother's sword to me."

Wang Xianzhi suppressed his inner trembling and said, "Master Li, there's no need to be like this. This originally belonged to Brother Li, and now it has been returned to its rightful owner!"

"The dead are gone, I hope Patriarch Li takes care of himself. The Li family still depends on Patriarch Li for support."

Hearing this, Li Ruojin stopped crying, no matter how much he missed his once high-spirited elder brother.

But now he is the head of the family, and the entire Li family is on his shoulders.

"I'm sorry to make Emperor Wu laugh."

"Understandable."

"In that case, I will leave first. Emperor Wu can come to my Li family as a guest when he is free someday, and let me express my gratitude to him."

"Okay, I'll definitely go if I have the chance."

Looking at Li Ruojin's back as he left, Wang Xianzhi suppressed his thoughts.

He murmured, "Ruojin, it was your elder brother who let you bear the entire Li family's burden alone.

Dad and Mom, I'm so sorry I didn't get to see you one last time!"

After saying this, he completely cut off the last trace of thought in his mind.

Now the only thought left in his mind was to close the passage to the other world. With the power of this world, he would surely succeed!

……

Yang family.

At this time, Yang Jian was practicing the skills he obtained from Taoist scriptures in the yard.

It is exactly the skill that Erlang Shen has developed.

"Eight-Nine Profound Art"!

The Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, also known as the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, was created by Yuanshi Tianzun, one of the Three Pure Ones, and is an orthodox high-level technique of the Chan Sect.

As the saying goes, the largest yin number is eight, and the largest yang number is nine. The product of eight and nine is the largest number in Taoism, symbolizing the supreme mystery.

The Eight-Nine Profound Art focuses on cultivating the primordial spirit. After practicing to the ninth level of perfection, the primordial spirit is immortal and the body is immortal, and the body can be resurrected by using the primordial spirit.

His technique gave Yang Jian the ability to adapt to the wind and reshape his body, making him nearly immortal.

If Yang Jian really achieved perfection, tsk tsk tsk... I can't even imagine...

In addition to the Eight-Nine Profound Art, he is also practicing the ability of clairvoyance.

He had basically read through all the Yang family's Sky Eye cultivation techniques, but those techniques were too child's play for him, who had the template of Erlang Shen.

After cultivating the clairvoyance, he could observe his internal energy channels and the flow of spiritual energy, which were the most basic things.

The most important thing is that he can see through the disguises of all monsters and demons and recognize their transformation techniques.

One can see the true nature of things and not be deceived by illusions.

You can also see all sentient beings in the six realms of reincarnation, no matter how far or near, big or small, front or back, up or down.

Possesses a certain degree of predictive ability and can observe fragments of the past and future.

The Sky Eye can also unleash a powerful golden attack, powerful enough to "split mountains and rocks, break waves and split tides", and its attack capability has been compared to a laser or divine light.

Whether in Journey to the West or Investiture of the Gods, it can be regarded as one of the top magical powers in the three realms.

In addition to the martial arts, he also obtained Erlang Shen's equipment from the system.

The equipment includes silver armor that can be changed in size, a three-pointed double-edged sword, and most importantly, the Sky-Howling Dog!

What Yang Jian didn't expect the most was that Xiaotian Dog was actually as powerful as a great demon king.

Well...but Yang Jian still feels that his rank is a bit low. After all, he is the Sun-Swallowing God after all!

(Hey, don't be impatient. Actually, the author originally planned to set him up as the Great Demon Emperor... but I felt that would make it useless, so he was reduced to the Demon Emperor. But then I felt that it would be too embarrassing for the other Demon Emperors, so he was reduced to the Great Demon King? (?﹏?)?

I can only let Sun-Swallowing God down for now, but he will grow with the protagonist later, so don't worry!)

At this time, a figure came to Yang Jian's yard.

"Brother, are you asleep?"

The person who came was Yang Yitan.

Seeing this, Yang Jian ended his training and stood up: "Brother, why are you here?"

Seeing Yang Jian, Yang Yitan stepped forward and said with a grin, "I knew you weren't asleep yet."

"I couldn't sleep, so I came over to chat with you! By the way, were you practicing just now?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian nodded without hiding anything.

"You're so strong now, and you're still practicing so hard. Even as your brother, I'm starting to despair!"

Chapter 127 The First Bud

Yang Jian smiled but didn't say anything because he knew Yang Yitan was joking.

If he was despairing just because of this, then he would not be Yang Yitan.

In the future, he will not become the second in command of the Mask Group, nor will he follow the Mask Group to the outside world.

"Stop practicing and talk to me." Yang Yitan pulled Yang Jian to sit aside.

Yang Jian shook his head helplessly, but had no choice but to follow his brother obediently.

The night wind blew by, and the osmanthus tree beside him rustled.

"Jian'er, who do you think we saw in the secret story today?" Yang Yitan suddenly spoke, with a rare confusion in his voice.

The silver lines between Yang Jian's eyebrows flashed slightly.

I still ask this...

He had long expected that Yang Yitan would be obsessed with the images from the Blue Sky Conference, but he didn't expect him to be so impatient.

But come to think of it, it was precisely because of this Blue Sky Conference that Wang Quan Baiye, Yang Yitan and others embarked on the journey of exploring the outside world.

"It should be a monkey." Yang Jian's tone was as relaxed as if he was discussing what to eat for dinner.

"Monkey...monkey?!" Yang sighed, almost choking on his own saliva. "Are you talking about that aloof figure?"

He turned his head and carefully looked at his brother's expression in the moonlight.

Yang sighed. He never expected his brother to say that the figure was a monkey?!

His first reaction was that maybe what the other party saw was really different from what they saw.

Because he knew too well how perverted his younger brother was, especially his third eye.

As far as he knew, there was no record of such a divine eye in the Yang family's history books.

He was born with visions, his divine eyes were opened, and he possessed supreme magical powers.

But the next second, Yang Jian's words made him dumbfounded again.

"Yes, look at his fighting posture." Yang Jian made a gesture.

Yang sighed and opened his mouth, but finally managed only one sentence: "Are you serious?"

"Isn't it like?"

"And he's so weak." Yang Jian curled his lips and continued to add fuel to the fire, "He can get hurt in a fight! If it were me..."

"Stop!" Yang sighed and covered his brother's mouth, a vein throbbing in his forehead. "Just pretend I didn't ask."

The night wind suddenly became noisy, as if mocking Yang Yitan's naivety.

He should have thought of this earlier. Although his younger brother was gifted, he was only a five-year-old child after all. How could he expect him to come up with any brilliant ideas?

However, Yang Yitan seemed to have forgotten that he was only five years old.

The two sat in silence, each thinking about their own things.

Yang Yitan's gaze unconsciously drifted into the distance.

"Jian'er." After a long time, Yang Yitan spoke again, his voice so soft that it was almost drowned out by the wind.

"What do you think the outside of our world will be like?"

Yang Jian paused, he looked at his brother, and found that this young man who was always high-spirited and ambitious now had stars in his eyes - that was the light of yearning.

"It might be a barren land with no grass growing." Yang Jian deliberately dragged out his tone.

"It could also be..." He suddenly leaned close to Yang Yitan's ear and lowered his voice, "a devilish den that eats people without leaving any bones behind."

"Snapped!"

Yang Yi sighed and slapped his brother on the head: "Seriously!"

"Ouch!" Yang Jian covered his head, the silver lines between his eyebrows flashing in grievance. "It's not a good place anyway! Otherwise, why would that person draw a circle to protect us?"

This sentence was like a basin of cold water poured on Yang Yitan's head.

He stared blankly into the distance, not knowing what he was thinking.

"I've thought it through." Yang Yitan suddenly stood up, his robe fluttering in the night wind.

"I will definitely explore the outside world in the future!"

Yang Jian looked up at his brother's back.

The moonlight gave the young man a silver edge, making him look like an immortal about to fly away on the wind.

He knew that the wheel of history had begun to turn - Yang Yitan, who followed the masked group and bravely ventured out of the circle in the original novel, was being born before his eyes.

"Yeah." Yang Jian responded softly.

"Would you like to come with me?" Yang sighed and turned around, with a fiery light dancing in his eyes.

"Hmm..." Yang Jian deliberately dragged out the tone, "I don't want to!"

"Okay! Then in the future, we brothers will work together, and the benefits will be..." Yang Yitan suddenly got stuck in the middle of his words and widened his eyes.

"Wait, what did you just say?"

"I don't want to." Yang Jian blinked, looking innocent.

The night crows on the osmanthus tree were startled and flew away by the sudden silence.

Yang Yitan's expression froze on his face, as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head.