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Chapter 530: Three Swords One by One, the Crown Prince's Eldest Son (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!)

The Xuanling Samsara Mirror suddenly expanded from the size of a palm to a diameter of three meters. As it rotated leisurely, it emitted a soft and hazy light, like a rising bright moon.

hum!
After a tremor, the dazzling light of reincarnation burst out.

The man in black was instantly enveloped by the pillar of reincarnation light.

He hurriedly raised his hand and summoned a magic weapon shaped like a lotus, and the precious light covered him.

But it is obvious that the grade of this lotus magic weapon is not a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Under the impact of the Xuanling Samsara Mirror, it began to shake in an instant, and the precious light covering it was also rapidly weakened and thinned.

Seeing this, the man in black robe was horrified and hurriedly took out a lot of magic weapons.

But these magic weapons that came later were not even as good as the lotus magic weapon, and the collision between spiritual treasures was not a matter of addition and subtraction.

Therefore, some magic weapons can still hold on, but some magic weapons instantly collapse and shatter under the illumination of the Xuanling Samsara Mirror.

"Great Emperor, please show mercy! I admit defeat!"

The man in black robe spoke hastily.

Hong Chen turned a deaf ear to him and grabbed with his backhand, and the Xuanling Beiyin Banner appeared.

Seeing this, the man in black robe quickly raised his hand to lift up his huge hood.

Seeing this, Hong Chen increased his speed again, and the Beiyin Banner cut through the space, with the black banner fluttering.

The thick black fog roared like a flood and rushed towards the man in black robes.

Under the combined effect of two top-grade innate spiritual treasures of the same origin, the black-robed man's body was like an ice cube melting quickly under the scorching sun and was annihilated in the blink of an eye.

A soul twisted and screamed in the black fog.

Six paths like black holes emerged outside the Xuanling Samsara Mirror, and the black hole representing the animal path emitted a guiding light.

The soul with the bald head immediately began to change its shape, and its appearance rotated among the forms of animals such as chickens, ducks, pigs, dogs, cows, horses, etc., and finally it was sucked into the black hole and disappeared.

Hong Chen turned to the right and locked onto the two Zhu Xian swords that were chasing the Seven Treasures Magic Tree a million miles away.

"come back."

"If you don't reply, I must beat him up today!"

"I won't reply either. I want to fight too!"

Hong Chen: "Aren't you afraid of being caught?"

"What do we have to be afraid of? Are you afraid of losing us?"

Hong Chen was speechless.

At this moment, another fierce sword chant was heard, which was filled with anger and rage.

After the space trembled suddenly, the Red Dust Sword swept out from the Holy Mother Temple. The scarlet blood-red light rolled and boiled, rendering the surroundings like a surging sea of ​​blood.

"Hong Chen! Kill him!!"

It can be heard that Hongchen Sword, who had just been suppressed, was very angry.

Hong Chen held the sword and comforted him softly: "Be good, don't be angry, he is already dead."

"Crush him to ashes!"

"already done."

"Pull out his soul!"

"He has been sent to the animal realm."

"Where's that damn tree?"

"He ran away. The Zhuxian Sword and Juexian Sword went after him."

The Hongchen Sword struggled violently, and Hong Chen let go. She flew out instantly, and a red light spread to the horizon in an instant.

Hong Chen sighed helplessly, using his true spirit as a bridge and adding the principles of extreme speed swordsmanship to the sword to help her.

Although the Hongchen Sword, Zhuxian Sword and Juexian Sword are all spiritual treasures, their spirituality is obviously more inclined towards women. Women are generally the most vengeful creatures. Instead of stopping them from chasing now, it is better to help them directly. Otherwise, they may blame Hong Chen later.

Hong Chen paid some attention to the three magic swords, then came back to his senses and walked into the Holy Mother Temple.

I saw a scholar covered with scars lying in the temple, his eyes wide open with a look of disbelief.

Yang Chan had a slowly rotating Precious Lotus Lantern hanging above her head. She stood aside, gritting her teeth, her eyes filled with rage, and her expression still filled with lingering fear.

Just now, for some reason, Yang Chan seemed to be confused and suddenly felt that this scholar became mysterious and extremely attractive in her eyes.

She couldn't control her desire to get to know him, so she took the initiative to walk out of the statue and created a unique encounter.

After several conversations, Yang Chan became more interested in him.

During the whole process, she completely forgot the reminders from her past life, and even forgot that she should be wary of all men who came to the Temple of the Holy Mother.

Most importantly, she even forgot the Red Dust Sword she was wearing.

When Hong Chen arrived and forced back the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, the Hongchen Sword broke through the suppression and Yang Chan woke up instantly.

For a moment, the Third Holy Mother, who had been smooth sailing for many years, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

She had been so careful and vigilant, but she didn't expect that she would be tricked without knowing it.

If there hadn't been the Red Dust Sword as a medium for the passive reminder, by the time Hong Chen discovered the problem, Yang Chan might have already given birth to Liu Chenxiang.

When Yang Chan saw Hong Chen, she couldn't hold back her fear any more. She threw herself into Hong Chen's arms and burst into tears.

“Wuwuwu…Brother, it’s a good thing you came. I was so scared!”

Hong Chen sighed secretly and patted her back gently: "It's okay, it's over."

Yang Chan's tears soon wet Hong Chen's clothes.

After a while, she stood up, looked back at the scholar, and immediately frowned, feeling disgusted.

"Brother, he..."

Hong Chen glanced around and shook his head, "He doesn't know."

This is an ordinary mortal scholar named Liu Yanchang. He has no idea that he has fallen into a calamity, nor does he understand what kind of conspiracy he has been involved in.

Yang Chan bit her thin lips lightly, thought for a moment, turned around and said, "Then send him away."

"If we send him away now, he will be dead."

The battle just now caused quite a stir, and the movement of the three swords in the sky one by one must have alarmed many powerful beings from the Three Realms, so the changes in Mount Huashan could not be concealed.

Others may not delve into the matter, but Yang Jian will definitely get to the bottom of it.

If Yang Jian knew about this, Liu Yanchang would certainly be dead.

Without a nephew to serve as a connection, who knows how much torture he would have suffered before his death.

This is not malicious speculation, but if it were Hong Chen himself, he would probably be even more cruel than Yang Jian.

Seeing Liu Yanchang's shocked and frightened look, Hong Chen shook his head and said, "You didn't wish for the disaster in this life. I will give you a peaceful and prosperous life in the next life."

In the name of Emperor Xuanling, his words are followed by the law.

Liu Yanchang died on the spot and his soul returned to the underworld.

Sparks flew, flames ignited, and the corpse was destroyed in the blink of an eye.

then.

A gnashing, angry voice came from the door. "What are you doing?!"

Hearing the voice, Hong Chen turned around in surprise, only to see Yang Jian stepping one foot into the door with red light in his eyes.

Yang Chan was shocked. After she realized what was happening, she quickly let go of the arms that were holding Hong Chen, and quickly took a step back. Then she said, "Second brother, please don't misunderstand me!"

Yang Jian's face turned pale: "Are you trying to say that all three of my eyes are blind?"

"No, second brother, listen to me..."

"There's nothing to say! Third sister! You disappoint me so much!"

Yang Chan was so anxious that she couldn't speak for a moment.

Hong Chen continued, "Master Erlang, you must know that if you care too much, you will be confused. Don't be blinded by it."

Yang Jian waved his hand and a three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared.

The blade was raised and pointed directly at Hong Chen: "If you have anything to say, let's talk after the fight!"

Yang Chan strode forward and stopped Hong Chen behind him, with her arms outstretched and red eyes: "Second brother, if you want to attack my senior brother, kill me first!"

Yang Jian's face turned darker and his eyes turned redder.

Hong Chen held his forehead with his hand.

Although I know Yang Chan means well, isn't she just causing trouble by saying this?

At this time, the three swords were not by his side, and Hong Chen was not sure he could defeat Yang Jian, who was at the peak of the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm, even with the Xuanling Samsara Mirror and the Xuanling Beiyin Banner, so it was better not to get into a conflict.

Misunderstandings caused by poor verbal communication are indeed uncommon, but in many cases they can be avoided if you just speak freely.

After all, he was not afraid of offending Buddhism or even the two saints in the West.

"Yang Jian!" he shouted.

Yang Jian frowned so hard that it could kill people: "If you are a man, stand up and fight me. Don't let me underestimate you!"

Hong Chen sneered and said, "Do you know that your sister almost got married?"

"How dare you say that!!" Yang Jian clenched the three-pointed, double-edged sword.

"You think it's me? Stupid! If I want to hide it from you, why do you think you can detect it? With you, a mere Taiyi Golden Immortal, or a mere Zhenjun? Or, with your master who is only of the same generation as me? Yang Jian, for the sake of Junior Sister Yang Chan, I will treat you as an equal, but think carefully, what is your generation in front of me? What etiquette should you follow?!"

Yang Jian was stunned by what he said.

If you think about it carefully, there is nothing wrong with what Hong Chen said.

As a direct disciple of the saint, Hong Chen is of the same generation as the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox School.

Yang Jian is a disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren of the Chan sect, and is of the same generation as Jin Chanzi. In other words, he should call Hong Chen "Uncle Master" to be in accordance with etiquette.

However, Hong Chen never showed off his seniority in front of him. The reason why he asked Tang Seng to call him uncle was just to indirectly show that he was of the same generation as Tathagata, thereby indirectly taking advantage of Buddhism.

Seeing Yang Jian in a daze, Hong Chen gently patted Yang Chan on the shoulder.

Yang Chan took a few steps forward, hugged Yang Jian's arm, and said softly: "Second brother, you really misunderstood, just now..."

After listening to his story, Yang Jian came to his senses immediately. Looking at Hong Chen again, he couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed.

As the thought changed, his eyes became more fierce.

"How dare those bald donkeys plot against you? I will never let them off! I will gather my brothers and break into Lingshan to demand an explanation!!" After saying that, he turned around and was about to leave.

Yang Chan hurriedly grabbed him and shook her head repeatedly: "Second brother, don't be reckless. Buddhism is so powerful, how can you be so frivolous. Senior brother, please help me persuade second brother!" She turned around and asked.

however.

Hong Chen shook his head and refused: "Junior sister, don't panic. It is true that Buddhism is powerful, but can the Heavenly Court be weaker than Buddhism? Everything today is up to you, but the conspiracy behind the scenes is not limited to you."

Who is Yang Chan?

Yang Jian's third sister.

The Jade Emperor's niece!

Although Yao Ji's descent to the mortal world was against the laws of heaven, she is now dead, which can be said to have fulfilled the rules of heaven.

However, even the rules of heaven cannot erase the relationship between the Jade Emperor and Yang Jian and Yang Chan.

Now the Buddhist conspiracy has failed and has been exposed by Hong Chen.

If Heaven does not react at all, wouldn't that be telling the Three Realms that Heaven is inferior to Buddhism or even afraid of Buddhism?

Ordinary people don't fight for face, but the face of those in high positions is sometimes even more important than actual interests.

Therefore, Yang Jian’s approach was not impulsive at all, but reasonable!
Heaven will definitely stand behind him and support him.

Even if the Buddhist sect was besieged in Lingshan, they would not dare to capture Yang Jian and punish him. They would even have to hand over a scapegoat as the murderer, make many apologies, and finally send Yang Jian back respectfully.

otherwise.

Forget about going west!

Hearing Hong Chen's refusal, Yang Chan was stunned at first, then thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay, then I'll listen to you, Senior Brother."

Yang Jian's opinion of Hong Chen had changed greatly because of what he said, and his expression became much softer. But when he saw that Yang Chan actually listened to him so much, he couldn't help but frown for a moment.

Yang Chan was still unaware and just said, "Second brother, you need to be more careful on this trip and don't be careless." As she spoke, she pinched the magic formula with her hands and injected the Precious Lotus Lantern into Yang Jian's body, "Second brother, my cultivation is not good enough, and accompanying you will only hinder you. Let the Precious Lotus Lantern protect you on my behalf."

Yang Jian's expression looked better and he nodded slightly in agreement.

At this time, the three swords that were chasing the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree fell from the sky side by side and landed beside Hong Chen.

Just by looking at the bright red, black and blue colors blooming on the sword, you could tell that they had successfully caught up with the Qibao Miaoshu and given it a good beating.

The reason why the Saint Zhunti did not show up should have nothing to do with face. He probably just did not want to fall out with Nuwa, Tongtian and Pingxin. Moreover, Buddhism was indeed not in the right in this matter, and Zhunti could not interfere arbitrarily, so as not to affect Duobao Tathagata, who is now in charge of the Buddhist worlds, and thus affect the prosperity of Buddhism.

Even if the two Huabei saints Jie Yin and Zhunti did not want to improve their own cultivation or strengthen Buddhism, they still had to consider repaying the Tiandao Huabei.

Looking at the three top-grade innate spiritual treasures surrounding Hong Chen, Yang Jian couldn't tell whether he was envious, jealous or speechless for a moment.

Not to mention the current era of Journey to the West, even during the time of the Conferred Gods, few people could produce three top-grade innate spiritual treasures at once, even if they were disciples of the saints of the three religions.

Hong Chen pointed his finger and sent the Juexian Sword to Yang Jian.

"I'll lend it to you. I remember you also know swordsmanship."

Yang Jian did not refuse and nodded to take the sword.

He went to Lingshan to cause trouble, and only with more powerful magic weapons could he take the opportunity to kill more monks.

Yang Jian leaped into the air and turned into a rainbow, heading for Guanjiangkou. Yang Chan watched him go with worry in her eyes.

"Come with me to the Xuanling Imperial Palace. You don't have to stay in Huashan for the time being. I will send you back after this matter is completely settled."

"Okay, I'll listen to my senior brother."

This chaos among the gods did not affect the mortals in Jambudvīpa.

Datang.

Chang'an is exceptionally lively today. From the imperial palace to the 108 wards, lights and decorations are everywhere, with lanterns hanging high on the eaves, creating a festive atmosphere.

The Mid-Autumn Festival originated in the pre-Qin period and took shape in the Tang Dynasty.

Today is not only the Mid-Autumn Festival, but also the birth day of the eldest son of the Crown Prince of the Tang Dynasty.

With double happiness coming, Erfeng was very happy and announced that there would be no curfew tonight. She also held a large lantern festival to have fun with the people.

(End of this chapter)