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South Gate of Heaven.

Yang Jian was wearing black armor, holding a three-pointed and two-edged knife, and a child was sitting on his shoulder, walking towards the South Heaven Gate with majestic steps.

However, the child was wearing a mask on his face, making people unable to see his appearance clearly.

"Slow down and steady steps, my uncle should walk more calmly and confidently, rather than being so arrogant and disagree with relatives. Do you think the Heavenly Court is in the East China Sea?"

A slight sound came into "Yang Jian"'s ears, and immediately made "Yang Jian" pause and his walking pace became much slower, but he felt as if it was empty and obvious.

"Yang Jian" said a word as he moved, but a word came to Chenxiang's ears. "Chenxiang, I am not the True Lord, so I naturally don't have the temperament of the True Lord..."

"Don't talk. Nantianmen has arrived. Be careful of your words and actions. No matter what others say, nod your head slightly and snort it with your throat. I have observed that my uncle has been entering and leaving Nantianmen several times. Don't worry, I will cover you with me."

Immediately, when "Yang Jian" heard this, his body paused and his steps became much stiffer. Looking at the Nantianmen and many heavenly soldiers and generals who were gradually approaching in front of him, he felt a numbness in his scalp.

But when things were about to come, "Yang Jian" could not tolerate turning around, so he had to bite the bullet and walk forward with a stiff body.

"True Lord!"

The soldiers and generals of the Nantianmen saw the approaching "Yang Jian", saluted and shouted.

This sound almost scared Yang Jian's heart out of his chest. After a few seconds, he barely heard a "hum" faint from his throat, and then continued to walk forward.

Just as "Yang Jian" was getting closer and closer to the film of the Nantianmen, Mo Liqing slightly blocked Yang Jian's way from the side and asked with a little confusion.

"Didn't the True Lord just left the Nantian Gate and went to the lower realm to subdue demons? Why..."

Now, "Yang Jian"'s steps were completely stopped, and cold sweat came out in the black armor, his mind full of fake "Judicial God" being caught, and tears were so scared that they were about to shed tears on the spot.

Chenxiang, sitting on Yang Jian's shoulder, slightly lifted up a corner of the mask, revealing a weird eye blinked slightly at Mo Liqing, and said.

"Hehe, this is not my uncle's love for me. I want to take me to see the big monsters who are causing trouble so that I can also have a long experience."

"Oh, it turns out to be agarwood..."

Mo Liqing pretended to have a sudden realization. In fact, looking at the only one who dared to sit on the shoulders of the judicial god, this second generation of immortals with a terrifying background.

Not to mention that he has the support of many Daluo Jinxians in the Anarchy Sect, even in the heavenly court, the God of Judicial God is his uncle, and even the Jade Emperor is his... Uncle?

Of course, the Jade Emperor was not good at wiping away the agarwood openly for some reason, but it was impossible to admit the existence of the agarwood in person. In order to avoid trouble, the Jade Emperor basically regards the agarwood as non-existent now.

Before, when Yang Jian brought agarwood back to the Heavenly Court and passed through the South Heaven Gate, he happened to be on duty as the Demon Liqing. After seeing agarwood, he would naturally not forget it.

"But why are you wearing a mask in Chenxiang?"

"When I was passing by, a strange aunt kept staring at me, so I found a mask to put it on to avoid trouble."

Chenxiang stuck out his tongue slightly at Mo Liqing, looking obedient and cute, and secretly pinched his fingers on "Yang Jian".

pain!

Perhaps inheriting the power of Tang Sanzang, the power of Agarwood was surprisingly great. "Yang Jian" was so painful that he was shocked in an instant, but he also woke up slightly. He recalled Chenxiang's previous words, snorted coldly, passed by the side with a blind eye to Mo Liqing, and headed towards the "film" of the Nantianmen.

"Goodbye, goodbye Uncle Mo Liqing."

Chenxiang waved his hand obediently at Mo Liqing, and then he buckled the mask again on his face, covering the tender beauty that showed a corner.

Mo Liqing waved slightly at Chenxiang, and witnessed "Yang Jian" passing through the film formed by the "formula" of the Nantianmen without any obstacles, the doubts in his heart also dissipated, and he turned to a rather emotional sentence.

"But he is really a well-behaved child, with a bit of the demeanor of the holy monk back then..."

Speaking of this, Mo Liqing's expression suddenly froze, but he recalled the incident of Tang Sanzang's final moves killing many Bodhisattvas into the Lingshan Mountain in every move.

"Little Chenxiang... won't become like this in the end..."

"Yang Jian" who broke through the South Heaven Gate was flying wildly, regardless of the southeast, west and north, and flew wildly until he was about to leave the thirty-third level of heaven, and then he dared to slow down his speed.

“Hu…hu…”

"I was scared to death. I almost thought I was going to be caught. At that time, I might be going to walk on the Dragon Slaying Platform."

"Yang Jian" slowly changed and eventually turned into a child with a similar body shape as agarwood. There were several white dragon scales on his cheeks and a pair of small dragon horns on his head, which looked much younger than Ao Yu back then.

"No, I'm here."

Chenxiang patted her chest, took a deep breath of air, and suddenly felt a breath of freedom.

Heaven... In the eyes of Chenxiang, the fairy spirit is indeed lingering, but it is silent everywhere, without vitality, and so boring.

"Why can't it be? I heard from my sister that the older sister Xihai was caught and killed by the Dragon Slaying Platform because she broke a night pearl. In the end, she survived and was imprisoned in the palm-sized Yingchou Stream for hundreds of years. In the end, your father rescued him."

The young dragon said in a silence.

"Yeah, so, you have to repay your sister's kindness and help me rescue my father." Chen Xiang took a token from Longzi's waist, then put it in his arms, and said.

"Hehe, but I didn't expect it to be much easier than I thought to have passed through the Nantian Gate." The young dragon son said with some pride.

"Where is that simple? If I hadn't secretly placed my uncle's judicial god token on you, then the South Gate of Heaven could turn you into ashes. At that time, the Eighth Prince, you will become... a braised white dragon."

Chenxiang said with warnings.

"Actually, if it weren't for my mother, uncle, Yu Ding Zhenren, Taiyi Zhenren and Huanglong Zhenren, they wouldn't teach me the art of change, and I wouldn't want you to take the risk to help me."

"It's okay, I'll teach you..." Prince Eight of Donghai patted his little chest and said.

"I can't learn what you...the dragon clan is doing." Chen Xiang said helplessly with a three-point feeling in her tone.
Chapter completed!