Supreme Violent Young Master

Yue Yang's request was easy to fulfill, but as for the fact that Nuwa was uncertain, it was hard to say.    

    

Who knew what would happen in the future? Such a request was like a ticking time bomb that could explode at any time. However, even if he didn't agree, he wouldn't end up well. Thus, Yu Ji and Yu Wei had no choice but to nod in agreement. "Good. Then let's do as you say, fellow Daoist Nuwa!"    

    

Since the cause and effect had been dealt with, Chen Yuyang and Nuwa naturally returned to the Nuwa Imperial Palace. With a pout, he said, "Hmph, those two are too easy on you!"    

    

Chen Yuyang then laughed out loud, "Sister Nuwa, you will need their help in the future."    

    

"You know about it again, brother?" Nuwa let out a tender laugh, seeming to be in charge of some sort. Chen Yuyang touched his nose, and laughed awkwardly. After a while, Nuwa couldn't help but ask, "Elder brother, what should we do if we can handle this? It seems this great calamity is not an ordinary one!"    

    

Chen Yuyang chuckled: "Girl, listen to me ?" Chen Yuyang whispered into the ears of the Nuwa.    

    

Hearing Chen Yuyang's words, Nuwa immediately became bashful, her face flushed red, as she rebuked, "Brother looks like a gentleman, but how could you think of such a sinister move." After saying that, Nuwa paused for a moment before continuing, "That King Zhou is the emperor of the world, could it be that he will really be charmed by my Demon Clan?"    

    

As she paced, Nuwa said, "Ever since the era of the Five Emperors, even the emperor of the world has been protected by the energy of his Purple Vine True Dragon. How could those lesser demons get close?"    

    

Chen Yuyang could not help but laugh weirdly: "Sister Nuwa, with brother here, and a saint like you here, isn't it a piece of cake? Furthermore, the heavens are in chaos right now, and the flawless method to draw in Yuan Futong, the Grand Preceptor must have heard of it, and we can also move flowers to replace trees. Only by doing so can the Conferred God Battle be considered complete! "    

    

Nuwa let out another coquettish snort, then said, "Big brother, are you really going to do this?"    

    

Chen Yuyang laughed: "It's not that I have to do this, but that the blasphemy of a saint has damaged the luck of this eight hundred years. Under the heavens, the Conferred God Battle must be used as an opportunity, it's something that cannot be changed. Otherwise, if the tribulations are endless, when the karmic sinflames of the Aeon Span are superimposed and the primordial chaos is destroyed, that is the most important thing! "    

    

"Could it be that the legendary Immeasurable Calamity really exists?" Nuwa didn't comment at all.    

    

Chen Yuyang nodded seriously, causing the Nuwa to become suspicious once again, "Is this matter really feasible?"    

    

"Naturally!" Chen Yuyang laughed: "So what if you're the emperor of the human world, you are still just a mere mortal. The very name of the country has already been lost, who would dare to block the might of the heavens? With the beauty that can topple nations, coupled with the profound and exquisite methods of dual cultivation of Demon Clan, it would still be very difficult for King Zhou to not fall from the throne! "    

    

Hearing that Chen Yuyang had dual cultivated for a whole time, Nuwa's face flushed red once again, she never thought that Chen Yuyang would be able to say such exposed words, and she could not help but repeat them, her face turning even more bashful. Zhi Zun, once her dao heart was moved, it would not be a good thing. Chen Yuyang snorted. Nuwa immediately regained her senses, stabilizing her Dao-heart. The blush on her face immediately disappeared, but when she thought about her shameful thoughts, she could not help but feel that they were still fresh in her mind.    

    

Chen Yuyang asked indifferently: "Sister Nuwa, is that thing in your hands?"    

    

Nuwa hurriedly nodded, then stretched out her jade-like hand, causing a gourd to instantly appear in her palm. She smiled charmingly, "This is something made by me. I presume it isn't as good as my elder brother's Dharma Eyes!"    

    

Carefully sizing up the purple gold gourd in Nuwa's hands, Chen Yuyang nodded his head in satisfaction, thinking: "This is the legendary purple gold demon gourd, a sacred object of the Demon Clan, a demon flag." With this object in his hand, he would be able to attract all kinds of Demon Clan under the heavens. No matter if it was a Demon King or a Demon Saint, as long as they saw this bottle gourd, all of them would submit.    

    

Opening the gourd, he recited a few words to himself, "The three demons of Xuanyuan Graveyard, quickly come over!"    

    

Looking at the flashing lights, Chen Yuyang couldn't help but exclaim: "Extreme prosperity will lead to failure, life will lead to death, in this world there are no eternal protagonists, no eternal sects, and no immortal dynasties. Shang Tang, up to this day, has not had much luck in 600 years.    

    

Nuwa covered her mouth, laughing softly, "Why do you feel so emotional, big brother?"    

    

Chen Yuyang laughed as he waved his hand, "It's just sadness, the lives of mortals are not even a hundred years old. In the fate of a mortal, how many people do they know from the front one hundred years ago? "It is not as if we had all seen the sorrow of the ancient times, the rise and fall of the dynasty, and the hardships of the world. Now, we are somewhat numb to it!"    

    

Nuwa was also affected by Chen Yuyang's atmosphere, she silently shook her head and did not say a word. Chen Yuyang sighed once again: "The heaven and earth are heartless, everything is just like a stray dog, the saints are heartless, the common people are like a stray dog, and that's all. There is no other choice. A bunch of ants. Who has ever cared about the grief of an ant? "    

    

As he spoke, Chen Yuyang indifferently looked at the three demons kneeling in front of the Nuwa Palace, the Nine-tailed Demon Fox, the Marrow Spirit, and the Jade-faced Pipa. At this time, the jade-faced lute was no longer the jade-faced lute from Mortal World. It looked very young, but there was still a hint of childishness on its indifferent face. Very pure.    

    

Chen Yuyang kept sighing in his heart: It's a pity that this is the third era of the Great Wastelands. There's no longer the Tenth Prince of the Golden Crow who pleads on your behalf.    

    

Chen Yuyang sized up these three unknown Little Demons very seriously, and said coldly: "Today, the reason I summoned you three here was because I have an important mission for you three. "Listen carefully."    

    

"The little demon obeys the decree ?" The three of them kowtowed together.    

    

Nuwa took up the topic and said, "Listen carefully, King Zang has no sense of virtue, and does not respect Saints. Now that I've sent you down to the mortal world, the situation has turned into chaos. "After you succeed, you will be granted Immortal records, and you will be allowed to achieve Immortal Ascension on the spot!"    

    

"Many thanks to the Empress, many thanks to the Empress!" The three lesser demons kowtowed continuously. In the eyes of the Fey, becoming an immortal was the greatest gift. There was no one amongst them who didn't want to become an Immortal. However, in the eyes of Nuwa and Chen Yuyang, becoming an immortal was just a small matter. Some people, some things are just like this, in the eyes of different people have different expectations and expectations.    

    

Chen Yuyang watched as the three of them waved their hands, and the three golden lights entered their bodies. Chen Yuyang said in a cold voice once again, "You three, remember this time, the reason why we came down to the mortal world is to confuse the Evil King. Let him play the song every night, and he will have nothing to do with politics. If you dare to harm the common people, frame the innocent, use your mana to kill the innocent, then I will send you to hell, never to reincarnate, and endure the suffering of eighteen levels of hell for all of eternity! "    

    

The three of them felt a chill in their hearts and said, "We will remember this!" Nuwa nodded in satisfaction, then waved her hand and said, "Go!"    

    

Seeing the three figures gradually walking further and further away, Chen Yuyang couldn't help but sigh. Nuwa didn't understand, but she asked, "Elder brother, why are you sighing?"    

    

Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly, "There are some things that cannot be shifted away by our will. The moment these three demons descend into the realm, the Nine-tailed Demon Fox and the pheasant spirit will inevitably fall into a state of emotional tribulation, and they will be unable to recover in the end. As for harming the common people and being loyal to them, although I warned them, it was to no avail. If we do not go against the rules, how will we be able to arouse the anger of the people?    

    

"But Brother still gave the orders ?" A soft light flashed through Nuwa's eyes, but she didn't say anything else.    

    

After a long while, Chen Yuyang smiled bitterly as he shook his head and said, "I know that some words are nonsense, but I still have to say them.    

    

Prehistoric Land was close to the Jianghe Valley. There was a small village that was three thousand Li away from Chao Ge. Although it wasn't considered rich, it was still peaceful. On a sunny day, the villagers were fishing in various lands and living a peaceful life, far away from the conflicts of the secular world. This village had already existed in peace for who knew how many years.    

    

In this small village, the people that lived in the village were all of the Jiang Clan. Legend has it that he is the descendant of the Holy Emperor of Shennong, the son of the Flame Emperor. It was just that after the three Sacred Emperors, the world had become private. Forget about the Jiang Clan, even Gongsun Xuanyuan bloodline had begun to slowly disappear from the legends of Prehistoric Land. Only those who were descended from the same bloodline would know of what had happened back then.    

    

The head of the Jiang Clan, Jiang Feng, was currently tending the crops on the ground. He was facing the sun as he looked at the sky, sighing silently. Sweat had already eroded his palms, and the calluses on his hands were now very thick.    

    

He grudgingly used the hoe to dig a few times and could not help but become a little absent-minded. He made some calculations with his fingers, but there was no trace of destiny. He could not help but shake his head with a bitter smile. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead drop by drop as they streaked across the corner of his mouth, revealing a trace of bitterness and confusion.    

    

As the head of the Jiang Clan, Jiang Feng had a child by the knee. It was already an era of business and soup, but not many people had the family name. From this, one could see the traces of the existence of the Jiang village in history. However, Jiang Feng's son had cost him a lot of effort.    

    

Jiang Feng hoped that he could stay in this village as usual. However, he didn't know why this child would have such a strange phenomenon like flying bears and the arrival of his ancestor, the Divine Emperor Nong, personally naming him. He also said some vague things, all of which proved that the child's fate was extraordinary.    

    

In a flash, thirty years passed. Jiang Ziya, on the other hand, had a head of white hair, white hair, and was constantly studying Daoist magics. He was very interested in Daoist magics, and always wanted to leave the village, roam around, find the legendary immortals, and learn the art of immortality. With regards to his son, who had nothing to do all day, Jiang Feng was completely confused and didn't know what to do.    

    

Under the illumination of the bright sun, the sweat on Jiang Feng's forehead gradually started to flow down. His stooped back seemed to be unable to straighten up, revealing his old age.    

    

At this moment, someone shouted from the side of the rice field, "Patriarch, Patriarch!"    

    

Jiang Feng turned his head slightly and asked, "What is it?"    

    

The farmer called out, "Patriarch, something happened to your family, something happened ?" Hearing that, Jiang Feng put down his hoe, ran to the man, and asked nervously: "What happened? Is Ziya in trouble again? "    

    

That person was panting heavily. It seemed that he was still unsettled as he said: "No, no, Patriarch, you should return quickly ?" An old deity came to your house and said that he wanted to take your family's child as his disciple and go to Mount Kunlun to study the Dao. "    

    

"Really?" Jiang Feng was stunned and hurriedly said, "Let's go!"    

    

Soon, Jiang Feng returned home. The village was too small and the slightest movement could arouse the curiosity of the villagers. So, at this moment, someone was blocking Jiang Feng's front door. Seeing that the patriarch had returned, everyone respectfully made way for him and said, "Patriarch, patriarch!"    

    

Jiang Feng didn't understand, so he asked, "What happened exactly?"