Chapter 232 Return to the Heaven

"Where to go next?"

Yang Jian asked doubtfully.

Soon, he realized that his question was in vain.

As the Queen Mother of the West led him to trace the long river of time and space.

The originally thick river of time and space became thinner and thinner.

Until finally, it becomes as thin as a stream.

At the end of the stream, through the gray fog formed by the chaotic air, one can see a small courtyard with a closed wooden door.

Yang Jian was shocked.

This was the place where he had once met Hongjun - Tianwai Tian.

It was here that Hongjun refined the Way of Heaven.

He recalled the last glimpse he had at the time of the Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe.

At that time, Fairy Caixia had already summoned the Zhuxian Sword Formation, preparing to fight for the way of heaven.

If it succeeds.

So when he opens the door now, will he see Fairy Caixia?

Yang Jian asked the doubts in his heart.

The Queen Mother of the West responded with a mysterious smile: "The past is a foregone conclusion."

Fixed number.

Yang Jian tried to figure out what the Queen Mother of the West wanted to express.

But he couldn't figure it out.

He and Fairy Caixia had clearly made such a big move at the time of the Dragon and Phoenix Catastrophe, so why did they still say that this was a certainty?

Queen Mother of the West saw Yang Jian's doubts and gestured to him to look at the small courtyard in front of him: "This is Hongjun's method of suppressing the long river of time and space. As long as this place exists for one day, the past will never change. What you think is a variable is also a constant. Think about it, was the movement you made during the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation caused by you? Or was it Caixia who did it?"

"Yes~Rahu!"

Yang Jian only felt a rumbling sound in his head.

He only felt that it was extremely refreshing to stir up trouble under the name of Luohou, but he never thought that he thought he was a variable, and as a result, all his actions became history.

"That Fairy Caixia~"

"You want to save her? Don't dream. It is inevitable that her incarnation Luohou will fail in the battle with Hongjun."

Queen Mother of the West said coldly.

"Now, don't think about those unrealistic things. Open the door and let me go in. Only you can push open this door as a variable. It just so happens that Hongjun is going to preside over the catastrophe. This trip of ours is really a perfect match of time, place and people."

"Didn't they say that the past is a foregone conclusion? What does the Queen Mother of the West want to do?"

Yang Jian placed his hand on the mottled wooden door and slowly applied force.

"Squeak~"

The wooden door screamed open.

He always remembered that the original purpose was just that Nuwa wanted to find the Queen Mother of the West and ask for an answer.

What the Queen Mother of the West was pursuing at this time should also be what Nuwa was most concerned about.

This was something that Nuwa was obsessed with so much that she even sent out her incarnation to investigate.

The answer is obviously not simple.

"It's very simple, that's where the chaos came from!"

The Queen Mother of the West spoke slowly and stepped inside, the phoenix hairpin on her head swaying.

Only then did Yang Jian notice that there was a hairpin on the Queen Mother's head, on which was woven a phoenix shape with gold threads. At this moment, as the Queen Mother of the West moved, the wind swayed, and the phoenix seemed to be flapping its wings and about to fly.

The scenery in the courtyard was no different from Yang Jian's previous memory.

Lotus flowers, streams, and thatched houses.

The mottled Chaos Bell in the corner was covered with green copper rust, and the Axe of Creation lay lonely on the ground next to it.

At the base of the wall, firewood chopped from large Chinese toon trees was scattered around.

Hongjun was not there, and the first Qilin who transformed into a cat was not there either.

"Chaos Bell, Great Chun Tree! It seems that Donghuang Taiyi and Dongwanggong really died at the hands of old Hongjun."

A trace of regret flashed across the Queen Mother of the West's eyes.

She turned and asked Yang Jian.

"The Axe of Creation and the Chaos Bell are both great treasures of the creation of the universe, but the universe can only be opened once. Which one do you think is the real one?"

This question stumped Yang Jian.

I thought to myself, how could I know something that even you, Queen Mother of the West, one of the great ancient powers, don’t know?

Yang Jian suddenly realized that when he was fighting Yuqing before, Yuqing had offered the auspicious clouds of the heavens. The clouds evolved into the heavens, with thousands of stars, and each star was a world.

And the Chaos Spirit Pearl that he sacrificed contained a strong meaning of creation.

Later he found out that it was Yuqing who wanted to use the Chaos Spirit Pearl to refine the Pangu Banner, the treasure of creation.

He told the Queen Mother of the West what he had seen and heard.

Queen Mother of the West smiled and said, "This method of creating a small world can indeed give birth to a treasure of creation, but it can only obtain a trace of the charm of the real treasure of creation. But this trace of charm is enough to make it look real. Even if the real treasure of creation of the prehistoric world is placed in front of you, you will not be able to tell the difference."

"And the answer I'm looking for is who opened this prehistoric sky!"

As the Queen Mother of the West spoke, she walked forward and looked closely at the Axe of Creation and the Chaos Bell.

"Two fakes!"

Queen Mother Xi said angrily. She looked up at the thatched cottage and walked towards it: "Old Hongjun must have hidden the real thing."

While the Queen Mother of the West goes in to search.

Yang Jian was wandering around bored.

The green lotus standing in the yard was just as dying as before, as if half-dead.

Yang Jian suddenly remembered that he had previously fished out two dragons from the water tank where the green lotus grew.

One of the dragons is Ao Bing, the third prince of the dragon clan.

In that case, doesn't this water tank connect to the ancient world?
Yang Jian's eyes lit up.

Perhaps this is what Queen Mother of the West is looking for.

The real treasure of the creation of the world.

Green Lotus, or the Green Lotus of Creation.

Yang Jian carefully counted the petals of the blue lotus, and there were actually thirty-six petals.

One petal, one grade. The one before you is the thirty-sixth grade Green Lotus of Creation.

He immediately understood Queen Mother of the West's concerns.

Countless creatures living in the Yuqing heavenly celebration clouds were killed or injured in the great battle, arousing boundless karma.

If the prehistoric world we are in now is also a magic weapon in the hands of some powerful person.

The countless living beings who were practicing there could not escape the sudden disaster.

At this moment, the four lotus leaves below the green lotus should be the four continents of the ancient world, and the water below should be the Dragon Palace connecting the four seas.

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he suddenly thought of a way to return to the ancient world.

That's jumping in.

Ao Bing was previously fished out by him and then thrown back.

This means that if you go in directly, you will fall into the primitive world.

As for the Queen Mother of the West, he felt that she was not reliable.

Judging from many signs, it is obvious that he is a person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals.

If Queen Mother of the West finds the answer, will she let him go?

Thinking of this, Yang Jian made up his mind to leave.

Look back.

The Queen Mother of the West was still searching in the thatched hut, and rare treasures and peerless treasures from the ancient times flew out one after another.

Now is the best time to escape.

When he returns to the primitive world, the sword energy mark planted in his soul by Master Tongtian should reappear.

With such a trump card in hand, he won't have to fear the Queen Mother of the West.

Yang Jian found the scoop net he had used before and scooped one of the fish towards the East China Sea.

He planned to do the same as before, to first pick out a prehistoric creature at random, and then throw it into the water together with it, which would be the safest option.

It would be best if Ao Bing could be rescued, as it would be easier to get things done with an old acquaintance.

Yang Jian fiddled with the scoop net for a long time but caught nothing.

what happened?

Yang Jian felt a little doubtful, and then he used a scoop net to scoop fish in all four directions: east, west, south, and north.

Not to mention a dragon, there wasn't even a single hair.

"What are you doing?"

Suddenly, a question came from behind.

Yang Jian looked back and found that it was the Queen Mother of the West who had come out of the thatched hut at some point and was looking at him with a sullen face.

It was obvious that he didn't find what he wanted, and his tone was cold.

(End of this chapter)