Chapter 858 (1/2)

Before dinner, Mr. Yang was an individual face man with gentle manners, polite speech and mild temperament.

After dinner, Mr. Yang's temperament changed greatly. His forehead was sweating and his mouth was oily. He looked like a wild man. He didn't eat or sit.

The strangest thing is

After the last bite, tears hung from the corners of Yang Er Ye's eyes.

Zhenzhen was the most shameful child to cry. Seeing Yang Jian's appearance, he said sympathetically, ”Dad, this uncle is so poor that he ate and cried for a meal! I think you'd better go to the kitchen and make a fried rice with eggs and bring it back to uncle! ”

Yang Jian, caught in the memory, quickly waved his hand and said, ”Dongjun, don't bother. I don't want to eat, but after eating the dejected soup you made, I can't control my emotions when I recall the old events.”

”Zhenjun, I have heard a little about your experience before you became a judicial God. There are only you and the three Virgin Mary in a family of five. Now the three Virgin Mary is Buddha again...”

Pan Haodong didn't go on and deliberately caught Yang Jian's appetite.

Although Yang Jian knew it was a trap, he couldn't help asking, ”Dongjun, do you know anything?”

”No, No.”

Pan Haodong repeatedly shook his head and denied.

Yang Jian did not give up, but stubbornly asked, ”Dongjun, ah Chan is my close relative. I don't allow her to be hurt. If you know anything, please tell me.”

”Hey ~ ~”

Pan Haodong sighed.

After a little silence, he got up and said, ”it's inconvenient to speak here. Change a place!”

”OK.”

Yang Jian quickly got up.

In less than a moment, they came to an extremely deserted place.

Pan Haodong said, ”can we isolate the perception of saints here?”

Yang Jian stared and replied truthfully, ”No.”

”Then we have to change places.”

The joyful arhat incarnated in Liu Yanchang has the blessing of sage mana, so Yang Jian can't see the real identity of the other party. Pan Haodong also inadvertently used his telepathy ability to find out Liu Yanchang's heart and determine that the other party is one of the eighteen Arhats of Buddhism.

His telepathy is not a magic power, but a spiritual power. Under the blessing of spiritual gemstones, no one can stop him.

Neither can Yang Jian.

”There is no place in the world that saints can't perceive.”

Yang Jian stared at Pan Haodong.

He really couldn't understand why the sage planned his sister. He seriously suspected pan Haodong of lying and bluffing, but he didn't look like the other party's solemn appearance.

That's strange.

Pan Haodong asked, ”where is the saint's ashram?”

”Don't you find it contradictory?”

Yang Jian smiled angrily.

Dongjun wants a place where he can isolate the perception of saints. Now he wants to go to the saint's ashram, which is simply to jump repeatedly and create contradictions.

”What we should guard against is not the Taoist saints, but the other two...”

When pan Haodong finished, Yang Jian was silent for a long time and said, ”then I can only go to Kunlun Mountain, the Taoist temple of my ancestor Yuanshi Tianzun. Dare you go? ”

The last sentence has a latent meaning.

Do you, an ominous Sun God, dare to see my ancestor Yuanshi Tianzun?

”Why not?”

Pan Haodong was very calm, but he was a little uneasy in his heart.

He once traveled to the western world to subdue demons, met the Yuanshi Tianzun, and clashed with each other.

However, the world's first Tianzun, anyway, is a saint. He should not capture himself without asking questions like the one who conquered the devil in the West.