Three months, June, a year …
The four seasons in the human world changed again, and it was April again. This blessed land hidden between heaven and earth was also full of peach blossoms. Looking from the attic in front of the Golden Glow Cave, the scenery of the mountains could be seen in the distance. It was magnificent and extraordinary.
However, the little figure was lying on the dressing table by the window, and there was a little loneliness in her eyes.
Her brother had been cultivating in the cave for a long time this time. He hadn't come out for more than a year.
Yang Xiaochan pouted, a little bored.
The bangs on her forehead were neat and tidy. Ting Lan and Cuizhu carefully braided a few small braids for her. The colorful immortal robe was a treasure bestowed by Daoist Master Yu Ding.
Her small feet wrapped in beautiful shoes walked gently, embroidered with flowers, insects, and fish. It was not an ordinary item.
At the door, Ting Lan and Cuizhu bowed at the same time, but they were stopped from shouting by a hand. Outside the door, a youth wearing a short-sleeved shirt and trousers quietly peeked his head out, then tiptoed to the window.
The light footsteps approached, but Yang Xiaochan didn't feel it at all. She just lay there in a daze.
"Ha!" Yang Jian shouted in his sister's ear.
"Ah!" Little Chan jumped up in fright, but Yang Jian took the opportunity to hold her in his arms and let her sit on his arm. Looking at her embarrassed little face, he laughed unscrupulously.
This kind of scene that ordinary siblings would appear, but the two of them couldn't avoid it and enjoyed it.
Yang Xiaochan put her head on her brother's shoulder, said nothing, and just giggled. She was happy enough, and happy enough, but happiness and joy were not for others to see.
"Do you miss me?"
"Yes!" Little Chan 'er's voice was much clearer. She struggled back and looked at her brother's somewhat rough face.
"Where do you need to miss me?"
"This!" Little Chan 'er pointed at her little belly with a serious face. She had been reading and practicing calligraphy. As soon as she learned how to be worried, she directly used it.
Yang Jian naturally loved and doted on her. His forehead gently touched hers, causing Yang Chan to burst into laughter.
"Come, stand properly. Let me see if you've grown taller."
"Little Chan is taller than the table!" Yang Xiaochan stood on her tiptoes. Then, she cleverly changed the topic and asked seriously, "Brother, you've been cultivating for more than a year! You must be suffocated in the cave. "
"He's just a little kid, but he's full of mischief!"
Yang Jian scolded softly and rubbed her head. After hearing what she said, the exhaustion in his body began to spread. He turned over and lay on her bed.
"Originally, I was supposed to cultivate for three years in one go. However, I, your big brother, am a heaven-gifted martial artist. I completed the three year target in one year, so Master let me out."
Little Chan 'er ran over with small steps and said happily, "Brother, you're the best!"
Yang Jian, who had been bragging to begin with, blushed inexplicably. He stammered a few words and said, "Of course, the mysterious art I cultivate originally only has eight great realms, and now I've already perfected the first realm."
Little Chan 'er blinked and looked at Yang Jian with admiration.
"It's really amazing that you can cultivate!"
"You can too." Yang Jian pinched his sister's face. "In another one or two years, Master will teach you mysterious techniques. At that time, you have to cultivate seriously."
"Hey! Brother, look at me. I'll cross my legs for you. "Yang Xiaochan jumped onto the bed and crossed her legs beside Yang Jian. She made a Taoist incantation gesture and closed her eyes.
Yang Jian immediately smiled from ear to ear, but he didn't say much about her cultivation. Instead, he praised her a few words.
"But brother, what is the purpose of cultivation?"
"To be immortal, to fly in the sky, to become stronger and more powerful." Yang Jian closed his eyes to rest. The string that had been tense for more than a year had finally relaxed.
He had always been afraid that his master would reprimand him, and he was also afraid that his Eight-Nine Arcane Art would fail after he relaxed. Now that more than a year had passed, he had worked hard and completed the first realm of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. After experiencing a rebirth, he could start cultivating the second realm.
However, he felt that it was necessary for him to stay in the first realm for a period of time. Although this level had been perfected, his body still had more to refine, so he did not ask his master to help him enter the second realm prematurely.
"Brother, what's the use of becoming powerful?" Little Chan lay on Yang Jian's chest and asked softly.
"That way, we can save them … That way, we can find Mother, Father, and Big Brother. They were captured by the bad guys. We must become stronger to defeat the bad guys."
This was not the first time Yang Jian had used this excuse.
After coming to Jade Spring Mountain, Yang Xiaochan had been asking where his mother had gone, where his father had gone, and why he hadn't come to see them.
Yang Jian did not dare to mention life and death to her. He could only say that. He only hoped to save his "mother" as soon as possible so that Little Chan would not be too sad …
Yang Xiaochan was silent for a while before asking softly, "Brother, how many days can you stay outside this time?"
"About half a month." Yang Jian was a little uncertain. Previously, Yuding Zhenren had said that he was going to find a place for him to cultivate. When he returned half a month later, he turned into a long rainbow and disappeared into the horizon.
A place for cultivation? Isn't it good to cultivate here?
The world in Master's cauldron felt similar to the outside world. Although Master said that it had yet to take shape, the laws were incomplete, and the Great Dao was incomplete. It was not conducive for comprehension and cultivation …
However, he did not need to comprehend the world when cultivating the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. The Eight-Nine Arcane Art cultivated one's own Dao, and it opened the Dao Body.
According to the requirements of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, this world was only a place where the Dao Body was placed. The Dao Body absorbed energy from the world and nourished itself. In the end, it had to jump out of the world and cultivate in the Chaos …
However, since Yuding Zhenren had said that, there was naturally a reason that Yang Jian did not understand.
He had spent half a month with his sister. They laughed and chatted every day. Ting Lan and Cuizhu served them by the side.
Although they were in-name disciples, they considered themselves as maidservants and had their own rules.
Half a month later, Yuding really returned. He activated the Dharma Array of the Jade Spring Mountain to protect the Cave Abode and wanted to bring Yang Jian away from the Grotto-heaven.
Yang Jian was afraid that Little Chan would be too bored, so he begged his master to bestow one or two Dharma spells on her so that she could start cultivating.
It was easy to not notice the passage of time when cultivating. That way, Little Chan did not have to think about Yang Jian's return day and night.
Yuding naturally agreed. He passed down an introductory mystical technique that was suitable for female cultivators to cultivate. He also asked Ting Lan and Cuizhu to help him comprehend it. Then, he brought Yang Jian to the sky.
Before she left, Little Chan 'er still did not cry. She only waved her little hands at the sky with tears in her eyes.
Although Yang Jian was reluctant, cultivation was the most important thing at that moment. Moreover, there was a great array formation protecting this place and his master's reputation guarding it. Naturally, there would not be any danger …
"Ah … Master, how long will this cultivation take?"
"If you miss your sister, I can bring you back once every two years," Yuding said with a smile. He turned into a cloud and left with Yang Jian.
How could Yang Jian dare to let his master worry about him? He immediately said that it was fine and that he only wanted her to grow up carefree. At the same time, he secretly made up his mind that he had to rise as soon as possible and protect her from the wind and rain.
When the master and disciple were alone, they did not talk much. Perhaps Yuding was afraid that Yang Jian would think that he was not paying attention to his master, so he would sometimes find some topics to talk about.
It was an awkward conversation.
Yuding said, "The first realm of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art is called the 'beginning of the Great Dao'. There's no hurry to break through. Stay for a few more days to consolidate it. It will be beneficial for your future cultivation."
"Yes!" Yang Jian immediately agreed and asked, "Master, was there any problem cultivating in the Small Universe previously?"
"That place is not a complete world. There are many laws in the 3,000 Great Dao that are not obvious," Yuding said slowly. "Although the Eight-Nine Arcane Art cultivates one's body, one has to comprehend the Great Dao of Heaven and Earth and use it as a reference. It's useless for you to stay there for too long."
"Oh … Then where are we going?"
Yuding smiled and said, "A Major Chiliocosm outside the Primordial World. That is the place where I became an immortal. I once stayed there for tens of thousands of years before I had the chance to become a disciple of Teacher."
Yang Jian's eyes lit up.
Master's hometown? Heh, wouldn't there be a lot of gossip to dig up?
He had always wanted to know if his master's main body was a Yuding …
For example, the Three Xiao Goddesses of Jie School, the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism, and more than half of the mighty figures were Connate lifeforms. Almost no one knew their background.
I wonder if there's a peerless master's wife in that Major Chiliocosm …
Dong!
Yuding Zhenren raised his hand and knocked Yang Jian's forehead. He seemed to have seen through Yang Jian's thoughts.
Yang Jian grimaced in pain, but he could only cry. He quickly threw away his distracting thoughts and calmly admired the magnificent scenery at the ends of the world.
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