It was recorded in the book:
"Gong Gong angrily touched Mount Buzhou. The Sky Pillar collapsed and a giant hole appeared in the sky. Goddess Nuwa was famous for refining stones to mend the heavens. However, after the Heavenly Pillar collapsed, the vault of heaven tilted and the world became unstable.
At that time, the four Saints attacked and killed a Black Turtle that had existed since the Primordial World was created in the North Continent. They took the limbs of the Black Turtle and used them to support the four corners of the sky …
The Black Tortoise originally stood aloof from worldly affairs. Now that it had suffered such a disaster for no reason, it naturally felt indignant. After its limbs were chopped off, its blood flowed all over the North Continent. Its huge body rapidly decayed and turned into miasma that filled the sky, covering the entire North Continent.
From then on, the North Continent never saw the light of day. It went from a place that was originally lush with vegetation to a place that was bitter and cold in the Primordial World. All living things were exhausted, and poisonous creatures were everywhere.
Although the Saint had killed the tortoise to save all living beings in the world, he owed the black tortoise. Therefore, he led the black tortoise's soul to reincarnate and become one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the human race.
Another Saint took action and refined a large piece of Mount Buzhou into a stone tablet. He placed it in the middle of the North Continent, suppressing the black turtle's resentment and purifying the poison in the place.
Over the years, the North Continent has regained some vitality. The Wu people have also been able to recuperate at the edge of the North Continent … "
Yang Jian's left hand gently brushed across these ancient characters on the bamboo slip, while the forefinger of his right hand pointed at that drop of Gong Gong's blood, turning the blue blood into strands and slowly drawing it into his fingertip.
He more or less understood why the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals had chosen to attack him in the North Continent.
The miasma that had condensed in the North Continent could block most of the waves of divine senses, so that Yang Jian could not summon help.
It had to be said that this trip to the North Continent was inexplicably dangerous.
The reason why Yang Jian dared to take the risk was that he had taken his Master Yuding into consideration. He felt that his Master would be able to save him in time if he was in danger.
But this North Continent, this black mountain …
Now that he thought about it, if he had not reacted appropriately, he would have died. His master could only avenge him and would not have been able to save him in time.
In the future, he would have to change his attitude. Otherwise, he would be treating his life as a joke.
Therefore, at the moment, he dared not to fully immerse himself in Gong Gong blood. Instead, he remained clear-headed and slowly turned Gong Gong blood into his own.
Although he was a little slow, his heart was calm and his Dao heart was traceless.
Not long after, the 27th Profound Bead in his body slowly condensed …
"The Great Dao of Water is of no use to me. Gonggong's blood is enough. I owe Xiaoyao Sanren a favor." Yang Jian stretched his body and slowly opened the other scroll with his left hand.
It did not contain any cultivation techniques or mystical abilities of Xiaoyao Sanren. It was still about the history of the North Continent. However, it was a scroll related to the Wu people. It was also written by Xiaoyao Sanren.
It recorded the locations of several major tribes of the Wu people, as well as the number of experts in their tribes. It also expressed a faint worry that the Wu people would disrupt the prosperity of the human race in the name of intermarriage with the human race …
From this, it could be concluded that this Xiaoyao Sanren must be a powerful being of the human race. The time when this Xiaoyao Sanren lived in seclusion and extracted Gong Gong's blood should have been before Chi You started the rebellion.
"I wonder how much time has passed since then."
Yang Jian muttered to himself and sat there quietly. He felt the wind blowing past the straw hut and unknowingly immersed himself in it.
On the stone wall 300 feet above his head, dozens of figures were searching in an even more spacious space in the mountain. Naturally, they did not find anything.
The two Daira's eyes were already red with anxiety. They could not find Yang Jian, and there was no news of their general. How could they return to the sky with such results?
No matter how unwilling they were, they could only conclude that Yang Jian had killed their general when they were unprepared and captured their general's primordial spirit. Then, he had already escaped calmly …
However, how was that possible?
"Lord! More than ten experts have entered the North Continent from the southeast! They are heading towards this place! "
"Search again!"
After a while, another person hurriedly returned and knelt on one knee behind a Daira. "We have found out that the Sixth Prince of the East Ocean Dragon Palace has brought a group of people and is heading towards this place!"
The two Daira's expressions were gloomy. They communicated with each other using their spiritual will and could only flick their sleeves.
"Remove the array and do not come into contact with them! We will disperse here and hide for a few more days! "
"Yes!" The person kneeling on the ground obeyed the order and left. More than a hundred figures rushed in all directions.
A moment later, array flags were taken out one by one, and the array disappeared. Each of these people carried an array flag and hid in the barren mountains and rivers without a sound.
If Yang Jian could see this scene, he would definitely be impressed by these people's obedience. The rarest thing was that these people were Heaven Immortals and Golden Immortals, but they could obey orders without any complaints …
Wasn't what cultivators wanted to be free and unfettered?
He did not know how the Celestial Court managed to make so many successful cultivators give up this transcendence.
Half a day later, Ao Ji arrived with the Dragon Palace's troops on a cloud. However, all he saw was a lonely stone mountain and the land around it that was full of holes and scars.
"Sss!"
Ao Ji inhaled a breath of cold air, his eyes filled with shock.
How intense was the battle that took place here? To think that it could cause the ground to be in such a state. There was not a single piece of flat land within a radius of a thousand miles.
"Quick, search the surroundings!"
The fifty thousand shrimp and crab soldiers dispersed again and searched the area quickly.
They were able to find this place by searching the souls and memories of living beings. The living beings along the way had more or less seen 'Venus Taibai' or figures similar to Yang Jian.
However, this method obviously did not work here because there was no aura of living beings within a thousand miles. Not even a poisonous insect could be seen!
"Your Highness! There is a cave entrance at the top of the stone mountain. Should we go in and investigate? "
"Why are you still reporting? Hurry up and go in and take a look!" Ao Ji slapped his thigh, feeling anxious.
His aunt had finally gotten married. Was she going to be a widow again?
Pui pui pui!
How could he say such inauspicious words! Before he came, his father had even smiled and said that Brother Yang was blessed and had long luck. He would definitely not encounter any disasters …
However, when he saw the bleak scene in front of him, he couldn't help but feel worried.
Soon, a group of soldiers who had entered the stone mountain came to report that they could not find any trace of Yang Jian.
Ao Ji let out a long sigh. The clues were gone just like that. An intense battle must have happened here, the kind that almost caused the world to collapse …
"Your Highness, why don't we return to the palace to discuss?"
"Ah, alright." Ao Ji shook his head and sighed. He turned back with the fifty thousand shrimp and crab soldiers and returned to the East Ocean Dragon Palace in low spirits.
After they left, the hundreds of figures gathered again. After a discussion, they dispersed again and disappeared into various parts of the North Continent.
They did not give up. They would not give up until they found traces of Yang Jian and their generals.
At the bottom of the stone mountain, in the straw hut.
Yang Jian sat on the rattan chair. His right index finger pointed at the drop of Gonggong's essence blood, which had already shrunk by one-third. He carefully sensed something.
Occasionally, an illusion would appear in front of his eyes. It was a giant with disheveled hair fighting with figures. He looked like a crazy demon and kept roaring.
Gonggong's blood contained a vicious aura. Previously, it wanted to drill into Yang Jian's mind, but Yang Jian discovered it in time and temporarily blocked it with Xuanqi.
However, the vicious aura was increasing. The power of Yang Jian's essence soul was not too strong. Even though it was separated by Xuanqi, he was still slightly affected.
He had no choice but to temporarily stop absorbing Gonggong's blood. Yang Jian raised his right hand and sat on the rattan chair. He calmly washed away the vicious aura.
More and more illusions appeared in front of his eyes. However, Yang Jian kept telling himself that it was just Gonggong's anger back then. It had nothing to do with him. He was just a hurried spectator.
He had already condensed twenty-nine Xuan beads in his body. If he didn't count the twenty-fifth bead that was about to condense, he had already condensed four Xuan beads in just one or two days.
Eight or nine Xuan beads was the most temperamental realm.
During normal cultivation, it would take an unknown amount of time to condense a Xuan bead. Moreover, the further one cultivated, the more difficult it would be …
Not to mention that Yang Jian still had to break through the limit of the fifth level. He had no idea how to break through at the moment.
"Where can I get more Zu Wu's blood?"
Yang Jian couldn't help but think about Zu Wu's blood. However, he didn't have a clue at the moment. He couldn't shamelessly go to the netherworld to ask Goddess Hou Tu for blood …
Xuanqi was slowly dissolving the vicious aura. Without ten days to half a month, it would be difficult to continue absorbing Gonggong's blood. Yang Jian then closed the wooden box.
He pinched a white jade bead from his thumb ring and put it on the table. He slowly pulled off the Xuan Gang around the bead and dispersed a little bit of Xuanqi.
People just couldn't stay idle. They had to find something to do.
"Don't you want to come out and talk?" Yang Jian asked, as if he was chatting with an old friend.
This bead was completely silent. However, in Yang Jian's perception, this bead was actually taking advantage of this opportunity to quietly absorb the vitality in this small space.
"Do you really think that I can't do anything to you?"
Yang Jian pointed out two lines of Xuan Gang and pressed the bead on the table. Then, he repeated the same trick. He used the Xuan Gang to make a small spiral drill bit and pressed it on the bead.
He activated the Xuan Gang drill bit and with a squeaking sound, a thin layer of light shavings came out from the bead!
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