Ever since he started cultivating, Yang Jian had never suffered such a serious injury.
Of course, this was also because he had only cultivated for 500 years and had not fought many times with others. He might be in an even more miserable situation in the future …
When he was unconscious in the air, the thing that he could not let go of the most was the demon in the black mountain.
After all, that was a monster that he had created. If that monster had wreaked havoc in the North Continent while he was unconscious, or even rushed out of the North Continent …
He had to recover quickly.
Before Yang Jian's primordial spirit sealed itself, the only thought in his mind was this.
Perhaps it was because he had always had this thought in his heart, coupled with the fact that the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was extremely mysterious, he had swallowed more than ten immortal pills that his master had given him in one go. Coincidentally, a few of the pills could unleash their medicinal effects …
In short, when he fell into the valley and was carried away, the bones in his body began to emit a crystalline glow. His precious blood quickly regenerated, and the wound on his chest began to heal quickly.
Originally, even if a Golden Immortal suffered such an injury, under the precondition that the Golden Immortal maintained his consciousness, it would take a year and a half to recover.
However, after seven days, Yang Jian's entire body had recovered. Three layers of dead skin had fallen off his chest, and the wound had completely closed. It was like a baby's skin, containing a faint glow.
The Heaven and Earth Essence Energy was slowly absorbed by him, and gray "springs" gradually appeared all over his body. Xuanqi flowed out of these springs. From a trickle, it gathered into a huge river, and finally, it surged and surged through his entire body.
Although he had not recovered to his peak strength, he was safe and sound. He had survived this crisis.
Before he woke up, his voice moved.
"Cough! Cough, cough! "
Yang Jian, who was lying on the stone bed, coughed violently twice. He suddenly turned his head and opened his eyes. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood to the side.
The blood was filled with poisonous miasma, accompanied by some Skyfire essence energy. After Yang Jian spat it out, he felt his body relax. There were no more obstacles, and his breathing became much smoother.
His eyes were a little blurry. Although his body had recovered, his head was in pain, and he wanted to slowly get up …
"Hey! Don't move! "
An extremely gentle voice came from the side. Yang Jian looked towards the source of the voice and couldn't help but be stunned.
It was not because he saw a fairy or a beautiful woman, nor was it because he saw a demon or a ghost. It was purely because the gentle voice and the burly man he saw … were too different.
Standing beside the bed was a man who was about three meters tall. He had a muscular body and was wrapped in animal skin. His long hair was tied into a bunch of small braids. Among all the people that Yang Jian had seen before, he was the person with the most 'wild' appearance.
This person's left ear had a hole the size of a pinky finger, and there was a small snake hanging from it. The small snake was sticking out its scarlet tongue at Yang Jian, as if it was spitting out a thin flame.
This person's face was somewhat … ferocious. He looked like a human, but at the same time, he did not look like a human's facial bones. There was a lightning mark on his forehead. If he took a few more glances at it, the lightning seemed to come alive …
"Thank you for saving me." Yang Jian endured the headache and slowly sat up. He searched for the source of the headache and touched the back of his head.
What was going on? Why did he have a big 'bump'?
If it was just a fall from the sky, even if the height was ten times higher, according to the strength of his body, there would not be a single scar left.
How did this bump come about?
Why did it feel like someone had hit the back of his head with a stick? Who had the ability to not kill him? The more he thought about it, the more ridiculous it seemed.
The burly man rubbed his hands. It was only then that Yang Jian saw that this person actually had four arms …
The story that his master had told him back then still echoed in his ears. A word suddenly came out of Yang Jian's mouth.
"Witch?"
"Ah!" This man seemed to be very reserved. He rubbed his big hands and squinted his small eyes at Yang Jian. He asked tentatively, "Human?"
"Yes!" Yang Jian nodded. He felt an inexplicable feeling in his heart. He slowly stood up, but found that he still had to look up to this burly man called Wu people.
"Thank you for saving me, fellow Daoist."
"There's no need, there's no need. We hit you with a stick. Ah, no!" The more the burly man spoke, the more confused he became. He panicked and his four hands swayed as he took two steps back.
Yang Jian felt that this person was very powerful. At the very least, he felt some pressure.
The Wu people laughed awkwardly and turned to run. He was still shouting, "Grand Ceremony! Grand Ceremony! That fellow from the human race is awake! "
Yang Jian could not help but smile. He looked at himself. Apart from the damage to his immortal robe, there was nothing wrong with him.
He took two steps forward and looked in the direction that the Wu people had run in. He saw a cave, and the sun was shining brightly outside the cave.
He controlled Xuanqi to slowly melt the "big bag" at the back of his head. There was a domineering power left in the big bag. Previously, when Xuanqi repaired Yang Jian's body, it did not expel the power from his body.
At that moment, Yang Jian used Xuanqi to guide it. To his surprise, he realized that the power could be slowly assimilated by Xuanqi …
Could this be fate?
The Wu people were born from the flesh and blood of the Great God Pangu. He cultivated the mysterious technique left behind by the Great God Pangu and had a relationship with the Lady of Earth.
He had fallen from the sky and landed in the territory of the Wu people. When he was unconscious, he was hit with a stick and realized that the power that the Wu people had left in his wound could be assimilated by him …
"Magus …"
Yang Jian sighed softly and walked into the sunlight. He subconsciously used his arms to cover his eyes, but he frowned.
It was not sunlight, but a fireball condensed by a mystical ability. It hung under the "vine" that covered the sky and emitted a white glow.
Under the illumination of this light was a dilapidated village built in a valley.
Half of the houses in the village were low wooden houses, while the other half were caves on the mountain walls.
There were hundreds of houses there, and there were also hundreds of caves on the two stone walls. He could see some figures inside, but most of them were skinny and had strange faces. There was no vitality in them.
It was bleak, desolate, and lifeless.
That was Yang Jian's first impression of the Wu people's tribe.
Is this the Wu people? Is this the Wu people who ruled the world with the demons?
Even if the Wu people were at fault, the descendants of the God of Pangu had fallen to such a state. Wouldn't the Heavenly Dao remember the merit of the Great God Pangu and give them some blessings?
Yang Jian felt a little emotional.
The Wu people looked similar to humans and had a Connate Dao Body. Therefore, many of them had intermarried with humans in ancient times. When the human race was enslaved by the demons, it was also the Wu people who stood up for the human race and allowed the human race to gradually develop.
After the Great Magi-Demon War, many tribes of the human race were naturally good at fighting. It was also because of the remnants of the Wu people's bloodline.
Chi You was the best example. Back then, he was also half human and half Magus, but he became a Grand Magus and fought with the Yellow Emperor for hegemony. He wanted to seize the destiny of the human race, but in the end, he died and struggled for nothing.
In the eyes of the human cultivators, they were more inclined to call Chi You a Magus, and not the leader of the Jiuli tribe.
Even so, the demons who had slaughtered the human race in ancient times were still powerful in the five continents. Why did the Wu people decline?
The burly man of the Wu people was running towards a slightly larger straw hut. As he ran, he shouted, "Great Ceremony", "Great Ceremony".
The straw hut was like a huge bowl that was upside down on the ground. It should be the residence of the most powerful person in the tribe. It was not luxurious at all, but it was a little sturdy.
The curtain of the straw hut was lifted, and a thin old man about five feet tall walked out. Behind him were two women of the Wu people who were ten feet tall. Although the two women of the Wu people did not look sweet, they were not ugly either.
They had the majesty of … female warriors.
"Great Ceremony! Look! "The burly man of the Wu people pointed at Yang Jian." He has woken up! Hahaha! Little Ang's stick doesn't count! "
That stick …
The short and skinny old man looked more like a human. He directly scolded the burly man, "What are you waiting for? Hurry up and invite the guest over! The tribe has not received guests for a long time. Don't you have this little bit of etiquette? "
"Etiquette? What is it? "The burly man of the Wu people was a little confused.
When Yang Jian heard this, he chuckled and walked over from the distance. He could not help but sweep his gaze through the mountain caves, and when he saw quite a number of thin and weak teenage Shamans, he frowned slightly.
He scanned the various parts of the valley with his spiritual senses. There were thousands of Wu people there, but there were only dozens of them with powerful bodies. The rest were all lying down or sitting. A few young Wu people looked like they were at the end of their lives …
If the Lady of Earth saw the decline of her own race, she would definitely feel bad.
It had been 500 years since they had seen each other after the Nirvana Agreement. Yang Jian did not dare to have any wild thoughts, but he had never forgotten about it.
"Guest, quick, please come in." The thin Maguspriest greeted Yang Jian warmly. He was so old that he could not tell if he was a man or a woman.
"Yes," Yang Jian replied gloomily. He followed the Maguspriest into the house. Under the guidance of the Maguspriest, he sat on a meditation cushion. There was a short table in front of him.
The burly man of the Wu people and the two Wu people were whispering to each other. However, they were speaking in a language that Yang Jian could not understand. There were many nasal sounds.
That should be the Ancient Magi.
The Maguspriest went straight to the point and asked, "You have the aura of our Ancestor Zu Wu, the Lady of Earth. May I ask if you are related to her?"
"To be honest, I have received a lot of favors from the Lady of Earth," Yang Jian said warmly. He stood up and bowed. "I was seriously injured in a battle previously. Fortunately, you saved me. Is there anything I can do for all of you? "
"Guest, you're too polite. Since you're a friend of my ancestor, we should treat you politely." The Maguspriest smiled dryly. "Besides, we didn't do anything. You recovered by yourself."
Yang Jian thought for a while and said, "I saw this place …"
The Maguspriest raised his hand and stopped Yang Jian from continuing. He said seriously, "Although I, the Wu people, have fallen to this place, I don't want to be given charity by others. Take back what you want to say."
Yang Jian was speechless.
He did not expect the Wu people to be so proud. He had indeed wanted to ask what was going on so that he could think of a solution.
However, on second thought, there were countless mighty figures of the Primordial World who were friends with the Wu people. If these problems were so easy to solve, the Wu people would not have fallen to such a state.
Yang Jian sighed in his heart and cupped his hands at the Maguspriest. Just as he was about to sit down, he heard a chuckle from outside the straw hut. It was a woman's voice …
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