The Sword Light struck the bottom of the black mountain. The ball of sanguine light had completely disappeared. The murderous aura that was attacking Yang Jian's body also seemed to stop in place.
Buzz —
The small green tripod above Yang Jian's head trembled slightly. Suddenly, it soared into the sky and entered the clouds.
A huge vortex appeared in the clouds. A huge suction force appeared in the dark clouds. The billowing black smoke and the demonic aura that filled the sky were swallowed by the vortex.
Yang Jian barely landed at the edge of the cave and sat beside the black mountain. The Xuanqi in his body was empty, but he was not in a hurry to recover. He just sat there and looked at the vortex in the sky.
At that moment, the Heaven and Earth Essence Qi was in chaos. There was murderous aura that had no owner everywhere. It was not appropriate for him to rashly absorb the Essence Qi to recover.
The ball of sanguine light was the murderous aura. Before Yang Jian arrived, it had already been injured by the Ten Thousand Lightning. It had broken through the power of the four Daira Essence Souls that had gathered around the murderous aura. Otherwise, Yang Jian would not have been able to remove it so easily.
The ground continued to tremble. It was not just because of Yang Jian's sword.
The reason why this fiendish demon could grow to such a stage in a few days was not only because of the power of the four Daira Essence Souls and more than a hundred Heavenly Generals, but also because it had connected to many earth meridians in the North Continent through the bottom of the black mountain.
In the earth meridians, the fiendish demon had absorbed a lot of the essence of the miasma that had settled down. That was why it was so powerful.
If this fiendish demon was eliminated, the miasma within a five-thousand-kilometer radius would be weaker and more vitality would be nourished.
In an instant, the billowing black smoke and the bloody fog that filled the sky disappeared.
The small green tripod even swept away the miasma and filthy aura around the black mountain. A ray of sunlight shone on Yang Jian's body, making him feel warm.
"You did a good job," Yuding Zhenren's voice came from behind Yang Jian. Yang Jian wanted to turn around, but he found that he had no strength left in his body.
It would have been fine if that sword strike had only used up all of his Profound Handle, but because of Yang Jian's fluctuating emotions, the Sky Splitter style that had appeared in the Dragon Palace had also appeared. Now that the 'aftereffect' of the sword strike had taken effect, Yang Jian actually found it difficult to even move a finger.
"Mas … ter …"
Yuding Zhenren smiled.
Even he, the Master, felt that his disciple was more and more outstanding. At this moment, when he saw Yang Jian being defeated and completely devoid of strength, he couldn't help but laugh.
"What would you have done if you couldn't kill this devil with that sword strike?" Yuding Zhenren turned to Yang Jian's side and lectured him with a straight face.
Yang Jian chuckled as his physical strength began to gradually recover.
It was like a riverbed. Previously, when Yang Jian suddenly gathered the river water and gushed out, the riverbed naturally dried up. However, there were still gurgling streams in the upper reaches of the riverbed. They slowly converged into a river and flowed into the riverbed.
"Master," Yang Jian stopped smiling and looked at Yuding with a serious face. He said seriously, "I think, at that moment, if I wanted to kill the devil wholeheartedly, I should have used all my strength without holding back. Then … "
"What?" Yuding Zhenren listened to Yang Jian seriously.
Yang Jian took a deep breath and looked at the sky calmly. "I'll use my own aura to fight for victory! Hmm, actually, I'll use my aura to win, Master. "
Yuding Zhenren thought carefully. He couldn't help but calculate with his fingers. In the end, he muttered to himself.
Aura? Taking advantage of the situation? But this wasn't the aura that his disciple was talking about …
Yang Jian turned his head away. He was afraid that his Master would see the smile on his face. He couldn't help but shake his shoulders.
"You brat, you're making fun of Master!"
Yuding's long sleeves fluttered. Yang Jian, who had recovered some of his strength, held his head and wailed. His forehead was swollen from being hit by his Master.
Yuding Zhenren was only a little annoyed, but he wasn't really angry. Seeing the long-lost smile on Yang Jian's handsome face, Yuding was touched.
When he first came up the mountain, he always smiled like this. But as his cultivation deepened, he gradually stopped smiling.
At this moment, Yang Jian's mood was like a ray of sunshine. After being suppressed for a long time, he could finally release it …
Yuding Zhenren didn't care about him. He raised his hand and waved. The green cauldron in the clouds slowly fell into his hand. Then, he kept it in his sleeve.
However, a seven-colored elixir appeared in Yuding Zhenren's hand. He said, "As the saying goes, when things reach an extreme, they will go in the opposite direction. This immortal elixir gathered the power of the four Daira Jinxian's primordial spirits. It condensed the miasma in this place and the evil aura of Gonggong. Instead, it turned the turbid into pure. With the power of rebirth, it's hard to find a second one in this world. "
"Master, I cultivate my physical body," Yang Jian reminded him from the side.
"Take it to the Dragon Palace as a betrothal gift." Yuding casually threw the elixir over.
Yang Jian didn't stand on ceremony. He raised his hand and caught it. He put the elixir shining with seven-colored light into the empty jade bottle.
Jade Creation Elixir. That was the name Yang Jian gave to this elixir.
Although he didn't know the specific effects of this elixir, his Master said that this elixir was too rare. After all, it was refined with the power of the four Daira's primordial spirits. If not for the chaos of the demons and demons, the Heavenly Dao would not have allowed it to take shape.
"Master, I left a marriage contract in the Dragon Palace previously …"
"You can decide that yourself." Yuding smiled. "The Dragon Palace's princess, Ao Xinke, signed the marriage contract after you left. The Heavenly Dao sensed it and the red thread of the moon has been tied. I have predicted the marriage between the two of you. It's perfect. "
"Hehe." Yang Jian was really a little embarrassed. "When I bring my mother back, Master, please preside over the wedding for me."
Yuding nodded gently, but he was thinking about the steps that immortals needed to go through to become Dao companions.
"As for the betrothal gift," Yuding said, "I don't have any treasures to give you. You have enough elixirs, and I'm afraid the Dragons don't lack them either. You have to think about it yourself. If it's just an elixir, it will be a joke. "
"Don't worry, Master. I'll do it myself." Yang Jian was almost done resting and stood up slowly.
He looked at the two immortal treasures in the ring. They were Mohan's storage treasures.
Yuding Zhenren looked at Yang Jian for a while. His gaze was calm, and no one knew what he was trying to say.
In the end, Yuding Zhenren only smiled and said, "I don't know when the God-Conferment Tribulation will arrive. I can't delay your mother's matter any longer. After I leave, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals will immediately look for you. You can decide how to deal with it. "
Only then did Yang Jian notice that no one was disturbing him when his master was talking to him.
Logically speaking, the immortals who had come to fight the demons would definitely greet Yuding Zhenren and form a good relationship with him after discovering that he was there.
"I understand." Yang Jian replied respectfully. After hesitating for a while, he suddenly said, "Master, why don't you become the person in charge of the God roll?"
He used Yuding's mystical abilities to stabilize the place and mustered his courage to say that.
Yuding frowned and said, "Who told you that?"
"This …"
"The Saint holds the flag, and the rest are all useless." Yuding Zhenren sighed softly and said warmly, "You can't think too much about this. You can't harm the reincarnation of the Flying Bear. I have the ability to protect myself. You don't have to worry. "
The reincarnation of the Flying Bear …
As expected, Master already knew who should be in charge of the God roll.
Yang Jian suddenly thought of the white-haired Jiang Taigong. He should have been born by now.
Yuding continued, "Although the root cause of the God-Conferment Tribulation is that there are too many immortal spirits in the world, it was triggered by the matter of the Celestial Court. You still have to leave some face for your uncle. Don't make him really unable to step down. "
Yang Jian nodded. Yuding Zhenren was afraid that Yang Jian would not understand, so he said another sentence. This time, he was even more straightforward.
"The God Conferment is to bind Carefree Immortals to the Celestial Court. If you have an official position in the Celestial Court before that, you will be safe when you are conferred the God Conferment."
Yang Jian could not help but laugh and replied very seriously, "Master, I understand."
Yuding Zhenren nodded in satisfaction.
The other twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism accepted disciples, such as Samantabhadra accepted Mu Zha and Hiroshige accepted Yin Jiao, were all to avoid disasters and help them enter the God roll.
However, Yuding Zhenren was afraid that his precious disciple would be harmed by the God Conferment, so he was thinking of a way out for Yang Jian …
It was indeed a good idea to go to the Celestial Court in advance before the God Conferment. Moreover, without the restrictions of the God Conferment, Yang Jian could resign at any time.
It was not that easy. The Jade Emperor was not stupid. How could the Celestial Court accept people at this time?
However, Yang Jian was an exception. With the matter of his mother, the White Lotus Princess, as an opportunity, he could naturally have a chance to enter the Celestial Court.
Actually, even if Yuding did not tell Yang Jian, Yang Jian naturally knew. However, when these words came out of Yuding's mouth, Yang Jian's heart was filled with warmth.
"Where are you going next?" Yuding asked.
"Wu people, I want to help them." Yang Jian naturally would not hide this. "I received too many favors from the Lady of Earth back then. I can't repay it all."
Yuding said, "Yes, if there's anything, you can go back to Jade Cloud Mountain directly. I'll wait for the God Conferment at Jade Cloud Mountain."
Yang Jian frowned. "Master, aren't you going to make some arrangements in advance?"
"There's no need." Yuding chuckled. Suddenly, a gust of wind blew and Yuding slowly disappeared, leaving behind a sentence that made Yang Jian sigh inexplicably.
Yuding said, "I'm not after anything."
Such a state of mind was something that Yang Jian really could not learn.
As soon as Yuding's master left, Yang Jian heard long roars coming from around him. Streams of light flew towards the Black Mountain. They were the human cultivators who had come to fight the demons.
By now, Yang Jian had recovered some of his strength. He stood there and waited quietly.
Lü Chunyang coughed and laughed. He was supported by the woman to fly at the front and was the first to congratulate Yang Jian.
However, before the streams of light could rush to the entrance of the Black Mountain, the sound of drums suddenly came from the sky.
Yang Jian looked up and saw golden light flickering. A few golden dragons were rolling in the clouds. Two clouds floated down from the sky. One of the clouds was huge, and there were countless silver-armored Heavenly Soldiers standing on it.
On the smaller cloud, there were more than ten bare-chested giants beating the Heavenly Drum. A golden-armored general stood at the edge of the cloud and shouted from an unknown distance,
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