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Chapter 132

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Yang Jian began to search for the treasure that Ao Ji had mentioned. After walking around for a long time, he found nothing.

It was like a spear or a stick, and it was terrifyingly heavy. It required several Elders of Dragon Palace to carry it. What on earth was it talking about?

Even if it was the Jingu Bang, a single Daira should be able to bring it along with him if he used some divine abilities.

Ao Ji followed Yang Jian as he searched. As expected, he found something in his family's treasure trove. Soon, he found two treasures that he fancied. He put them away as if they were treasures and did not dare to take more.

After wandering around the island for half a day, Yang Jian saw many treasures that tempted him. The one that left the deepest impression on him was the five Five Element Beads, which were Connate Spiritual Treasures that could control the elements of wood, water, fire, and earth.

By freezing the power of metal, wood, water, fire, and earth, one would be able to freeze the power of the natural world. A Primal Daoist's divine abilities and techniques would be dramatically reduced, and the power of his magic treasures would be dramatically reduced as well.

If this treasure was used by him, it would be like adding wings to a tiger when fighting and killing enemies. However, Yang Jian thought to himself, what he said before was that he wanted a weapon. This treasure was too heavy, and it would be too easy to take it, but there would be trouble in the future.

Continuing his search for the treasure that Ao Ji mentioned, Yang Jian was almost done circling the island for the second time when he finally found a path that he had never been to before.

He carefully sensed that there seemed to be something calling out to him along the way …

To be safe, Yang Jian turned to look at Ao Ji, who was enjoying the scenery at the side. He suddenly asked, "Did you hear that?"

"What?" Ao Ji was confused.

"Are there any items among these treasures that can confuse one's mind?"

"I can't say for sure either … But the ancestors of the Dragons placed great importance on luck. I don't think they would place such a sinister and evil item in this treasure land. After all, this place contains the luck of the Dragons."

Yang Jian was slightly surprised.

This place contained the luck of the Dragons, yet Ao Guang still allowed him to enter. This was undoubtedly Ao Guang expressing his closeness to his future brother-in-law.

It could be considered a form of acknowledgement.

"Something over there seems to be calling me over." Yang Jian pointed at the path beside him. Ao Ji was shocked.

"Go! The treasures here all have spirituality, and most of them are hidden! " Ao Ji was even more excited than Yang Jian. "It must have seen how hard you were searching for the treasure on the island, so it gave you some pointers!"

"That better be the case." Yang Jian took a deep breath and walked forward. Ao Ji followed as if he wanted to join in the fun.

At the entrance of the island, the Dragon King, who had been resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes and looked over. There seemed to be some hesitation in his eyes, but he did not say anything.

In front of him was a bamboo forest. The path was winding, but there were only three or four treasures on the side of the road.

Yang Jian walked forward, not taking a single treasure. He just wanted to see what was at the end of the road.

Finally, after turning a lush corner, he and Ao Ji arrived at the end of the path. There was a stone block there, and a spear was stabbed into the stone block.

At this point, the calling disappeared.

Yang Jian, on the other hand, frowned as he sensed something strange. He carefully examined the spear.

The spear was nine feet long, and the material of the spear shaft was unknown. It seemed to be made of jade, but Yang Jian felt that the spear shaft should be extremely tough.

The tip of the spear shimmered with a cold light and emitted a cold aura. It seemed to be the residual killing intent of the person who had used the spear previously.

Yang Jian walked forward and touched the almost translucent spear shaft with his fingers. He was immediately delighted. He held the spear in his hand and weighed it twice. It felt extremely heavy …

"Good spear. I wonder what material it's made of."

"Congratulations, Uncle-in-law." Ao Ji said with a smile at the side, "This spear was actually forged from the Rainbow Cloud Gold that only existed in ancient times. It can be both hard and soft. Although it is not one of those Connate Numinous Treasures that were born in the world, as long as it is nurtured well, it will definitely become a treasure with unparalleled power!"

Yang Jian smiled in satisfaction. He held the spear with both hands and gently swung it. He felt that it was quite easy to use.

However …

Everything was afraid of this' but '.

"It's a pity that it's not fated with me." Yang Jian solemnly placed the spear on the stone stool and cupped his hands at the spear. Then, he strode to a corner.

Ao Ji, who was at the side, was confused. He watched as Yang Jian walked to the side of the bamboo forest and attacked a bamboo, breaking it at the root …

It was not that his heart ached for the spirit bamboo planted in his treasure vault, but he really could not understand why Yang Jian would abandon the treasure and break a bamboo.

Could it be that he wanted to use the bamboo to make a spear barrel? This was a little too strange.

"Why …"

Before Ao Ji could finish his question, Yang Jian suddenly pinched the bamboo pole in his hand. With a soft sound, the bamboo pole turned into a bamboo stick. A black object that looked like a fire stick was grabbed by Yang Jian.

"Huh?" Ao Ji was stunned at first, then he cried out in surprise. "I was talking about this treasure previously! Why did it grow in the bamboo? "

Yang Jian's expression was a little solemn. He threw the bamboo sticks away and grabbed the "black rod" that was about the same height as him. He touched the black rod inch by inch with both hands.

He only felt that the black rod was lifeless. Even with Yang Jian's current Xuan cultivation realm, it was a little difficult to hold it.

Yang Jian injected a wave of Xuan Gang, and the black rod suddenly flashed with rays of light, as if it had come to life! It let out a beast-like roar, and the layer of black gas on its surface was dispersed by the rays of light!

The island was actually trembling slightly!

"Don't mess around!"

Yang Jian berated and retracted the Xuan Gang from the black rod. The black gas turned back and stuck to the rod, motionless.

That treasure … was not a rod. It should be a completed spear body, but it lacked the most important spear tip.

Yang Jian carefully sensed that the layer of black gas seemed to have been deliberately created by the person who forged the spear. It was to seal the spirituality of the spear and prevent it from dissipating, waiting for the spear tip to fuse into one.

At one end, there was a "small hole" prepared for the tip of the spear. There were circles of threads in the hole, and there were many thin Dao patterns in the threads.

Yang Jian sized it up very carefully. He recalled the dragon scale-like patterns on the spear when the Xuan Gang rushed away the black gas …

"Brother? Can I take this item? "Yang Jian shouted loudly.

"Of course." The Dragon King of the East Ocean's voice sounded from the side. He circled around the corner of the bamboo forest and appeared behind Ao Ji.

However, the Dragon King of the East Ocean's eyes flickered. He said, "This divine weapon is not complete. Do you know where the spear tip is?"

The appearance of the three pointed, double-edged spear appeared in Yang Jian's mind. Then, he thought of the three Jade Wave Flood Dragons and asked, "Is it related to Dragons?"

"That's right." The Dragon King of the East Ocean sighed. His expression was a little lonely. He said in a low voice, "I didn't want it to appear in the world, so I let it sink in this forest. I didn't expect you to be so fated with it. It chose you, and you also took a fancy to it. "

Ao Ji could not help but curse in his heart. He secretly felt sorry for his aunt.

Why do I feel that choosing a weapon is more troublesome than setting up a marriage that day?

The Dragon King of the East Ocean walked forward and took the spearless spear. The spear's body trembled slightly, as if it wanted to break free and return to Yang Jian's hand.

Yang Jian smiled as well.

"This item originally belonged to my fourth brother."

The moment Ao Guang said that, Yang Jian's smile froze. That was because Ao Guang did not say "my fourth brother's possession". Instead, he said four simple words — "my fourth brother".

Yang Jian's smile immediately froze.

A dragon? Turned into a spear? And a spearless spear … What's so special about this?

The Dragon King sighed softly and returned the spearless spear to Yang Jian. He slowly told him about an ancient past …



After entering the Dragon Palace for half a day, Yang Jian actually did not wait for Yang Xiaochan to take the initiative to look for him. He was somewhat impressed by his sister's improvement in willpower.

After leaving the Treasure Vault, Ao Ji ran away immediately. He said that he was in a hurry to refine the treasures, but from the looks of it, he was obviously avoiding the God of Plagues.

Who is the God of Plagues?

Yang Jian could not help but smile. Xiaochan must have been living at Ao Xinke's place, and usually found trouble with Ao Ji.

The Dragon King was still in the Treasure Vault, seemingly mourning the Dragons who had died. After taking the spearless spear, Yang Jian did not stay there for long. He went straight to where Ao Xinke lived.

He was in a good mood and wanted to tease Little Chan 'er, so he used Xuanqi to hide his trace, then turned into a butterfly and flew over.

Butterfly … The Second Master's hobby was really strange.

The butterfly flapped its wings all the way, but it flew extremely fast. Not long after, it arrived at the door of a large hall on the upper side. It did not go through the main door, but flew to the window in the corner.

Just as he reached the window, he heard an indignant complaint coming from inside …

"I think my brother doesn't want me as his sister anymore! After arriving at the Dragon Palace, you didn't come here first. You even wasted 14 hours! "

Yang Jian could not help but smile. No wonder the little girl did not look for him. It turned out that she was really angry.

Chu Qian advised softly, "The Second Master is busy, we have to be more understanding."

"That, that's right," Ao Xinke said with a slight pause, which reminded Yang Jian of the Dragon King's words.

The spearless spear that he obtained was actually closely related to Ao Xinke.

The butterfly flapped its wings and quietly flew in through the open window.

Coincidentally, Ao Xinke was standing by the window. When she saw the butterfly flying over, she blinked her eyes, grabbed the scroll in her hand, and threw it at the butterfly …

Eh?

Yang Jian was instantly stunned.

He came in the form of a butterfly, shouldn't he … land on the tip of his fiancée's hair, then turn into a human form and stand in front of her, silently looking at her … this scene?

Don't all women like butterflies?

Yang Jian was stunned, and the scroll happened to hit his head. He quickly removed the supernatural power of transformation, really afraid that his fiancée's scroll would cause some problems …

With a light smack, Yang Jian's forehead was hit, and he could not help but smile bitterly.

Ao Xinke let out a soft cry and quickly took half a step back. Her face was crimson, and she stammered but could not say a word. Little Chan 'er, on the other hand, jumped up in surprise and rushed toward Yang Jian.

Seeing that she was about to jump into her brother's arms, Yang Xiaochan suddenly stopped. She pouted and snorted, and her eyes were a little red.

"I don't have a brother who leaves me behind."

"I'm back now," Yang Jian said gently. Yang Xiaochan finally could not hold back, and rushed to hug Yang Jian and sobbed.

It was as if she was venting the grievances she had suffered these days, and the worry in her heart.

Yang Jian sighed and gently patted Yang Xiaochan's head. He looked at Chu Qian, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart.

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