"The young master is dead!"
An old man dressed as a servant called out in a daze. He hugged the young master who had lost an arm on the bed, and raised his head to cry.
Beside the bed, several people exchanged glances. Two of them retreated and disappeared out of the ship amidst the chaos, leaving only two human immortals to be questioned.
Soon, a figure came from the south. It was a burly man.
This person directly knocked away the ship and pulled the old servant away. He hugged the youth's corpse on the bed, his strong body trembling.
"Who is it! Who killed my son? Who is it? "
Son?
Wasn't he Master?
The two human immortals looked at each other, their hearts in their throats.
The pink-faced prince on the bed had a pained expression on his face. It was obvious that he had suffered great torture before he died.
The boorish man forced himself to calm down and tried to save the bloodline that he had secretly taken in as a disciple to deceive others. However, his expression became more and more furious!
From the wound of the severed arm, a tyrannical and overbearing immortal power drilled into the young man's body, destroying his internal organs and breaking his immortal body!
After that, that force even killed its way into the Purple Palace and extinguished the Primordial Spirit. Even that bit of True Spirit was not spared!
"Who is it! Who could it be? Who is it?! "
The boorish man seemed to have gone mad. He suddenly smashed the bed with a punch, then turned around and grabbed an Immortal beside him. His eyes were wide open and actually slightly bloodshot. "It's you, isn't it? Am I right? "
"Exalted Immortal, please spare my life." The man bent his knees and knelt on the ground. "I'm Young Master's good friend! It really wasn't me, it wasn't me! Young Master was injured by that evil man, and I'm not strong enough to rush over. If you want to kill me to pay for Young Master's life, I have no complaints! "
The boorish man's face was flushed with blood. He gritted his teeth and scolded, "Evil man? Which evil person dares to kill my disciple! Which villain is it? "
"I, I … I don't dare to say …"
The boorish man was like a man-eating beast. He opened his bloody mouth and wanted to swallow this guy in one gulp. "Speak! If you don't speak, I'll kill you and bury you with my disciple! "
The immortal's legs trembled, and his eyes rolled back as he fainted.
The boorish man turned his head around and glared at the other person.
"It's Yang Jian! Yang Jian, a disciple of the Hollow Jade Temple! He did it! "The other person was more straightforward. He didn't have the acting skills of the person beside him and directly shouted it out.
The old servant at the side said in a trembling voice, "Master, Young Master's arm was indeed chopped off by Yang Jian … but this matter was also caused by Young Master …"
"What did you say?" The boorish man glared at his loyal servant. "What happened?"
"Young Master, he … he intercepted Yang Jian's immortal clam and wanted to have a fight with him. That Yang Jian didn't want to bother with him at first and left after scolding him …"
The old servant sighed and said in a low voice, "But Young Master saw the three women behind Yang Jian, so when you spoke and invited him, your words were somewhat inappropriate. Yang Jian was enraged and shot out a spear shadow, breaking young master's arm. "
"What? He cut off my disciple's arm just because he invited three women! "The boorish man's eyes widened.
The immortal standing behind him took the opportunity to say, "Exalted Immortal, this is indeed what happened. However, even if Young Master's words were inappropriate, he shouldn't be killed so easily! Exalted Immortal, please recall Young Master's primordial spirit. He might not be in the netherworld yet … "
"What primordial spirit! That Yang Jian destroyed my disciple's true spirit! "
The boorish man suddenly stomped his foot, and the entire ship and the mountain ridge below it were directly shattered!
The three-meter-tall figure's long hair was disheveled, and he looked like a devil that had just been born. He kept beating his chest and stamping his feet, causing the earth to tremble continuously.
"Yang Jian! Yang Jian! I will make you pay for my disciple's life! Ah — I hate you! I hate you! "
Thousands of miles away, in the forest of the East Sea, the masked and robed figure snorted softly and continued to stand there watching the clouds rise and fall, as if everything was under his control.
Unfortunately, he still missed the most important point …
Outside Qianyuan Mountain in the Center Continent.
"Does Uncle-Master Taiyi, who has a lot of treasures, live here?"
Yang Xiaochan asked softly. She looked at the mountain in front of her, which seemed to be no different from the surrounding mountains and didn't even have much Spiritual Qi. She was slightly puzzled.
Yang Jian said, "Come out, let's fly over. My Uncle-Master's cave abode is not easy to find. It's hidden on a cliff."
Yang Xiaochan kept the fairy clam and stood between Yang Jian and Ao Xinke, stepping on the white cloud summoned by Yang Jian.
After flying forward for less than a thousand feet, they seemed to have crashed into a vertical water surface, and the four figures slowly disappeared on the spot.
After entering the formation, it was a different scene. Clouds were steaming, cranes were chirping, mountains were flowing, and maple leaves were falling. It was an indescribable immortal style.
A ray of golden light flew out from a cliff and turned into a boy in front of the four of them. It was the Golden Cloud Child that Yang Jian had met back then.
"Greetings, Senior Brother." The Golden Cloud Child bowed with a Dao salute. Yang Jian returned the greeting with a Dao salute.
The Golden Cloud Child said, "Master is waiting for you in the cave. Fairies, come with us. However, my master has always liked peace and quiet. Please don't make noise."
"Yes, yes!" Yang Xiaochan nodded and agreed. She took two steps behind Yang Jian.
The four of them followed the Golden Cloud Child to the cliff and felt that the universe had been reversed. Something had been created out of thin air. In a daze, they arrived in front of a palace that was half embedded in the cliff.
Under the tree by the cliff stood a handsome young man. When he saw Yang Jian, he could not help but smile and wash away the worry on his face.
"Junior Brother Yang Jian, you're here?"
Yang Jian could not help but smile and nod seriously. "I'm here today to take back the title of Senior Brother that I lost to you back then!"
Who else could the person under the tree be but Ling Zhuzi?
"Hahaha! Alright, go and see Master first. I'll fight you! "Ling Zhuzi laughed out loud. Yang Jian could not help but smile.
Ling Zhuzi walked forward and did not look at Yang Xiaochan and Ao Xinke. He only looked at Yang Jian. There seemed to be thousands of words in his eyes, but they turned into sighs …
"Now, you are considered the leader of the third generation disciples of Chanism. But I … "
"What's wrong with you?" Yang Jian took a step forward and raised his hand to punch Ling Zhuzi's shoulder. Naturally, he did not use much strength. Yang Jian said, "This expression is not the Ling Zhuzi I remember."
"Ah, it's a long story." Ling Zhuzi adjusted his aura and retracted his worried expression. He smiled and said, "To me, this is also an opportunity to prove my own Dao. These are … "
Yang Jian smiled and said, "This is the princess of the East Ocean Dragon Palace, Ao Xinke. Quickly call her Sister-in-law."
"So it's Sister-in-law." Ling Zhuzi bowed and said, "Although my junior brother has only cultivated for a short period of time, he has such luck."
Ao Xinke only nodded in return and did not answer. She even looked at Yang Jian timidly.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "It's not convenient for her to speak. It's not that she's being rude to you."
"It's fine, it's fine." Ling Zhuzi hurriedly waved his hand. Afraid that Ao Xinke would feel awkward, he pointed at Yang Xiaochan, who was still a young girl, and smiled. "This must be your smart sister."
Yang Jian nodded. "That's right. She's my sister, Little Chan."
Yang Xiaochan giggled and called out to her senior brother. She blinked and blinked back a piece of Seven-Colored Immortal Silk. It was not bad to wear it on her body. It was also a defensive numinous treasure.
The girl had tasted the sweetness. After entering the cave and greeting Perfected Taiyi, she shouted sweetly, "Uncle-Master Taiyi! I can see you again! "
Perfected Taiyi laughed out loud. He was very fond of Yang Xiaochan's thoughts. Then, he waved his hand and three immortal treasures appeared. They were all red hairpins, bracelets, and anklets used by women.
Yang Jian thought, Speaking of which, why did Uncle-Master Taiyi refine these things for no reason?
I don't dare to think about it.
Perfected Taiyi had not changed his appearance for hundreds of years. He seemed to know that Ao Xinke and the others were coming. He changed into an elegant Daoist robe and matched it with his handsome face that looked like a woman's. It really made people feel that he was not a "beauty" in the world.
He asked Jinxia Child to bring the three women to have tea under the tree and asked Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi to stay. Naturally, he had to explain some important matters.
Perfected Taiyi did not beat around the bush. He asked Yang Jian, "I've already mentioned to you about Ling Zhuzi's reincarnation. What do you think?"
"Uncle-Master, why are you asking me?" Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "You should ask my master."
"Your master is too old-fashioned and not flexible enough! However, you can use three people's brains alone. Of course, I'm looking for you. " Perfected Taiyi lay on the rocking chair and moistened his throat with tea. "I want him to reincarnate and throw himself into this calamity. What do you think? Don't be careless! "
Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi looked at each other. The latter looked helpless. Clearly, this was Perfected Taiyi's decision.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Actually, there are risks in everything you do. It's the same for cultivation. Senior Brother Ling Zhuzi's main body is an immortal stone. If it's a mortal body, it will be inferior. "
"Then, what do you think?" Perfected Taiyi frowned and asked.
Yang Jian said, "That depends on Uncle-Master's arrangements … Uncle-Master, have you found a place for Senior Brother Ling Zhuzi to reincarnate?"
"Not yet. I just have this thought. At that time, I will definitely find a good family for him to condense luck in the calamity." Perfected Taiyi sighed and said, "If Ling Zhuzi continues cultivating like this, even if he becomes Daira in the future, it will be difficult for him to become a great mystical ability cultivator. Even if he avoids this calamity, he will probably not be able to protect himself in the next calamity. "
"Master …" Ling Zhuzi looked a little lonely.
However, Yang Jian said, "Actually, everyone has their own fate …"
"Ling Zhuzi's reincarnation is an opportunity that he should have in his life," Perfected Taiyi said. "All cultivators feel that entering the Celestial Court is not a good thing. They will be restricted by the rules of the Celestial Court. However, the Celestial Court is a good place to cultivate. As long as you don't die in the God-Conferment Battle, the God roll will not be able to restrict your cultivation path. "
"Uncle-Master, you have put in a lot of effort."
Yang Jian bowed and looked at Ling Zhuzi. He persuaded, "I think this is feasible."
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