In the South Continent, in the Tribulation Clouds, there was a large city that had already turned into ruins.
A group of four people stealthily arrived and landed under a big tree in the courtyard. Only then did they reveal themselves.
Yang Xiaochan and Yohime were both wearing white dresses. However, Yang Xiaochan was slender and elegant like a young girl, while Yohime was quiet and gentle after experiencing wind and frost.
Chu Qian was wearing a green Daoist robe. She was solemn and elegant and did not dare to compete with the Mistress. However, if one took a closer look at Chu Qian and Yohime, their charms were surprisingly similar.
Yang Jian had changed into a green robe. His long hair fluttered in the wind, and he looked like a scholar, gentle and elegant.
He was a son of the Yang family. After bowing in front of the cenotaph, he retreated to the side.
Yohime had rested on Jade Spring Mountain for a period of time. At that moment, she had already recovered. Her skin was ice-cold, and her lips were thin like willow leaves. She should have been a lonely fairy in the galaxy, but at that moment, she was inexplicably sorrowful.
Yang Jian felt a little depressed. He turned around and walked out of the courtyard. He stood outside the courtyard and waited.
Chu Qian thought for a while and chased after Yang Jian.
"Second Master?"
"What's wrong?" Yang Jian composed himself and looked at Chu Qian.
Chu Qian bit her lips and said in a low voice, "Second Master, why did I … I don't mean anything else. I just feel, I feel … I seem to know …"
Seeing that she was hesitating and feeling uncomfortable, Yang Jian sighed softly and sent a voice transmission. "Don't tell her that the Heavenly General who harmed Yun Hua back then is named Mohan?"
"Yes … Didn't Mohan die in the hands of Second Master?"
"Mohan killed my father and eldest brother, and caused my mother to be suppressed for five hundred years. Of course, I have to kill him." Yang Jian looked at the branches of the big tree in the courtyard and sighed. "But do you know why he did such an inhumane thing?"
Chu Qian's body trembled as she looked at Yang Jian in disbelief.
"Second Master is saying! He is Cause! "
"Mm." Yang Jian nodded slowly. Chu Qian's delicate body trembled. She threw herself in front of the door and looked at the figure kneeling in front of the grave.
Yang Jian's finger gently tapped on Chu Qian's shoulder. Chu Qian looked at Yang Jian with teary eyes and said in a low voice, "Why … Why is she so bitter in both lives?"
"Fate, luck, tribulation, schemes, conspiracies … Everything in the world is unpredictable. The Heavenly Dao is just heartless."
Yang Jian sighed with his hands behind his back. "I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to accidentally tell her these things. The matter between Mohan and Yun Hua is in the past. Today, there's only Yohime. Don't say anything else. "
Chu Qian leaned against the door and nodded slowly. Then, she smiled through her tears and wiped her tears with her sleeves.
"Second Master, I want to serve Mistress in the future. Is that okay?"
"Help me take care of Mother and Little Chan 'er. I will not shortchange you," Yang Jian said. His words were a little unreasonable.
However, Chu Qian smiled happily. Her gaze never left Yohime's back. Her gaze was filled with attachment and longing.
"I'm still alive because I want to find her and protect her. I'm afraid that meeting with Second Master that day was predestined. "
"Yes." Yang Jian waved his hand. "Go in and accompany them. I'll take a walk in the city."
"Yes." Chu Qian bowed to Yang Jian and watched as Yang Jian left the alley.
She took off her hairpin and turned it into a Jade Instrument. She carried the instrument into the courtyard and sat beside the grave to play it gently. The music was gentle and had a hint of persuasion to convey her comfort.
When Yang Jian saw this scene with his spiritual senses, he smiled.
This matter could be considered perfect.
He jumped to the highest point of the city — a corner of the city tower. Yang Jian stood there and looked towards the east.
At that moment, what he wanted to do was plot against the God-Conferment and use the momentum of the God-Conferment to rush up.
How could he obtain the most luck, merit, treasures, and opportunities in the Great Tribulation?
In essence, all of this was actually being measured and controlled by the Heavenly Dao. As long as he did not interfere with the Heavenly Dao's "plot", the higher Yang Jian's status in the Great Tribulation and the more important his position was, the more luck he would have and the more merit he would have.
As for treasures, he would have to rely on swindling … Ahem, he would have to rely on his own abilities to snatch them.
During the God-Conferment Tribulation, immortals would spill blood. Life and death would be determined by the heavens.
Yang Jian played with the divine brush in his hand and realized that the material of the inkstone was extremely astonishing. He could find an Artifact Refinement Master to help him refine the inkstone into the Cloud Slapping Brick.
The treasure that Uncle-Master Huang Long had given him was becoming more and more convenient to use.
Yang Jian stood there and sorted out his thoughts about the God-Conferment Tribulation.
The beginning of the God-Conferment Tribulation was when the King of Shang, Di Xin, saw lust and insulted Nuwa's statue.
Although Nuwa's abilities were not outstanding among the six Saints, she had the merit of creating humans and mending the heavens. She had the most merit among the six Saints!
Saints were immortal and indestructible. What else did they care about apart from their pride?
Nuwa was the only female Saint among the six Saints. Was a female Saint shameless!?!
However, Nuwa was a Saint, and the human race was her creation. She was known as the Goddess of the human race.
She wanted to kill Di Xin, but she realized that he still had 28 years of the destiny of the human emperor. Therefore, she did not kill him directly. Instead, she followed the Heavenly Dao and sent the famous Three Demons of the Xuanyuan Tomb to confuse Di Xin …
King Zhou was tyrannical. He believed in slander, loved big things, and practiced strict laws. He made firecrackers, killed loyal people, dug out the hearts of Bigan, and destroyed the destiny of the Shang Dynasty.
Four hundred feudal vassals rebelled, King Wu attacked King Zhou of Zhou, and the Tribe of Enlightenment stood on King Wu's side. The Tribe of Severity got involved in King Zhou's camp without knowing why. What happened next was known to everyone. All the immortals showed their magical powers and fought fiercely, turning the world upside down.
In fact, after the Nine Bends Yellow River Array, it even attracted a battle between a few Saints. Apart from Nuwa, the other five Saints fought in the South Continent …
In the end, the ten thousand immortals of Jie School no longer recovered. Chanism's vitality was greatly damaged, and many disciples betrayed the sect and joined the Western Sect. The Dao Sect's luck was greatly damaged, and its strength was also greatly damaged.
That was the rough process of becoming a god.
Yang Jian was scheming and plotting.
If he wanted to attack, it would be best if he did so early. When King Wu attacked, everything would be settled.
If he could not participate in the God-Conferment Tribulation earlier, he would probably still be a grain supervisor. He would only stand up and turn the tide when the Zhou Army was defeated a few times.
He did not need to be on the God roll because he was now a marshal of the Celestial Court. He was personally conferred the title of Perfected Lord Erlang Xiansheng by the Jade Emperor. The Saint had bestowed him the "Qingyuan Wonderful Dao".
The main function of the God-Conferment Battle was to bring the dead disciples of the Dao Sect into the Celestial Court. They would be controlled by the God roll and manage the operation of the world.
Yang Jian was already the marshal of the Celestial Court. He had obtained the recognition of the Heavenly Dao, so he naturally did not need to be sealed by the God roll.
Therefore, Yang Jian could do whatever he wanted. As long as he did not die, he did not have to worry about being injured by the calamity.
On the other hand, his master, Yuding Zhenren, seemed to have a calamity in the God-Conferment Tribulation. For his master, he had to plan carefully.
However, with his master's abilities, he did not have much karma. He should not have … Could it be that the Great Dao injury that his master had suffered from breaking through to the Saint realm had not healed? He was just bluffing in the Celestial Court to intimidate others?
The more Yang Jian thought about it, the more he felt that he had to think more about his master.
In the end, he made up his mind not to let his master participate in the God-Conferment Tribulation. As a disciple, he would block all the calamities.
His master had sacrificed so much for him and done so much for him. How could he be a cruel and unscrupulous disciple?
"How should I change …" Yang Jian had some thoughts, but he eliminated them one by one.
Suddenly, he sensed something and looked northeast. He saw more than a hundred streams of light chasing under the Tribulation Cloud. After taking a closer look, Yang Jian was furious.
The twelve figures at the front were not the twelve commanders and the twelve disciples of the Wu people that he had painstakingly nurtured.
During the battle of the Celestial Court, Yang Jian did not allow them to take action and only waited outside the Central Heavenly Gate. When Ao Ji and Ao Xinke left, they were afraid that the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals would target the twelve "subordinates" of Yang Jian, so they brought the twelve Magihumans to the East Ocean.
When the twelve commanders heard that Yang Jian was fine, they cultivated on the small island in the East Ocean in peace.
Before Yang Jian came to the South Continent, he wrote a letter to Ao Ji and asked the Dragons to help him search for the Rainbow Gold Crystal. He also mentioned the twelve commanders and asked Ao Ji to inform them to meet up in the South Continent. He wanted to choose two young girls from the Wu people to follow his mother.
However, he did not expect that his twelve subordinates, the future commanders of the 1,200 grass gods, would be chased by a group of demons in the sky of the South Continent …
Among the demons chasing behind him, there were more than ten old demons in the Heaven Immortal realm. They had the advantage in numbers. The twelve commanders were only at the Perfected Immortal realm, so they could only form an array to avoid them.
Forming an array to avoid them was an elegant way of saying it. In layman's terms, it was fleeing in a sorry state.
Yang Jian was a little angry, but he did not rush over directly. Instead, he waited there.
The twelve commanders were his left and right arms in the future. It would be difficult for them to become useful without being beaten up. The Liches and demons had accumulated grudges for a long time, so it was normal for them to kill each other.
"Come here."
Yang Jian sent a voice transmission to the twelve commanders. If they could not hold on until there, Yang Jian would naturally save them, but he would definitely be extremely disappointed.
What he wanted was the Wu people who were good at fighting, not the Wu people who were just vases.
"Second Master!"
"It's Second Master!"
"We can't serve Second Master. Instead, we always cause trouble for Second Master. We really deserve to die!"
The twelve streams of light hesitated for a moment, but in the end, they were forced to change their direction and fly towards Yang Jian.
As for Yang Jian, he did not reveal his aura. He stood alone on the city tower and tied up his long hair with both hands. The spearless spear was already in his hand.
How could the demons be violent in the land of the human race?
He had forgotten that the Tribulation Cloud of the South Continent was pressing down, and the cultivators did not dare to approach. Instead, it gave the demons a chance to cause trouble.
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