Yang Jian had been searching for immortals with Little Chan 'er. It had been a few months since they had left home. Although there were many difficulties along the way, and the two of them had experienced many life-and-death situations, they had also enjoyed the magnificent rivers and mountains of this world.
At that moment, the Dao Sect was flourishing, the Three Sects were strengthening, the Celestial Court was declining, and the Western Sect was suffering.
The Magi and Demons in the world had declined one after another. The human race protected by the Three Sects of the Dao Sect was thriving, and the four seas were peaceful. The Immortal Empire, Shang, unified the Nanzhan Continent and the East Continent. The position of the Human Emperor was hereditary. Together with the Celestial Court's Jade Emperor and the Netherworld's King of Hell, they were known as the Emperor of the Three Realms.
Speaking of the Three Sects of the Dao Sect, they really had to … show off.
The Ren School did not accept disciples. Only the eldest disciple, Xuan Du, was the leader of the second-generation disciples of the Dao Sect. The Saint was free and unfettered.
The Jie School was known as the Ten Thousand Immortals. Golden Ao Island was a cultivation holy land with countless cultivators. The Grandmaster of Heaven taught everyone without discrimination and was respected by all.
The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism were famous in the world. Other than the Twelve Golden Immortals, there were also many second-generation disciples. The Kunlun Mountain's Jade Void Palace was open all year round. As long as one was upright and could walk through the Heaven Ascension Stairway in front of the Jade Void Palace, they would have a chance to become a disciple of the Saint.
The main point was actually to be upright. They had to have good fortune and a good background. They could not lower the luck of the disciples of Chanism …
Moreover, everyone knew that the Primordial World was an era that was very particular about karma and face. Among the Three Sects, the disciples of Chanism and Jie School did not get along with each other for various reasons. Although they were not like fire and water, some friction would occur from time to time.
Yang Jian was speechless when he thought about that. His mother, the Third Princess of the White Lotus Sect, Yohime, was the sister of the Jade Emperor. She married his father, a poor scholar, which was naturally a slap to the face of the Jade Emperor.
The Heavenly Generals who kidnapped his mother and killed his father should have been ordered by the Jade Emperor … The others would not dare to touch the Princess of the Celestial Court, right?
Thinking of this, Yang Jian left for Kunlun Mountain in a hurry.
He didn't expect the Jade Emperor to show any mercy. He and Little Chan were the stains on the Jade Emperor's face that could be wiped off at any time …
Ah, my dear uncle. According to the dialect of the Primordial World, this is a huge karma. He didn't know what he should do in the future, but for Little Chan, he had to save his "mother", Yohime, after he mastered his skills!
Forget it. I'll find my master first.
This ancient path was truly miraculous. It passed through the clouds and into the sea, extending without end. The rotation of the four seasons was different for ten miles. The sun and moon were disorderly, and the scenery changed.
Being at the top, he could experience the wonders of the Immortals and was filled with yearning for the future of cultivation in the mountains.
According to legend, during the Great Shaman-Demon War, there were six sages of the Human Tribe who traveled hundreds of thousands of miles on foot from Mount Buzhou in order to learn the skills to protect the Human Tribe. They kowtowed three times with each step, hoping to move the Sages.
However, when the six of them finally arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain after going through many hardships, they realized that Kunlun Mountain was surrounded by cliffs that did not leave a path for mortals to climb the mountain …
The reason why fables were fables was naturally because they contained many principles of 'Big, Empty, and Void'. They taught people to be positive and strive forward.
Therefore, it was written in the fable that the six of them overcame all kinds of difficulties and climbed a 10,000-feet-tall cliff after experiencing a narrow escape. Finally, they knelt in front of the Jade Void Palace and became disciples of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning.
From then on, a few of the twelve Golden Immortals were humans, and Kunlun Mountain also had an ancient path to seek immortality and make a pilgrimage …
Even if he did not study traditional myths, his official master was Yuding Zhenren, one of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism. Yang Jian knew that Yuding Zhenren had the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
However, he did not know where Yuding Zhenren was at that moment and which grotto-heaven he had occupied.
He did not know what era it was, nor did he know how many mighty figures there were in the world.
Therefore, he could only hope to get lucky and come to Kunlun Mountain, the place where everyone knew that there was a Saint. He wanted to try his luck and see if he could find Yuding Zhenren and find a good backer in advance.
Before becoming a god, the Jade Emperor would not dare to touch the disciples of the three sects, right? Of course, becoming a god was a scheme that the Jade Emperor had schemed against the disciples of the three sects. Yang Jian had some impression of this. After all, he would also be on the God roll later.
The God roll … That was a story for later.
He had actually become a figure that was neither high nor low in this mythical world. Erlang Shen was a Taoist Perfected Lord and a righteous god of the Celestial Court. Naturally, he was considered a figure.
Figure? Heh, Yang Jian laughed in a self-deprecating manner.
In his previous life, he had been mediocre and mediocre. He had been killed by a car, but now he had a chance to stand out.
However, his parents were no longer by his side, and there was no news from his close friends. Who was he going to stand out for?
All he wanted now was to find his destined master as soon as possible and have someone to rely on. He did not need to be afraid and hide with Little Chan 'er anymore.
"Brother, the sun is so big. It was snowing just now."
"Hey! Girl, don't take off your clothes! There's no one around? It's not okay if there's no one around! Your brother, I, am not a man! " Yang Jian reprimanded her with a stern face. He placed the giggling Little Chan 'er on the ground and helped her change her thick cotton-padded jacket.
Yang Xiaochan still had a pair of boots made of animal skin on her feet, but Yang Jian had been wearing straw sandals. A few of his toes were already frostbitten.
Yang Jian knew from the beginning that he would have to suffer a lot along the way to search for immortals. Fortunately, although his small body was not very majestic, he had cultivated immortal techniques with his mother for a few years. His physique was not comparable to that of ordinary people.
Yang Chan was the same as him. They were both born of immortals and humans. Her physique should not be any worse than his. — This was also the main reason why Yang Jian dared to bring his sister along the Ancient Kunlun Road.
The scorching sun was shining brightly above his head. He could not help but sweat profusely.
In order to prevent Little Chan 'er from heatstroke, Yang Jian held a palm-leaf fan and fanned Little Chan' er as he walked. His clothes were drenched in sweat, but he did not dare to bare his upper body.
In his opinion, Chanism emphasized on the 'education' of its disciples. They would definitely care a lot about rules and dignity. If he did something careless and caused his fate as an immortal to be severed, wouldn't that be a huge loss?
"Brother, I'm a little thirsty." Little Chan 'er pursed her lips and shouted.
Yang Jian grabbed the water bottle on his waist, uncorked it, and carefully poured a mouthful of clear spring water for Little Chan 'er.
Although this ancient road was long and difficult, they did not have the intention to harm others. As long as it was autumn, they could pluck wild fruits from the fruit trees growing on the mountain walls to satisfy their hunger.
When it was spring, they could receive continuous drizzles and collect them to drink.
Only the winter and summer sections were slightly difficult to endure. Moreover, they were often next to each other. The combination of ice and fire would wear down one's willpower.
However, in Yang Jian's opinion, compared to lying on the bed in pain for a month when he first arrived in this world, these sufferings were still bearable.
"After we pass this section, it should be spring or autumn," Yang Jian comforted. Yang Xiaochan was also comforting himself, "Let's rest at the next section today, what do you think?"
"Sigh," Little Chan replied sweetly. She lowered her head and looked at the boots on her feet. She said with a slightly red face, "Brother, you forgot to help me change my shoes …"
"Hmm? Ah! Look at my memory … Come, take it off first. It's wet inside, right? "
Yang Jian squatted down and let Little Chan hold his shoulder. He carefully helped her change into the breathable straw shoes. Although they had only walked one to two miles under the scorching sun, Little Chan's animal skin shoes were already wet enough to be wrung out. This made Yang Jian's heart ache.
"Why didn't you remind me earlier?"
"Brother, you still have to take care of me. It's very tiring … Little Chan can take care of herself, and she can also take care of brother! Hmm … If you grow a little older. "
Looking at the seriousness on her face, Erlang raised his hand and rubbed her little braided head. His spirits rose once again.
With such a sensible sister by his side, it would be hard for him not to be cured even if he did not want to.
The siblings hurried on their journey again. Their laughter drove away the long and arduous journey. However, they did not realize that there were a few pairs of eyes watching them from above the clouds …
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