Following the guidance of the voice, Yang Jian floated down from the sky and hid his tracks. He traveled 500 kilometers south and arrived at the back mountain of a large immortal sect.
From afar, Yang Jian saw a "mountain pavilion" on the mountain.
It was not accurate to call it a pavilion because the pavilion was too big. It was more like a palace supported by four pillars.
There were layers of white curtains hanging in the pavilion. A cool breeze blew, making it look like a fairyland.
In the pavilion, one could see the beauty of the forest and the rise and fall of the mountains from afar. As one looked up, everything in the world entered one's eyes. It was a good place to go.
Yang Jian saw a few women flying out of the pavilion from afar and floating towards the mountain in the distance. There seemed to be a courtyard hidden in the clouds.
In order to avoid being rude, he did not look at those women and only flew towards the pavilion.
When he got closer, he heard a loud laugh. The middle-aged man in brocade clothes and a tall crown in the pavilion welcomed him out. He laughed and said, "I heard Lü Chunyang mention you more than once. I didn't expect to meet you today. You're indeed a young hero!"
Yang Jian landed outside the pavilion and shouted towards the inside, "Senior has summoned this junior. I wonder what is the matter?"
The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Why did you summon me? You're the Marshal of the Celestial Court. Don't say such heart-wrenching words casually. "
"I used inappropriate words." Yang Jian bowed with a Dao salute. The man in the pavilion also bowed.
"Come in and have a chat. I've asked a few madams to prepare wine and food for us. We really won't return until we're drunk today!"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded. After another round of modesty, the middle-aged man grabbed his arm impatiently and the two of them entered the pavilion.
Yang Jian was not pretending. It was purely out of respect for the people of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors.
Who else could the person who invited him to the banquet be other than Xuanyuan?
Emperor Huang Xuanyuan actually had another meaning in Yang Jian's heart. After all, he had called himself a descendant of Yan and Huang for 23 years. This was what he had known since he was young.
Of course, this Xuanyuan might not be the Xuanyuan of the future, but there were many similarities between his life and the "history" that Yang Jian knew. He was also one of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, and he had done a great service to the human race.
"Little Friend Yang, take a seat. Don't be too restrained. I'm not the ruler of the Three Realms. "
Yang Jian laughed. "If I were sitting with the Ruler of the Three Realms, I probably wouldn't feel so restrained."
"Hahaha! Interesting, interesting." Imperial Monarch Xuanyuan clapped as he laughed, and he sat cross-legged at the side of the short table.
Yang Jian also sat down cross-legged. The two of them were a few feet apart. Yang Jian wondered if Emperor Xuanyuan had called him here for the Xuan Yuan Tomb.
It was true.
In the beginning, Xuanyuan didn't mention this, but just chatted with each other.
Xuanyuan held a wine cup, and Yang Jian held a wine cup with both hands. He said, "I saw the inner demons you experienced when you went to the Fire Cloud Cave last time."
Yang Jian was stunned, and then he smiled bitterly.
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much about this matter." Xuanyuan smiled. "It's true that a man should respect etiquette in the world, but there's no need to restrain yourself too much in this matter."
Yang Jian: You don't restrain yourself.
He didn't have Xuanyuan's realm …
"Senior, I shouldn't refute your kind advice, but I already have a conclusion about this matter in my heart."
What he meant was that there was no need to mention this matter, and he could solve it himself.
Xuanyuan nodded with a smile. He drank a few more cups of wine with Yang Jian before he asked about the "main reason" for calling Yang Jian here.
"Today, there's a rumor among the demons that you're going to the Xuan Yuan Tomb to search for opportunities. Is this true?" Xuanyuan asked with a smile, but his smile was a little strange.
Yang Jian didn't know how to answer.
He couldn't say that he did have the intention to dig up Senior's grave. No matter how good-tempered Xuanyuan was, he would probably draw his sword.
However, it was impossible for Yang Jian to say that he was going to cause trouble for Daji. For a moment, he didn't know what to say …
Xuanyuan smiled and said, "My previous life is gone. There's no need to worry about it."
"I do have the intention to go and investigate." Yang Jian looked a little embarrassed. He put down his wine cup and said, "I feel that I'm insignificant in cultivation. Now that the great calamity is ahead, I don't dare not to think of more ways to protect myself."
"Hahaha! I'm really not blaming you, nor am I stopping you. "Xuanyuan couldn't help but shake his head and chuckle." I called you here because I want to get to know you. Secondly, I want to ask you something. Thirdly, I still want to ask you first before making any plans. "
Xuanyuan's final words were a little vague.
Yang Jian said, "Senior, please tell me."
"Can the highest realm of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, the mystical abilities, defeat a quasi-saint?"
Yang Jian was stunned when Xuanyuan asked that question.
He did not expect that he would be asking him about cultivation.
"It should be possible." Yang Jian did not say anything definite. Although he was confident in the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, no one in the Primordial World had relied on the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to become a mighty figure.
At the very least, among the mighty figures that Yuding knew, no one had cultivated the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to the extreme. After all, the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was inherently flawed.
Xuanyuan nodded slightly and pondered. After a while, he said, "I'm waiting here today because I want to make an exchange with you, Fellow Daoist."
"Exchange?"
"That's right." Xuanyuan nodded slightly. Then, he smiled bitterly and said, "You should know my background."
Yang Jian could not help but fall silent. To comment on a senior expert's background in front of him was to offend him to death. Of course, he would not do it.
However, Xuanyuan sighed softly and began to complain …
"Almost everyone in the Primordial World knows that I'm the reincarnation of the soul of the Black Tortoise of the North Continent. The place where the Black Tortoise is buried is also called the Xuanyuan Tomb. This matter is really hard for me to get over!"
Xuanyuan shook his head and sighed softly. "I'm the Black Tortoise, and the Black Tortoise is me. Originally, I cultivated in the North Continent peacefully. There was no karma, negative karma, or merit. I was carefree and had the Dharma powers that I had accumulated over countless years. I was not restrained by the Heavenly Dao. "
"Unexpectedly, the Dharma powers turned into poisonous miasma one day. When the four Saints attacked, I really died a beautiful death."
At that point, Xuanyuan gritted his teeth.
When they ascended to the Fire Cloud Cave, they had naturally understood the past and present lives. Speaking of Xuanyuan and the black tortoise, they could be considered to have a "glorious record". In the long years, the only time they fought was when four Sages attacked at the same time. Only then did they kill it.
Yang Jian thought for a while and asked, "Senior, do you want me to seek revenge on the person who spoke about the Black Tortoise?"
Xuanyuan was stunned. Then, he shook his head and chuckled. "You're really smart. I only complained a little, and you've already figured out what I want."
Xuanyuan asked Yang Jian if he could fight a Demi-Saint after he mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. In fact, he was only asking about Yang Jian's potential.
If Yang Jian said he could, he would give his conditions — the treasures of the Xuanyuan Tomb in exchange for Yang Jian's help after he mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
However, Yang Jian had guessed all of that. For a moment, Xuanyuan did not know what to say.
"Senior, your current cultivation level must be extraordinary. Why do you need me …"
"It's quite troublesome to explain," Xuanyuan said with a smile. "It's probably because of the Heavenly Dao's restrictions that we can't leave the Fire Cloud Cave for too long. No matter how high our cultivation levels are, we're just prisoners imprisoned by the Heavenly Dao."
Yang Jian's face was a little gloomy.
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, who were respected by the human race, actually had such difficulties. When Emperor Huang Xuanyuan said the word 'prisoner', the disappointment in his eyes could not be faked.
"Who was the one who harmed the Black Tortoise back then?"
"The Demon Master, Kun Peng."
Yang Jian was stunned.
Kun Peng was still alive?
Xuanyuan seemed to know what Yang Jian was thinking. He nodded lightly and said, "Although his whereabouts are unknown, he is indeed still alive. In the past, he and I cultivated in the North Sea and had some friendship during the Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation. However, he coveted the Kaihong Mysterious Bead in my body, so he killed two birds with one stone, causing the Heavenly Pillar to collapse and the four Saints to cut off my limbs. "
Xuanyuan sighed. "The Saints acted to save the world, so I don't blame them. The Demon Master, Kun Peng, schemed against Gonggong and Zhurong, killed me, and forcibly stripped the Kaihong Mysterious Bead from my body! If I can get out of the Fire Cloud Cave, I will definitely fight him to the death! "
Yang Jian thought about it and nodded slowly.
"If I can be of use in the future, please let me know, Senior."
"You agreed?"
Xuanyuan looked at Yang Jian with a slightly stunned gaze.
What kind of person was the Demon Master, Kun Peng …
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