That's good? What does that mean?
If he understood it literally, Qiong Xiao seemed to have heaved a sigh of relief after knowing that he was fine. She clearly did not want him to die.
Yang Jian was a little puzzled, but he was more grateful to Qiong Xiao. He felt that she was a true senior of the Dao Sect. Although she had spoken ill of him, she did not have any ulterior motives after appearing. She had been taking care of him.
Yang Jian fell into admiration and was a little touched by Qiong Xiao. However, that "illusion" did not last long. As Qiong Xiao raised her eyebrows …
"You went in? What treasure did you obtain? " Qiong Xiao hung the Golden Flood Dragon Scissors on her finger and swung it gently. She snorted and said, "As the saying goes, everyone who sees it has a share. If you dare to enjoy it alone, I'll see if you can walk out of this tomb!"
Yang Jian was rendered speechless.
"Aunt-Master, don't worry. It's all thanks to your care that I obtained this opportunity today." Yang Jian sighed. "There will be treasures delivered later. However, Aunt-Master, please don't attack the array formation first. I want to cultivate in seclusion here."
"Seclusion? You're very calm. Do you know that the outside world is already in chaos? " Qiong Xiao seemed to have mentioned it intentionally or unintentionally. "This concerns the battle between the Chan School and Jie School. I'm a little hesitant. Should I seal you here?"
She was naturally not just saying those harsh words. As one of the Three Xiao Immortals and a ruthless person who was famous in the Primordial World, she definitely had the strength to do so.
"Aunt-Master, please show mercy." Yang Jian cupped his hands and did not show any fear. "Aunt-Master, you won't bully me with your strength. As the saying goes, soldiers fight soldiers and generals fight generals. If you want to deal with me, the three generations of disciples of Jie School are enough."
"Pui!" Qiong Xiao placed her hands on her waist and cursed, "If those bastards could be half as black-hearted and half as good at fighting as you, would I have to do this!?!"
Yang Jian was silent again. He did not seem to be able to respond.
His master was nearby. He might have already discovered the predicament he was facing.
"Uncle-Master, please wait for me to leave the treasure land before we talk about anything else. Please show mercy on the island-protecting array formation, Uncle-Master." Yang Jian smiled bitterly and bowed with a Dao salute. "I will definitely remember today's favor."
Qiong Xiao's eyes revealed a rare look of contemplation. Then, she nodded gently and said, "I won't do anything to ruin your cultivation. However, if you don't have any good treasures to show your filial piety after you come out, hmph!"
"I understand. Don't worry, Martial Uncle."
Just like that, Yang Jian managed to temporarily calm the fiend outside with a few words.
Logically speaking, when the Saint was furious and the Great Tribulation descended, Qiong Xiao should have rushed back to the Three-Immortal Island to hide and stay with her sisters to deal with the calamity that would descend at an unknown time.
However, Qiong Xiao still stayed there. She stood outside the island in the Miasma Lake and waited quietly for Yang Jian to break out of seclusion.
What was she thinking? What was her goal? Perhaps she really wanted to suppress Yang Jian in this place … No one knew.
The array formation no longer trembled. Yang Jian could finally cultivate in peace.
The Black Turtle Elder did not care about the conversation between him and Qiong Xiao. He only waited quietly. When the matter was over, he closed the array formation control and led Yang Jian to the last place in the hall. At the same time, it was also the most precious place.
The blood pool.
"The Black Turtle is like me, but it's also inferior to me. Xuanyuan is like me, but he's also inferior to me. "
The old man sighed softly and said a few words. He looked at Yang Jian and said, "You cultivate your body and can naturally unleash the power of this pool of precious blood to the maximum. However, before entering the pool, you have to answer me. "
"Senior, please speak."
"There's another secret behind the death of the Black Turtle. The Demon Master, Kun Peng, does not dare to touch the Xuan Beasts of the North Continent." The old man spoke slowly, as if he was talking about something trivial. "Xuanyuan asked you to take revenge on Kun Peng, but I said that you don't have to keep this matter in mind. In the future calamity, you will naturally have the chance to see Kun Peng. You have to remember that the Mysterious Pearl is very important. You have to get it back. "
Although Yang Jian could not understand the Black Turtle Elder's words, he knew that it was a secret of the Primordial World that he could not come into contact with at his level.
At that moment, he only lowered his head and said, "Yes." He remembered that.
He would only know what would happen in the future. Yang Jian only wanted to have a clear conscience. He only knew that when he mastered his Mysterious Art, he would definitely fight the Demon Master, Kun Peng. That was all.
He did not understand the general trend of the world and the secrets of the Primordial World. He was not too curious.
When his strength reached a certain level, he would naturally understand.
Following the instructions of the Mysterious Turtle Elder, Yang Jian put away the light yellow robe and the Mysterious Turtle Belt. He took off the clothes he was originally wearing, leaving only a close-fitting short shirt. His long hair hung loosely over his shoulders as he walked towards the pool of precious blood.
The pool was only one square foot and three feet deep. The precious blood in it was bright red and did not seem to contain any spiritual Qi. It was just like the blood of ordinary people.
However, the desire and desire in Yang Jian's heart proved that the pool of precious blood was extraordinary.
"The Dharma power left by the Black Turtle has all turned into the miasma that pervades the North Continent. Half of the essence of the Black Turtle's flesh and blood has turned into the miasma in the tomb. The other half is left here, in this pool."
The figure of the Black Turtle Elder appeared on the opposite side of the Treasure Pool. His old voice seemed to carry a long-lost joy.
Yang Jian nodded solemnly. He did not enter the pool directly. He used Xuanqi to support himself, sat cross-legged, and floated above the Treasure Pool.
Seeing this, the old man finally smiled.
No matter who it was, they probably did not want to see their blood being 'bathed' by others.
Yang Jian sat cross-legged and began to try to activate the power of the Black Turtle's precious blood in the Treasure Pool. As soon as he thought of this, the Eight Nine Arcane Art changed. Xuanqi condensed five small cyclones under him, behind him, in front of him, and on his left and right sides. The Treasure Pool under him suddenly boiled.
The seven-colored glow was like a rainbow, constantly surging in the Treasure Pool.
Yang Jian sat there and waited quietly. At the same time, his whole body and mind sank into his own Treasure Body, subtly controlling all the acupoints in his body.
Five pure and abundant forces surged at the same time. Yang Jian's Treasure Body bloomed with rays of light, and dozens of Xuan Beads in his body were lit up at the same time!
The big bones contained the treasure light, and the heart and lungs contained the spirit.
Condensing the Way to forge the flesh and blood, I am called God in the Chaos!
The blood light surged, and the Treasure Pool was like a volcanic crater that had accumulated anger for many years. Seeing that the endless power was about to gush towards Yang Jian, the Black Turtle Elder, who was standing by the pool, gently raised his hand, and the Treasure Pool suddenly 'calmed' down.
The power of the precious blood should have been monstrous waves, but now it became a trickle, not hurting Yang Jian at all, and pouring into Yang Jian's body.
This was a return gift to Yang Jian for not staining the precious blood with his own body, saving Yang Jian from a period of heart-wrenching suffering.
On the low mountain outside the Xuanyuan Tomb, Yuding Zhenren, who was studying the Eight Trigrams Disc in his hand, glanced at the Xuanyuan Tomb with a slight smile on his lips. He then immersed his mind in the Eight Trigrams Disc in his hand.
What else could this disc be if not the Imperial Treasure Mirror?
No one knew how Yuding Zhenren got it, but there must have been a great battle. After all, no one would give up such a precious treasure easily.
At this time, all the big demons in the Xuanyuan Tomb had gone to Goddess Nuwa's Dao Palace to take orders, leaving only a few small demons to guard the cave. The formation that besieged Yang Jian previously had already collapsed with Goddess Nuwa's Demon-summoning Banner.
Yuding Zhenren was naturally relieved at this time. Yang Jian had already begun to absorb the Black Turtle Blood, and this great fortune had finally fallen on his disciple.
"Which place is this?"
Yuding Zhenren counted with his fingers and spat out the word 'four', a look of reminiscence on his face.
What was he reminiscing about?
But no one else knew.
It would take at least thirty to fifty days for Yang Jian to completely absorb the Black Turtle Blood.
Although thirty to fifty days was nothing in the Primordial World, and it was just a blink of an eye in the eyes of the mighty figures, at this moment, the Primordial World was in a state of panic. The power of the Great Tribulation had fused into the land of the South Continent, and all the cultivators were terrified.
The number of things that happened in these 30-50 days was uncountable, one after another.
First, the demons in Goddess Nuwa's Dao Palace paid their respects. Goddess Nuwa had instructed the demons to seal the mountain immediately after returning to the place of cultivation.
According to legend in the Primordial World, the current emperor of the human race, Xin, had slandered the bearing of the Saint with a poem. Goddess Nuwa wanted to kill him, but the Heavenly Dao stopped her. Therefore, she chose two women from the demon race and ordered them to hide beside Di Xin, exhaust Di Xin's destiny, and destroy the foundation of Cheng Tang.
That was only a rumor among the demons. No one knew the details.
However, that matter sent a strong signal — the Great Tribulation of the Dao Sect should be on the human race!
Back then, Nuwa had gained boundless merit from creating humans. She was originally the weakest mighty figure among the six who had obtained the Primordial Violet Qi, but she was the first to become a Saint.
The Three Pure Ones saw that the human race and understood their own path. Therefore, they established three sects and became Saints one after another.
Among them, Chanism, Jie School, and Ren School had all mentioned "protecting" the human race when they established their sects. Therefore, they borrowed the destiny of the human race and became Saints one after another.
Let's not talk about the two from the Western Sect for now. They were another Dao Validation Technique.
However, the three sects mentioned protecting the human race. However, before the human race prospered, they did not play much of a role. They only accepted a few personal disciples of the human race. That left a source of trouble for the Dao Sect.
Now, the Great Tribulation had appeared at the request of the Jade Emperor and landed on the Dao Sect. However, it was carried out in the mortal world of the human race in the South Continent …
Every action could only be said to be decided by the Heavenly Dao.
Many mighty figures of Chan School and Jie School placed their gazes on the South Continent and began to think hard about where to start.
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