Variable.
It was not the first person to say these two words to him.
The Dragon King had said it, his master had said it, Emperor Huang Xuanyuan had mentioned it, and this Black Turtle Elder had also mentioned it. He even asked him to create more variables and walk more paths that others had never walked before.
Why?
Yang Jian kept this iron plate, which he did not know the meaning of, in the deepest part of the Black Turtle Belt. He always felt that this was not an ordinary item.
What was the meaning of the word "nine" on it? It said that he was the ninth, or did it mean that this Black Turtle Relic was the ninth place …
Yang Jian stood in the greyish-white mist in a daze. At this time, his power had greatly improved. He had fifty-six Xuan beads, and his entire body was buried with the abundant power of the Black Turtle's precious blood, waiting for him to break through the Xuan Gate in the future.
Yang Jian secretly thought that these hard-won precious blood power must not be wasted on the accumulation of daily cultivation.
He also tried to avoid serious injuries, or else the power of the precious blood would automatically repair his injured body.
Fifty-six Xuan beads …
Yang Jian could not help but smile.
He obtained the Black Tortoise Belt, the light yellow robe, many ancient books, countless treasures, and more than a dozen treasures from the Miasma Spirit. The word 'quite abundant' could no longer be used to describe this trip.
But now that he thought about it, it was like a dream.
When he woke up from the dream, he might still be in the pavilion in the mountain. He woke up drunk and drank with Emperor Huang Xuanyuan for a while.
There were wisps of greyish-white miasma surrounding Yang Jian, but it did not hurt Yang Jian's Xuan body at all. In fact, Yang Jian could even absorb weak vitality in this greyish-white miasma.
"If I encounter a strong enemy, it is not a bad idea to lure them here."
Yang Jian sighed softly. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, someone suddenly patted his shoulder, which really shocked him.
He reacted quickly. The moment he pulled back, the spearless spear and the axe were already in his hands. But he did not have time to react. A golden light flashed, and the "familiar" rope directly wrapped around his body, binding the spearless spear and the axe at the same time.
Spirit treasure, Dragon Binding Rope.
"Yo, just because you got some benefits from the old turtle, you think you can fight me, your Martial Uncle? What's wrong?"
The girl in yellow walked forward with a mischievous smile on her face. Yang Jian's face immediately turned bitter.
How could he have forgotten about this god of plague?
"Don't blame me, Martial Uncle. I was just thinking about something." Yang Jian's expression was calm. He returned to his calm appearance, which made Qiong Xiao's teeth itch. However, she could not do anything to him.
They couldn't beat him, kill him, or scold him, so what was the point of capturing him?
Qiong Xiao snorted and took a step forward. She had already appeared in front of Yang Jian. The treasure light around her blew away the miasma and brought with it a wisp of clear fragrance.
"Give it to me."
Yang Jian looked at the fair hand in front of him and smiled bitterly. "What?"
"It's time to split my treasures!" Qiong Xiao snorted. "Are you trying to go back on your word? I won't take more from you. According to the rules of the Primordial World, everyone has a share. I'm your elder, so I can just take out half of it. "
Yang Jian looked down at his appearance. "How can I give it to you if you tie me up like this?"
"Hmph! You sly fellow, don't even think about tricking me! " Qiong Xiao wrinkled her nose and sized up Yang Jian's body. She immediately saw Yang Jian's Black Tortoise Belt and touched it excitedly.
The waist was the axis of the human body, and it was also a relatively private position. Although Qiong Xiao was only touching the three pieces of jade, Yang Jian could not resist it.
"I'll take it myself. Aunt-Master, I'll take it myself! Aunt-Master, just let me go. Don't you know how capable you are? How can I be impudent in front of you? I really don't have any thoughts about it. "
Yang Jian quickly lost. He spoke softly and complimented Qiong Xiao.
Qiong Xiao hesitated for a moment and put away the Dragon Binding Rope as if she was guarding against a thief. Yang Jian did not escape as he had said. Instead, he took out treasures from the Black Tortoise Belt.
At that moment, the depths of the Miasma Lake flowed with colorful lights and light barriers.
Qiong Xiao grinned. Her smile was pure and harmless, but Yang Jian was terrified and broke out in cold sweat.
He took out all the treasures that he had obtained from the Miasma Spirit previously. In any case, he would bring these numinous treasures back for his mother and Little Ling. They were not indispensable.
Qiong Xiao did not stand on ceremony. She picked out seven treasures. They were all good-looking treasures, such as a folding fan, a treasured robe, a red hairpin, a short sword, and so on.
However, she did not seem to want to take advantage of Yang Jian. She did not take the three most precious treasures — the Spirit-Destroying Golden Light Sword, the Mysterious Purple Clear Gourd, and a numinous treasure that was refined from an imitation of the Cosmic Ruler. It was also made by a master refiner of the Primordial World.
"Aunt-Master, is that all?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.
"Yes …" Qiong Xiao pondered for a while. Her expression was clearly conflicted. After all, she was Yang Jian's Aunt-Master. She had been famous for a long time, so she still had to be prideful.
Qiong Xiao coughed and blinked at Yang Jian. "Why don't you give your Uncle-Masters Yun Xiao and Bi Xiao a few more greeting gifts?"
Yang Jian could not help but laugh.
If Qiong Xiao wanted to snatch his treasures, she could just attack. It was all thanks to Qiong Xiao that Yang Jian could enter the Miasma Lake's Heart Island.
The value of the treasures and books left behind by the Black Turtle was immeasurable. Yang Jian had taken out those treasures with the intention of letting Qiong Xiao take them.
"That's good too. I also admire the other two Aunt-Masters of the Three Xiao Fairies." Yang Jian made an inviting gesture. Qiong Xiao moved forward again.
She muttered, "What Empress? Am I that old? Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that you know how to behave, I would have pulled your mouth off and rinsed it! "
Yang Jian smiled and did not say anything. He watched as Qiong Xiao picked two more treasures and did not touch the three most precious numinous treasures.
If she did not take them, Yang Jian could not persuade her to take them as she pleased. That would be too arrogant.
How could the Three Xiao Fairies lack treasures? However, Qiong Xiao felt that she had made a wasted trip. She had obtained Yang Jian's opportunity, but she did not have any blessings. She felt a little unfair.
As for the God-Conferment Tribulation … she really did not take it to heart.
"Yes, these are about enough." Qiong Xiao put away the nine treasures one by one. Her face was filled with satisfaction. She looked at Yang Jian more and more pleasing to the eye.
Qiong Xiao walked around Yang Jian with her hands behind her back. She raised her left hand calmly and patted Yang Jian's shoulder with some difficulty. "Not bad. You have a bright future. If you are bullied in the future, report your Aunt-Master Qiong Xiao's name."
"Thank you, Aunt-Master. Let's go out first."
Yang Jian extended his spiritual senses and suddenly realized that there was something unusual about the Miasma Lake. It no longer corroded or blocked his spiritual senses. Instead, it "magnified" his spiritual senses and pushed them out of the Xuanyuan Tomb, scattering them in the world.
Eh? The world seems to be different …
It was not because his mystic technique had improved greatly, but because there was a violent and impetuous Dao rune flowing in the world. It seemed to be some kind of evil aura. He did not know what it was for.
It should be related to the Great Tribulation of the Dao Sect.
At the thought of the Great Tribulation, Yang Jian was a little anxious. Previously, he had thought of many arrangements and various schemes, but he could not make it in time for most of them.
Just as Qiong Xiao was about to say something, a ray of jade light suddenly descended from the sky and enveloped Yang Jian. Yang Jian did not resist. Instead, he relaxed, and a green cauldron appeared above his head.
"Heh, Junior Brother Yuding, are you afraid that I will kill your precious disciple?" Qiong Xiao sneered with an unfriendly expression.
Yuding Zhenren's figure slowly condensed in the jade light. He could actually ignore the array formation inside and outside the Xuanyuan Tomb and appear there.
Qiong Xiao's heart skipped a beat. She looked at Yuding Zhenren and could not see through him.
"Alright, I can't afford to offend him, but I can't hide?"
Qiong Xiao snorted and retreated leisurely. In the blink of an eye, she disappeared like smoke.
Yuding did not stop her. He only cupped his hands at Qiong Xiao and greeted her before turning to look at Yang Jian.
"Follow me. The Great Tribulation has begun."
"Yes, Master."
Yang Jian answered respectfully and was carried by Yuding Zhenren. His vision blurred, but he had already arrived in the sky outside the Xuanyuan Tomb. The sky above his head was filled with starlight as he flew towards the Jade Spring Mountain.
Yuding Zhenren's expression was a little solemn.
Yang Jian asked uneasily, "Master, what's wrong?"
"Everyone knows that this calamity is a calamity for the Dao Sect. I never expected that the Saint would be furious at the beginning of the calamity."
Yuding Zhenren said what the cultivators of the three sects were most worried about. "I'm afraid this Great Tribulation is no small matter. Not to mention Daira, even Quasi-Sect Master mighty figures might be in danger of dying."
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded cooperatively. He suddenly recalled the story of the God-Conferment that he knew. His master seemed to have faced the Great Tribulation …
"Master, let me deal with this calamity."
Yang Jian said in a low voice, "I have the title of the Celestial Court. I'm also a Perfected Lord bestowed by the Saint. No matter what, I won't be on the God roll."
Yuding smiled and shook his head. "I've never been tainted by karma. The calamity of the Great Tribulation has not found me. You don't have to worry about me. As for you, wait for the Heavenly Mandate to arrive before going down the mountain. Don't be so scheming. "
Yang Jian could only smile bitterly when he heard his master's words.
He was scheming to obtain more benefits for himself. He wanted to use the Great Tribulation to rise and become a true God of War.
Apart from that, he was also considering all sorts of things for the sake of the Dao Sect and for his master to not be disturbed by the Great Tribulation in the future.
"Master, I still want to go to the South Continent to take a look."
"That's good too." Yuding did not blame him. Seeing that Yang Jian had made up his mind, he did not persuade him. He only said, "Be careful in everything. If you can't do it, don't force it. This Great Tribulation involves too many things. Even if your name is not on the God roll, you might not be able to avoid being killed. "
"Yes."
Yang Jian replied respectfully.
"This is the item you want." Yuding Zhenren handed a disc engraved with mysterious talismans to Yang Jian. At the same time, he tapped Yang Jian's forehead gently. Yang Jian already understood how to use the treasure.
In the end, the Heavenly Mirror had fallen into his hands.
Yang Jian carefully put away the Eight Trigrams Disc. Just as he put away the Heavenly Mirror for future use, he had already arrived in front of the Jade Spring Mountain.
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