The masters of the Dragons were waiting for Yang Jian in the clouds. They had obeyed his orders and did not dare to rush him.
According to Yang Jian's instructions, they burned the corpses of the three Jade Wave Dragons in the void, turning them into waves of vitality and filling this Mini Chiliocosm.
In fact, this old dragon's body was full of treasures, but first, it was in front of the elders of the Dragons, and second, he regarded this old dragon as his opponent. Yang Jian could not bear to destroy its body to take the treasures, so he only let the masters of the Dragons burn it.
After resting for half a day, he took out the Imperial Treasure Mirror again. According to the method taught by his master, he activated the mirror, connected with the Heavenly Dao, and searched for what he wanted.
For a moment, rings flew out of the disk with the Eight Trigrams, intersected and rotated, turning into a sphere. It floated in the sky, and life and death evolved.
After a while, a ray of light shot into the space between Yang Jian's eyebrows. Yang Jian closed his eyes and looked at it. He was overjoyed.
He saw a forest full of strange flowers and fruits, trees that he had never seen before, and two divine birds with colorful feathers were flying and playing in the sky …
When he opened his eyes, Yang Jian already knew where it was and what the two birds were.
It was in a Boundless World. From here, a complete road map appeared in his mind. This Boundless World was very vast and famous in the Untainted Land. There were many masters living in seclusion here, but it was a little far from the five continents of the Untainted Land.
In this Boundless World, there was a country named Tianfang, and a mountain named Yama. There were two divine birds on the mountain, ruling over thousands of miles of land. Ten thousand years ago, their bloodline had sublimated and turned into the Phoenix Divine Bird.
This divine bird seemed to be secretly protected by a powerful person, so it lived peacefully on Yama Mountain. The news of the birth of the Phoenix Divine Bird did not spread in all directions.
Yang Jian looked at the Imperial Treasure Mirror in front of him, which had returned to the shape of a disk, and could not help but praise the power of the treasure.
The treasure made by Emperor Fuxi before his reincarnation was already so heaven-defying. Then Emperor Fuxi himself … how terrifying was his deduction ability?
No wonder he dared to say that he was the best diviner below the Sages. His mastery of the Eight Trigrams had already reached the peak.
Yang Jian kept the Book of Imperial Heaven solemnly and memorized the route to the Kingdom of Heavens in his heart. After doing this, his Xuanqi Xuan Gang had almost recovered.
Although Yang Jian tried his best to control the power of the Black Tortoise's precious blood in his body to not turn into Xuanqi, there was still a small amount of the blood's power that helped him recover his cultivation, which was wasted for nothing.
Yang Jian didn't have any way to deal with this, as it was impossible for him to not compete with others before condensing the 72 Profound Beads. Now that the great calamity was right in front of him, he was unable to avoid it.
"Second Master." An old man with a dragon head landed in front of him and said, "This place is fine. Should we return?"
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded and held the spearless spear in his hand. He did not hide it from the old man and said, "I still need one last treasure to refine this divine weapon. You guys return first, I will go get it now."
The old man with a dragon head pondered for a while and said, "We were ordered to protect Second Master here, so we will naturally return with Second Master. If you want to repair the divine weapon, there will be difficulties along the way. We should naturally accompany you. "
However, Yang Jian smiled and said, "If it was something else, I would naturally invite everyone to go with me. But the last treasure is the Phoenix Blood. Seniors, it is better for you to return first. "
"Oh? Second Master can actually find the Phoenix Clan? "The old man with a dragon head was instantly shocked," They actually still have clansmen alive!? "
Yang Jian smiled and did not say anything as he looked at the old man with a dragon head.
He told them the truth because he trusted the Dragons very much. He did not let the Dragons follow him because he was considerate of the Dragons.
The Dragon-Phoenix First Tribulation had injured both sides, but the grudge between the two races had not been resolved. When enemies met, their eyes would burn with hatred. If the two of them fought, it would only damage the luck of the Dragons for no reason.
Furthermore, Yang Jian was only going to obtain the Phoenix Blood. He did not have to kill the two divine birds.
It was not easy for the Phoenixes to reappear. Yang Jian was willing to exchange treasures for the Divine Bird's blood but he did not want to kill the last pair of phoenixes in this world.
After thinking about it, the old man with a dragon head nodded cautiously and said to Yang Jian, "The Phoenix Clan is filled with arrogant and conceited people. Second Master, please be careful. If things do not work out, please do not act rashly. "
"Senior, don't worry. I know."
"In that case, we will go with Second Master first. When Second Master needs to change his route, we will wait in the ancient pilgrimage path."
Yang Jian nodded and agreed. He did not make things difficult for the old man with the Dragons.
Before leaving, he looked at the mountains and rivers of this Minor Chiliocosm. However, when he looked down from the void, he saw that the landscape of this Minor Chiliocosm had changed a little because of his previous battle. He felt a little sad.
Unknowingly, he had reached the point where he had to worry about whether he would shatter the Untainted Land when he fought with others.
When the Xuan Bead was condensed and he passed through the Gate of Life and Death, he might be able to really soar into the sky and become a true expert …
"Let's go."
The experts of the Dragons formed a formation and used the Light Shadow Dragon Boat to carry Yang Jian and the others into the ancient pilgrimage path.
After flying for about half a day on the ancient road, they arrived at a fork in the road and Yang Jian bade farewell. Many experts of the Dragons already knew the reason for Yang Jian's trip. They said that they would wait for Yang Jian's return in the nearby Colossal World.
Yang Jian naturally agreed. He turned around and walked forward. Along the way, he memorized all the paths he had taken.
The Dragons would not do things like stalking secretly. Moreover, even if they saw the Phoenix Clan, they would restrain themselves and not start a war.
Although the Phoenix Clan had disappeared for many years, there were many experts of the descendants of the Phoenix Clan in the Untainted Land. For example, Kong Xuan, whose five-colored divine light could sweep everything in the world, and the Golden-Winged Roc, who dared to overturn the universe with its golden wings. They were all experts of the Phoenix Clan.
The Dragons lived in seclusion in the four seas, and the Phoenix Clan was silent in the Untainted Land. This was a legend of the Untainted Land and also an ancient myth.
In the Untainted Land, whether there were still ancient Phoenix Clan left, and how many … no one could say for sure.
The Dragons were not afraid of bleeding, but they were afraid of exhausting their luck. They had worked hard in the Untainted Land until now. Only these old dragons knew how sad and difficult it was.
Yang Jian walked and stopped on the Ancient Path of Pilgrimage. He kept identifying the direction and deliberately hid his figure.
Halfway through the journey, something strange came from the Black Tortoise Belt. Yang Jian found a Mini Chiliocosm full of ocean to rest, and then he looked at the precious jade that stored living creatures on the Black Tortoise Belt.
The situation inside could only be described as a chaotic mess, and it could not be more appropriate.
A three-foot-tall white-haired dog was chasing a nine-headed golden pheasant in the narrow space.
It was not that the white-haired dog could not catch up with the Chicken Spirit. It just felt that this kind of play was very interesting. It deliberately barked to scare the nine-headed golden pheasant, and did not really bite it.
Speaking of the monsters in the Untainted Land, even if there were nine of them, they looked very harmonious. Especially a female Demon Clan like Xi Mei'er, she would definitely not let her body not be beautiful at all.
As if it had sensed Yang Jian's Divine Sense descending, the nine-headed chicken spirit hurriedly shouted, "Immortal, save me! Immortal, please spare my life! Your precious dog has already absorbed all my Dharma power. It is really too scary! "
Hearing this, Yang Jian smiled and sized up the white-haired dog.
He had to admit that the Heaven Queen had given him two valuable gifts. One was the Divine Iron, a treasure that was indispensable to making the three-pointed, double-edged spear.
The other was the Divine Jade that could help the Celestial Hound grow quickly.
After the Celestial Hound ate the Divine Jade, its spiritual wisdom was awakened, and its body grew rapidly. Its potential was explored every day, and it grew very fast.
Previously, under the coincidence of Yin and Yang, Yang Jian threw Xi Mei'er in front of the Celestial Hound. Xi Mei'er was the Chicken Spirit, and the Celestial Hound was the Dog King. The two seemed to have some kind of subtle connection, and Xi Mei'er's Dharma power was completely absorbed by the Celestial Hound.
Although Xi Mei'er had no Dharma power, her realm was still there. As long as she found a place with abundant Sun and Moon essence to cultivate for half a year, she could still recover her strength.
However, after the Celestial Hound absorbed the demonic power, its body grew rapidly again. When it had just woken up, it had already reached the peak of a normal dog's life.
At this time, the Celestial Hound was already quite mighty. It was covered with white fur and was full of energy. Its body was slender, but it was quite strong.
"Woof woof!"
The Celestial Hound barked twice in high spirits. Fortunately, it did not directly speak human language. Otherwise, Yang Jian would definitely find it very strange.
He took the Celestial Hound out and threw it into the sea to play with. Yang Jian looked at the Nine-Headed Chicken Spirit and said, "Do you want to live or die?"
He had originally captured Xi Mei'er with the idea that if he could not find the Phoenix, he would find a way to activate the bloodline of the Phoenix Clan and use it to refine the Divine Spear.
Now that he had found the whereabouts of the Phoenix Divine Bird, but he had not obtained the Phoenix Blood, Yang Jian was not in a hurry to get rid of this demon.
"Immortal, please spare me! I, I naturally want to live … "
Yang Jian said coldly, "Then let me ask you, what kind of tricks did you and your sister play in the South Continent?"
"I …"
Without the Celestial Hound absorbing her demonic aura, Xi Mei'er gradually accumulated a weak demonic power at this time and barely turned into a human form. She lay on the ground with a pale face, looking miserable.
"Immortal, I can't say, and I don't dare to say."
"If you don't say it, your body and soul will be destroyed."
"But if I say it, it is far from as simple as the destruction of my body and soul. I'm afraid it will be difficult for my clan to survive."
After Xi Mei'er finished speaking, she looked ahead with a miserable expression.
When Yang Jian heard this, he could not help but be silent.
It seemed that the demon race was not only respectful to Goddess Nuwa, but also afraid.
After all, she was a Sage.
He no longer paid attention to Xi Mei'er. He also wanted to be closer to the Celestial Hound. When he left this Lesser Chiliocosm on a cloud, he also brought the Celestial Hound with him and flew on the ancient pilgrimage road.
At this time, the strength of the Celestial Hound was really difficult to determine, but it was already extremely psychic. Along the way, it stuck close to Yang Jian and rubbed against him intimately. It just kept hanging out its tongue and looked around at the magnificent scenery.
On the ancient pilgrimage road, one would encounter one or two figures almost every hour. They were either overtaken by Yang Jian or coming from the opposite direction. Most of them were human cultivators.
After walking for more than a day, with the strength of Yang Jian's legs, he had already covered more than half of the road. The Boundless World was not far ahead.
Yang Jian was flying happily on the ancient pilgrimage road with the dog with its tongue hanging out. In front of him, a stream of light flew extremely fast and passed by Yang Jian at an extremely fast speed. It was so fast that even Yang Jian was a little surprised.
This was not a big deal. He really … met an acquaintance.
"Eh?" Such a sound came from the stream of light.
"Eh?" Yang Jian's eyes also lit up and he instantly became spirited.
What is this?
It was meeting an old friend in a foreign land!
"Senior! We meet again! "Yang Jian greeted warmly. The stream of light hesitated and turned back.
The stream of light dissipated, and a sloppy old Taoist priest walked out with his hands behind his back and his head held high. He looked at Yang Jian with a complicated look in his eyes. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he only snorted coldly and scolded in a strange tone.
"You brat, you haven't been here for long, but you are becoming more and more capable. How many of my demon descendants have you killed?"
Yang Jian smiled awkwardly. Only then did he remember that he and the demon race were mortal enemies. He immediately shrugged his shoulders awkwardly.
"This is not. It was forced by fate."
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