"Drinking with others will hurt my baby. Drinking with you will hurt my life."
It was still the clear lake and the small boat. The dispirited old Daoist priest curled up at the stern of the boat and slid his fingers in the water in boredom.
Yang Jian patted his back, and the bloodstains had already been cleaned up.
"Senior, take it easy. Stay here and enjoy the moon." Yang Jian consoled Bai Ze with a straight face, as if the old man's injury had nothing to do with him.
Bai Ze spat, and Yang Jian laughed out loud. When Bai Ze had almost recovered, he sat on the small boat and continued to wander.
The three-month period that the old man had mentioned had passed today. However, Yang Jian was not in a hurry at all …
Yang Jian and Bai Ze had been wandering in this Major Chiliocosm. With Bai Ze here, nothing could be hidden from the two of them.
It was already a troubled time. Someone had reached out to the Yama Mountain, intending to use Kong Xuan's butcher's knife to deter a certain powerful force. They wanted to make the powerful force fear this place and even retreat from this world.
It was a good plan. Bai Ze had also praised the person who planned this. However, in Yang Jian's opinion, these people were really like him … losing their minds.
"Senior, do you think Kong Xuan will not settle the score with them after they schemed against him?"
Yang Jian asked with a frown as he held his wine cup.
Bai Ze yawned and was a little listless.
He had vomited blood twice in a hundred days, and each time, it was five feet high. Even a mighty figure could not withstand it! Moreover, he was a past mighty figure. He did not have much luck and could only eat and wait for death.
"Kong Xuan's weakness is his conceit. Even if he has seen through the enemy's scheme, as long as someone dares to break into the grand formation of Mount Yama, then no matter what the reason, no matter which faction they are, "Bai Ze calmly spat out three words," they will all die. "
Yang Jian was silent. After suffering this loss, he actually began to believe in one principle —
Regardless of how many forces were behind him or how deep his background was, if he wanted to gain a foothold in the Untainted Land, he still had to rely on his fists and his true strength.
Yang Jian stretched his arms and asked casually, "How long do you think it will take for me to reach Kong Xuan's level?"
"You?" Bai Ze chuckled. "Some realms can't be achieved with time, and some supernatural powers can't be comprehended by others. Everything has its gains and losses. You're more or less aware of Kong Xuan's gains and losses. What's more, you think that those saints are high above and omnipotent, but little do you know that they've sacrificed even more. "
"What about you, Senior?"
"Me? I … "
Bai Ze lay on the boat and watched the clouds rise and fall in the sky. His eyes gradually became cloudy and then clear. He did not speak for a long time, and in the end, he could only sigh softly.
Half a generation of scholarly fame has turned to dust, and the youth is no longer suffering.
"I'm thinking now. When Liuya comes out again, the first person she sees will be me. I can also take her to cheat and cheat again, like a pair of grandfather and grandson in the mortal world. How comfortable it will be."
"Hmm." Yang Jian drank by himself and chuckled when he heard the words. He no longer used Xuanqi to steer the boat, but drifted with the waves on the mirror-like water.
It was comfortable and tranquil, and it was rare to have such an artistic conception.
It was a pity that although the artistic conception was beautiful, it was easy to be disturbed if one stayed here for too long.
Crack!
There was a rumble of thunder. Two dark clouds came from the east and the west and collided eight hundred miles away.
For a moment, the light of treasures flashed, and the thunder roared. Countless magic treasures and supernatural powers bloomed at the same time …
Bai Ze lay there and looked at the sky. Yang Jian also turned his head to look at the battlefield.
"I don't know how many cultivators will die today." Yang Jian sighed. During this period of time, he had seen many conflicts between the major forces of cultivation. At this time, there was nothing to make a fuss about.
Bai Ze's eyes were filled with nostalgia. "What kind of scene is this? This is not considered a scene. In the past, the Dragon and Phoenix War caused the world to collapse. The Great Magi-Demon War caused the world to collapse. That was a great war. That was a great war. "
"It's a pity that I was not born in that era."
Yang Jian's eyes revealed a hint of peace.
"What's the hurry?" Bai Ze's smile was indescribably strange. There was a hint of schadenfreude, but there was more bitterness and an indescribable sense of powerlessness.
"The real battle is yet to come."
Yang Jian was stunned. He did not know what Bai Ze meant. Wasn't the Endless Tribulation of the Primordial World weaker and weaker?
Master had once said that the Heavenly Dao's supervision became stricter and stricter, and it became more and more difficult for cultivators to cultivate. The power and impact of the Great Tribulation would also become smaller and smaller.
If those words were said by someone else, Yang Jian would naturally not believe it. However, when it was said by Bai Ze … Yang Jian believed most of it.
Forget it, I'll just fight all the way.
It was rare for Yang Jian to be a spectator instead of being in the middle of the whirlpool. He was happy to watch the thousands of cultivators fight with his Divine Sense.
However, as he watched, Yang Jian could not sit still and left the ship.
As the saying goes, when immortals fight, mortals suffer. Most of these cultivators were disorderly and had no fighting skills. As the flames of war burned, these people also became more and more scattered. As they fought, some towns were affected.
Yang Jian had been watching from the side. He could not bear it and could not help but save some mortals with shallow or no cultivation, but he did not participate in the fight between the two sides.
In fact, he was the Marshal of the Celestial Court, so he should be on the side of the Skyward Pavilion.
Unfortunately, he was an obedient Marshal of the Celestial Court. Not only did he not help the Skyward Pavilion, but he also secretly saved some cultivators of the Alliance of Hundred Immortals and the Tianfang Kingdom who were already seriously injured and unable to fight again.
He came like the wind and left with the wind. At this time, among the people who participated in the fight, the highest cultivation level was at the level of Golden Immortal, so no one could catch the trace of Yang Jian.
Reinforcements came from both sides, and there were casualties on both sides. However, they seemed to be in a killing frenzy, and the fight affected the area within a radius of ten thousand miles.
Yang Jian had been saving some living creatures that he could save, and he did not force those that he could not save. He just treated it as if he had nothing to do to earn some merit points.
Half a day later, Yang Jian stood on a mountain peak and looked around with a frown.
This world had been messed up.
Three major forces, countless small forces, and the forces from other worlds who wanted a share of the loot, as well as the more than one hundred thousand celestial soldiers and generals of the Celestial Court stationed here, were in a deadlock within the area of thirty thousand miles.
The ground was already covered with immortal blood, and many towns had been destroyed.
Even many people that Yang Jian had saved could not escape the misfortune and died in the aftermath of the fight between these cultivators.
Hundreds of thousands of cultivators, hundreds of thousands of immortals.
And the area where these people were fighting happened to be around Mount Yama.
"Slaughtering millions, heroes of the world?" Yang Jian sneered and did not comment on this argument. He stood on the mountain peak and continued to watch the battle.
Suddenly, he heard a shout coming from the front. It was a group of dozens of Heavenly Soldiers in light gray armor who wandered over and surrounded Yang Jian.
A Heavenly General with a beard and a hateful face shouted, "Who are you?! You're a traitor! You're going against the Celestial Court?! "
Yang Jian's expression did not change as he said indifferently, "So what if I say no? So what if I say yes?"
"Ha, regardless of whether you are or not, you dare to despise the Celestial Court. That's already a capital crime!" The Heavenly General laughed and shouted, "Left and right". The Heavenly Soldiers moved forward.
Yang Jian did not move, but he carefully observed the expressions of the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. He realized that none of them felt troubled or uncomfortable. They cooperated with each other and sealed all his escape routes.
The Heavenly General said, "If you know what's good for you, hand over the three Dharma treasures. Otherwise, we'll kill you here today!"
Yang Jian remained silent. The Heavenly General could not help but frown when he saw that. He reprimanded, "Do you think I don't dare to kill you? Heh, now that war is everywhere, it's not a lot of people who die, but it's not a lot of people who live! "
A Heavenly Soldier standing beside the Heavenly General scolded, "General, look at the robe he's wearing. If we don't let him suffer a little, he really doesn't know his place!"
"The heavens are vast." Yang Jian sighed softly and stood there with his hands behind his back. His robe fluttered despite the lack of wind.
The Heavenly General's expression was solemn. Just as he was about to give his subordinates a look, a figure suddenly appeared behind Yang Jian.
The situation was extremely strange, and the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals could not help but be stunned.
The person who appeared behind Yang Jian was none other than Bai Ze, one of the ten ancient Demon Saints. Only a mighty figure could approach Yang Jian so easily.
"Leave quickly." Bai Ze shouted with a solemn expression, "The opportunity you've been waiting for is here!"
Yang Jian's spirit was immediately shaken, and his originally lazy eyes burst out with two rays of light!
The opportunity that Bai Ze had made him wait for three months had finally arrived?!
Just as he was about to walk away, Yang Jian's gaze landed on the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals again. He snorted coldly and flicked his finger. There were no hidden weapons, but the Heavenly General covered his left ear and screamed. Blood seeped out from between his fingers.
"I'll cripple one of your ears. Leave the other one behind." Yang Jian revealed some aura. The Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals trembled slightly and could not help but retreat in the air.
Bai Ze said in a low voice, "Don't complicate matters. Otherwise, there will be changes."
Yang Jian nodded and said to the Heavenly General, "Tell your commanding general that someone is secretly plotting against us in this battle. Retreat as soon as possible, lest no one survives."
After saying that, Bai Ze grabbed Yang Jian's shoulder and the two of them disappeared, leaving the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals who were in the middle of the chaotic battle to look at each other.
The Heavenly General covered his ear. Indeed, he could not hear a single sound in his left ear. When he recalled how terrified he was when he faced Yang Jian previously, his body could not help but tremble.
It was a fluke.
"I'm really unlucky to have met an expert! Sss … Someone, follow me to report to the general! "
The Heavenly Soldiers replied in unison. They formed a formation and flew towards the thick clouds. They searched for the sound of the drums and reported the matter to their commanding general.
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