In the guest room of the inn, Daji lay quietly on the bed. Her body trembled slightly and she did not dare to raise her head.
However, her body shone with some luster. The light condensed into the image of a woman. Yang Jian could not see the face of the phantom clearly. He could only see that the long dress was a style that he had never seen before.
Although he had never seen the phantom's face or heard its voice, and he did not have any impression of it, Yang Jian could not help but feel awe.
Saint!
He allowed himself to be in the world and control the universe to determine the Heavenly Dao!
That was the mark left behind by the Saint! Without a doubt, it must have been the mark left behind by the Goddess of the human race, the only reliance of the demons, Saint Nuwa!
With that mark protecting her, the Nine-Tailed Fox really could not be killed!
At that moment, everything that Yang Jian did was under the watch of the pair of eyes from Nuwa's Dao Palace!
A little indignation circulated in Yang Jian's heart.
Ever since the South Continent was covered in Tribulation Clouds, Yang Jian had begun to plot how to mess up the God-Conferment. However, compared to the second-generation Uncle-Masters of the Dao Sect, he was insignificant and his cultivation level was weak. He could not reverse the trend of the God-Conferment.
The matter of the God-Conferment was decided by the three Sect Masters. The Heavenly Dao deduced the changes of the tribulation and sent it to the disciples of the Dao Sect.
If the God-Conferment continued according to the process that Yang Jian knew, his master would probably be in trouble and the Dao Sect would suffer a huge loss. Therefore, Yang Jian wanted to muddy the waters of the God-Conferment. After all, no matter how miserable the Dao Sect was, it was just the original version …
A large number of disciples of Chanism, the Deputy Sect Master, and a few of the twelve Golden Immortals had betrayed the sect and joined the Western Sect.
More than half of the immortals of Jie School had died. The Grandmaster of Heaven had been grounded by Dao Ancestor Hong Jun. Golden Ao Island had withered.
As for Yang Jian himself, he was only the Grain Supervisor of the Western Zhou Dynasty. Most importantly, his master, who had Dao injuries, would probably die in the battle with the mighty figures of Jie School …
However, if he could change the trend of the God-Conferment, there was a chance to reverse all of that!
Within Yang Jian's current abilities, there was very little he could do, let alone affect the process of the God-Conferment.
The Three Demons of the Xuan Yuan Tomb happened to be the perfect entry point.
The cultivation levels of the three demons were not high, but they were very crucial gears in the God-Conferment Tribulation. Almost everyone in the Untainted Land knew that Yang Jian could not get along with the Demon Clan. No one would think much if he killed the three demons in a fit of anger.
Therefore, he had long set his sights on the Three Demons of the Xuan Yuan Tomb. He racked his brains and was even willing to take the risk to explore the Xuan Yuan Tomb.
After a thousand schemes and several tangles, he finally killed the pipa spirit and captured Xi Mei 'er. He also locked the young girl, Daji, in the East Ocean Dragon Palace.
However, Yang Jian had never expected that the matter of apotheosized gods would continue to develop. Finally, it was Daji's turn to enter the palace. Yang Jian wanted to see how the situation would change. As for the Saint, she had directly turned the Nine-Tailed Fox into a "human body". The matter of Daji entering the palace and the Nine-Tailed Fox's possession was not affected at all …
This!
Wasn't this blatant bullying?!
However, Yang Jian could not complain about being bullied by a Sage. After all, his life was more important.
Everyone below the Saint was an ant.
Yang Jian sighed in his heart and looked at the peerless beauty lying on the bed with a complicated gaze. He could not help but feel disheartened.
Suddenly, the shadow on the Nine-Tailed Fox's body sank and entered the Nine-Tailed Fox's body.
The body of the nine-tailed fox with the appearance of "Daji" trembled slightly. Her eyes instantly calmed down. She slowly sat up and looked at Yang Jian quietly, wearing only a thin gauze dress.
Yang Jian subconsciously avoided his gaze. His spiritual senses keenly sensed that an inexplicable aura filled the bedroom in the blink of an eye.
The aura was holy and light, rippling like ripples on the surface of water.
"Daji" said, "Yang Jian, what grudge do you have with this little fox?"
Yang Jian was shocked. He had no choice but to be shocked.
Although the voice was Daji's, the tone and tone had completely changed into someone else's!
Goddess Nuwa?
Am I talking to Saint Nuwa?
Yang Jian was a little uncertain. He mustered up his courage and asked, "May I know who you are, Senior?"
"Nuwa." "Daji" answered softly. It was a simple name without any affixes, but Yang Jian had no choice but to believe it.
If someone else pretended to be him, Saint Nuwa would definitely sense it. The Saint's anger would arrive in the blink of an eye …
Yang Jian did not dare to delay. He bowed and deliberated over his words. He said slowly, "Yang Jian has no intention of disturbing the Goddess. I don't have much grudge with this Nine-Tailed Fox. It's just that the Great God-Conferment Tribulation has arrived. As a human cultivator, I don't want to see the demons obtain any benefits or opportunities from the tribulation. Therefore, I've made things difficult for them a few times."
"What did the demons do to you?" "Daji" sighed softly. She did not put on any airs. Instead, she seemed to be very familiar with Yang Jian and was chatting.
"Daji" opened her red lips and said, "The Primordial World is huge. There can't be only humans. That kind of world would be too monotonous."
Yang Jian could only remain silent.
Nuwa was from the demon race, but she was the Goddess who created the human race. She had even become a Saint by creating the boundless merit of the human race.
Her position had always been very subtle since ancient times.
"There are good demons and evil humans. I understand all that."
Yang Jian smiled and stood up. Although his expression was still respectful, he was not too restrained.
If Nuwa really wanted to kill him, she would not have said those words. Even if only a wisp of spiritual will descended, a finger would be enough to crush him into pieces.
Saints were the top existences in the Primordial World. At that point, their Dao had reached its end.
"I eliminated demons. At first, I was famous. Later on, I saw that the demons' evil nature was difficult to change. I was still intoxicated with the glory of the ancient times. I always felt that the human race was a livestock raised by the demons. I was indignant."
Yang Jian said that in a neither servile nor overbearing manner. His words were righteous and reasonable.
"Daji" nodded slightly and did not mention that matter. Instead, she asked, "How has your master been recently?"
Huh?
Yang Jian was indeed stunned for a moment.
Master? Goddess Nuwa actually took the initiative to ask about his master? Could it be that there was something in the ancient times … Uh, didn't Goddess Nuwa become Dao companions with my brother, Emperor Fuxi?
"Master has been cultivating in seclusion recently. He's … doing well."
"It's good that he's fine," Daji said faintly. She sized up Yang Jian from head to toe and continued to ask, "Do you know that your master has a Dao injury?"
Yang Jian was silent and nodded to express that he knew.
"I have a method that can repair your master's Dao injuries. If you do something for me, I'll teach you this technique. How about that?"
Yang Jian was stunned again. He had no choice but to be stunned.
Repair his master's Dao injuries!
After Yang Jian returned to his senses, he immediately nodded and bowed his head. His expression became very humble.
"Thank you for your guidance, Goddess! Please tell me what you want me to do. Even if I have to sacrifice my life, I won't dare to decline! "
"Daji" was silent for a moment and said softly, "All living beings are destroyed, and the world can decay. Becoming a Saint with one's physical body is just an illusion. Proving the Dao with strength is just an illusion. If I ask you to destroy your Eight-Nine Arcane Art cultivation in exchange for a way to treat your master's Great Dao injuries, would you agree? "
"What?"
Yang Jian was shocked one after another tonight. He did not have his usual calm demeanor.
That's right. After all, he was facing a Saint.
He originally thought that Saint Nuwa would ask him to do something earth-shattering or do something dirty that the Saint would not be able to do.
However, unexpectedly, Goddess Nuwa was actually worried about the cultivation of a third-generation disciple of the Dao Sect and asked him to destroy his mystic technique.
Why was that?
There was no time to think. Yang Jian was afraid that Nuwa would change her mind and immediately shouted,
"I agree!"
Perhaps Yang Jian had answered too quickly. "Daji" stared at Yang Jian and looked at Yang Jian's face carefully for a while.
Yang Jian stood by the bed openly. His agreement was not a joke.
His master had done too much for him. Without his master, he would not be where he was now. As long as his master's injuries could be healed, his master would naturally be able to deal with the Great God-Conferment Tribulation.
If he lost his mystic technique, so be it. He would just cultivate the Essence Soul Dao.
"I'm just asking. I don't want you to really destroy your future." The corners of "Daji"'s mouth curled into a smile. "I only want you to do something small for me."
Yang Jian's expression did not change. He immediately nodded. "Please tell me, Goddess."
"Go to the Netherworld and stand in front of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. Tell the Houtu Clan that I agree to what she said back then."
"That's all?" Yang Jian frowned and asked.
"That's all. However, it would be difficult for anyone else to meet the Houtu Clan." "Daji" waved her hand gently and a golden talisman landed in Yang Jian's hand. "After you meet the Houtu, if she asks you to take away a girl, bring that girl to Nuwa's Dao Palace to see me. I will naturally give you a way to treat your master's Dao injuries."
Yang Jian's expression changed. He stared at "Daji". "Goddess, do you want to keep the girl?"
If he went to see the Lady of Earth, she might let him take Liu Ya away. More than 500 years had passed. Liu Ya should be fine …
Could it be that Goddess Nuwa is going around in circles to scam the Lady of Earth's Dao Fruit?
If that's the case, what should I do?
"I'm keeping her to take in disciples and pass on techniques. You don't have to worry."
Yang Jian clenched and relaxed his fists. He thought about how credible Nuwa's words were.
Forget it …
The Saint is high and mighty. He controls the lives of all living beings. Why would he lie to me?
Yang Jian nodded slowly and bowed. "Yang Jian will obey your orders, Goddess."
"Daji" sighed softly and looked out of the window. There was a hint of nostalgia in her eyes.
"Don't ruin my plan. The matter of becoming a god is not as simple as you think. You will know how deep the Primordial World is in the future."
"Yes."
Yang Jian replied respectfully. At that moment, his heart was only filled with his master's Dao injuries. How could he care about the Nine-Tailed Fox?
The mysterious Dao runes quietly retreated. Yang Jian also broke free from the mysterious Dao runes. "Daji" rolled her eyes and fainted on the bed. Yang Jian's figure flashed and disappeared.
The Nine-Tailed Fox, who was disguised as Daji, had the mark of a Saint on her body. It seemed that she could not change the fact that she had harmed the loyal people of the Shang Dynasty.
Yang Jian thought about it. The next important node would be Uncle-Master Yun Zhongzi going to Chaoge to enter the sword in a few months. At that time, he should have the time to interfere.
As for changing the God-Conferment trend, there was no good entry point.
Yang Jian felt a little depressed that he had alarmed Goddess Nuwa to kill the Nine-Tailed Fox.
However, when he thought about how there was a way to heal his master's Dao injuries, he was extremely eager.
To the Netherworld! To the Netherworld …
Yang Jian originally wanted to find a cliff and jump down, then use the Earth Escape Technique to drill into the ground and go to Hell. However, he suddenly stopped midair, tightly gripped the golden talisman in his hand, and directly rushed to the nearest town.
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