To the north of the North Continent was the boundless North Ocean.
Ever since Yang Jian returned from the Netherworld that day, he had rushed to the North Ocean to search for the location of the Nether Stream.
He remembered that Senior Bai Ze had said that he had dug out Liu Ya from a jade coffin by chance. It was probably the same this time.
Although he did not know why Liu Ya appeared like this every time, since the Lady of Earth had said that, Yang Jian would do as he was told.
Most of the North Ocean was frozen all year round. It was said that the spring of the North Ocean was the root of the nine polluted springs in the world. Many immortal sects that cultivated the Dao of Ice were located in the North Ocean.
It was also because of this that the cold air of the North Ocean suppressed the miasma of the North Continent. This place did not have to suffer from the miasma.
What surprised Yang Jian the most was that there were actually quite a number of humans living on the shores of the North Sea. These humans were still in the form of tribes, relying on hunting, fishing, and farming to survive. Although they were not flourishing, with the help of some immortal sects, they could still live a good life.
These immortal sects naturally took care of these tribes for the sake of recruiting disciples. It was not completely out of kindness.
Yang Jian did not reveal himself. He rode an iceberg and drifted with the waves on the surface of the North Ocean. He kept using his spiritual senses to explore the bottom of the sea.
From the name, the Nether Stream should be something like a trench at the bottom of the sea. It could be connected to the Netherworld. There might be all sorts of strange things …
"This vast ocean …"
Yang Jian was a little worried. Half of the half-month agreement had passed, and he had not even seen the shadow of the Nether Stream.
Should I go to these immortal sects to investigate?
Yang Jian pondered for a while and decided to ask his familiar fellow Daoists first. There was no need to mention the Six Friends of the Plum Mountain. They had basically never left the Plum Mountain. Every day, they thought about attacking the Plum Mountain.
Although Daon was a member of the Wu people, under Yang Jian's observation, the Wu people's tribes were concentrated on the south side of the North Continent. There were not many traces of the Wu people in the north.
Besides, Daon was a little muddle-headed …
Therefore, Yang Jian could only set his sights on these immortal sects.
Speaking of the Immortal Sects, of course, he had to ask his brother Lü Chunyang. Yang Jian therefore wrote a letter and sent it using the messenger jade talisman, asking Lü Chunyang where the Nether Stream was. If Lü Chunyang did not know, he would reply to him.
Unexpectedly, a day later, a sword came from the south, and on it stood the handsome Daoist who couldn't be more familiar. After finding Yang Jian, he immediately grinned.
"Why did you come to Beihai?"
"Brother, you were here all along?"
"I rushed over from the Center Continent." Lü Chunyang chuckled. He carried his sword and landed next to Yang Jian. He sat down and heaved a long sigh of relief.
Yang Jian was also straightforward. "Are we that close? The moment I sent you a letter, you came running over. "
"Bah! The Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate … Abstain from anger. "
Lü Chunyang conjured a Dharma seal and glared at Yang Jian. "I keep everything about you in mind! Actually, I just found a random reason to run out and hide. I can't stay in that mountain anymore. "
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Why can't I stay? Could there be some otherworldly demon? "
"There's no Heavenly Demon, but there's a mental demon." Lü Chunyang pursed his lips, his eyes filled with melancholy.
Yang Jian immediately understood. Lü Chunyang was talking about his master in this life, the fairy with the surname He …
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "Brother, cultivators of my generation actually don't have to care about these things. If we stick to it, our hands and feet will be tied. On the contrary, we will lose our original heart and damage our Dao. "
"Hmph." Lü Chunyang rolled his eyes in annoyance. His fingers slid through the two strands of long hair in front of his temples. "Then let me ask you, if your master was a woman and treated you with great kindness, raised you slowly, and asked you to marry her, what would you do?"
"Marry her," Yang Jian answered decisively. "Master's orders are like a mountain. Besides, it's not like you don't have the memories of your previous life. "
"That's different!" Lü Chunyang suddenly looked a little agitated. "I'm not afraid of being criticized by others, but in my previous life, I was the Tung Wang Kung of the Celestial Court. Countless people in the world were waiting for me to make a fool of myself! If I marry my master, her name and her voice will definitely be mocked by others and spread for thousands of years! "
Yang Jian was silent and nodded gently.
Lü Chunyang heaved a sigh of relief and smiled bitterly. "Besides, if I marry her, should I call her Master or wife?"
"Fellow Daoist."
"You! I shouldn't have said that to you. "
Yang Jian smiled lightly and took out two jars of immortal wine from the Black Tortoise Belt. He threw one jar to Lü Chunyang.
"Where is the Netherworld Stream?"
"It's 30,000 kilometers northwest from here. Under the ten-thousand-year-old mystic ice, it's the coldest place in the Primordial World apart from the North Sea Eye."
Lü Chunyang pulled out the cork of the wine jar and raised his head to take a big gulp.
The cold wind and wine entered his throat, causing him, who did not use Dharma powers to resist, to cough. His eyes were a little red.
Yang Jian knew that he had something on his mind. At that moment, he already knew where the Netherworld Stream was. He thought that he could not rush it, so he drank with him and talked about his worries.
Lü Chunyang could not give up his feelings. His cultivation had been stuck for 3,000 years and could not improve at all. This was really a form of torture for cultivators.
Yang Jian could not persuade him. He could only let Lü Chunyang think about it himself. No one could persuade him.
Drinking wine on the ice had a different kind of elegance.
After Lü Chunyang got drunk, he danced with his sword and sang. Yang Jian summoned the sleeping Xiao Tianquan and leaned comfortably on its back. He lay there and watched with a smile.
The lone phoenix danced in the sky, and the sword passed through the Five Flower Continent.
Why do I need wine when I am heartbroken? Immortals know my sorrow.
It was night time. The starry sky was bright. The long Milky Way hung in the sky. The calm sea around the ice mountain reflected the starry sky again.
Lü Chunyang hugged his sword and leaned on the other side of the Xiao Tianquan. He slept soundly.
Yang Jian was awake. He looked at the bright stars in the sky and thought about all kinds of things …
Love.
He had the sibling relationship with Xiao Chan, the mother-son relationship with Yohime, and the master-disciple relationship with his master. But in the relationship between a man and a woman, he and Xinke seemed to be lacking something.
In the words of the future, it should be lack of 'passion'.
Everything seemed to be logical. He admired Xinke a little, and Xinke also respected him a little.
Maybe it was because the two of them did not fall in love because they 'met'. There were too many things between them.
The Dragon Palace …
Yang Jian suddenly realized that he was not in a hurry to marry Xinke. There was also a lot of reluctance in his heart.
He had not experienced true love, and he had to get married so early …
"Not bad." Yang Jian slowly closed his eyes. He listened to Lü Chunyang's snoring and pretended to sleep for a while.
Lü Chunyang was drunk. When he woke up, it was already the sixth day. Yang Jian saw that the half-month deadline with Hou Tu was approaching. But Lü Chunyang had no intention of leaving, so he could not urge him to leave.
Come and go at his beck and call? Brother Lü was the reincarnation of the Tung Wang Kung. Did he not care about his pride?
Yang Jian asked, "I'm going to the Nether Stream to explore. Brother, do you want to go with me?"
"Yes, I have nothing to do anyway. Maybe I can get some benefits by following you." Lü Chunyang smiled and looked like he was determined to follow Yang Jian.
Yang Jian pondered for a while. Although he did not want Lü Chunyang to get involved in this matter, it should be okay to see Liu Ya.
Well, when Liu Ya appeared, he could ask Lü Chunyang to close his eyes.
Lü Chunyang asked, "When are we leaving?"
"Tonight." Yang Jian calculated the time. Maybe after midnight, Liu Ya would appear at the bottom of the sea and show him that innocent and harmless … silly smile.
"Ha."
"What are you laughing at?"
"Nothing, I thought of an old friend." Yang Jian looked at Lü Chunyang, "This time I came to the Nether Stream to find her."
As soon as this was said, Lü Chunyang took a deep breath, "You can't say this easily. Brother Yang, do you know what kind of place the Nether Stream is?"
"If I knew, why would I ask you?"
"Okay, I'll tell you," Lü Chunyang pointed to the northwest, "The Nether Stream, the bottom of the stream leads to the Nether World. In fact, this is the end of the Three-way River, and also the place where the Death Qi and Yin Qi of the Nether World gather. Do you know what is in the Nether Stream? "
Yang Jian shook his head and listened carefully.
"Corpse Cultivator! And they are all corpse cultivators transformed from immortal Taoists after they died! "
"Corpse Cultivator?" Yang Jian immediately thought of a few allusions that his master had told him. "Drought Demon?"
Lü Chunyang was stunned. He thought for a while and said, "The Drought Demon you mentioned is only a famous corpse cultivator in the Primordial World. However, she is not the strongest corpse cultivator, and she can't go to the deepest part of the Nether Stream."
"Among the corpse cultivators, there is a Quasi-Sect Master powerhouse?"
"I've never heard of that, but corpse cultivators all cultivate their bodies. They were originally dead spirits, but they entered the Nether World and were nourished by the Ghost Qi and Yin Qi of the Nether World. Gradually, they turned into corpses …"
Lü Chunyang said all these as if he was familiar with them. When he was about to say that the Celestial Court sent an army to suppress the corpse cultivators, they were defeated by a few Daira realm corpse cultivators who were extremely strong, invulnerable, and had strong bodies. Lü Chunyang paused.
"If we're talking about fighting, you have a strong body, so you're not afraid of them."
Yang Jian smiled faintly and stood there with the demeanor of a master.
"Just be careful at night," Yang Jian said. Lü Chunyang saw that he had made up his mind, so he could only nod.
Lü Chunyang asked, "Is that old friend of yours a corpse cultivator?"
"No, of course not," Yang Jian denied. He thought for a while and said, "It's best that you don't ask about her, and don't look at her too much when you see her."
"Why?"
"I'm afraid that you'll get into trouble," Yang Jian said earnestly. Lü Chunyang had never heard Yang Jian speak in such a tone, so he nodded solemnly.
At night, the two of them left the ice mountain and turned into two streams of light. They entered the North Sea and headed straight for the Nether Stream.
About an hour later, they arrived at the boundary. When they looked up, they saw ice that was thousands of feet thick. When they looked down, they saw a cliff that was thousands of feet below them. The two cliffs faced each other.
The bottom of the sea was a wretched green. Between the two cliffs, there was a dark crack. Bubbles kept bubbling out of it, and waves of cold Ghost Qi pierced into their bones.
Yang Jian asked, "Can we enter the Nether World from here?"
Lü Chunyang said, "No, with the power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation, you can only leave, not enter."
"I'll go down and take a look first."
"Let's go together." Lü Chunyang was a little displeased. "Do you think that I've never seen the world?"
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