Arriving at the Mei Mountain again, Lü Chunyang was amazed by the almost earth-shattering changes in the Mei Mountain. Yang Jian joked that he was a hands-off shopkeeper and that his mother had helped him take care of everything. Lü Chunyang was even more surprised.
Entering the Mei Mountain, Yang Jian let out a long howl, startling the generals to greet him.
Bai Ze hid his aura perfectly and did not reveal anything. In the beginning, the Mei Mountain generals only thought that he was an old man with a wretched face and did not recognize his identity as one of the Ten Demon Sages.
"Let me introduce." Yang Jian pointed at Bai Ze and said, "This senior is the famous Senior Bai Ze from the ancient times. However, he has nothing to do with the demon race now. He is my close friend."
Therefore, the Mei Mountain generals revealed expressions similar to Lü Chunyang. They looked at Yang Jian worriedly, afraid that Yang Jian had been deceived by the demon race.
"Second Master …"
"It's fine." Yang Jian waved his hand and said, "In the ancient times, Senior Bai Ze did not participate in the slaughter of the human race. He is indifferent by nature and once opposed the Demon Emperor refining the Magus Slaying Sword. He can be considered to have done the human race a favor."
After hearing Yang Jian's words, the Meishan generals looked at Bai Ze with more admiration in their eyes.
The shamans and demons had fallen, and the Ten Demon Sages who could still walk in the world now must be people with great fortune. The Mei Mountain generals naturally believed in Yang Jian's words.
"Second Master, we will go back to cultivate."
Yang Jian said, "Senior Bai Ze will stay in the mountain for a month. If you have any questions about cultivation, you can ask him."
The generals agreed and took their leave.
Bai Ze looked at Yang Jian and sent a voice transmission in puzzlement. "Who told you about what happened in the past?"
"No one told me. I guessed it myself." Yang Jian said indifferently, "If the senior was a vicious and treacherous person, or had raised a butcher's knife to the human race, he would not have survived the trial of the Witch and Demon Race."
Bai Ze nodded lightly and did not say much about it. He just said in an old voice, "Go and clean up your house with the best scenery. I'm going to take Liu Ya to see the scenery!"
Liu Ya whispered, "This is brother Yang Jian's house. Master, don't be so casual."
"Don't be polite with him! Let's go! "
Bai Ze shook his head. There seemed to be a deeper meaning in his words as he led the six girls to the two opposite cliffs.
Yang Jian and Lü Dongbin followed them. Several figures appeared on the cloud ahead of them. It was Yaoji and Little Chan 'er who had come out to greet them.
Yang Jian and Lu Dongbin followed. A few figures appeared on the cloud in front of them. It was Yohime and Little Chan 'er who went out to welcome them. This is Senior Bai Ze. You should know him. He is the Pure Yang Sword Immortal, Lü Chunyang. "
Yohime smiled and said, "If you can make more friends, I will be more at ease when you go out."
After saying that, she bowed forward. Little Chan 'er bowed behind her mother and looked at Liu Ya carefully.
Liu Ya kept looking at Yohime and murmured, "This sister feels so close."
"This is my mother," Yang Jian said with a smile.
Liu Ya stuck out her tongue and quickly changed her words, "Brother Yang Jian's mother is so beautiful …"
Bai Ze cupped his hands and said with a smile, "I have long heard of White Lotus Princess's virtuous name. Today, I see that she is indeed extraordinary. I am Bai Ze. Nice to meet you."
"Senior, you are too polite. I hope that you will take care of my son in the future."
"It's not certain who will take care of who." Bai Ze sighed. Yohime smiled and shook her head. Lü Chunyang also cupped his hands and bowed.
This time, it would be difficult for Yohime.
When Lü Chunyang served as the Duke of the East in the Celestial Court, Yohime was the White Lotus Princess. She had also studied cultivation in the Palace of the East. Lü Chunyang and the Jade Emperor were of the same generation, so she was also of the same generation.
However, Lü Chunyang was now friends with Yang Jian, and she was Yang Jian's mother. Lü Chunyang was a generation lower than her, so he had to greet her …
"How is Duke Wang?" Yaoji didn't greet Lv Chunyang and asked in a low voice. Lv Chunyang didn't feel embarrassed.
"It's alright …"
Yang Jian said from the side, "Mother, arrange for a few rooms."
"I've already arranged it. Please come in. I'll go prepare some food and wine." Yohime's gaze naturally shifted to Liu Ya. She asked, "Who is this lady?"
"Senior Bai Ze's disciple and my good friend." Yang Jian sent a voice transmission to Yohime and briefly explained Liu Ya's identity. Yohime was shocked.
Yang Jian did not hide it from Yohime. He naturally trusted his mother. He directly said that it was the Dao Fruit of the Lady of Earth. It could be seen as a reincarnation. A month later, it would be sent to the Saint's palace to cultivate. Its background was extraordinary, and its future achievements were destined to be extraordinary.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "If Mother is free these days, teach her some simple matters. She has just woken up and has never been to the Primordial World. She doesn't know anything. "
"Of course I'm free." Yohime hurriedly agreed. She was also a little respectful to Liu Ya.
The Lady of Earth had transformed into the Six Paths. Not to mention that Liu Ya was the Dao Fruit of the Lady of Earth, it was equivalent to another life of the Lady of Earth. Even if the in-name disciple of the Lady of Earth walked outside, he would be respected by everyone in the Primordial World.
Yohime led the few of them to the pavilion on the cliff. There were groups of fairies serving them. Yohime pulled Liu Ya to sit beside her and asked her softly. She was quite fond of Liu Ya.
After three rounds of drinking, Lü Chunyang and Bai Ze were drinking. Little Chan 'er, who had not spoken much, gently nudged her brother with her shoulder.
"Ah …"
Yang Jian turned around and saw that his sister was a little unhappy. "What's wrong? Are you not feeling well? "
"Hmph." Little Chan 'er turned her head away. Chu Qian, who was sitting at the side, smiled and winked at Yang Jian. She did not say anything.
Yang Jian saw that the bowl in front of Little Chan 'er was empty. He picked up a piece of fish from the Immortal Pond and placed it in her bowl. He said, "Have you been lazy in your cultivation recently?"
"Hmph." Yang Xiaochan turned her head back and pouted.
"Did someone bully you?" Yang Jian frowned. He was still worried about the matter with the surname Liu. In order to prevent this from happening, it was best for Little Chan 'er to cultivate in Mount Mei and not go anywhere.
Yang Xiaochan pouted and muttered, "No wonder you run out every day. It turns out that you have another sister outside."
Yang Jian did not know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand and knocked his sister's forehead.
"How can you be jealous? You don't think about cultivation and think about nonsense every day!" Yang Jian reprimanded a few words, but he told her how he met Liu Ya when he was training in the Spirit Space.
When Yang Jian said that Liu Ya was not big at that time, and her master had no choice but to throw her to him. Liu Ya felt wronged, but she only secretly wiped her tears …
Yang Xiaochan immediately bit her lip and looked at Liu Ya sympathetically.
When Yang Jian said that Liu Ya only felt that she had slept, she did not expect that she had been in the coffin for more than 500 years and had grown up to be 12 or 13 years old …
Yang Xiaochan sighed faintly and said, "Compared with her, I have always had my brother, Master Yuding, Tinglan and Cuizhu to take care of me. Now I am often with my mother. I am much luckier."
Since the siblings were speaking to each other through voice transmission, no one would be able to hear them.
Yang Jian said, "In another month, she will be sent to the Saint's Taoist field to learn Taoism and cultivate. Although the Saint's Taoist field is a holy land for cultivation that everyone yearns for, there are also many rules. I'm afraid she will feel worse than sleeping in the jade coffin. "
"Brother, don't say anymore." Yang Xiaochan felt the same way. "Cultivation is extremely boring to begin with, let alone in such a situation! Isn't it good to let her cultivate here? "
"Who dares to disobey the Saint's orders?"
"Alright …"
"At this time, play with her more," Yang Jian said. "I promise you that you won't have to cultivate this month. How about that?"
"Yes! Yes! " Yang Xiaochan nodded repeatedly. Her face was filled with seriousness. "Brother, don't worry. I will definitely bring her to eat and play! I will leave her colorful memories in her cultivation career! "
It would be the Heavenly Lord Immeasurable if he didn't bring her into trouble …
Yang Jian picked up his wine glass and took a sip. He felt that Little Chan was still too simple. She could be settled with a few words.
Then he heard Yang Xiaochan's voice transmission. She said faintly, "Brother, you will be a famous hero in the Primordial World in the future. You must have many confidantes. However, I can only be your sister … It's fine as long as Liuya is not your sister. I won't compete with her. "
Yang Jian's wine was stuck in his throat, and his mind was chaotic.
He did not dare to look at Yang Xiaochan's eyes. Yang Jian just replied with a voice transmission, "Don't think of me as a frivolous wastrel. From now on, your sister-in-law is just Xinke."
"I don't believe you." Yang Xiaochan lowered her head and continued to poke the food in the bowl with her chopsticks.
Yang Jian picked up a piece of fragrant fairy beast meat for her. The dishes on this table were all made by Yohime herself. They looked and smelled good. Cooking personally also highlighted her respect for Bai Ze and Lü Chunyang.
Somehow, after hearing Yang Xiaochan's words, a woman's figure appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes.
Wen Qingling.
Shaking his head, he let the figure disappear. Yang Jian raised his glass to Bai Ze. In order to find some fun for everyone to talk about, he talked about how he and Bai Ze dealt with Kong Xuan together, which immediately attracted the attention of everyone at the table.
When they were talking about it, Chu Qian played the zither, Lü Chunyang performed a sword dance, and Yang Jian was also called down to play a few moves with his spear.
The table was full of joy and harmony. The long banquet did not end until midnight.
Although Liuya had grown up a little, she still did not have any mana in her body, nor had she begun to cultivate. She was no different from a mortal girl. By midnight, she was already sleepy.
Yohime took her and Little Chan 'er to sleep in a room. Yang Jian, Lü Chunyang, and Bai Ze sat on the roof, chatting, drinking, and having fun.
It was rare for Yang Jian to have such a time in his cultivation days.
This time, because of Liuya's matter, he took a break from his busy schedule and temporarily escaped from the tribulation of deification. He drank with two or three friends in the Xiaoyao Mountain Forest until he was drunk and had fun.
This made Yang Jian suddenly feel that this was the reason why mortals yearned for cultivators.
He could live forever and be free from all restraints.
"Yang Jian, is the Way of the Sage really much stronger than my Way?" Bai Ze asked drunkenly, his old face full of disappointment.
Lü Chunyang, who was red in the face and neck, nodded, "Isn't that nonsense? The Way of the Sage, that is the Way of the Sage!"
Bai Ze argued, "The Way that suits you is the best Way!"
"Drink up, you two." Yang Jian grabbed two wine jars to stop the two crafty drunkards from saying anything that would offend the Saints and incur the wrath of the heavens.
Sage …
Becoming a Sage by virtue … Proving the Way with strength …
Yang Jian looked at the bright moon in the sky and gradually calmed down. He took out the iron plate and quietly played with it.
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