Qianyuan Mountain, Golden Light Cave.
Yang Jian rode a cloud and landed in front of the cave. He stood under the tree and waited quietly for the summons inside.
There was no aura of his master here. His master should have returned to the Jade Spring Mountain long ago.
Jinxia Child hurriedly walked out and bowed. "Greetings, Senior Brother Yang Jian. Teacher is already waiting in the cave. Please enter."
"There's no need to be so polite. Just call me Yang Jian," Yang Jian said with a smile and walked into the Golden Light Cave.
In the cave, in front of the pavilion that was embedded in the mountain, Perfected Taiyi was sitting on a rocking chair. He was dressed in casual clothes and swayed slowly.
Jinxia Child led Yang Jian there and turned to leave. He was only a child under Perfected Taiyi. Although Perfected Taiyi treated him well, he did not have his name in the Jade Void Palace.
"Heh, are you willing to leave your bed?" Perfected Taiyi cursed with a black face.
Yang Jian smiled and came over. He did not reply and only asked, "Uncle-Master, have you been well recently?"
"I'm naturally fine if I'm not sick or injured." Perfected Taiyi picked up the teacup at the side and took a sip. His expression was a little gloomy. "However, there's something wrong in my heart that's difficult to eradicate … Sit down first."
"Yes." Yang Jian cupped his hands and sat on the meditation cushion at the side. "What's wrong?"
"Do you remember that I told you that there are always a few disciples of the Jade Void Palace who are not very sociable?"
"Of course." Yang Jian nodded.
The Jade Void Palace was divided into two factions. One was the Deputy Sect Master, Daoist Randeng, Manjusri, Heavenly Venerable Guangfa, Perfected Samantabhadra, and the others. The other was the remaining disciples. They all followed the orders of their Eldest Senior Brother, Hiroshige.
How Daoist Randeng became the Deputy Sect Master of Chanism was an ancient secret. As for Daoist Randeng, he was an ancient mighty figure. The green lamp accompanied the ancient coffin. He was considered a famous person in the Primordial World.
"Recently, my sect has been in constant conflict with Jie School. There are people fighting every day," Perfected Taiyi said coldly. "Most of these people are the minority."
Yang Jian was silent. He already had his suspicions.
If Daoist Randeng, Manjusri, and the Heavenly Venerable Guangfa had colluded with the Western Sect in advance, they would really fan the flames at that moment and let Chanism and Jie School fight as soon as possible. A full-scale battle would break out and they would reap the benefits while waiting for the Western Sect to prosper.
Yang Jian asked, "Is it the same for Jie School?"
"How would I know about Golden Turtle Island?" Perfected Taiyi smiled. His smile carried a hint of disdain. "We of Chanism have always been cautious in accepting disciples. We look at the background and consider the background, yet there are still such roots of trouble. It's not rare for Jie School to take in disciples as they please. It's said that they don't discriminate. "
"Sigh …" Yang Jian sighed. He really didn't dare to make things clear at this time.
That was a game between Saints. The two Saints of the Western Sect and the Three Pure Ones of the Dao Sect might have their own arrangements.
"I don't think these things can be hidden from the Saint." Yang Jian asked, "Does Grandmaster have any orders?"
"That's the most annoying thing …"
Perfected Taiyi sighed softly and felt helpless.
Even if they knew that Daoist Randeng had a close relationship with the Western Sect, as long as the Saint's master did not say anything, the disciples could not attack Daoist Randeng, who was their Uncle-Master in name.
In fact, they even had to bow after meeting. That was a courtesy that they had to respect.
Moreover, there was no so-called justice in the Primordial World. The shallow views of mortals could not be applied to the extremely prosperous cultivation world.
It was often said that Saints only fought for their pride. The quasi-sect masters only cared about opportunities and variables. That was because Saints had already reached the highest point of the Dao. If they followed the world, they would be protected by the Heavenly Dao. If they went against the world, they could also interfere with the Heavenly Dao …
However, what Yang Jian did not understand was that the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning should know that Daoist Randeng, Manjusri, and the Heavenly Lord Guangfa already had the intention to betray the sect. Why did they not care?
Wasn't it the greatest insult to Grandmaster to betray the sect?
If the Saint really only fought for his pride, why could he tolerate it so much …
What is the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning thinking?
Yang Jian could not understand, nor did he dare to think about it. He could only sigh with Uncle-Master Taiyi.
Speaking of rebellion, Yang Jian thought of the brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong. They were originally the crown prince of Yin Shang. Because Daji framed Empress Jiang, Di Xin lost his mind and killed his son. Yin Jiao and Yin Hong were saved by the two big shots of Chanism and accepted as disciples.
Hiroshige accepted Yin Jiao, and Chijing Zi accepted Yin Hong.
That was the most typical "calamity-blocking" disciple. He had quickly obtained his Dharma powers and was sent to help King Wu defeat the Zhou Dynasty. In the end, he changed sides and aimed the abilities and treasures he had learned at the immortals of Chanism.
Yang Jian asked, "Have Uncle-Master and Second Uncle-Master accepted disciples?"
"Huh? Very few people know about this. How did you know? "
Yang Jian smiled mysteriously. Perfected Taiyi scolded him jokingly. He said that he was deliberately being mysterious and told Yang Jian about Yin Jiao and Yin Hong.
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "Although the two of them hate each other for killing their mothers and killing their bodies, these hatred and hatred might be shifted to the beauty beside Di Xin. After all, that's their biological father …"
"It's fine." Perfected Taiyi waved his hand. "Your two Uncle-Masters naturally know about these matters. No matter what, a few people from Chanism have to go on the God roll. Don't worry about these trivial matters. "
Yang Jian could only shake his head and smile bitterly.
Alright, he had already planned it. He did not even need to remind him.
Uncle-Master was right. He was worried about things that had nothing to do with him. There was no benefit to it.
"How's Nezha doing recently?"
"He's alright. What does a child know? He's just playing. "
"Uncle-Master, when do you plan to awaken his memories of his previous life?"
"The time is not ripe." Perfected Taiyi shook his head and looked at Yang Jian. "If you have nothing else, I happen to have something for you to do."
Yang Jian said seriously, "Uncle-Master, please instruct me."
"Previously, Teacher gave me an order and asked me to open it one day a month ago," Perfected Taiyi said. "It says that the junior brother who was assigned to become a god has recently encountered a calamity and needs someone to help him transcend it. Are you going? "
"Alright." Yang Jian nodded. "What calamity?"
Perfected Taiyi smiled and said, "Teacher did not mention it. It's probably that someone wants to harm his life. I'll just go and protect him."
Harm Jiang Ziya's life? The immortals of Jie School?
Yang Jian nodded cautiously and agreed. He asked for the time and place and was about to leave.
He had no choice but to move. The day was actually two days later. Uncle-Master Taiyi was so calm because he had the ability to teleport. In the blink of an eye, he could go to the ends of the world. Yang Jian had to make preparations early.
After all, this was an order from the Saint's Grandmaster. He could not be negligent.
"Why are you going so early?" Perfected Taiyi grumbled, "You're really the same as your master. When he came to my place, he ran back to the Jade Spring Mountain to enter seclusion without drinking a single sip of tea. You came here to gather information, and then you're going to leave? Hmph! "
Yang Jian smiled awkwardly and said, "When the matter of the God Conferment is over, Junior Brother Ling Zhuzi and I will come back to visit you often."
"Go, go." Perfected Taiyi waved his hand. "I'm not an old man. Why are you looking at me?"
Yang Jian bowed and left the Qianyuan Mountain, heading straight for Chaoge City of the South Continent.
The place where Jiang Ziya was affected was on a nameless peak 620 kilometers northwest of Chaoge City. In the order given by the Saint, the specific time had already been given. It was a quarter past seven in two days.
That task seemed simple. He only needed to go over and help Jiang Ziya. Perfected Taiyi naturally acknowledged Yang Jian's strength by handing it over to him.
However, after thinking about it carefully, there seemed to be more to it.
The simplest problem was that Jiang Ziya was a person who had become a god. In the future, he would become a god on behalf of the heavens and control the God roll. Who would dare to touch him?
Jie School, who was dissatisfied that the initiative of the God Conferment was in the hands of Chanism?
If that was the case, a mighty figure of Jie School might appear. He had to be careful.
"Mighty figure …"
Yang Jian recalled the short battle with Mei Kongmei. That serious injury was beneficial to him.
At least he understood one principle. If a quasi-saint wanted to kill him, he didn't have to care about anything else. The only thing he could do now was to escape.
"There are already 71 Xuan Beads. When the last one is condensed, it has reached perfection. Then, where is the limit of this level?"
Thousands of Xuan Beads?
That was a little exaggerated. It was basically impossible.
If the last part of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art had not been destroyed, it should be called the Nine Transformation Essence Art. It took the number of nine by nine and eighty-one.
Could it be that the true perfection of the Yunzhu Realm was the 81 Yunzhu Beads?
Looking at his body, the 72nd Xuan Bead was in the palm of his left hand. Yang Jian faintly sensed that after the 72 Xuan Beads appeared, the Xuan Beads around his body would be connected to each other.
The 72 Xuan Beads were evenly distributed in his limbs, torso, and head. With a thought, the Xuanqi Beads surged like waves.
There was no place for more nine Xuan Beads.
Could it be …
Yang Jian lowered his head to look at his thighs. His face turned red and he coughed.
After getting married, he became more and more indecent. How could he place the Xuan Beads!
"Perhaps, only by finding the secret hidden in the Xuan Body can I find the final place to place the Xuan Beads."
The 72 Xuan Beads could evolve into a double Thirty-six Zhou Tian Star Battle Formation, but it wasn't very useful.
Previously, Yuding Zhenren had prepared a great formation that used the Xuan Beads for him. It also used thirty-six Xuan Beads to set up a 'Sea Calming Formation'.
Although the name of this' Sea Calming Formation 'was rather simple, it was a formation bestowed by the Primeval Lord of Heaven.
If he wanted to use this formation, he would need thirty-six Sea Calming Divine Pearls. It could evolve the universe, and if it was deduced to the end, he could naturally open up a boundless world within the primal chaos.
Unfortunately, the thirty-six Sea Calming Divine Pearls were no longer complete. Twenty-four of them had fallen into Zhao Gongming's hands, and twelve of them had gone to unknown places.
The Sea Calming Formation was actually only a companion formation of the thirty-six Sea Calming Divine Pearls. Because the Divine Pearls were incomplete, it was useless. To Yang Jian, it was just a big bargain.
It was given by his master, so it couldn't be considered a bargain.
On the day that the 72nd Xuan Bead was condensed, what Yang Jian had to do was not to immediately find a way to break through the fifth limit, but to first completely practice the Sea Calming Formation and coordinate it with the Zhou Tian Star Battle Formation.
At that time, Yang Jian would be able to develop the universe internally and borrow the stars externally. Perhaps his battle prowess would rise again.
As Yang Jian thought like this, he faintly looked forward to it in his heart. However, he would not do something like draining the pond to catch the fish. He still very steadily preserved the power of the Xuan Turtle's precious blood for use when breaking through the limit, and did not waste it on condensing the 72nd Xuan Bead.
"Soon."
Yang Jian clenched his fist, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He then turned to experience the various differences after the power of his primordial spirit increased greatly. He always felt that his vision had broadened by several times, and the movement of the Qi of Heaven and Earth's essence was even clearer. It was as if with a thought, he could control all kinds of techniques.
There was indeed a reason why the Primordial Spirit could prosper, and the cultivation of the physical body declined with the decline of the Wu people.
While Yang Jian was in high spirits, his figure had already arrived in the South Continent. His figure turned into a golden line and headed towards Zhaoge City.
The limit of the golden light on the ground seemed to be just like that. Yang Jian was thinking about whether he should learn a more profound escape technique, or learn the method of teleportation …
After passing Zhaoge City, his figure began to slow down slowly, and he carefully searched for the mountain in the northwest direction.
Suddenly, he heard a shout coming from behind him. Yang Jian was stunned, and then the corner of his mouth twitched.
Why did he encounter this God of Misfortune?
The person who called out to him hurriedly flew up in the forest. Yang Jian admitted that he had never seen this Daoist priest before, but the five words that this person shouted, Yang Jian could not help but have a deep impression …
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