In the northwest of the South Continent, in the desert.
Back then, Yang Jian had met the Howling Celestial Dog's uncle here. He had found the Heavenly Dog Valley and found the Howling Celestial Dog.
It had only been three days since Nezha's calamity. The story that had happened in Chentang Pass on the other side of the South Continent had yet to spread to the desert.
What the travelers talked about the most was the exotic scenery of the Aparagodānīya State and the many hidden dangers in the desert.
In that place, mortals felt that the most dangerous thing was not the sandstorm, but the flowers that bloomed in the desert.
A camel team headed east from the west, crossed sand dunes, and headed towards the city a few hundred kilometers away.
He was wrapped in a black cloth that blocked out the sand, and a somewhat tattered cloak covered the mysteriousness of his light yellow robe. Yang Jian mixed into the camel team and scanned his surroundings with his spiritual senses, but he did not find anything.
This was the sixth time he had mixed into a caravan. He seemed to be looking for something, but he still did not find anything.
He looked at the Howling Celestial Dog in the Black Tortoise Belt. Ever since it had eaten the black core, it would sleep soundly unless Yang Jian summoned it. In the past two days, it had undergone some changes. Under its white fur, there were some complicated Dao patterns.
He did not know how far it could go.
Yang Jian thought leisurely that when the matter of becoming a god was over, he would accompany his family in Mount Mei in peace. At that time, if the Howling Celestial Dog wanted to transform, he would help him.
The desert was quiet and windless. The poisonous sun seemed to be wearing down Yang Jian's patience.
Suddenly, a wisp of fragrance drifted over. Yang Jian was shocked. His spiritual senses immediately enveloped a radius of five kilometers. Every grain of sand was under his gaze!
A small white flower suddenly appeared a thousand feet away!
Yang Jian was also shocked. At that moment, the power of his essence soul was comparable to that of a Golden Immortal. He kept searching within a radius of 500 kilometers, but he could not find any trace of the demonic flower. He did not know how the demonic flower had appeared so close.
The name of the flower was Intoxicated. A flower that enchanted all living beings.
"Fairy … It's a real fairy!"
A murmur suddenly came from ahead. On the camel in front of Yang Jian, a young man jumped down and rolled a few times on the sand dune. He slowly got up and walked towards the white flower.
"Gold! There's gold over there! "
Another shout was heard. Two figures jumped off the camel and staggered as they ran a thousand feet away.
Soon, the entire caravan jumped off their camels. Some ran, some walked slowly, and all of them headed in the direction of the white flower.
These people's eyes were misty, but the corners of their mouths were curved with intoxicated smiles.
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows. He saw dozens of whirlpools appear on the sand around the small white flower, corresponding to each of the caravans.
It was indeed a monster.
Yang Jian was afraid that he would scare the demonic flower away, so he jumped down from the camel and ran towards the small white flower. His eyes were misty, and his breathing was heavy. There was no aura coming from his body, and he looked like a weak mortal youth. There was not a single flaw in his disguise.
The little white flower swayed gently, seemingly very pleased with itself. The originally ordinary petals seemed to gradually become gorgeous and enchanting in Yang Jian's eyes …
Inwardly saying how formidable it was, Yang Jian calmed his Dao Heart and was the first to arrive at the layer upon layer of vortexes. Then, he suddenly attacked!
The small white flower that was swaying suddenly stopped and was about to drill into the quicksand. However, no matter how magical it was and how it could naturally avoid the detection of divine senses, how could it escape from Yang Jian's sight?
Almost in a flash, a big hand grabbed the flower stem and plucked the small white flower.
A painful roar came from under the quicksand, and the sand suddenly arched. Yang Jian pressed down with his palm. He did not use Xuanqi, but only used the power of his essence soul to mobilize the spiritual energy within a radius of 50 kilometers and smashed it into the sand.
The roar stopped abruptly, and the quicksand whirlpools everywhere in the sand spouted bright red blood like dozens of fountains of blood.
The figures who were originally absent-minded immediately woke up. A few of them were the closest and were splashed by the demonic blood …
"Demon, demon!"
"Hurry up and go!"
The group of mortals still did not know how they escaped from death. They were so scared by the blood pillars that they wet their pants and left in a hurry. They did not notice that there was one less traveler in the caravan.
In the sky, a Cloud Piercing Sparrow flew across the sky.
Half a month later, in a mountain range in the territory of the Demon Clan.
Two old demons that had turned into rabbit spirits knelt on the stone slab in front of their cave abode, shivering. Behind them were four to five weak girls, all at a loss and kneeling on the ground.
In front of them was a middle-aged Daoist with a dignified appearance. He wore a Daoist hoop and was smiling kindly.
"Fellow Taoists, don't be afraid. I just want to take your daughter away for a period of time. I won't hurt her life."
"Exalted Immortal, whichever of our daughters you like is our daughter's opportunity …" the two old demons said with trembling voices.
This middle-aged Taoist had the face of Shen Gongbao, but he was not the Shen Gongbao who was making friends on Golden Turtle Island.
'Shen Gongbao' smiled and looked around twice. He suddenly took a fancy to a beautiful and weak rabbit spirit who had just reached the Immortal Realm. He raised his hand and waved, and the girl flew directly in front of him.
"If even half a word of what happened today is spread …"
"I dare not, I dare not. Rest assured, Exalted Immortal! My Rou 'er is lucky to be able to follow you, Exalted Immortal! "
"Yes." 'Shen Gongbao' smiled and nodded. With a wave of his hand, the terrified little rabbit spirit immediately disappeared. He also walked away and did not say anything else.
After he left, the rabbit spirits were so frightened that they quickly moved away. A cunning rabbit has three burrows.
'Shen Gongbao' left the place and headed towards a certain place in the Middle Continent. He removed his fake body in a cloud and returned to his true form. Who else could it be but Yang Jian?
"Intoxicating Flower, Little Rabbit Spirit," Yang Jian muttered as he rubbed his chin.
Next, he had to think of a way to make the rabbit spirit hide from others. He had to remove all his demonic aura and transform into a human.
He did not even dare to think about Goddess Nuwa's creation mystical ability.
He went straight to the Jade Spring Mountain. This matter was very important. He had to discuss it with his master.
Jade Bamboo and Ting Lan had already moved to Mount Mei. Mount Yuquan had regained its ancient desolation. Standing in front of the Cave of Golden Clouds and looking into the distance, one could see the lush forest in the distance. Fairy birds were flying in the air. Nearby, the lotus leaves were green and a lotus flower was blooming beautifully.
"Come in and talk."
His master's call came from the cave. Yang Jian had already prepared a set of excuses. He entered the cave and let his master conceal the heavenly secrets of the place before speaking.
Yang Jian directly explained that he wanted to plot against Flying Bear. Yuding Zhenren listened to Yang Jian's arrangements and pondered for a while before nodding gently.
"If you really want to do that, just go ahead and do it."
After hearing his master's words, Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief.
As long as his master did not object, Yang Jian was 60% confident that he could destroy the God-Conferment Envoy of Flying Bear!
Yang Jian asked, "Master, didn't you say that Flying Bear can't be killed?"
"According to your plan, do you want to harm his life?"
"Of course not …"
Yuding Zhenren smiled and said, "Flying Bear can't be killed because Flying Bear is the person who the Heavenly Dao has decided to become a god. The Heavenly Dao will protect him. If you want to harm Flying Bear's life, the Heavenly Dao will naturally change long ago and be sensed by Teacher. "
"However, your plan is not to kill Flying Bear. There are still some benefits to Flying Bear's cultivation. The Heavenly Dao should not stop you."
"Besides, if you want to do that, Teacher might change his mind …"
Yang Jian was silent.
Is he so favored by the Saint? But why don't I feel anything?
Actually, Yang Jian did not completely understand what Yuding meant. Yang Jian's intention was to let his master become a god and enjoy the luck of the Great Tribulation.
Perhaps, he could take a glimpse of the opportunity to become a Saint.
Thinking about that, Yang Jian was a little excited. After all, his master was his greatest backer. The stronger his master was, the more stable he would be in the Primordial World.
Yuding said, "You did a good job with regards to Ling Zhuzi."
Yang Jian looked a little gloomy when he heard that. After all, Nezha had experienced a death calamity, but he could only watch from the side. He could not do much.
"Recently, you seem to have slacked off in your cultivation," Yuding said again. Yang Jian hurriedly sat up straight when he heard that.
Yuding warned, "Don't be immersed in a moment of joy and neglect your cultivation. Cultivators should focus on cultivation and seek the Dao as an opportunity. How can the joy of the body compare to the enrichment of the Dao? "
Yang Jian grinned a little embarrassedly. This was the domain that his master didn't understand …
He quickly changed the topic.
"Master, is there a way to make the demons withdraw their demonic aura?"
"You're asking the wrong person." Yuding Zhenren shook his head and chuckled. "Dragons have a method to permanently stabilize their Connate Dao Body. The demons can also cultivate this technique."
Yang Jian, who had wanted to pick up some pills, could not help but be stunned. He could not help but laugh awkwardly.
If he were to look for his wife, she would probably think too much.
Yang Jian said, "Master, it's better for one more person to know about this."
Yuding Zhenren nodded slightly and raised his hand. A jade bottle landed in Yang Jian's hand. There were two colorful immortal pills inside.
"Then, I'll use this. However, it's not as good as the mystic technique of the Dragons. Although it can hide the demonic aura, if someone has the mystical ability to show off, they can still see through their true body."
Yang Jian thought about it carefully and nodded solemnly. "That's better."
"Don't go overboard."
"Yes, Master, don't worry. I know." Yang Jian stood up and bowed to his master. Then, he turned around and flew away.
Yuding Zhenren waved his hand and closed the cave door and the array formation. The Jade Spring Mountain returned to its cold and quiet appearance.
After leaving the Jade Spring Mountain, Yang Jian used his transformation technique again and flew to the North Continent. He found a valley filled with poisonous insects, broke through the miasma, and landed in it.
Yang Jian used the 72 transformations to look like Shen Gongbao. He pulled the rabbit spirit out from the corner that was separated by the Black Turtle Belt.
The young girl was stunned for a moment. Then, she forced a smile at the middle-aged Daoist in front of her and pretended to be flirtatious.
"Eat it."
The Daoist handed her a pill. The rabbit spirit did not dare to disobey. She pinched the pill and placed it in her mouth.
In a split-second, waves of immortal spiritual energy overflowed from her body, and her delicate little face became a bit more beautiful ….
The Daoist said in a low voice, "From today onwards, you will be called Rou 'er."
"Thank you for the name, Exalted Immortal."
Yang Jian looked at the rabbit spirit who was bowing and could not help but feel a little emotional.
She was really inferior to the Nine-Tailed Fox …
Yang Jian took out another small white flower and held it in his hand, carefully examining it.
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