He took one petal and two stamens of the Intoxicating Flower and sealed it in a piece of jade. He made it into a pendant and asked the rabbit demon girl to hang it around her neck.
The young girl even casually fiddled with her soft long hair. Her eyes were filled with obedience and waiting.
The middle-aged Daoist that Yang Jian had transformed into said, "I asked you to do something. If you succeed, I will allow you to become a Heaven Immortal. It is not impossible for you to attain the Dao Fruit of Longevity. "
Rou 'er was extremely excited. She knelt on the ground and kowtowed repeatedly. "Thank you, Exalted Immortal. Thank you, Exalted Immortal!"
Longevity meant that one could avoid old age, illness, and death. They could live as long as the world.
That was the dream of most cultivators in the Primordial World. The rabbit demon girl believed in the abilities of the Daoist in front of her.
Could he be an ancient mighty figure from the legends of the Primordial World who could restrain her parents so casually?
Yang Jian continued, "Remember, as long as you do as I say and don't take half a step further, you will succeed. Don't have any distracting thoughts and harm your own life. "
The rabbit demon girl agreed repeatedly and knelt there to listen to the middle-aged Daoist describe what she wanted to do.
The more she listened, the more relaxed the girl became.
Isn't it just going to hook up with a human man?
Many people in the human race might value the so-called reputation, but in the eyes of the demons, it was just a joke.
The rabbit demon girl was no longer a virgin. After all, cultivation was hard. There would always be times when she would have thoughts. Her parents did not care much about that.
"I'll send you to the South Continent later. Claim to be a young widow. Buy some servants first and then go to Chaoge City to buy a family business. Do you understand?"
"Yes, I will follow your instructions, Exalted Immortal."
Yang Jian nodded and raised his hand to point at the rabbit demon girl. The rabbit demon girl slowly closed her eyes and lay on the ground weakly.
Looking at the demon girl, Yang Jian placed his hands behind his back and maintained Shen Gongbao's appearance and aura. He stood there and sighed softly.
He remembered that he had read a saying before — Everyone's growth is to become the kind of person they used to hate.
Yang Jian really had such an epiphany.
The Primordial World was full of schemes. He originally wanted to rely on his fists to fight his way up, but at this moment, he had no choice but to be more careful when he encountered Jiang Shang, who could not be killed directly. It was quite ironic.
Forget it, I won't think too much about it. I'm not strong enough, so I can only make up for it with schemes.
After keeping the rabbit demon girl, Yang Jian returned to his true form and left the canyon, heading toward the Mysterious Underworld Tribe.
Actually, he didn't have anything important to do. He just wanted to take a stroll, pay a visit to the Maguspriest, and check on the Wu people's tribe.
Because of the Dragon Balls of the three Jade Wave Flood Dragons, as well as the steady flow of Earth Qi from Mount Mei, the tribes were becoming more and more lively.
The physique of the adult Wu people had obviously improved, and the newborn Wu people were sent to the secret place where the dragon ball was placed.
In time, the Wu people might really have a chance to revive …
After bidding farewell to the Maguspriest, Yang Jian did not go directly to the Southern Continent. Instead, he returned to Mount Mei.
He had not been home for a year and a half. He naturally missed his beloved wife, his mother, and his little sister very much.
After entering the Great Mei Mountain Array, he did not have time to pay a visit to his mother and Lady Youhui. He directly used the Earth Escape Technique to drill into the ground and carefully ponder the entire plan he had set.
He stayed underground for three days.
Three days later, Yang Jian walked out of the main hall left behind by Mei Kongmei and returned to the peak of Mount Mei. He first went to pay a visit to his mother, then gathered the generals of Mount Mei to inquire about the current situation.
After he was done with this, he returned to his residence …
"Husband …"
It was a soft call, filled with reluctance and deep attachment.
Before Yang Jian could stop, his vision blurred, and a soft body appeared in his arms.
He looked down, and their eyes met. The dragon girl's face was slightly red, and she was moaning softly. Yang Jian lowered his head, picked her up, and entered the pavilion.
In the next moment, the entire pavilion was enveloped by a blue film of light. However, even the methods of a quasi-saint could not hide the commotion coming from inside …
A few hours later, Yang Jian and his wife sat on the soft couch and hugged each other. They had changed into simple white clothes.
"Husband, you're working hard outside. I can only serve Grandaunt at home, but I can't help much …"
"What's there to work hard for? I'm just running around." Yang Jian sighed and hugged his wife. He suppressed his desires and told her about Nezha in detail.
After all, she was the princess of the Dragon Palace and Ao Bing's aunt. He had to explain those things clearly so that he would not have a knot in his heart.
Ao Xinke sighed softly and said, "Although Brother has an appointment with Uncle-Master Taiyi, Ao Bing and Little Nezha are really unfortunate."
"Yes," Yang Jian replied and looked at the sunset outside the window. A breeze blew past and blew away some of the haze in his heart.
Yang Jian stroked her hair with his fingers and smiled. "Mother is full of praise for you. She said that you would greet her every day and often make some supplements for her …"
"Those should be done by me. It's nothing." Ao Xinke said gently. Then, her gaze was a little resentful. "There have always been women in your Black Tortoise Belt. That way, I can be more at ease."
"Uh …"
Yang Jian looked at Ao Xinke, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
How could he have forgotten that she was a quasi-saint and had the combat power of a mighty figure!
The Black Tortoise Belt left Yang Jian's body. Yang Jian had forgotten to attach Xuanqi previously. It was extremely easy for her to see through the Black Tortoise Belt.
This matter could not be explained to her in detail. Yang Jian only said, "This is just a scheme. My wife, please don't take it seriously. I am very innocent."
"Of course I know." Ao Xinke raised her head to look at him. She couldn't help but hide in his arms and whispered, "I can tell if you have the scent of another woman on you."
"So powerful?"
Yang Jian could not help but laugh. He had not seen the beauty in his arms for a year and a half. How could half a day of pleasure be enough?
"Xinke, I recently had a new understanding of the Yin Yang Flow Technique during my enlightenment. I obtained a few good postures. Why don't we study it together?"
"Husband … This, this is a little too embarrassing …"
"We are husband and wife. What are you afraid of?"
"Yes, husband …"
Not long after, there were a few more layers of mana seals in the Fragrance Pavilion.
The lotus curtains were warm and the spring night passed slowly.
Yang Jian only stayed at home for two days before he quietly left Mei Mountain. Other than Ao Xinke who knew that Yang Jian had left, no one else knew.
Half a month later, a group of carriages arrived at Chaoge City. After entering the city, it added some gossip to the huge city.
Although the king of Shang had occasionally done something shocking in recent years, Chaoge City was still the most prosperous place in the mortal world of the South Continent. Merchants from all over the world flocked to it.
On that day, the owner of the carriages bought a large house and a few shops. He was very generous with his money.
There were always many busybodies among mortals. Soon, the story of a merchant woman began to spread in Chaoge City. It was said that after her husband died, she supported the huge family business and how rich she was now.
These things naturally reached the ears of Jiang Shang, who was still struggling in the marketplace.
In fact, Jiang Shang had no choice but to know. That was because the "legendary" woman's clothing shop was opposite his small fortune-telling shop.
The clothing shop specialized in women's clothing. It had three doors and was very popular.
Jiang Shang watched countless young women enter and leave the opposite side every day. When he thought of the ferocious woman at home, his heart became more and more stifled. He sighed softly and said, "Women only care about sitting at home. How do they know about the world and the people's livelihood?"
Just as he finished speaking, he heard a woman's voice outside the door.
"How's the fortune-telling? If it's not good, why don't we buy this shop and renovate it? I'll open a rouge shop. "
Another woman replied, "Madam, this fortune-telling stall rarely has people. Why don't we go in and take a look?"
"Lead the way."
Upon hearing that, Jiang Shang could not help but straighten his back. He sat on the chair, set up the flag and turtle shell, and looked outside the door.
Jiang Shang was taken aback by what he saw.
A woman was walking in the sunlight. She was wearing a pink dress and a white coat. Her figure was graceful and her posture was very beautiful. The gold and silver jewelry on her did not look gaudy at all. Instead, it made her skin look fairer.
She looked to be in her twenties, the most beautiful age for a woman. However, her entire body seemed to exude a sense of weakness.
Jiang Shang looked at her in a daze until she was supported by a maidservant over the threshold of the fortune-telling shop.
The maidservant said softly, "You old Daoist, how dare you stare at my madam? How rude! "
"Oh, right." Jiang Shang finally came back to his senses after being scolded. He lowered his head and coughed twice. His old face was slightly red.
What was wrong with him today?
He had cultivated for forty years and had great ambitions. How could he lose his composure today?
Naturally, he did not see that the jade stone in the clothes of the delicate woman who was being supported was glowing gently …
"Daoist Priest," the noble madam said softly, "are you a fortune-teller?"
"Of course," Jiang Shang replied with a smile. When he raised his head again, he thought that he could remain calm. However, he did not expect to stare at the woman's face unconsciously.
The maidservant rolled her eyes while the noble madam's cheeks flushed red. "Daoist Priest, please don't be like this."
Jiang Shang lowered his head again and thought that it was strange. He did not know what was wrong with him today.
Jiang Shang said, "Oh, I saw that Madam's face is delicate and pretty, but it is full of ups and downs. I could not see through it, so I lost my composure."
"What nonsense are you talking about, fortune-teller!"
"Qing Er, don't be rude!" The noble madam frowned and looked at the maidservant. She did not expect the maidservant to have such a temper. She turned around and left the fortune-telling shop, sulking at the door.
Jiang Shang smiled mysteriously and avoided looking at the noble madam. He said, "Madam, are you here to ask for your fortune?"
"If Daoist Priest is really accurate, how could you not guess?"
Jiang Shang laughed awkwardly. He could not say that he had Dao techniques and could hear what they were talking about outside the door.
"If I am not wrong, you are the owner of the shop across the street."
"That is me." The noble madam chuckled. "I did not expect Daoist Priest … Oh, no, I did not expect you to have such abilities. I have never shown my face in any shop, but you could recognize me at a glance. "
Jiang Shang smiled. "I am not new to Dao, but I have been cultivating for decades. I do have this bit of skill."
"Oh?" The noble madam was a little surprised. Some aura surged out of her body. It was the pure and ethereal Immortal Qi. "This is a coincidence. I have also learned some Dao techniques. Mister, don't look at me like this. I am not young anymore. "
Jiang Shang looked at the woman in front of him in surprise. He looked at her carefully and was subconsciously lost in her thoughts.
"What is wrong with me today?"
Jiang Shang recited a scripture in his heart and finally calmed down. The jade pendant on the noble madam's neck was no longer shining.
Jiang Shang smiled. "If that is the case, we should call each other Daoist friends."
"There is no need for that. Although I have been cultivating for many years, I did not forget to become an immortal. I have internal injuries and do not have much time left. I only want to be a mortal, so I married a rich merchant and enjoyed a few years of wealth."
"I see …" Jiang Shang nodded and purposely released his aura. He felt that this woman was in the same boat as him, so he immediately let down his guard.
Jiang Shang stroked his beard and smiled. "If that is the case, why don't we call each other by name? My name is Jiang Shang. I do not have a Daoist name. "
The noble madam smiled gently. "If Mr. Jiang does not mind, you can call me Rou 'er."
"I'm afraid that is not very good …" Jiang Shang was a little hesitant.
"It is just a title. It is what others call me." Rou 'er sighed softly. "Mister, you are so hesitant. You are still shackled by the mortal world and have not seen through it."
"Rou, Rou 'er … Ahem, let me read your fortune for you. How about that?"
"Yes."
The two of them looked at each other. The jade pendant in Rou 'er's arms flashed again. Jiang Shang could not help but smile, and his gaze became gentler.
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