"Disciple, you have been in seclusion for two years and nine months. I believe you already have the means to protect yourself in this world.
I still have something to do in the Chaos. I can't stay here for a while. You have to be careful along the way. "
"This jade token can be used again later. I know that you miss your younger sister, so I can record your figure and words in it. This item can return to the Jade Spring Mountain on its own and be used for communication between the two of you."
"Master …"
All sorts of feelings welled up in Yang Jian's heart, and the rims of his eyes reddened.
When he first arrived in the Primordial World, he was injured and could not move while lying on the brick bed. His stepmother eloped and his family was bare. He had tasted all kinds of flavors in the world and seen the fickleness of the world.
Why did he dote on Yang Xiaochan so much? Why did he value her so much?
It was because when he was disheartened, he relied on his belief to protect his sister and survive with great difficulty!
The journey to seek immortality was only a few words, but how difficult was it for him to bring his sister along?
Although his mother, the Third Princess of the Celestial Court, had laid the foundation for them to cleanse their meridians and marrow in their early years, making him stronger than ordinary youths and knowing a few simple "tricks", he managed to survive all the way to the Kunlun Mountain Range.
Meeting Yuding was the turning point of his fate.
As for him, he had unintentionally become a disciple of this indifferent and loyal master. However, he had obtained meticulous care.
His master had really spent all his effort on him. He had endured hardships and hoped that he would ascend to the immortal realm step by step and become extraordinary again.
His master had told him about the God roll. He could have not said anything. At that time, he could have said "go down the mountain" and let him deal with the calamity for him.
However, his master had said it and kept thinking about ways to avoid the calamity.
His master was able to keep the sibling relationship between him and Little Chan 'er in his heart. He had specially left behind this jade token that could send messages to Little Chan' er …
A teacher for a day is a father for life.
Those words sounded fake, but only those who had experienced them could understand them.
The wind blew past. Yang Jian's eyes turned red. He bowed in the direction of the jade token but did not say anything.
He was not good at expressing his emotions with words.
Two years and nine months … How did Master know so clearly?
From the words left behind by his master, he could infer that his master had never left this place …
When he looked at the sandstorm again, Yang Jian suddenly saw a scene of light and shadow.
That was two years and nine months ago. A group of cultivators fought fiercely against dozens of strange insects, and the battle lasted for days as they approached the skull left behind by the Battle Shaman.
A giant hand descended from the sky, sweeping up a group of cultivators and teleporting them dozens of miles away.
Amidst the sound of the wind, there seemed to be the sound of the word 'scram' that was neither light nor heavy.
Yang Jian was dumbfounded. When he was in seclusion, he had been waiting for those cultivators to charge in, but he didn't expect that his master would actually send those cultivators flying with a slap.
"Hahaha, I wonder if that enemy of mine would be so frightened that he would commit suicide if he knew that I had such a powerful master."
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. "Don't really kill yourself. This is the first karma that I can end by myself since I came to the Untainted Land. I still want to try how happy it is to take revenge!"
"Little Chan 'er …"
The dirty little girl appeared in Yang Jian's mind. His gaze warmed. He held the jade token and fiddled with it for a long time. Finally, it flew out again.
The jade token seemed to have a spirit. It turned into a white rainbow and streaked across the sky. However, it did not take the ancient path of pilgrimage. Instead, it directly moved forward in the Chaos.
After thinking about it carefully, Yang Jian secretly admired Yuding Zhenren's profoundness.
Everyone knew that only Daira Jinxian could run amok in the Chaos without getting lost. Master could travel through the Chaos Sea with a random jade token. He was definitely not someone ordinary Daira Jinxian could compare to!
"It's a pity that Master adheres to the principle of not getting involved in karma. Otherwise, his reputation would definitely be even greater!"
Yang Jian looked at the sky and identified the direction. He immediately ran wildly in the desert.
The moment he ran, Yang Jian felt as if there was wind under his ribs. The scene in front of him changed instantly. He suddenly stopped and stirred up a huge wave of sand. He saw that he had actually traversed a thousand feet in the blink of an eye!
Eh?
Since when did he have the ability to shrink the ground?
Yang Jian gave it another try. He ran as fast as he could, but it felt different this time. It was as if the entire ground was moving behind him on its own.
What the hell?
At this time, Yang Jian was really confused like a monk. He directly sat cross-legged in meditation, basking in the scorching sun. However, not a single drop of sweat could be seen.
After a long time, Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes. There was a look of realization in his eyes.
This Wu was good at running. In his precious blood, there was the magical power of the Wu people. Yang Jian's Eight Nine Mysteries was really magical. He had actually copied such a magical power.
"It's just a trace of the bloodline of the Great God Pangu, but it has such power."
Yang Jian sighed. He always felt that he would have to dig up the tombs of the Great Wizards and Zu Wu in the future.
Although it was a little shameful to say it, there was really Pangu's blood essence in Zu Wu's body. This was the best tonic for cultivating the Eight Nine Mysteries!
Yes, if he deliberately befriended the Wu people in the future and then secretly dug up the ancestral tombs of the Wu people …
Wouldn't that be too much of a b * stard?
Forget it. He would take one step at a time. Since Uncle-Master Taiyi, who did not like men but preferred women's clothes, said that he was in luck, perhaps the Pangu's blood essence would come to him obediently.
At this time, Yang Jian still did not know what it meant to be a prophecy. Many years later, the ghost in the North Continent would really cause a lot of trouble for the Wu people …
This was a story for later. There was no need to mention it.
"I don't know what this mystical power was originally called, but now that it's in my hands, it's better to give it a name. After all, it's my first mystical power."
Yang Jian smacked his lips. He racked his brains for a long time. In the end, he only came up with the name "Heaven and Earth Escape". He began to familiarize himself with this mystical power as he hurried along.
Where should he go next?
Naturally, he would return to the small mystic realm and directly fight his way to the mountain gate of the Pingtian Sword Sect!
No, what if his strength was at the second level and he still could not handle the situation?
Although he had broken through his limits and entered the second level, he had also completed four blood transformations and was only one step away from cultivating the third level …
"I should think of a way to verify my strength first. The Eight-Nine Arcane Art is a system of its own. Although I feel that I have become stronger, I am actually only at the second level."
However, regardless of whether it was to verify his strength or to take revenge, he had to return to the small mystic realm first.
He hurried along.
With the Heaven and Earth Escape, Yang Jian's speed suddenly increased. He was much faster than Fu Dongliu's Rainbow Light that day.
If someone was lucky enough to see it, Yang Jian's figure was so fast that it was no longer a wisp of green smoke. Instead, it was an intermittent shadow.
An hour later, Yang Jian left the desert. He entered a secular town and drank a few mouthfuls of tea before continuing forward.
Half a day later, Yang Jian had already traveled eight thousand miles. However, he did not dare to be complacent.
If he could become strong enough to escape to the Heaven and Earth Escape, this magical power would be considered complete. After all, when his master flew at full speed, they could travel ten thousand miles in an instant.
He sprinted along the way without the slightest reluctance to leave the mortal world. It took him almost a day and a night. When the sun rose again and the eastern sky brightened, Yang Jian finally saw the two opposite cliffs.
"Hmm? Why is the weather not right? "
Yang Jian looked up and saw that the cliffs were gloomy and gloomy. They did not have any of the original spirituality.
Coincidentally, just as Yang Jian was about to continue forward, he was thinking about what to say to get the cultivator guarding the gate to open it for him. He saw the two mountains rumble, and the two doors of light actually slowly opened …
"Could it be that my aura of dominance is already so strong?"
Yang Jian murmured. He was in a good mood and even joked to himself.
He naturally knew that it was just a coincidence. He executed the Heaven and Earth Escape again and arrived near the two cliffs before the gates truly opened.
A wave of baleful aura rushed toward him!
Before Yang Jian could react, dozens of streams of light flew out from the light gate. A loud roar resounded through the heavens and earth, but it was mixed with deep grief, anger, and monstrous hatred!
"Go! Split up! As long as one of us survives! Our sect's descendants will not be extinct! "
The dozens of rays of light immediately scattered and fled in all directions.
What the hell?
Conflict between the sects? Fleeing for their lives?
This has nothing to do with me. I'll just sneak in after they're done fleeing.
Since there were those who fled, there would naturally be those who chased after them. Another loud roar came from the gate, "Bastard! Whoever let them go! Chase after them! Young Master Xiao has given his orders! Not a single person from the Ten Thousand Heaven Spirit Sect will survive today! "
In the midst of the roar, hundreds of rays of light of different colors surged out. Even Yang Jian was dazzled by the scene.
The pursuers immediately scattered and chased in all directions, as if they were striving to be the first to snatch the credit.
Wan Tian … another sect that couldn't get along with the Heavens.
This sect was the most arrogant one among all the sects of the 'Tian' generation that Yang Jian had heard of.
However, Yang Jian had been to the secret realm before, so he was a little surprised.
Wasn't the Myriad Sky Spirit Sect one of the top three sects? Why were they being chased so miserably?
Who was Young Master Xiao? As expected, he did not feel that he was a good person. It seemed like he was going to mobilize all the sects in the secret realm …
"It has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me."
Yang Jian shook his head and was about to walk into the gate. However, after taking two steps, he suddenly stopped.
A cold gaze like that of a venomous snake looked over from the side of the forest, but it did not trigger any reaction from Yang Jian's Xuan Qi. Obviously, it did not pose any threat to him.
A strange laughter sounded, "I didn't expect that there would be a big fish that escaped the net."
"Senior sister is right. Isn't this the Young Sect Master of the Myriad Sky Spirit Sect? Hahaha! "
Two figures floated out of the forest. One was an old woman, and the other was a tall, thin, and cold old man. Their gazes were filled with ridicule as they locked onto Yang Jian.
Yang Jian looked at the two in astonishment.
Young Sect Master?
"Seniors, you must have mistaken me for someone else. I'm just a rogue cultivator that's in a hurry." Yang Jian did not know whether to laugh or cry.
This was really like a bucket of shit falling from the sky, smashing a roadside wildflower like him.
"Rogue cultivator? Young Sect Master is indeed courageous. "The old woman chuckled." The Myriad Sky Spirit Sect has been secretly raising you without anyone knowing. This time, they even took the risk to place you here, hoping to pass off a fish's eye as a pearl. "
The tall, thin old man sneered. "That's right! Fortunately, we know about this, or else you would have really escaped! "
Yang Jian's gaze gradually turned cold. He carefully sensed his surroundings. His Xuan Qi did not warn him of any danger, so he felt a little more confident.
"You two, do you want to make up a story for me and bring it back to Young Master Xiao for a reward?"
The tall, thin old man smiled without saying a word. The old woman's eyes flickered. The snake-headed staff in her hand pointed at Yang Jian, and a black light directly drilled into Yang Jian's chest.
They just wanted to bring back a corpse.
But the next moment, the old woman's smile stiffened on her face.
She seemed to have casually pointed, but in fact, she had used a killing move right from the start.
But the Black-scaled Mysterious Water Snake that she had carefully taken care of and nurtured for many years was actually lightly …
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