The star shuttle returned to the five continents without incident, and Yang Jian's restless mind gradually calmed down, no longer feeling as nervous as before.
Whenever he thought that he would have to fight a Primordial Beast in the future, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile bitterly.
The road ahead of him was still too long, too long …
Daira and Daira were different, and this was especially true for the Quasi-Saint Realm. In the same realm, the difference in ability could be described as heaven and earth.
"Senior, why don't you return to the Plum Mountain and live for a long time?" When they were about to reach Lü Chunyang's sect, Yang Jian extended an invitation. Perhaps it was provoked by the Kun Peng, Bai Ze didn't hesitate this time and nodded in agreement.
With Lü Chunyang and his wife, no, they should be master and disciple.
After bidding farewell to the master and disciple, Yang Jian looked at Lü Chunyang and sighed in relief.
Perhaps, the disaster in my brother's life has passed …
"Brother Lü, rest well, I'll go back first."
"I feel bad for troubling you and your wife to travel such a long distance this time. Why don't you stay in the mountain for a few days?" Lü Chunyang sent Yang Jian a look for help, but Yang Jian ignored it.
Yang Jian smiled at He Mudan and said, "I won't bother you anymore, goodbye."
"Goodbye!"
"Hey, Yang Jian!"
Lü Chunyang couldn't stop her in time, and his arm was hugged tightly by He Mudan.
Yang Jian and his wife had already left the star shuttle on a cloud, and Bai Ze also left a playful smile at Lü Chunyang, hands behind his back, and slowly chased after them.
After returning to the Plum Mountain, Yang Jian arranged a courtyard for Bai Ze and entrusted another task to Bai Ze.
He brought the old senior to the bottom of the Plum Mountain, found the dozens of feet high dragon neck relief, and told Bai Ze in detail about the Plum Mountain Dragon Vein breaking.
"Such a large piece of Dragon Bone Stone, it can be considered precious," Bai Ze stretched out his hand and patted the huge stone, smiling as he said, "Just leave such a small matter to me, I only care about doing it well. When placing the broken Dragon Vein, it's best if you personally take charge and use your own fate to ignite the fate of Mount Mei. "
"Mm." Yang Jian smiled and said, "That goes without saying. Thank you, Senior."
"I can't just take a dozen of your treasures for nothing." Bai Ze turned around and looked at the layout of the underground space. He looked at the thatched cottage and then at the great hall. Finally, he nodded slightly. No one knew what he saw.
Bai Ze said, "After that, I will cultivate in seclusion in that thatched cottage."
"Then I won't disturb you any further, Senior." Yang Jian cupped his hands.
"Go, go, all of you are in pairs. It's only this old man who finally found a disciple, but now he's taken away."
Bai Ze sighed, his old face filled with loneliness.
Yang Jian asked, "Senior, don't you have anyone from the same clan?"
Bai Ze scolded jokingly, "Didn't you say that I'm a mutant of the Primordial World? Since I'm a mutant, how can there be any mention of being from the same clan?"
"I see." Yang Jian nodded and began to spout nonsense in all seriousness. "Then, when Senior takes a fancy to any mortal, fairy, or demoness, just tell me. I'll be the matchmaker for you!"
"Go!"
Bai Ze kicked out. Yang Jian flew backward and escaped into the rock wall. There were only a few laughs left in the huge underground.
After accompanying Ao Xinke on the Plum Mountain for a few days, Yang Jian no longer thought about the pressure that the Kun Peng gave him. He was in a good mood.
Lü Chunyang had survived the calamity. In the future, he would not be unable to find someone to drink with when he was bored …
In Yang Jian's heart, Ao Xinke was really a perfect Dao companion. She was intellectual, gentle, and obedient to him. Her looks and figure were impeccable. Furthermore, her cultivation level was high. If she cultivated at home, Yang Jian would not have to worry about the safety of Yohime and Little Chan 'er. He could roam the world in peace.
In his previous life, he probably wouldn't even see half a shadow of such a woman.
How could he have such a wife? What else could he not be satisfied with?
He did have some regrets, and it was a little ridiculous.
He and Ao Xinke were glued to each other every day, helping each other in times of need. However, it was because of the marriage contract from back then, and not because they knew each other and fell in love after they met. There was a piece of memory missing, and so there was less feeling.
Yang Jian would not ask for anything. Although Ao Xinke did not mind Yang Jian taking a concubine, Yang Jian secretly made up his mind …
He would guard her for the rest of his life.
After staying with his family for a few days, Yang Jian suddenly received a letter from the Huanglong Daoist and immediately rushed to the South Continent.
The letter did not mention anything important. It only asked Yang Jian to go for a drink. Several masters of Chanism took their disciples for a stroll in the South Continent. The Huanglong Daoist did not have any disciples, so she thought of him, her Martial Nephew.
Yang Jian was worried that there was no good reason for him to go to the South Continent. He could not wait in the mountain until the Four Saints of the Nine Dragons Island attacked Xi Qi, and then he would go to Xi Qi to help.
At that time, it would be too late.
Immediately, Yang Jian packed his luggage, prepared some good fairy wine, and swaggered to Zhaoge City.
On a mountain 300 kilometers outside Zhaoge City, eight to nine people were drinking and having fun. The Heavenly Venerable Daoist brought his disciple Wei Hu, and the Perfected Lord of Purity and Void Virtue brought a young man. He was Huang Feihu's eldest son, Huang Tianhua.
Other than that, there were also two second-generation disciples of Chanism. They were two Daoist nuns, and they also brought two female disciples, which added some color to the scene.
They were drinking and discussing the Dao there. They were quite satisfied.
"Look, he's here!" The Huanglong Daoist was slightly drunk. She pointed at Yang Jian, who was flying over from the sky, and laughed.
Yang Jian descended from the clouds and greeted them. Wei Hu, Huang Tianhua, and the two young and beautiful female immortals also quickly stood up and addressed him as "Eldest Senior Brother". However, they had recognized Yang Jian as the first disciple of the third generation.
"Junior Brother, Junior Sister, please."
Yang Jian bowed and returned the greeting. Under the Huanglong Daoist's invitation, he sat at the side with Wei Hu and Huang Tianhua. He took out the few jars of immortal wine and listened to the five teachers chatting.
Wei Hu was considered one of the best among the three generations of the Dao Sect. He used a demon-subduing pestle to perfection and was not weak.
Although Huang Tianhua was young, he was very smart and had a good foundation. He could be considered a genius in cultivation. He entered the sect of the Perfected Lord of Purity and Void Virtue at the age of three. He had been implanted with an immortal root and injected with Dharma powers. At that moment, he already had quite a lot of mystical abilities.
Looking at Huang Tianhua, Yang Jian could not help but think of Nezha. However, Huang Tianhua was much more mature than Nezha. He had long gained sentience and read more Dao scriptures.
Huang Tianhua looked in the direction of Zhaoge City and said softly, "Senior Brother Yang Jian, Master said that my father will only be able to join a wise lord after a calamity. Is there any way to wake him up now and let him know that he is not protecting a wise lord?"
Yang Jian was stunned. He sized up Huang Tianhua and could not help but smile bitterly.
For such a child-like youth to be able to say such words, it really made people ….
After careful calculation, Huang Tianhua should only be eight or nine years old now.
Yang Jian said, "Everyone has their own fate. Moreover, your father is King Wucheng of the Shang Dynasty. He has a high position and is trusted by the Shang King. This is also considered your own wealth. If the opportunity does not come, you can't force it."
If I remember correctly, in the 21st year after Di Xin succeeded the throne, Daji schemed against Huang Feihu and summoned Huang Feihu's wife, the Jia family, into the palace.
When Di Xin was drunk, he wanted to tease the Jia family. The Jia family jumped down from the tall building angrily and died. That was why Huang Feihu rebelled and led the crowd to seek refuge in West Qi and attacked Chaoge.
Yang Jian did not mention that. He raised his wine glass and called out to his junior brothers and sisters to drink together.
Although his two junior sisters were not famous in the Primordial World, they each had an immortal beauty and extraordinary way of talking. They were also at the Longevity Realm.
The older generation talked about the older generation, and the younger generation talked about the younger generation. They were happy and harmonious.
Until Huanglong Daoist mentioned the matter of the God Conferment …
"The person whom Teacher chose to become a god seems to be a little … Ah!" Huanglong Daoist did not dare to say anything. She only frowned and sighed. "If I rely on this person, how can my Chanism suppress Jie School?"
A female Daoist nun smiled and said, "We've seen this Flying Bear in Kunlun Mountain. Although his potential is not enough to achieve the Dao, he is humble and polite. What about him?"
"Junior Sisters, you don't often walk around the Primordial World. In the end, you don't know about this. Ah." Huanglong Daoist raised her head and drank a mouthful of immortal wine. She said, "Speaking of which, those people from Jie School are clamoring to change the God-Conferment Envoy all day because Jiang Shang did nothing. He was indulging in beauty in Chaoge City."
"Really?"
Huang Long snorted and said, "Just take a look if you don't believe me. Junior Brother Daoxing, get a cloud mirror to play with."
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly. "Our Uncle-Master Huang Long has probably drunk too much."
"With my cultivation level, it's probably difficult for me to get drunk!" Huanglong Daoist urged again. The Heavenly Venerate had no choice but to summon a cloud mirror.
The cloud mirror reflected the appearance of the backyard of the Jiang Residence. It was vivid.
The sound of music floated in the pavilion. The cloud mirror reflected the situation in the pavilion. There was a banquet on the first floor. A few women were laughing and drinking. There was also someone playing music at the side.
The cloud mirror shone on a fragrant pavilion on the second floor, and some unbearable noises could be heard. The scene of a dragon and a phoenix collapsing on the bed only appeared briefly, but it made Yang Jian's Junior Sisters' faces and ears turn red.
A Daoist nun said angrily, "This world! It's actually! "
"It's just a mortal's pleasure." Huanglong Daoist pretended to be indifferent. "I come here for a stroll when I have nothing to do. You guys have not seen anything livelier. Hmph, that Jiang Shang has probably forgotten Teacher's instructions when he went down the mountain! "
The Heavenly Venerate sighed and said, "Now that Jie School is constantly pressuring us, we should choose an opportunity to enlighten Jiang Shang."
The Perfected Lord of Qing Xu pinched his fingers and deduced. "Bo Yikao of Xi Qi is already near Chaoge City. He will use his own death to save his father, Ji Chang, and return him to Xi Qi. If Junior Brother Jiang Shang continues to delay here, I'm afraid it will really be bad. "
The furious Daoist nun scolded, "Such a mortal! Why are you enlightening him!?! "
The Heavenly Venerate said, "Junior Sister, Flying Bear is chosen by Teacher. Don't be like this …"
The Daoist nun stood up and bowed in the direction of Kunlun Mountain to show that she did not respect the Saint.
Yang Jian and the other juniors listened at the side. The Perfected Lord of Qing Xu and the Heavenly Venerate of Dao Xing, who were ranked the lowest among the twelve Golden Immortals, were the most favored disciples of the Heavenly Venerate of Primordial Beginning. With a few words, they decided on a plan to teach Jiang Shang a lesson.
"Senior Brother Yang Jian," Huang Tianhua asked, "Why did Flying Bear become a god on behalf of the heavens?"
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "It should be because Grandmaster saw that he should have a noble life and coincidentally, Zhou Xingshang was destroyed. He did not have much to do with the Immortal Dao, the Divine Dao, and the Celestial Court. Therefore, he could maintain a fair heart."
Huang Tianhua nodded.
Wei Hu, who had been quiet all this while, shook his head and said, "Senior Brother, we should not secretly guess what Grandmaster is thinking."
"That's right. I misspoke. Let's drink. "
Yang Jian raised his cup and Wei Hu hurriedly welcomed him. He even smiled shyly at Eldest Senior Brother.
"Let's go!"
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