Ao Xinke's voice was not loud, but it had an irrefutable aura. Elder Moon immediately nodded and took out a pair of red scissors.
Sever all bad karma.
"Mother, Little Sister, I'm a little tired." Ao Xinke lowered her head and bowed. "I'll go back and rest first."
"I've wronged you …"
"Yes." Ao Xinke pursed her lips and turned to leave.
Venus Taibai shook her head and clicked her tongue in wonder. No matter how high her cultivation level was and how magnanimous she was, she would not be willing to share a husband with other women.
With three cracks, Elder Moon raised the scissors in his hand and the three red ropes were cut. They turned into a few rays of red light and disappeared quietly.
"I'm here today for this matter." Venus Taibai stood up and said, "I'm here today for the marriage of Perfected Lord Erlang. Since the matter is over, we'll take our leave."
"Thank you for your concern for my son, Lord Taibai Jinxing." Yohime stood up and bowed. She could not help but ask, "Lord Taibai Jinxing, do you know when my son will return?"
"Half a month at the latest, a few days at the shortest. Don't worry, Your Highness."
There was something in Venus Taibai's heart that she did not say out loud.
Based on the strength that Yuding Zhenren had displayed previously and his usual protective behavior, who would dare to kill Perfected Lord Erlang? Wouldn't that be forming an irreconcilable feud with a big shot whose cultivation level was infinitely close to the Saint?
If Kong Xuan was a lone traveler, he would not have to worry about that. However, Kong Xuan was still the descendant of the Primordial Phoenix. In the past few Yuanhui, he had been working hard for the Phoenix Clan. Of course, he was worried.
Of course, it was true that the Jade Emperor had ordered the Celestial Division to deduce Yang Jian's fate. Although he did not deduce much, he could conclude that Yang Jian's life was not in danger when he was kidnapped by Kong Xuan this time. Instead, it seemed to be the fruit of a marriage with the Phoenix Clan.
Speaking of which, Yang Jian was now in control of the Conferred God Battle. The curtains to the Conferred God Battle had already been drawn, and the Heaven Dao wouldn't allow Yang Jian to wander about outside for too long.
"The God-Conferment Tribulation has arrived. The immortal officials of the Celestial Court are all performing their duties. They are not allowed to come to the South Continent." Venus Taibai smiled and said, "We'll leave now, lest we ruin your luck."
Yohime hurriedly ordered someone to prepare some gifts. Venus Taibai declined repeatedly and left the banquet hall with Elder Moon. They rode a cloud and headed to the Nine Heavens.
Yang Xiaochan asked in a low voice, "Mother, did they come here just to help Gege cut off his ill-fated relationship? Why didn't you just cut it off? Why did you come all the way here? "
"Silly girl." Yohime seemed to be in a good mood. "The immortals of the Celestial Court can't do this for us for no reason. If they do, they naturally have to let us know so that we can ask for a favor in the future."
"That old man looks like an immortal, but he actually has so many tricks up his sleeves."
"Pui, what nonsense are you spouting? Lord Taibai Jinxing is really secretive … Forget it, it's useless to tell you that. Your brother will have three wives and concubines in the future. This surprised me."
When she was a wife and concubine, Yohime did not want to share a husband with others. She naturally knew how depressed she was.
However, from her mother's standpoint, she wanted Yang Jian to have more people to accompany him and spread the Yang family. That would be worthy of her late husband.
"I'll go make some soup. Go and talk to your sister-in-law." There was a hint of love in Yohime's eyes. "She's the dignified princess of the Dragons. Her cultivation level is high and her Dharma powers are powerful. She's different from me back then … I really owe her."
Yang Xiaochan nodded slightly and seemed to be in a daze. She walked to the backyard to look for Ao Xinke.
Yohime stood in front of the door for a long time. Then, she sighed softly and turned to leave.
The front yard was empty and filled with people.
…
Is this the territory of the phoenix race?
Yang Jian stood at the entrance of the cave and looked at the valley filled with parasol trees. It was autumn there, and leaves were everywhere. The ground was covered with a thick layer of parasol leaves.
Although there were a hundred tree houses in the valley, and there were a few children playing in the forest. There were countless birds circling outside the valley, but it gave off a sense of desolation.
He wore two bracelets on his wrist. They were the treasures of the phoenix race that Kong Xuan had put on after undoing the seal of the Five-colored Divine Light. They could suppress the essence soul and immortal body of a cultivator.
However, Kong Xuan had made a mistake. As long as Yang Jian's essence soul and mystic body were restored and the Eight-Nine Arcane Art circulated, wisps of Xuanqi surged out of his mystic body to nourish his injured essence soul. The Xuanqi and Xuan Gang around him slowly condensed and could break free of the bracelets at any time.
What really restrained Yang Jian was the Five-colored Divine Light.
But now, the Mystic Tortoise Belt had been taken away by Kong Xuan. All his belongings were in it, including the three pointed, double-edged spear and the Celestial Dog.
"Perfected Immortal, this is the Phoenix Valley." Feng Wu's voice came from behind him. When she walked to Yang Jian's side, she had returned to her usual gentle face. There was no sign of her previous disappointment.
Yang Jian nodded lightly. He put his hand on his chest and made a weak expression.
Showing weakness to the enemy was something he had no choice but to do.
"The scenery is not bad," Yang Jian said in a hoarse voice. "I often hear about the Undying Volcano. Is this inside the Undying Volcano?"
"Perfected Immortal, you must be joking. The Undying Volcano exists between life and death. It is not within the Three Realms," Feng Wu said softly. She raised her hand and tidied the hair beside her ear. She wore a silk dress and a small jacket. She had white teeth and bright eyes. She was a rare beauty.
Feng Wu suddenly said, "Perfected Immortal …"
Yang Jian, who was searching for the origin of the Phoenix Valley, replied instinctively, "Yes?"
"My sister is still young and doesn't know much about the world. She has offended you before. Please … please forgive her in the future …"
Feng Wu turned away. She didn't know why, but when she said these words, she felt an inexplicable bitterness in her heart.
"Feng Wu." Yang Jian looked at her back and vaguely saw the tears dripping from her collarbone. He didn't know why, but he felt that he should say something.
"I already have a beloved wife at home and we are deeply in love. Fengshan and I don't like each other. It's fine if she becomes my sister, but to marry me … forget it."
Yang Jian curled his lips. He really couldn't bear it.
He was going to say that Feng Shan reminded him of his younger sister, but when Feng Wu heard the words, "She's okay with being my younger sister," it was like a bolt of lightning had struck him.
"Perfected Immortal, how can you …"
However, he couldn't bring himself to say the word 'rash'.
Feng Wu gradually understood the meaning behind Yang Jian's words. She knew that she had thought too much just now and couldn't help blushing.
However, the Phoenix clan was of the fire element, and the women of the Phoenix clan were more bold. After Feng Wu's shyness, she mustered up her courage and turned to look at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was a little startled by the flames burning in his eyes.
What was wrong with her? It was as if she had changed completely.
Feng Wu said, "Perfected Immortal, do you still remember what happened in the Bell of Chaos …"
"Of course I remember," Yang Jian said with a smile. Then, he looked a little unhappy.
That time, she was also thrown in by Kong Xuan!
Both the new and old grudges were counted. Kong Xuan had already tricked him twice, and both times were related to the sisters, Feng Wu and Feng Shan. It could be considered fate.
Feng Wu said in a low voice, "In the Bell of Chaos, Perfected Immortal saved our lives. We should have done our best to repay you, but because of Fengshan's feather, Perfected Immortal is trapped here. Feng Wu is here to explain to Perfected Immortal. "
"I have indeed never schemed against the phoenix feather." Yang Jian wanted to say righteously, but he did not have much confidence.
If he had not schemed against the phoenix feather, how did the Great Nirvana Technique come about? Could the phoenix feather crawl into his hands by itself?
That was actually true. The feather had really crawled into the black tortoise's body by itself …
After all, he had benefited from it. He could not scold Daoist Tian Yan for teasing him. He could not be so ungrateful.
"I'll bring you around the valley, Perfected Immortal," Feng Wu said softly. Yang Jian nodded and agreed. The two of them were half a foot apart as they strolled along the path in the parasol forest.
Feng Shan had been dispirited after losing the feather. At that moment, she was sulking in the cave, but she could not disobey Kong Xuan's arrangements.
The two of them were originally from the Phoenix Clan, which had awakened the bloodline of a spirit bird. Since they were born, there had been endless disasters. Fortunately, Kong Xuan had found them in time and recognized them as his nieces. He had protected them in their cultivation until now and had done countless favors for them.
Even if their future was arranged in such a way, it was to treat them as daughters of the Phoenix Clan. Although Feng Shan was very unwilling, she did not want to lose her identity as a member of the Phoenix Clan …
The situation was complicated, and it was difficult to understand the young girl's thoughts.
Yang Jian strolled in the forest with his hands behind his back. Feng Wu followed beside him and looked up at Yang Jian's side profile from time to time. A peaceful smile would appear at the corner of her mouth.
The two of them did not talk much, and the forest happened to be quiet.
Feng Wu asked softly, "Is Perfected Immortal's wife the Princess Wan Zhi of the Dragons?"
"Yes," Yang Jian replied. He stared at a small pond and said, "She is gentle and intelligent. She is educated and reasonable. She takes care of the house so that I can wander outside with peace of mind."
Feng Wu nodded lightly and looked thoughtful. "She must be an extremely beautiful woman."
"She is as beautiful as the moon."
"Perfected Immortal …" Feng Wu asked again, "Won't you have one or two Dao companions, wives, and concubines in the future?"
Yang Jian thought that Feng Wu was talking about Feng Shan. He shook his head and said, "I'm not thinking about that now. Moreover, I feel that it's enough for me to be alone. There's no need to be too involved."
Feng Wu said softly, "However, the path of cultivation is long. The Primordial World does not count years. It's better to have a few companions. The path of cultivation will be less lonely."
Yang Jian looked at Feng Wu helplessly. Feng Wu also hoped that her sister would marry him?
Oh, no, he should marry into the Phoenix Clan.
"My six senses are not pure and I have selfish desires. If there is no worry in the future, I will yearn for the companionship of three or five beauties. But …"
Yang Jian changed the topic and thought about a few things. He said in a low voice, "If the future is difficult, there will be calamities, upheavals, and disasters in the world. If there are too many relationships involved and there is no time for them to stay together, it will only cause others to suffer."
Feng Wu chuckled and said, "Perfected Immortal, do you think that with your abilities, you can't settle down in the Primordial World?"
Yang Jian shook his head and said something that caught Feng Wu off guard. He walked forward with his hands behind his back.
"The Primordial World should be the place where I can't settle down."
Feng Wu was slightly stunned. She looked up at Yang Jian's back and felt that there was an invisible mountain pressing down on his tall and straight figure.
To Yang Jian, the calamity that Heavenly Flame Daoist mentioned was indeed a pressure that spurred him to not slack off in his cultivation.
Feng Wu bit her lip. Although she was conflicted, she still made up her mind.
She suddenly took two steps forward and grabbed Yang Jian's arm. She said in a low voice, "Perfected Immortal, follow me. I'll bring you to the treasure vault in the valley and get your Dharma treasures and weapons. Then, I'll send you out of the valley."
Yang Jian frowned and said, "If I use my safety to trap my friend for unrighteousness, it's not what I want."
Feng Wu was stunned and then chuckled. She looked at Yang Jian and said, "I don't want my sister to marry you either. Don't worry. There are only two pure-blooded clansmen in the younger generation of the clan. Even if Uncle punishes us, it won't be too severe."
Yang Jian thought for a while and was about to nod when he suddenly heard a mocking chuckle from the forest.
"Second brother, you said that you want to raise a young phoenix. Raising a young phoenix, you've raised it to the point where you're siding with an outsider. How ridiculous."
In the forest, Kong Xuan, who was dressed in green, strolled over. It was impossible to tell whether he was happy or angry.
The one who spoke was the young man in a golden robe behind Kong Xuan. His eyes were sinister and there was a faint mocking smile on his lips.
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