The Lady of Earth …
A breeze blew gently. He smelled the fragrance of the vegetation. Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes. He saw white clouds and the sky was pale green.
"You're awake?"
A familiar voice sounded beside his ear. Yang Jian's spirit was shaken, and his mind immediately relaxed.
It was his master.
He slowly sat up and felt that his body had endless strength. His body was also lighter.
He looked inside himself and saw that the blood in his body was emitting three colors — purple, red, and orange. It contained an inexplicable power. He had unknowingly completed the sixth blood transformation.
He touched his chest. There was clearly a gentle force waiting for him to activate it. It stayed there quietly and slowly improved his body's physique.
The essence blood of the Lady of Earth …
He looked up and saw his master standing at the top of the hill with his back facing him. His figure looked a little ancient and seemed to have become one with the world.
"Master!"
"Come over." Yuding waved his hand gently. Yang Jian's figure appeared at the top of the hill. He saw two familiar figures. They were Fu Dongliu and the young princess.
They were meditating in two different places. Clearly, they had received benefits from Yuding. Their auras were steadily increasing.
A scene appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes again. Fu Dongliu stood alone on the bridge with his sword, while the young princess's weak body was pouncing on the hub that controlled the mystic realm's door …
Yang Jian felt a lump in his throat. He had never thought that the two good karma he had forged in this world would bring him any benefits.
However, at that moment, the two of them risked their lives to protect him. It was no different from saving his life.
Although he would not die in the first place.
"Are they … alright?" Yang Jian asked softly, afraid that he would disturb them.
"They're not bad." Yuding looked at Yang Jian with a gratified gaze. "When making friends and finding companions, you have to look at their aptitude, luck, and fortune. However, you have to look at their temperament and character. These two people are also loyal to you. They can live and die together. They can be friends."
"Yes." Yang Jian grinned and let down all his defenses in front of Yuding. "Master, are you talking about you and Aunt-Master Taiyi?"
Yuding shook his head with a wry smile. Clearly, Perfected Taiyi had cheated him a lot these past Yuanhui.
Yang Jian looked at Yuding quietly, waiting for Yuding to ask.
Yuding did not even ask about the Lady of Earth. He only instructed, "You have your own path and your own opportunities. However, don't be complacent."
"Alas, Master, don't worry!" Yang Jian thought of his appointment with Houtu. He patted his chest and then touched his forehead.
It felt like there was a small bump there. If he didn't touch it carefully, he wouldn't be able to feel it.
Is this my third eye in the future?
"This place is where the Yin and Yang of this world converge. Although there is a lack of Spiritual Qi, there is Yin and Yang Qi wandering about. I will protect you here. After you break through here, it is about time for you to return."
"Where is this place?"
"Inside the Heaven Rift Valley."
Yang Jian lowered his head and pondered. He seemed to have understood something.
Then he took out the matrix plate, inserted the spiritual stone, sat down cross-legged, and was about to break through.
With the drop of Houtu's essence blood, and now he had completed six blood changes, Yang Jian had 120% confidence in breaking through the limit of the second level!
But he suddenly thought of something and looked up at his master's side face. He always felt that the more he looked at his master, the more handsome he was. He didn't know when he could find a wife for himself.
"Master, have you seen Liuya's master?"
"He left after you appeared." Yu Ding sighed when he mentioned this matter. "Previously, when I arranged the trial for you, he was the one who came up with the plan. He fabricated the rumor that his disciple was the so-called key to the Dao Scripture, although he also had the intention of letting his disciple touch your luck."
Yang Jian nodded. He couldn't complain about his master's magnanimity.
Yuding sighed, and his gaze was a little distant, "But I didn't expect that the disciple he exhausted his own luck to nurture turned out to be the person who fought for his life and death and fought against the heavens. Things in this world are really wonderful. "
"Master, who is that senior?"
"Do you remember that I told you that the Demon Clan has a few treasures that can subdue the demons?"
Yang Jian recalled. When he was cultivating with his master in the Golden Cloud Cave, he spent two to four hours a day listening to these stories and reading ancient books. He knew a lot.
Soon, Yang Jian said, "Demon Summoning Flag, Demon Court Seal, Baize Painting …" His eyes widened, "That old Taoist is Baize?"
"That's right. He used to be gentle, elegant, and elegant. I didn't expect that he would end up like this," Yuding sighed softly, "Back then, I also saw him presiding over the array and fighting against the Wu people from afar. How elegant he was. Unfortunately, time has worn him down."
"How could it be?" Yang Jian scratched his ears and cheeks, "When Master talked about the handsome men of the Primordial World since ancient times, didn't you say that Baize, one of the Ten Saints of the Demon Clan, is not inferior to Demon Emperor Jun?"
Yuding reprimanded with a straight face, "You didn't remember the principles that I painstakingly taught you. You actually remember these idle chatter so clearly!"
"Haha." Yang Jian shrank his neck and asked, "How did he become like this?"
"Appearance is born from the heart. His mental state is no longer the same as before. It's the same for his appearance." Yuding looked into the distance with his hands behind his back. "Hurry up and cultivate."
"Yes, Master."
Yang Jian gradually straightened his face and calmed his heart. Then, he slowly closed his eyes.
He clasped his hands together and stripped the blood in his body bit by bit. During the process, he endured great pain, but Yang Jian did not even make a sound.
When he was brought to the mysterious world to meet the Lady of Earth, the pair of small hands had touched his entire body and helped him stabilize the realm of the Sixth Blood Transformation. It also helped him completely heal the open and hidden injuries on his body and perfectly repaired the cracks in his Dao base.
Now, he could directly change his blood. His magic skill ran smoothly, and the degree of pain was even less than the previous six times.
Soon, the blood in Yang Jian's hands gradually condensed into a blood ball the size of a fist. Then, Yang Jian slightly extracted a trace of the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence and put it into his blood vessels …
Boom!
As if the gate of the Milky Way had opened, an extremely pure Blood Qi soared into the sky!
As soon as Yang Jian felt a sense of completion and touched the shackles set by heaven and earth, the shackles were directly broken by the Blood Qi, shattered, and fed back to him!
Yang Jian began to absorb the surrounding Spiritual Qi crazily. Yuding pointed at the array plate where Yang Jian sat. The six Spirit Stones directly exploded and released incomparably rich Spiritual Qi.
Gradually, the Blood Qi around Yang Jian's body returned, and with a rustling sound, Yang Jian's shriveled skin quickly returned to its original firmness.
That trace of the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence not only helped Yang Jian to change his blood for the seventh time, but also sublimated Yang Jian's bone marrow!
It was not too late. When Yang Jian just wanted to stop, his body fell into a mysterious state. He was deeply immersed in it, as if he was wandering in the clouds.
Because of the sublimation of his bone marrow, his eighth blood replacement actually followed!
Yang Jian made up his mind and simply extracted a trace of the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence again. But this time, the speed of blood replacement became very slow. Yang Jian was immersed in it to understand the changes in his body, and did not feel the passage of time at all …
The seventh blood replacement only used about one-thousandth of the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence.
But the eighth blood replacement consumed about one-thirtieth of the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence.
The ninth blood replacement lasted longer and slower, and actually consumed one-third of the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence …
When the ninth blood replacement was completed, Yang Jian still wanted to extract the Lady of Earth's Blood Essence and put it into his bone marrow, but he found that he could not completely drain his own blood.
He used the Magic Skill to force the blood out of his body, and the already colorful bone marrow produced new blood quickly and continuously.
Yang Jian immediately did not dare to let out more blood, and sent the blood back into his body, so as to avoid hurting his origin. The loss outweighed the gain.
Nine blood replacement was already the limit, and he could not be greedy anymore.
The mysterious feeling was still there, and Yang Jian did not dare to neglect it. He began to operate the third incantation to condense Xuanqi …
Yang Jian was immersed in the practice, and did not notice the surrounding environment. The monstrous blood Qi of his seventh blood replacement had already awakened Fu Dongliu and the young Commandery Princess.
The two of them walked near Yang Jian, and saw the bloody scene of Yang Jian, and were also frightened. Finally, they knew the secret of why Yang Jian was so powerful.
Without such suffering, how could he have the Magic Skill to protect his body, and become invincible?
Yuding casually cut off the sound around Yang Jian, looked at Fu Dongliu and the young Commandery Princess, and said warmly, "What do you two plan to do? The fate of this world has come to an end, and I can send you to the Primordial World to find another master.
"Senior, you have already given me a superior cultivation technique, and so many treasures." Fu Dongliu laughed bitterly, "If I ask Senior to do it again, I will not know when to stop. However, I have a presumptuous request. "
"Just say it."
Fu Dongliu sighed, "A few days ago, my sect was in trouble, and only a few people escaped. My Martial Niece and I must have been lucky enough to survive because of Brother Yang's luck."
"Now, fortunately, Senior has given me an immortal technique and a precious treasure. I will return to the mountain to reorganize the sect, and seek revenge on the people who harmed my sect."
"But my Martial Niece does not need to suffer so much with me. If her talent can catch Senior's eyes, please take her to the land of fortune in the five continents of the Primordial World, find a master, and let her cultivate freely."
The Young Princess hurriedly said, "Martial Uncle Fu! I will not! "
Fu Dongliu interrupted her with a stiff voice, "If you recognize me as your Martial Uncle, then shut your mouth!"
The Young Princess's eyes immediately turned red, and she stood there with her lips pursed, her nose twitching.
Yuding sighed softly, and with a wave of his sleeve, the Young Princess disappeared without a trace.
Fu Dongliu kowtowed to the ground, "Thank you, Senior!"
"No, do you want to wait for my disciple to wake up before leaving?"
"No, I am too ashamed to see him. I will bid farewell here. I will never dare to forget Senior's kindness today."
Fu Dongliu's face was somewhat gloomy, and he looked deeply at Yang Jian a few times. He sighed again, turned around, and strode out of the Heaven Rift Valley.
Just as he rushed out of the black fog that sealed the Heaven Rift Valley, a monstrous blood Qi surged behind him. It was Yang Jian, who had just started his eighth blood transformation.
"Hahaha!"
He raised his head and laughed three times. The first laugh was filled with desolation, the second with relief, and the third with a heroic spirit!
"Yang Jian! When we meet again, I, Fu Dongliu, will definitely call you Fellow Daoist again! "
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