Speaking of which, among the second generation disciples of Chanism, Perfected Taiyi's treasures were definitely ranked in the top three.
Yang Jian also knew that in the future, Nezha would be armed to the teeth by Perfected Taiyi. The Cosmic Ring, the Heavenly Silk, the Nine Dragons Divine Fire Barrier, the Wind-Fire Wheels, the Yin-Yang Sword, the Fire-tipped Spear, the Golden Brick …
Ling Zhuzi first reincarnated as Nezha. Then, he died and had a lotus flower body. In the end, he even had three heads and six arms …
These were all Perfected Taiyi's masterpieces!
Looking at Erlang in the future, he was a dog at the beginning. He relied on all his equipment. The light yellow robe was given to him by Princess Long Ji, his nominal "cousin".
He had a long saber and a Heavenly Eye. If anything happened, he would rush forward to fight. Nezha, who was behind him, could also use his Dharma treasures to kill his opponent …
Thinking about that, Yang Jian hardened his heart and did not stand on ceremony with his Uncle-Master.
After entering the cave where Perfected Taiyi hid his treasures, the treasure light was instantly blurry. There were dozens of immortal treasures and a few Postnatal numinous treasures in the deepest part.
Although Yang Jian wanted to take the Postnatal numinous treasures, he could only rub his nose when he saw that they were the Cosmic Ring, the Fire-tipped Spear, and the Wind-Fire Wheels that Ling Zhuzi would use in the future. He did not do such an unkind thing.
He knew who Nezha was, but Ling Zhuzi was still an "innocent" young man.
Ling Zhuzi saw that Yang Jian had only chosen a long robe and a woman's feather robe. He grabbed Yang Jian's hand and walked into the depths of the treasure cave. "Junior Brother, Master asked you to take anything you want. Why are you standing on ceremony with him? There are a few good treasures here. I can't play with them usually! "
As he spoke, he led Yang Jian to the Fire-tipped Spear …
"No, no." Yang Jian waved his hand and smiled bitterly.
Ling Zhuzi really did not know the hunger of a hungry man. During the God-Conferment War, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and Yang Jian were typical representatives of the third generation disciples of Chanism.
Yang Jian wanted to befriend the two of them not because he wanted to borrow their power, but because of his feelings.
In the depths of his memory, of of of of a movie that he had watched when he was young, of of Xiqi, Yang Jian, Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi formed.
Even though the second generation disciples of Chanism participated in the battle one after another, they could not hide their brilliance!
This was because during the God-Conferment Tribulation, the three of them had the potential to become the main characters of the great tribulation. They had risen with the wind and their strength had increased rapidly.
Lei Zhenzi's master was Yun Zhongzi. Although Yun Zhongzi was not one of the twelve Golden Immortals, he was also an immortal of fortune and a master of artifact refinement.
If Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi were on good terms with each other, it would naturally make the three masters more friendly, especially if they could pull Yun Zhongzi into Yuding and Taiyi's circle of close friends. It could be considered killing two birds with one stone.
However, all of that was in the future.
Yang Jian declined in every way possible. In the end, he even explained some reason to make Ling Zhuzi give up on the thought of giving him the numinous treasure.
"What are we cultivating for? Is it to snatch treasures? "Yang Jian said righteously. Ling Zhuzi smiled awkwardly. He did not put on the airs of a senior brother at all.
Yang Jian sighed. "Cultivating yourself is the right way. Too many treasures will distract you and make you arrogant. Using treasures to make up for your shortcomings is ultimately not as good as perfecting yourself! "
Ling Zhuzi had mixed feelings. He looked at his junior brother, who had just cultivated for ten years, in admiration. He really felt ashamed to be his senior brother …
Ah, I'm too ashamed …
Hence, under Ling Zhuzi's ashamed gaze, Yang Jian casually drew more than ten "ordinary" immortal treasures into the thumb ring that Yuding had given him. He even changed his clothes on the spot.
He first took out the "Ruyi Treasure Robe" made of Immortal Silk. With a thought, he turned it into a white robe and trousers that he wore inside. It was cool and comfortable, as if there was nothing on his body.
It was very convenient. He could even put away the two pieces of clothing with a thought.
It was very convenient. He picked out a light blue robe. It was not very fancy, but it had refined many immortal restrictions. It was a defensive treasure called the Sky Blue Robe.
If he nurtured it carefully, this treasure might give birth to spirituality and transform into a Postnatal numinous treasure.
"Junior Brother, this is for you." Ling Zhuzi took out an immortal rope from a cabinet and a headband that matched the color of the Sky Blue Robe. He handed it to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian smiled and received it. He took the two immortal treasures and tied up his long hair like Ling Zhuzi.
The headband was a defensive immortal treasure. It could protect the immortal soul and prevent it from being harmed by the Soul Injury Technique.
The immortal rope was refined by Perfected Taiyi based on the famous treasure of the Primordial World, the "Immortal-Binding Rope". It could tie up Heaven Immortals and lock up thousands of troops. It was very extraordinary.
However, the greatest use at that moment was to match the light blue headband and increase Yang Jian's temperament.
He stepped on a pair of immortal shoes and tied a jade belt around his waist. Yang Jian also played around with Ling Zhuzi and became more familiar with him.
When the two of them walked out of the pavilion together, the two Perfected Ones who were discussing the Dao under the tree stopped talking. Taiyi praised, "Junior Brother, I never thought that you would be able to take in a handsome disciple. He has made up for your shortcomings."
Yuding replied calmly, "There's nothing to talk about on the outside. My heart is seeking the truth of the Dao."
"You can be stubborn." Perfected Taiyi played with a strand of long hair with his fingers. That action seemed to be very strange for a man to do, but when Perfected Taiyi did it, it was abnormally suave and did not look feminine at all.
Beside him, the Golden Cloud Child could not help but whisper, "Senior Brother Yang Jian actually has such elegance …"
Then, he realized that he had no right to speak there. He hurriedly lowered his head and could not help but secretly size him up.
Since the Golden Cloud Child was already like that, there was no need to mention the beauty standing beside Yuding.
Wen Qingling had been thinking about Yang Jian to begin with. When she saw Yang Jian walking over, she could not help but feel like a deer.
She bit her lower lip. She was not a mortal woman who judged a book by its cover. However, why … why did she feel that he was so good-looking …
Yang Jian walked over. His elegant demeanor was not concealed at all. His sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, and handsome face were flawless. He was like a natural precious jade, but he contained a sharp Sword Light that pierced the woman's heart.
His figure had unknowingly been hammered into a perfect proportion by the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. He was neither tall nor short, nor thin nor fat.
A little more would be too long, and a little less would be too short. It was an appropriate description for Yang Jian.
The beauty was bone-like, but the handsomeness of the man was also in his figure.
Compared to Ling Zhuzi's handsomeness, Yang Jian was more masculine and righteous. He was also more unrestrained and unrestrained, making people feel more reliable.
Since the autumn wind had passed, Yuding bade farewell to Taiyi. He said that Yang Jian missed his sister and wanted to go back to reunite immediately.
Taiyi was naturally rather dissatisfied. He scolded Yuding a few times, while Ling Zhuzi clamored to go with them. He was grabbed by Taiyi and thrown into the cave for seclusion.
When he parted with Wen Qingling, Yang Jian only said, "Take care." However, Wen Qingling lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. She softly acknowledged.
After Yang Jian and Yuding left, Perfected Taiyi immediately wrote a letter. He sent the Golden Cloud Child to take the letter and bring Wen Qingling to find another master.
Wen Qingling's constitution was excellent, but she was only an ordinary human. She did not have great luck or good fortune. Yuding and Taiyi naturally would not accept her.
However, Perfected Taiyi had a lot of friends. Daira Jinxian of the human race also knew a few. She found a female immortal and brought a letter and some gifts. The female immortal naturally did not dare to be rude to Wen Qingling.
That could be considered Wen Qingling's luck. Her immortal fate was not shallow.
Moreover, after Yang Jian and his master left the Qianyuan Mountain, their hearts had already flown out. They could not wait to return to the Jade Spring Mountain.
Yuding knew what he was thinking. He also used his great mystical abilities and passed through the clouds and sea. Not long after, he entered the array formation of the Jade Spring Mountain.
Yang Jian stood on the cloud and saw the beautiful girl with a pair of white feet swaying beside the spiritual spring in front of the pavilion. However, Yang Jian's eyes suddenly turned red and he jumped down anxiously.
"Little Chan!"
The young girl's body trembled as she turned her head in disbelief. Her pink lips opened, but she was speechless.
"Little Chan, what's wrong with you!?" Yang Jian ran over anxiously and knelt beside Yang Xiaochan. He looked at her thin body.
Why … Why is this happening?
When I left, she was already this young. She had been training outside for a few years in seclusion. Why hasn't she grown up yet? Why was she still so delicate and weak?
"Brother …"
"What's wrong with you? Are you injured? Are you sick? Master … Master! "Yang Jian almost scratched his scalp off as he hurriedly begged his master for help.
"I'm fine! Brother, I'm fine! " Only then did Little Chan react. She was so happy that she was incoherent. She hurriedly explained, "I asked Sister Tinglan to help me cast a spell. I haven't grown up in the past few years …"
"Why?" Yang Jian glared at his sister and was about to reprimand her.
Yang Xiaochan's face turned slightly red as she lowered her head and muttered, "I'm afraid that I'll change. I'm afraid that when Brother sees me again, you will feel distant …"
I'm afraid that you will feel distant with me …
I want to always be the last person you saw me when you left. I'm afraid that when you come back, the me in your memory will be different from the me now, and you will feel distant with me …
Yang Jian's hands trembled. He felt as if his heart had been overturned, and all sorts of feelings welled up in his heart.
Just like when she was young, Yang Jian raised his arms and hugged her to his chest. He sighed softly.
"Silly girl, no matter how long Brother leaves you, I won't feel distant with you."
"En …" Little Chan 'er's face was slightly red. Her little hands clutched Yang Jian's clothes tightly. Even if this was a dream, she didn't want to wake up too quickly.
Although her body hadn't grown, she was already fourteen or fifteen years old. It was the time for her first awakening of love, and she should be wary of men and women.
But at this time, who could say anything?
In the future, they would also be immortal siblings. The etiquette of the secular world was probably nothing …
But they still had to pay attention to the influence.
"Come to the cave later to continue cultivating." Yuding floated into the Golden Aurora Cave. After entering the cave, he added, "Bring Little Chan with you."
Yang Jian was instantly overjoyed. He hurriedly pulled Little Chan and kowtowed to the Golden Aurora Cave. "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! "
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