The sunset glow of the western sky filled the sky. The fire boat slowly sailed towards the sunset glow.
Yang Jian instructed them not to wander around and to return to the Plum Mountain to cultivate. He could place his incarnation on the peak of the mountain. Then, he closed his eyes and his mind traveled back to Xuandu City.
When Yang Jian's main focus was on his incarnation, his main body was not asleep. Instead, he would have a keen perception of his surroundings. As long as something alarmed him, he could quickly return to his main body.
Similarly, it was the same for his incarnation.
He closed his eyes and sensed that Xuan Du was sleeping soundly on a broken wall in the distance. Ao Xinke was kneeling beside him and resting with her eyes closed. The Spirit Lord of the Fog was sitting cross-legged and meditating. However, she was a little uneasy. From time to time, her eyelashes would tremble.
Today, Yang Jian already knew that there were several cultivators who had iron plates like him. What surprised him the most was naturally the Heaven-Mending Stone that he had just seen.
Snoring echoed in his ears. Yang Jian pondered for a while and slowly opened his eyes.
As soon as he left Huaguo Mountain, he sent his mind back to Xuandu City. He also wanted to ask the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du if he knew who was ranked from one to nine on the iron plates.
That matter had actually been on his mind. Especially after seeing that Lao "Ba" was a stone monkey today, he was even more interested in that matter. He wanted to know who the "seeds" chosen by the six Saints before him were.
Yang Jian actually understood why the stone monkey was ranked before him. The iron plate had probably been embedded in the Spirit Stone since ancient times. It was much earlier than him.
"You're back?"
Xuan Du stretched and appeared in front of Yang Jian in a flash. He sized up Yang Jian curiously.
"The Three Lives Blue Sky Technique?"
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded and replied. Before he could ask anything, Xuan Du had already leaned forward and hugged Yang Jian's neck with one hand.
Great Daoist Master Xuan Du chuckled and said, "How about we make a deal? If you give this cultivation technique to me, I'll teach you a mystical ability that will shock the world and make the gods weep. How about that? "
For a moment, Yang Jian was speechless.
This Martial Uncle was really a man of passion. He had no qualms about doing things.
If it was Perfected Taiyi who wanted to ask for a cultivation technique from him, he would definitely hesitate and be a little arrogant …
"This mystical technique came from Master. I have to ask for Master's permission before I can offer it to Eldest Martial Uncle."
Yang Jian said it very politely. Xuan Du immediately smiled knowingly. "Your master and I are so close. How can I not agree? Go ahead and ask. "
"There's no hurry." Yang Jian grabbed the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du's wrist, afraid that he would run away.
Xuan Du said seriously, "Didn't I say that we have to wait for the small fish outside to disperse when I bring you to search for treasures? Although the Four Spirit Worlds can't cause any trouble, we still have orders from our master. We have to do our best to protect the Xuandu City."
The Spirit Lord of Fog, who was meditating, couldn't help but open his eyes. He had wanted to glare at Xuan Du coldly and vent his anger at being looked down upon, but he immediately lowered his head, for fear of angering the two.
"What Uncle-Master? He's obviously a big and small bastard!"
Xuan Du looked over with a faint smile. He opened Yang Jian's left hand and walked to the Spirit Lord of Fog in two steps.
The Spirit Lord of Fog slowly raised his head. His arm trembled slightly as he looked up at the eldest disciple of the Dao Sect standing in front of him.
The smile on Xuan Du's lips was so terrifying to her.
"Disciple-Nephew, apart from imparting you a mystical ability, I can also give you a Dao Protector in the Quasi-Saint realm. This is a good deal."
Before Yang Jian could reply, Xuan Du suddenly struck out with his palm and hit the Spirit Lord of Fog's forehead.
The Spirit Lord of Fog's beautiful face was instantly filled with fear, and his body trembled like a sieve.
Xuan Du's palm seemed to have no strength at all, but when he raised it, it seemed to be pulling something out of thin air …
A small diamond-shaped gem slowly emerged from the Spirit Lord of Fog's smooth forehead, emitting a dazzling brilliance.
"Spare … Spare me …"
The Spirit Lord of Fog's big eyes were filled with tears, and his pupils seemed to be reflecting the tragic fate he was about to bear.
Xuan Du was not moved at all. With a solemn face, he quickly drew a complicated circle with his fingers. The circle slowly shrank and drilled into the diamond-shaped gem on the Spirit Lord of Fog's forehead.
The Spirit Lord of Fog closed his eyes and directly passed out, but his body was still pulled by Xuan Du's palm, sitting there cross-legged.
"Come here. The first drop of blood is on her spiritual core."
Yang Jian nodded and moved calmly to the Spirit Lord of Fog. He forced a drop of blood from his fingertip and dripped it on the Spirit Lord of Fog's forehead. He said, "I want to ask Uncle-Master something."
"Oh? What is it? "
"It's about this iron plate." Yang Jian took out the iron plate he got from the legacy of the Black Tortoise. "I want to know who the other eight are."
"Knowing this won't do you any good, but it won't do you any harm either." Xuan Du smiled. Seeing that Yang Jian's Mystic Blood had entered the Spirit Lord of Fog's spiritual core, he clicked his tongue in wonder. "The Eight-Nine Arcane Art is really powerful. This drop of blood of yours has given her great benefits."
Yang Jian did not take it seriously. He just asked, "Uncle-Master, I want to know who they are."
"I know a few of them, such as your master."
"Master?" Yang Jian's eyes widened. He was shocked for a moment, but then he felt relieved.
It was not surprising that his master was one of them. After all, his master had tried to break through to the Saint Realm many times, so it was natural that he was chosen by the Saint.
"Your master is the second, and Junior Sister Yun Xiao is the third … Let me think."
Xuan Du pinched his fingers and calculated for a while. "Zhen Yuanzi is the fourth, Little Peacock of the Phoenix Clan is the fifth, Void Bodhi of the Western Sect is the sixth, and Ao Fangtian of the Dragons is the seventh … I only know them."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Uncle-Master, could it be that you're the first person?"
"No, no." Xuan Du looked at Yang Jian and asked with a faint smile, "Guess who it is? If you can guess, there will be fewer twists and turns on your cultivation path in the future. "
Yang Jian felt like he had fallen into the clouds. After thinking about it, he rejected Hiroshige and Daoist Duobao one by one.
The Spirit Lord of Fog, who was lying on the ground, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were filled with despair and loneliness as he hugged his head in pain.
Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at her. "Uncle-Master, why do you insist on me taking her in as a servant?"
"Yes, actually, it's something that Teacher gave me back then. I was busy cultivating and forgot about it." Xuan Du stood with his hands behind his back and said calmly, "Yang Jian, are you willing to take on the responsibility of the Dao Sect!?!"
Yang Jian shook his head. "Uncle-Master, tell me the details first. Although I'm not old, I'm past the age of being hot-blooded."
"You really can't be taught!" Xuan Du looked pained. Yang Jian stood there with a smile. He was stubborn.
He did not want to casually fall for the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du's Dao again.
"Uncle-Master, tell me who the first person is first."
Xuan Du seemed to be unwilling to mention that name. After a long silence, he sighed softly. "The Demon Master, Kun Peng."
Yang Jian widened his eyes. He suddenly wanted to say something, but he could not do it.
"Kun Peng is already a calamity of the Primordial World. Unfortunately, he is very cunning and has not appeared for a long time. Back then, Kun Peng schemed against the Magi and Demons and plotted to seize the destiny of the Demon Emperor. He killed twelve Zu Wu consecutively and even ambushed the Black Turtle of the North Continent, turning the North Continent into a poisonous miasma … "
Xuan Du paused and sighed. "The six Saints chased after him and he fled in a sorry state. However, he relied on his mystical abilities to escape from the hands of two Saints and disappeared from the Chaos Sea."
"I've seen him."
Yang Jian said in a low voice and told him in detail about how he had gone to save Lü Chunyang. Xuan Du pondered for a while and nodded gently.
Then, Xuan Du walked in front of Yang Jian and patted Yang Jian's shoulder. He said in a low voice, "Cultivate quickly. The next time you see Kun Peng, try to stew it in a pot and treat me to Kun Peng meat."
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched.
Xuan Du added, "You're the ninth person, and he's the first. You have received the legacy of the Black Turtle, and he has inherited the grudge of the Black Turtle. There will definitely be a battle."
"Uncle-Master." Yang Jian did not know whether to laugh or cry. He sighed. "Hurry up and search for treasures."
Xuan Du instigated, "Didn't I say that we have to wait for the Spirit Clan outside to disperse? Why don't you go out and kill for a while?"
Yang Jian really thought for a while and shook his head slowly. "That Black Spirit Lord is too powerful. I don't want to lose my life so easily."
"Young people are actually so impulsive. How will they lead the ten thousand races in the Chaos in the future and fight against powerful enemies?"
"Uncle-Master, aren't you also … Huh?"
Yang Jian seemed to have heard wrongly and looked at Xuan Du suspiciously.
Xuan Du smiled awkwardly and pointed at the Spirit Lord of the Fog. He took out a yellow cloth from his chest pocket. It was the Saint's declaration.
Isn't this … a little too casual?
"I originally wanted to tell you after you obtained the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl. Since I've let it slip, I'll read Teacher's decree now. Ahem!" Xuan Du took a deep breath. The Grand Pure Dao runes flowed on the Saint's declaration.
The sudden change caught everyone off guard. However, Yang Jian reacted quickly and immediately bowed.
"Dao Sect disciple Yang Jian, listen up!"
Yang Jian had no choice but to kneel on one knee. Ao Xinke, who had been listening to their conversation, hurriedly knelt beside Yang Jian.
"I'm ready!"
Great Daoist Master Xuan Du said loudly, "Grand Pure One's decree!"
"Disciple of the Chanism, Yang Jian, has done his best during the God-Conferment Tribulation and has made great contributions. He has to be rewarded. He will give you the Dao Sect's Dao Scriptures and Spirit Pills to help you cultivate."
"Also, the great enemy of the Primordial World is in front of us. I specially ordered Yang Jian to enter the Chaos and take in the Chaos Spirits to be used by the Dao Sect to protect the Primordial World."
"In order to do it, I will give you the Grand Pure Jade Token. You can use it to control the disciples of the Three Sects of the Dao Sect and mobilize the Heavenly Soldiers of the Celestial Court."
Xuan Du finished reading in one breath and slowly closed the declaration. A few streams of light flew out of his sleeve and floated in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian frowned and said softly, "Uncle-Master, please let me take a look at the declaration."
He was really afraid of the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du.
Xuan Du did not know whether to laugh or cry. "Why would I lie to you? These are indeed arranged by Teacher. I'll show you. "
Yang Jian took the declaration and read it carefully. His expression was a little ugly.
However, when he saw the few things floating in front of him, his annoyance eased a little.
There were sixteen Nine Revolutions Golden Pills in a pot, eighteen Nine Revolutions Spirit Pills in a pot, and a storage immortal treasure. It was filled with Connate treasures that were several times more abundant than the treasures he had obtained in the relic of the Black Turtle.
However, the jade token that had been hollowed out in the middle and had a small Taiji Fish swimming slowly made Yang Jian hesitate.
To control the disciples of the Dao Sect and mobilize the Heavenly Soldiers at will …
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