"Perfected Lord, this way please!"
Yang Jian had just rushed to the Netherworld. Before he could find his way in the dim yellow world, a door opened in front of him. King Qinguang and King Yanluo stood on both sides and bowed to Yang Jian.
"Thank you."
Yang Jian dragged the two remnant souls through the door and entered the Yama Hall in the blink of an eye.
Without waiting for Yang Jian to say anything, King Qinguang summoned the judge. King Yanluo said a few words, and the judge hurriedly drew on the Book of Life and Death before leaving respectfully.
"Come, this way please."
Seeing that Yang Jian was a little confused, King Qinguang smiled and said, "Perfected Lord, hurry up. The souls of these two are too damaged. If they reincarnate late, it will be difficult for the Saints to save them."
Yang Jian sighed softly as if he was relieved. "Thank you for your trouble."
"Perfected Lord, you don't have to be so polite. Let's talk later."
When mortals and ghosts entered the Netherworld, they trembled in fear. They had to cross the River of Forgetfulness and enter the Judge's Hall to be judged. If they had less sins, they could still enter reincarnation. If they had more sins, they had to go to the terrifying Eighteen Levels of Hell.
In comparison, the two souls that Yang Jian had brought were much more convenient.
Everything was simplified. They could quickly go to reincarnation. There was no need to go to the Village Viewing Platform or drink Meng Po's soup. They could only borrow the Six Paths of Reincarnation to restore their True Spirit power.
However, in front of Meng Po's soup, Lü Chunyang and He Mudan stopped.
They were too weak at the moment and could not say anything. They could only turn their heads and look at Yang Jian.
Lü Chunyang's soul pointed at Meng Po's soup and then at He Mudan beside him. Then, he revealed a helpless and expectant expression.
"Yama, can you let them drink Meng Po's soup?" Yang Jian cupped his hands and begged King Qinguang.
It was hard to imagine that this was the "powerful person" who had just humiliated the Jade Emperor in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall.
Qinguang Wang didn't dare to delay. He agreed and walked forward to talk to Meng Po, who had a straight face. She immediately poured two bowls of Meng Po soup with a smile and passed them to Lü Chunyang and He Mudan.
Lü Chunyang and He Mudan looked at each other. Both of them held the bowls of soup in their hands, but they were reluctant to drink it.
They were the ones who wanted to drink Meng Po's soup, and they were also the ones who couldn't bear to part with her.
Finally, the two of them picked up the bowl of Granny Meng's soup at the same time. Lü Chunyang closed his eyes tightly, and there were traces of tears at the corners of his eyes. However, because his body was too illusory, the tears were nothing more than droplets of radiance that were slowly dissipating.
However, when Lü Chunyang drank the bowl of Granny Meng Soup, He Mudan stopped before the bowl touched her lips. She put down the bowl of Granny Meng Soup and stared at the person before her quietly.
She still couldn't bear to forget him, afraid that she wouldn't be able to find him in her next life.
Even if the Book of Life and Death was entangled with her fate, she was still afraid. Even if she did not drink Meng Po's soup because of this, she would have to shoulder a little more, bear a little more …
The Granny Meng Soup was immediately effective. Lü Chunyang's eyes were empty and blank.
King Qinguang waved his sleeve gently. Lü Chunyang and He Mudan's figures floated up like willow catkins and flew towards the Six Paths of Reincarnation.
He Mudan turned around and looked at Yang Jian, who was standing at the end of the Bridge of Helplessness, and bowed from afar.
Yang Jian felt an inexplicable sadness in his heart. He bowed to the Six Paths of Reincarnation and watched the two of them disappear …
"Actually, this is quite good. Ahem."
For some reason, his throat was a little hoarse. Yang Jian wanted to express his optimism, but he could not let it go.
King Qinguang sighed and said, "Perfected Lord, it's really unimaginable that you can fight against the entire Celestial Court for your friend."
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled bitterly. He had been a little impulsive in the end. He had rushed in front of the Jade Emperor, but he realized that he could not do anything to the Jade Emperor.
He could only threaten him.
Yang Jian cupped his hands and asked, "Is there anything I can do for the Netherworld?"
"How can I dare to trouble you, Perfected Lord? It's just a small matter. We can still deal with it. "King Qinguang knew that Yang Jian was not willing to owe him favors. He smiled and said," Perfected Lord, you treat the East King as your best friend, but don't you treat us as your fellow Daoists? "
Yang Jian sighed and said, "I'm being too pretentious."
"Perfected Lord, do you want to have a drink in my hall?"
"I still have something to do today. I can't stay in the Primordial World for too long, so I won't disturb you." Yang Jian bowed and said, "When the four seas are peaceful and the Netherworld is free, let's drink and chat."
"Okay."
After bidding farewell to the Yama Lord, Yang Jian dawdled in front of the Six Paths of Reincarnation for a while, but he was not summoned by the Lady of Earth.
Feeling somewhat empty in his heart, Yang Jian left the Underworld in the atrium of a certain City God Temple in the Center Continent. With a sky full of dark clouds, he headed towards the East Sea.
He naturally could not deceive Xinke's family. Now that the Celestial Court was about to unify the Three Realms, the Dragons did not have an easy time.
However, with Yang Jian's support, the Jade Emperor would have to consider more before he wanted to touch the Dragons of the Four Seas.
In fact, what the Jade Emperor had said previously, the checks and balances and schemes, made Yang Jian feel that the Jade Emperor had a tendency to be persecuted …
With a flash, Yang Jian split into two. Naturally, he used his incarnation.
His true body rushed into the sky with rolling black clouds. His incarnation quietly stopped on the East Ocean and began to think about the next strategy.
There was no possibility of reconciliation with the Jade Emperor. He had to have enough strength to create a deterrent force to protect his mother, his sister, the living beings of Mount Mei, and so on.
At the end of the day, his own strength determined everything.
Strength …
Now, he was really full of insights. The benefits that the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl brought him were like using a treasure vault that had not been opened yet. He was already standing at the edge of the treasure vault. Next, he would arrange some things properly and then he could focus on cultivating in seclusion.
He had to break through the limits of the Rebirth Realm as soon as possible.
Yang Jian sent a jade talisman to the Dragon Palace to look for Ao Xinke. He started to plan his next steps.
The Jade Emperor still needed time to integrate the remaining forces of the Immortal Dao in the 3,000 worlds. During this time, Yang Jian could cultivate a group of Chaotic Creatures.
That was the mission given by the Saint. Now, it was Yang Jian's capital to challenge the Jade Emperor in the future.
Perhaps the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du was right. The Jade Emperor said that he was doing it for all living beings, but in fact, he still could not control his ambition and selfish desires …
After being suppressed by the Dao Ancestor for two eras, it was understandable that his mentality was a little distorted. However, it was somewhat disgusting to satisfy his expanding selfish desires in the name of the common people in the world.
However, the external pressure made Yang Jian have no choice but to take a step back.
If he really killed the Jade Emperor, there would definitely be a huge battle in the 3,000 Great Worlds. The Immortal Dao factions and the various divisions of the Skyward Pavilion that had collapsed would definitely be incompatible with each other. That would only waste the overall strength of the Primordial World.
It was the Jade Emperor's achievement to build an iron wall in the Primordial World to fight against the powerful enemies who would eventually destroy the Primordial World …
Ao Xinke's figure flew over from the East Ocean. When she saw Yang Jian, there was a complicated gaze in her beautiful eyes. However, she did not say anything in the end. She only smiled gently at Yang Jian.
"Did Darling's true body go to the Outer World again?"
"Black clouds are rolling. He really looks like a devil." Yang Jian squeezed an ugly smile. Ao Xinke held his arm. Yang Jian said, "How about we move Meishan to the Xuandu City?"
Ao Xinke pondered carefully for a while and said softly, "That's difficult. Moreover, the Chaos is not as comfortable as the Primordial World. I'm afraid Mother doesn't want to leave the Primordial World …"
"I'm worried that the Jade Emperor will attack Mother." Yang Jian still voiced his worries.
"That won't happen. Husband, don't worry." Ao Xinke pondered for a while. "Firstly, the Jade Emperor already knows where your reverse scale is. Without absolute confidence, he will not dare to anger you again. I didn't say that. I heard it when the elders of the clan were discussing it. "
Yang Jian was a little noncommittal about this. "I do miss her a little."
"In that case, why don't we bring Mother to the Dragon Palace to stay for a long time?"
"Go back and ask Mother."
When he asked Yohime, Yohime said that she did not need to go anywhere. She would cultivate and comprehend the Dao on Mei Mountain. Her days were peaceful and stable. She had many female companions. Although she was idle, she was not bored. She was unwilling to move.
However, when she mentioned that Yang Jian had rushed to the Celestial Court in anger, Yohime persuaded Yang Jian a little more. She told Yang Jian not to be so rash when he encountered something. He had to know that there was always someone better than him.
Yang Jian naturally put on a humble expression and accepted everything. Then, he watched as Ao Xinke flew into the sky and his incarnation stayed in Mei Mountain.
The incarnation that he had left behind this time was 50% stronger than the previous incarnation. That was also the reason why Yang Jian was more confident.
Taking advantage of the half-month gap between Ao Xinke's flying boat and rushing back to the Xuandu City, Yang Jian began to get busy in Mei Mountain.
The three thousand disciples of the Wu people who had stayed behind to cultivate in Mei Mountain back then already had a difference in talent.
Yang Jian selected 1,800 disciples of the Wu people and used his incarnation of Xuanqi to improve their physiques and increase the strength of their bodies. He wanted to prepare to create a powerful team in the Chaos Sea.
Yang Jian had high hopes for Daon. When the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du taught him the method to implant the Spirit Core, he would give Daon the Spirit Core of a quasi-saint Chaos ferocious beast and let the Grand Magus glow with a brand-new berserk attitude …
What a joke, what a joke. The ferocious aura of the Spirit Core of the Chaos ferocious beast was too strong. Daon might not be able to withstand it.
The remaining 1,200 disciples of the Wu people happened to be the number of "original" gods. Yang Jian felt that it was rather strange, as if everything was destined.
When Yang Jian returned to the Xuandu City this time, he had to rely on his second incarnation to be busy with the matters of the Chaos living beings. His true body had entered a long period of seclusion.
Perhaps it would take a thousand or ten thousand years, but the longer he went into seclusion, the more benefits it would bring to Yang Jian.
The Azure Three Lives Technique could be considered to have made the best use of it. His true body entered the Saint's Tomb, while one of his incarnations stayed in the Primordial World and the other around the Xuandu City. When necessary, he could do three things at once. Anyway, he would not become a lunatic.
A few days before his true body arrived in the Xuandu City, Yang Jian began to walk around the Middle Continent with a strange atmosphere. He went to his master's Cave Abode to sit, went to his Uncle-Master's territory to eat and drink, or went to the Jade Void Palace to listen to Dao spells. It was quite comfortable.
Anyway, he would do whatever he wanted. He openly admitted that it was only his incarnation there. His true body had gone to the Chaos.
This kind of invisible threat was even more frightening.
However, Yang Jian also took a small step back. He really brought 1,200 disciples of the Wu people and the Six Friends of Meishan to the mouth of the Guan River. He obeyed the decree of the Celestial Court and stationed his troops at the mouth of the Guan River.
The Immortal Sect of the Middle Continent was controlled by the Celestial Court. The experts of the Skyward Pavilion returned to their respective territories. The trichiliocosm was suddenly in an uproar, as if a storm was brewing.
Yang Jian, on the other hand, was sitting in the thicket at the mouth of the Guan River, drinking tea and rocking his chair, looking as if he was floating in the air.
However, this did not last for half a day before he was disturbed by a complaining guest …
"You have no conscience! You've gained the limelight and reputation, but you don't care about me! "
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