"Is there a way for an Essence Soul Dao cultivator to rush to Daira directly? Xiao Lan is still lacking some experience. "
Yang Jian's sudden question made the three female generals, who had just decided on the marching strategy, start another round of discussion and debate.
No matter what method he used to increase Xiao Lan's cultivation level, the consequence of spoiling things through excessive enthusiasm would make it difficult for Xiao Lan's cultivation level to improve in the future.
Although she did not need to become a great mystical abilities cultivator to fight everywhere, it would be a good thing if she could become stronger in the future.
"Why don't we bring Sister Xiao Lan here first," Ao Xinke said. "I have a Connate numinous treasure, the Multicolored Immortal Robe. It can avoid the invasion of the Chaos aura."
Yang Jian immediately shook his head. "Apart from her, I also want to bring the disciples of the Wu people to the Four Spirit World and let them sharpen into a sharp sword."
Master Black Spirit had given Yang Jian a solution. That solution was actually very widespread in the Chaos Sea. However, cultivators of the Dao Sect like Yang Jian and the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du did not know about it.
Using the body of the Chaos Beast and the array formation, he could make a "battle boat" that could carry mortals in the Chaos Sea.
Yang Jian pondered for a while and asked, "How's the collection of Xinke's spirit cores?"
"I've already collected enough. There are more than three hundred more," Ao Xinke said in a low voice. "I didn't deliberately collect them. After unifying the Four Spirit Worlds, in addition to the sporadic battles with the outside world over the years, the number of Spirits who died in the Daira realm is more than that."
"I still have nearly two hundred of them." Yang Jian fumbled in the Black Turtle Belt for a while and took out five jade talismans, leaving behind three of them.
The other two recorded the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du's Great Dream mystical ability. Although Yang Jian yearned for that mystical ability, he really did not have the time to sleep for hundreds or thousands of years.
After passing through the three jade talismans, the corners of Master Black Spirit's mouth twitched. He could not help but complain, "It's the method to control the spirit core and the method to graft the spirit core into a cultivator. Is the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du really the elegant and handsome first disciple of the Dao Sect?"
"Uncle-Master has been in the Xuandu City for a long time. He might have dabbled in everything when he was bored."
Yang Jian could only clear the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du's name. However, on second thought, Uncle-Master had been in Xuandu City for so long. If he had attacked the Chaos Spirits earlier, the living beings in the Chaos Sea might have fallen under his claws …
Watch your words, watch your words.
"In terms of aptitude, the disciples of the Dragons should be much stronger than Wu people." Kong Xuan asked from the side, "Why don't you choose the disciples of the Dragons to follow you? Dragons multiply in the four seas, and they are also restricted by luck. It shouldn't be difficult to choose a few thousand dragon sons for you. "
Yang Jian said, "The Wu people were formed by the Pangu God's War Blood. Maybe the Pangu God would leave behind other backup plans. Unfortunately … "
Ao Xinke walked to Yang Jian and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
"There were originally twelve Zu Wu tribes, but there are only six left now. Although the disciples of the Wu people who are stationed in Mei Mountain have been sending Earth Qi back all these years and have the means to avoid the miasma, I'm afraid there's no time for them to prosper again. "
Yang Jian sighed softly, patted the armrest, and stood up.
"Forget it. I'd better train these 1,800 disciples of the Wu people."
"Husband, where are you going?"
"Hunt a few ferocious beasts. Go and find some array formation experts. I'll be back soon."
There was no lack of ferocious beasts wandering everywhere in the Chaos. Yang Jian flew out of the Black Spirit World and circled around casually. Soon, he encountered a few huge creatures.
After a few battles that were not intense, Yang Jian dragged the three leviathans back to the Black Spirit World and very casually threw them outside of the Black Spirit World, where they were taken over by dozens of experts of the Black Spirit World who had landed here.
Yang Jian finally experienced the benefits of power.
With just one sentence, tens of thousands of Chaos Spirits were busy with his words. This made Yang Jian feel a little emotional.
In fact, compared to mortals, once a cultivator sat in a high position, it was easier for him to lose himself in the illusion of power.
For example, in the Skyward Pavilion, no matter which carefree expert became an official in the Skyward Pavilion, most of them would start to care about the gains and losses of fame and wealth and unconsciously climb towards a higher position.
"Husband, Wang Yang's army is still gathering. It will take at least half a year or several months to reach the Rain Spirit World," Ao Xinke said softly, "Why don't you go back to the Primordial World and wait? Once the ship is ready, I will send troops to escort it back to the Primordial World."
Yang Jian couldn't help but smile. He looked at Ao Xinke, who was always smiling. "You want me to accompany Xiao Lan more?"
"Yes." Ao Xinke slowly lowered her head. "It's the first time she's in love with you. She should accompany you more."
Yang Jian was speechless. He could only hug her in his arms and return to a palace that only the two of them could enter.
He cultivated in seclusion in the Black Spirit World for a few months. He stayed with the Dragon Lady every day and comprehended the limits of the Rejuvenation Realm. When the three ships were ready, Yang Jian let go of Ao Xinke and prepared to return to the Primordial World.
He vaguely felt that he might not be able to bring Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan with him in the future. He did not know how many days he would be able to spend with them.
It was not because their cultivation levels could not catch up to his. It was because Yang Jian could not bear to let them follow him into danger.
Ao Xinke was better, but Xiao Lan was indeed restricted by her aptitude and talent. In the future, her highest achievement would only be Daira …
Just?
If it were anyone else, what would Daira be unhappy about?
The Four Spirit World was managed by Ao Xinke in an orderly manner. The two great mystical abilities, Master Black Spirit and Kong Xuan, and Yang Jian's true body, would be useless no matter how many Chaos living beings came from Wang Yangguo.
The problem was how they should bite off this fat piece of meat.
Sage-to-be and Grand Heavenly Immortal Realm living beings with Soul Cores had now become a type of 'resource'. Ao Xinke, on the other hand, had painstakingly set up and schemed against Spirit Lord Rain for hundreds of years, all for the sake of fighting a great battle where she would be able to inflict a thousand casualties on the enemy and gain eight hundred casualties on herself.
If they could win this battle, the Four Spirit World would have the strength to expand externally. Wang Yangguo would collapse on its own.
However, Yang Jian was a little worried. For some reason, he felt that things would not go as smoothly as he had thought …
There were not only Chaos Spirits in the Chaos Sea.
The moment before his mind returned to the Primordial World, Yang Jian's spiritual senses swept across the edge of the Black Spirit World. There were three "Chaos Beasts" floating quietly there. Various array formations were shining around them, and they were prepared for a long journey.
What trouble could the Chaos Beasts cause?
"I should be overthinking."
Yang Jian took a deep breath and leaned against the soft cushion of the stone chair. His mind traveled through the Chaos Sea.
…
"You're awake? How about trying the immortal grass soup I made? "
"Yes, you know how to make these?" Yang Jian smiled and said. It was as if he could forget most of his worries after returning to this place.
Xiao Lan's pretty face was filled with smugness. After Yang Jian tasted two mouthfuls, she looked forward to commenting.
Yang Jian said, "Hmm … Is there any movement from the Grand Supreme Elder?"
In such a situation, it was better to change the topic. Xiao Lan pursed her lips and reluctantly told him about the Grand Supreme Elder's whereabouts.
The Grand Supreme Elder had actually gone to the Zhou Nation to be an official.
That shocked many immortals. Yang Jian, who had heard the news, could not figure it out.
"The Grand Supreme Elder is the incarnation of the Saint. It's normal that we can't predict his actions." Yang Jian used his spiritual senses to check the various parts of the South Continent. "Is there any news from the Celestial Court and the Western Sect?"
"The Western Sect seems to be paying special attention to the matter regarding the Grand Supreme Elder." Xiao Lan thought for a while. "The Celestial Court has sent many Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to protect him secretly. They should be afraid that someone will offend the Saint's incarnation."
Yang Jian smiled and did not say anything.
After thinking carefully, Yang Jian suddenly realized that the situation in the Primordial World, which was clear and bright, was many times more complicated than the Chaos Sea, which was covered by layers of fog.
In comparison, the Chaos Spirits were more simple-minded. The environment of the Chaos Sea was too harsh. In order to survive, they could give up many unnecessary needs. They did not scheme much. If there was a conflict, they would fight to decide the victor.
What could he possibly plan to achieve by transforming his beard into a Buddha?
There did not seem to be any schemes. This was purely a counterattack from the Dao Sect against the Western Sect's disciples.
When he recalled the sullen attitude that the disciples of Chanism had suffered in the Jade Void Palace, Yang Jian immediately thought of pushing the Western Sect.
However, he still had to plan carefully as to how to do it. After all, his incarnation was not Saint Zhun Ti's match.
He had to do things step by step. It was useless for Yang Jian to be anxious about the matter of the Grand Supreme Elder plotting against the Western Sect.
"I want to bring you to my true body." Yang Jian looked at Xiao Lan and said warmly, "I've already subdued a faction around the Xuandu City. Xinke is quite tired from taking care of it every day. I want you to help her more."
"Yes." Xiao Lan nodded and agreed without thinking. "Are we leaving now?"
"There's no rush. We still have to wait for a few more months … Don't you need to inform your grandmother?" Yang Jian looked at her with a hint of gentleness in his gaze. Xiao Lan felt as though she had just eaten some candied plums.
Xiao Lan's expression turned gloomy at the mention of the Old Mother of the Spiritual Mountain.
"I've already sent a letter to Grandma previously. She knows that I'm getting closer and closer to you. She can't wait to let me be your concubine now and fight for your favor every day … Really …"
"Don't mention that. You know that I won't bully you. I'll visit your grandmother later and give her some betrothal gifts. I'll get a marriage certificate."
Xiao Lan immediately turned gloomy. The clouds were still burning. "Have you thought about it?"
"Yes, I've thought about it."
Xiao Lan bit her lower lip gently. There was a hint of uneasiness in her watery eyes. "My abilities are low and I can't help you much. I might even drag you down and add to your worries for no reason …"
"You and I know that I'm not going to marry an invincible general." Yang Jian opened his arms and recalled what Ao Xinke had said that day. He wanted to hug her, but he pressed her shoulders.
Xiao Lan's eyes were filled with confusion and nervousness.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "This is my incarnation. It's better for us to use our true bodies to be close."
Xiao Lan could not help but blink. "Doesn't that mean that kissing you last time doesn't count?"
"Why doesn't it count?" Yang Jian smiled and squinted. "I'll just go over there and make up for it with my true body."
"Aiya, why did I tell you that!?!" Xiao Lan stomped her feet. She had just come back to her senses and was extremely embarrassed. In a flash, she disappeared without a trace.
Yang Jian could not help but smile and turn to look at the side.
A certain Divine Dog turned its head silently. It looked like it was saying, "You've only seen me now, and I'm a little emotional."
"Go to Mei Mountain and call Daon back here."
The Celestial Dog immediately pulled its head and stood up, looking listless.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "I picked up a little eagle in the Chaos Sea. How about it be your follower in the future?"
The Celestial Dog immediately perked up and ran two rounds beside Yang Jian's legs happily. Then, it stepped on a cloud and flew up, running towards Mei Mountain with an innocent expression.
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