The moment he broke through to the Primordial Returning Realm, it was as though Yang Jian had opened a door to a whole new world. Initially, he was only seen as a 'good seedling' with talent and strength. People placed high hopes on him, but they did not place too much hope on him.
The Sage's Great Way that appeared when he broke through to the Rejuvenation Realm immediately made Yang Jian's status rise.
The difference between a reincarnated sage and a genius cultivator was obvious.
First, the Saint Remnant Spirits in Saint's Tomb were all alarmed by Yang Jian. The Remnant Spirits only wanted to ask one question — how to make the Saint's True Spirit in the spirit cloud return, but they did not get a definite answer from Yang Jian.
After that, even the puppet masters who had 'survived' the Grand Simplicity Era took the initiative to summon Yang Jian and even brought him to a magical 'puppet workshop'.
Standing on a floating platform, Jian Wushuang looked down at the puppets that were constantly moving like ants. He looked at the combat puppets that were quickly assembled and engraved with complicated restrictions before being sent outside …
Yang Jian almost had an absurd illusion that he had entered the modern production workshop of his hometown on Earth.
The old man sat on a rocking chair with his hands fumbling around his mouth. He disassembled his face, removed a chin that was so precise that it made one's scalp tingle, and replaced it with another chin.
Soon, the old man's mellow, silky, and magnetic voice sounded, "Sit, don't be so formal."
Yang Jian looked down and saw some small black particles converging on the floating platform, forming a square stool behind Yang Jian.
Was that a Taoist technique? Restrictions?
"Thank you."
Yang Jian lifted the hem of his robe and sat properly while his eyes kept looking around.
The old man said, "It's just some obscene techniques that are useless. I'm sorry for making you laugh."
"How is it useless?" Yang Jian sighed. "Senior, you alone can be the army of an entire realm."
The old man suddenly revealed a stiff smile. "You're good with words, but these things of mine are really useless. When a strong enemy comes, the weakest person can destroy my life's work with just a slap."
Yang Jian could not help but fall silent.
"Sigh, let's not talk about it anymore." The old man waved his hand. "If you don't become a Saint, you're still an ant. If I can't create a Saint Puppet, I'll still be an ant."
"Senior, don't be too harsh on yourself. Right now, we can't compare to Taishi and Taiji. Becoming a saint has always been extremely difficult." Yang Jian consoled like this.
The puppet old man smiled. "You can call me Mo Fuzi. There's no need to call me senior. If you're the reincarnation of a Saint, you should be an ancient Saint before the Grand Prime. I should call you senior."
Yang Jian couldn't help but smile. The name 'Mo Fuzi' was really apt.
"Elder Mo, can you tell me more about the war back then?"
"It's useless to talk about this. It will only make your Taoist Heart unstable." Mo Fuzi shook his head and refused. "You just need to take it one step at a time and focus on breaking through to the realm of the strongest Sage. Only by taking that step will you have a real chance of survival. "
Mo Fuzi sighed faintly. "At the end of the Grand Essence Era, we pinned our last hope on Pangu. Unfortunately, Pangu was half a step short and was defeated by the other party. Fortunately, Pangu left behind a fire seed. Although you're far from the Grand Essence Era, at least there's still hope. "
These words were really merciless …
However, what Mo Fuzi said was the truth. Yang Jian already knew it and couldn't refute it.
"How did Elder Mo create the quasi-sage puppets?" Yang Jian asked. "Looking at Senior Fourteen's strength, I'm afraid she can even fight against a Virtuous Sage."
"Sigh, you don't want to know how the three of them were created." Mo Fuzi sighed silently. Although he said he didn't want to say it, he still spoke slowly.
"Fourteen was originally my daughter. When she reached the quasi-sage realm, she was killed by those strong enemies. I changed her real body into a puppet and cut off most of a Great Dao that was about to collapse after the fall of a Sage and engraved it into her body with a restriction. That's why she has such strength. "
"As for the other two, Puppet Six was originally the work of my teacher, and I also engraved half of the Sage Great Dao into it. Puppet Thirty-Six was my last work. I used seven or eight Sage Great Dao on it, but unfortunately, it only looked like nothing. "
Mo Fuzi's words were full of regret, but Yang Jian didn't hear any sorrow.
This was an expert who was so obsessed with the Dao of Puppets that he didn't even recognize his own family. Yang Jian couldn't comment on this, he just felt a little helpless.
For the first time, Mo Fuzi's lifeless eyes lit up. He said, "At that time, many Sages fell, and I used the Way of the Sages. Unfortunately, there were too few top-notch treasures. In the end, only the three of them appeared."
Let's find another topic.
"Elder Mo, this junior has always wanted to know how those strong enemies retreated."
"I only know that after they killed all the living beings in the Grand Essence Realm, they went after Pangu, who broke out of the encirclement." Mo Fuzi shook his head. "In fact, there was only one supreme expert who destroyed the Grand Essence Realm. As far as I know, six supreme experts appeared when Taiji was destroyed. When Taishi was destroyed, there were the auras of nine supreme experts. "
Yang Jian couldn't help but be stunned.
Mo Fuzi said expressionlessly, "The world of living beings is not the same generation, and these strong enemies came and went without a trace. It's likely that they came from some invisible world. We are not treated as enemies by them. They are just stepping on ants, crushing us to death. "
"Otherwise, do you think Pangu, who was half a step away from ascending to the supreme, could kill his way out of the hands of these guys?"
"So that's how it is." Yang Jian felt a headache coming on.
"Don't think too much. What will come will come. You can't avoid it even if you want to." Mo Fuzi tapped his fingers a few times. The floating platform slowly floated, and a few cabinets floated over from a distance.
Mo Fuzi said, "Just cultivate in peace. Don't worry about anything else. The sky will fall eventually. Worrying about this and that every day will only disturb your state of mind."
"Thank you, Elder Mo, for enlightening me."
"I'll give you some benefits. Hurry up and cultivate," Mo Fuzi said calmly. A few cabinets slowly opened, revealing rows of weapons inside.
Mo Fuzi said, "Some of these are weapons I forged, and some were picked up after the Grand Essence Realm was destroyed. Take them, you should be able to use them. "
"Thank you, Senior."
Yang Jian didn't hesitate. He really needed these divine weapons. Looking around, they were all Innate Spiritual Treasures, and most of them were weapons.
The high-end combat power of the Heiling Kingdom would probably increase by a level.
After putting the few large cabinets into the Black Tortoise Belt, Yang Jian was about to thank him when Mo Fuzi stood in the corner of the floating platform. He tilted his head and looked at the wooden gears that were spinning in the distance, as if he had fallen asleep.
"Elder Mo, Senior?"
"I have something else for you." The old man summoned another cabinet, and a long black robe floated out.
It flashed with a metallic black thread, which seemed to be mixed with gold, silver, and jade lines.
"No matter what danger you encounter, you have to survive first. Pangu didn't succeed in the end because he couldn't hide anymore before the living beings of the Grand Essence Realm died and took the initiative to jump out," the old man said faintly. "If you want to win against those existences who have climbed to the highest point a long time ago, you have to do something extraordinary."
Yang Jian frowned. Although he didn't agree with the old man's words, he didn't say anything.
Everyone had their own thoughts. Even if he didn't agree with them, he had to respect them.
After receiving the black robe, Yang Jian bowed. "Thank you for the treasure, Senior."
"Let me think about what else I can give you."
Mo Fuzi tilted his head and thought for a while. Then, he summoned a cabinet and took out a shuttle.
"Every time I see you enter and leave the Xuandu City, you can't teleport in the Chaos Sea before you become a Saint," Mo Fuzi said. "This is the only treasure. It's made from the leftovers of the 36 Great Daos. There's a small Saint Great Dao inside. From here to the Primordial World, you can reach there in six hours."
Yang Jian was shocked.
Mo Fuzi turned his head and admired Yang Jian's shocked expression. There was a hint of pride in his lifeless eyes, but he did not say anything.
When the shuttle landed in Yang Jian's hand, Yang Jian grabbed it tightly.
Mo Fuzi had called him over purely to give him some benefits. He wanted him to continue working hard and climb to the peak, becoming the reliance of living beings in the future.
Yang Jian did not reject pretentiously. After thanking the old man, he was "chased" out by the old man.
"Let's go. I have nothing else to give you. Don't die too early. It's better to be a coward than to die early."
Apart from smiling bitterly, Yang Jian really did not know how to respond.
After flying outside the Xuandu City, Yang Jian played with the palm-sized shuttle in his hand. He touched the ring at the tip of the shuttle with his fingers. The shuttle trembled slightly and a few Dao runes flowed out.
Cosmic Great Dao?
Before Yang Jian could react, the shuttle flew out of his hand. It seemed to have slowly flown out of an invisible pocket and slowly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a 100-feet-wide … shuttle.
He tried to use his spiritual senses to check the interior of the shuttle, but he only felt that there was an endless wall in front of him. It was completely blocked.
Most importantly, there was no door to the shuttle. It was unlike Ao Xinke's Dragons secret treasure battleship, which had a door to enter.
Stepping forward, Yang Jian walked into the shuttle without any hindrance and looked at the bare walls.
There was a sand table in the middle. Yang Jian walked in front of the sand table. The sand table trembled slightly and a gray fog appeared.
Chaos?
Yang Jian was speechless. He recalled what the Saint's remnant spirit had said previously. They seemed to have revealed a fact that the cultivators of the Primordial World did not know.
The Chaos had boundaries.
There was a faint light flickering in the fog. Yang Jian focused and saw that the fog suddenly "stretched". It was very similar to the three-dimensional map that could be enlarged and shrunk in Yang Jian's memories.
In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian saw a flickering light spot. It was the shuttle itself. He saw the miniature of the Xuandu City behind the shuttle and the Black Spirit Country that was slowly approaching the Xuandu City a few feet away.
Yang Jian looked up abruptly. There was only shock in his eyes.
The fog filled the interior of the shuttle. With the shuttle as the center, it spread out for an unknown distance. He could vaguely see the situation in the Chaos Sea.
He could not count how many countries there were or how far they were, but Yang Jian knew …
He had really obtained a treasure this time.
With a thought, Yang Jian pointed near the Black Spirit Country. The light spot in the fog map trembled slightly and then "slowly" slid towards the place Yang Jian pointed at.
Yang Jian also felt a slight tearing sensation. He looked up and looked around. His spiritual senses could spread out, and the Xuandu City disappeared at the edge of his spiritual senses at an extremely fast speed.
A moment later, Yang Jian walked out of the shuttle and looked at the Black Spirit Country that was slowly flying over. He scratched his head.
Mo Fuzi …
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