'Apotheosized Gods … This should be far away.'
Yang Jian stood on the cliff and looked into the distance. This thought surfaced in his mind. He was a general of the Zhou Dynasty in the Apotheosized Tribulation. There were great opportunities and benefits waiting for him. Unfortunately, it was still too early.
When he entered the mountain, the flowers were still blooming. When he was cultivating, the grass withered and leaves fell in the blink of an eye. Swans flew south.
'Cultivation also requires a balance of work and rest. Today, I will go out to visit a friend. I will return in a few days. You can play by yourself.'
His master left these words behind and flew away. He, on the other hand, impatiently ran out of the cave and went to the pavilion next to the Jade Spring to see Little Chan 'er. Although he would appear once every few days, he would only come to take a look and then quickly return to the cave. Little Chan' er was quite resentful.
He did not dare to slack off in cultivation. Only by learning a skill as soon as possible could he have a sense of security in this primordial world.
Unfortunately, Little Chan 'er and Ting Lan Cuizhu were tired and had just taken an afternoon nap. Yang Jian could not bear to wake her up, so he left the pavilion and sat at the edge of the open space in front of the cave abode. He stared at the distant mountains in a daze.
Yuding Zhenren had not taught him the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, but he had mentioned several times that there were a few mysterious techniques that needed him to have a solid foundation before he could cultivate them. Among those mysterious techniques, there should be the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Yang Jian was not in a hurry. Even if he was in a hurry, he would not be able to. He had been practicing the Foundation Building cultivation method that Yu Ding had tailored for him. Although his cultivation progress was not fast, it was steady and his foundation was solid.
"Sigh, immortal cultivation is actually quite good." Yang Jian casually pulled a withered grass and twirled it with his fingers.
The God-Conferment Battle was estimated to be at least a few hundred years away. Although Yuding did not know what kind of tribulation it was, nor did he know what kind of mystical abilities the God-Conferment List had, he said the words' a thousand years'.
Since the third sect master signed the God-Conferment List more than three hundred years ago, the great tribulation would arrive about six hundred years later.
In these six hundred years, Yang Jian had to cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to a certain level before he could go down the mountain.
Entering the God-Conferment List would mean losing his freedom. He would have to work for the Celestial Court and be controlled by the Jade Emperor. However, entering the God-Conferment List was also divided into two situations — alive or dead.
Yang Jian speculated that those who were on the Investiture of the Gods should have a lot of 'autonomy', and those who died and relied on the Investiture of the Gods to be reborn would probably never be able to escape the control of the Investiture of the Gods.
He did not need to worry too much. As long as he stood on the right side and joined the God-Conferment List, he would be able to reach the peak of the God-Conferment List.
"Tsk." Thinking of his bright future, Yang Jian couldn't wait to let time fly by and reach the peak of his life as soon as possible.
It was a pity that rice had to be eaten bite by bite, the road had to be walked step by step, and the Dao also had to be cultivated bit by bit …
Moreover, becoming Erlang Shen of the Heavenly Court wasn't the end. If he didn't want to be controlled by anyone and wanted to live freely in this world, he had to keep moving forward on the path of cultivation!
"The Celestial Court's Erlang Shen was not the end. If he did not want to be controlled by anyone and wanted to live freely in this world, he had to keep moving forward on the path of cultivation!
"The Celestial Court's official position and the God-Conferment List are all empty. Strength proves everything!"
Yang Jian's eyes lit up. He clenched his fists tightly, and the fighting spirit in his heart grew stronger.
"In my previous life, I was ordinary and lived a muddle-headed life. Every time I hit a wall, I would complain about the lack of connections and resources. I felt that society owed me a father with the surname Ma."
In his previous life, he had been ordinary and muddled through most of his life. Every time he hit a wall, he would complain about the lack of connections and resources. He felt that society owed him a father with the surname Ma.
"What about now?"
"Among the third generation disciples of the Dao Sect, my conditions and resources are already the best. I'm also the second generation of officials in the Primordial World, and I have a hidden master as my backer. How could I be willing to be mediocre?"
Yang Jian took a deep breath and recalled the training classes he attended in his previous life. He shouted at the mountains in the distance,
"Work hard! Fight hard! Work hard for a few hundred years, be happy for ten thousand years! "
"Pfft!" Chuckling, Yang Jian shrunk his neck and turned to look. He saw a weak girl wearing a snow-white dress walking over with a bamboo basket.
"Cough, Ting Lan." Yang Jian blushed, scratched his head, and chuckled. "Why are you here?"
"Before Master went out, he told me and Cui Zhu to take good care of Senior Brother. Senior Brother still needs to eat every day, so Ting Lan brought some food and wine for Senior Brother."
Ting Lan said softly. As she spoke, she had already knelt down next to Yang Jian. Her slender finger tapped the ground, and green grass immediately emerged from the ground. The grass and leaves intertwined and weaved into a small square table.
"Even Ting Lan and Cui Zhu have small spells that they can use. I've been cultivating for half a year, but I'm still building a foundation …" Yang Jian felt slightly ashamed.
"Sorry to trouble you again."
Yang Jian moved the stone away and sat cross-legged on the grass.
"Senior Brother, you are too polite. This is what Cui Zhu and I should do." Ting Lan stroked her hair that had been blown up by the wind. She gently played with the two strands of soft hair that hung in front of her chest, quietly waiting for Yang Jian to finish eating and clean up the plate.
Ting Lan had an elegant temperament, a delicate face, and could be considered outstanding beauty. If it was in his previous life, maybe Yang Jian's heart would have palpitated and he would have started to think about Ting Lan.
But at this time, Yang Jian's heart was very calm. There was nothing wrong with his body, and his gaze was also very clear … When he interacted with Ting Lan and Cui Zhu, he was not frivolous at all. He was very proper and did not seem like a virgin at all. Cough, he accidentally exposed something.
Simply put, Yang Jian did not have any thoughts about Ting Lan and Cui Zhu.
The reason he started cultivating? He felt that Ting Lan and Cui Zhu were not human? This body had not officially entered puberty?
Actually, it had nothing to do with any of this.
Yang Jian had thought about this problem before, but the conclusion he came to made him not know whether to laugh or cry.
In the memories of this body, there would often be some particularly deep scenes. These scenes were the life of a peerless beauty. Her every frown and smile, her fingers lingering … Compared to the peerless beauty that always appeared in the memories of this body, Ting Lan and Cui Zhu were indeed a few levels inferior.
"Sigh." Yang Jian sighed as he ate.
The body's reaction was the most loyal. As long as he thought of that woman, his heart would palpitate and his heart would yearn for her. Then, his forehead would be covered in black lines and he would feel powerless to complain.
That was' his' mother!
The original Yang Jian actually had an Oedipus complex!
This treacherous thing, no wonder he worked so hard to 'carry a mountain and chase the sun' and 'split a mountain to save his mother'!
It was fine if he randomly thought about this kind of thing, but if he really did it, Yang Jian would definitely not dare to do it. After all, that was the mother of this body. They were related by blood. He could not really disregard etiquette, justice, and honor, or he would definitely be laughed at by the world!
Forget it, it was useless to complain. He could only think of a way to slowly expel this body's memories and impression of 'Yohime', or wait for his' immortal karma 'to succeed, and then find a fairy lady who was more beautiful than Yohime to become his Dao companion …
Tsk, walk to the peak of life.
"Brother!"
A clear and melodious shout came from the side. A beautiful girl wearing a pink jacket jogged over, happily giggling all the way.
Yang Jian's gaze revealed some love. He raised his hand and held Little Chan 'er in his arms. The brother and sister were together and laughing. The two beautiful girls watched from the side and couldn't help but reveal a slight smile.
For some reason, Yang Jian felt that this was actually the peak of his life.
This was not even as good as the one who died!
…
There was no sixty-year cycle in the mountains, and years were not counted in the primordial era.
About two years after entering the mountain, Yang Jian's body suddenly grew. If one looked at his back, he was almost the same as when he was in his twenties in his previous life.
After all, the Golden Rosy Cave was full of Spiritual Qi, and the food was good. Yuding Zhenren would also give some elixirs, immortal herbs, and Spiritual Roots to his beloved disciple, so it was reasonable for his body to grow earlier.
After spending two years, Yang Jian did not practice Dharma spells, did not understand the Dao, and only did breathing exercises. Although this process was very boring, Yang Jian never complained about it. He had been cultivating by his master's side with peace of mind.
Finally, the foundation was solid, and the foundation was also completed. His body no longer needed to eat grains, and he could survive by absorbing Spiritual Qi.
Yuding gave Yang Jian a few days off, so that Yang Jian could accompany his sister, who he rarely saw in the past two years, because there would be fewer opportunities to see each other …
After the holiday ended, Yuding called Yang Jian over and placed two meditation cushions. The master and disciple sat opposite each other.
Yuding Zhenren said, "From today onwards, you need to spend eight hours every day comprehending Dharma spells, eight hours studying Dharma spells, and eight hours doing miscellaneous things like medicinal baths. You can only go out after going into seclusion for three years. When you cultivate, you need to abandon all distracting thoughts and focus on the Dao. "
Yang Jian immediately lowered his head and answered, "I understand."
"Alright." Yuding raised his hand and waved his long sleeve. Three stone tablets floated in front of Yang Jian.
Yuding explained, "There are three Dharma spells that are compatible with you, and they are all profound and mysterious spells. You can choose one to cultivate."
Yang Jian could not understand the meaning of the patterns on the stone tablet at all. He hurriedly asked, "Master, which three are they?"
"Don't panic. Listen to my explanation." Yuding pointed at the stone tablet on the left and said, "This is the method that I've comprehended by myself. The Dao of the Jade Core mainly cultivates the Essence Soul. After cultivating it, I can condense a jade core and nurture the aura of a gentleman. I can roam between the divine and the void."
Yang Jian blinked and continued to wait.
Perfected Yu Ding pointed at the stone tablet in the middle. "This is the Jadefall Three Lives Art. It also mainly cultivates the essence soul. When the Dao Ancestor gave his second lecture in the Purple Cloud Palace, I was lucky enough to pluck a lotus flower outside the Purple Cloud Palace and engraved it. After learning it, there are endless uses. The Essence Soul can be split into three, and it will be advantageous when fighting others. "
Yang Jian continued to blink. It was obvious that he was waiting for the third item.
Finally, Yuding pointed at the stone tablet on the right and said, "This is an ancient mystic technique. It was given to me by Teacher. It's called the Eight-Nine Arcane Art …"
Yang Jian instantly perked up and shouted, "Master! That's it! I'll learn this! "
After saying that, Yang Jian regretted it a little … Was he too impatient? He had already waited for two years. Why did he not shiver too early!?!
If his master asks him where he heard about the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, how should he explain it?
Fortunately, Yuding pulled a long face and looked at Yang Jian. He educated him patiently, "Your personality! You can't wait to hear that it's a technique passed down by the Saint! However, I feel that the Dao of the Jade Core and the Jadefall Three Lives Technique are also superior techniques! "
Yang Jian was rendered speechless.
He said that the technique that he had comprehended was superior … Master is not ashamed.
However, Yang Jian secretly heaved a sigh of relief. Yuding Zhenren's "misunderstanding" had helped him. He thought to himself that he was lucky and quickly sat down to be reprimanded.
Yuding Zhenren's face darkened. "This Eight-Nine Arcane Art has extremely harsh requirements for comprehension. It's very difficult to get started. Have you made up your mind? If you insist on learning, I will naturally teach you. However, don't beg me to change your cultivation method when you suffer in the future! "
"Well …" Yang Jian used the Great Heart-Following Technique that had already reached the pinnacle and chuckled at Yuding. "Master, you can decide. I'll learn whatever you teach me. I won't be picky."
"You sly fellow." Yuding raised his hand and flicked Yang Jian's forehead. He could not help but laugh and put away the Jade Core Dao stone tablet that he had created regretfully. However, he left the Jadefall Three Lives Technique and the Eight-Nine Arcane Art behind.
"The Eight-Nine Arcane Art mainly cultivates your physical body. You still need a technique to protect your essence soul. Cultivate the Jadefall Three Lives Technique as well."
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment. Then, the corners of his mouth almost reached his ears. He kowtowed heavily to Yuding. "Thank you, Master! Thank you, Master! "
"Calm your heart and hold these two stone tablets. I will transmit the incantations and cultivation methods to your heart."
"Yes!"
Yang Jian held the two stone tablets in his left and right hands at the same time. At that moment, he grasped hope.
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