"The sea is calm, the clouds are bright, and the moon rises."
Yang Jian stood in front of the window on the side of the fairy boat, looking at the scenery on the sea, and recited two lines of poetry.
He was really not good at this.
A chuckle came from behind, and Yang Xiaochan said, "My brother has also read some books."
Her voice at this time was different from usual, a little rougher.
Yang Jian asked, "Are you ready?"
"Brother, you can go back. I'm not afraid of you seeing me change clothes." Yang Xiaochan giggled, a little mischievous.
She jumped from behind with her hands behind her back, looking like she was presenting a treasure, wanting to let Yang Jian see her 'heroic appearance' at this time.
She was playful before. When she learned that there was a once-in-a-decade gathering of cultivators next to the East Sea Dragon Palace's Banquet of Immortals, she clamored to watch the fun.
Yang Jian turned his head and saw that Yang Xiaochan had changed into a man's outfit, a long gown, a belt, and a hairband. She also cast a spell to change her appearance. Anyone who saw her would sigh, 'What a handsome young master.' Her disguise was flawless.
Handsome young master?
Yang Jian remembered a person in his heart. Five hundred years had passed in a hurry, and he didn't think about anything else when he was cultivating, so his memory of that year was still quite deep.
Xiao Lantian.
Didn't that guy give me the same feeling?
Was he also a woman disguised as a man?
Yang Jian suddenly shook his head and smiled, thinking that there would not be many opportunities to see that Young Master Xiao in this life. Of course, even if they met, there would not be much interaction.
"What's wrong? Brother, are you laughing at me? "Yang Xiaochan pouted, and at this time, there was a different kind of charm.
"No, I remembered an old friend." Yang Jian yawned. He looked a little tired after using the Ten Thousand Lightnings to practice the Five Thunders Technique.
He glanced at Chu Qian, who had also used a spell to hide her beauty, and her face was also covered with an immortal treasure veil, so people could not see her true appearance.
"You guys wait for me at the market. If I have nothing to do, I will come out to find you as soon as possible."
"Brother, why don't you take a rest?" Yang Xiaochan persuaded with some heartache.
"You guys go first, I'll go find a place to sleep for a while." Yang Jian rubbed Yang Xiaochan's head. He was still wearing those tattered clothes, and he had not had the chance to change yet.
Apart from the Dragon King of the East Sea inviting the immortals of the East Sea, the Immortal Banquet of the Immortals of the East Sea was a grand gathering of cultivators.
The Immortal Banquet would be held within the Crystal Palace, and the market would be held outside the Crystal Palace. Treasures, immortal materials, immortal pets, spiritual items, cultivation techniques, and Divine Arts could all be used to exchange with others.
There, there, there the Dragon masters, and there, there, and there, and there, there, there, and there, and of the of of of. of the Dragons. and there.
There were three such "big gatherings" in the Primordial World — the East Ocean Immortal Banquet, the Golden Ao Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting, and the Hundred Fragrances Garden in the Divine Land.
The Eastern Sea's Immortal Banquet was held once every ten years and was hosted by the Dragons Palace.
The Golden Turtle Island's Ten Thousand Immortals Meeting came from this. It was also a grand event for the cultivators of the Primordial World. It was held every hundred years at the periphery of the Golden Turtle Island and hosted by the immortals of the Jie School. It was several times grander than the Dragon Palace's Immortal Banquet.
The Hundred Fragrances Garden of the Divine Land was a little more complicated. It was jointly organized by the major sects of the Divine Land. At first, it was just a joke of a few wastrels from the Immortal Sects to evaluate the hundred fragrances in the world and establish a ranking of the beauties of the Untainted Land.
But over time, it became a grand event for human cultivators. When the Hundred Fragrances Garden opened in the Divine Land, countless cultivators gathered to barter. The time of the event was not fixed, but it was about once every five hundred years.
Actually, the so-called Beauty Ranking had never really changed, and it basically had no authority … Who would dare to make fun of a saint? Who would dare to rank those Daira female immortals and mighty female Daoists in the first, second, third, and fourth ranks?
If they really did so, it would be like a god of longevity hanging himself — he was tired of living.
These interesting stories were told to Yang Jian by Chu Qian. Yuding did not tell him about these. Probably, Yuding Zhenren did not think much of these cultivators' gatherings.
"Don't cause trouble, and don't be too playful. If there are treasures you like, trade with others. Don't snatch them by force."
As they approached the East Ocean Dragon Palace, Yang Jian was still nagging.
Yang Xiaochan looked at his brother with a little sadness and complained, "Am I that troublesome?"
Yang Jian nodded solemnly. Yang Xiaochan clenched her small fist and was about to hit him. Yang Jian laughed and flew out of the fairy boat.
He watched the fairy boat enter the sea and head toward the East Ocean Dragon Palace. There was a checkpoint set by the Dragon Palace in the sea ten miles ahead, so Yang Jian did not need to worry about Yang Xiaochan's safety.
If they were in trouble, Chu Qian would tell them her name. The Dragon Palace definitely wouldn't dare to let Little Chan 'er get hurt.
Because the Dragons were in a difficult situation. Although they were an ancient clan, they had little luck and were guilty of breaking the Untainted Land. They had always been careful in handling things. Knowing Yang Xiaochan's identity, they would naturally protect Yang Xiaochan.
When Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian safely passed the checkpoint of the shrimp soldiers and crab generals and headed toward the deep sea, Yang Jian's face looked even more tired.
He was not physically tired, but mentally and physically exhausted. He had been on Thunder Drum Mountain for 14 consecutive days to train himself and understand the Thunder Dharma. It was a huge drain on his spirit …
"Forget it, let's find a place to sleep first." Yang Jian yawned and wanted to test his supernatural power. His figure turned into a golden light and flew across the sea. In the blink of an eye, he appeared on a barren island a few hundred miles away.
Although the Golden Light was not as useful as the Heaven and Earth Escape, he had just started cultivating the former and had not mastered it yet. As for the Heaven and Earth Escape, if he could not get the blood essence of Zu Wu, who was good at the Dao of Heaven and Earth, it would be difficult for him to improve.
Yang Jian found a leeward corner, and his entire body was covered with profound energy. His entire body seemed to have suddenly vanished between the heavens and the earth, and he fell into a deep sleep.
Not long after, he started snoring softly and blended into the wind.
It was rare to have a moment of peace in one's life.
Yang Jian slept for a day and a night. When he stretched and sat up, it was already noon.
Stretching his body, Yang Jian walked towards the center of the island, yawning non-stop.
"I have to find a way to improve my spirit power and condense a Primordial Spirit as soon as possible," Yang Jian murmured and sighed. He really did not have that much time now.
The Azure Triple Birth Skill required time and effort. Although he could condense a Primordial Spirit at the second stage, it would take about a hundred years according to Yang Jian's current cultivation speed.
Although he had some spirit medicines that could improve his spirit power, it was not a good thing to rely on them to improve. He might as well eat the Three Lives Lotus Seed …
"Three Lives Lotus Seed … With Xuanqi to dissolve its medicinal power, it should take less than two hours."
Yang Jian pinched a five-colored lotus seed between his fingertips. There was no time like the present. He would swallow this lotus seed today and treat it as a snack.
There was no tree shadow in front of him. Yang Jian walked to the center of the island. There was a pool here. The pool was so clear that the bottom could be seen. There were no fish or plants swimming in the water.
He looked at his appearance and casually tore off the ordinary clothes on his body. Previously, in order to cultivate the Thunder Technique, he had already changed his only immortal clothes. He did not want to damage his immortal treasures in vain when he attracted the thunder, which was why he was in such a sorry state.
After diving into the water, Yang Jian felt that his whole body was clear and all the pores on his body relaxed. He let out a satisfied sigh.
Looking at the lotus seed in his hand, Yang Jian directly stuffed it into his mouth. His figure also sank to the bottom of the pool and sat cross-legged.
Suddenly, a five-colored ray of light flowed around his body. Yang Jian's body trembled, but his mind did not sink into the illusion. It was as if he was looking at flowers on horseback as he examined his past and present lives.
The Three Lives Lotus connected three lives. It borrowed the power of the three lives' souls to condense the present and perfect soul.
Yang Jian's current Xuan Qi realm had already far surpassed that of the past. The magical power of the Three Lives Lotus Seed could be broken with a flick of his finger. However, he still wanted to see how his past life was.
But the strange thing was that his past life was a blur.
Yang Jian thought for a while and felt relieved. His past life was the twenty years on Earth. If the Three Lives Lotus Seed could find it so easily, it would be a bad thing.
This life was quite rich, but it was all presented by his own memories. Yang Jian hurriedly looked at it and looked at his next life …
His next life was also a blur.
Yang Jian was surprised and happy at the same time. He did not have a next life. Didn't that prove that he would definitely not die in this life? Uh, or die until there was nothing left of him …
Under the guidance of the five-colored ray of light, a picture suddenly appeared in front of Yang Jian's eyes. For a moment, he lost his mind and sat there motionless for a long time …
It was a sea of white flowers. But after a moment, the sea of flowers turned into bones all over the ground. There was no end to it.
Where was this?
Yang Jian suddenly saw a familiar figure. He was dressed in black and stood at the edge of the sea of flowers … No, it was his back facing the countless bones …
Was that a sea of flowers or bones? What did this mean?
'Who are you!' Yang Jian shouted at that figure.
That figure seemed to be alive. When it heard his shout, it actually turned around slowly.
It was him! It was him! Although he could not see this person's appearance clearly, there was a firm voice echoing in Yang Jian's heart. It was him!
The end of this life … was to stand alone in the sea of flowers with his back facing the countless bones?
What did this mean?
'You came.'
This is! Am I talking to myself? Isn't this the illusion that I saw with the Three Lives Lotus Seed? Why did it seem to see me and say 'you came'?
Why did this scene, why did it seem to have crossed the river of time, and his future self and his present self … were talking?
Yang Jian's heart was inexplicably shocked.
'Remember, don't forget your original intention. Protect your friends, family, and brothers. Bear more responsibilities, and don't let down beautiful women.'
As the black-robed self spoke, Yang Jian stood there in a daze.
Was this a reminder and warning?
A gust of wind blew, the sea of flowers scattered, and the bones collapsed. The figure chuckled, and the last sentence fell into Yang Jian's ears.
'In this life, there are things that I owe, but there is no regret. Although there is no end, just continue.'
Yang Jian could not turn around for a long time. He was immersed in those few sentences and remained motionless.
He suddenly realized that he could not remember those words. The words he said were constantly weakening in his heart …
After a moment.
"What did I see just now? What did I hear? "
Yang Jian sat at the bottom of the pool and felt the power of his Divine Soul rising and stirring. It seemed that today was the day to condense the Primordial Soul.
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