In the future, shrimp soldiers and crab generals mostly referred to useless minions. In the Primordial World, it also had a hidden meaning of mockery, implying that the Dragons were "timid" and did not dare to be arrogant.
Yuding Zhenren had once told Yang Jian about the Primordial World.
During the first Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the Dragons and Phoenixes dominated the world and killed countless living beings of the Primordial World. Almost all the Connate lifeforms were harmed. It was the first and strongest Immeasurable Tribulation after the world was opened.
However, the battle between the two races eventually destroyed their magnificent luck. Because the Heavenly Dao did not appear at that time, it could not protect the Primordial World. Hence, the Primordial World was beaten into its current state.
Before the Dragon-Phoenix First Tribulation, the world should have been flourishing, and everything should have been at peace.
After the first Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation, the Immeasurable Tribulation brewed again and again. All living beings fought for luck, cultivation techniques, and treasures. The Primordial World became chaotic …
It could be imagined just how heavy the sins carried by the dragon race were!
However, even so, the Dragons still existed tenaciously. They recuperated in the four seas and left many legends in various corners of the trichiliocosm.
Yuding Zhenren once commented on the Dragons in front of Yang Jian, "In terms of strength, the Dragons have gone through the first Dragon-Phoenix Tribulation and the nine Immeasurable Tribulations to recuperate. Their foundation is unknown and must be very shocking. However, they do not dare to fight with the other races again. As long as they fight, the meager luck that they have accumulated for thousands of years will be exhausted, and they will not be far away from extinction. "
During the ancient Demon Court, the Dragons had attached themselves to the Demon Court. However, before the demons were defeated, they turned to protect the human race and became the totem of the human race. The overall luck of the Dragons had changed.
Now that the Celestial Court had been established again, the Jade Emperor was in charge of the Three Realms, and the Dragons of the four seas were the first to surrender. They even used the lives of some of the Dragons' disciples who had made mistakes to cooperate with the Jade Emperor to put on a show of the strict rules of the heavens, establishing the dignity of the Jade Emperor …
For the sake of the race, the Dragons were willing to compromise to such an extent, which was admirable.
Perhaps, the cultivators of the Primordial World always felt that the Dragons were just so-so. However, Yang Jian knew very well that even a rabbit would bite when it was cornered, let alone these extraordinary Dragons.
After passing the underwater checkpoint set by the Dragons, Yang Jian followed the guidance of the aquatic creatures and headed towards the East Ocean Dragon Palace. He was also thinking about what to say when he saw the Dragon King.
Being neither servile nor overbearing was the foundation. There was no need for him to deliberately build a good relationship with the Dragons.
As for the memories from his previous life, he seemed to have a relationship with a certain princess from the Dragons …
Let's not talk about this, we'll just leave it to fate.
Having just condensed his Primordial Spirit, Yang Jian understood the profoundness of it, but he did not forget to continue hammering his body.
After sinking for an unknown number of feet and advancing for an unknown number of miles, he suddenly heard a hubbub of voices in front of him. There was also the reverberation of celestial music, and a few little dragons were frolicking on the surface of the sea.
The seabed in front of them suddenly lit up. Two circular light shields, one big and one small, appeared at the bottom of the seabed.
The smaller light shield was also a hundred miles in diameter. There were many figures inside, and their auras were mottled. It was unknown how many cultivators were mixed inside.
Yang Jian could vaguely see the tables and chairs made of reefs in the smaller light shield. They were arranged neatly in rows. There were cultivators walking around everywhere, and shrimp soldiers, crab generals, and experts of the Dragons were patrolling everywhere. The scene was very lively.
He could sense that Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian were among them. That little girl must have gone crazy playing at this time.
The larger light shield was even more impressive. It was more than three thousand miles in diameter, and there were continuous palaces and many beautiful underwater scenes. Those palaces were all carved out of crystals, and they faintly matched the array formation, like a coiled green dragon.
This is the East Ocean Dragon Palace?
Standing at the bottom of the sea, Yang Jian felt like he was walking on flat ground. He did not feel the water pressure or resistance at all.
He walked toward the nearest entrance, where there were two rows of immortal shrimp soldiers guarding. There were also ten Perfected Immortal crab generals guarding the entrance.
Another two young and beautiful dragon girls were inside the entrance. They were sitting behind a desk. They were in human form, but there were two short horns on their foreheads, which added a little cuteness to them.
Yang Jian actually could not see through the cultivation of these two dragon girls. However, he used his mystic art to sense that they were not a threat to him. They should be Heaven Immortals or Golden Immortals. They probably had the secret arts of the Dragons, which was why they could not see through their cultivation.
Seeing Yang Jian striding toward the entrance, those shrimp soldiers and crab generals who were purely decorations didn't dare to stop him.
The two dragon girls who were chatting and laughing looked up and quickly stood up. The tassels on their skirts were like rings, which made Yang Jian take a few more glances at them.
As Yang Jian was sizing them up, the two dragon girls were also secretly sizing up Yang Jian.
Of course, he had already put on his only outfit. His long hair was simply tied up, but he looked very suave. There was a hint of unruliness under his sword-like eyebrows.
One of the dragon girls looked around and said softly, "Is this the first time the Exalted Immortal has come to our Dragon Palace? Please show me your invitation. Please forgive us if we have offended you. "
"No problem," Yang Jian searched in his thumb ring for a while and took out the invitation from Brother Lu. He said calmly, "I am a good friend of Sword Immortal Lü Chunyang. This is his invitation. He asked me to come and broaden my horizons."
"Senior Lu is not coming this year? That's a pity, "the other dragon girl looked slightly disappointed. Obviously, she was … acquainted with Lü Chunyang.
"Exalted Immortal, please tell us your name so that we can have a record."
"My name is Yang Jian, a disciple of the School of Chanism. My master is Yuding Zhenren."
"Oh … Oh?" The dragon girl who was about to write down Yang Jian's name suddenly looked up and looked at Yang Jian. She was stunned for a moment.
Then, she immediately apologized for her rudeness. There were a few drops of cold sweat on her forehead. She thought for a moment and said softly, "Please wait here. I will inform the elders in the clan. They will definitely come to welcome you personally."
Yang Jian wanted to say that there was no need for that, but he immediately realized that the dragon girl probably had some reservations and did not dare to let him in directly.
"Thank you." Yang Jian cupped his hands and waited quietly on the spot.
One of the dragon girls left in a hurry, but the other dragon girl looked at Yang Jian carefully. Her face was slightly red.
She could not help but ask, "Exalted Immortal, are you the young hero who killed the two demons and subdued the Jade Bone Zither Demon?"
Young … hero …
Do you think I am Ling Zhuzi?
Yang Jian smiled without saying a word. The dragon girl knew that she had said something wrong. She lowered her head and did not dare to look at Yang Jian again.
Wasn't he a young hero? Rumor had it that Yang Jian was only five hundred years old. Dragons with their cultivation levels had all grown up for tens of thousands of years.
Yang Jian waited just like that. After a while, three to five people came from different directions. They showed their invitations and entered the Dragon Palace.
There was even a Golden Immortal demon who swaggered into the Dragon Palace with an invitation. Yang Jian also understood what the Dragons were afraid of …
The Dragons were worried that he, Yang Jian, would have another conflict with the demons in the Dragon Palace.
The Dragons did not dare to offend the School of Chanism, but they did not want to offend the demons for no reason.
The dragon girl who had sent the message had not returned yet. The Dragons must have been discussing with the leaders there. Otherwise, if he wanted to inform the Elders of the Dragons that Yang Jian was here, he only needed to send a voice transmission. Why did he have to come personally?
Yang Jian was not in a hurry. He stood there and waited quietly. He came for the weapons and did not want to put the Dragons in a difficult position.
The Dragon Palace would definitely not dare to reject him. That would directly embarrass the Sage of Chanism.
Suddenly, he saw a beautiful carriage being pulled by two strange beasts. It broke through the seawater and arrived at the entrance of the Dragon Palace. There were two Perfected Immortal elders following outside the carriage. There were three Heaven Immortal auras among them.
Yang Jian suddenly felt that the two Perfected Immortal elders were a little familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen them before.
He was a little curious, so he stealthily glanced at the carriage with divine light in his eyes. Then, the corner of his mouth twitched. He quietly turned around and pretended to look at the scenery …
It was the vixen in the pool.
"Eh?" A pleasant female voice came from the carriage, but it was immediately suppressed.
However, Yang Jian could hear it. The beautiful woman inside said in a low voice, "Why does that person look like I have seen him somewhere before?"
Oh no, did she recognize him?
If she went around saying that he was a peeping tom, Yang Jian's reputation …
Fortunately, the woman only murmured in a low voice. She looked at Yang Jian a few more times through the gap of the curtains of the carriage, but did not recognize him.
After the dragon girl saw their invitation, she immediately let them in. She even mentioned that a mighty person, the Old Mother of Lingshan, was in a certain hall. The master and the four servants drove the carriage into the Dragon Palace, probably to look for the Old Mother of Lingshan.
Yang Jian did not know who the Old Mother of Lingshan was, but a charming scene appeared in his mind.
He felt that although the young woman in the carriage had a bad temper and was a little unreasonable, she was really beautiful, a beauty among beauties.
I can't help but pity her when I see her.
Yang Jian chuckled and expelled those thoughts from his mind. Those had nothing to do with his Great Dao. Thinking too much would instead disturb the purity of his Dao heart.
In the main hall of the Dragon Palace, a young man with dragon horns on his forehead ran towards the entrance where Yang Jian was in a hurry. The dragon girl who had gone to report the news followed behind.
The young man with the Dragons looked anxious. When he saw Yang Jian, he cupped his hands and bowed from afar.
"Please forgive me for neglecting you, Fellow Daoist! Please forgive me! "
Yang Jian cupped his hands and returned the greeting. He smiled and said, "It's fine."
The young man with the Dragons arrived in front of Yang Jian and bowed again. His movements were neat and flawless. He could be said to be a teacher.
Yang Jian could only return the greeting. He felt that the Dragons were too polite.
It depended on who he was dealing with.
"Please don't blame me, Fellow Daoist." The dragon smiled warmly, as if he was bathing in a spring breeze.
He had a handsome face, a gentle aura, and an elegant posture. His actions were extraordinary, and he had a natural noble aura.
Before Yang Jian could ask, a dragon girl took the initiative to introduce him. "Exalted Immortal, this is the Sixth Prince of the Dragon Palace."
"So it's the Sixth Prince. I'm sorry," Yang Jian said with a smile.
"Hey, why do you have to treat me like this, Fellow Daoist?" The Sixth Prince smiled and said, "I'm ranked sixth. Father gave me the name 'Ji'. Fellow Daoist, you can just call me by my name!"
Ao Ji?
That name … is a little amazing.
Yang Jian called out naturally, "Brother Ao."
"Brother Yang, please come in!"
Ao Ji's long sleeves fluttered as he opened the way for Yang Jian. When Yang Jian entered the Dragon Palace, he accompanied him on both sides as if he wanted to be Yang Jian's guide.
Yang Jian saw through the Dragons' concerns and said warmly, "I know that there are many Demon Race guests in this Banquet of Immortals. Brother Ao, don't worry, I won't cause trouble for the Demon Race in the Dragon Palace."
"Brother Yang is open and aboveboard. On behalf of the Dragons, I thank you in advance." Ao Ji also breathed a sigh of relief.
Yang Jian's expression was slightly cold as he said, "But if the Demon Race picks a fight with me …"
"Brother Yang, don't worry. That won't happen." Ao Ji smiled and lowered his voice. "My father is accompanying two Enlightened Masters of Chanism to drink. The Demon Race won't dare to act rashly."
The Sixth Prince of the East Sea Dragon Palace said loudly, "Brother Yang, we hit it off at first sight. We should also go into the hall and drink together!"
Two Enlightened Masters of Chanism?
Yang Jian: "May I know which Martial Uncle is it?"
Ao Ji, however, kept him guessing. "Brother Yang, you'll know when you go in."
Yang Jian also looked forward to it.
Except for Enlightened Master Taiyi and Enlightened Master Manjusri, this was the first time he and the other disciples of the Second Generation of Chanism met.
Chanism has always paid attention to their face. In front of the Immortals, how could they not give this Eldest Martial Nephew a few greeting gifts?
Ai! Oh no!
How could he let Xiao Chan go shopping and play? If he brought her along, wouldn't there be two more greeting gifts? This was a treasure given by the Sage's disciple!
Yang Jian was depressed and immediately put on a serious face. Ao Ji couldn't help but secretly wonder why Yang Jian was unhappy …
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