"Did my husband move today?"
"He moved his fingers once and said half a sentence. He seemed to be calling Big Sister's name."
On the main peak of Mount Mei, in the depths of the Immortal Palace at the peak, Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan were doing their daily handover beside the bed made of 100,000-year-old warm jade.
Yang Jian had been asleep for four years. The three of them had also set the rule that each of them would take care of him for a day.
Apart from taking care of Yang Jian, one of them had to accompany her mother-in-law, who looked worried every day. One of them had to take care of the reconstruction of the Black Spirit Kingdom, the trivial matters of Mount Mei, and deal with the occasional visits of the immortals.
Yang Jian's three wives really held up half the sky.
Ao Xinke had a gentle smile on her lips. She held a book and sat on the chair beside the bed. She quietly stared at Yang Jian for a while.
At that moment, Yang Jian looked much more normal. He seemed to be sleeping soundly, but there was exhaustion in his eyes.
"Darling, the calamity has passed. I'm still waiting to continue your lineage."
Ao Xinke murmured softly. She held Yang Jian's left hand and placed the book in front of her. It floated in the air and she quietly read the ancient book that should have been written during the Taiji era.
She could stay like this forever, but Feng Wu arrived at sunset the next day.
Although Ao Xinke was the eldest sister, she could not occupy her husband.
"Did you move today?" Feng Wu also asked softly.
"Yes, I think he held my finger," Ao Xinke said gently. "Darling is recovering now. The longer he rests, the more beneficial it is for his body. We can't remember."
"Yes, Sister. I know."
If it was Feng Wu, the way she guarded her husband was a little different.
She would secretly lie beside Yang Jian and quietly watch Yang Jian's face until she could not help but fall asleep and meet him in her dreams.
He still remembered the first time they met. It was in the Phoenix Nest. Then, they spent time together in the Bell of Chaos and feelings were planted in their hearts.
No matter what, they had passed the Great Trial of Primordial Land. Although Feng Wu knew that countless cultivators had regrets in their hearts and many mighty figures had uncontrollable resentment in their hearts, to her, Yang Jian was safe and her family had survived the trial. She could not ask for more.
Quietly, Feng Wu snuggled up to Yang Jian's arm. She didn't dare to touch her husband and just stayed there quietly.
Her fiery red long hair and the hem of her dress spread out beside Yang Jian, who was wearing battle armor, adding a touch of poignant beauty.
The three of them guarded Yang Jian like this.
Three years passed, and another three years passed.
The plum blossom leaves fall, the lover is safe and sound.
In the blink of an eye, 16 years had passed since the Great Tribulation. The people of the Primordial World rose again, and the cultivators of the Dao Sect began to get busy recovering the surrounding worlds.
That day, Yang Xiaochan, who had been busy in the Netherworld, finally returned to the Plum Mountain. When she saw her brother sleeping on the bed, her eyes turned red, and she bit her lips and cried.
She did not dare to return because she was afraid of seeing this scene. Now that she had really seen it, she could not take it.
"Sister-in-law, is my brother really fine?"
"Husband is fine. Although his soul is a little weak, it's fine. He just needs to rest quietly."
Ao Xinke could only persuade her patiently, even though she had said that more than ten times.
Xiao Lan and Feng Wu also rushed over and tried their best to comfort Yang Xiaochan. They even invited Bai Ze, who was still cultivating at the foot of the Plum Mountain. Bai Ze said a few words that Yang Xiaochan did not understand, and Yang Xiaochan finally believed him.
"Chan 'er, go and accompany Mother first," Xiao Lan said softly. "Mother has not been eating or drinking in recent years. She seems to be troubled. She called you a few times, but you did not return. Now that you are back, you have to stay in the mountain for a few more days."
Yang Xiaochan whispered, "Mother is also worried about Brother."
"It shouldn't be just that." Ao Xinke thought of Yohime's state and felt that something was amiss. "I'm afraid that Mother feels that she has implicated Husband and the living beings of the Primordial World because of her …"
Xiao Lan and Feng Wu fell silent.
Why would Yohime have such thoughts?
That day, the Xu Mo Tribe had appeared from the Hundred Mountain Tomb. Yun Xiao had appeared as a perfected Great Dao Saint and stopped Xu Mo. Yang Jian had rushed back to save the Black Spirit Kingdom.
In fact, Yang Jian had wiped out many enemies in the battle. He had almost defeated Xu Mo's old troops. It was not a bad move.
However, Yohime still thought about it. She felt that if Yang Jian could focus on fighting the enemy in the Primordial World, perhaps the five continents of the Primordial World would not have fallen. Yang Jian would not have to endure so much pressure and have to exchange his life for the life of a supreme expert.
"Let's take care of Mother every day. We must not let Mother do anything foolish. Otherwise, we will really be too ashamed to face Husband."
"Yes, we have to pay attention to this matter."
Yang Xiaochan said, "I'll stay in the mountain for a long time. I'll accompany Mother more. She should be fine."
With that in mind, Ao Xinke stayed behind to take care of Yang Jian. The three of them ordered people to prepare a banquet and dance before going to the back mountain to accompany Yohime.
"Qingling …"
On the bed, Yang Jian muttered. Ao Xinke hurriedly turned around.
However, she saw that Yang Jian seemed to be sleep-talking and had not woken up. His essence soul and body were as "quiet" as before. She could only purse her lips.
When she heard her husband call another woman's name, she naturally felt a little resentful. However, Ao Xinke and Yang Jian could be considered to be mentally connected. In Yang Jian's muttering, Ao Xinke did not hear much romance.
There was only a little guilt and regret.
Wen Qingling …
She was the reincarnation of the strongest of the nine supreme experts. At the same time, she was also a supreme expert who had grasped nine Great Dao. She was an existence at the peak of the true experts.
That day, she had only appeared and had yet to recover 10% of her Dharma powers. Meng Luo did not dare to act rashly …
For some reason, Ao Xinke felt that the story between her husband and Wen Qingling was not that simple.
Naturally, they did not hear the conversation between Meng Luo and Wen Qingling's previous incarnation. They did not see anything clearly either. That was rather puzzling.
What choice will my husband make after he wakes up?
Will he stay with them in the Primordial World?
Ao Xinke pursed her lips and looked at Yang Jian who was lying there quietly. She leaned over and kissed his forehead. Then, she fell in love with him.
I'm afraid it's difficult.
In the corner of the Immortal Palace, the Howling Celestial Dog watched quietly for a while. Then, it closed its eyes and continued cultivating.
Under its chest, a small Spirit Gathering Array Formation was slowly gathering the Spirit Qi of Heaven and Earth and injecting it into its body.
That was the benefit he had obtained from the Saint's Small Courtyard. It was also the key to his cultivation later.
…
"I send my heart to the moon, but the moon does not know my heart."
On an immortal mountain in the Celestial Court, seven to eight figures were sitting or lying beside a stream. Wine bottles and dishes flowed through the stream. It was a unique enjoyment.
The pig-faced Marshal Tian Peng raised his cup and sighed. Monkey, who was sitting beside him, could not help but kick him.
"What are you talking about? Say something that I, Old Sun, can understand."
Nezha smiled and teased, "Tian Peng, don't you already have Cuilan?"
"Sorrowful! Although Cuilan obtained my immortal pill to maintain her beauty, she is still a mortal. She reincarnated three years ago. "Marshal Tian Peng let out a long sigh. He could not express the sorrow in his heart.
Wei Hu asked curiously, "Wei Hu, you don't want your wife to become an immortal and stay with you? Just go to the Tushita Palace and ask for a pill. "
"My wife is unwilling." Tian Peng pursed his lips. "She said that she was blind and fell for me in this life. She can't change her marriage anymore. She just wants to marry a good person after reincarnation … She even asked me not to look for her …"
Speaking of the sad part, Tian Peng burst into tears, pouncing into Monkey's embrace and rubbing it.
"Eldest Senior Brother! You have to stand up for me! "
The surrounding people immediately laughed unscrupulously.
Suddenly, the sound of a flute came from the sky. A fairy was sitting on the clouds, quietly playing the immortal flute as she floated over slowly.
Monkey thought about it and lowered his head to pretend that he did not see it. After all, he did not have to take the initiative to look for her. Every time they met, he would be taught a lesson by this senior sister.
However, there was something unusual today.
The moment Zi Xia arrived, she was called over by Nezha to discuss something. Lei Zhenzi, Jinzha, and Muzha were also gathered together, as if they could not make up their minds about something.
"I'll go take a look." Monkey pushed Tian Peng away and stood up. He walked over curiously. The moment he walked over, he heard the words "Sage" and "Dao".
Goku widened his eyes and could not help but ask, "Little girl, are you going to Dao?"
Zi Xia grabbed her sheathed sword and threw it over. "Call me Senior Sister! How can you be so rude! I'm not going to Dao. Uncle-Master Lei Zhenzi is going to Dao! "
"Lei Zhenzi?" Goku looked at Lei Zhenzi in shock. Then, he frowned.
Lei Zhenzi's cultivation level was not much higher than his. In fact, it was slightly inferior.
Lei Zhenzi's expression was a little gloomy as he explained, "My Great Dao is compatible with the Heavenly Dao's Heavenly Punishment. Therefore, I can establish a source and borrow merit to achieve the Merit Saint Realm. I'm also a little hesitant about this matter. I haven't decided yet. "
"The great tribulation has passed. Why are you in such a hurry?" Muzha said, but everyone looked at him at the same time.
Muzha shrank his neck and asked softly, "Did I say something wrong?"
"Has the great tribulation really passed?" Zi Xia's pretty face was a little cold. "It's just delayed. Besides, even if those supreme experts don't come looking for trouble with us, can you take this lying down?"
Jinzha smiled bitterly and said, "Indeed, but we want to become supreme experts? That would be a pipe dream. Even Saints would have to put in a lot of effort. "
"What's so difficult about that?" Zi Xiao said calmly, "If there's a will, there's a way. Junior Brother, don't you think so?"
"Yawn …"
Zi Xia instantly gritted her teeth. Monkey decisively jumped to the side.
Nezha had really matured a lot. At that moment, he pondered for a while before saying, "Junior Brother, if you feel that your talent is limited and that you can't move forward anymore, it's actually not a bad choice to choose to become a Merit Saint. However, I think you should try again. Don't be too anxious. "
"That's right. The restrictions of becoming a Merit Saint are too great."
Lei Zhenzi smiled and shook his head. He said, "To me, there's no way forward at this stage. Moreover, if I can be compatible with the Heavenly Dao, I can help the Heavenly Dao recover quickly. The order of the Three Realms can also be more stable."
"You have to think for yourself." Nezha frowned.
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