He put on his battle boots and changed into his battle armor. He allowed Xiao Lan to tie up his long hair clumsily. Yang Jian patted the back of Xiao Lan's hand and stood up to hug her for a while.
When Yang Jian was about to leave for the expedition, Xiao Lan wiped away her tears and came to send him off.
She pinned a small sachet on Yang Jian's belt. There was a small jade talisman in it with the word 'peace' engraved on it.
"Husband … your martial arts are prosperous and you will be victorious."
"Wait here for me to come back. Don't worry too much," Yang Jian said gently. He held her face and wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes.
Xiao Lan squeezed an ugly smile but did not dare to say anything inauspicious. She only nodded.
Yang Jian pushed her away gently. There was a hint of reluctance in his eyes but he still walked forward.
Xiao Lan was stunned for a while with her head lowered. When Yang Jian flew out of the Mei Mountain Formation, she seemed to wake up from a dream. She hurriedly walked to the door and looked at Yang Jian who had already flown out of the formation.
"Husband …"
Little Chan 'er hurriedly walked over and supported Xiao Lan's swaying body. She said softly, "Sister-in-law, brother will definitely return safely. Don't worry."
"Yes, I know. Husband will definitely be fine. It has been like this many times. He should be fine this time too."
Xiao Lan said softly as if she was comforting each other.
The baby in her belly was already three months old. Yang Jian had no choice but to abandon her.
Ao Xinke and Feng Wu followed beside Yang Jian. They coordinated the army and took care of Yang Jian's daily life. Even if Xiao Lan followed, there was not much she could do.
But this trip, it was really …
Perhaps this would be their last farewell.
Outside the Mei Mountain Formation, the sky was filled with figures blocking Yang Jian's way. They were the immortals of the Celestial Court, the Western Buddhists, and many cultivators. They stopped around Mei Mountain and stared at Yang Jian's figure.
"Let's go out and take a look," Xiao Lan mumbled.
How could Yang Xiaochan not want to follow along and take a few more glances at her elder brother? Naturally, she wouldn't refuse. She supported Xiao Lan out of the Meishan formation, surrounded by dozens of experts from the Meishan lineage.
Yang Jian's flesh and blood really affected the hearts of countless people.
Outside the array formation, Yang Jian bowed to the surrounding cultivators. The cultivators silently made way for a path that led to the outer space.
Behind the crowd, Li Jing's deep and hoarse voice sounded. "Send off the Alliance Leader!"
The sky full of immortal soldiers knelt down on one knee. Yang Jian flew past on a cloud and the soldiers of the Celestial Court were solemn.
They should have followed him into battle, but because their cultivation levels were too low, they could only stay in the Celestial Court and guard the Primordial World.
Yang Jian didn't say much. He wasn't flying slowly either.
Perhaps they were infected by the Heavenly Soldiers that filled the sky, all the cultivators bowed to Yang Jian. Those who had received Yang Jian's help in saving their lives and saving their relatives and friends all knelt down and bowed.
However, from the beginning to the end, apart from the sound of armor colliding, there was no other movement.
In the Celestial Court, by the Heavenly River outside the Nine Heavens.
Tian Peng, who had used a transformation technique to temporarily restore his original appearance, stood by the river and let out a long sigh. Then, he turned around and stepped into the mansion that had been abandoned for a long time by the Heavenly River.
This mansion was once a place where immortals came and went. There was endless immortal music and laughter every day.
Now, things had changed. The generals were no longer around. Most of them had died in battle during the previous Great Tribulation.
Many of his old friends who were close to him had also died. There were more than ten people who had died with the Jade Emperor.
The rest were either cultivating in seclusion or "listed" for the expedition to Eternal Divine Nation, just like him.
"I thought I'd be afraid, but now I'm just looking forward to it." Tian Peng chuckled and brushed his fingers over the fine sand on the stone carvings. It was the sand of the Heavenly River and glowed with sparkling light.
"Forget it, I don't have anything to worry about."
Tian Peng chuckled sheepishly. He suddenly thought of his reckless master, Xuanzang. Although Xuanzang had been controlled by external demons, he had treated him well.
He thought of Cuilan, who had reincarnated countless times, and the Moon Fairy, whom he had verbally harassed after drinking.
Tian Peng's interest was piqued. He turned his head to look at the full moon in the clouds and shouted at the top of his lungs, "Fairy! When I return, I'll marry you in a palanquin! "
He seemed to hear a faint snort. Tian Peng shrank his neck, then laughed heartily. He picked up the Nine-Toothed Harrow and fled into the void on a cloud.
On the way, he met a few heavenly generals who had just come out of the Celestial Court. They laughed and laughed. Tian Peng returned to his current appearance and hurried to where the army was gathered.
… …
Half of Mount Huaguo had been destroyed, but after thousands of years of peace, it was full of life again.
The deep forest was secluded, and the mountain spring waterfall.
On a mountain, the monkey sat with the Ruyi Jingu Bang as a pillow. This Divine Sea-Calming Needle, which he had refined with connate metal qi, was already comparable to an ordinary connate cardinal treasure.
It couldn't be helped. A newly ascended sage didn't have much time to polish his own treasures.
Nezha's Lotus Dao had not only created himself, but also a few treasures. The Fire-tipped Spear, the Universe Ring, the Red Armillary Sash, and the Wind-Fire Wheel had become connate cardinal treasures when Nezha established his dao.
Otherwise, how could Nezha have fought him to a draw?!
The monkey gritted his teeth, still feeling excited.
"King! It's time! King! "
A few monkey descendants called out from the side. The monkey opened his eyes and leaped from the mountain peak to the cloud, grabbing the Ruyi Jingu Bang in his hand.
He was wearing lotus root cloud-walking shoes, golden chain mail, and a phoenix feather purple-gold crown. His fiery red cape fluttered in the wind, making him look extraordinary.
"Children, guard the cave abode. Don't run around! Wait for me, your grandpa, to return! "
The monkey spirits around the mountain prostrated and sent off their king, making the monkey feel satisfied.
He turned around and left in a suave manner. His figure transformed into a stream of light and charged into the sky, not concealing his aura at all. The Dao runes of a sage scattered in all directions.
He was like a signal to gather, causing the few figures in the world to look up at the same time.
The closest one was on the beach of the East Ocean. A few mighty figures of the Dragon Race who were gathering said to each other to take care of their own kind in the sea. They turned into a few azure dragons and chased after them.
Celestial Court, Heavenly King Li's residence.
Nezha stuffed the snacks that Yin Shiniang made into his mouth and mumbled, "Mother, it's time for me to go. Big Brother and Second Brother will be at home in the future. Don't miss me."
"Child, how can a mother not miss her son?"
Yin Shiniang forced a smile. She was afraid that her emotions would affect Nezha's state of mind, so she stuffed another bag into Nezha's hands.
"Take these and eat them on the way. Remember to listen to your Senior Brother. Don't show off your abilities!"
"Yes, yes, yes. I'm already so old!"
"No matter how old you are, you're still your mother's son!" Yin Shiniang lectured him with a stern expression. Nezha chuckled and took the initiative to walk forward, hugging his mother gently.
"Thank you, Mother. You gave me this life. I will definitely not forget it."
Yin Shiniang's eyes flashed with tears, but she only bit her lips. When Nezha moved back, she revealed a kind smile.
"Mother, I'm going."
Nezha waved his hand and carried the bag. He turned around and walked out of the door. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared.
Yin Shiniang's hand swayed at the side. Finally, she supported the table and slowly sat down.
She sighed softly and could not help but cry.
Everyone knew that it was dangerous, but what could she do as a mother? Apart from hoping for his safe return, she could only wait for news day and night.
In the world, streams of light that represented mighty figures and mystical abilities soared into the sky and left their auras in the Primordial World.
They left even faster than Yang Jian. By the time Yang Jian flew out from the crowd, there were already countless figures there to see him off at the rendezvous point they had agreed upon beforehand.
A ferocious beast battleship stopped 500 kilometers away. Most of the accompanying cultivators had already entered.
"Master!"
Zi Xia floated over from the side. Yang Jian nodded slightly and gestured for her to follow behind him.
As they walked forward, the Imperial Lords of the Fire Cloud Cave blocked the way. When they approached, they bowed.
It was rare for Emperor Huang Xuanyuan to feel sad. He sighed and said, "Fellow Daoist, do you have a date to return?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "I don't know when I'll return, but there's no need to worry. If things don't work out, I'll think of another way."
The few Imperial Lords reminded Yang Jian to take care of himself. Yang Jian thanked them one by one and bade farewell to the Fire Cloud Cave and the mighty figures with Zi Xia.
There were two groups of people blocking the way in front. The second group was the fellow disciples of the Dao Sect.
Although his cultivation level was already at the peak of the Primordial World, Yang Jian still followed the etiquette of a disciple. It was natural for him to address them as Aunt-Master and Aunt-Master.
Chanism was accompanied by the Huanglong Daoist, Chijing Zi, and the others. Although Hiroshige had pleaded with the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning several times, he was still left in the Primordial World to uphold the Dao of Chanism.
"The path ahead is difficult. You have to remember to abide by your heart. If the enemy is ferocious, don't be blindly competitive."
"Yes, Uncle-Master, take care."
Yang Jian said softly. Hiroshige sighed with a gloomy expression and did not say anything else.
After bidding farewell to the cultivators of the Dao Sect, Yang Jian flew towards the third group of people who were blocking the way. They were the Heaven Queen and a few elders of the Celestial Court.
"Alliance Leader."
The Heaven Queen was about to speak when Yang Jian raised his hand to stop her.
Yang Jian said, "There's no need to say anything else. I've made up my mind. Also, don't be too harsh on the immortals of the Celestial Court in the future. "
"Ah … Yes, Heavenly Emperor."
Heavenly Emperor …
Yang Jian smiled bitterly and turned to look at the world behind him.
The Primordial World.
"After I go today, I'm afraid there will be trouble."
Yang Jian muttered and waved his left hand. A stone tablet soared into the sky of the Middle Continent and flew in front of him in the blink of an eye.
That was the stone tablet with the names of the cultivators engraved on it, but most of it was dyed red with blood.
Yang Jian formed a seal with both hands, and two powerful Dao runes were injected into the stone tablet. Array patterns appeared around the stone tablet. In the blink of an eye, the array patterns swept across the Primordial World and the Three Thousand Worlds.
"Where is the Heavenly Dao!?!"
Yang Jian shouted softly. Thunder rumbled in the Primordial World, and countless cultivators looked towards the sky.
Then, a huge seal appeared in Yang Jian's hand. It was the Kongtong Treasure Seal that he had only used a few times!
The Kongtong Seal connected the Heavenly Dao and the destiny of the human race. It was mixed with Yang Jian's Dao runes and floated above the stone tablet.
"Today, in my name, I seal the Three Realms! I hope that the living beings of the Three Realms will be safe forever and that the world will exist forever! "
As soon as he finished speaking, thunder rumbled. The world was enveloped by two Dao runes. The cultivators looked around and seemed to be able to feel two invisible curtains closing.
At the same time, Xiao Lan, who was standing on the cloud, trembled slightly. Her eyes were filled with shock, and then she could not help but cry.
She had seen this scene before!
She had seen it before …
"Husband …"
Yang Jian seemed to have heard her call. Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he turned his head and took a look.
He chuckled softly, and the curtain closed. Yang Jian and the others could no longer be seen …
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