"Master, I want to go to Immortality and live a carefree life!"
"My cultivation … is … Su Shui … Tai, Tai Xuan Dao …"
"Du Bi!"
On the bed, the young man who was receiving an intravenous drip suddenly opened his eyes and looked around in confusion.
"Where is this?"
"Hospital?"
"Yes, I seem to have been hit by a truck … It seems that I had a very long dream when I was unconscious, but I can't remember too much at the moment …"
"Hiss!"
Just as he wanted to move, he felt a stabbing pain in his chest. He didn't know how many of his ribs were broken.
But in the end, he was bound to have good fortune after surviving a great disaster. His life was more important than anything else.
The window was open, and the curtains swayed gently in the breeze. The beeping sound of the equipment in the room made him feel inexplicably unfamiliar.
His heart felt empty, and for some reason, his eyes couldn't help but turn a little red …
"What's wrong with me?"
"Ahem, young man, do you want me to ring the bell for you?"
A sudden greeting came from the side. Yang Jian turned his head and saw an old man in the bed next to him.
This old man looked a little familiar. What was the matter?
"Sorry to trouble you, old man …"
"It's no trouble at all. How can such a small matter be trouble?"
The old man at the side responded with a smile and pressed the bell on the bed. Immediately, a nurse rushed in from outside.
Yang Jian blinked and lay there obediently, looking at this …
"Damn, do all the nurses in hospitals nowadays have the face of a celebrity?" She had white teeth, a fine nose, phoenix eyes, an oval face, and a sharp chin. She was definitely at the level of a fairy.
Yang Jian subconsciously glanced at her work card.
"Chu Qian?"
"This name is a little familiar. Why does she look so familiar?"
He laughed a little embarrassedly, guessing that it was because he had never seen a beautiful woman before.
"Do you feel uncomfortable? You can tell me in detail. "
"This service attitude …"
"Could it be that my parents paid a lot of money to send me to some private hospital?" "Do they give medical cards here?" "If I had known that I would get into a car accident, I would have bought medical insurance in advance."
"I feel a little uncomfortable all over."
The nurse asked softly, "Do you feel dizzy or nauseous?"
"Not really."
"Ahem!" A light cough came from the side, and another girl wearing a white coat and high heels walked over.
Could this be a plastic surgery hospital?
Why were female doctors and nurses so good-looking? More importantly, why do I feel like I've seen them more than once … Could it be that I'm dreaming?
Yang Jian secretly pinched his thigh, but fortunately, the bespectacled attending physician's expression was rather cold.
This was in line with Yang Jian's normal understanding of hospitals.
"Chief Kong, the patient has woken up."
"Am I blind? Go inform his family and get ready to be discharged. "
Discharge?
"Doctor, I think my bones are broken …"
"Really?" Department Chief Kong smirked. "Not only will your bones be broken, but you'll also suffer from endocrine disorders and mental disorders."
"Doctor …"
Just as Yang Jian was about to argue for his health, his vision suddenly blurred, and he fainted in a daze.
Vaguely, he heard the conversation at the side.
"I'm still too weak, but I'm fine now. In a few hours, he'll probably wake up for the second time, and then some of his memory will be restored. Tell everyone not to be too anxious. "
Time?
What era was this counting method from?
What happened to his memory? Brother's memory … Why are there so many things in my brain …
With a soft moan, Yang Jian completely fainted.
When he opened his eyes again, his parents' haggard faces appeared in his sight, which made Yang Jian feel a little more at ease.
It was just that he recalled the vague dream he had just had, and for a moment, he did not know what was going on.
After that, under the treatment of the cold-faced and kind-hearted Department Chief Kong, he was alive and kicking in just half a month, and was already miraculously able to be discharged from the hospital.
However, from time to time, figures would appear in his mind, and a paragraph of words would make him confused, and he could only feel that his brain had been hit by a big truck.
The second half of his life was worrying.
Perhaps it was true that one who survived a disaster was bound to have good fortune later on.
In the few months after being discharged from the hospital, Yang Jian found that he had all kinds of small adventures — most of them were accidentally meeting some particularly beautiful girls.
There were also a few times when he almost could not control his actions and wanted to hug them directly …
"I was hit by a car accident, right? Don't tell me …"
Yang Jian sighed weakly and lay on his small bed. Listening to the ticking of the clock beside him, he yawned tiredly.
During dinner, Yang Jian was surprised to find that his parents' expressions were quite solemn.
"Son, I might have to be honest with you about something today." His father sighed earnestly. Beside him, his mother silently wiped away her tears.
What's going on?
"What's wrong? Dad, if you have something to say, say it. "
"Dad, after I had you, I made a mistake that all men make on a business trip … A few days ago, your half-sister came looking for me, and I have to be honest with you two."
Yang Jian's hands trembled, and he desperately winked at his father, but the latter only sighed.
"Come out, daughter."
"Ah!"
The bedroom door was pushed open, and a girl with two ponytails and a student's skirt jumped out impatiently, her delicate little face full of excitement.
Yang Jian was slightly stunned at first, then suddenly froze.
He seemed, very familiar …
His father said in a deep voice, "This is your brother … calling for someone."
"Oh, brother!" The girl shouted sweetly.
Yang Jian said anxiously, "Hey, hey … Dad, what are you doing? Mom is still here! "
"Son, actually as a mother, I have wronged you and your mother. Before I married your father, I already had a daughter … Child, come out too."
The bathroom door was pushed open, and a beautiful girl wearing a cheongsam came out with her head lowered, her face slightly flushed.
"This is your half-sister, her name is Little Qingqing. Hurry up and greet her."
"I'll call … sister?"
"Mhm." The girl gently combed her hair behind her ear, and quietly walked to the dining table.
His father sighed again. "Actually …"
"Dad, what other mistakes did you make?" Yang Jian's lips trembled. "Tell me everything in one go."
"Ah, I actually arranged a few betrothals for you, and they all came looking for you today … Come out, everyone."
The balcony door opened, and three beautiful figures walked out shyly. The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. His head went black, and he fainted again.
They paled in fright, and hurried over to check on his soul.
It took more than half a year for Yang Jian to sort through all of his memories.
He hadn't expected that his senior uncle Xuan Du wasn't even in his true form, and that Xuan Ye had come up with such a method …
Xuan Du had risked his life to protect a sliver of his true spirit when he was about to perish and transform Eternal Divine Nation into a boundless universe.
Then, Qing Qing had nurtured this wisp of true spirit into a soul and a spirit. She had used the path that Xuan Du had left behind when he had brought him to the Primordial World to trace it back to thousands of years ago.
Xuan Ye had stayed on Earth to set it up. With his own calculations and deductions, he had reproduced the Heavenly Dao mark on the Creation Jade Disc.
The Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, Xia, Shang, Zhou, Qin, and Han …
He had also secretly spread the Dao Sect's legacies and left behind many Dao Sect stories.
During the Ming Dynasty, the Huanglong Daoist had even used the alias Wu Chengen to write down the "Heavenly Dao Blueprint" of the Journey to the West Tribulation that the Primordial World had failed to complete. The God-Conferment Tribulation had been handled in the same way, but Bai Ze had used the alias Chen Zhonglin to write it.
His three wives, Qing Qing, Zi Xia, Kong Xuan, and Chu Qi had searched for traces of his remnant spirit in every corner of the universe …
When the Great Daoist Xuan Du found Earth and threw Du Bi's true spirit into the reincarnation of living beings, the "mole-less young man" Yang Jian was born.
During the twenty years that Yang Jian had been growing up, Xuan Ye, Ao Xinke, and the others had been lurking quietly.
When the car accident happened and Xuan Du lured away the soul of the mole-less young man, Yang Jian, Xuan Ye and the others hurriedly appeared and gathered when Yang Jian's "corpse" was still warm.
They poured in Yang Jian's repaired soul and immediately healed his injuries …
In that case, he came back to life.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian no longer had the strength to return to the Primordial World. He could only rely on the "help" of his wives and barely manage to live a long life.
Not long after Yang Jian recovered his memories, Xuan Ye bade farewell and left.
He wanted to wander the universe and see if he could find a way to return to the Primordial World. He also agreed to leave a mark on Yang Jian after finding a way.
When Xuan Ye asked him what his plans were, Yang Jian smiled and told him his grand blueprint.
"Earn money, buy a big villa, and raise my wives. We'll wait for time to grow old."
Xuan Ye laughed loudly and left in a flash, never to be seen again.
He might have found his way back, or he might have fallen asleep somewhere.
In the dream, this guy was omnipotent.
After Xuan Ye left, Bai Ze and Huang Long said that they wanted to explore the secrets of the universe and left together. They probably saw that Yang Jian was fine and went to wander around.
In this universe, Earth was not the only place with living beings.
The True Spirit River flowed through the four-dimensional space. The True Spirit would eventually find a place to reside and live again.
On the other hand, Yang Jian had a breakthrough in his relationship. He found an opportunity to formally propose to Qing Qing and expanded the number of his wives from three to four.
However, after he was not powerful enough, he often … had back pain …
If word of this got out, it would be too embarrassing for Perfected Lord Erlang.
In fact, there was another person he missed in the Primordial World. It was Yang Jian and Xiao Lan's daughter, Yang Lian 'er. However, Yang Jian thought that with his master and the Saints taking care of her, he should not have to worry too much.
After all, a grown girl could not be kept at home. It was just that he had never seen his daughter and felt a little regretful.
Most things in the world could not be perfect. Yang Jian did not feel too sad.
Peace was a blessing. Yang Jian had a deep feeling about this.
Three years later …
On a white beach somewhere on an island, a few beautiful girls were happily playing beach volleyball, attracting many onlookers.
And in a corner that these people couldn't see, within the rippling barrier, Xiao Lan and Qing Qing were leaning on Yang Jian's left and right, taking a nap. They lay under the parasol, quietly enjoying the afternoon's tranquility.
Under another parasol, Ao Xinke and Feng Wu, who were all dressed up, were lying there and flipping through fashion magazines. It was not that they were conservative, but they had been pregnant for several months.
Even if they were not afraid of the cold, they were a hundred times more careful than mortals since they were finally pregnant.
Not far behind Polygamous Quadruplets, also within the barrier, in the expensive sea-view villa, several women in maid dresses were chatting and laughing as they cleaned.
In the bedroom of the villa, Zixia was wearing a cartoon nightgown and holding a few unknown comic books. She hid under the blanket and giggled.
In the small swimming pool on the rooftop, Kong Xuan and Chu Qi were basking in the sun out of boredom. They were discussing how to conquer the surrounding galaxies and build a new Heiling Kingdom.
"By the way, husband …" Qing Qing suddenly said.
Yang Jian raised his head and said, "Call me Lord Husband."
"Husband …"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "What's wrong?"
"What happened to that 'big sister'? I didn't hear you talk about her when you were telling me stories before. "
"She …" Yang Jian sighed slowly. "She's probably dead."
Xiao Lan sighed softly. "She's a pitiful person."
"It's just that her sins are too heavy …"
Yang Jian nodded with a smile and didn't say much. He just hugged them tighter.
Outside the boundary, Little Chan 'er, who was a little tired from playing volleyball, called out. Ting Lan and Cuizhu followed her like guardians. With a group of infatuated men and resentful women following them, they walked toward the ice cream stall by the roadside.
Little Chan 'er waved her hand. "Big sister, give me three bottles of cola!"
The girl who was reading a book behind the stall raised her head and blinked in confusion. She then asked in sign language what happy water was.
"It's iced cola. Cola."
She suddenly understood and put down the book with a smile. Then, she walked behind the bar and started to prepare.
A few minutes later, the three gorgeously dressed girls left together, giggling.
The girl behind the bar was stunned for a while. Then, she looked at the corner of the beach where the boundary was and slowly retracted her gaze.
The slight reluctance in her eyes was like a strand of her disobedient long hair, which always inadvertently brushed past her ears and filled her heart.
She couldn't tell if it was sour or sweet.
…
(End of the book)
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