"Brother!"
Yang Xiaochan broke free from her restraints and rushed to the center with Chu Qian. Tears welled up in her eyes.
However, three figures were faster than her. They were the Dragon King, Red Essence King, and Huanglong Daoist.
The Dragon King stood at the side while Red Essence King checked Yang Jian's pulse. He heaved a sigh of relief and transferred pure elemental energy to Yang Jian. At the same time, he said to Yang Xiaochan, "Your brother is fine. He's just exhausted and his body is empty. He fought to the last moment."
"What a blessing for my Chanism." Huanglong Daoist was full of emotions.
The Dragon King said in a deep voice, "Did the two of you notice that the last move Yang Xiaochan used … was very important …"
Red Essence King said, "Splitting the sky?"
"That's right." The Dragon King nodded.
Huang Long shook his head and said, "You have to ask my Junior Brother Yuding about this. We don't know either."
Red Essence King couldn't help but smile. The more he looked at Yang Jian, the more he liked him. He felt that he should also take in a disciple and train him well so that he could compete with Yang Jian during the apotheosis.
"Brother …" Yang Xiaochan called softly. Red Essence King had already let go of Yang Jian's wrist and gestured for her to hug him.
Yang Xiaochan was a little flustered. She carefully hugged her brother in her arms and looked at his pale face. She bit her lips so hard that they almost bled.
Chu Qian knelt at the side and fed Yang Jian with some celestial spring water. Yang Jian's expression slowly recovered.
Seeing this, the Dragon King summoned Ao Ji.
Ao Ji quickly said, "Ladies, Brother Yang is only unconscious. Why don't you bring him to my place to rest? We, the Dragons, have many elixirs. We won't be stingy with Brother Yang. "
Yang Xiaochan cried like a pear blossom in the rain. She was a little flustered and didn't know what to say, so she didn't reply.
Xiao Lan also came over and comforted Xiao Chan. She looked at Yang Jian's state.
Fortunately, Chu Qian didn't lose her mind. She also persuaded Yang Xiaochan to leave this place first. Little Chan 'er finally nodded in agreement.
Ao Ji wanted to go forward and carry Yang Jian, but he was glared at by Yang Xiaochan. "What are you doing?"
"Let me … help Brother Yang …"
"Let him do it." Yang Xiaochan pointed at Xiao Lan, "I like her more than you. What if you hurt my brother with your rough hands and feet? This young master is a bit weaker than you. "
Xiao Lan froze and looked at Yang Xiaochan, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Ao Ji immediately wanted to explain that this Xiao Lan wasn't a Young Master. She was just joking at the banquet and made a lady like her dress up like this. — — Yang Xiaochan's disguise was long gone. She didn't like it when she was having fun, so she returned to her teenage self.
Ao Ji: "This isn't Young Master Xiao …"
"It's okay. Let me do it." Xiao Lan smiled freely and walked forward. She first knelt on the ground and slowly held Yang Jian's neck and legs with both hands. Then, she slowly carried him up and turned to walk into the distance.
Seeing this scene, two immortals at the side whispered to each other.
"Hey? Why didn't the young man over there use his immortal power to sit on the sedan and directly carry the Jade Palace disciple? That would be more stable. "
"Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand. This is a heaven-sent opportunity to build a good relationship with Yang Jian. It's always good to interact more."
"I see."
These words fell into Xiao Lan's ears, causing her face to turn red and hot.
However, what could she do? She had already carried him like this. Was she going to throw him aside and carry him with her immortal power?
That would be a big deal. She would be seen as disrespectful to the Jade Palace disciple.
Xiao Lan glared at Ao Ji. It was this fellow who insisted on carrying Yang Jian in the beginning. If not for that … how could she …
Ao Ji was also filled with resentment. He felt that the women of the human race were not to be trifled with.
He was the dignified Sixth Prince of the Dragon Palace. It was one thing for him to be despised by Brother Yang's sister, but he was also glared at by a beauty like Xiao Lan …
Ao Ji sighed in his heart. Although his brothers had taken in many beautiful human women as concubines, he, a little dragon, should play with the beautiful clam girls in the sea.
After the four of them left with Yang Jian, the Dragon Palace began to stir.
Yang Jian left the arena exhausted, and the demons lost all face. The two mighty figures of the demon race led the demons away on the spot. Apart from bearing a grudge against Yang Jian, they also had some complaints about the Dragons.
The subsequent Dragon Palace Martial Arts Drill became an exchange ground for the talented cultivators of the human race. It was a harmonious atmosphere. The spectators were all reminiscing about the Dao runes of Yang Jian's last sword strike.
From that day onwards, Yang Jian's bravery would probably be known by everyone in the five continents of the Primordial World.
There were only two people left in the top three. Yang Jian was naturally the first. No one could surpass his twenty-four consecutive victories.
Inside and outside the five continents, the human cultivators spread the news of Yang Jian's invincibility. For the sake of their own reputation, the cultivators of the demon race cursed Yang Jian for bullying demons and relying on the treasures of Chanism to fight …
Even the many immortals of Jie School were mostly talking about how the third-generation disciple of Chanism, Yang Jian, was. They wanted the third-generation disciples of Jie School to choose a few people to compete with him.
Although Yang Jian had experienced a tough battle in the battle in the Dragon Palace, he had also completely made a name for himself.
Especially the last sword that had the power to split open the sky, it added some color to Yang Jian's brilliance. In addition, his physical body was strong, and he targeted the demons everywhere. There were actually rumors that said that Yang Jian was the reincarnation of a certain Grand Magus.
However, after a day or two, the rumors died down. The topic of discussion turned to the Celestial Court.
It was unknown where the news came from, but Yang Jian's mother was the White Lotus Princess of the Celestial Court, Yohime. His father, Yang Tianyou, was a mortal.
In the past, Yohime had been plotted against and seriously injured. She was saved by Yang Tianyou. The two of them had feelings for each other after getting along. In the end, they cultivated the law of marriage and gave birth to a son and a daughter. They were Yang Jian and Yang Xiaochan.
However, the matter of Yohime was exposed in the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. The Jade Emperor was furious and ordered to capture Yohime … Yang Tianyou chased after him bitterly, but he died in the hands of the Heavenly General. Yohime's fate was unknown. It was said that she had been imprisoned in a prison by the Jade Emperor for five hundred years.
Today, five hundred years later, Yang Jian appeared!
At the banquet in the Dragon Palace, Yang Jian had once said that he did not have the heart to do anything else now. He wanted to make a name for himself and bring his mother back as soon as possible.
Because of this, many human cultivators admired Yang Jian even more. They felt that Yang Jian put filial piety first and took risks for his mother. He even wanted to fight against the Jade Emperor …
This matter also made many forces laugh at the Jade Emperor of the Heavenly Palace. He couldn't even keep an eye on his sister, who he had brought back to the Heavenly Palace during the tribulation, and was abducted by a mortal.
However, there were also people who felt that Yang Jian would definitely be an earth-shattering Great Supernatural Being in the future. The Jade Emperor was related to him by blood, but he killed his father. They really didn't know how the two of them would get along.
In short, although this matter was not planned by Yang Jian, it coincided with the plan in Yang Jian's heart.
The story of Yohime and Yang Tianyou was also known at a very opportune time. It seemed to have spread throughout the five continents overnight. Even the trichiliocosm had rumors about it.
It was as if there was a big hand quietly pushing behind him. Yang Jian did nothing but sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor.
Dragon Palace.
On the sixth day after the Dragon Palace Martial Arts Competition, the Banquet of Immortals had ended. There were only a few Immortals left in the Dragon Palace. Clam girls and shrimp soldiers were busy cleaning the palace.
Inside Aoji Palace.
Yang Jian was lying on a big bed, sleeping soundly. The Xuanqi in his body was gradually replenished, and his complexion had already recovered.
It was just that he slept deeply and was always unwilling to wake up …
Yang Jian had a dream. In the dream, he met a muscular man who didn't wear much clothes. He and the man sat around the fire in the wilderness, laughing and talking.
This scene, Yang Jian only saw it from a distance. He didn't know what he said to the man. He just felt that he was very happy at that time, and the man was also very happy …
Suddenly, he felt that his face was a little wet, as if something warm was licking it … Yang Jian's dream changed, and some of the youthful vigor emerged …
Scene.
Opening his eyes in a daze, Yang Jian saw the face of a dog. If it wasn't the Howling Celestial Dog, what else could it be?
That slippery … it was the Howling Celestial Dog licking him with its tongue!
Yang Jian's face instantly turned bitter. He heard a few uncontrollable laughter beside him. He turned his head and stared at Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian who were causing trouble.
"Nonsense!" Yang Jian's voice was hoarse as he reprimanded. Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian who were beside him blushed and looked away.
The Howling Celestial Dog stood beside Yang Jian's hand. It also barked at Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian twice, "Woof woof!"
A dog relying on its master's power.
Yang Jian suddenly felt a little cold on his body. He looked down and realized that he was naked except for a thin blanket. He immediately wrapped himself with Xuanqi.
"My clothes …"
"The guards of the Dragon Palace changed it for you, brother! I didn't touch your clothes. Brother, you often taught me about the precautions between men and women. I didn't forget it! "
Yang Xiaochan hurriedly explained. However, no matter how Yang Jian listened, it seemed that he was trying to cover something up.
Forget it. One was his own sister and the other was a servant that he had accepted. It was fine if he was seen. As a man, why should he care about this matter?
The immortal robe that he was originally wearing should have been cleaned. It was folded at the side with a new look. There were also a few brand new undergarments on top.
Yang Jian had Xuanqi to cover him so he wasn't afraid of anything. He looked around at where he was and tidied himself up.
The power of his primordial spirit dispersed in all directions. Yang Jian saw the entire Dragon Palace. He unexpectedly realized that his primordial spirit was many times more condensed than before. His body was also abnormally relaxed. He was about to condense the 25th Profound Bead.
The Xuanqi dispersed around Yang Jian's body. He returned to his extraordinary and elegant appearance. His handsome face was even more radiant, causing Chu Qian to not dare to look at him for too long.
Xiao Tianquan jumped down from the bed and ran around Yang Jian's body, happily wagging its tail.
Yang Xiaochan had a guilty conscience. He hurriedly handed a jade talisman to Yang Jian. "Brother, Master Uncle Chijing Jing and Master Uncle Huang Long waited for you until the day before yesterday. You were unconscious, so they left. This is a jade talisman that they left for you!"
"En." Yang Jian took the jade talisman in his hand and closed his eyes to feel it. Very quickly, he opened his eyes. His expression was somewhat solemn. He stood there and pondered for a moment.
"Counter soldiers with arms, water with earth." Yang Jian said these words. He kept the jade talisman and didn't mention anything to Little Chan 'er.
"Brother Yang, are you awake?" Ao Ji's voice reached Yang Jian before he even arrived. Before his voice faded, he appeared in front of Yang Jian in high spirits. "My father wishes to invite Brother Yang to a banquet. How are Brother Yang's injuries?"
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