In Yang Zhuang, the world of the Lotus Lamp.
After Yang Jian split a mountain to save his mother, he returned to his birthplace with his mother and sister and lived a mortal life.
However, Yaoji and Yang Chan both knew that Yang Jian would disappear mysteriously every few days and bring back many interesting magic treasures.
"Mom, all the actors are so beautiful."
In a luxurious house in Yang Zhuang, Yang Chan looked at the virtual images projected by the magic phone and said enviously.
Girls loved to be beautiful, and immortals were no exception.
The videos recorded by the magic phone were all performances by beauties at the same level as Diao Chan. Each of them was a peerless beauty.
Yaoji had a faint smile on her face. She was much calmer than Yang Chan.
"Travel to the Sea of the Universe. Only 88 spiritual points. The Three Realms Mixed-Elements Group guarantees."
"If you want to become an immortal, if you want to be invincible, the Eight-Nation Alliance will give you a low-interest loan."
"The Han Dynasty is recruiting talents. This is a platform for you to show your talents."
… …
After one of the performances ended, a large advertisement popped up.
"Why is it these messy things again?"
Yang Chan said impatiently. She was enjoying the show.
The advertisements were too frequent. After each performance, she had to watch a quarter of an hour of advertisements.
"What's wrong with that? It can broaden your horizons."
Yaoji smiled.
However, the curiosity in her eyes didn't diminish as time went by. Instead, it became more and more intense.
This magic treasure known as the Magic Phone was already unimaginable and beyond imagination.
As for the images in the magic phone, it was beyond her imagination.
The Underworld was a place where dead souls reincarnated, but it had become a tourist attraction. Living people could visit the 18 levels of hell as long as they paid 500 spiritual points.
The King of Hell, who ruled the Underworld, even became a tour guide. There was even a live broadcast of the Underworld's punishments.
The Sea of the Universe was even more incredible.
There were countless stars in the universe, and there were countless living beings. But in the world she was in, the stars were only desolate, and it was very rare to see any living beings.
The most amazing thing was the Wanjie Lou. Half of the advertisements were used to introduce Wanjie Lou's products.
Things like Supreme Grade Heavenly Spiritual Root, Blood of the Heavenly Emperor, True Dragon, and so on were actually taken out for sale.
"Mother, do you think everything here is real?"
Yang Chan was silent for a moment before she slowly said.
If she had only seen these images, she might have thought that it was just an illusion.
However, she had seen her second brother take out a few products introduced in the magic phone.
"Maybe. Didn't your second brother say that there's a special program at noon today?"
Yaoji heaved a sigh of relief. Her feelings told her that the images in the magic phone were real, but her rationality told her that it was just an illusion.
However, deep in Yaoji's heart, she had an unimaginable guess that her son was in this Wanjie Lou.
"Mother, it's starting. Second Brother is inside too."
At this moment, the image on the magic phone suddenly changed. Yang Chan cried out in shock.
"Heavenly Deity Academy's first graduation ceremony will now begin."
In the image, there was an extremely dense Immortal Qi in a public square, and about a few hundred people stood in an orderly manner.
Yang Jian held up a sign that read "Fight Club" and stood at the very front. His position was very obvious.
"Cultivation Club, Alchemy Club, Crafting Club, Science Club, Fight Club … …"
Yaoji's gaze also quickly swept across the figures on the screen, and finally stopped on Yang Jian.
"Cultivation Club's graduation rate is 100%, Alchemy Club's graduation rate is 100%, Crafting Club's graduation rate is 100%, Science Club's graduation rate is 100%, and only one person graduated from Fight Club."
In the image, Zhou Yang stood on a high platform and said slowly.
Qian Kun Great World's space was limited, and it was impossible to let all of Wanjie Lou's customers enter. In order to publicize the results of Heavenly Deity Academy and attract more people to join, Zhou Yang arranged for a live broadcast.
Every magic phone could receive the signal of the live broadcast.
"Now, let's welcome the outstanding graduate, Frieza, to the stage to speak."
"I, Frieza, am the emperor of the universe, the strongest in the universe. One day, I will unify the entire universe … …"
"Now, let's welcome the outstanding graduate, Xiao Yan, to the stage to speak."
"Before entering Heavenly Deity Academy, my cultivation was still at the fourth rank. In a short three months, I have already reached the sixth rank. Heavenly Deity Academy is indeed a holy land for cultivation … …"
… …
"Why isn't it Second Brother's turn yet?"
In the world before the Lotus Lamp, Yang Chan and Yaoji both complained.
In their eyes, Yang Jian was the most outstanding.
"I don't know what Second Brother's Fight Club does, but I think it should be very powerful."
Yang Chan murmured to herself.
Yaoji, who was standing beside her, agreed with her.
"Eldest Princess, Yang Chan, what are you doing?"
At this moment, Chang 'e, who had secretly flown down from the Moon Palace, looked at Yaoji and Yang Chan, who were watching the live broadcast of Heavenly Deity Academy, and asked carefully.
Was the artifact that could influence surrender the Clear Sky Mirror?
Would the Jade Emperor be so kind as to give such a precious artifact to the Eldest Princess?
"No, Second Brother said that we can't let others see it."
Yang Chan wanted to hide the magic phone, but she hesitated when she thought that Yang Jian might be the next one to speak.
Yang Jian had told her to never let others know about the magic phone, as well as some strange items that Yang Jian had brought back from somewhere.
She and Yaoji were so focused that they didn't even notice that Chang 'e had flown into the room.
"Eldest Princess, Yang Chan, I'm here to tell you that the immortal beasts in the Peach Garden and the Heavenly Court are missing. His Majesty doesn't care about it, but asks about Yang Jian …"
Chang 'e briefly explained what had happened in the Heavenly Court, and was about to leave.
Although she didn't know what the magic phone was, she could feel that it was extraordinary.
"Chang 'e, it's fine. We haven't seen each other for a long time. We should have a good talk."
Chang 'e was about to leave, but Yaoji stopped her.
She had seen her son look up at the moon many times with endless tenderness in his eyes.
As someone who had experienced it, she knew that her son had fallen in love with Chang 'e.
She was very satisfied with Chang 'e, so she wanted to create opportunities for her son.
Maybe this was the perfect opportunity.
"Now, let's welcome the excellent graduate, Yang Jian."
Hearing that it was her son's turn, Yaoji pulled her to sit aside, regardless of whether Chang 'e agreed or not.
"The Fighting Department isn't very elegant, and it's very difficult to learn, but it's the most valuable one."
"During the three months I've been studying, I've dug up the grave of a ten-thousand-year-old monster, excavated the grave of an ancient emperor, and explored the grave of an immortal cultivator …" Yang Jian said with admiration.
After three months of learning, he no longer rejected the profession of fighting. Instead, he felt that the fighting profession was broad and profound.
"Mom, why doesn't my second brother talk about his studies? Why does he keep talking about grave digging?"
Yang Chan frowned and asked.
The excellent graduate of the Cultivation Department had made immortal weapons, and the excellent graduate of the Alchemy Department had made immortal pills. As an excellent graduate of the Fighting Department, why would her second brother, Yang Jian, have anything to do with grave digging?
Yaoji: "…"
Chang 'e: "…"
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