Another ten years passed after Su Qi left.
Han Yan had been cultivating wholeheartedly, and his cultivation level improved steadily.
On this day.
He opened his eyes, took out the Book of Misfortune, and started cursing. At the same time, he opened the mail.
[Your good friend Zhou Fan has re-cultivated the Tyrant Body. His cultivation level has improved greatly.]
[Your good friend Mo Zhu has comprehended the true meaning of heaven and earth during cultivation. His comprehension has improved.]
[Your good friend Jixian Shen has been attacked by demons] x 158907
[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang has been attacked by your enemy, the Black Fox Goblin Emperor.]
[Your grand-disciple Fang Liang fought to survive. He has condensed his killing heart.]
[Your good friend Divine General has been trapped in the Fiendish Formation. His fate is unknown.]
[Your disciple Su Qi has been attacked by demons] x 24113
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It was still so chaotic!
Perhaps for some people, it was not chaotic, but exciting.
Han Yan might be invincible in the mortal world, but he still had no interest in exploring the world.
There would be plenty of opportunities in the future. He could not waste time now and cause himself to encounter powerful enemies in the future.
Han Yan really did not want to die anymore!
Just as Han Yan was lamenting, Wudao Jian saw him open his eyes and said, "Master, the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine seems to have started sprouting."
Han Yan said, "Really? That's good. I'll go out and take a look in half a year. "
Wudao Jian asked curiously, "Why half a year?"
Han Yan held the Book of Misfortune and said seriously, "I can't do things carelessly. Cultivation also needs to have a rhythm. I'll calm my mind first."
Wudao Jian did not understand but felt that it was awesome.
After spending half a year cursing all his enemies, Han Yan stood up and walked out of the Connate Cave Abode.
Yang Tiandong, Tu Ling-er, and the Three-Headed Wyrm King stood up and bowed to the Fusang Tree.
Heiyu Ji and Tengu also looked at Han Yan.
Han Yan stared at the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine on the Fusang Tree in deep thought.
One of the gourd vines had indeed begun to sprout. Perhaps it was some sort of pattern, but there were exactly seven sprouts.
There were seven Connate Gourds in the Untainted Land.
There were also seven Calabash Brothers in the anime.
In the unseen world, seven might represent some sort of law.
"It seems like the Fusang Tree, Earth Immortal Gourd Vine, Nine Heavens Galaxy Water, Red Spider Lily, and Immemorial Spiritual Ginseng can affect each other and accelerate their growth." Han Yan thought silently.
He was looking forward to seeing the Earth Immortal Gourd Vine produce a gourd.
These gourds could be refined into magic treasures or transformed into living beings.
Han Yan's desire for magic weapons was not high, but he was looking forward to the gourd's transformation.
Cultivation was boring and lonely. If it weren't for the company of Heiyu Ji, Wudao Jian and the others, Han Yan's personality would probably have changed.
In addition, the Calabash Spirit could also become a powerful force in the future.
"Perhaps I should give my lineage a name."
Han Yan suddenly had an idea.
Sooner or later, he would ascend to the Upper Realm, and it would be difficult for the Yuqing to follow him forever.
Moreover, in the Yuqing, there were many lineages, the Eighteen Peaks, the Main Peak, and the lineage of each elder. Although it was a sect, there were various inheritances.
Han Yan did not think too much about it.
At present, he was not suitable to inherit a lineage alone.
He would wait until his disciples had completely grown up.
After stopping for a while, Han Yan returned Inside the Congenital Cave.
At the same time.
Above the firmament, a crack appeared in the vast starry sky. A figure slowly stepped out and walked towards the mortal world.
It was Yang San!
Yang San wore heavy silver armor. His figure was majestic, and he wore a silver flood dragon crown on his head. In his hand, he held a long spear with a burning spearhead.
He had a ferocious smile on his face.
"Your nightmare has arrived!"
Yang San's heart was filled with excitement.
He was finally going to avenge his junior sister.
He and Yang Yanjun had grown up together. They could be said to be childhood sweethearts, and they had even done the deed of husband and wife. However, he was afraid that his master would find out, so he had never made it public.
Yang Yanjun had followed his instructions to descend to the mortal world and died. This hatred was like a nightmare that had been haunting Yang San's heart.
If he did not take revenge, his Dao heart would be damaged.
As Yang Yanjun descended to the mortal world, she pinched her fingers to calculate.
Soon, he figured out where his junior sister had died.
He immediately flew in that direction.
He did not want to delay, lest there were more problems.
He wanted to kill Han Yan as quickly as possible, extract his soul, and bring it back to Heaven to torture him every day.
When he thought of the scene of Han Yan begging for mercy, Yang San was so excited that he could not control himself.
…
Yuqing, Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain.
Not long after Han Yan returned to the cave abode, he heard a familiar voice.
"Fellow Daoist Guan, come quickly. I'll wait for you at the usual place."
Jixian Shen again!
Han Yan was speechless.
Was this guy pestering him?
Why did he come looking for him every few days?
Han Yan sighed and stood up helplessly.
In the forest, Jixian Shen waited for Han Yan with a smile. He wanted to tell Han Yan a piece of good news.
At this moment!
His heart suddenly palpitated. He looked up and saw a handsome man shining with a strong light walking towards the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain. He held an extremely dazzling flaming spear in his hand.
Jixian Shen frowned.
Who was this?
He immediately rushed forward and blocked Yang San. He asked in a low voice, "Who are you?"
Jixian Shen looked at the other party's posture. It was obvious that he was looking for trouble with Yuqing.
He was now the number one in the world. He had the obligation to protect the righteous path in the mortal world.
It was a good opportunity for Han Yan to owe him a favor!
Yang San stared at him coldly and spat out, "Get lost!"
Jixian Shen's anger rose when he heard that. He cursed, "Arrogant!"
He raised his hands, and lightning burst out of his body.
Yang San did not say anything. He waved his spear, and his Dharmic powers erupted, sending Jixian Shen flying.
Pfft!
Jixian Shen vomited blood. Blood splattered across the sky.
Yang San continued forward. He looked at the Eighteen Peaks of Yuqing in the distance. He held his spear with one hand and waved it fiercely.
In an instant, the rolling flames transformed into a huge flaming dragon that swept forward. The mountains and rivers along the way shattered, and the clouds and mist were scattered by the heat wave. It was unstoppable.
"You're courting death!"
Jixian Shen roared angrily. He rose into the sky with disheveled hair. Thunderclouds gathered, and the world darkened.
Countless bolts of lightning interweaved on Jixian Shen's body. His eyes burst out with lightning, and his robes bulged from his muscles. He was like a Thunder God that had descended to the mortal world. He was insufferably arrogant!
Yang San looked at him in surprise.
This person could actually control the lightning?
Jixian Shen struck out with his palm. Countless bolts of lightning shot towards Yang San from all directions. The scene was shocking.
Yang San waved his spear and easily blocked the lightning attack.
He noticed that the flaming dragon had dissipated. The Eighteen Peaks of Yuqing in the distance were still safe and sound.
A figure stood in the air in front of the Cultivate Diligently Become Immortal Mountain.
Han Yan!
At that moment, Han Yan was frowning.
What powerful Dharmic powers!
He was much stronger than Yang Yanjun and Daoist Jueyan!
Under the Fusang Tree, Heiyu Ji, the two Golden Crows, Tengu, Wudao Jian, the Three-Headed Wyrm King, Tu Ling-er, and Yang Tiandong looked nervously at the horizon.
In their eyes, the sky was filled with lightning, as if it was the end of the world.
The pressure of the battle had already enveloped the entire Yuqing, shocking all the cultivators out of seclusion and into the sky.
The completely enraged Jixian Shen could no longer be bothered to guess Yang San's identity. He continuously struck out with his palms, bombarding Yang San with endless bolts of lightning.
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