"You can live here in the future. You can also avoid the wind and rain, the sun and rain!”
With such a big red fruit, he definitely couldn't live in his current wooden house. Moreover, he had long realized that the entrance of the wooden house he had built back then had been deliberately widened. It was probably prepared for the red fruit.
"Woof woof woof!"
"Bang bang bang!"
Hongguoguo was jumping non-stop, and the ground was shaking from the tremors. The livestock in captivity were even jumping around, and they seemed to be planning to fly out of the cage and escape.
"Alright, alright. You're so big, don't you know what's going on? Don't trample on the house!”
Yang Jiao was helpless. Hong Guoguo had been born for more than a hundred years, but she had always been like a child who had not grown up. It was a headache.
After a while, the aroma of food wafted from the room. Yang Jiao rubbed his stomach and walked in with an expectant smile.
Yaoji cooked a table full of dishes. There were many dishes, and they were basically all taught by Yang Jiao. It felt like a Manchu Han Imperial Feast. However, it had to be said that Yaoji's culinary skills had indeed improved a little.
"Dalang, is it delicious?"
Yaoji asked expectantly.
"Yes, yes. Mother cooks very well!”
Yang Jiao nodded, and his heart was filled with warmth. He had thought that he might have some distance and rejection towards Yaoji.
However, he realized that Yaoji was sincere to him. He did not resist such feelings. Now, he even treated Yaoji as his biological mother!
Although it was inappropriate to talk about it during dinner, Yang Jiao did not have this habit. After some hesitation, he found out that three years after he left, Yang Jian had already gone to Mount Kunlun after receiving a message from Heavenly Lord Yuanshi.
Although Yang Chan was reluctant to leave, she also left at the behest of Saint Nüwa. Her mother had stayed here alone for eight years.
While Yang Jiao felt guilty, he also planned to stay here and accompany his mother for the time being.
Yang
Jiao had been here for three months. On this day, a cloud streaked across the sky.
Yang Jian held a three-pointed double-edged saber and came to the wooden house with a mutt beside him. The Dharmic powers surging from his body had already reached the peak of the Golden Immortal realm.
"Big brother! Your seclusion is over."
Yang Jian saw Yang Jiao's smile and quickly walked forward.
"Not bad, your cultivation has improved quite a bit.”
Yang Jiao smiled and looked at Yang Jian. However, his gaze was mostly on the three-pointed double-edged saber in his hand and the mutt beside him.
"Big brother, look at this!"
Yang Jian handed the three-pointed double-edged saber in his hand to Yang Jiao with an extremely happy expression.
"Oh!"
Yang Jiao raised his eyebrows and took it.
"Humph!"
Yang Jiao let out a cold snort. He exerted strength in his hands, and the three-pointed double-edged saber instantly trembled.
"Weng weng weng!"
A strange primordial spirit power came over, and it actually had a hint of pleading.
Yang Jian did not stop Yang Jiao's actions. In fact, in his opinion, even if Yang Jiao destroyed his weapon, he would not blame his big brother.
"Erlang is back!?"
Yaoji's voice was gentle as she stepped forward.
However, he was soon attracted by the three trembling double-edged sabers in Yang Jiao's hands. His eyes were blurred and his expression became ugly, as if he was deep in thought.
"Humph!"
Yang Jiao looked at his mother's expression, and the coldness in his heart grew even colder. He increased the strength in his hands, and the three-pointed double-edged saber let out a series of creaking sounds.
"Enough, let's forget about Dalang's matter!”
Yaoji sighed slightly and reached out to pull Yang Jiao.
Yang Jian's expression turned cold as he began to speak slowly,""I was summoned by the grandmaster when I went back to Jade Tripod Mountain!”
"This three-headed flood dragon was suppressed by the formation when he accidentally barged into Mount Kunlun. When I returned, I found out about this and killed him. I refined his body into a three-pointed double-edged saber and imprisoned his origin soul to suffer!”
Yang Jiao smiled pervertedly and threw the three-pointed double-edged saber over."Killing him like this is too easy. Second brother's method is not bad!”
"Sigh, when will revenge stop?”
Yaoji didn't say anything else. She turned around and walked into the wooden house. Her back looked a little lonely.
"Woof woof woof!"
The black divine dog beside Yang Jian came forward and rubbed his trouser leg with its head as if to comfort him.
"Haha!"
"Big brother, this is Xiao Tianquan!”
After Yang Jian gave a simple introduction, he was not in the mood to give a detailed introduction.
"Bang!"
"Woof woof woof!"
A huge red figure leaped up, causing the ground to shake. It was Hong Guoguo.
"Woof!"
Perhaps due to its huge body, the Celestial Hound took half a step back in fear and let out a hesitant howl.
"Woof woof!"
Its huge eyes stared at Xiao Tianquan, then looked down, and finally looked at Yang Jiao, its eyes filled with confusion.
It was obvious that when Hong Guoguo heard the dog's howl, he thought that it was his own kind. In the end, when he came out, it was actually a beast that was completely different from him.
Yang Jiao frowned. Sometimes, he really wondered if this guy was a combination of a Qilin and a dog. Not only did he bark like a dog all day, but he also had a sensitive nose.
The language was different, and it was destined that Hong Guoguo would not be able to wait for Yang Jiao's answer.
The Qilin and the dog, two completely different races, began to stare at each other. From time to time, they would howl, and the Celestial Hound would also respond with a bark.
It was as if they were communicating.
In short, it was unknown how long both parties had been howling. In the end, Hong Guoguo seemed to have realized that he was blocking the door, so he dragged Xiao Tianquan and ran to the house that Yang Jiao had built for him.
The Celestial Hound was only an Earth Immortal at the moment. How could it be a match for Hong Guoguo? It dragged along the way and howled miserably. It began to howl for a day and a night in the huge wooden house. It was not until the Celestial Hound's voice became hoarse that Hong Guoguo was reluctant to stop.
However, from time to time, it would howl a few times. Sometimes, there would also be a weak howl from Xiao Tianquan.
"Big brother, is this okay?”
Late at night, Yang Jian found Yang Jiao who was meditating and asked meaningfully.
Yang Jiao raised his eyebrows and said,"Don't worry, Hong Guoguo knows what to do. After all, their sizes are different. It shouldn't be too long!"”
"Sigh!"
Yang Jian thought about it and had no choice. After all, Yang Jiao was the elder brother. However, he still spoke in the end.
"Big brother, Xiao Tianquan is a male, so there's really no problem!”
Yang Jiao's expression changed drastically. His face could be described as black charcoal. He remembered that red fruits seemed to be male!
In
the current realm of cultivation, the comprehension of Dao was more important than Dharmic powers.
Perhaps if he didn't meditate for ten years, he would be able to make up for ten years of hard work in one day. This was a very normal thing.
The distant east welcomed the dawn. Streaks of brilliant light sprinkled over the earth, and purple qi came from the east.
As the sun rose from the east, Yang Jian sat cross-legged at the top of the mountain and meditated. He breathed in and out the sunlight and refined the purple gas. Cultivation focused on accumulation. Although he had been in Guanjiang for half a year now, he had very little time to cultivate.
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