Zhaoge was the most prosperous place in the world, where culture took root. Cheng Tang had fulfilled his promise and promoted the Yi learning among the Human Tribe.
Yang Jiao felt something and walked towards the center of the capital.
There was a magnificent temple here. Outside the temple, smoke curled up, and the smoke rose straight into the clouds.
The temple worshipped generations of people of virtue, who had made great contributions to the human race.
When Yang Jiao arrived, his expression was somewhat moved as he stepped in.
It wasn't a magnificent temple, but the temple was grand and magnificent. The burning of incense never stopped. The first one was a woman with a human head and a snake tail. She looked kind and loving. She was Goddess Nvywa, the Holy Mother who created the human race.
Beneath him was a withered old man holding a scripture. He sat down cross-legged, preaching to all living beings. It was the leader of the human race, Sage Laozi.
Behind them were the Three Royals and Five Emperors, as well as Suiren-Shi, You Chao-Shi, Cangjie and other people who had contributed greatly to the Human Tribe.
Behind him was Yang Jiao's stone statue. Yang Jiao did not feel anything about it. After all, as a human, he could not deny that the sages had made great contributions to the human race. Although the Yi learning was deeply lacking in the human spirit, its influence could not compare to the ancient sages.
At this moment, there was no one in the temple except for a temple attendant. Perhaps ordinary people could not enter this place, or perhaps no one came to worship on normal days.
The priest was an old man with withered hair and white hair. He held a cane in his hand and had been sitting quietly in the temple. However, when Yang Jiao arrived, he opened his eyes. However, he did not say anything to disturb Yang Jiao, who was in a daze.
"How many years have you been here?"
Yang Jiao looked at the old man and said.
The old man stood up and bowed respectfully."Welcome, Sagemaster. I have been waiting here for 70 years.。
"Yes!"
Yang Jiao nodded and did not say anything else. Instead, with a thought, he swept out the Wish Power from his statue and disappeared without a trace.
However, as he left, a voice and a gourd of golden pills were left in the air.
"This golden pill can grant you a hundred years of life.”
In
the clouds.
Yang Jiao's mind was immersed in the system. He looked at the golden jar on it and was somewhat expectant. Even though his cultivation was high, he was still curious about the unknown mysteries.
The wish power of all living beings had been collected and he had obtained a total of nearly one billion wish power. In total, he had exchanged it for more than two hundred silver jars. In addition to what he had saved up, it was just enough for one gold jar at the exchange office.
"Hua hua hua!"
The golden jar kept shaking, as if something was about to rush out of it.
"Kacha!"
A crack spread on the tank. Through the crack, one could see a pitch-black lotus throne emitting a destructive aura.
"Ding! Congratulations on obtaining a superior-grade Connate Numinous treasure, Grade Nine Black Lotus of Destruction.”
"The Black Lotus of Annihilation. Legend has it that at the beginning of the Primordial World, there was a demon named Demon Hou who had many treasures.”
In the battle that destroyed the world, Rahu was no match for him and self-destructed. The 120,000 spiritual veins in the west of the Wilderness were destroyed.
This Black Lotus of Annihilation was a top Connate Numinous treasure of Luohou's. However, it seemed to have been damaged by Luohou's self-explosion, and it had dropped from the original twelfth grade to the ninth grade.
"The Black Lotus of Annihilation protects the primordial spirit. Sacrifice it to the sea of consciousness to protect the primordial spirit.”
Yang Jiao smiled."It just so happens that I'm lacking something to defend my Essence Soul.”
There were many things in Untainted Land that could hurt the Primordial Spirit, be it the Dark Thunder or Ancestor Red Cloud's Nine-Nine Soul Dissipating Gourd.
The number one killing weapon in the God Deification List, the Nail Head Seven Arrows Book, which had sent countless people to the God List, was an item that could hurt one's primordial spirit and destroy one's seven spirits.
With this spiritual treasure, Yang Jiao at least did not need to worry about being harmed.
Overall, the harvest this time was not bad. It gave him an additional layer of protection in the process of becoming a god.
He took out the Black Lotus of Annihilation. Although it was only a ninth-grade, it was undoubtedly extremely powerful as a superior-grade Connate Numinous treasure that mainly defended. His primordial spirit entered it and began to refine the Connate restrictions within.
"Whoosh!"
After refining a simple restriction, the black lotus flew into his sea of consciousness and sat below his primordial spirit. It emitted a soft black light to protect Yang Jiao's primordial spirit.
"Now that I'm done, it's time to return to Guanjiang Eatery.”
With a thought, Yang Jiao rode the auspicious cloud and galloped away.
Now
that he had stepped into the Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal Stage, it was no longer possible to advance by swallowing mana. Instead, he needed tens of thousands of years of accumulation and a day of enlightenment before he had any hope of breaking through.
When they returned to the mouth of Guanjiang River, Yang Flood-dragon was completely immersed.
After training Yang Jian's cultivation every day, he became as lazy as the sun, as if he had nothing better to do.
A hundred years might be just a nap for cultivators.
It had been 100 years since Yang Jiao returned to Guanjiang Mouth.
"
Dalang, you're not young anymore. When are you going to find a Dao companion?”
Yaoji, who was beside him, was nagging at Yang Jiao with all her heart. She had been nagging him for more than ten years.
Yang Jiao was extremely helpless."Mother, how can we cultivators have time to talk about? Furthermore, we can't rush things like cultivation partners!”
"How can someone like you find a Dao-companion if you stay at home all day?”
"It's been more than a hundred years!"
Yaoji held her forehead and pulled Yang Jiao with a helpless expression."No, you have to go down the mountain immediately. No matter where you go, you can't stay at home."”
"Eh!"
Yang Jiao scratched his head and waved his hand helplessly."Alright, alright! I'll go down the mountain."
Yang Jiao was really helpless, but thinking about it, he had not left the mountain for more than a hundred years. It was a good opportunity to go out for a walk.
"Okay, remember, don't come back until you find your daughter-in-law.”
Yaoji beamed and waved her hand to signal Yang Jiao to leave.
"Sigh!"
Shaking his head helplessly, Yang Jiao stepped into the air and left the Guanjiang River.
Riding the auspicious cloud into the sky, Yang Jiao did not know where to go for a moment. Suddenly, he thought of Yun Xiao.”
Let
alone Yang Jiao, Zhaoge City had become mottled after hundreds of years.
The Song Family Residence was a small town near Zhaoge City. Because it was close to Zhaoge City, it was relatively peaceful. However, life was hard in this world. Although life was hard, the neighbors would help out if they needed help.
"Quick, quick! The Jiang family's daughter-in-law is about to give birth."
In the early morning, a shout rang out, and the quiet little village seemed to come alive. Everyone pushed open the doors one after another, some curious, some expectant, and ran past a thatched hut.
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