Swoosh!
Yang Jian's expression suddenly changed when he heard the words of this lonely old woman. A trace of solemnity flashed across his face.
"I knew there was something wrong with you. Who are you?”He raised the fire stick in his hand high up and struck out like a storm.
All of a sudden, a fire rod transformed into a sky full of rod shadows, enveloping the old woman.
His staff shadow contained an extremely powerful killing intent and magic power. As his magic power surged, the fire rod turned into countless pieces and drowned the old woman's figure under the staff shadow.
Every strike was condensed with the most terrifying power. A piece of rock that was slightly closer was turned into stone powder by the aftershock!
A fire rod had turned into a divine dragon with boundless power!
Surrounded by Yang Jian's staff shadows, the old granny still had a kind smile on her face. She stretched out two fingers that were no different from a withered branch and grabbed at Yang Jian's fire stick.
"Youngsters are so hot-tempered!"
Pa! With a crisp sound, Yang Jian's staff shadows that filled the sky instantly combined into one, fusing into a staff that fell between the old woman's fingers. At the same time, along the yellow stick, a huge force attacked Yang Jian.
Pa! Yang Jian's body trembled and he could not help but take a step back. He felt that with his Dharma power of the Human Immortal Realm, he could not withstand a single blow in front of this old woman.
Swoosh! With a casual move, Yang Jian was forced back. An invisible aura emanated from this old woman.
His entire body was enveloped in seven-colored magic power, and his entire person was constantly changing.
His withered body became slender, and his lusterless skin shone with a lustrous luster. His ragged clothes even turned into a heti palace dress!
In the blink of an eye, a down-and-out old woman had transformed into the most beautiful and noble woman in the world.
Her flawless face exuded a trace of kindness from head to toe. It was a call from the depths of her bloodline.
He stood there without any other movements. He was already a perfect masterpiece that could only be created by the heavens!
Looking at the woman in front of him, Yang Jian felt a sense of connection from the depths of his bloodline.
It was as if the woman in front of him was his mother!
Of course, she could not be Yang Jian's biological mother, but she was indeed his mother!
Because she was Mother Earth!
Mother Nuwa!
"Greetings, Mother Nuwa!" Yang Jian's expression changed slightly. He cupped his fists and knelt in front of the woman in white as he spoke respectfully.
Nuwa pinched a lock of her hair with two fingers and chuckled. Her kind smile was enough to make all flowers pale."How do you know bengong's identity?”
" You're the only person in the world who can give me the feeling of a mother," Yang Jian said with a faint smile." Other than Yaoji, you're the only one!"”
"Yaoji?" Nüwa caught the word Yang Jian mentioned and smiled playfully. She looked at the young man in front of her." You actually called your mother by her name? It seems that your relationship with her is not that good?”
Yang Jian nodded righteously and said,""This can't be helped. Since a mother doesn't love her son, she can't expect her son to love her too!”
"You're quite honest." Nuwa said with a smile.
"I'm really starting to like you now. You're quite smart, kid. You can see relationships very clearly!”Nüwa suddenly lowered her head and moved closer to Yang Jian. Her unparalleled face was reflected in Yang Jian's eyes." How is it?" Are you interested in becoming Bengong's disciple?”
"Follow me back to Emperor NvWa's Palace. With my guidance, your cultivation base will definitely improve by leaps and bounds. It was not difficult to save Yaoji!”
Yang Jian looked at the pretty face in front of him and felt his heart beating very fast. He turned his head with difficulty and said,""The Empress is indeed here to take in a disciple, but I'm afraid the disciple she wants to take in isn't me, right?”
As he spoke, Yang Jian looked at Yang Chan, who was still in a deep sleep, and a trace of disgust appeared in the depths of his eyes.
He hated his mother, Yaoji, who pushed all the responsibility to her own son. He hated his sister, Yang Chan, who only knew how to be willful!
" Kid," Nuwa slapped Yang Jian's shoulder and looked at Yang Chan." You don't seem to like your sister either?"”
Yang Jian nodded and said honestly,""Yes, I don't like anyone from the Yang family, whether it's the two of them or the two of them!”
The two of them? Although their voices were the same, Nüwa was keenly aware of who the two people Yang Jian was referring to were!
"What an interesting kid!" Nüwa picked Yang Jian up from the ground as if she was carrying her own son. Her two slender fingers pinched Yang Jian's tender and fair face.
"Now that you dislike your family members so much, you might as well go back to Emperor NvWa's Palace with me. I will definitely treat you as my own son! Of course, you have to make something delicious for me every day!”Nuwa's bright eyes sparkled as she looked at Yang Jian and promised.
The latter part was the main point! Yang Jian was speechless when he heard Nüwa's words. However, being so close to this high and mighty Saint Mother made his heart beat even faster.
However, Nüwa herself seemed to be completely oblivious to it and continued to maintain the most intimate contact with him.
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