"Master, I've already come out of seclusion and want to go down the mountain to experience the Wilderness!”Yang Jian said loudly.
After a long time, no one responded to him.
He couldn't help but wonder.
Could it be that his master did not agree?
His cultivation had improved greatly and reached the early-stage Perfected Immortal realm.
If Chen Fan could go down the mountain, why couldn't he?
"Master, please allow me to leave the mountain.”
Yang Jian pleaded.
Although he was surprised, his tone was still extremely respectful.
Holy Mother Wudang pondered for a moment, and after a long time, she transmitted her voice,""Disciple, which level of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art have you reached? Is your realm stable?"
The reason why she hesitated was naturally because she could tell at a glance that Yang Jian was a little eager for quick success.
Although his cultivation was extremely fast, it could easily cause his foundation to be unstable.
Therefore, Holy Mother Wudang did not immediately agree to Yang Jian's request.
"Master, I've already cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the second level.”
"However, I will soon reach the third level.”
Yang Jian answered truthfully.
He wanted to hide this, but he couldn't.
His master was a Quasi-Sage Almighty. With his cultivation, he could see through it at a glance.
As for the stability of his realm, Yang Jian was vague and did not answer.
He had been trying to catch up with Chen Fan, so he didn't have time to stabilize his cultivation.
However, it didn't matter.
He would think about it in the future. Anyway, his physical body was incomparably strong. It did not matter if his realm was stable in the future.
"Since that's the case, you can go down the mountain!”
Holy Mother Wudang agreed readily. Yang Jian had cultivated the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art to the second level, so he could protect himself after leaving the mountain.
There were only a few mighty figures in the Primordial World.
They did not dare to attack the disciples of Jie School.
However, there were some strange beasts. Although their cultivation levels were not strong, they were really ferocious.
Since Yang Jian had achieved success in his cultivation, his life would not be in danger if he encountered him.
"Thank you, Master."
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After bidding farewell to Holy Mother Wudang, Yang Jian left Mount Li with a happy expression.
"Where did Brother-in-law go?"
"Why don't…I go to the mortal world to look for it!”
"Younger Sister got separated from him in the mortal world.”
"Since brother-in-law came down the mountain to train, he must be looking for sister.”
With this thought in mind, Yang Jian already had a goal.
That was the mortal world.
Besides, he couldn't think of where Chen Fan could have gone.
After all, the Wilderness was so big that finding a person was harder than finding a needle in a haystack.
For several months, Yang Jian traveled at lightning speed, hurrying with all his might before arriving in the mortal world.
The journey was nonstop day and night, and he was exhausted.
Back when she was brought back to Mount Li by Holy Mother Wudang, she didn't feel that Mount Li was very far from the mortal world.
He had never thought that it would take him several months to reach the mouth of a river.
Therefore, Yang Jian could finally catch his breath.
If it wasn't for the fact that the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art was extremely profound, the physical body cultivated would be able to recover magic power quickly.
If he wanted to rush to the mortal world, it would probably take many years.
However, even so, he had no choice but to slow down because there was a sudden fluctuation of fighting in front of him.
"Who is it?"
"Could it be that brother-in-law is fighting with someone?”
Yang Jian guessed and his heart tightened. He was about to rush over at full speed.
However, he suddenly sensed a demonic aura.
"Not good, could it be that brother-in-law has been pestered by a demon?”
At the thought of this, Yang Jian's face was filled with anxiety. He instantly turned into a streak of light and rushed over.
At the mouth of Guanjiang River.
A middle-aged cultivator was confronting a three-headed flood dragon.
"Demon cultivator, I didn't mean to offend you. Why are you being so aggressive?”
The middle-aged cultivator was furious and glared at him!
He had originally come to the riverside to pick a few herbs to use to refine pills to increase his cultivation. He did not expect that while he was picking herbs, a three-headed flood dragon would suddenly jump out of the river and destroy the herbs in an instant!
"How dare you!"
The three-headed flood dragon raised its huge head and looked down at the cultivator. It opened its mouth and said,
"I am the God of the River. Where are you from?”
"You actually dare to pick the herbs that I planted?”
When the cultivator heard this, he was so angry that he blew his beard and glared."Nonsense, these herbs are naturally grown. How could you have planted them? How dare you call yourself the God of Rivers? You're just a mere demon cultivator. How can you occupy such a huge river?”
"Impudent!"
" You dare to provoke me?" The three-headed flood dragon was furious." Go to hell!"”
When its middle head spoke, its left and right heads instantly spat out a pool of venom.
The middle-aged cultivator saw that the venom was about to fall on his head.
He hurriedly took out his defensive magic treasure and welcomed it.
Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!
In just a single exchange, the two collided, and an intensely corrosive green smoke immediately rose up. It was vaguely mixed with a trace of black gas!
"Little cultivator, let's see how long you can last.”
The three-headed flood dragon looked at the middle-aged cultivator with a mocking expression.
At this moment, Yang Jian could see the ball of venom from afar. It seemed to have trapped a living person inside.
"Could it be brother-in-law?"
He didn't have time to think and shouted,""How dare you! Stop!”
As he spoke, Yang Jian roared and rushed over recklessly.
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