In a hidden cave, Yang Jian was doing his exercises cross-legged.
Although he is now a quasi-saint body, his cultivation is not what it used to be. The original divine body has completely transformed into a quasi-saint body.
But when he first entered the quasi-sage, his foundation was still unstable.
It still takes time to exercise the power and adjust the breath.
One day in heaven and one year on earth.
If you practice in heaven, in ten days and eight days, ten or eight years will pass in other parts of the Three Realms. God knows what will happen in the Three Realms in such a long time.
Cultivating in heaven, because the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is richer and more pure than other places in the three realms, so one day of cultivation is equivalent to one year in other realms.
But just in terms of stabilizing the foundation.
Practicing in the lower realm is obviously more cost-effective.
What Yang Jian needs most now is to stabilize his cultivation in the realm of quasi-sage for the first time.
Even if you practice in the lower realm for more than ten years, it will only last for more than ten days in heaven.
It won't bring much change.
Quasi-sage, even the Jade Emperor is only at the peak of quasi-sage, and there is still a thin line between him and a saint.
But now, Yang Jian is just a quasi-sage for the first time, and there is still a big gap between him and his uncle in terms of realm.
But they are still competing on the same stage.
In the cave, the dark wind kept blowing on Yang Jian.
The Xuanhuang Qi slowly circulates in the body, gradually stabilizing its foundation.
The last bit of Xingtian's essence and blood is constantly melting under the majestic magic power.
Just the last little bit.
Xuanhuang Zhenqi has been stabilized at the fifth level. It can be said that his holy body has achieved some success.
And the promoting effect of Xingtian's essence and blood on one's own body is far greater than that of Xuanhuang Zhenqi.
It can be said that they are both in the quasi-sage realm.
Compared with the holy bodies of other immortal gods, Yang Jian's holy body is at least dozens of times stronger.
After all, it is the essence and blood of the ancient war god Xingtian. Although Xingtian's physical strength is not as strong as that of the military leader Chi You, it is not far behind.
The ancient gods are ultimately different from the immortal gods of later generations.
Originally born from the body of Pangu God, he is naturally blessed with divine power.
Far beyond the immortals of later generations.
"Bang!"
There was a crisp sound in Yang Jian's body.
The last bit of essence and blood finally couldn't hold on.
It turned into blood mist and blended into Yang Jian's eyebrows under the guidance of Xuanhuang Zhenqi.
Since then, Yang Jian has finished digesting a drop of the blood essence of the ancient war god Xingtian.
Compared to Yang Jian at the beginning, Yang Jian now is more than ten times stronger in terms of cultivation and strength.
In terms of hard power alone, it is no lie to say that Yang Jian, with his own strength, can sit in heaven and frighten the three realms and six realms!
"Congratulations to the host for successfully refining a drop of Xingtian's pure blood essence within a hundred years!"
"Reward the host with two drops of Xingtian's pure essence and blood."
The system's voice appeared in Yang Jian's mind.
And soon, Yang Jian could feel the appearance of two drops of Xingtian's essence and blood in his mind.
No different from the previous drop.
But this time the locations of the two drops of essence and blood were different.
It was the apex before.
This time, it was the eyebrows of both eyes, one drop each on the left and right eyebrows.
"Reward the host, the location of the ancient Yinglong - Panlong Zhenzhu in Buzhou Mountain!"
…
"Host's current mission update."
"One of the host's current tasks: successfully refine two drops of the ancient war god Xingtian's pure essence and blood within a period of sixty years, and reward the host with four drops of the ancient war god Xingtian's essence and blood, as well as the ancient military master Chi You's "Liuhe Bahuang Heaven Support Technique" .”
"The current host's second mission: to explore Buzhou Mountain, find the Panlong Zhenzhu, and decipher the mystery of the death of the ancient southern emperor Zhu Rong, the fire god, and the water god Gonggong. The mission is completed, and the host is rewarded for the location of Chi You's stump!"
"The current host's mission is number three: defeat the ancient divine dragon Yinglong at the Panlong Town Pillar, subdue Yinglong, and reward the host. Yinglong can be a mount."
The system sound ends.
Yang Jian was stunned for a moment.
There is no fluctuation in mentality.
Obviously, the development of the story has begun to become more and more diversified.
Buzhou Mountain...
According to legend, it is the pillar that supports heaven and earth.
It is also a legend that in ancient times, the god of fire Zhu Rong and the god of water Gonggong were incompatible with each other. They fought in Buzhou Mountain. Gonggong was defeated. In anger, he transformed into an iron-headed boy and knocked down Mount Buzhou.
The pillars supporting heaven and earth collapsed, and the water of the Milky Way poured into the world.
The world is flooded.
Nuwa couldn't bear the loss of life in the world, so she patched the sky with colorful stones.
This is a fairy tale that every child of any age knows.
But the era that happened was really too long ago.
In the ancient times, the time unit was calculated based on hundreds of millions of years.
Yang Jian is no longer too shocked by Xingtian's essence and blood.
After all, a drop has been refined, and although the effect is twice as great, he has now reached the level of quasi-sage.
Although the effect of Xingtian's essence and blood is huge, the further forward, the assistance that Xingtian's essence and blood can provide becomes less and less obvious.
What Yang Jian really cares about now is...
"The Six Combinations and Eight Desolations Supporting Heaven".
Even Yang Jian himself was a little shocked by the name of this technique.
Liuhe Bahuang, how can you support the sky?
How arrogant and wanton this is.
But think about what the system said, the master of this technique.
Chiyou, the ancient military leader.
Chi You's soul will never be destroyed, and Chi You's body will never be destroyed.
A person who can defeat the Taigu Heavenly Emperor nine times, a person who can make the Taigu Heaven and Earth survive from the brink of death.
Although he was defeated in the end, his fear of possession could be seen from the way he died.
Yang Jian is really looking forward to "Liuhe Bahuang Tian Gong".
Today's assignment is extremely informative.
In addition to the skill of looking down on the world, there is also the position of Chi Youyou's stump.
That is something more powerful than Xingtian's essence and blood, even something far beyond it.
Even if only a part of Chi You's body was refined and integrated into itself.
Then Yang Jian is really...
And that Yinglong.
Ying Long was actually able to subdue him and become his own mount.
Although Yang Jian has achieved the body of a quasi-sage, he does not think that he has the ability to fight against a dragon of Yinglong's level.
That was Yinglong, the general beside the ancient God of War. His strength was no worse than Xingtian Zhurong and the like.
The seniority is so high that for the current dragon clan, it is almost at the level of ancestors.
Allow yourself to defeat an existence of this level, and even serve as a mount?
For a moment Yang Jian thought the system had gone crazy.
But then I thought about it, such a powerful system cannot be targeted without aim.
If you think about it carefully, there is only one answer.
Although Yinglong has survived from ancient times.
But the current state and remaining strength are not something that Yang Jian cannot deal with.
"Oh my God."
Yang Jian sighed.
What happened in the ancient times, and what happened in ancient times?
Perhaps the system can help Yang Jian solve these mysteries one after another.
I don’t think about it so much now.
He directly stabilized his mind and began to refine the two drops of blood essence between his eyebrows.
While refining the essence and blood, and then integrating the energy of the essence and blood into oneself, it can not only enhance one's own cultivation, but also continuously consolidate one's own realm.
This is the biggest role of Xingtian's essence and blood at present.
Time passes little by little.
The cave is dark.
Yang Jian entered meditation practice.
The roaring dog always lies beside its master to protect the law, motionless, and always vigilant.
In the blink of an eye, I don’t know how many cold and heat have passed.
When Yang Jian opened his eyes from meditation.
Nothing seems to have changed around me.
"Master, are you awake?"
The roaring dog on the side once again uttered human words.
"How long?"
Yang Jian asked Roaring Sky Dog.
"Master, you spent ten years in seclusion and meditation."
Roaring Sky Dog said to Yang Jian: "Master... I'm hungry..."
Yang Jian ignored Xiao Tian Quan's hungry words.
Since Roaring Sky Dog has basically reached the level of a heavenly immortal, he will not starve to death even if he doesn't eat for hundreds of years.
It's just that I'm bored in the mountains and I'm greedy.
However, this dog should be rewarded for being able to stay by his side for so many years, always lying here and not going outside.
"ten years……"
Yang Jian sighed slightly.
Ten years on earth, only ten days have passed in heaven.
It's not a long time.
At least as far as gods are concerned, ten years is just a blink of an eye.
Now, Yang Jian's foundation has been completely solidified.
Xuanhuang Zhenqi is about to break through the sixth level.
Two drops of Xingtian's essence and blood have been refined for a quarter.
After achieving the quasi-sage body, this Xingtian essence and blood is no longer so indestructible. As long as he is willing to work hard to refine it, Yang Jian is still satisfied with the speed.
It was not difficult for Yang Jian to complete the refining within a period of time.
"Come on, let's take you out for some air."
Yang Jian stroked the roaring dog's head.
Get out of the cave.
It's sunny outside.
But it was freezing cold all around.
It's already winter.
This place is not far from Xingyue Town.
What happened ten years ago was just yesterday in Yang Jian's mind.
The cold wind blew on Yang Jian and Roaring Sky Dog.
"Take you to eat."
Yang Jian's voice was calm.
"Master, can you bring me some roasted lamb legs, or boiled ones? You also know that during your retreat, your subordinates dare not take a step. They are so greedy..."
As he spoke, Roaring Sky Dog's saliva was already flowing down three thousand feet.
"good."
Yang Jian smiled slightly.
There was no spell running at the moment, just following the route in memory, one person and one dog, walking step by step towards Xingyue Town.
Now he is already a quasi-sage.
This is not just an improvement in cultivation and realm.
Rather, it is an improvement in understanding of heaven and earth.
At this moment, in Yang Jian's eyes, everything around him seemed to be alive at this moment.
Mountains, rivers, and rivers have a life of their own just like birds, animals, snakes, rats, insects, and ants.
In my eyes I saw the energy of the earth rising and the light of the sky shining brightly.
Feel the rush of the great avenue of heaven and earth.
About an hour later.
Yang Jian walked to Xingyue Town.
But what he saw in front of him made Yang Jian frown slightly.
"here……"
Yang Jian said to himself, with a bit of disbelief in his eyes.
"Master, are we going in the wrong direction?"
Roaring Sky Dog asked Yang Jian.
Yang Jian shook his head and looked at the stone tablet standing at the entrance of the town.
"Xingyue Town, that's right, it's here."
Yang Jian looked at everything in front of him.
In Yang Jian's memory, Xingyue Town was still prosperous, with countless merchants coming and going, and there were many vendors and hawkers on the streets.
Although it is not magnificent, the houses are neat and the people live and work in peace and contentment.
But in front of me...
The streets are deserted and the houses are dilapidated.
There are damaged houses everywhere.
The few pedestrians on the street were also in ragged clothes, struggling to move forward in the cold wind.
The whole town is lifeless, and even the cemetery is more alive than here.
What happened here in ten years?
Yang Jian frowned slightly.
Roaring Sky Dog didn't complain that he was hungry.
Together with Yang Jian, he wondered about this place and what it was like in the past.
Yang Jian walked into Xingyue Town with Roaring Sky Dog.
Just then, an old man on a cane passed by.
"Old sir."
Yang Jian stopped the other party.
"Um?"
The old man looked at Yang Jian. At this moment, both Yang Jian and the old man were stunned for a moment.
"Who are you?"
The old man looked at Yang Jian: "Are you the guest officer who gave me a piece of gold?"
"Are you the waiter in the shop?"
Yang Jian frowned: "It's only been ten years, and you were still standing at that time. Now you are not confused, why are you so old?"
The person in front of me was none other than the waiter from back then.
Back then, although the waiter in that shop was thin in stature, he was very agile and in his prime, so he could be considered a strong worker.
But now...
The person in front of him had white hair, a face full of wrinkles, and his eyes were cloudy and seemed lifeless.
Only the outline can vaguely identify what it looked like back then.
"Guest sir..."
The waiter in the shop burst into tears, as if he saw the person in front of him and felt even more emotional.
"Sir, come with me to sit in my humble house. It's cold here."
The waiter said to Yang Jian.
"That's fine."
Yang Jian nodded.
Follow the waiter in the shop.
Yang Jian looked around, there were very few pedestrians around here, and the prosperity of the past seemed like a scene in a dream.
"How many people are there in this town now?"
Yang Jian asked.
"well……"
The waiter sighed: "Including me who is about to die, there are twenty-eight others who are also dying."
"Twenty-eight people?"
Yang Jian frowned.
Back then there were not only tens of thousands of people here, but at least several thousand people.
Why are there only twenty-eight left now?
"Yeah yeah."
The waiter in the shop seemed to recall painful memories.
Soon, under the leadership of the waiter, they came to a house.
Fortunately, the house is quite warm.
It had obviously been repaired, and although it was crude, it was still able to protect it from wind and rain.
"Sir, please take a seat."
The waiter greeted Yang Jian.
"I'm sorry, sir, I don't have anything here. If I hadn't managed to harvest some sweet potatoes in the fall, I might have starved to death this winter."
The waiter was a little embarrassed.
Yang Jian glanced around.
Extremely crude.
"I heard you had a wife and children back then. Where are they now?"
Yang Jian asked.
"My wife and children are young..."
At this moment, the waiter burst into tears.
"My guest, how can I have a wife and children now?"
The waiter in the shop cried bitterly: "There was a plague, and my mother-in-law left immediately. Thousands of people died in the whole town in a few days. After that, there was a four-year drought without a drop of rain. All the remaining people in the town were killed alive." They are starving to death, and there are two younger children.”
"plague?"
"A severe drought?"
Yang Jian frowned: "What do you mean?"
How many days did it take for a plague to kill thousands of people? A severe drought lasts for four years?
Yang Jian was puzzled: "Why was he so punished by God?"
