Occasionally catching a glimpse of the red hydrangea hanging sideways on her waist, Yang Jian suddenly felt shocked: "No, is this beauty the legendary saint Nuwa?"
After a while, another silver bell-like laughter came from above her head, and Nuwa murmured to herself: "That's it...that's all, since the other two are boys, then I'll choose a girl."
After finishing speaking, Nuwa suddenly turned her eyes and stared at Yang Jian for a long time.
Yang Jian was shocked, and almost wanted to strike first, but when he thought of the magic power in his body that was comparable to that of a saint, he felt slightly reassured that there was no leakage.
Nuwa's most gorgeous face was now full of beauty, the water was swimming, her charm, holiness, kindness and other temperaments were integrated into one, which made people fascinated.
Yang Jian's heart was beating wildly, and he thought to himself: "It's true that in the Great Tribulation of the Gods, just one statue led to the culprit of King Zhou's destruction of the country. It is indeed an indescribable beauty..."
"Thousands of women I have seen in my past and present life can't help but be overshadowed by this face. She is indeed a female saint of a generation. She really lives up to those words. A beautiful smile can captivate a country."
…
Nuwa's red lips were slightly parted, her teeth were like silver shells. After muttering a few words to herself, her eyes moved slightly, and a piece of red forged flew out, directly entangled Yang Chan, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.
After sensing that Nuwa's figure had disappeared, Yang Jian let out a long breath, and was so worried that he couldn't fall asleep for a long time.
Thinking about the prehistoric stories he heard in his previous life, and then thinking about what happened tonight, Yang Jian smiled bitterly, and finally understood the origin of all these things.
Come to think of it, this is how Yang Chan was accepted as a registered disciple by Nuwa.
Also, given Yang Jian's feelings for Yang Chan in the original version, how could he tolerate his sister leaving with a stranger, even if the stranger was the saint Nuwa.
…
"Damn it, these guys are really good at calculating each and every one of them. They will be involved in any major event."
After getting rid of the lustful thoughts in his heart, Yang Jian, who noticed Nuwa's deep intention of coming here, was secretly vigilant and did not mention it.
Now that Yang Chan has been taken away by Nuwa, his cheap master Yuding Zhenren will probably meet them soon.
The sun was shining directly, and Yang Jiao woke up from his deep sleep at about eleven o'clock in the afternoon. When he woke up, Yang Chan was missing, and he felt frightened in his heart.
However, after searching with Yang Jian for a period of time to no avail, Yang Jiao didn't have the intention to look for it. To be precise, even if he had the intention, he didn't have the ability.
The dead will die, but the living will still live, not to mention that Yang Chan may not be in trouble.
After all, if they really encounter any monsters, monsters, or robbers, they can't just arrest Yang Chan and ignore Yang Jiao and Yang Jian.
Yang Jiao and Yang Jian, after discussing for a while, continued to move towards Yuquan Mountain.
Just as Yang Jiao and Yang Jian continued to move towards Yuquan Mountain, the expression of Yuanshi Tianzun in Yuxu Palace moved slightly, and his closed eyes suddenly opened.
There was an obvious look of doubt on his face. He counted with his fingers and felt something in his heart. A cold light flashed in his eyes.
"Nuwa, a bitch, actually dares to interfere in our affairs between the Three Purities. Could it be that she has some bad idea?"
"However, now is not the time to fall out with Nuwa, and even if we really lose Yang Chan as a chess piece, it doesn't matter."
"Anyway, the protagonist of the Great Tribulation of the Gods is either Yang Jiao or Yang Jian. If you master both of them, my stupid brother won't be able to make any big waves..."
At the end, the voice became smaller and smaller, and no one knew what Yuanshi Tianzun was mumbling to himself.
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Three months later, Yang Jiao and Yang Jian had crossed the distance of thousands of miles and arrived close to Yuquan Mountain.
To be honest, these days, the two of them traveled across mountains and ridges looking for masters to become their disciples, but they couldn't find the masters, and they met a lot of monsters and monsters.
If it weren't for the protection of the immortals hiding in the dark around him, Yang Jian would have been unable to hide his strength.
In today's prehistoric continent, although the density of spiritual energy has dropped a lot after the destruction of the Dragon and Phoenix Tribulation and the Lich Tribulation, there are still many innate creatures.
Yang Jiao and Yang Jian encountered many mythical, ferocious, and fairy beasts along the way.
At this moment, after going through many hardships, the two brothers Yang Jiao and Yang Jian found a new goal after spending several days.
Looking at the mountains towering into the sky in front of them, the two brothers Yang Jiao and Yang Jian couldn't help but stop.
Yang Jiao frowned, with a look of hesitation on his face, while Yang Jian also looked hesitant on the surface, but his heart was full of excitement.
The reason why Yang Jiao was hesitant was because his personal experience over the past six months told him that the taller the mountain, the more powerful the demons and ghosts living on it were.
Although the two brothers had traveled thousands of miles and traveled for more than half a year, this was the first time they had seen such a tall mountain.
If the people living inside were not immortals but demons, then the two brothers would not be able to escape at all.
Apprenticeship is not apprenticeship, but giving breakfast to others.
The reason why Yang Jian was hesitant on the surface but happy on the inside was entirely because he had long known that the mountain in front of him was the famous Yuquan Mountain.
"Second brother, are you sure we just go up there like this? I think we should take a long-term approach. Do you think it's okay?"
Looking at Yang Jian who was eager to try, Yang Jiao pulled Yang Jian, who was about to go up the mountain, and said uneasily: "If we go up like this, if we disturb the monster king in the mountain, aren't you and I going to make food for you?"
Yang Jian, who was blocked by Yang Jiao, felt that Ying Ding was hiding in the sky and was about to jump. After thinking for a moment, a smirk appeared on his face and he replied in agreement: "Brother, what you said makes sense. Otherwise, let’s see again!”
"Okay, let's take a look first and then talk." Yang Jiao thought for a moment and nodded in agreement without hesitation.
Then he pulled Yang Jian and walked elsewhere.
Master Yuding, who had been hiding in the dark, finally couldn't sit still anymore. Seeing the two brothers preparing to run away, he immediately rushed out in a hurry.
How could a duck with its beak be allowed to fly? How could a duck with fat in the pot be allowed to run away...
The sudden appearance of Master Yuding startled Yang Jiao and Yang Jian, making them instinctively alert.
I saw a middle-aged Taoist in green appearing in the clouds and mist, with an immortal air, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, singing a song: "Yuanshi Tianzun established the teaching, practiced in Yuxu Palace for many years, Guangcheng Yunzhong Antarctic Chijing Huanglongfear Taiyi, Manjushri, Samantabhadra, Cihang, Jade Cauldron, Daoxing Tianzun, Qingxu and the Twelve Immortals."
Listening to Yu Ding's singing, Yang Jiao couldn't help but be shocked. He didn't know that he was meeting an expert, and he quickly pulled Yang Jian to kneel down.
Looking at the interesting expressions of Yang Jiao and Yang Jian, Yu Ding's eyes became a little more appreciative.
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