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Chapter 851 Extraterrestrial Visitors

"After refining the Five Elements Heaven-Repairing Scripture, practicing both heaven and earth can nourish yin and yang, reverse the five elements, and evolve chaotic energy. With this endless supply of chaotic energy, even if this bitch's foundation is completely destroyed, she will be able to recover one day. Unfortunately, this technique was not passed down in my Yang family when the ancestor Youdao ascended to the immortal world. However, hard work pays off, and I found the record in the family collection. It turns out that before the ancestor left the Zhenyu Realm, he left this technique to his descendants in the lower world as a legacy..."

"Brother, I came to the lower world this time for this set of skills. For this, I did not hesitate to practice in your Yunxiao Sect for several years, read through all the classics and historical materials of the sect, and even went to Qin State, and finally found the clue. I went through untold hardships and finally got the inherited skills of my Yang family. What's hateful is that this bitch, this bitch..."

"What's wrong with her?" Yang Zhen asked in a cold tone.

  Yang Changjin was immersed in his own story and did not notice the change in the other party's tone. After gritting his teeth for a while, he said bitterly:

"I took out this technique with good intentions, wanting to practice it with this bitch to help her recover, but she turned against me and said I humiliated her, and locked me up in this formation. This prison will last for thirty years!"

"Why doesn't she just kill you?" Yang Zhen sneered.

"She dares?" Yang Changjin's voice suddenly became a little louder. He stood up and said with his neck stiff, "I am the young master of Yunqing Sect. Even if this bitch has a hundred guts, she won't dare to kill me. Don't look at how happy this bitch is now. I... Bah! Wait until I return to Yunqing Sect and see how I will squeeze her. By then, I will make her kneel in front of me for thirty years and play music and sing for me every day. Hahaha!"

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, gesticulating and spitting, but Yang Zhen's face became colder and colder.

A pot of specially sealed fine wine was placed on the table. With a "pop", the seal was opened and the aroma filled the air.

Yang Changjin, who was speaking passionately, sniffed hard with his nose, his eyes shining, he hurriedly took the wine cup, filled himself a glass, drank it all, and then let out a long sigh as if he was still unsatisfied.

"This wine... I think I've drunk this wine before... Although it's just ordinary wine, it's sweet and mellow, with an endless aftertaste. This is..."

"This is 'Damingchun' brewed by Daminglou in Qiyang County, Yunzhou." Yang Zhen said.

"Yes, yes, that's it! When I was in Qiuyang County, I couldn't live without this wine every day. Oh, I miss it so much! Brother Liu, you are such a wonderful person. You even have this wine..."

"I am from Qiuyang County." Yang Zhen said coldly.

"Oh, no wonder!" Yang Changjin sat down and poured himself a glass of wine. Until then, he didn't feel anything was wrong.

"My surname is Yang," Yang Zhen said expressionlessly, "Jin Qingchen is my biological mother."

"Oh, Jin...um, what did you say?" Yang Changjin was suddenly startled, his hand loosened, and the wine glass fell to the ground with a clang.

"Thirty years ago, Your Excellency stopped a mother and her child at Ju Mountain outside of Qiuyang City. The child at that time was me."

Yang Changjin was dumbfounded, his ring-wearing hand unconsciously clenched, his eyes secretly glanced at Zhu Zhu who was slowly approaching with increasing momentum, his face becoming paler and paler.

"You and I are both descendants of the Taoist ancestor. It is understandable that you want to take away the skills he left behind. It is not a question of right or wrong." Yang Zhen said slowly.

He didn't pay attention to the other party's little tricks. With his current strength, even a cultivator at the Nascent Soul stage can be easily captured, let alone a small cultivator at the early stage of the Purple Mansion stage?

"But……"

He stood up suddenly, his eyes red, "Why did you search my mother's soul? You turned a good person into a madman, and finally, she died in the mouth of the wolf demon! You, you are so cruel and insane, you will not die a good death!"

At this point, Yang Zhen could no longer bear it and stretched out his hand to grab Yang Changjin's neck. He wanted to imprison this person in space, and one day return to Qiuyang County to pay tribute to Jin Qingchen's spirit in the place where she died in Jushan!

But this grab unexpectedly missed.

There was a flash of white light, and Yang Changjin turned into a shadow and disappeared on the spot.

Yang Zhen exclaimed, "Huh?" He was not surprised. This valley was a closed space, and he didn't believe that this person could escape.

However, what happened next surprised him greatly. The valley was not big, and the winding path was only about four or five miles long and a hundred feet wide. However, his spiritual sense covered the entire area, but he could not find any trace of Yang Changjin!

Soon Yiyi also joined in the search. She asked almost all the plants and checked every cave where the hero might be hiding, but found nothing.

"Could he have been teleported to the outside world?" Yang Zhen asked in confusion, "That shouldn't be the case! If he had that ability, why would he have been trapped here for thirty years?"

  He couldn't help but secretly regret it. If he hadn't insisted on making things clear, but had chosen to take action earlier to subdue this man, how could it be like this now?

No wonder some people say that villains die because they talk too much, and good guys die because they pretend to be cool. I was really too arrogant!

Just then, there was a sudden movement in the valley.

……

In the middle of the mirror-like cliff, there was a sudden shake like water waves, and a fist-sized, dark stone appeared.

"Kongming Stone! Top-grade Kongming Stone!" Yang Zhen exclaimed in surprise.

Before he could react, the Kongming Stone suddenly emitted a bright light, and a dark beam of light erupted from the core of the stone and shot towards the gloomy sky over the valley.

At the same time, the same dark beams of light bloomed in the distance, one, two... a total of twelve beams arranged in sequence, forming a circle above the endless sky.

It was at this moment that Yang Zhen realized that the restrictions on the valley had already been silently opened, and his spiritual awareness could extend to farther places without hindrance.

Soon, below the twelve beams of light, in a basin surrounded by twelve mountains, he "saw" several people.

Yan Xiling, Mu Zixue, and Yang Changjin who had just escaped, still had a look of disbelief on their faces for having escaped death, but their eyes fell on Mu Zixue with complicated expressions.

In addition to these three people, there is another beautiful woman in the field, but she is——

  Tan Mingzhen!

Tan Mingzhen? Didn't she die? How could she appear here?

Yang Zhen was full of doubts. At this moment, a strong spiritual consciousness was sweeping over here. Yang Zhen's heart moved, and he quickly suppressed the urge to go out and meet Mu Zixue. He stretched out his hand and put Zhu Zhu, as well as the tables, chairs and drinks of Tan Bian into the space, and then his figure flashed, and he also hid himself in the small bluestone.

The movements outside were still within his spiritual sense.

After a while, the spiritual sense swept over Xiao Qingshi and found nothing.

  This is Huang Ji’s spiritual consciousness, he is indeed nearby!

Yang Zhen thought to himself that Huang Ji was hiding in the dark, like a poisonous snake that could attack at any time. In this case, he might as well hide first and see how this beast would act, and then give him an unexpected surprise!

Of course, he did not give up the search for this beast.

  However, when he probed into the eleven peaks with his spiritual sense, he was surprised to find that the valleys within these peaks actually included all kinds of landforms. Some were snowfields completely covered with snow, some were deserts without a trace of green, and some were lava fields without any grass, and dead and silent places. After a rough count, he found that there were six valleys without any plants!

It turns out that the valley where he is now is the best and most suitable place for living among these twelve valleys!

No wonder Yang Changjin was imprisoned here.

As expected, Yi Yi did not find any trace of Huang Ji in the five valleys with vegetation. It was obvious that his hiding place was in those six valleys.

  But I don’t know where it is hidden?

……

Look at where the four people are.

Yan Xiling and Mu Zixue were in the center of a high platform shaped like an altar, about ten feet apart, both sitting cross-legged on the ground with their eyes slightly closed. In front of Yan Xiling was a blue stone ball, from time to time a dim blue light was emitted towards the twelve surrounding valleys, which were the source of the twelve beams of light.

There was also a golden stone ball in front of Mu Zixue. When she gently pressed her hand on the stone ball, golden light also shot out, but it shot in all directions and farther away.

Yang Zhen curiously followed one of the rays of light and looked into the distance, only to be surprised to find that the yellow sand outside the village had calmed down, but when the golden light passed by, it suddenly rolled over and over again, maintaining a vague appearance.

It turns out...the Xu Earth Qiankun Formation has stopped working.

Yang Zhen suddenly realized and vaguely guessed why Mu Zixue did this.

Once the Xu Earth Universe Formation stops, the space here will be connected to the outside world. This kind of movement is really not small. If it were in previous years, Jiahe Patriarch would be immersed in the Wanxuan Tower and would not notice it. But now that the Wanxuan Tower has been lost, Jiahe Patriarch is no longer in seclusion. With the powerful consciousness of Huashen Zhenzun, he might be able to sense the changes here.

Hence the stirring of the golden light.

However, if Jiahe Patriarch was still in Zhou State, which was 100,000 miles away, this cover-up might have helped. But if he was still in Yunxiao Sect, it would be hard to say.

Thinking of this, Yang Zhen couldn't help but worry.

……

"Mu Zixue, you bitch!" Yang Changjin's roar suddenly came from the silent altar:

"You, you, you are not a virgin anymore! You, you..." "Tell me! Who did you lose your virginity to? You, you slut, bitch! If I had known this, I shouldn't have brought you to the lower world! Wuuuu..."

  When he talked about his grievances, he started to cry loudly:

"I have been locked up by you for the past thirty years. I have practiced very hard and broke through the Purple Palace. I just wanted to come out and practice dual cultivation with you again. But you, but you found a man outside. Can you be fair to me? Wuwu..."

"Who is that man? I want to skin him alive, ahhhh——"

Yang Changjin's veins bulged and he was furious. He tried to get close to Mu Zixue several times, but was blocked by an invisible force. He could only stand aside and yell, helpless and furious.

Mu Zixue's eyes were tightly closed, her pretty face expressionless, as if she didn't hear anything outside at all.

  Neither she nor Yan Xiling reacted, but Tan Mingzhen on the side could not bear it. He drew out his sword and pointed it at Yang Changjin, shouting:

"Who are you? If you dare to make trouble here again, I will cut off your tongue and feed it to the dogs!"

Facing the threat from a Jindan Zhenren, Yang Changjin was not as timid as before. He raised his head proudly and sneered:

"Bitch, do you know who I am? I am the young master of the Yunqing Sect in the upper realm! Didn't your ancestor bring you here just to send you to the upper realm? If you are respectful, everything will be fine. If you are disrespectful to me again, you will never be able to go to the upper realm in this life!"

Tan Mingzhen's face turned pale, and he hastily put away his sword, and bowed to Yang Changjin repeatedly: "Mingzhen is blind, please forgive me, young master..."

"Hmph!" Yang Changjin snorted coldly. Perhaps because he knew that his voice could not reach Yan Xiling and Mu Zixue's ears, he suddenly lost his energy and just stood aside, gnashing his teeth and full of resentment.

Seeing that he didn't mention her, Yang Zhen secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

……

For a moment, the entire valley fell silent, with only twelve beams of light shining in the sky, forming repeated circles one after another.

Time passes slowly.

It was still morning when Yang Zhen first arrived at the valley. By then the sky was gradually getting dark. Not long after, night fell and the stars appeared. Some of them were looming, as if obscured by the light of the beam.

One of them fell straight to the ground like a meteor.

The meteor fell towards the center of the ring. When it touched the ring, a beam of light shone, circling the ring several times before disappearing.

That's not a meteor, that's a spell.

As the magic disappeared, Yang Zhen had a vague feeling that an invisible barrier between the circles seemed to be torn open.

Immediately, a shadow flashed like lightning, quickly passed through the circle and rushed down towards the basin.

The shadow grew bigger and bigger, gradually revealing its true appearance.

  A flying boat, a flying boat shaped like a pencil tip!

After a few breaths, the flying boat arrived at the altar and landed steadily. After a while, a middle-aged man in purple clothes and with a burly appearance walked out with his head held high.

  The man looked exhausted, but still had a smile on his face. However, when he saw Yang Changjin, who was dressed in rags and had a long beard, his expression suddenly changed:

"Young Master! What's wrong with you?"

  "Hahahaha——" Yang Changjin was about to speak when a hearty laugh suddenly rang beside his ear. Yan Xiling stood up and said with a smile:

"Master Jinzhuang, how are you?"

He then bowed to Yang Changjin and said, "Young Master, you have advanced to the Purple Palace. Congratulations!"

Then he laughed again, pointing at Mu Zixue who was still sitting cross-legged with eyes closed, manipulating the golden ball, and said, "Miss Zixue didn't want the young master to delay his cultivation in the past few decades in the lower world, so she forced him to go into seclusion. Although this method is a bit drastic, it seems that the effect is still good. Hasn't the young master broken through the Purple Mansion? Once this barrier is broken, with the young master's talent, the golden elixir and the Nascent Soul are just around the corner. A smooth road is right under your feet!"

While laughing, he secretly winked at Yang Changjin meaningfully.

Tian Jinzhuang nodded slightly, the unswerving expression on his face gradually disappeared, and looking at the young master whose realm had already been consolidated, he couldn't help but smile.

Yang Changjin snorted, but said no more.

If they really fight, Uncle Tian may not be Mu Zixue's opponent. It is said that a gentleman's revenge is never too late, so it is better to return to Hongxuan Realm and find a way to deal with this bitch.

"Brother Jinzhuang, three top-grade Kongming stones, twenty high-grade stones, one hundred mid-grade stones, and five hundred low-grade stones are all here." Yan Xiling took out a ring and handed it over with a smile.

"This time, please send my beloved disciple to your sect." He pointed at Tan Mingzhen and said earnestly.

  "Okay, okay." Tian Jinzhuang took the ring. With the rare Kongming Stone in hand, he felt that all the fatigue from the entire journey was swept away. He smiled and said:

"Taking people away is not a problem, but... last time we took away a Qingshi Zhenren, and this time it's another Zhenren. Your sect has had a series of Jindan Zhenren disappearing. Aren't you afraid of arousing suspicion?"

"It doesn't matter," Yan Xiling said with a smile, "There was a war in the Japanese sect some time ago, and this disciple died of his injuries after the war, haha!"

"Hahahaha——" Tian Jinzhuang also started laughing.

……

In addition to the Kongming Stone, the two sides also conducted other transactions, many of which were rare items in the Zhenyu Realm, and even included a sixth-level talisman.

All are happy.

"Something has happened in my sect recently," Yan Xiling sighed, "After this transaction, I have to go back quickly. So this time, I can't stay with Brother Jinzhuang for a few days. Please forgive me."

"Oh?" Tian Jinzhuang showed a bit of disappointment, but he did not insist. Looking at Mu Zixue who was slowly finishing her exercise, he nodded and said, "Okay!"

At this moment, Yang Changjin, who had been silent all this time, jumped up, pointed at the valley where Yang Zhen was and shouted:

"Someone wants to kill me! Uncle Tian, ​​go find him out. I want to kill him myself!"

……

Tian Jinzhuang's spiritual consciousness swept back and forth in the valley.

"Young Master, there is no one..." he asked in confusion.

"There's someone! He must be hiding!" Yang Changjin shouted, "Uncle Tian, ​​go get the Haotian Xuling Mirror from the spaceship and shine it hard on me. You must find him!"

A bronze mirror of simple shape was held in Uncle Tian's hand.

With the activation of magic power, the smooth side of the mirror instantly glowed with green light, covering the entire valley where Yang Zhen was.

After a while.

"Master, there is indeed no one."

"Impossible!" Yang Changjin said angrily, "That guy must have hidden himself. He must have run to these valleys nearby. Take a picture of them all. I don't believe he can fly to the sky!"

Uncle Tian sighed helplessly but did not dare to disobey the young master's order. He had to continue to activate the magic mirror and search one after another.

Yan Xiling was full of doubts and did not move to stop him.

Mu Zixue had stopped activating the golden ball, and the shield surrounding her had disappeared. She silently watched Tian Jinzhuang's every move, with a slight smile on her face.

Soon the mirror was looking towards the snow-covered valley.

A figure suddenly appeared in the green light.

He wears dark clothes and has black hair, which describes him as thin.

Astonishingly—

The real Jiahe!

  Thanks to my old friend Jiuzhouke2012 for the tip and recommendation support!

This book is almost finished, and I will try my best to fill in every gap.