Chapter 117: I will split this mountain
It is not difficult to split a mountain.

Originally, Yang Jian thought it would take some effort.

Who could have thought that splitting the mountain would be easier than taking down those two Taoists.

These two Taoists have reached the realm of refining the void and merging with the Tao, and are only one step away from becoming immortals.

His magic skills are extremely exquisite.

Both of them are elders of the Du'e Sect in West Kunlun.

The Du'e Sect is also a well-known sect.

When Yang Jian was just starting out, he met Zheng Lun, who was the disciple of Master Du'e.

The Du'e Sect is the Taoist lineage of Du'e Zhenren.

The two elders of the Du'e Sect joined the Heavenly Court in order to earn materials for cultivation and to make a living.

You want to know why people outside the world still have to struggle for a living.

Of course it’s because if you fail to become an immortal, you will end up as a handful of earth.

It's not surprising to do anything to become an immortal. It's not shameful to just seek longevity.

prior to.

When Yang Jian first arrived at Taoshan.

One of the Taoists kept Yang Jian in the thatched cottage he built in the name of entertaining him.

He took out the nectar bestowed by the Emperor of Heaven and the peaches bestowed by the Queen Mother, hoping to make Yang Jian feel at home.

The implicit meaning of his words was that there was no rush to split the mountain, and let Yang Jian enjoy the treasure in front of him first.

The wine is so intoxicating that even if an immortal only drinks one glass, he will be drunk for three days.

The peaches were born from the spiritual roots of heaven and earth, and the inspiration contained in them was not something Yang Jian could easily digest.

If you eat it, you must meditate for ten days or half a month to refine the spiritual energy, otherwise the spiritual energy will dissipate and the peaches will have no effect.

The Taoist's eyes were eager as he poured out some wine, signaling Yang Jian to enjoy it as soon as possible. He said that splitting the mountain could wait. Yao Ji had been waiting for some time anyway, so it wouldn't hurt to wait a little longer.

Yang Jian was unaware of these secrets. He picked up the wine glass and brought it to his lips.

The Taoist watched eagerly, and kept saying in his heart, "Drink quickly!" "Drink quickly!"

But Yang Jian suddenly stopped moving.

He looked at the Taoist priest and said, "I don't know what your name is."

"My name is Xianyun. Daoist friend, you'd better drink the nectar quickly. If the spiritual energy dissipates, it will be bad."

Taoist Xianyun urged.

"What about the other fellow Taoist? Is he in trouble?"

"He is Ye He, my junior fellow apprentice. The Queen Mother is preparing to transplant the peaches to the Heavenly Palace, and he has gone to help."

"Oh~"

Yang Jian held the wine glass and prepared to bring it to his lips again.

Taoist Xianyun was delighted again.

"Wrong~"

Yang Jian paused again and looked at Taoist Xianyun.

"What's wrong? Is this nectar not to your taste?"

Taoist Xianyun was quite furious at this moment. Yang Jian would not play tricks on people like this.

"This nectar is a five thousand year old wine. The fairies in the Heavenly Palace pick the spiritual dew of hundreds of flowers to make water. They take it day and night, and the yin and yang are in harmony. It is a rare delicacy in this world. Even though Junior Brother Yehe and I have guarded Taoshan for nearly a hundred years, we have never seen such a delicacy. If it were not for you, I am afraid we would never see it in our lifetime."

He kept explaining to Yang Jian the preciousness of the nectar.

"I originally felt that it was a little bland, but I couldn't remember why. Now it seems that even if there are no fellow Taoists to drink with, since it is so precious, why don't we drink a pot of wine together?"

Yang Jian asked.

Taoist Xianyun shook his head and waved his hands, indicating that the wine was extremely precious and was specially for Yang Jian to enjoy.

"Since it is for me to enjoy, I would like to share the wine with you two Taoist friends. Are you unwilling to do so?"

Yang Jian noticed something strange and continued to ask.

The strange thing is that Taoist Xianyun praised this nectar to the skies, but when Yang Jian indicated that they could drink it together, they refused.

Taoist Xianyun realized that he might be too enthusiastic, which made Yang Jian notice something was wrong.

At this moment he was no longer pretending to be nice. Yang Jian's cultivation was mediocre, he was just at the stage of refining the spirit and returning to the void.

He and his junior fellow apprentice are both at the realm of refining emptiness and merging with the Tao. At this moment, their realm is almost perfect. They just need to wait for the heavenly calamity to come down, and then they can become immortals on the spot.

Naturally, he would not be afraid of Yang Jian.

"The nectar and peaches are all spiritual objects prepared for you to improve your cultivation. You can use them first. As for this mountain, you can only split it when I tell you to. If I don't allow you to, you have to sit still."

Taoist Xianyun's eyes suddenly turned cold, and he released a powerful aura, as if he was going to overwhelm the other person with his force, and he approached step by step.

If Yang Jian refused to drink, he would force Yang Jian to drink it.

Even if he was punished afterwards, Taibai Xingjun would naturally stand up for him. "Wait a minute~"

Seeing that the other party was about to attack, Yang Jian signaled him to stop. His face was flushed, his blood was churning, and the feeling of his magic power surging was not pleasant.

"What are you waiting for? If you don't want to drink, you don't have to. Leave Taoshan and go back to where you came from. You can't split this mountain just because you want to, and you can't drink this nectar just because you want to."

Xianyun said dissatisfiedly.

He had no choice but to do this. As long as there was no news from Taibai Star Lord, Yang Jian could not split the mountain.

He did not care about the consequences of offending Yang Jian, because Taibai Star Lord was his backer.

"Okay, no need to wait."

Yang Jian's expression returned to normal.

Just now, the ninth level of the Eight-Nine Profound Art was broken through.

Of course, there is no need to wait any longer.

"So, Brother Yang Jian, do you want to drink? Or are you going to go back?"

Taoist Xianyun asked.

Yang Jian smiled chillingly, a three-pointed, double-edged sword appeared in his palm, and his left hand holding the wine glass shook suddenly, a streak of light spilled out and poured onto the ground.

"I won't drink the wine, but I will split this mountain."

"How dare you to waste the gift given by the Emperor of Heaven!"

When Taoist Xianyun saw Yang Jian pour the nectar directly on the ground, he immediately became angry.

"Let me capture you, the lunatic, and bring you before the Star Lord to be punished."

He spat out a pellet, which was completely white, as if made of lead and mercury, and emitted a radiant light.

"Disease~"

Taoist Xianyun stretched out his hand and pointed, and under the influence of his magic power, the sword light suddenly increased above the projectile.

On Mount Sumeru, it moved left and right like a spirit snake fleeing through the air, emitting a thousand-foot-long cold light, extremely sharp, and stabbed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's expression became serious. This was the first time he had seen such swordsmanship. It was as if he heard the sound of metal clanging in his ears. He immediately dared not to be careless.

With a slap of the sword, the sword light was dispersed, and the sword ball inside was immediately revealed.

Yang Jian was about to chop it into pieces with a sword when he suddenly saw a black sword light coming from the corner of his eye.

"Brother, let me lend you a helping hand!"

Taoist Yehe suddenly appeared, riding the sword ball and attacking Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was unable to dodge, so he activated his Water Cloud Body and his body instantly turned into a wisp of white smoke, avoiding the sword light.

As soon as his body solidified, the continuous attack came again.

One black and one white, the two sword beams are both offensive and defensive, and they are extremely fast.

Being suppressed repeatedly, he could only maintain his body in the form of water cloud. Once he solidified, he would be hit hard by thunder.

"Brother, his movements are so strange that even with our combined power of Yin-Yang Sword and Pill, we can't do anything to him. It seems we have to use the method of sealing him."

Taoist Yehe said.

Taoist Xianyun nodded: "Did Xingjun give any instructions?"

"Xingjun said he would try his best to hold Yang Jian back, and he would go to ask the Emperor of Heaven for instructions."

The voice just fell.

The two of them formed seals together, and a net appeared, covering Yang Jian.

He was about to cast a spell and make a seal, and his control over the sword ball began to relax.

Yang Jian's pressure suddenly eased, his body became solid and his expression became serious.

These two men were very powerful, and their flying swords attacked him together, suppressing him so much that he could hardly breathe.

Then let’s take this opportunity to try out my magical powers!
"Long~"

Yang Jian shouted suddenly, and the magic power in his dantian began to surge, and everything around him suddenly slowed down.

No, it's not something else that's getting shorter.

Instead, he was getting bigger and taller, and the magic power in his dantian was constantly decreasing.

The three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand also changed with his body shape.

When his height grew to thirty meters and he became like a little giant, he suddenly felt his magic power being drastically consumed and he could only maintain this state for three breaths.

This is the ninth magical power:
[Laws of Heaven and Earth: Tao follows nature, man follows the laws of heaven and earth, spells and magical powers are multiplied, and mana consumption is doubled (becoming bigger is the true meaning of cultivation)]

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