Chapter 135: Fellow Daoist, please don't move forward

The dizzy feeling did not last long.

When Yang Jian regained consciousness, he saw the familiar and cold Temple of Queen Mother of the West before him.

He subconsciously thought that he had returned to the ancient world.

But he did not see the jade statue of the Queen Mother of the West, nor did he see the Fairy Caixia appear before him.

With eyes closed, I felt that the colorful light band in my soul was still there.

It turned out that he did not go back.

Looking around, there are some changes in this temple.

There is one more mural than when the banquet was held for the Queen Mother of the West, but behind this mural, there is nothing.

In the center of the hall, there was a person kneeling.

Yang Jian took a closer look and discovered that it was the leader of the remaining people of Woye.

His eyes were serious and he stared intently at the mural depicting the banquet for the Queen Mother of the West.

"Has the Queen Mother of the West returned? How long has she been gone?"

Yang Jian asked.

"No, it's just been a year since I left."

The leader took one look at Yang Jian and instantly recognized him as the ribbon boy who attended the banquet that day. He eagerly wanted Yang Jian to stay a little longer so that he could host a banquet for him.

The next moment, Yang Jian suddenly felt a darkness before his eyes.

When I opened my eyes again.

It’s still the same person, and the same mural.

"Has the Queen Mother of the West returned? How long has she been gone?"

Yang Jian asked.

"Ten years~"

The leader's face showed some vicissitudes. He looked at Yang Jian, frowned and thought for a long time before he remembered that he was the ribbon boy who attended the banquet that day. He eagerly wanted Yang Jian to stay a little longer so that he could host a banquet for him.

The next moment, Yang Jian felt his eyes go dark again.

When I opened my eyes again.

In the center of the hall, there was a white-haired old man kneeling.

Judging from his appearance, he was the leader of the Woye survivors.

He was aware of the appearance of Yang Jian.

The moment he saw Yang Jian's face clearly, he was first confused, then surprised.

"Goddess of Color Ribbons, you are finally back. Goddess Queen Mother of the West has not come back yet. She may have forgotten to grant my clan immortality."

The leader of the Woye survivors had lost his expression in his old eyes.

He was about to die, and no matter whether the Queen Mother of the West was willing to fulfill her promise or not, he would not be able to wait for the Queen Mother of the West to give him the elixir of immortality.

Is the Queen Mother of the West going to break her promise?
He looked at Yang Jian and asked.

Yang Jian shook his head: "The Queen Mother of the West will not break her promise, she just hasn't found a way yet."

"The Queen Mother of the West has not returned yet. How many years have passed?"

Yang Jian asked.

The leader of the Woye survivors burst into tears: "It's been fifty years, fifty years already."

Even if the Queen Mother of the West found a way to turn Baiyujing into an immortal fairyland, it would have nothing to do with him, because he would die.

"It looks like we have to push it back a little bit more."

The voice of Fairy Caixia suddenly sounded.

Yang Jian felt dizzy again and everything went dark before his eyes.

This was the fourth time that Fairy Caixia had manipulated time through the Kunlun Mirror. Yang Jian found that he seemed to have adapted to this feeling.

The dizzy feeling could no longer make him lose consciousness.

He took in what he felt in the darkness.

This is not a void of darkness.

There are so many things around me.

But these seemed like illusions to him.

He couldn't see it, and he couldn't touch it.

At the same time, because it was always spinning rapidly, the shapes of things he perceived were not their original shapes, and he could not tell them apart.

And in his soul, the colors of the colorful light bands kept changing, as if the fairy Caixia was fiddling with time with this ribbon.

He was about to ask something when he suddenly noticed some color in front of his eyes.

He returned to the hall.

At this time, the atmosphere in the hall was no longer deserted. There were several short people coming and going, sweeping the dust.

But there is still only one picture on the mural next to it.

"How many years?"

Yang Jian asked.

But no one answered him at this time.

When the little man sweeping the dust saw Yang Jian, he was so scared that he screamed and ran away.

Yang Jian didn't care.

The figure of the leader of the Woye survivors was no longer in sight.

He is just an ordinary person, how can he withstand the test of time? "Three hundred years."

It was Fairy Caixia who answered in her mind.

"Three hundred years? It's time to come back."

Yang Jian frowned. The mural in the hall in front of him remained unchanged. It seemed that the Queen Mother of the West still had not found a way to grant immortality to the creatures in Baiyujing.

He was about to urge Fairy Caixia to continue fiddling with time.

Suddenly, a large group of little people rushed in.

Each of them is more than 14 feet tall, wearing armor, holding a spear in their hands, with the sharp blade flashing cold light, looking extremely majestic.

Although in front of Yang Jian, these people are still like dwarfs.

But in this Baiyujing, he is already a rare warrior.

"Has the Queen Mother of the West ever come back in the past three hundred years?"

Yang Jian asked.

A leader-like person stood up, but he did not answer Yang Jian's question. Instead, he drew the sword from his waist and shouted, "You bold lunatic, how dare you break into the palace of the Queen Mother of the West? Capture him!"

The next moment, all the troops were directed at Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, don't do it. If there is a mess, it will be bad."

Fairy Caixia suddenly gave a warning.

"If we don't deal with these people, how can we know whether the Queen Mother of the West has returned in the past three hundred years, and what stage her immortality elixir has been refined to."

Yang Jian asked back.

Fairy Caixia fell silent.

Yang Jian chuckled, took a step, and instantly appeared among the crowd.

Everyone immediately scattered in panic.

The next moment, Yang Jian suddenly took action, like a tiger among a flock of sheep.

After the storm, there were no soldiers left standing on the ground.

Yang Jian did not kill them. He had no intention to kill them at that moment, so he just punished them slightly, making them temporarily unable to move.

He looked at the leader and explained that he was an old acquaintance of the Queen Mother of the West. At the same time, he pointed to the murals in the hall, indicating that one of the men in the painting was him.

The leader looked at the mural, then at Yang Jian, and found that there was indeed a handsome man in it who looked like the person in front of him.

He was convinced.

Yang Jian then asked, "Has the Queen Mother of the West ever come back?"

"Two hundred years ago, the goddess Queen Mother of the West came back. She said she had found a way to make Baiyujing an immortal fairyland, so she went out to find refining materials and has not returned yet."

The leader replied.

Fairy Caixia suddenly became excited: "Xuan Nu wrote a biography for the Queen Mother of the West, which recorded what happened after the Queen Mother of the West found Zhulong. 'The Queen Mother left Kunlun, hunted phoenixes in the east, collected fine jade in the west, collected nectar in the north, and searched for gold and stone in the south. It took her 365 years to make the elixir of immortality and share it with the people of the country for longevity.' In this way, in the next 165 years, we will be able to see the Queen Mother of the West and get the elixir of immortality. The Kunlun Mirror was made by the Queen Mother of the West at that time, and Zhulong will also appear in West Kunlun. I think they will truly complete the transaction at this time."

Done.

As Fairy Caixia began to manipulate time and space.

The familiar feeling came again.

Yang Jian felt that the faint aura around him was becoming stronger and stronger, but he really couldn't see clearly what was around him.

He used his soul to transmit a message to the colorful ribbons in his body: "Fairy Caixia, can you see what is around me right now?"

"Hey, you can actually stay awake?"

Fairy Caixia let out a cry of surprise.

Then, she realized what Yang Jian said, and her tone suddenly became urgent: "Is there something beside you? What is it? We are in the gap between time and space, there is absolutely no way anything can exist here."

She only hated that this body was not her own, otherwise, with her powerful cultivation, she would certainly be able to sense the things around her.

But the body used to travel through time and space now belongs to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian's cultivation is not enough to distinguish it.

"How about Fairy Caixia open her magic eye and give it a try? I'll use my magic eye to take a look."

Yang Jian said.

The next moment, he felt the ribbon wrapped around his soul's eyebrows suddenly loosen.

The moment Yang Jian sensed the devil's eye, the vertical eye between his eyebrows suddenly opened wide.

With the help of the vertical eye between his eyebrows to absorb information, he could finally distinguish the things around him.

The moment he saw clearly, his whole body suddenly stiffened.

Before his eyes, there was a figure, which seemed illusory but exuded endless pressure. The moment Yang Jian saw it clearly, his mind seemed to be shattered.

The colorful light bands in the soul resisted the terrifying pressure.

The figure's mouth opened and closed, making some kind of call.

What’s terrifying is that the face of this figure is actually ~~Queen Mother of the West.

The ancient words he said were translated by Fairy Caixia as: "Daoyou, don't go forward!"

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