Chapter 350: Antarctic Immortal
Yang Chan didn't know when Yuanshi Tianzun would summon Yang Jian.

Yang Jian frowned and looked at Yang Chan, an idea suddenly emerged in his mind.

He pulled Yang Chan up and went out of Yuxu Palace.

"Brother, where are you taking me?"

"You will know when you go."

After leaving the mountain gate, without the suppression of the Duankong formation, Yang Jian released the white cloud from his sleeve and flew away with Yang Chan.

Looking back at the Yuxu Palace which was getting farther and farther away, he felt even more uneasy.

Yuanshi Tianzun used Yang Chan to test him.

He was also testing Yuanshi Tianzun.

But he is the kind of person who never gives up.

Either don’t do it or never do it.

So he just pulled Yang Chan and wanted to take her away, away from the trouble.

If Yuanshi Tianzun wanted to stop him, he would most likely not want to do so due to his face, and instead sent his disciples to block the way. This just proves that he was intending to use Yang Chan to control him.

Yang Jian's intention in hitting her was to take Yang Chan away by force.

After he escaped from the Bagua Furnace, there were not many people in this world who could stop him.

In addition, there is a purple gold and red gourd to protect him.

In the Yuxu Palace, only Yuanshi Tianzun can stop him.

Yang Jian found that no one from Yuxu Palace was chasing him.

My heart suddenly felt lightened.

It was just right that no one came, so he could take Yang Chan away to prevent her from falling into the hands of others and make him afraid to act rashly.

Yang Jian suddenly felt someone pulling his sleeve and found out it was Yang Chan.

Yang Chan gestured to Yang Jian to look up.

Looking up, he found that the dark clouds in the sky suddenly changed their appearance. The clouds were filled with bright rays of light, and countless stars were floating in them, gradually pressing downwards.

"The heavens celebrate the clouds!"

Yang Jian was shocked.

Yuanshi Tianzun really couldn't hold back and took action.

This auspicious cloud from the heavens is Yuanshi Tianzun’s protective treasure, and is now being used to block the road.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and pointed the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand diagonally at Qingyun.

At worst, it will break again.

"Slow down, my lord! Slow down, my lord!"

At this moment, an old voice sounded.

"Who are you? What are you doing here? Show yourself immediately, or I will beat you to death!"

Yang Jian shouted.

First, the sound of a crane's cry was heard.

Afterwards, a white crane flew out from the auspicious clouds, carrying a hunchbacked old man on its back.

It has a long white beard that even hangs down from the white crane and flutters in the wind.

He was holding a bent cane that was taller than his body.

The old man had a very strange appearance, with a high raised forehead and an extremely broad forehead, like a huge tumor.

"I am the Taoist of Nanji, the eldest disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun. Didn't Zhenjun come to visit Tianzun? Why did you leave in such a hurry?"

"It turns out to be Uncle Nanji, Yang Jian is polite!"

Yang Jian let go of the three-pointed, two-edged sword and bowed. Before the three-pointed, two-edged sword fell on the white clouds, he quickly stood up and grabbed the weapon.

He continued, "Yang Jian has understood what the Heavenly Lord meant. Although he has not met the Heavenly Lord, it is as if he has met him in person. To be honest, Yang Jian's trip is really in a hurry. The Goddess Nuwa is still waiting for Yang Jian to pay her respects in the Wa Palace. He really cannot delay."

Nanji Taoist's expression darkened slightly, but in the blink of an eye, it turned into a kind smile: "My nephew, you are so thoughtful. It turns out that Goddess Nuwa is still waiting for you. I dare not delay and will make way for you immediately~"

The Taoist from the South Pole spoke in a friendly manner, but his posture did not change at all, and it was obvious that he had no intention of giving way.

"Uncle Master, what do you mean?"

Yang Jian looked puzzled, holding the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand, making a creaking sound, obviously exerting great strength. His magical power was already ready to be unleashed under the urging of his magic power, ready to attack and hurt people at any time.

Taoist Nanji looked at Yang Chan and said, "Yang Chan is a disciple of my sect. Although she is your biological sister, it is not appropriate to take her away like this. It is reasonable to inform her master, Jade Ding Zhenren, so that the master can feel at ease."

Yang Jian narrowed his eyes and said, "The Emperor of Heaven wants to see Yang Chan. It is very urgent and difficult to explain to Master Uncle. I hope Master Uncle can understand."

He is just waving the flag of tiger skin tree.

The Emperor of Heaven never said that he wanted to see Yang Chan.

These were all just Yang Jian's nonsense.

The reason is that the Taoist of the South Pole is not one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox School, not because his cultivation is not good enough.

How could a great disciple of the Chan sect have poor cultivation? It was simply because his cultivation had already surpassed that of the Golden Immortal, condensing the Hunyuan Dao Fruit and entering the Hunyuan realm.

It was precisely because of this that Yang Jian did not act rashly, but wanted to test the opponent through words first.

Taoist Nanji: "Rules are rules. There is no such thing as forgiveness. My nephew should let Yang Chan go and leave on your own."

"What if I don't let go?"

Yang Jian responded sharply.

No matter how stupid Yang Chan was, she could tell that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

She looked panicked: "Brother, what are you going to do? The uncles here are very kind to me, they won't hurt~"

"No need to explain, you will understand by then."

Yang Jian waved his hand to stop Yang Chan from explaining.

The Taoist Nan Ji swung the crutch in his hand lightly, and it hit Qing Yun, making a sound like a bell, which was enough to show his profound strength and the solidity of Qing Yun's defense.

"Nephew, do you still want to force your way in? This Zhutian Qingyun is not an ordinary spiritual treasure. It is a protective item for the Heavenly Venerable. Nephew's idea is interesting, but sometimes you have to act within your means and don't let your imagination run wild~"

"Master uncle doesn't give way, does he want to be on the list?"

Yang Jian asked back.

Taoist Nanji's face suddenly darkened: "How dare you! Don't you know that the saint and the Taoist ancestor have an agreement that the calamity will not touch the Hunyuan? You actually use this to threaten me. It seems that my uncle has to teach you a lesson so that you know what it means to respect teachers and honor the Tao."

Yang Jian naturally knew this.

The intention is that those who are at the Hunyuan Daoguo realm can be safe and worry-free during this calamity.

According to the original intention of the Taoist Ancestor, the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods was aimed at those ancient immortals and gods who had no background or support.

The Taoist of Nan Ji urged the auspicious cloud to teach Yang Jian a lesson.

"Get up and work!"

Yang Jian slapped the gourd on his waist with his left hand, and then he looked at the Taoist Nanji: "Uncle Nanji, wait a minute, Yang Jian still has something to explain."

"What's the matter?"

The Taoist of Nanji had a bad look on his face.

As soon as he responded, he saw a flash of white light from the gourd on Yang Jian's waist, and an irresistible suction force burst out.

"Purple gold and red gourd!"

In an instant, he was sucked into the gourd, leaving only the sound of surprise in the air.

The auspicious clouds in the sky lost their controller and immediately became quiet.

Yang Jian immediately accelerated and flew towards Beijuluzhou.

He accepted the Taoist priest from the South Pole. If he didn't leave now, he would find it difficult to leave after Yuanshi Tianzun received the news.

Yang Chan covered her mouth with her hands, looking surprised.

In her understanding, her master, Jade Ding Zhenren, is the most powerful person in the prehistoric world, and Nan Ji Dao Ren is said to be even more powerful than her master, making him the most powerful person among all the powerful people.

But such a powerful character was defeated so easily by Yang Jian.

Yang Chan's cognition somewhat collapsed.

"How could this be?"

　I work on a weekly basis and I feel a little tired after just getting off work.

　　I wanted to take a day off today, but I thought I couldn't let everyone down, so I struggled out of bed and wrote a chapter.

　　I will make up the rest tomorrow. I will try to make 10,000 yuan a day tomorrow and pay off what I owe before.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)