Chapter 382 Taixuan Resurrection
After dealing with the four sea dragon tribes.

Yang Jian left the East China Sea and came to the place where the strange stone was placed again.

The rich spiritual energy caused the vegetation here to grow rapidly. In just a few days, the bare black mountain was transformed into a lush landscape.

He looked at the strange boulder on the top of the mountain.

I thought of Nuwa’s instructions.

Nuwa calculated through the Tai Chi diagram that this strange stone was of vital importance to the ancient world, so she asked Yang Jian to protect it well.

Yang Jian naturally knew what this stone represented.

A thousand years later, a stone monkey will be born here.

Before he left the East China Sea, he specifically asked the old Dragon King to help guard the fairy mountain and not let other creatures disturb the tranquility here.

"Boom~"

An extremely subtle sound was heard.

Yang Jian was stunned. He listened carefully and found that the movement came from the strange stone. He used his soul to investigate but did not find any trace of spirituality.

He looked at the surrounding mountains, and seemed to have realized that Nuwa's means of creation still remained in the furnace of heaven and earth. The movement just now should be a sign of the birth of spirituality.

Yang Jian wished he could sit here and comprehend the furnace of heaven and earth and understand Nuwa's means of creation. If he could comprehend it, he would definitely benefit greatly.

But he had important things to do and had little free time.

The matter of Mount Sumeru still needs his attention, as well as whether Yuanshi Tianzun will send Jiang Ziya out of the mountain as he guessed.

Yang Jian could only suppress his desire to comprehend here, summoned Bai Yun, and prepared to leave.

Before leaving, he took out the remaining peach pits from his sleeve and planted them in the mountains. At the same time, he plucked out four strands of his hair and transformed them into four monkeys.

The moment the four monkeys appeared, they all knelt on the ground and said, "Thank you, Master, for your enlightenment."

Yang Jian nodded and pointed to the two monkeys on his left whose arms were longer than their legs and said, "I will grant you spirituality. You two will be Tongbei monkeys and will be called Bengbala and Balabeng."

"Thank you, Master, for the name."

Seeing this, the other two white-haired monkeys could not help but ask, "Master, what about us? What are we called?"

Yang Jian laughed and said, "You two are red-butted horse monkeys, called Horse-Ox and Ox-Horse."

"I am a horse and a cow" "I am a cow and a horse" "I am Bang Bala" "I am Bala Bang"

The four monkeys were so delighted that they kept muttering their names.

They were enlightened by Yang Jian's magical powers, and were born with the same cultivation as immortals, and understood some principles.

But due to their nature, they could not remember much of the principles that Yang Jian had originally instilled in them.

Like the horse-cow and the cow-horse two monkeys.

At first I still remembered my name clearly.

After repeating it several times, it became called "Ma Liu" and "Liuma".

Seeing this, Yang Jian was too lazy to correct him and said casually: "You guys guard this place and this stone. Don't let the cultivators get close to it. Don't let this blessed land be occupied. Otherwise, I will wipe out your spirits."

"As ordered!"

The four monkeys bowed down together.

Finish these.

Yang Jian remembered that there was one thing he had not done.

He dismissed the four monkeys, then flicked his sleeves, and a headless corpse suddenly appeared on the ground.

His Taoist robe was stained with blood, and the blood was filled with strong spirit that was condensed and did not dissipate. Just by looking at the bloodstains, one could feel the firm will of the owner of this corpse.

Yang Jian picked up the Precious Lotus Lantern tied around his waist, injected magic power into it, and waved it lightly, drawing the vitality of creation that Nuwa had injected into the lamp to cover the headless corpse on the ground.

Then, flesh buds suddenly sprouted from the neck of the corpse and began to grow. The white bones, wrapped in flesh and blood, also began to grow slowly.

Soon, the head of the corpse on the ground was restored and life was restored.

When he opened his eyes, they were empty and lifeless, just like a lifeless body, like a walking corpse.

Yang Jian was very satisfied with this. His body had been fully restored, only his soul was missing.

The Yuanshen was naturally in the Investiture of the Gods List. He found Taixuan Yuanshen in the Investiture of the Gods List.

It was drawn out and injected into the body. Just after its eyes opened and blinked, the body, which was originally like a walking corpse, changed its breath in an instant.

The surrounding grass and trees moved without wind, and all the vigorous spiritual energy gathered and was refined into magic power by him.

Tai Xuan looked around blankly, with disbelief in his eyes: "Where is this? Am I not already in the List of Gods?"

He didn't know how long it had been since he had seen colors.

There is no upper or lower in the List of Gods, only the deepest darkness.

He seemed to have spent a long time in it, but it also seemed like only a moment had passed.

It was as if it had not been long since he cut off his own head to show his determination.

"The cultivation is still there!"

Taixuan's pupils suddenly shrank, he couldn't understand what was happening.

"Tai Xuan."

The voice sounded.

Taixuan's body shook violently. The sound came from behind him, but he did not sense any living breath behind him.

Looking back, Taixuan was startled: "Master Yang Jian! Could it be that you saved me?"

Yang Jian nodded: "Not bad."

Taixuan's face changed and he remained silent.

He could sense that his body was no different from before.

I don’t know what kind of supernatural power is needed to rebuild the body of an immortal.

Even Taiyi Zhenren, who has reached the realm of Daluo Jinxian, is unable to restore Nezha's former physical body, so he can only find a spiritual creature to reside in.

Yang Jian went to such great lengths to save him, presumably not to let him enjoy immortality.

Thinking of this, Taixuan said: "I am deeply grateful for the Master's help. As long as the Master has any instructions and it does not violate Taixuan's original intention, I will do my best."

Yang Jian was too lazy to hide it, and the Investiture of the Gods appeared in his hand: "The coalition you originally gathered together scattered like sand after your death. Now, I want you to enter all the immortals of the side sects in Dongsheng Shenzhou into the Investiture of the Gods."

Taixuan's pupils shrank and his expression was hesitant.

Yang Jian explained: "Don't doubt whether this Conferred God Ceremony is good or bad. If you don't do it, I will do it myself. By then, at most only their souls will be on the list."

Taixuan sensed the murderous intent in Yang Jian's words, like a sea of ​​blood and corpses. He did not dare to refuse, and hurriedly clasped his fists and bowed: "Taixuan obeys your command."

Yang Jian casually extracted some power from the List of Conferred Gods, turned it into a small sub-list, and put it in Taixuan's hand: "Eastern Divine Continent should not be a difficult task for you. After you are done, you will also have to go to Northern Julu Continent. As long as Goddess Nuwa does not stop you, you can go ahead and do it."

Tai Xuan: "Six hundred years, just six hundred years, Tai Xuan will satisfy the True Lord."

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East Kunlun.

Yang Jian had originally agreed with the Fire Spirit to meet in the East Kunlun Territory. He hurried all the way here, but found that he had arrived too early.

He thought that since he had nothing to do anyway, he might as well go to West Kunlun to visit the Queen Mother of the West and see how Yang Chan was doing there.

Afterwards, he left a mark to inform that he had gone to West Kunlun.

In the Palace of the Queen Mother of the West.

The Queen Mother of the West looked at her makeup for the day in the Kunlun Mirror. Behind her, Yang Chan skillfully combed her hair.

"My queen~ Yang Jian is here to visit."

"Bang~"

There was a loud bang.

Yang Chan was startled.

When the Queen Mother of the West heard the name of Yang Jian, she smashed the Kunlun Mirror in her hand heavily onto the dressing table in front of her. The dressing table specially made for the Queen Mother of the West, which had been built at great expense to imitate the dressing table of the mortal world, instantly turned into a piece of broken wood.

Yang Chan knew why the Queen Mother of the West was angry. It was related to the rumors about Chang'e that spread from the Heavenly Palace.

(End of this chapter)