Chapter 90: Golden Cicada in the White Clouds (Repaying Debt 110)

There are ten thousand immortals in Jiejiao.

But there are more than ten thousand immortals.

They are their descendants.

Since the Jiejiao began to expand rapidly and recruit disciples.

Countless demons and monsters poured in.

Most of these creatures still have worldly distractions.

The desire to mate and reproduce still dominates them.

As they continued to multiply, a large number of mortal creatures began to appear on Jin'ao Island.

Thanks to the rich spiritual energy and profound Taoist rhyme of Jin'ao Island, even if creatures with mediocre qualifications practice here, although there is no hope of becoming immortals, most of them can practice to the realm of refining the spirit and returning to the void. As for the subsequent realm of refining the void and merging with the Tao, or even transcending the catastrophe and becoming immortals, it is absolutely impossible.

These creatures have long lifespans, but are wild and difficult to tame.

There are many immortals and gods on Jin'ao Island, and they can only suppress their wildness.

The only place where you can indulge your wildness is among the white clouds.

It is unknown when Baiyunjian was built.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit said that Baiyunjian has existed on Jin'ao Island since she became a disciple of Duobao a thousand years ago.

This place was built by one of her senior brothers with the tacit approval of Taoist Duobao, with the intention of channeling the suppressed nature in the hearts of the immortals on the island.

At this moment, in front of Yang Jian, Huo Ling and Yu Hua was the white cloud.

The name is quite fairy-like.

Nothing could be further from the truth.

Among the white clouds, hundreds of feet high, there is a chaotic and complex array of formations, and lights of various colors flicker.

The beauty in the form of a demon, revealed by magic, turned into a huge illusion, posing and flirting on it.

Then it transformed into two demons fighting bloody battle, with blood splattering everywhere.

There are countless transformations, whether it is fine wine or delicious food.

If the Zhaixing Tower is majestic and impressive, it claims to have an immortal atmosphere.

Then the other side of the Star-Picking Tower is between the white clouds.

Demons are dancing wildly and there is chaos and disorder.

It is a world of its own on Jinao Island.

Most of the creatures on the island who have not yet become immortals, if they cannot become disciples of immortals, can only rely on finding a way to survive among the white clouds.

And many immortals who were under the strong pressure of Taoist Duobao and whose Taoist hearts were suppressed also came here to have fun and relax.

Into it.

All I could sense was a jumble of human figures, and a noisy sound, mixed with the smell of cheap rouge, sweat, demonic body odor, fishy odor, and the smell of blood that hadn't been washed off for thousands of years.

Just coming in, it felt like I was hit hard in the face.

It felt like my nose had entered hell.

The disadvantage of having a high level of cultivation was revealed, that is, the five senses were sharp, and it was extremely painful here.

Yang Jian could only hold his breath.

"Brother, come and play. I am the incarnation of a Kunlun sheep. I am very docile. It is more fun to play with me than even a highly trained monster."

"Don't listen to her. She took over an order from a bull demon a few days ago and has already been played to pieces. Look at aunt, brother. I have the blood of the ancient blue bull flowing in my body. I can handle it."

Yang Jian is a handsome man with a decent appearance. In the eyes of demons, he is an unattainable figure.

Since the person can transform so much like a human, he must have either achieved great accomplishments or been taught by a famous teacher.

No matter which one he is, he is a person they can never compare to.

Yang Jian only took ten steps.

It felt like a dozen pairs of hands were touching my body.

Next to them are female demon cultivators with varying degrees of transformation.

Some have enchanting figures, but retain the fur, scales and armor of monsters, while some simply transform into a beautiful face.

Each of their eyes was filled with desire.

Desire burns in their hearts, lust, or maybe it’s appetite!

"My lady, look at me. I am the incarnation of an iron bull. My whole body is as hard as iron. I guarantee you will be satisfied."

A male bull-headed demon set his eyes on the fire spirit behind Yang Jian.

Huo Ling had already suffered psychological trauma from those third-generation disciples who wanted to harass her.

Hearing the voice, his face suddenly turned gloomy, and the golden crown on his head flashed.

The bull-headed demon's head suddenly exploded and turned into a bloody mist.

After delivering the blow, she continued to move inside.

She did not stop there, or kill to vent her anger.
A small demon with mediocre cultivation and is worthless.

If you dare to say such rude words, you deserve to die.

"Fairy! She is a fairy!"

A terrified voice rang out.

The monsters retreated in panic.

They were afraid that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit would be furious and take her anger out on them. Jin'ao Island belonged to the Jiejiao immortals, not to them.

The purpose of their existence is only to provide entertainment for the immortals.

Even if the immortals killed them, they would not be punished.

After seeing that Yang Jian and his group did not stop but went deeper.

They immediately started to make a commotion, scrambling for the flesh and blood of the dead bull-monster. The magic power contained in the flesh and blood was a rare blood food and resource for them.

Yang Jian's heart was touched and his pupils shrank, but he did not show it.

In his spare time, he looked at the jade slips collected by the Green Cloud Boy, among which were articles written by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

The contents about the equality of all beings are very touching. I believe that any intelligent creature would feel his blood boiling after reading them.

But his actions are contrary to his words.

Be ruthless and show no mercy.

He doesn't look like someone who could write such an article.

Or perhaps the equality they are talking about is the equality after becoming an immortal.

Most of the disciples of Jiejiao were above the immortal realm. There were one or two who had not yet become immortals. They all joined as disciples of Jiejiao.

In their eyes, all living beings are merely immortals.

No wonder Wen Zhong, as a disciple of Jiejiao, had no burden at all when he destroyed half of the city of Chaoge.

Yang Jian originally found it a little strange, but now he finally understood.

He suppressed this thought in his heart and did not ask or criticize in a righteous manner. He was of low status and only received courtesy from others because of his status as a disciple of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. If he were to become arrogant and try to make suggestions about other countries, he would die without knowing how he died.

As the three of them continued to go deeper, they climbed the stairs.

With each level, the scenery changes a little.

The first floor is very noisy, with all kinds of people.

But after coming up, everything became clear.

The bloody fights in the Colosseum, the hustle and bustle in the casino, or the beautiful woman in disguise crying in her tent.

It seems like a place where people live a life of drunkenness and dreams, no wonder it is named Baiyunjian.

As the three of them moved forward, there was no road ahead.

Yang Jian felt surprised. When he looked at the white clouds from outside, there were at least hundreds of layers.

We have only passed a few levels, but there is no way forward. It is really unbelievable.

In front of them was a tightly closed hut with several demons standing around it as guards.

The demons guarding the surrounding area clearly knew the Holy Mother of Fire.

Come forward and pay your respects respectfully.

"Where is my brother? I want to see him."

The Fire Spirit had a cold expression on his face, looked around, and asked casually.

"The master is eating, it's not convenient now."

As soon as the demon guard opened his mouth, he saw the undisguised fierce look in the fire spirit's eyes.

He was immediately trembling with fear, took out the formation plate, and fiddled with it for a while.

The hut behind him slowly opened, and the light from the formation shone through.

Yang Jian followed the Fire Spirit Mother in.

The next second, he noticed that the scenery in front of him had changed, and the formation turned out to be a teleportation formation.

The scenery around me was completely new, and the originally polluted air changed color and became unusually fresh.

The distant mountains are shrouded in white mist, and the surrounding grass and trees are fragrant, as if you are in a fairyland.

This is a cave.

The sudden change in style made him a little confused, and he couldn't help but look towards the Holy Mother of Fire.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit explained: “There are 365 floors in total in this White Cloud Room. The first four floors are for those creatures trapped on Jin’ao Island who have nowhere to go to vent their desires and energy, to prevent them from causing trouble.

Only Jiejiao disciples can enter the following 361 layers. Each of them is a top-class cave heaven. All the creatures in it serve the Jiejiao immortals. It is precisely because of this white cloud that the Jiejiao immortals have a place to vent their desires. Otherwise, under the high pressure of the island being sealed for 300 years, Jiejiao would have been in chaos and could not live in peace. "

Hearing this, Yang Jian couldn't help but become more curious about Huo Ling's senior brother.

To be able to become the disciple of Duobao Taoist and to establish the Baiyunjian, and to play with many demons at will, he must be no unknown person.

He asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist Huo Ling, this Bai Yunjian is so extraordinary, I wonder what kind of person your senior brother is."

"figure?"

Huo Ling said with disdain: "It is just an ancient beast. It only knows how to indulge in pleasure all day long. It indulges in sensual pleasures among the white clouds. It has only cultivated to the level of a celestial being until now. If I tell anyone about it, it will be a disgrace to my master."

After that, she added, "The prototype of my senior brother is the six-winged golden cicada, a prehistoric beast. He is wild and hard to follow. Don't worry when you see him later. My master doesn't like him, so you don't have to be nice to him."

"Jin Chanzi?"

Yang Jian was shocked when he heard this, his pupils trembled, and words of surprise came out of his mouth subconsciously.

"Have you heard of it?"

Huo Ling looked over in surprise. Her senior brother Jin Chanzi seldom showed up in public, and not many people in Jiejiao knew his name, but Yang Jian was able to point him out at once. How could she not be surprised?

　I have paid off one chapter of debt, and I still owe 9 chapters. I will pay them off during the May Day holiday.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)