dognovel Chapter 214 Yang Chan Obtains the Lotus Lantern
Chapter 214 Yang Chan Obtains the Lotus Lantern
Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguang Cave.
Taiyi Zhenren watched as Yang Jian swallowed the 'Eight Mysterious Pill' personally refined by Taishang Laojun without hesitation, and his heart ached.
He glanced up and saw that Nezha would have been at the South Heavenly Gate by now if he hadn't stopped him in time.
He thought helplessly:
"Who told me to only have this one precious disciple!"
Even the immortal Taiyi Zhenren was reluctant to consume the elixir, but he handed it over to stop his disciple from taking it.
He looked at Yang Jian and sighed softly:
"Regulate your breathing and circulate your energy."
Yang Jian felt the elixir melt instantly upon entering his mouth, and the five elements swirled within his chest, converging into his primordial spirit.
He quickly adjusted his breathing and entered a meditative state to digest this powerful aura.
Master Yu Ding stood to the side, watching his disciple cultivate so diligently with heartache, but in the next instant, he was shocked and exclaimed:
"He, he actually!"
Taiyi Zhenren was also surprised to see that Yang Jian had started to circulate the Eight-Nine Arcane Technique while simultaneously neutralizing the elixir. His five vital energies were full, and his body was visibly robust.
Yang Jian is more talented than Nezha.
Even if Taiyi Zhenren doted on Nezha, it was still obvious.
He had also had Nezha try practicing the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, but Nezha couldn't continue when he reached a similar level to himself. However, Yang Jian seemed to have no bottlenecks.
He glanced at Jade Cauldron Immortal with a wistful look, and said in a slightly sour tone:
"Congratulations, senior brother, you've gained a fine disciple."
Upon hearing these words from his junior brother, who had enslaved him for years, Master Yu Ding involuntarily straightened his back.
I breathed a sigh of relief.
What a fine student he is! He has made his teacher so proud.
Although the master knows nothing, it doesn't stop the disciple from being proficient in everything.
Master Yu Ding's face beamed with joy, and the pride he had been suppressing finally spilled out of his mouth.
He looked at Taiyi Zhenren and waved his hand, saying:
"My apprentice's talent is about half that of his master, which is not bad."
Having said that, Master Yuding couldn't hold back any longer and burst out laughing as he turned his head away.
Back then, he was all alone and envied his fellow disciples, some of whom had outstanding disciples, and others of whom had powerful and influential backgrounds.
Now, his disciple is likely to become the number one disciple of the third generation!
Yang Jian attained enlightenment, and Yu Ding ascended to heaven!
He was still secretly delighted.
Taiyi Zhenren, who was standing to the side, couldn't bear to watch any longer and gently reminded him:
"It's alright, but once he attacks the Heavenly Court, you, as his master, can expect the Jade Emperor to send troops to invite you."
The smile on Master Yuding's face vanished in an instant.
He sank instantly, his face turning dark.
He cursed Taiyi Zhenren a hundred and eighty times in his heart, that fatso, always bringing up the most sensitive topics.
Nezha watched his master and uncle-master argue, and his anxiety grew.
Yang Jiao, are you alright?
……
the other side.
Yang Chan, who was being carried to the Nuwa Palace by the pangolin, woke up at the foot of the mountain.
She opened her eyes to the ever-changing blue sky. She moved her body slightly, her delicate brows furrowing. She was tied up.
Sensing the movement behind him, the pangolin immediately stopped and hurriedly said:
"Miss Yang, don't move, I will untie you right away."
He untied the ropes binding him and turned to Yang Chan's calm face to explain:
"I am a little demon from Nuwa Palace, sent by the goddess Nuwa to rescue you."
"The Goddess Nuwa?"
Yang Chan's brows furrowed even deeper.
He turned around and walked directly in the opposite direction:
"I have no connection with the goddess Nuwa."
But as soon as she took a step, her eyes suddenly went blank.
"How did I grow up?"
At this moment, Yang Chan looked at herself, her height almost the same as her mother's, clearly a grown woman, how could this be...
The red in her eyes was even more intense.
The pangolin hurriedly stopped Yang Chan and said:
"It was your sister who asked the Empress for help, which is why the Empress sent me. You mustn't go and die, or you'll only be letting your sister down."
sister.
The red in Yang Chan's eyes faded a little.
She had no other memories, only that when the very strong heavenly general struck down with his palm, her sister told them not to move.
So, everything was arranged by the older sister for them?
Yang Chan was filled with grief.
He lashed out with his palm in anger, and a dozen trees standing side by side in the forest fell with the sound.
The pangolin was immediately intimidated, and he muttered:
"Isn't Miss Yang... without any magical powers?"
From the moment I started carrying her on my back, I could tell that this Miss Yang was a person without any spiritual cultivation!
But now, even a casual palm strike suggests a high level of cultivation...
Yang Chan took a deep breath, looked up at the sky, and finally whispered:
"Then, I can't let my sister down."
"That's more like it." The pangolin breathed a sigh of relief and hurriedly led Yang Chan straight to the Nuwa Palace: "Miss Yang, be careful with your steps."
Go straight up the stairs.
Yang Chan thought carefully at every step: Are her family members safe?
He also picked some bright yellow wildflowers that were blooming very brightly by the roadside.
She always remembered.
My sister doesn't allow anything yellow to appear in front of her.
The yellow flower was picked and gently tossed onto the steps, and Yang Chan stepped onto it.
Until they entered the Nuwa Palace.
The chill emanating from her grew even stronger.
Even the dog-headed demon kneeling outside the hall, who had secretly glanced at the scene, dared not utter a word and continued to bury its head in its work.
Yang Chan entered the hall, looked at the solemn and dignified statue of Nuwa, and knelt down:
"Yang Chan thanks the Goddess Nuwa for saving her."
She had barely finished speaking.
In the palace of Nuwa, lotus flowers bloom in profusion.
A refreshing, delicate fragrance wafted from the pool.
"smell good."
"The lotus flowers are in bloom! The lotus pond in Nuwa Palace is blooming!"
The demons and common people kneeling outside all witnessed this scene.
Their faces were filled with surprise.
The lotus pond in Nuwa Palace has never bloomed. In the middle of the pond, there is only one pink and white bud, which has stood in the pond for thousands of years, swaying in the wind.
But now, the flowers have bloomed.
Nuwa originally did not want to show herself, but seeing this scene, she could only mean that her sister Yang Jiao was a compassionate person who could make the lotus bloom.
She emerged from the idol.
He glanced at Yang Chan, a hint of suspicion flashing across his face.
"He doesn't seem like someone with a heart for the world..."
Having just experienced a major calamity in her family, Yang Chan was now consumed by the coldest part of her personality; how could she possibly talk about righteousness?
A pair of exquisite shoes came into Yang Chan's view. She looked up and saw a person who looked exactly like a deity. She felt neither sorrow nor joy, nor flattery, but simply bowed respectfully.
"I have met the Goddess Nuwa."
They looked at each other like that.
Nuwa immediately noticed her difference.
Two primordial spirits.
Both of them are her primordial spirits.
The two spirits appear, and the other falls into slumber.
It neither disturbs nor devours.
Nuwa calculated with her fingers for a moment, then sighed.
"Those who defy Heaven perish, those who follow it live."
Unexpectedly, Yang Jiao, this little sister, is not simple either.
If this primordial spirit is left unchecked, she will be a part of the calamity that will affect the three realms thousands of years later.
Moreover, it is the biggest help.
She could calculate the heavens and the earth but not herself. Even the goddess Nuwa could not foresee the momentous event of the change of rulers in the Three Realms. Why were she and those saints not among them?
"Yang Chan, today I bestow upon you a magical treasure. Remember, it requires the power of benevolence to wield. I hope you will heed my words and not allow the Three Realms to be plunged into chaos and suffering."
After Nuwa finished speaking, she glanced westward, looked away, and waved to the lotus pond.
The newly blooming lotus flower flew straight from the pond to the Nuwa Palace.
As soon as it entered the hands of the Goddess Nuwa, it instantly transformed into a pale green jade lotus holding a lamp, a magical artifact.
Yang Chan watched without any desire or interest.
Only when the magical artifact was handed to him did he hear the goddess Nuwa say:
"Today I present you with the Lotus Lantern, hoping that you will protect the people in the future."
Yang Chan reached out and took it.
The moment it touched him, the red in his eyes vanished completely.
Her eyes instantly filled with pity, a single tear fell, and she pressed Nuwa for an answer:
"Your Majesty, please save my family!"