After the jasper box was opened, rich spiritual energy suddenly overflowed from it.
When the rich spiritual energy drifted around, although the Dragon Soul people were two or three meters away from the Jade Box, and as Chinese martial arts practitioners, they were definitely not as easy to feel the existence of spiritual energy as Yang Jian, but they still looked comfortable.
Judging from their current appearance, it was like a tired person taking a hot spring bath.
The captain of Dragon Soul took a deep breath and said, "Evil, is the effect of ginseng really so good?"
The weasel said with a covetous look: "Captain, aren't you going back and selling the box and exchanging some funds for our Dragon Soul? Why don't you dial it out from it and buy ginseng for us as food? It won't take long to go, our Dragon Soul will be the strongest."
"Go on the side!"
The captain of Dragon Soul said angrily: "If ordinary ginseng also had this effect, we, the Chinese masters, would have run around the ground, and there were many great gods. I am sure that the ginseng in that box must be of great significance, otherwise the people in Purgatory would not have specially used a jade box to pack it."
Yang Jian ignored the Dragon Soul and cut off a quarter of the ginseng and swallowed it into his stomach.
Of course, although one quarter doesn’t seem to be much, with Yang Jian’s current strength, one quarter is almost the limit to being able to bear. After swallowing the ginseng into his stomach, Yang Jian immediately felt a heat rising from his lower abdomen.
The impact of the spiritual energy made him feel like he was expanding like a balloon, almost bursting.
Yang Jian immediately practiced cross-legged.
The weasel looked at Yang Jian and said with a strange look: "Captain, Yang Jian is already a master of the innate realm, right? It seems to correspond to the realm of the spiritual realm of the national martial arts system. If he breaks through again, will he become the youngest master of the Gangjin realm in history?"
Captain Dragon Soul corrected: "No, he is now the youngest innate realm master in history, at least in the history we can find. By the time he makes a breakthrough, he will become the youngest in the realm master in history."
The weasel half-squatted beside Captain Dragon Soul and said dejectedly: "People can die if they compare themselves, and goods can be thrown away. I understand this sentence. Everyone is human. Why is there such a big gap between us? I have the current strength and I thought I was already a genius."
Hao Jian and Huo'er looked at the weasel with sympathy.
The captain of Dragon Soul pondered for a moment and said, "Or you can think of this, you are indeed a genius, but a genius among humans. We humans are just comparing with other humans. Is it necessary to compare with non-humans?"
About half an hour later, Yang Jian's whole body was shocked and his momentum suddenly increased.
He slowly opened his eyes, and two sharp lights suddenly pierced on the ground like steel needles.
When Yang Jian came down just now, he wiped a handful of it on the ground, but there was no dust at all. It was basically certain that the ground here was also tampered with by immortals. But even so, Yang Jian's sharp light still left two small holes on the ground.
Yang Jian stood up, felt his power silently, and found that he had broken through to the realm of escape from the mortal world, that is, the realm of Gangjin in the national martial arts system.
The captain of Dragon Soul obviously saw this.
He said with a complicated expression: "Oh, I am already a decades old, and my strength is still lingering between Huajin and Gangjin. You have already broken through to the realm of mortal enlightenment at the age of twenty. What should you ask me to say? In short, congratulations."
The weasel suddenly interrupted and said, "Captain, didn't you say not to compare with non-humans?"
"You're just talking too much!"
In fact, when refining the medicinal power of ginseng, Yang Jian heard more or less the conversation between Captain Dragon Soul and the weasel, so he didn't even have the interest to interrupt. Perhaps in the eyes of Dragon Soul, Yang Jian's breakthrough to the realm of mortal enlightenment was already amazing.
But Yang Jian didn't think so.
Compared with his real strength, the mere Gangjin realm is not worth mentioning at all. Now Yang Jian is like a dry pond, and all he lacks is energy. As long as there is enough water injected into him, he can even ascend to the fairy world directly.
It’s just that there is obviously no need to explain this kind of thing.
Yang Jian walked to the cave again.
Dragon Soul everyone looked at Yang Jian and couldn't help but hold their breath.
Yang Jian first put his fist to his waist, then kicked the ground suddenly, turned his span, and punched him out with all his strength.
Just like before, Yang Jian's fist had just approached the cave, and the soft light curtain appeared out of thin air, slowing down Yang Jian's fist. However, the light curtain resisted Yang Jian for less than two seconds, and it was broken like glass.
Just like what Yang Jian expected, the power of breaking away from the mortal realm was completely enough to break the ban.
The captain of Dragon Soul said in shock: "Success? Are you really successful? This is the ban left by the immortals back then, and it can be broken by you. If the immortals back then knew about it, they would probably be ashamed to find a crack in the ground to get into it."
Yang Jian thought helplessly: "If he knew that he had worked so much to succeed, he would probably die of happiness."
Yang Jian did not express his true thoughts, and turned around and pointed at the ginseng in the jade box and said, "There are three-quarters left. You four are separated. Although I don't know if it can improve the strength of the masters of national martial arts and psychics, it is certain that it will be beneficial to your health."
As he was talking, Yang Jian also helped them divide the ginseng into four parts to avoid unnecessary disputes.
After they all got their ginseng, Yang Jian pushed open the door of the cave and signaled that the Dragon Soul everyone could follow.
After entering the cave, Yang Jian wanted to familiarize himself with the environment inside and look around casually. However, before he could see the situation clearly, he felt a "boom" in his head, and at the same time, a very strong sense of dizziness came.
At this moment, Yang Jianzhen doubted whether his head was hit by ten masters in the Gangjin realm at the same time.
He tried to hold his eyes up, but he felt the whole world spinning.
At the same time, Yang Jian heard a vicissitudes of voice and said, "I have finally come in after so many years. Congratulations, you will get a chance to become an immortal. But after getting what I left behind, I hope you can help me with a little favor."
As Yang Jian listened, he felt that the person's voice was very strange.
If he was really from Yang Jian's era, he would probably be just an unknown person.
However, what Yang Jian couldn't understand was that this person was a strong man after all, and he should know that the coming of the Dharma-Ending Age. What reason did he have to entrust a descendant of the Dharma-Ending Age to help him? Isn't it more practical for him to ask for help from someone in his era?
After all, there must be more strong people in that era.
Yang Jian continued to listen, but heard the man sigh and said, "I'm talking too much now, and you don't understand. You can find what I left in the cave first."