After defeating the image of the immortal, Yang Jian returned the spear in his hand to Captain Dragon Soul.
However, the captain of Dragon Soul did not take it over, but looked at Yang Jian in a daze, as if Yang Jian suddenly turned into a monster with seven hands and eight feet. When Yang Jian called him several times, the captain of Dragon Soul was as dreamy as a dream
Stand up as if you were awake.
Although the others in Dragon Soul were not so surprised, they were not much better either.
After a while, the weasel walked into the master bedroom of the cave, looking at the surroundings as if a country bumpkin had entered the city and said, "I didn't dream, right? Yang Jian really defeated an immortal just now? And it was easy to solve it, it was unscientific."
Yang Jian naturally understood that this was the weasel's eyes that doubted his own, and then doubted his life.
How powerful the image of the immortal just now was, they all saw it. Yang Jian’s hard battle with the image of the immortal also left a very powerful impression in their hearts. But in the blink of an eye, this extremely powerful image of the immortal was taken with weapons.
Yang Jian killed him in seconds.
The strong contrast made the weasel feel that everything was not real.
But the battle traces in the master bedroom proved that everything was true.
Yang Jian said helplessly: "Don't be stupid. The opponent can only be regarded as the clone left by the immortal back then. It's not the immortal who fought with me personally. What's the point of defeating him? Even if the true body of the immortal who came back then, as long as his realm is not comparable.
I'm tall, I can beat him."
Yang Jian said it casually, not thinking that there is something worth boasting about such a thing.
Because this is the fact.
However, the Dragon Soul people don't seem to think so.
As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, the weasel suddenly jumped over like a kangaroo, pressed his hands on Yang Jian's shoulders and said, "Yang Jian, do you know what you are talking about? That's an immortal! An extremely powerful immortal! You don't think it will be better to defeat such a terrifying existence.
Are you happy?"
Hao Jian also walked up and said, "Yang Jian, have you never read any books like "The Legend of the Gods" or "Journey to the West"? How terrible the immortals in it are, as long as they are willing, they can completely destroy the world.
And you have defeated such a terrifying existence now!"
Yang Jian frowned slightly, feeling that the concepts of weasels and Hao Jian were problematic.
Although the immortals are powerful, it is completely reasonable for people with weak strength to have some respect for people with strong strength to have some respect, but the awe of the immortals and Hao Jian have reached the point of worshipping them, which is not a good phenomenon. When they think that the immortals are absolutely powerful, they cannot
When transcending, it may limit their future.
Yang Jian corrected seriously: "Your ideas are best changed. It is appropriate to respect the strong, but the strong are used to transcend, not to worship. Pay attention to our Chinese myths and how many mortals are there."
To become an immortal through cultivation? Our ancestors have been reminding us to surpass our ancestors."
The weasel and Hao Jian were stunned for a moment, as if they could not digest it for a while.
The captain of Dragon Soul added Yang Jian's words: "Yang Jian is right. Only when he is strong and surpasses the so-called immortals is truly powerful. It is unreliable to rely on others. Instead of praying to God and worshiping Buddha at a dangerous moment,
It’s better to make a bright world by yourself, our dragon soul has always done this.”
The weasel, Hao Jian, and Huo'er all nodded, thinking about something.
At this moment, the captain of Longhun motivated Longhun and said, "This is the real mentality of a strong man. It is because of this mentality that Yang Jian can surpass us at a young age. If you can also give him
Study, I, the captain, can retire.”
Yang Jian immediately smiled bitterly.
The captain of Dragon Soul finally burned the fire to him.
Yang Jian quickly changed the topic and said, "Don't talk about these messy things, you have a piece of ginseng on your body. It's best to absorb the ginseng's medicinal power as soon as possible. Otherwise, the ginseng's medicinal power will gradually weaken with the passage of time."
The Dragon Soul seemed to remember the ginseng and took out the ginseng and took it out and took it to take a look.
As Yang Jian said, spiritual energy continues to spread out from ginseng, although it is not fast.
Everyone should have felt it too.
The captain of Dragon Soul said in a panic: "Don't waste your time, hurry back to China and take ginseng."
With the command of the captain of Longhun, everyone in Longhun hurriedly walked out.
While following them, Yang Jian handed over the martial arts left by the immortal to Captain Dragon Soul.
When Captain Dragon Soul looked over in confusion, Yang Jian said calmly: "This is the ancient martial arts practice technique left by the immortal back then. I have seen it. It is indeed a very high-quality technique. Even in this Dharma-Ending Age
On earth, you can also practice to the innate realm above, so take it with you dragon soul.”
"Don't you need it?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Do you think I need it? It is because I have better martial arts that I give it to you. No matter what, as long as I practice far away from the world, this martial art can create a large number of masters,
It can be regarded as fulfilling the wish of the immortal back then."
In fact, if Dragon Soul was a private organization, Yang Jian would definitely not hand over the martial arts.
When private people control too strong power, they must want to gain greater power, and what follows is war and disputes. However, Yang Jian and Dragon Soul have known each other for a while, and Yang Jian knows that they will not be able to do so because of power.
Forget your original intention.
The captain of Dragon Soul accepted the exercise and said solemnly: "Thank you, on behalf of Dragon Soul, I am on behalf of more than one billion compatriots in China, thank you, although they may not be willing to be represented by me."
Yang Jian waved his hand indifferently, left the cave, put the statue of the immortal back to his original position, and then flew back to his country with the Dragon Soul and others.
After the Dragon Soul returned to China, they naturally had to go to work, study the exercises, and take ginseng.
Yang Jian didn't talk much nonsense with them and went home alone.
On the way home, Yang Jian thought about the future and was a little hesitant. He didn't know which way he should choose. Obviously, as long as he took the Xuandao Spirit Pill, Yang Jian could immediately use the Zuxing to ascend to the immortal world.
But what should I do, Huangfu Qingyue, Li Mengxue, and Mr. Yang?
Just leave them alone?
After thinking for a long time, Yang Jian finally said resolutely: "I don't think so much. Go back and ask them later. If they are willing to leave this world, I will help them. If they are not willing, I will go to the fairy world to wait for them.
It will be better to ascend in the future, and it is not wise to stay at Zuxing for them."
After making up his mind, Yang Jian involuntarily accelerated his pace.
When Yang Jian returned to his home, he saw a car parked in front of his home at a glance, which was Li Mengxue's car!