In a corner of the mortal world, at the foot of Yuquan Mountain, there is an inconspicuous small town. The town is currently shrouded in an unprecedented haze.
A plague has plunged countless people into despair.
Yang Jian, at this moment, transformed into an ordinary traveler, dressed in coarse cloth, covered in dust and sweat, exuding an indescribable odor, slowly walking through the depressed and dilapidated streets.
The scenes on both sides of the street are shocking.
People may be huddled in the corner, with haggard faces and eyes that have lost their former glory; or their abdomens may be abnormally bulging, and hunger and disease are intertwined, swallowing up their vitality bit by bit.
The air was filled with the breath of despair, and the occasional faint moan was soon swallowed up by the deathly silence.
What's more, they were exhausted and fell to the ground, which immediately attracted a group of greedy eyes. They quickly gathered around and plundered everything from the deceased, even the clothes.
In this desolate land, survival has become the only rule. Bark, grass, trees, and soil are foods that were once ignored by livestock, but now they have become precious resources that people compete for.
The world seems to have fallen into an abyss of suffering overnight, with despair and lamentation intertwined.
At this moment, a young man with a slightly kind face passed by. He stopped and gave Yang Jian a kind reminder: "You look like a foreigner, so be careful and stay away from those people." , many of those people have been infected with the plague, and once they come into contact, the consequences will be disastrous."
When Yang Jian heard this, a warm current surged in his heart, and he quickly thanked him.
At this moment, not far away, the back door of a large family opened quietly, and a rosy-faced servant came out, holding a newborn black dog in his hand, looking quite disgusted.
He casually discarded the puppy on the ground and left a cold sentence: "The master said that we don't keep idle dogs in the house, but my wife is kind-hearted, so I will give you a way to survive. You can ask for more happiness in the future."
After saying this, he hurriedly closed the door and left.
Nowadays, the disaster situation is serious. The hungry victims have broken down the doors of several large houses and rushed in to steal money, people and food. The consequences are horrific.
Therefore, the treatment of their guards and servants has been getting better and better recently. Basically, they have enough to eat every day, and they are not short of a meal of dog meat.
So the master ordered the little black dog to be thrown out, and he obeyed.
This scene happened to be seen by the young man. His eyes lit up, he quickly took off his clothes, rushed over and caught the little black dog, and then he felt very good.
"Foreigners, come and see me, I'll treat you to dog meat! There's a saying that goes as fast as the dog meat rolls around, even the gods won't be able to stand still." For him, who was so hungry, this was a real meal. A rare delicacy.
Yang Jian slowly approached.
The little black dog's clear eyes were full of helplessness and begging. Even if he was treated roughly, he would only make a weak whimper without any resistance, making him appear to be extremely docile.
What a good dog. Yang Jian sighed secretly in his heart.
"Little brother, how about we make a deal? You give me this puppy. In exchange, I will teach you a way to survive, ensuring that you can be self-sufficient in the future and never have to worry about hunger again." Yang Jian
asked gently.
When Chen Fei heard this, he carefully looked up and down at the stranger in front of him, thinking in his mind.
In this era of famine, every mouthful of food and every ounce of strength are extremely precious. The reason why he is willing to share this extremely delicious and life-saving dog meat is actually because his intuition tells him that this seemingly down-and-out traveler is definitely
Not in the pool.
Although Yang Jian's appearance, with his ragged clothes, covered in dirt, and haggard face, is no different from the refugees around him, his calm and leisurely demeanor is something that they, who are struggling for survival, do not possess.
"Okay! My name is Chen Fei, brother, what is your surname?" Chen Fei readily handed the little black dog to Yang Jian.
There are many opportunities in life that can change your destiny, but in fact the real opportunities are only one or two. If you seize them, you can become a master.
He is willing to take a gamble!
A mysterious smile appeared at the corner of Yang Jian's lips, and his voice was calm and powerful: "Yang Jian!"
Before he finished speaking, he waved his sleeves lightly, and his figure disappeared without a trace in Chen Fei's astonished eyes, leaving only a faint lingering fragrance in the air.
"What the hell, God!?!" Chen Fei was stunned, and then an unprecedented strange feeling came to his heart.
He found that he had a practice method called "Secret Code of Mountain and Sea Qi Training" in his mind, and his body also underwent earth-shaking changes - his strength doubled, as if he had endless energy; what surprised him even more was
Yes, a powerful and warm spiritual power actually condensed in the Dantian.
The most important thing is a prescription to treat the current plague.
Chen Fei immediately grinned and was overjoyed.
The name his parents gave him is really correct, he is really going to take off!
…
In the mountains, Yang Jian gently picked up the young black dog, his eyes full of tenderness and scrutiny.
This little guy was obviously just born. He was petite, with a shiny black body, and his wet little nose and eyes shone with curiosity and dependence on the world.
It kept rubbing against Yang Jian, the tip of its little nose twitching slightly, as if it was trying to remember this warm breath.
After some fun, Yang Jian walked into the depths of the mountain forest and soon brought back a plump rabbit.
He skillfully lit a fire and roasted it carefully, and the aroma was full. Then he sprinkled the rabbit meat with special seasonings, and the rabbit meat became golden and attractive. Yang Jian tore off a rabbit leg without hesitation and handed it to the little black dog.
When the little black dog saw this, its eyes widened, its mouth opened wide, and saliva unconsciously fell from the corners of its mouth, making an excited "woof" sound. However, it did not enjoy the food immediately, but looked down at the ground and then up.
Looking towards the master, his eyes are full of expectation.
When Yang Jian saw this, a warm current surged in his heart. He smiled and gently placed the rabbit leg on the ground.
When the little black dog saw this, he immediately pounced on it and started feasting. But even though he was eating with gusto, he never forgot to look up at his master from time to time, his eyes full of gratitude and attachment.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After a hearty meal, Yang Jian strode forward without saying a word.
When the little black dog saw this, he quickly got up and followed him, but after all, he was young and frail, and his steps staggered. He tried hard to catch up, but could only watch his master's figure gradually go away until he disappeared from sight.
"Woof woof~" the little black dog barked several times anxiously on the spot, with a bit of confusion and confusion in his voice.
It didn't understand why its master left suddenly. Did it do something wrong? But soon, it shook its head again, secretly guessing that maybe its master had something important to do.
After a short pause, the tip of the little black dog's nose twitched slightly again. Relying on its unique aura for its master, it firmly embarked on the path of pursuit.
Step after step, it walked through the forest and crossed the stream, until night fell and the stars dotted the sky. It was exhausted and its limbs were trembling, but it still crawled forward tenaciously, with only one thought in its mind - to find its owner.
This persistence comes from the purest belief deep in the heart, which is the gentle teaching of the mother, echoing in the ears: "The master is everything to them!"
Gradually, the surroundings were shrouded in darkness, and the shrill howls of wolves intertwined with the strange cries of ghosts. The little black dog suddenly became energetic, and the light of hope shone in its tired eyes.
It jumped up suddenly, rushed forward like an arrow from the string, and finally stopped firmly at the feet of its owner.
"Woof!" it barked excitedly, its tail wagging crazily, and it looked up at its owner, its eyes full of joy and gratitude for being reunited.
Yang Jian stretched out his hand and gently picked up the little black dog's neck and pulled it close. The eyes of the man and the dog met again. The little black dog's eyes were still so pure. From time to time, he stretched out his tongue to lick the owner's fingers, but unfortunately it was not enough.
Can't catch it.
In those clear water eyes, Yang Jian saw a lot.
After a moment, a smile appeared on Yang Jian's lips, with an unquestionable majesty in his tone: "From now on, you are my dog, Yang Jian, named Roaring Sky Dog."
After saying this, he took out a bright dragon ball from his arms and placed it in front of Roaring Sky Dog.
Immediately afterwards, the Heavenly Eye opened, with a cold light, and a beam of silver brilliance shot out from the Heavenly Eye, covering the entire body of the Roaring Sky Dog. The little bits of spiritual light on the dragon beads continued to pour into the body of the Roaring Sky Dog.
Along with a burst of strange energy fluctuations, the Roaring Sky Dog's body began to undergo astonishing changes - its size gradually increased, and golden lines loomed on the skin, until it finally transformed into a human form, with the light of wisdom and power shining in its eyes.
During this process, a large number of memories emerged in Xiaotian Quan's mind, the most precious of which were the powerful cultivation techniques - the Dapin Tianxian Jue and the Eight-nine Mysterious Techniques.
It knows very well that this is the supreme opportunity given to it by its master.
When all the dust settled, Yang Jian turned around, facing away from the starry night sky, standing tall and tall, looking proudly at the sky.
The Roaring Sky Dog, dressed in black, knelt on the ground respectfully, with a firm and loyal voice: "The Roaring Sky Dog pays homage to its master and is willing to go through fire and water for his master, even to the point of risking his own life."
…
Above the boundless blue sky, Nezha stepped on the hot wheel shining with flames and light, flying leisurely and contentedly, thinking in his heart that he would go to his master, Taiyi Zhenren, to discuss important matters.
After all, if his recent actions were discovered by the eyes and ears of heaven, his innocent parents might be implicated, which is not what he wants to see.
Just as he was walking in a hurry, with a myriad of thoughts in his mind, his eyes were suddenly attracted by a strange sight in front of him - a small yellow cat with bright fur, floating leisurely among the clouds, holding a seemingly ordinary but strange...
Fishing in the clouds with a fishing rod that exudes a bit of fairy spirit.
Nezha couldn't help but laugh, stepped forward quickly, and asked curiously: "Brother, what are you doing here?"
"Meow~"
[Get ready to go to your house to eat and drink!] The little yellow cat feels confident.
When Nezha heard this, he immediately beat his chest loudly and said loudly: "That's no problem, my father is the commander-in-chief of Chentangguan. There is not much else in the house, but there is a lot of food and seafood.
When I go to see Master and explain the situation to him, we will go back and let my mother prepare a sumptuous meal for us!"
"Meow~" the little yellow cat nodded with satisfaction, jumped directly onto Nezha, crawled in along the clothes, and was ready to find a safe place to sleep.
"Grrrr, bro, it's so itchy~"
…
On the top of Qianyuan Mountain, inside the Golden Light Cave, the door is locked, guarding the tranquility of the practitioners, and an inviolable power of restraint quietly permeates the air.
Nezha, who was standing at the door, had a thought in his mind, and suddenly remembered the instructions given by Master Taiyi before he left last time: "In order to learn a supreme magical power, I will practice in seclusion for seven years. If nothing big happens during this period,
, absolutely don’t bother me!”
But Nezha stood at the door, tilted his head and thought about it, and felt that the problem was not big. He was the only true disciple of the master, and all the treasures were given to him. He was just disturbing him from practicing his magical powers. How could he beat himself to death?
?
At most, the legs will be broken~
Thinking of this, Nezha's smart eyes rolled and he used the fire-pointed spear to easily unlock the door's restrictions.
"Rumble~" The door slowly opened. He put away the fire-tip spear, the Qiankun Circle and the Hot Wheels, and strode into the quiet cave with a bit of unruliness.
The cave has a long ancient charm. The first thing that catches the eye is a lotus pond with rippling blue waves. It is filled with spiritual power and is so beautiful that it seems as if the purest spiritual liquid in the world has gathered here.
Behind the pool, a entrance leads to the depths. The shelves on both sides are full of rare magic weapons and materials, shining with an alluring light.
The little yellow cat slipped out of Nezha's body knowingly, not wanting to disturb the warm moment of master-disciple reunion.
As we all know, he is a cat with high emotional intelligence! He is also highly respected and generally does not take other people’s things.
...
In the deepest part of the deep golden light cave, sitting on a mysterious jade platform is a great practitioner, Taiyi Zhenren.
He has long hair hanging freely without any restraints, like a waterfall in the mountains, flowing freely, showing his unruly attitude. He is wearing a brilliant brocade robe, embroidered with complex and mysterious patterns, as if containing hidden meanings.
The mystery of heaven and earth.
His face is indescribably wild and free, his eyebrows reveal a kind of indifference and calmness after vicissitudes of life, and the corner of his mouth occasionally evokes a smile,
Nezha held his breath and concentrated, slowly approached behind his master, then used his small fist instead of a mallet, gently beat his master's shoulders, and whispered: "Master, master?"
Master Taiyi frowned slightly, then opened his eyes suddenly, slapped his thigh, and said angrily: "Oh, my efforts fell short, my practice was in vain! My practice was in vain!" After saying that, he lifted Nezha up, put it in his arms, and shook it vigorously.
, seems to be venting the dissatisfaction and helplessness in the heart.
"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh," Nezha struggled in Master's arms and cried out.
There was a hint of reproach and pampering in Master Taiyi's tone: "Didn't Master tell you that I will be in seclusion for seven years? Seven years! It's all in vain!" After that, he reluctantly put Nezha back behind him.
, ordered: "Keep beating."
Nezha quickly agreed and his methods were more meticulous and careful.
Master Taiyi closed his eyes and enjoyed it for a moment, then finally asked: "Tell me, why did you come up the mountain again?"
Nezha smiled flatteringly and said, "Master, I'm here to protect you."
