"Since when did my Erlang Temple become so lively?"
After Yang Jian entered the door, he squinted his eyes and glanced at the gods in the room.
Then he straightened his clothes and prepared to salute several gods.
He saw a figure flash in front of him, and the two immortals Fengtian Shou Sheng Zhenjun and Ziyun Shengsheng had already arrived in front of him.
The two gods grabbed Yang Jian at the same time and said almost in unison:
"Zhenjun, what are you doing?
We have been immortals in the same palace for thousands of years, so don’t scare us both."
The status of these two gods is no different from that of Yang Jian before. Although Yang Erlang is no longer a god, no one dares to underestimate them.
The Xiaoyao Immortal and Niu Geng Immortal next to me were too low in rank, so they could only giggle on the side. They were not even qualified to come over to help.
The Fengtian Guardian Saint True Monarch—Zhao Jianghe smiled, pulled Yang Jian aside, and said:
"I'm just waiting for you, Zhenjun. All the guests are here, but you, the host, are late.
When His Highness’s wedding banquet comes, Zhenjun, you will punish yourself with three cups of wine.”
When Zhao Jianghe said polite words, the third princess walked quietly behind Mrs. Muyun.
After whispering a few words in the ear of the god she worshiped, Mrs. Muyun calmly looked back at her immortal prince after hearing it. After seeing the third princess nodding slightly towards her, she then He turned around and smiled at Yang Jian and said:
"Zhenjun, you are amazing
I heard Third Girl say, have you found the Jinyun Tablet that wandered into the world seven hundred years ago?
That was a treasure that His Majesty the Heavenly Emperor accidentally lost in the East China Sea when he was canonizing the Sixteen Immortals of Heavenly Travel.
I have been searching for seven hundred years but still haven't found it. Unexpectedly, I was finally found by you, Zhenjun.
His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven himself promised that one day, if anyone can bring back the Jinyun Card, mortals will instantly become immortals, and gods will be promoted to a higher level of immortality."
When Mrs. Mu Yun was talking, Zhao Jianghe on the other side looked a little embarrassed. It looked like he wanted to say something, but for some unknown reason, he couldn't say the words when he reached his lips.
At this time, Niu Mo saw my doubts. He walked behind me and whispered in my ear:
"This time Zhao Jianghe came down to earth to look for the Jinyun Tablet for His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven.
It’s okay now, Yang Jian has found the Jinyun Brand, so his efforts here will be in vain.”
Only then did I understand, but Yang Jian is too capable, right?
A few hours ago, I was scaring me in a hospital thousands of miles away. I never expected that in such a short period of time, I would accomplish such a great feat.
Yang Jian smiled slightly and said to his former colleagues in front of him:
"I'm also lucky.
I heard that the dragon that once appeared in the East China Sea seven hundred years ago appeared again recently.
I bet on whether the Jinyun card was swallowed by that beast, but I didn't expect that I won the bet.
What’s even more unexpected is that in addition to the Jinyun brand, I also found this in Jiaolong’s belly.”
While speaking, Yang Erlang turned back and nodded to a steward standing at the door.
The steward immediately trotted to Yang Jian's side, took off his personal backpack, and handed it to Yang Erlang with careful hands.
After Yang Jian got the backpack, he took out two brocade boxes, one large and one small.
He first opened the small brocade box, revealing a cloud tablet that shone with the light of the sunset.
Then Yang Jian opened the larger brocade box next to it. The moment the box was opened, the entire room was enveloped in the colorful light from inside.
I covered my eyes with my palms, and it took me a moment to get used to the light.
Only then did I realize that the faces of the four gods and goddesses in the room all had incredible expressions.
Zhao Jianghe's upper and lower lips were trembling, and he was so shocked that he couldn't speak.
Another Mrs. Muyun couldn't help but reach out to grab the light in the brocade box. Just before the goddess was about to touch the light, Yang Jian coughed, which made Mrs. Muyun wake up.
Seeing that even the cow was stunned by the light in the brocade box, he forgot to introduce to me what was in the brocade box.
After I coughed, I said to myself:
"This looks like an incredible treasure. At least it is the magical kitchen utensil Yongling Knife of the Chinese young master.
Haven’t you seen Little Master of China? It’s also such a swishing and shining baby.”
Mrs. Muyun smiled slightly and said:
"Your Highness is joking, but there is indeed an incredible treasure in the brocade box.
Inside is a piece of dragon breath that came out of the mouth of the ancestral dragon when it ascended to heaven thousands of years ago.
Dragon Breath is invisible and can only appear in the form of light.
If ordinary little gods refine dragon breath, their magic will reach the realm of great supernatural powers."
Before the goddess finished speaking, I interrupted and said:
"What about gods like you and Fengtian Shou Sheng Zhenjun who have reached the realm of great supernatural powers?
Will he directly reach the realm of the Emperor of Heaven?"
After I said this, the expressions on the faces of Zhao Jianghe, Mrs. Mu Yun and Yang Jian changed.
The goddess smiled awkwardly, glanced at Yang Jian and Zhao Jianghe beside her, and said to me:
"Your Highness is joking again,
Although dragon's breath can improve the realm of immortal magic, the law of heaven stipulates that immortals are not allowed to hide dragon's breath secretly.
Regardless of whether they are great or ordinary gods, they must go to heaven as soon as possible after receiving the dragon's breath. The dragon's breath must be presented to His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven."
At the end of the conversation, Mrs. Mu Yun glanced at Yang Jian intentionally or unintentionally.
But since he could show the dragon's breath in front of the four gods, Yang Jian must have burned incense and made an offering to heaven when he found the dragon's breath.
Yang Jian closed the brocade box, put it into his backpack, and handed it to his steward.
Then he turned back to me and the four gods and said:
"It's because the Jinyun card is stuck in the dragon's breath, so I haven't been able to find its breath for so many years.
I have asked Fairy Feiyun to go to heaven, and soon, His Majesty the Emperor of Heaven will send an immortal down to take away these two treasures."
Yang Jian's words were expected, but the faces of the four gods still looked somewhat depressed.
At this time, a young Taoist priest quickly walked up to the steward who was looking at Yang Jian's backpack.
Whispered something in his ear.
The steward frowned slightly, pushed the little Taoist away and said:
"What do you mean by hiding your head and tail like this?
The master and several gods are here, and there is no need to speak out loudly about what happened behind anyone's back."
The little Taoist priest knelt on the ground with a plop, lowered his head and said:
"Monk Wu Jun has arrived at the foot of the mountain. He said he came to congratulate His Highness Shen Lian.
Wu Jun does not have the rank of immortal now, and he is not considered a monk, so I don’t know what level he will be received at."
"According to the reception of the top casual cultivators in the secular world - half a level higher than the casual cultivators, and half a level lower than the gods."