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Chapter 92 Maitreya brings Jin Chanzi, but they run away empty-handed.

Six months have passed.

The thick quilt that Yang Jian was wearing had been replaced by Yang Tianyou, who would often squat beside him and fan him.

He frowned and looked him over:

"Erlang is so tanned..."

After that, Yang Tianyou placed another umbrella next to him.

That night, a violent storm suddenly broke out.

Yao Ji suddenly sat up halfway in bed, listening to the thunder and raindrops outside the window, and the streaks of lightning flashing one after another. A sense of unease crept into her heart.

"It's raining so hard, I'll go and hold an umbrella for Jian'er."

Yang Tianyou blocked the attack with his hand, showing remarkable foresight:

"I already put down the umbrella during the day. You've been working too hard for the two children these days, so please rest."

Hearing that her husband had already placed an umbrella for their youngest son, Yao Ji finally felt relieved, turned and lay down in Yang Tianyou's arms, resting her head against him.

On such a cold, rainy night, being able to keep warm with your loved one can perhaps be considered a kind of happiness in life.

The couple, however, found happiness.

Meanwhile, Yang Jian, outside the training room, was in a terrible predicament.

With a gust of wind, the umbrella that Yang Tianyou had placed was easily blown into the yard.

Then, raindrops, like beans, began to fall on Yang Jian's frail body.

His physical body trembled, and soon a wisp of his primordial spirit floated out.

Having just cultivated his primordial spirit and still within a zhang of his physical body, he could only look around helplessly. As lightning roared and illuminated the entire Yang mansion, he weakly cried out:

"Father? Mother? Erlang is so cold..."

Inside the house separated by a wall, Yang Jiao was protected by a special magic array, making it as warm as spring all year round.

He is comprehending the laws of nature within his divine consciousness.

Silent and invisible, yet omnipresent.

Entering the stage of Refining the Spirit and Returning to Emptiness...

On the other side of Longmen.

The river god yawned as he watched the people and demons still leaping over the dragon gate despite the rain that hadn't subsided.

He had been guarding this place tirelessly for half a year. During that time, Taibai Jinxing, who was invited to descend to earth to keep order, easily drove away the monsters. The holiday was just around the corner.

As a result, a Taoist practitioner leaped over the Dragon Gate, and instantly golden light erupted everywhere.

This made the retreating demons restless, and they were determined to come and have some fun, which led to the first great battle between immortals and demons outside the mouth of the Guanjiang River.

The river god's greatest hobby is collecting things.

A monster fell from the sky.

He dashed over, and before the monster could even catch its breath, he used a spell to transform into a golden demon and a silver demon.

More than a thousand statues have been placed underwater in the rivers under the jurisdiction of the river god.

He was just waiting for the monsters' families to come and redeem them, so he could earn another wave of merit!

The lightning bolts came one after another.

The all-seeing and all-hearing creatures, rooted outside the mouth of the Guanjiang River, gaze longingly at the sky, silently praying:

"Chop me! Chop me! Come and chop me!"

……

Meanwhile, on the other side...

In Nezha's palace.

The rainy season stopped the people who came to offer incense and make prayers, so Nezha jumped out of the statue and ran to the door to stand up straight.

He gestured his height and drew a mark on the door.

Step back again, and look on with anticipation.

Then his face fell.

When I discovered that the height difference was exactly the same as the one left six months ago, I immediately felt like the sky had fallen.

He sat blankly on the threshold, gazing in the direction of Qianyuan Mountain, and let out a sob:

"Master, it seems like I'm not growing any taller..."

In an instant, it felt as if the sky was about to collapse.

"I must be sick!"

Nezha lowered his head and counted the days on his fingers, thinking to himself:

"I still have a year and a half left. I need to finish receiving the incense offerings and leave as soon as possible. I need to find a cultivation method that can make me grow taller and bigger!"

The rain continued for three days before stopping.

A rainbow appeared above Yangjia Village.

The chubby Maitreya Buddha dragged the reluctant-looking Golden Cicada down, then pointed at the rainbow with delight and exclaimed:

"Look, knowing we've come to meet friends, a rainbow has appeared here! What a good omen, truly a matter of fate!"

Jin Chanzi raised his listless eyes, which seemed uninterested in everything, and casually swept them around before scoffing:

You're wrong.

"This is because the air is humid after the rain, and the sun shines on it, and it comes out."

Maitreya's grin froze, and he almost couldn't maintain his smile.

He then pointed to the bustling scene at Longmen and said:

"Look over there. If Guankou weren't a place of outstanding people and abundant resources, why would it be so coveted by humans, demons, and immortals?"

Jin Chanzi looked at Longmen, then at Maitreya, and said incisively:

"It is aspiration, but aspiration is for one's own selfish desires."

...Maitreya's smile faded slightly, and he closed his eyes tightly.

I admonished myself in my heart:

"I am destined to be the foremost leader of the Western Sect. I cannot allow the words of my disciples to cloud my judgment. That would be unwise, unwise."

A qualified cult leader is one who can laugh off everything in the world.

Maitreya's eyes curved even more, and he led Jin Chanzi to the Dragon Gate, bowing to the River God and saying:

"Does Fellow Daoist River God know whether Yang Jiao has emerged from seclusion?"

The river god, seeing that the future leader of the Western Religion had arrived again, waved his hand knowingly:

"No, it's still a long way off. Why don't you come back in six months?"

This person comes twice a month.

The river god went from being terrified and welcoming them to becoming numb.

He would come to ask Yang Jiao every time, and every time he would leave disappointed, yet he would still manage to smile.

Maitreya nodded with a smile and replied:

"Then I will come again next month."

Jin Chanzi chuckled again, raising an eyebrow as he looked at the rainbow and said:

"Rainbow? A good omen? Superstition!"

Having said that, he took a long stride and passed the chubby Maitreya, heading west.