Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 115 Primordial Six Meridians Sword

Snapped!Snapped!Snapped!
Inside the Zhenjun Temple's prison, only the sound of whips lashing flesh remained.

Yu Ding was deep in thought, pondering what kind of person was standing behind this demon king.

Because this may be what they are about to face.

Both celestial beings were his subordinates, so it goes without saying that the opponent's strength was definitely above that of a celestial being.

Above the Celestial Immortals... that is the Golden Immortal.

The problem isn't too big if it's a Golden Immortal, but of course, it could also be... a Great Luo Golden Immortal!
Upon hearing these four words, Yu Ding's heart sank.

Actually, he had seen not only Great Luo Golden Immortals, but even Saints at the Hunyuan Great Luo Golden Immortal level, so it wouldn't frighten him.

He had met several Grand Luo Golden Immortals, but he had never seen one fight.

The battle between Yang Jian and Yuan Hong, both at the Celestial Immortal level, caused the heavens and earth to change color and the sun and moon to lose their light. This was even with the prehistoric world being extremely stable.

The scene of a Golden Immortal or a Great Luo Golden Immortal taking action...

Perhaps we will see it soon, after all, the Investiture of the Gods was full of battles between Great Luo Golden Immortals.

If things had progressed as originally planned, and a war between saints had broken out in the end, it would have been a catastrophe that would have been devastating for the world.

Yu Ding made no move, but Yang Jian, as the master of this place, could not just sit there idly.

After a moment's thought, he got up and went outside the Zhenjun Temple. He drew circles with both hands and circulated his profound energy. Immortal light shone and sank outwards, transforming into a huge light curtain that covered the entire temple.

Yang Jian stared at the light screen, his expression still unwavering.

Yu Ding and Yun Hua's reactions and statements made him take them seriously.

Although he knew that this small barrier might not be able to stop the other party, it at least made him feel a little more at ease.

A burning flame arrived silently, hanging above the Zhenjun Temple like a small sun looking down on the world, scorching the surrounding void and distorting it.

"Xiao Jier!"

It naturally looked down on a small barrier, and it couldn't stop its progress.

Yu Ding was still pondering when suddenly his expression changed, and he turned to look around.

The jailers were still vigorously whipping Qingfeng.

Everything seems exactly the same as before...

But Yu Ding's expression darkened; things were different after all.

Without a sound, he discovered that the cell had suddenly become isolated from the outside world, and he could no longer sense the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, losing all connection with the universe.

If the Zhenjun Temple is like a watermelon, then this prison is like something that has been cut off of the watermelon.

The backyard of Zhenjun Temple.

"Mother, protect Third Sister and don't let her come out..."

As Yang Jian was speaking, he suddenly looked up and stared sharply in the direction of the prison, his expression changing drastically. He then went outside the courtyard with a grim face.

The prison vanished from his perception in an instant, as if it had been severed from the world by someone with great supernatural power.

"This is not a power possessed by a celestial being..."

Yunhua frowned and said, "I've heard that Golden Immortals can influence the operation of the surrounding world with their own cultivation, forming a domain-like existence."

"So, it's a Golden Immortal who has arrived?" Yang Jian asked.

Yunhua shook his head and said, "This is not a Golden Immortal's domain; it is a piece of heaven and earth that has been cut off by supernatural powers."

"Great Golden Immortal..." The mother and son exchanged a glance, and four words came to mind.

"But Fellow Daoist Nangong is still in prison..."

Yang Jian suddenly said urgently, "That Black-and-White Gentleman is thorough in his work and has extraordinary insight, which I greatly admire."

What's more, I helped him a lot this time.

Therefore, he planned to recruit him into his ranks after this matter, become sworn brothers, and work together to protect the peace of the people in the region.

"The newcomer's strength and supernatural abilities are superior to ours, yet he did not make a move, but only took Qingfeng away."

Yunhua paused for a moment and said, "He probably did this for three reasons. First, he knows your background and doesn't want to be our enemy. Second, he's using his supernatural powers to warn us. Third, he's trying to save you."

Yang Jian:"……"

After a pause, Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "No matter who you are, I can let bygones be bygones this time for your scheming against me, but if you dare to harm even one person from my Zhenjun Temple... I, Yang Jian, will not let this go."

After a long while,

But there was no response from heaven and earth for a long time.

The other party ignored him... Yang Jian clenched his fists and his face became increasingly ugly. Fellow Daoist Nangong, don't worry, you are in danger because of me.

If anything happens to you, I, Yang Jian, will do everything I can to ask my master and senior uncles to come out of seclusion and seek justice for you.

……

"stop!"

A voice then rang out from inside the prison.

Yu Ding then saw that there was no fluctuation of magical power after the sound ended.
But the two jailers who were whipping Qingfeng stopped as if someone had pressed the freeze button, and a look of surprise appeared in Qingfeng's eyes, who had been marked with a talisman.

The void twisted, and a burning flame spun, transforming into an ordinary-looking Taoist priest.

"What a trick!"

Yu Ding said in a deep voice.

His words that made the jailer stop were somewhat like a supernatural power where words become law.

The golden-robed Taoist remained silent, simply waving his hand to remove the talisman from Qingfeng's forehead with two fingers. He glanced at it and smiled.
"How can Yang Jian, at such a young age, be so mature in his work?"

Wow!

A flame ignited.
The talisman was burned completely.

"No, my lord, it was this guy who did it. He's the one who jumped in halfway and ruined our plans." Qingfeng glared fiercely at Yuding.

"Oh?" The golden-robed Taoist glanced at the jade cauldron.

Yu Ding shook his head and sighed, "As expected, you have a huge group behind you, but I didn't expect to provoke such a powerful expert as you. It was a miscalculation."

"You know about our plan?"

A murderous glint flashed in the golden-robed Taoist's eyes. At the same time, he raised his hand and gently shattered the magical chains on Qingfeng's shoulders with two fingers, completely unsealing this celestial-level demon king.

Qingfeng said in a deep voice, "My lord, this fellow somehow found out that we are plotting against Yuan Hong..."

"I didn't, you're talking nonsense..." Yu Ding said calmly, "Didn't you tell us that?"

"You are talking nonsense."

Qingfeng said to the jade cauldron with murderous intent:

"You bastard, you caused my brother Chi Li's death. Today you have received your retribution. It is truly the cycle of karma. No matter how eloquent you are, I will make you pay with your life!"

"Before I die, can you grant me one request?" Yu Ding asked in terror.

Qingfeng frowned: "Speak!"

"Let me go... that's definitely not realistic. Then can you tell me who you are so I can die knowing the truth?" Yu Ding asked expectantly.

Qingfeng glanced at the golden-robed Taoist beside her, who was staring at the jade cauldron, lost in thought and silent.

Suddenly, his expression changed drastically, and he raised his palm, the golden light surging as it struck the jade cauldron.

Click!

Yu Ding's body suddenly shattered into countless points of light and vanished on the spot.

"Clone?"

Qingfeng looked bewildered: "When?"

This guy has been right in front of him the whole time. When did he switch from his clone to his real body? And where is his real body?
"Something's fishy here. We shouldn't stay any longer. Let's get out of here!"

The golden-robed Taoist said in a deep voice.

This clone technique is quite ingenious; even he didn't notice it for a moment... Although he is also a clone, his level of understanding and perspective are completely different.

He noticed that the guy, seemingly panicked, was actually trying to get information indirectly, which made him suspicious. Upon closer inspection...

He and Qingfeng disappeared from their original spot, and when they reappeared, they were in a sky, and the prison that he had casually severed was returned to the world.

Just as they came out,

The golden-robed Taoist felt a sudden, alarming omens.

On the ground, there is a mountain peak.

The jade tripod was as small as an ant, but it smiled at them and made a friendly gesture without hesitation.

Raise your middle finger!

The Six Divine Swords of the Primordial Era—Zhongchong Sword!

This golden-robed Taoist is too strong. He has no way to fight against him except for this. The other party's realm is far higher than his. He cannot hesitate for even the slightest bit.

Otherwise, he is dead.

A dazzling sword light, radiating chaotic energy and carrying an aura of destruction, appeared from his fingertips!
As soon as the sword energy appeared, the world suddenly lost its color, shaking the Southern Continent. A fierce wind arose, dark clouds gathered, and only a sword light remained between heaven and earth.

"damn it……"

The two men felt their scalps tingle under the sword light and, unable to save themselves, revealed their true forms to escape.

Boo!
The golden-robed Taoist transformed into a crimson-gold divine bird, its body wreathed in flames. With a flap of its wings, it streaked across the sky like a rainbow and disappeared into the distance.

pity!

Useless!
The sword light had already locked onto them, and in the instant it flew out, it traversed endless space and time, appearing behind them like a great sun shining in all directions.

All darkness and ice melt away in the light!

then……

The sword light continued its relentless advance, sweeping away towering, majestic mountains that seemed to reach into the clouds. The distant sky and clouds were split in two, revealing the azure horizon.

At first glance, it looks as if the heavens and earth have been cut in two.

Yu Ding looked down at his middle finger, then at the sky, and was suddenly shaken.

That folk song is true:

"Slaying immortals brings profit, killing immortals brings death, and trapping immortals brings forth red light everywhere."

The changes of the immortals are endless and wonderful, and the clothes of the great gods are stained with blood. "

Yu Ding murmured softly, his eyes flashing, then looked up at the sky and pondered. He had just wanted to try and get some information out of the other party.

However, as the old saying goes, a wise man does not stand under a crumbling wall, and in this dangerous world, he would not personally take the risk.

Unfortunately, the other party wasn't as stupid as portrayed on TV. He didn't get any useful information from the other party, and the Taoist's words became law, arbitrarily separating the microcosm from the macrocosm... These were all quite powerful supernatural abilities.

This is no longer a match for a Golden Immortal; it has likely reached the realm of a Great Luo Golden Immortal.

"A golden...bird...a golden crow?"

This can be considered a clue, and both celestial beings are powerful demons... demons?
Yu Ding frowned. He had read many ancient books and knew that the current demon race could be described as fragmented and disorganized.

The Golden Crows were the supreme royal family of the ancient Demon Court. Both the emperor and the king were Golden Crows, and the Demon Court they established ruled over all directions.

Without the checks and balances of the Wu tribe, the demon race would truly rule the primordial world.

Yu Ding's eyes flashed. But how could he possibly finish his scheme by killing just one of his disciples' clones?

Yu Ding was an honest man who loved peace and had no ambition. He usually enjoyed reading and living a carefree life. He never did anything immoral or immoral and only wanted to return to the peak of immortality.

The disciples he taught were all very filial, honest, obedient, and morally upright children, even though they caused a great disturbance in the Heavenly Palace...

But they were all forced into this situation, cough cough, it's understandable.

To scheme against his apprentice... isn't that bullying an honest person?

Master Yu Ding was very angry, and the consequences were severe.

Then, two long rainbows appeared in an instant, transforming into Yang Jian and Yun Hua, who looked around.

Yang Jian, however, had sharp eyes. He saw the jade cauldron and exclaimed with delight, "Fellow Immortal Nangong, are you alright?"

Yu Ding nodded, looking as if he had just survived a calamity.

"What just happened here? That sword energy..."

As Yang Jian spoke, he glanced at the jade cauldron with some suspicion. When he sensed the movement and opened his Heavenly Eye, he saw a shocking sword light sweep away the enemy.

However, it was not seen who posted it.

Is this fellow Daoist Nangong before him...? Yang Jian had some doubts.
"That sword energy...it's him, it's him, it's definitely him,"

Yunhua murmured, "The Heavenly Sword is Nameless!"

"Heavenly Sword Nameless?"

Yu Ding quickly changed the subject: "Was that senior just now?"

He didn't plan to stay here long. After helping his disciple resolve the trouble, he still needed to log into his Jade Cauldron Immortal account to investigate.

Yang Jian asked in surprise, "You know him?"

Yu Ding looked longingly at him: "Who among those who cultivate swords doesn't know that he is a role model for us all!" "Let's not talk about that for now, Brother Nangong, I have something I want to say to you," Yang Jian said.

"What are you saying..." Yu Ding asked in surprise, "Please speak, True Lord."

"Brother Nangong, your life of wandering the world with your sword may be carefree, but it is not a long-term solution."

Yang Jian's eyes shone as he clasped his hands in a fist and said, "I will never forget your kindness in helping me this time. If you do not reject me, I am willing to become sworn brothers with Brother Nangong and acknowledge you as my elder brother."

From now on, we will share both good times and bad, and together we will stand guard at the mouth of the Guanjiang River to protect the people of this region. What do you say?

Logically speaking, given his current status, he is far superior to an unknown sword immortal; to acknowledge him as one's elder brother would be beneath one's dignity.

However, in just two days, he was truly impressed by the sword immortal's way of doing things. In addition, Yang Jian was indeed not very old, only about twenty years old, so it was not shameful for him to become the sword immortal's brother.

He is still young, and even if he is very careful, he is bound to make mistakes. Wouldn't it be like adding wings to a tiger if he had someone to help him?

Making him the elder brother demonstrates my sincerity, doesn't it?

"Sworn brothers...?" Yu Ding was stunned.

Seeing his apprentice looking at him expectantly, Yu Ding immediately felt a headache coming on.

You unfilial disciple, are you so eager to be on equal footing with your master?

Yu Ding looked at Yun Hua for help, but Yun Hua's eyes were still shining as she tried to comprehend the aftershocks of that sword energy.

"Cough cough cough, True Lord, you flatter me. I, a rogue cultivator, should not refuse."

Yu Ding decisively and ruthlessly dissuaded his disciple from discussing things separately, and deliberately smiled bitterly:

"But I've always been a free spirit, and you, True Lord, are of noble birth. How could I dare to be your elder brother? A gentleman's friendship is best kept as pure as water..."

"True Lord! True Lord!"

Just then, a grass-root deity arrived quickly, leading a spirit official who shouted:
"The Peach Banquet has begun, and the angels have come to invite you to the feast!"

Angel… Yu Ding’s lips twitched.

However, the angels here are not the little sisters with wings from my memory, but rather messengers sent by the Heavenly Court.

"Alright, since Brother Nangong has said so, then Yang Jian will not insist."

Yang Jian said with some regret: "Brother Nangong helped me this time. I saw that Brother Nangong also cultivates the sword, which happens to be the case since my master's swordsmanship is superb."

"How about I write a letter recommending Brother Nangong to study under my master for a while? That would be a way to express my gratitude to Brother Nangong."

"I can teach myself, can I...?" Yu Ding glanced at him: "Don't you know who True Lord's master is?"

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment and said, "Well... it's not that I don't want to tell you, it's just that my master has a rule."

"What rules?"

"We are not allowed to mention his name outside, but Brother Nangong will know who he is when he goes there," Yang Jian said.

Yu Ding nodded in satisfaction.

It seems that Yang Jian has not forgotten this instruction.

If others guess, that's their business, but as long as Yu Ding doesn't admit it... Yu Ding has never taught any disciples.

"Then I'll trouble you. By the way, may I take a look at True Lord's weapon?" Yu Ding said, as there were some things he needed to explain.

Yang Jian did not refuse. He conjured up the Three-Pointed Knife and handed it to Yu Ding, while he began writing a letter of recommendation.

Yu Ding then gave the three-headed dragon some instructions, such as not to reveal his true identity, and told Yang Jian to be careful and to deal with the matter of the dragon's lustful nature later.

"The green hills remain unchanged, the clear waters flow on forever, farewell!"

Finally, after bowing to Yang Jian, Yu Ding transformed into a beam of sword light and soared into the sky.

"The sword and the man are one; Brother Nangong's swordsmanship is quite impressive!"

Yang Jian shook his head and sighed.

……

Volcanic cluster, inside an ancient cave.

This is also a small world.

"what……"

First came a scream of agony, then those golden eyes opened again, their aura somewhat weakened, and the flames within the ancient cave surged forth, flashing with fury:

"The sword energy of the Immortal Slayer Sect...?"
"Great, that's excellent!"

……

Inside the Zhenjun Temple.

One woman after another was escorted out of the temple.

"Thank you, Master!"

"Thank you, Second Master..."

The people who had found their family were overjoyed and knelt down to express their gratitude.

On the opposite side of the street, in a restaurant.

"It's hateful that those bastards killed so many people and caused so many families to be torn apart."

Yang Jian clenched his fist and said coldly, perhaps because his own experiences made him most unable to tolerate such things.

Yuan Hong, now in a different form, glanced at him and poured him a cup:
“Brother, you have done very well. You don’t need to blame yourself too much. There are people plotting against us. We don’t want to see it, but we can’t control everything.”

Yang Jian could only nod.

"Speaking of that black and white swordsman... what about him?" Yuan Hong asked.

"gone!"

"gone?"

"Well, I wanted to become sworn brothers with him and ask him to stay here at Guankou to help me, but he refused."

He has helped me so much again, so to thank him, I wrote a letter of introduction for him to study under our master… cough, my master.”

"Should we send him...there to cultivate?"

Yuan Hong coughed and said, "Brother, how come you didn't realize that the sword moves that guy used yesterday were...that person's swordsmanship?"

"I really didn't realize that what my brother meant..."

Yang Jian glanced at Yuan Hong: "Has someone else come down the mountain?"

Yuan Hong asked, "Where did you get that weapon?"

"Where did it come from?" Yang Jian asked.

As expected... Despite having guessed it beforehand, hearing Yuan Hong's name still brought a pang of sadness to my heart:
"Do you think that weapon could fly from there to here?"
Moreover, that guy appeared during our fight to help us out and uncover the mastermind behind it all. Tell me, if two celestial beings like us couldn't do that, how could a true immortal possibly have such abilities?

Yang Jian's eyes lit up: "Brother, do you mean... that virtuous brother is the one who sent me to deliver weapons?"

"I knew it! I lowered myself so much and he still wouldn't become sworn brothers with me. Turns out he's... one of us!"

"I guess that person knew we were in trouble and sent someone to help us," Yuan Hong pondered.

Yuan Hong sighed inwardly, wondering whether his master had sent someone to help the two of them or this junior brother.

Look at this junior's reputation.
Heavenly Sage True Lord, Protector of the Mysterious Sect!
He didn't envy the Heavenly Court's Shilaozi Zhenjun, but he did envy the identity of the Xuanmen Protector!

Moreover, the master led his junior brother to split the mountain to rescue their mother, and when they encountered danger in Heaven, they came to their rescue. This time, they brought weapons...

Compared to this junior brother, he was like a child born to a stepmother, having nothing at all.

But since their backgrounds couldn't compare, and his master had already done a great service by teaching him everything he knew, he couldn't afford to feel resentful.

"That's all, senior brother, it's almost time."

Yang Jian glanced at the sky, shook his head, and said, "I have to go to the Peach Banquet."

“Go!” Yuan Hong nodded.

After seeing Yang Jian off, Yuan Hong drank a lot of wine, but couldn't use his magic to counteract the effects.

When he felt he had mustered enough courage, he inexplicably contacted Houmao.

Although he was very grateful to his master, he also knew that without his master he would still be a little monster being hunted down, and he shouldn't have any resentment.

However, seeing how much favoritism Yang Jian received...

He knew he had no right to be jealous or hateful, but he was envious and a little heartbroken.

……

At this moment, on a white cloud.

"Should we go back to Jade Spring Mountain first, or go directly to the Heavenly Court?"

Yu Ding hesitated, but he wasn't worried at all about the awkward situation of not being invited to the Peach Banquet.

The immortals of the three religions have always been honored guests at the Peach Banquet hosted by the Queen Mother of the West. It is up to them to choose whether to attend or not, but the other side cannot refuse to invite them.

They would generally go to the Chan sect.

After all, the rules were strict, and there were too many people in the Jie Sect, so many of them acted according to their mood.

The only difference is that in the past, the event was held at the Jade Pool in Kunlun Mountain, but this time the location has changed to the Jade Pool in the Heavenly Court.

"Fine, let's just go straight to the Heavenly Court!"

Yu Ding made a decision. He was already slow, and now he would temporarily lend his mount to his apprentice. How long would it take to go to Yuquan Mountain again?

Although the main characters always appear last, with so many powerful figures around, it's not his turn to play those tricks.

Now he had a hairpin in his hair, and had returned to his original attire and air of a wise man.

Suddenly, as if sensing something, Yu Ding pulled out a monkey hair from his sleeve:

"Fellow Daoist Nangong, I know who you are."

Yuan Hong's voice came through.

Yu Ding was taken aback at first, then relaxed and cleared his throat, switching his voice: "Oh?"

You know who I am, yet you still call me Fellow Daoist Nangong?
"Is the sword technique you practiced called Sword Drawing Technique, Sword One?"

This monkey has seen my secret manual too? But it wasn't perfected back then... Yu Ding paused for a moment and said in a deep voice, "Wrong, it's called the Immortal-Slaying Sword Drawing Technique."

"Then Master must have changed his name again."

"..."

“You don’t have to deny it, because I’ve seen that sword scroll too, so we are from the same school.”

Yu Ding: "..."

"Was the divine weapon Yang Jian is wielding this time a gift from you?"

"You even know that..." Yu Ding frowned.

“Master knew we were in trouble, so he sent you to help us, right?” Yuan Hong continued.

Are you Edogawa Yuan Hong Fulmous...? Yu Ding took a breath and said, "So what if I am, and so what if I am not?"

The eldest apprentice's reasoning ability is a bit frightening!

Yuan Hong hesitated for a moment this time, and said cautiously:
"Brother, don't mind me. I was just asking if Master sent you here mainly to help Yang Jian or... me?"

"This……"

Hearing Yuan Hong's tone, Yu Ding was shocked. At this moment, Yuan Hong was not the great demon king who shook the three realms, but the obedient and sensible disciple from back then.

He knew someone was plotting against Yuan Hong, so he came to help Yuan Hong, but he gave Yang Jian weapons, and Yang Jian had learned more supernatural powers and Taoist arts than Yuan Hong...

Of course, he was just a master and didn't owe Yuan Hong anything, but he did unknowingly show some favoritism towards his two disciples.

This is unacceptable; we must distribute the rain and dew evenly.

As soon as Yuan Hong graduated, he was sent out to fend for himself and start his own business. Under his protection, Yang Jian grew up and became a high-ranking civil servant in the Heavenly Court.

If this trend continues... Yuan Hong will definitely turn evil and become the great demon monkey who opposes the Chan Sect in the Investiture of the Gods.

As a qualified teacher, one cannot only focus on external skills training, but also pay attention to the inner mental health of one's apprentices!

"It's you, of course it's you. The immortal specially instructed me on swordsmanship to help you, because you were the one who was tricked this time."

Yu Ding said without hesitation that one should never mention another girl in front of a girl, and the same applies to his apprentice.

"Really? Master hasn't forgotten me?"

Emboldened by the alcohol, Yuan Hong was overjoyed. He had been drinking because he was afraid of being disappointed by the final result, but this answer surprised him greatly.

Although he couldn't see the person, Yu Ding could tell from Yuan Hong's genuine joy, and he smiled:
"Of course it's true. You've done a great job teaching the demons all these years. The immortal asked me to tell you that he's very pleased."

The immortal is also forging a weapon for you, but you'll have to wait a while. Would a staff be a suitable weapon for you?

“Anything is fine!” Yuan Hong said excitedly.

Yu Ding nodded slightly. What? You say that True Man Yu Ding can't refine weapons?

Surely someone does it!
Ahem, well, Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, we have some work to do.

P.S.: Oops, there was a power outage for a whole day, it really was a power outage! Pineapple's updates may be late, but they will never be absent.

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