All Heavens: Sharing Talents with Countless Mes

Taoist Duobao paused when he heard this. Just as he was about to speak, he received a message from Chu Yang, asking him not to reveal the secrets of the Taoist world for the time being.

Taoist Duobao was puzzled, but he did as he was told. He turned to the crowd and said, "Brothers and sisters, please be patient. This matter is of great importance and needs to be carefully considered. I will send a message to Brother Xiaolei and ask him to come here to confront you face to face so that I can give you an explanation."

After saying that, Taoist Duobao sent messages to Chu Yang and several disciples who were causing trouble, led by Chang'er Dingguangxian and Qiushouxian, asking them to enter the Biyou Palace to discuss matters.

After hearing what Taoist Duobao said, most of the disciples began to disperse, but some disciples still stayed where they were and refused to leave, obviously wanting to watch the fun.

Among the seven immortals who accompanied him, except Jin Guangxian, the other six stayed.

Chang'er Dingguangxian winked at Wuyunxian, who understood and stepped forward, saying, "Big Brother, this matter is of great importance, and we must have an explanation! We also want to go into this world of Taoism to practice, so why should we be controlled by Junior Brother Xiaolei alone? Why should he limit the number of times we can use it? I think it would be better to let Xiaolei come out now and explain it clearly in front of everyone, so that everyone won't feel dissatisfied."

Qiu Shouxian also shouted, "That's right! Big Brother, our request is not high. Either let Xiao Lei give everyone more chances to go into the Trial Tower or the Illusionary Realm to practice, or let another disciple take charge of the Dao Realm! Otherwise, we will never agree!"

Looking at these "angry" junior brothers, Duobao also began to have a headache.

These junior brothers all have high levels of cultivation, and they are all arrogant and difficult to discipline.

At this moment, a figure flew from a distance and landed in front of everyone.

It was Chu Yang.

Chu Yang's eyes swept through the crowd, and finally stopped at the attendant Seven Immortals, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "My fellow brothers and sisters are so excited, is it because I am in charge of the Dao world?"

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal said in a sarcastic tone: "Junior Brother Xiaolei, you are a noble man and you are very busy. As senior brothers, we naturally have to help you solve your problems. It is a bit unreasonable for you to manage the world of Taoism alone, isn't it?"

Chu Yang sneered, "Oh? Then what should we do according to Senior Brother Ding Guangxian's opinion?"

The Qiu Shou Xian stiffened his neck and said, "It's very simple! Either hand over the Dao World, or don't limit the number of times we can practice!"

Chu Yang's eyes fell on Qiu Shouxian, his gaze as sharp as a knife: "Are you sure you want to take charge of the Dao world?"

Qiu Shouxian was startled by Chu Yang's eyes, but still said: "Of course! This Dao World is the blessed land given to us by our master for cultivation. Why should it be managed by a latecomer like you?"

Chu Yang laughed loudly, his laughter full of sarcasm: "Ignorance! Do you know that this world of Taoism needs Master's Immortal Execution Sword Formation to suppress it? Do you have the ability to master the Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

When these words were spoken, all the disciples were shocked.

Everyone looked at each other, all speechless.

They only knew that the world of Taoism was a treasure land for cultivation, but they had never imagined that this world of Taoism actually needed the Zhuxian Sword Formation to suppress it!

The Zhu Xian Sword Formation is a supreme killing formation that only a saint can master!
Even Taoist Duobao could not fully control it. He had comprehended the Zhuxian Sword Formation, but he only grasped the basics.

How can they, the Golden Immortals and Mystical Immortals, master it?
The seven attendants looked extremely unhappy. They did not expect Chu Yang to suddenly drop such a bombshell.

Wu Yunxian's face turned pale, and he argued, "Even if the Immortal Execution Sword Formation is needed to suppress it, it should be the eldest brother who should be in charge, not you!"

Chu Yang glanced at Wu Yunxian with a half-smile: "Oh? Then Senior Brother Wu Yun, are you sure you can control the Immortal Execution Sword Formation?"

Wu Yunxian was suddenly speechless. How could he control the Zhu Xian Sword Formation?

Chu Yang looked around at everyone, his tone cold: "Since you can't control the Immortal Execution Sword Formation, then you have no right to get involved in the Dao World! This Dao World cannot be controlled without the strength of a Quasi-Sage! If anyone disagrees, come and challenge me!"

After saying that, a powerful aura burst out from Chu Yang, and a sharp sword intent soared into the sky and pierced the clouds.

Everyone felt a chill running from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads, as if a sharp sword was pressed against their throats, making it difficult to breathe.

Quasi-saint!

He actually has the strength of a quasi-saint level!
The pressure from the quasi-saint was like an invisible mountain, making it hard for everyone to breathe.

The Qiushou Immortal, who had been the most aggressive earlier, was now pale and his legs were trembling. He wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

The arrogance from before had long since disappeared, replaced by deep fear.

The other disciples were not much better. They were all silent and dared not make a sound.

Chu Yang glanced at everyone with a cold eye, his tone was icy and emotionless: "The rules of the Dao world, let me repeat them. All disciples have one chance to enter the Trial Tower and the Illusionary Realm every year, two times for the Golden Immortal level, and five times for the Daluo Golden Immortal. Those with outstanding performance can get extra entries. But there is one thing I must emphasize, any form of bribery and backdoors are prohibited. Otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

Taoist Duobao also released the pressure of a quasi-saint at this time. He looked at his disciples with a serious face and said in a deep voice: "What Junior Brother Xiaolei said is what I meant. You must remember it and don't make mistakes!"

Under the double pressure, no matter how unwilling everyone was, they had to swallow their anger. They dared not raise any objections and could only accept this reality silently.

The faces of the seven fairies including Wuyunxian were all pale at this moment, except for Chang'er Dingguangxian, who had a hint of hatred in his eyes.

"Damn it, Xiao Lei's strength has increased again!"

Forty thousand years ago, Xiao Lei was already able to deal with Dong Wang Gong. Now, the feeling Xiao Lei gave him was even more terrifying than it was then!
Inside the cave of Chang'er Dingguangxian, the stone table was smashed into pieces by his punch, with stone chips flying everywhere.

His face was ferocious and the hatred in his eyes was like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

"Damn you Xiao Lei, how dare you humiliate me like this! I will make you pay the price!"

The Dao Realm is the holy land for cultivation that the disciples of Jiejiao have always dreamed of. But now it is monopolized by Chu Yang alone. How can he be willing to accept this?
What’s more, Chu Yang’s condescending attitude made him even more furious.

"No, I can't just let it go!"

The long-eared Dingguangxian suddenly stopped, a hint of viciousness flashed in his eyes, "I have to think of a way to make this Xiao Lei pay!"

He thought hard and racked his brains, but he still couldn't find a way to deal with Chu Yang.

Chu Yang is now a quasi-saint with unfathomable strength. To confront him head-on is like hitting a rock with an egg.

"Is there really no other way?"

Chang'er Dingguangxian sat dejectedly on the broken stone bench, his heart filled with powerlessness.

Suddenly, he had an idea and remembered the Bodhisattva Cundi who had come to watch the Jiejiao competition some time ago.

"Western religion?"

"There are two saints in the Western religion. The West has always been a barren place, and these two saints have always been there..."

Just as Dingguangxian was thinking about it, a sinister voice came from outside the cave: "Brother Dingguang, why are you so upset?"

Chang'er Dingguangxian looked up and saw a man in a black robe with a sinister face standing at the entrance of the cave.

The person who came was another one of the seven immortals - Bilushian.

"Junior Brother Bilushian, why are you here?" Chang'er Dingguangxian forced a smile.

"Brother, I came to see you. We follow the Seven Immortals, and we should be the closest disciples to our master. How can we give such an important position as the guardian of the Daoist world to a disciple who joined later!" Biluxian said with a gleam in his eyes. Chang'er Dingguangxian had a gloomy face, waved his hand to set up a ban, and then gritted his teeth and said: "Brother Bilu, what do you think of Xiao Lei! He is just a latecomer, but he is riding on our heads and bullying us! Why should he monopolize the Daoist world?"

Piluxian shook his head and said in a low voice: "Brother, calm down. Xiao Lei is now a quasi-saint and has the support of our master. We really can't do anything to him."

Long-eared Dingguangxian slammed his fist on the table, sending gravel flying: "Are we just going to swallow our anger? I can't swallow this!"

"As for the Daoist world, we only have a few opportunities to enter it every year. But he is so good that he occupies it all day long and his cultivation improves by leaps and bounds. And we..."

He paused, lowered his voice, and said cryptically: "Brother, do you still remember the two saints from the West who watched the ceremony a few days ago? I saw that the saint Zhunti seemed to be quite... interested in the disciples of Jiejiao."

Biluxian nodded calmly: "Brother, what you mean is..."

Long-eared Dingguang Immortal did not answer directly, but said meaningfully: "The West is poor and barren, and the two saints are compassionate. I think they feel pity for me, the disciples of Jiejiao, because they see that it is not easy to practice."

Upon hearing this, Biluxian's eyes flashed with understanding. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, revealing a cold smile: "Brother, your opinion is great. Speaking of which, the Saint Zhunti also sent me a message that day and gave me a talisman."

As he spoke, he took out a talisman that was shining with dark golden light from his sleeve.

Long-eared Dingguangxian's eyes lit up: "Oh? What is this?"

Bilushian handed over the talisman and said softly, "This was given by the Saint Zhunti, and it contains the power of a late-stage Quasi-Saint attack. The Saint was merciful and saw that our practice was difficult, so he gave us this talisman to help us practice."

He paused, then added, "However, the saint once said that this talisman must be refined before it can be used."

Bilushian handed the talisman to Chang'er Dingguangxian, who took it and looked at it carefully.

The talisman was dark gold in color, with a mysterious luster flowing on its surface. A powerful force was contained within it, which shocked Chang'er Dingguangxian's heart.

"The power of a late-stage Quasi-Saint attack..." Chang'er Dingguangxian muttered to himself, a trace of greed flashed in his eyes, and then he regained his composure, "Good stuff! But, this refining method..."

Bilushian smiled and said, "Brother, don't worry. The refining method is not complicated. You only need to drip your own blood essence onto the talisman and then use your soul to warm it for 49 days."

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian was overjoyed when he heard this, and hurriedly thanked him: "Thank you for your guidance, Junior Brother! But are you sure you want to give this talisman to me?"

Piluxian waved his hand and said, "We are brothers, so there is no need to be polite. But, brother, please remember that this talisman is extremely powerful. Do not use it lightly unless it is absolutely necessary."

"Of course." Chang'er Dingguangxian carefully put away the talisman and had already started thinking about how to use this talisman to deal with Chu Yang.

The two of them conspired again, and then Bilushian said goodbye and left.

Chang'er Dingguangxian watched Bilushian leave, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by endless viciousness.

"Xiao Lei, just wait for me!"

A few days later, Chu Yang was practicing in the world of Taoism when he suddenly felt something in his heart. He counted with his fingers and frowned slightly.

"Someone is plotting against me?"

Chu Yang sneered, a cold light flashing in his eyes.

"I want to see who is so bold!"

Chu Yang's mind moved, and his figure instantly disappeared in the world of Taoism.

When he appeared again, he had already arrived at Dingguangxian's cave.

This was a trick Chu Yang had deliberately left on Ding Guangxian not long ago. If one were to say who was the biggest traitor in the entire Jiejiao, it was Ding Guangxian. The reason Chu Yang hadn't killed him before was because he didn't want to change too many cause and effect lines.

When in the Illusionary State, Chu Yang quietly left "marks" on some disciples. Within a certain range, Chu Yang can activate these "marks". This method is a small trick developed by the immortal hero Chu Yang. As long as the object of the "mark" has a lower cultivation level than himself, it will be successful.

Once these "marks" are activated, one can sense the other party's actions, and within a certain range, can also serve as a teleportation point to achieve the goal of reaching the destination instantly.

At the same time, Chang'er Dingguangxian was hiding in his cave, secretly refining the talisman.

He sat cross-legged, placed the talisman on his palm, bit his fingertip, and a drop of blood fell on the talisman.

The talisman suddenly shone brightly, and a powerful force surged into Chang'er Dingguangxian's body, causing his whole body to tremble.

"What a powerful force! It is indeed a quasi-saint level attack!" Chang'er Dingguangxian was ecstatic and quickly activated his soul and began to nurture the talisman.

However, at this moment, a strong sense of crisis suddenly came over me.

Chang'er Dingguangxian suddenly opened his eyes and saw a figure that had appeared in his cave at some point.

The person who came was Chu Yang.

"You..." Chang'er Dingguangxian's face changed drastically and he was terrified.

Chu Yang casually set up a barrier, then looked at him with a half-smile, his tone cold: "Brother Ding Guangxian, what are you doing?"

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal was panicking, but he pretended to be calm: "I... I am practicing."

"Practice?" Chu Yang's lips curled up with a hint of sarcasm, "I think you are refining something shameful, right?"

Chang'er Dingguangxian's face turned pale and he subconsciously put his hands behind his back, trying to hide the talisman in his hand.

However, Chu Yang was faster and grabbed his wrist and snatched the talisman away.

"What is this?" Chu Yang looked at the talisman in his hand, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

This talisman conveyed a subtle signal of danger, but now that it had been taken away from him, it could not be activated for the time being.

Chu Yang stroked the talisman, and felt a warm sensation at his fingertips. The terrifying power contained in it made him shudder.

A faint golden light flowed on the surface of the talisman. Looking closely, there seemed to be a virtual shadow of a lotus emerging in the golden light. The aura of a saint permeated the air, giving off a full sense of oppression.

"Where did this talisman come from?" Chu Yang's tone seemed quite calm.

The long-eared Dingguang Immortal's face turned pale, his eyes flickered, and he stammered, "This... This is what I... refined myself..."

“Oh? You made it yourself?” Chu Yang looked at him with a half-smile, a cold light flashing in his eyes, “Do you think I’m a fool? Do you think I can’t sense the saint’s aura left on it?”

Chang Er Ding Guang Xian trembled all over, knowing that he could not hide it from Chu Yang, but he still said stubbornly: "I... I don't know what you are talking about..."

“You won’t cry until you see the coffin.” Chu Yang snorted coldly, with a hint of impatience in his eyes.

He snapped his fingers and a beam of golden light shot into the center of Chang'er Dingguangxian's eyebrows.

Soul-Searching Technique! (End of this Chapter)