"..."
Not only Huanglong's scalp was numb, but also all the Jinxian who had apprentices were feeling numb at the moment. For example, Yuding, who already felt that he could no longer suppress Yang Jian, and Jin Zha, who was in his adolescence and rebellious period in the second grade of middle school. Muzha began to feel restless.
At the edge of the corner, a certain Lingbao Archmage who had always had a weak sense of presence was even more excited, shouting "Why fear a battle!". Unfortunately, except Tianzun and Qingxu Daodezhenjun, no one noticed that there was someone else in the corner. The blood is boiling.
Feeling Meng Yu's surging vitality and vitality, Yuanshi Tianzun began to take a serious look at this third-generation disciple who was the latest to start and had the shallowest cultivation.
Just this face, a good little girl, was scratched by frostbite and turned into such a virtuous appearance. Yuanshi Tianzun was very unhappy and couldn't help but rolled his eyes at Huanglong Zhenren. It was really that the search was imprinted in his bones.
He is obviously not good at his disciple's treasure, and is unwilling to release even a little bit of body-protecting energy. Could it be that he still expects the little girl from the human race to have the body of a yellow dragon that is invulnerable to all things and is as hard as gold and iron?
It was Xiao Kundao's pretty face that always gave Yuanshi Tianzun a sense of deja vu. Unfortunately, his face was a bit discolored, and he couldn't recognize it directly for a while. As for a young disciple of divination, that was more or less the same. Making a fuss out of a molehill.
"Hide your clumsiness, continue to hide your clumsiness, how long are you going to hide it? When Jie Jiaoxian takes up all the important positions in Chaoge and serves as the chief official of Zhou Kingdom and Meng Ji, will you understand the urgency of the matter?"
"If no one agrees to come down from the mountain today, I will not interfere with this matter. You will continue to hide your shame. When the crisis comes, don't go back to Yuxu Palace for help."
Yuanshi Tianzun is very tired. He is clearly looking for disciples who are good at both heel and foot and have deep blessings. On the road of cultivation, except for a few disciples who are too searching and make slow progress, most of them are worthy of his careful cultivation. and teaching.
I don't know since when, a trend of blaming each other and not doing practical things suddenly began to prevail in the religion. Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun set his sights on Ran Deng Taoist and Antarctic Immortal.
I don't teach disciples on weekdays, and Yun Zhongzi likes to wander around. The affairs of the teaching are all controlled by the two of them. Who did this unhealthy trend appear first?
Ran Deng Taoist? Antarctic fairy? Or is this the case for both of them?
Feeling the mighty power of Yuanshi Tianzun, the two immortals felt chills running down their backs. They always felt that the saint master had misunderstood something.
However, the two of them also knew that if the stalemate continued, Master Tianzun would get angry sooner or later. Once Tianzun got angry, things would be much more difficult and complicated.
So the Antarctic Immortal was the first to speak.
"Among my three generations of disciples, Yang Jian, a disciple of Junior Brother Yuding from Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain, is the leader among them. Junior Brother Yuding, if the child wants to speak, why do you want to stop him?"
After the Antarctic Immortal asked, Ran Deng Taoist immediately answered.
"That's right, that's right. Your two apprentices, Daoxing Junior Brother, Han Dulong and Xue Erhu were the first to come out of the mountain. Finally, they sent their eldest disciple Wei Hu to come out to help. Junior Brother Taiyi, who is your good friend, has just been born. How long did it take to defeat the evil dragon Ao Bing? Everyone is working hard, why can Junior Brother Yuding just sit back and enjoy the success?"
There was a rush between the two senior brothers, causing Master Yuding, who was usually very good-tempered, to blow his beard and glare. He wanted to retort, but found that he was speechless.
Because everything they say is true and is fact.
"My disciple Tu Xingsun, although he did not make any achievements, he died on the battlefield between Shang and Zhou. Only the disciples of Senior Brother Yuding are treasures, and the poor disciples really deserve to die?"
Fearful Sun also spoke up, with a hint of resentment in his tone.
Master Yuding let out a long sigh and turned to look at Yang Jian, seemingly hesitant to speak.
"Master, Yang Jian is fearless and has been hiding in the mountains all year round. This disciple doesn't know how many heroes there are in the world, nor does he understand how far he has cultivated compared to the heroes in the world."
"Now that the master is in need, Yang Jian does not want to hide behind his fellow disciples and become an ascetic monk who only knows how to practice with concentration. He is willing to go to the human world to support justice and help the great cause of becoming a god."
Unable to hold his thighs with his arms, Master Yuding looked a little frustrated. In full view of the crowd, he had no choice but to let go of the magic power that had previously suppressed Yang Jian and stood aside lonely.
"Your Excellency Yuanshi Tianzun, my disciple Yang Jian is willing to fight for the teaching."
As soon as Yang Jian spoke up, several other people released their restrictions one after another, and Jin Zha and Mu Zha also stepped forward to ask for orders.
"Wulong Mountain Yunxiao Cave, Jin Zha, a disciple of Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun."
"Muzha, a disciple of Master Puxian in Baihe Cave in Jiugong Mountain."
"I am willing to fight for the enlightenment!"
Looking at this group of struggling young people, Yuanshi Tianzun looked a little better.
If even the youngest disciple is subservient and thinks about fishing all day long, then what's the point of continuing to stand here?
Thinking of this section, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Meng Yu again. The little girl's magic power was low, but her high fighting spirit made Yuanshi Tianzun quite like it, and he immediately asked.
"Huang Long, has this young disciple ever taken a Taoist title?"
"Ah? Oh! I'll report back to Master, but I haven't taken it yet."
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Xiao Mengyu gently, and after thinking for a moment, he said: "Since I have not chosen a Taoist title, I will personally write one for you today."
"From now on, you will be Taoist Zixu under my Yuxu Palace."
Xiao Mengyu seemed to understand but didn't understand the meaning of being given a Taoist title by Tianzun himself. Just out of courtesy, he sincerely thanked Tianzun for giving him the title.
"Now Meng Ji is assisted by disciples such as Wei Hu, Wei Liusun, and Puxian. You need to know that Cunning Rabbit still has three caves. This time when we go down the mountain, we should lead Yang Jian to explore the powerful princes in the world and choose one of them to enter. "
"..."
Yuanshi Tianzun's order is very thought-provoking. Now that Meng Ji is at the peak of his power, Tianzun tells everyone not to bet all on Meng Ji. This kind of decision makes Master Yuding and several other teachers feel quite depressed.
Especially Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun and Puxian Zhenren, they seemed a little unconcerned. They lined up to reach Mengji. The father and younger brother of the two apprentices were both in the Mengji camp. It would be against the rules to separate the father, son and brothers. Human relations matters.
When the farewell was approaching, as masters, they took out some of their secret skills or magic weapons and put them on their disciples to help them save their lives and fight desperately when facing danger.
The masters were worried, but a few disciples looked relaxed and looked a little chivalrous. Meng Yu, the famous female poet of Yuxu Palace, even sang a song.
"A young man with a chivalrous spirit, making friends with five heroes. His liver and gallbladder are broken. His hair is ridged. We are in the process of talking. We live and die together!......"
Although Meng Yu is weak in cultivation, when it comes to actions, he seems to have more initiative than Jin Zha and Mu Zha.
"Junior brothers and sisters, we have just come down the mountain. I wonder if there is anywhere you want to go?"
Several people were chattering in confusion, and Jin Zha said: "Before we go down the mountain, our mentor Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun made it clear that we need to go to Mengji Country to find Senior Brother Weihu in order to accomplish a great event."
"This..., didn't Tianzun say try not to put all your eggs in one basket?"
Having said that, Jin Zha and Muzha are in a special situation. If they don't go to Meng Ji, wouldn't they become unfaithful and unfilial people?
"Everyone, please listen to me!!"
But it was Meng Yu who climbed up a huge boulder and spoke in a condescending manner.
"My second brother once said that fate is impermanent. If one could see one's future and ending from birth, then life would be so boring and hopeless! As monks of our generation, practicing Taoism, isn't it just to be free and at ease?"
"According to what I, Taoist Zixu, see, we might as well go to the nearest Xiqi City first, just like how Uncle Ziya went down the mountain to find the Lord of the Ming Dynasty, inspecting all the rivers, mountains, and princes from all walks of life, and then make a conclusion!"
"If you want to choose a bright master, choose the true bright master that we all recognize. We monks will never follow what others say. We should have our own opinions and decisions."
Yang Jian's eyes were full of brilliance. This junior sister was not very old, but she had extremely unique insights. She didn't know who the second brother she talked about every day was. Is he a real person, or was it just a mantra that Meng Yu talked about, or was it a hoax? A low-key fictional character.
"What the junior sister said is absolutely true. Anyway, Tianzun and the masters did not give us the so-called time. We can completely go through it ourselves and make conclusions after reading it."
Jin Zha and Muzha looked at each other, it was hard to disobey their master's orders, but their junior sister was so sassy.
A few rebellious hearts were ready to move, so the group went directly down the Kunlun Mountains, crossed the Qishan Mountains, and arrived at Xiqi City, the capital of the Zhou Kingdom.
The other three are okay. Yang Jian grew up in the mountains since he was a child. From the time he was sensible, he was either living with his sister or practicing with his master Yuding in Yuquan Mountain.
The prosperity of the world somewhat confused Yang Jian's three eyes.
It’s not the kind of person who is addicted to the world of mortals, but just out of curiosity. So many human races live harmoniously in one place. There are shops, bazaars, wandering men and merchants, and merchants in brocade clothes. The atmosphere of the world everywhere makes him Eye-opener.
On the other hand, Jin Zha and Mu Zha were much calmer. As the eldest and second sons of Chentang Pass guard Li Jing, they lived in the relatively prosperous Chentang Pass. They followed their father and gained some insights. Therefore, After seeing it for a while, he returned to his normal Taoist aloofness.
The same is true for Meng Yu. Compared with Xiqi, the prosperity of Chongcheng is naturally much different, but it is still the capital of Chongguo, especially since he has a good second brother who has said many specious places, such as Chang'an, a city that never sleeps, and fireworks that never sleep. On the Qingming Festival, I went to Bianjing City along the river and so on.
After seeing it a few times, she became very indifferent.
Instead, Meng Yu enjoyed being a tour guide for Yang Jian. The sense of accomplishment of being a teacher made Meng Yu enjoy it even more.
Seeing this little junior sister acting like a little adult, constantly introducing him to wheat tea, wheat cake soup, and the origin story of the pimple noodle soup, Yang Jian was also a little amused, and couldn't help but touched Meng Yu's little head, provoking him. De Xiaokundao was furious and strangely threw the silk gloves at Yang Jian's feet, saying that he wanted to fight to the death with him.
The group of four people were noisy all the way, which was a bit more noisy than the Qingxiu in the mountains, and also made the daily life a bit more lively and colorful.
This feeling made Yang Jian and others happy.
It was a good start, and there was laughter and laughter everywhere from the time we came down the mountain.
Until... after three days of playing in Xiqi City, a few people were about to take a look outside the city.
A voice with endless tenderness and great affinity sounded from behind them.
"Four fellow Taoists, please stay!"
(End of chapter)
