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

Chapter 146 Who trained this Heavenly Roc?
"That is……"

The obese Taoist priest watched the black light disappear into the horizon, then looked back at the jade cauldron. His smile faltered slightly, his gaze sharpened, and he withdrew his hand.

As the palm withdrew, the golden hue between heaven and earth began to fade, and the world that had formed vanished into nothingness.

With a roar, a massive black dragon burst from the sea, transformed into human form, and nodded to the fat Taoist priest with lingering fear:
"Thank you, Immortal Maitreya, for saving me from my distress."

The fat Taoist shook his head and said, "Fellow Daoist Ao Run is my neighbor in the West, and I am the teacher of your son Ao Rong. How could I stand idly by when you are in trouble?"

"May I ask, Immortal, what about that hairy beast..." Ao Run asked tentatively.

Maitreya Daoist shook his head, looked ahead, and said with a slightly narrowed gaze, "That wicked beast escaped with its life thanks to the help of a master. It seems that this wicked creature was not destined to die."

"Expert?"

Following Maitreya Daoist's gaze, Ao Run saw two figures riding on a beam of light, arriving in an instant.

There was a man, tall and slender, with a handsome and refined appearance, wearing a light blue Taoist robe with cloud patterns, and a whisk draped over his arm.

Her black hair was simply tied up with a jade hairpin, and she exuded an ethereal and otherworldly aura, like that of a celestial being.

The other Taoist priest was not presentable; he had a stubble beard and wore an earthy yellow Taoist robe. He did not have the otherworldly air of the one next to him; instead, he exuded the aura of the mortal world.

But his height... is indeed very tall!
"This humble Taoist, Maitreya, greets you two fellow Daoists!"

Maitreya Daoist was the first to bow to Yu Ding and Huang Long.

Maitreya...Taoist?
Yu Ding looked at the Maitreya Taoist, who was dressed in Taoist attire and had a large belly, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

But he soon reacted.

Currently, Buddhism has not yet emerged; only Western religions have two revered saints as their leaders.

Buddhism originated from Western religions, and it's not surprising that Western religious followers now refer to themselves as "poor Daoists."

However, their clothing and appearance are still clearly different from those of people from the East.

He had just observed the other party's actions and realized that their methods were different from those of the East, thus determining that they were Westerners.

He never imagined that he would become the future Buddha of Buddhism.

It is said in ancient times that there were three Pure Ones in the East and two Sages in the West.

These five saintly leaders are beings of the same level, and Maitreya, like them, is a direct disciple of a saint.

These events, though lengthy, happened in a mere instant.

Yu Ding and Huang Long exchanged a glance, swept their whisks, and returned the greeting.

Although Ao Run didn't recognize the two Taoists in front of him, it seemed that he had never dealt with them before.

He was very familiar with the Taoist Master Maitreya.

Not only were they very familiar with each other, but when Ao Rong, the second son, was born, this Taoist priest came uninvited and declared that he wanted to take Ao Rong as his disciple.

Although he was not very willing, he heard that Maitreya Daoist was a disciple of the Western Sage, and that he was in charge of the Western Sea, which was adjacent to the Western Sage of Xiniu Hezhou, so he could not afford to offend him.

So he agreed to have a relationship with her.

He quickly greeted them, saying, "I am Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea. I greet the two immortals."

After exchanging greetings, Maitreya asked with a smile, "Are you two fellow Daoists from the Jade Void lineage of the Eastern Chan Sect?"

Huanglong glanced at the jade cauldron and asked, "How do you know?"

Maitreya Daoist chuckled and said, "The East is a land of outstanding people and talents, but only the Chan and Jie sects can produce masters like you two."

"Then what about us, who are disciples of the Jie Sect?"

Huang Long snorted lightly, somewhat annoyed that his identity had been exposed, so he deliberately argued back.

After all, it was his first time meeting this Taoist priest, and he hadn't figured out anything about him yet.

Maitreya Daoist smiled slightly and said, "I have noticed that you two fellow Daoists are surrounded by pure energy and have extraordinary bearing. It is said in the prehistoric world that only the Jade Void Sect has many virtuous and accomplished individuals, so I still believe that you two are from the Jade Void Sect."

"Oh?" Huang Long's eyes lit up with joy. Just as he was about to say something, Yu Ding nudged Huang Long with his elbow and smiled, "Fellow Daoist has sharp eyes and guessed correctly. This humble Daoist is none other than the Taiyi Zhenren of the Yuxu Sect!"

The Westerners are indeed quite eloquent!

With just a few words, Huang Long was so pleased with the praise that he stopped arguing.

Taiyi?

Huang Long looked at the smiling jade cauldron and was instantly dumbfounded and confused.

Yu Ding, what are you up to now?
"This is my senior brother, Master Huanglong!"

Seeing that Huanglong did not react, Yu Ding offered to help.

Ao Run stared in surprise at Huang Long and Yu Ding.

Good heavens, he exclaimed.

He couldn't afford to offend the Westerners, but he never expected these two to suddenly appear today.

and many more……

Suddenly, Ao Run remembered something, quickly stepped forward, bowed respectfully to Huang Long, and said excitedly, "Junior Ao Run greets Senior Huang Long."

"Alright, no need for formalities, there are so many people watching."

Huang Long gave Yu Ding a look that seemed to say, "See? I, Huang Long, wasn't bragging, was I?"
Yu Ding: "..."

"So you are two fellow Daoists among the Twelve Immortals. No wonder you were able to break through my divine power."

Maitreya Daoist was also somewhat surprised. After bowing respectfully, he asked curiously, "I wonder if this humble Daoist has ever offended Fellow Daoist Taiyi?"

“Look at what you’re saying, fellow Daoist. How could I have offended you at our first meeting?” Yu Ding shook his head decisively.

Although, he sometimes felt that the two Western Saints... were quite inspiring.

Look at them, disregarding their status as religious leaders, they come to the East time and time again to snatch people, sometimes even abandoning all sense of shame, only wanting to promote the West.

Isn't that inspiring?
However, the methods used were somewhat dishonorable.

Identity determines which side you take. As an Eastern immortal, I thought about these guys trying to poach my people from the East...

Taiyi could not bear it, but Yuding could not!
"Since I have not offended you, why did you stop me when I was dealing with that beast?"

Maitreya Daoist's eyes flashed: "Fellow Daoist, do you know that wicked creature is fierce and cruel? It broke into the Western Sea, caused a great disturbance, and committed numerous murders. Even my disciple was devoured by it. How many murders has it committed?"

"This... I don't know."

Yu Ding's eyes flickered as he chuckled dryly, "This humble Taoist simply believes that harmony is the most important thing in all things."

We're all civilized immortals; when problems arise, we should talk it out instead of just thinking about taking action to solve them...

Little fat chicken, what are you up to now?
He had been thinking about how to make Lingzhuzi lose interest in the dragon race.

Unexpectedly, his subordinates ate it directly!

Ao Run glanced at the three people beside her.

Of the four people present, it seems he's the only one who isn't a celestial being?
“My son Long’er was eaten by that hairy beast!” Ao Run said “griefly.”

"What? You ate Fellow Daoist Maitreya's disciple, and even your son?"

Huang Long was furious upon hearing this: "Such ferocity! This is outrageous!"

He glared at Yu Ding as he spoke.

Ao Run said somewhat awkwardly, "Senior, my Long'er... is the disciple of Immortal Maitreya."

Did the Dragon Palace of the West Sea and the Western Religion... have some kind of shady deal?

"Senior brother, please calm down and avoid anger and impatience."

There is no love or hate without a reason; there must be a cause for everything.

Yu Ding glanced at Huang Long and said, "West Sea Dragon King, you said that wicked creature caused havoc in the West Sea and ate your dragon son."

What I want to know is why he didn't go to the East Sea, the South Sea, or the North Sea, but instead came to your West Sea?
"You don't eat your other sons, but you specifically eat your son. Can you tell me the whole story?" "This..." Ao Run was speechless for a moment when asked this question.

Finally, he looked to Maitreya Taoist for help.

"If you won't tell me, do you expect me to calculate it myself?"

Yu Ding snorted coldly: "Do you want to test my abilities?"

"No, no, I dare not. Immortal Taiyi is incredibly powerful. I trust him. I would never dare to trouble you with your help."

Ao Run's expression hardened, and he said in a low voice, "I heard from Mo Ang that it was my wretched son who did something outrageous and cooked and ate the parents of that roc..."

This Taiyi Zhenren is one of the twelve immortals of Yuxu Palace, and a disciple of a sage.

He possessed extraordinary supernatural powers and was a renowned great being in the Three Realms...

He was naturally adept at deducing heavenly secrets, so rather than having his secrets revealed, he preferred to confess honestly.

Even if he knew that confessing would put him in the wrong,
But... he couldn't afford to be sloppy!

"you……"

Huang Long froze, staring angrily at Ao Run: "Your son ate people's parents... Wait a minute, the Golden-Winged Roc is so powerful, how could your son defeat him?"

Ao Run had no choice but to confess that this golden-winged roc was a golden-winged bird whose bloodline had been reverted to its ancestral form.

"Golden-winged Bird bloodline reversion?"

Huang Long was taken aback, glanced at the jade cauldron for no apparent reason, and pondered.

Did I see a little golden-winged bird at Yuquan Mountain?

only……

Thinking about this, Huang Long was speechless.

A perfectly good golden-winged bird, let alone growing into a golden-winged roc, was fed into a fat chicken by this bastard Yu Ding.

It looks chubby, a little silly, and somewhat adorable.

But he just couldn't connect that fat chicken with the golden-winged roc that had just soared through the heavens!

Besides, the timing doesn't match!

How long has that fat chicken been cultivating? Fifty years, or... even less?
But that Golden-Winged Roc had clearly already become a celestial being.

impossible!impossible!
Huang Long shook his head and dismissed the idea.

As expected... Yu Ding's face showed an expression of "I didn't expect it," and he sighed inwardly, his feelings somewhat complicated.

Becoming a celestial being so quickly... isn't that a bit hasty?
Even he wasn't entirely optimistic about it, wait...

Yu Ding's expression suddenly shifted as if he understood something: "So that's how it is!"

The script has been changed to one where the parents die after leaving the mountain. No wonder, no wonder... Yu Ding glanced at Huang Long and snorted, "Senior brother, next time you encounter something like this, remember to find out the whole story first."

He glanced at Maitreya Daoist again: "What do you say, fellow Daoist?"

Maitreya sighed, "Fortune and misfortune have no fixed gate; one can only bring them upon oneself. But it is also true that this golden-winged roc is too murderous."

"I had no intention of taking his life. I intended to convert him and then use the wondrous methods of the West to dispel his malevolent energy..."

"They're not coming for my sect..." Yu Ding said calmly, "There's no need for you to worry about that, fellow Daoist. My Xuanmen secret techniques are also sufficient."

Fortunately, he came this time, and the disciple didn't suffer any losses.

Otherwise, he might enrage Yu Ding, tear down the West Sea Dragon Palace, and kill this Maitreya Taoist...

boom!
Suddenly, the Western Sea exploded, and two figures soared into the sky, transforming into Venus and the Heavenly Flame General.

"Greetings, two venerable immortals!"

Taibai glanced around, recognized the two men, bowed to them, and then suddenly asked in surprise, "Where is the Roc?"

"Fly up into the sky..." Huang Long pointed upwards, keeping everyone in suspense.

Yu Ding said speechlessly, "They ran away, Taibai Xing. What happened? Is something wrong?"

"It's over."

Venus slapped his thigh, and the god general next to him turned pale.

Before he could even say goodbye, Taibai picked up the divine general beside him and transformed into a beam of divine light, soaring into the sky.

"Hey, I didn't realize this old man could fly so fast, like his butt's on fire," Huang Long teased.

"What happened to that divine general?"

Yu Ding frowned; he noticed something else.

Ao Run muttered to himself, "It's probably because he ate another golden-winged bird!"

"He...ate...the Golden-Winged Bird...a Heavenly General..."

Yu Ding's expression suddenly changed. He looked up at the sky, feeling his blood surging and his vision blurring.

No way?
This

Did Taibai's jinx really come true?

"I've never heard of this roc before; it has suddenly appeared out of nowhere."

Maitreya Daoist's gaze deepened: "There must be a master guiding him behind the scenes."

"Hmm, hmm, your analysis makes a lot of sense..." Yu Ding nodded slightly.

Huang Long nodded and pondered, "But who taught them?!"

Don't look at me, I don't know...

Yu Ding pondered and said, "Looking at the entire prehistoric world, the person with such ability must at least be a great supernatural being."

He might even be handsome!

Just as a Golden Immortal can be called a great being, a Great Supernatural Being is also another name for a Great Golden Immortal.

"Makes sense!"

Maitreya and Huanglong nodded slightly in agreement.

"Okay, in that case..."

Maitreya Daoist raised his hand and said, "Let me use the wondrous methods of the West to deduce its origins and see what it is..."

Yu Ding felt a pang of anxiety; Yuan Hong had been kept in the dark by his father, Yuan Shi.

Yang Jian and Long Ji were his officially married, or rather, openly adopted, disciples.

Only Xiaofei is registered...

"puff!"

Just as Yu Ding was getting anxious, suddenly, the Maitreya Taoist who was making the deductions coughed up blood, looking up at the sky with a horrified expression.

Could it be… Yu Ding glanced at Kunlun Mountain, calmed down, and realized what was going on.

"Fellow Daoist, it seems your Western magic isn't all that great after all!"

Huang Long couldn't help but laugh and looked at Yu Ding: "What a coincidence, my junior brother is also an expert in divination. Junior brother, why don't you show off your skills?"

"Show your sister..." Yu Ding shook his head: "No showing!"

As the title suggests, at 11:58, I had just finished writing a chapter and was about to publish it after finding a typo when the computer screen suddenly flashed, plunging the entire room into darkness, leaving me completely bewildered in the dark.

The power's out... Ugh!

Just now, the power finally came back on!

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