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

Chapter 151 There Was Such a Mortal Little Girl

Yuquan Mountain.

Under the peach tree in front of Jinxia Cave,
"Qian represents Heaven, Kun represents Earth, Tun represents Water and Thunder, Meng represents Mountain and Water..."

Qingyun lay back in the chair, holding a jade book in his left hand, engrossed in reading it.

He held three coins in his right hand, tossing them up repeatedly before they jingled back into his hand.

"This book on divination seems... not too difficult at all, quite easy to understand."

A moment later, Qingyun closed the jade book, smacked his lips, and muttered to himself.

After Yu Ding and Huang Long left, Yuquan Mountain was once again left to him to guard alone.

With nothing to do, he decided to go to the library cave to find books to pass the time, and he unintentionally found this jade book.

Upon closer inspection, it turns out... it's quite simple!
"Did he learn the tricks of the trade by being around the master for so long, or..."

Qingyun's expression suddenly changed, and he grinned, "Do I, Qingyun, also have extraordinary talent in divination?"

Thinking of this, Qingyun suddenly became excited.

In terms of cultivation, well, he can't compare to Yang Jian or Yang Chan, and even the little fat chicken later caught up with him.

He didn't say anything outwardly, but he was still a little hurt inside.

"I never expected that my talent as Master Qingyun is here..." Qingyun laughed heartily, hands on his hips.

In fact, with his cultivation level at the Void Returning Realm, he would be a formidable expert in the mortal realm.

But as the attendant of the powerful immortal Yu Ding Zhenren...
To be honest, this level of cultivation is a bit low.

As he was laughing, a gentle breeze suddenly blew by, and two peach leaves drifted down and landed in his mouth.

"Cough cough cough..."

Qingyun coughed violently as he choked, finally managing to spit out the peach leaf. He looked suspiciously at the immortal peach tree behind him.

"Did you do this on purpose, you lousy tree?"

The peach tree showed no reaction whatsoever.

"That's perfect, let me test my skills and see if this omen is auspicious or inauspicious." Qingyun's expression changed, and with a look of joy, he scattered the coins in his hand into the air. A mysterious force formed a divination symbol.

"I'm coming……"

Qingyun watched the falling coins with anticipation and joy.

Everything went so smoothly; to be honest, he was self-taught in divination.

He had never felt so strongly about learning magic or swordsmanship before.

As the coins landed, Qingyun's smile froze as he looked at the divination result, and his brows furrowed: "The hexagram 'Wind over Water'... This is the hexagram of 'Looking at Gold Across the River,' what's the text of the hexagram again?"

After looking at the divination results, he hurriedly flipped through the jade book and searched for something, when suddenly his face darkened.

Then, he became somewhat disheveled.

The divination indicates: Marital discord, partnerships will be unfavorable...

But he is a cultivator, and he doesn't even have a Daoist partner, so where would he get the idea of ​​marriage?
That's ridiculous!
"Perhaps I'm doing the divination incorrectly. How did the master do it? Hmm, he seemed so calm. I shouldn't be too emotional..."

Qingyun sat down cross-legged, mentally summarizing his failure: "Hmm, I need to learn from the master, relax my shoulders, relax my facial muscles, inhale, exhale, inhale..."

"Qingyun!"

Just as he calmed down and his mind was at peace, a voice suddenly rang out.

"Who is it? Can't you see I'm fixing something..."

Qingyun opened his eyes, furious, then suddenly froze and chuckled awkwardly, "Senior Brother Yang Jian, there's also..."

Suddenly, I felt a jolt.

"Hi!"

Lingzhu, with dark circles under her eyes, waved to him.

"I didn't expect you to be so diligent in your cultivation; that's truly commendable," Yang Jian said with a smile.

When he went up the mountain, Qingyun looked to be only about twelve years old.

Even now, Qingyun still hasn't grown up, and his identity remains that of a master's nominal disciple and attendant.
However, he held Qingyun in high esteem.

After all, when they first arrived at the mountain, their master simply abandoned them and became a hands-off manager.

During that time, Qingyun took care of the siblings' daily lives like an older brother, helping them grow up.

He was grateful for his master's kindness, but he also remembered the goodness of this elder brother.

"Ahem, I've just been killing time, so I'm just practicing a bit."

Qingyun smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yang, what brings you here?"

"I had nothing to do, so I came over to take a look."

Yang Jian said seriously, "Also, don't call me senior brother when we're alone."

"Really?"

Qingyun's expression shifted.

To be honest, he felt a little uneasy seeing his younger brother, whom he had raised, become his senior.

However, he felt relieved that his younger brother had made such a name for himself.

Senior brother it is!

He'll be happy as long as he succeeds, and he'll have face to brag about it later.

"Of course it's true. By the way, is Master here?"

Yang Jian laughed and looked around.

"Master has been down the mountain for quite some time now," Qingyun shook his head.

"Have you come down the mountain?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and then smiled, "By the way, what about that golden-winged bird that was kept on the mountain? I heard from Third Sister that it was also accepted as a disciple by the Master?"

"You mean Xiao Fei? He's already been sent down the mountain by the master," Qingyun said.

"Send them down the mountain..."

Yang Jian was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "How long have you been down the mountain? And when did Master come down the mountain?"

"Xiao Fei has been down the mountain for about two or three years, and Master has been gone for about seven or eight months. What happened?" Qingyun asked, puzzled.

“This…” Yang Jian fell into deep thought.

Seven or eight months ago... wasn't that when the Roc Demon King wreaked havoc in the Western Sea?

Also, why was it that when Peng Demon King broke into the Heavenly Palace, it wasn't some other powerful being who stopped him, but rather his master?

Okay, even if his master had something to do, he just happened to go to the Heavenly Court and caught up with it.

But causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace is a serious crime!

If there weren't someone like his master who was so well-versed in the Heavenly Laws...

If an ordinary demon wants to escape unscathed, it has to face a whole host of divine generals, heavenly soldiers, and even its master who had defeated it.

However, even veteran roc eagles like Yun Cheng Wanli Peng and Yu Yi Xian probably wouldn't be entirely confident of escaping unscathed from their master's clutches.

Moreover, this is a brand-new bird that suddenly appears out of nowhere! Therefore, there seems to be only one truth...

Yang Jian opened his eyes, a glint of light flashing in them.

Even though he had never seen his junior brother, the golden-winged bird, everything was crystal clear to him.

If he was still somewhat skeptical before coming here,

At this moment, he was absolutely certain.

and so……

The disciple taught by the master has once again caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace?

Yang Jian's expression turned strange. Although all the impossibilities had been eliminated, what remained was the truth.

But he still couldn't understand how his master had managed to raise a golden-winged bird into a golden-winged roc.

……

Seeing that Longji was cultivating for the sake of the Queen Mother of the West...

Yu Ding was somewhat at a loss for words.

This is no different from children who think they are learning for their parents.

"Master, is this... not going to work?"

Longji said blankly, looking somewhat nervous.

"Well... it's not that it's impossible."

Yu Ding nodded slowly, a smile appearing on his face, afraid of discouraging his disciple's confidence.

He knew that Longji's Dao heart had been severely damaged under the tiger-mother education of the Queen Mother of the West, and he was on the verge of collapse.

He has absolutely no trust in himself.

Now it's like tofu, it crumbles at the slightest touch.

The most urgent task is to help Longji rebuild his moral character and regain his self-confidence.

"Master, I have been unable to comprehend the Dao and attain immortality for a long time."

Longji said dejectedly, "My mother said that... anyone with my treatment would become an immortal. Am I really that bad?"

Having traveled thousands of miles through the human world, she already knew what kind of creature a pig was.

Then, if it weren't for Yu Ding by her side, offering comfort and guidance, her Dao heart would definitely have collapsed.

"Ha ha!"

Yu Ding suddenly shook his head and laughed: "Wrong!"

Longji asked, puzzled, "Master, what's wrong?"

You're not bad at all!
On the contrary, your talent is exceptional, truly remarkable.

Yu Ding shook his head and smiled, "Among the disciples I have taught, I, Yu Ding, would like to call you the strongest."

"Huh? How is that possible?"

Longji was stunned, not believing it himself: "Master, don't lie to me just to comfort me."

Even Senior Brother Yang Jian is more powerful than me. He cultivated for over ten years and then wreaked havoc in the Heavenly Palace, while I've only cultivated for sixteen... years and this is all I've got. My talent is far too poor.

"Hehe, I admit that Yang Jian is not bad. He is a child of destiny that only appears once in a year. How could he be bad? But do you know that you are actually no worse than him?"

Yu Ding smiled mysteriously: "Think about it, although there are few bloodlines born from the birth of innate gods in the primordial world, they are not non-existent."

"Let me give you an example. You know the peacock and the roc, the sons of the phoenix, right? Even the weakest of those two is a Golden Immortal-level powerhouse. How could you be weak?"

"It seems... to make some sense!"

Longji nodded slightly, a look of joy on his face, but then frowned and said, "Then why am I so bad at cultivation?"

Wait a moment, let me think about how to make this up... Yu Ding suddenly sighed and shook his head, saying, "Your bloodline is both your strength and your weakness!"

Longji asked, puzzled, "Master, could you explain in more detail?"

"Your parents are both divine beings, and you were born from them, so you should have inherited the best of both bloodlines, and your potential is limitless."

As Yu Ding spoke, he glanced at the sky and raised his hand to set up thirty barriers to isolate the secrets of heaven. Then he said, "It's a pity that the bloodline power of those two is too strong."

The two bloodlines within you are locked in a struggle, constantly checking and balancing each other, which makes things more complicated.

You can't even obtain the benefits of a particular bloodline, making you as mediocre as an ordinary person. That's probably the situation within your body..."

As he spoke, he flicked his sleeve.

A burst of magical power formed a circle, within which black and white forces intertwined and influenced each other.

"Oh, I see. I knew it couldn't be because I'm bad!"

Longji's eyes lit up, and he clapped his hands, suddenly realizing something, and asked, "Master, is there any way to resolve this?"

"Ahem, what's right in front of you now..."

Yu Ding held up two fingers with an air of profound mystery: "There are two paths."

"Which two?" Longji asked earnestly.

"First, you will choose a bloodline, and I will help you awaken the power of that bloodline."

Yu Ding smiled and said, "At that time, your cultivation will progress by leaps and bounds. Not to mention becoming a true immortal, becoming a celestial immortal will be a piece of cake."

Longji's eyes lit up, and he was about to say something.

Yu Ding quickly coughed to interrupt, saying, "Please calm down. We'll discuss any decisions after we hear the next point."

Longji nodded and quieted down: "Master, please speak!"

“The second path is to continue cultivating in the current state,” Yu Ding said.

"Ah, this is only slightly better than being a mortal. If I continue cultivating like this, it will be difficult to even become an immortal. Is it even possible?" Longji asked with a doubtful expression.

"Why not?"

Yu Ding glanced at her and slowly said, "Do you know that the most powerful thing in this world is not talent or innate ability, but a Dao heart that remains as firm as divine iron after experiencing countless setbacks?"

"Dao Heart?" Longji was stunned.

Yu Ding glanced at Long Ji and slowly said:

"I once read in an ancient book about a little girl who struggled against heaven, against earth, and against herself."

He was not exceptionally gifted, but with his mortal body and an indomitable spirit, he defeated countless genius opponents.

She eventually cultivated herself into a female Heavenly Emperor, standing proudly above the nine heavens, with neither heaven nor earth able to block her path. Ultimately, in that world, she became one of the strongest beings throughout history.

"Ah, the Heavenly Empress...is this...real?"

Although Longji was intrigued, he was also skeptical, saying, "I've never heard of this before. I'm not well-educated, Master, you're not lying to me."

"Ha, you know you don't read much, so why don't you read more? Besides, what's impossible about a female Heavenly Emperor?"
Anything is possible in this world; it just depends on whether you dare to dream it, and whether you dare to act on it.

Yu Ding said calmly, "Furthermore, this matter occurred in a Great Thousand World. Although the upper limit of combat power there is not as high as here..."

However, the training environment is poor, leading to fierce competition. In battles between people of the same cultivation level... our people are probably far inferior.

P.S.: Go write the next chapter!
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