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

Chapter 153 The Flood Dragon Demon King's Special Pursuit of Killing His Master?

Yuquan Mountain.

Yang Jian stood on the cliff in front of Jinxia Cave, his eyes closed, a quiet and handsome man.

A gentle breeze blew by, causing his robes to flutter lightly.

Lingzhuzi and Qingyun looked at Yang Jian.

"Hey, little Taoist..."

"My name is Qingyun!"

Qingyun frowned slightly and said seriously.

"There's no difference."

Lingzhu waved her hand and whispered, "Let me ask, when is Uncle-Master Yuding returning?"

Qingyun shook his head: "You know these men are unpredictable. How would I know when they'll be back? Why are you asking?"

He looked at the spirit pearl with curiosity as he spoke.

"It's nothing. Recently, there's a Peng Demon King outside who suddenly appeared with great magical power. He not only caused chaos in the Western Sea, but also attacked the Heavenly Palace."

Lingzhu sighed in disappointment and said:
"I heard that my martial uncle subdued the Roc Demon King in the Heavenly Court. I just want to ask, who is more powerful, me or the Roc Demon King? My martial uncle is the most qualified to answer this question."

Qingyun looked at Lingzhuzi beside him with a strange expression: "What's the point of asking this?"

Lingzhuzi glanced at Yang Jian, then looked at the sky and said, "To be honest, Senior Brother Yang Jian is my role model now. Hearing about his glorious achievements, I suddenly have a dream..."

"Stop! I don't want to hear it!"

Qingyun jolted, decisively shook his head, and whispered while looking at Yang Jian's retreating figure:

"And do you think he wanted to cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace?"
"Is causing havoc in Heaven really that fun and exciting?"

Ling Zhuzi's expression shifted, and he asked with some curiosity, "What do you mean?"

“Lingzhuzi, right? Come here. As someone who watched Yang Jian grow up, I’m the most qualified to speak on this matter.”

Qingyun hooked his finger around Lingzhuzi's shoulder and whispered, "Don't look at me like that. I may be junior, but I'm very experienced. Yang Jian's rampage in the Heavenly Palace was purely out of necessity..."

After a long silence, Lingzhuzi fell into deep thought: "So it was forced out of him?"

"That's right, Yang Jian has the abilities he has today, do you think he cultivated them?"
No, these were all forced upon him by... cough cough, by his enemies.

Qingyun said with a profound expression, "Sometimes your potential is stimulated by your opponents, and the strength of your opponents also determines the level of your future achievements."

"Does the strength of one's opponent determine the level of achievement?"

Lingzhu's eyes flashed, and he murmured to himself, his eyes growing brighter and brighter.

"I understand."

Lingzhu nodded in agreement.

"you understood?"

Qingyun was somewhat surprised.

"You do not understand?"

Lingzhu asked in return.

"I understand, I understand, of course I understand."

Qingyun chuckled dryly and said, "How can I instruct you if I don't understand?"

“That’s true. I didn’t expect you, little Taoist boy, to have such talent,” Lingzhuzi agreed.

After this exchange, Lingzhuzi looked at Qingyun again...

I instantly forgot all my previous unpleasantness, and everything looked particularly pleasing to the eye.

"Hehe, that's right, don't you even know who I am?"

Qingyun tilted his head back smugly and said, "I must say, the old man's words really do carry weight!"
He found it to be very reasonable.

In fact, while following Yu Ding, he heard and remembered many things that seemed to contain profound truths.

It's just that some things aren't so easy to understand.

He may not speak of profound truths, but he can be a conveyor of the master's profound truths.

"Find a powerful opponent... How about this Roc Demon King? A golden-winged roc, capture him and make him my master's mount... Hehehe!"

Thinking of this, Lingzhuzi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows, catching the Golden-Winged Roc seemed as easy as catching a chicken.

"Sure, I'll support you in spirit. Would you like me to do a divination for you and see if it's auspicious or inauspicious?"

Qingyun suddenly said expressionlessly, "Back then... sigh, the past is too painful to recall."

"You can tell fortunes?" Lingzhu asked in surprise.

Qingyun said smugly, "These are all trivial skills, not worth mentioning. I am the Qingyun Master who will go down the mountain to establish a sect in the future."

Just as he was feeling smug, Qingyun glanced at Yang Jian, who was standing at the edge of the cliff, and suddenly frowned slightly: "Strange!"

"What's wrong with you?" Lingzhu asked.

Qingyun stared at Yang Jian, frowning, and said, "He looks familiar!"

After saying that, he rubbed his forehead and shook it.

"Senior Brother Yang... of course you recognize him."

"No, I vaguely saw that figure... Ah, my head hurts so much."

"Qingyun, what's wrong with you? Don't scare me. I didn't touch you this time."

If someone were standing in front of Yang Jian at this moment, they would see that he is holding a glowing monkey hair in his hand.

"That golden-winged bird has gone down the mountain, so..."

Yuan Hong's somewhat excited voice came from within the monkey hair.

Yang Jian transmitted his thoughts telepathically: "It's basically a done deal."

"Just as I thought... Brilliant!"

Hearing the exclamation, Yang Jian opened his eyes, and the monkey hair in his hand disappeared.

When he turned around, he saw Qingyun holding his head in his hands, looking somewhat pained.

Yang Jian raised his hand and stroked it across his forehead, and then his third eye opened.

"This is... a seal?" Yang Jian saw a tiny talisman glowing in Qingyun's sea of ​​consciousness.

This talisman is extremely exquisite; it is a secret technique of the Jade Void. At this moment, it has some cracks on it.

Moreover, the crack is now expanding rapidly, spreading like a spider web.

"Senior Brother Yang, what happened to Qingyun?"

At this moment, Qingyun let out a long howl, panting heavily and covered in sweat, but his eyes gradually regained their luster: "I remember now, before Yang Jian there was..."

As they were talking, Qingyun suddenly rolled his eyes back and fell straight to the ground.

Lingzhuzi: “∑(O_O；)”

"He probably messed up some kind of spell he was practicing," Yang Jian said from the side.

Lingzhu nodded blankly.

"Hey, it hurts..."

After a long while, Qingyun covered his head and slowly sat up, only to find himself in a cave.

A figure stood beside him.

"This is... my cave dwelling, Yang Jian?!"

Qingyun looked closely and suddenly exclaimed with delight, "I'll tell you a secret, Master was before you..."

"You've taken on another apprentice?!" Yang Jian asked with his arms crossed.

This master is something else, keeping things so secret is too tight.

Even Qingyun's memories were sealed.

Fortunately, his master's sealing power was not very strong, and his technique was not very sophisticated, only at the Refining Spirit Realm level.

However, due to the advanced magic, the seal gradually...unsealed after Qingyun broke through to the Void Returning Realm.

"You... you know?" Qingyun was stunned.

Yang Jian smiled, his eyes flickering: "Don't ask about that. Just remember, you can't tell anyone about Senior Brother Yuan Hong..."

Actually, even if the teacher-student relationship is exposed, it's not a big problem.

The Chan Sect is not afraid of the likes of the Heavenly Court.

But whether you're afraid or not is one thing and whether you can make it public.

Their patriarch had decreed that the three religions should support the work of the Heavenly Court.

This is about to be exposed! Oh, not only did the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Chan Sect not support it, but he also taught his disciple to wreak havoc in the Heavenly Palace, causing the Heavenly Court to lose face, and twice in a row...

Oh, right, this is the third time now.

Putting aside whether it violated the decree of the patriarch, what would the Heavenly Court think? What would the Heavenly Emperor think? What would the other gods think?
Furthermore, this primordial world is not solely controlled by the Jade Void Palace; there are also other sects such as the Human Sect, the Intercepting Sect, and the Western Sect.

The Jie Sect, in particular, has always been at odds with the Jade Void Palace.

The great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods is about to begin.

If the Jie Sect seizes on this point and launches an attack, wouldn't the Heavenly Court be in cahoots with them? How disadvantageous would that be for the Chan Sect, wouldn't it?
Some things are best left unthought; they become terrifying if you think about them too much!

Therefore,
Should this senior brother be given a formal title or not?
How he gives it depends on his master's decision; his master will handle it.

The Western Sea stretches for thousands of miles, its blue waves seemingly endless.

Jade tripod and Yellow Dragon rode on clouds through the air.

hold head high……

Far behind them, the roar of a dragon shook the heavens, wind and rain raged, torrential rain poured down, and dark clouds covered the vast expanse.

Amidst the sea of ​​clouds, a black dragon and a red dragon were locked in battle, their blood and scales spilling into the ocean.

"Hmm?" Suddenly the jade cauldron stopped.

On the west coast, a young man dressed in black, who looked to be around sixteen years old, stood still with a cold expression.

His face remained expressionless as he gazed at the battle in the distance.

"This is Ao Run's illegitimate son?" Huang Long was taken aback and frowned.

"What's wrong? Is something not right?"

As Yu Ding spoke, he used the Jade Void Profound Heaven Secret Technique and opened his Dharma Eye. He saw that the demonic energy above the boy's head was in the shape of a dragon and a snake, churning and surging, which was quite astonishing.

"Is it a dragon or a snake? If we follow this logic... could his mother be a snake demon?"

Huang Long secretly scoffed, "This Ao Run really has a weird taste."

Such profound fortune… Yu Ding’s heart stirred and he said, “How about it, Senior Brother Huang Long, do you want to take him as your disciple?”

"No!" Huang Long shook his head without hesitation, his gaze sharpening: "This monstrous creature is extremely evil, repulsive..."

Yu Ding nodded slightly in agreement, though he also felt quite displeased.

Although this dragon possessed abundant fortune, its gaze was cold and sinister, like that of a venomous snake.

Furthermore, he was cold-hearted, and even when watching the red dragon fighting for him, he didn't seem worried at all.

Judging from its destiny, if this dragon hadn't perished, it would undoubtedly have become a powerful figure among the demon race in the primordial world...

But judging from his character... he is by no means a kind person.

"Is it... the Flood Dragon Demon King?" A strange light flashed in Yu Ding's pupils.

The so-called Flood Dragon Demon King was actually six powerful and magical demons who had become sworn brothers with Sun Wukong.

However, if we extrapolate based on the timeline...
At this point in time, the future Seven Great Sages should still be... young, inexperienced, and weak!
You see, both of them harbored hatred, but Yang Jian grew up in his presence and his values ​​were shaped by him into being very upright.

But now that the dragon has grown up, he can no longer help it shape its values.

It's like a snake in winter; Yu Ding wasn't sure if it would bite him once it was warmed up.

Teaching a disciple whose nature is like a snake...

This must be handled with extreme caution.

Here, a third-generation descendant who died at the hands of the Serpent's Disciple has a lot to say.

"I really want to kill this evil brat." Huang Long's eyes were cold.

It's strange, some people can make you feel disgusted just by looking at them for the first time.

Below, the young man in black suddenly felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar. His cold expression changed, and he looked around with surprise in his eyes.

"Okay, let's go!"

Yu Ding's eyes flashed as he took Huang Long away: "This kid has quite the luck. If you kill him, your own luck will suffer a backlash and be damaged. Do you still want to survive the tribulation then?"

Upon hearing the words "killing calamity,"
Huang Long snorted coldly and then gave up.

"Let's go!" Yu Ding smiled, glanced behind him, and then rode the clouds into the distance.

He saw that this boy had the appearance of murdering his master... He couldn't accept him!

As the two walked away, a thin, yellow-skinned Taoist appeared out of thin air, as if he had appeared out of nowhere, without causing any ripples in the space.

The Taoist priest then appeared before a black-clad boy of about sixteen years old with a cold expression.

"What are you doing?" the boy asked coldly.

"You once had at least two masters, and then you killed them. Why?" The thin, yellow-haired Taoist frowned slightly.

The boy in black said, "Because I've learned what they taught me, they have nothing left to teach me. And you, what do you want to do?"

"Young man, would you like to become an apprentice and learn the Tao?"

The thin, yellow-haired Taoist smiled, as if possessing the power to see into one's soul: "If you wish..."

The boy in black interrupted him, bowing deeply: "Master, please accept this disciple's bow once more."

The thin, yellow-haired Taoist priest was suddenly taken aback, somewhat annoyed: "Disciple, no need for formalities!"

They had prepared a whole host of persuasive words, but they were shut down like that. Even with their eloquence, they were almost rendered speechless by him.

"May I ask your honorific title, Master..." the black-clad youth asked.

The thin, yellow-haired Taoist glanced at him and said, "When the time comes, you will know for yourself. I know everything about your affairs."

"But with your strength, you want revenge... hahaha, that's nothing but a pipe dream. You should come with me to cultivate first!"

……

Yu Ding returned to Yuquan Mountain.

Because the clone has already brought the Divine Ice Iron.

He could forge a divine weapon for Yuan Hong.

Huanglong muttered that a great calamity was about to begin, and he needed to make some preparations, so he returned to his own dojo first.

"master!"

Qingyun bowed respectfully as the figure descended from the sky.

Yu Ding nodded and walked towards Jinxia Cave: "Has anyone come here while I was away?"

“Yang Jian and Lingzhuzi came here!” Qingyun said.

Yu Ding paused in his tracks: "Where are they?"

"Let's go!" Qingyun said.

Yang Jian left first because Lingzhuzi said he would stay at Yuquan Mountain for a while.

As soon as Yang Jian left, Ling Zhuzi happily slipped away too, saying he was going to challenge the Peng Demon King.

His cultivation level was too low, and he couldn't be stopped, so what else could be done?

The only thing we can do is offer spiritual support to Lingzhuzi!

Oh, by the way, when Lingzhuzi left, he even did a fortune telling for his new good friend...

The divination result is quite auspicious!
"Did they say what they wanted to do here?" Yu Ding asked.

Qingyun shook his head: "I just inquired about Xiaofei."

Xiao Fei… Yu Ding paused, his expression slightly changing.

Could it be that this clever little devil has noticed something?

Perhaps it was because he was such a good teacher, but in any case, both disciples seem to be quite intelligent.

During the Investiture of the Gods, Yang Jian served under Jiang Ziya, fighting on the battlefield during the day and devising strategies at night, making him a truly versatile talent.

Yuan Hong was also a formidable opponent, on par with Yang Jian.

"What else did he say?" Yu Ding asked.

Qingyun shook his head: "When he left, he said that he might have guessed wrong."

Well, this clever little devil still managed to discover something... Yu Ding shook his head inwardly. People are naturally curious, and he didn't believe that Yang Jian wouldn't investigate further once he had a clue.

So it was only a matter of time before Yang Jian discovered it.

Because outsiders rely on celestial divination, once the celestial secrets are concealed, they are powerless to do anything about it.

But Yang Jian is different; this kid knows many details and can easily deduce the truth.

Yu Ding entered the Landscape Painting, and a pile of jade books on weapon crafting appeared beside him.

After altering the flow rate within the small world, making one day outside equal to one year there, Yu Ding began studying the art of weapon crafting.

One advantage of immortals living a long life is that they have plenty of time to learn new skills.

Unless one truly lacks talent in that area, one can absolutely become an all-rounder.

Should we give it to Xiao Fei too...? The halberd in his hand seems quite suitable for him.

After studying for a full year in the small world, Yu Ding began his journey of weapon forging.

……

Two figures, one large and one small, are still traveling through the human world.

"Not to become an immortal, but only to wait for your return in the mortal world..." Longji revealed a look of longing and emotion.

"It's less about her Daoist heart and more about a persistent belief that sustained her to the end."

Yu Ding nodded and looked at her, saying, "That's why I asked you earlier, what is the purpose of your cultivation?"
If you have this belief, then I believe it will absolutely support you to go very, very far.

PS: Another writer's block... It's so painful, I'm not going to say anything more. I understand, you can only adjust on your own!

I'd like to recommend a book to everyone: *The Guide to Conquering Another World*, for beginner anglers.

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(End of this chapter)