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

Chapter 265 Is Yu Ding very interested in the West?

In the primordial era, while communication between East and West was not completely severed, it was certainly not frequent.

After all, since some time ago, the saying has circulated that the west is poor and the east is rich, the west is barren and the east is a land of outstanding people and abundant resources...

Therefore, the disciples of the Chan, Jie, and other schools of thought disdain the Western region.

In terms of cultivation, the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects often engaged in verbal battles, claiming their own methods as the orthodox Xuanmen sect and looking down on the other sect's methods.

However, both sides surprisingly agree on the Western perspective...

Unorthodox methods!

Then, under the influence of this environment, when Westerners came to the East and encountered the disciples of the three religions, they were usually quite embarrassed. But seeing such a friendly jade cauldron at this moment, Mahasthamaprapta was unexpectedly flattered.

"Brother Maitreya once said that the disciples of the Eastern Sage Tongtian are all arrogant, domineering, and look down on everyone. Although the disciples of the Primordial Sage are polite, their arrogance and disdain for them are undeniable..."

Mahasthamaprapta gazed at the humble Yu Ding and thought to himself, "Although this Brother Yu Ding is also a disciple of the Primordial Sage, he seems... not to have the arrogance and disdain that my senior brother described. He seems to be a very nice person."

"How many times has Junior Brother Mahasthamaprapta come to Jambudvipa this time?" Yu Ding asked with a smile.

In fact, given the long-standing saying that the East is rich and the West is poor, it's not entirely unreasonable that the Twelve Golden Immortals or the disciples of the Jie Sect held the Western Sect in contempt.

In terms of lineage, although all the saints were disciples of that one, the Three Pure Ones were the direct disciples, while the two Western Saints were only outer disciples. From this point of view, they were slightly inferior.
Secondly, when the primordial land shattered, the Eastern Divine Land inherited more of the blessings of the great god Pangu, boasting countless sacred mountains and blessed lands. In contrast, the West, apart from Mount Sumeru, has almost no mountains that people can name, and Westerners often refer to their West as barren…

If one had to describe the impression that the disciples of the three religions of the East have of the West, Yu Ding thinks it would be much like how netizens viewed Indians in his previous life!
but……

A glint flashed in Yu Ding's eyes, but he had never looked down on the West.

Those two are their grandmaster's outer disciples. You should know how many innate saints and acquired beings have been born in the entire prehistoric world, but only six of them have finally become saints. The two from the West occupy two of those seats. What right do these juniors have to look down on the Western methods?

Secondly, so what if the West is impoverished? Is it really that difficult to change the West's "impoverishment" with the earth-shattering methods of a sage?

He knew that the Western lands might not be as blessed with natural resources and outstanding people as the East, but the Western religion was by no means poor, and Mount Sumeru was certainly not impoverished...

"To be honest, senior brother, Master instructed me to come to the Eastern Divine Continent for training. Last time, I was traveling around here when I was blocked by the Ghost King. Today, I have come to convert him." Mahasthamaprapta said, looking at the Ghost King opposite him.

"I see!" Upon hearing this, Yu Ding glanced at the tense Ghost King and smiled, "Then I'll help you defeat this monster..."

"Senior brother, there's no need..."

Mahasthamaprapta flashed to Yu Ding's side, raised a hand to stop Yu Ding, and looked at the Ghost King. Just as he was about to say something, the Ghost King hurriedly interrupted him, saying, "What kind of skill is it for outsiders to ask for help? If you bully the few with your numbers, then I will not accept defeat even if I lose."

“You wicked child, how about I fight you a few rounds?” Yu Ding said.

The Ghost King's expression tightened, and he said in a deep voice, "Jade Cauldron Immortal, I respect you as a venerable immortal from a prestigious lineage. Today, I'll give you face. How about you take this guy's life after you win?"

"Senior brother, I didn't dare to go all out just now because I noticed someone was secretly watching me. Now that I know it's you, senior brother, I'm ready to go all out. I'll trouble you to cover for me from the side." Da Shi Zhi hurriedly said.

Heh, look at you, so possessive of your food... Yu Ding was just saying that to be polite, he didn't expect you to actually step in, so he went along with it and said, "Well... alright! This humble Taoist will only observe the battle and will not intervene!"

He is no longer the original Jade Cauldron Immortal. At this moment, his physical body has reached the sixth stage of transformation. Although he can barely fight against a powerful being, that would be a hand-to-hand combat.

In terms of primordial spirit and soul combat... cough cough, he is still very weak.

Having received the promise from the jade cauldron, the Ghost King looked at Mahasthamaprapta, let out a low roar, and his eyes blazed with intense blood-red light, as if he were about to devour someone.

If looks could kill, he was certain this visiting Taoist priest would have been dead countless times over...

boom!
He roared, clenched his fists, and unleashed his immense power. Countless streams of Yin energy, like fountains, erupted from the ground, swirling around him and forming a storm that continuously flowed into his body.

In addition, there were ghosts and terrified screams around him, being pulled into his body by the suction force.

This time, he's truly enraged and determined to settle things with Mahasthamaprapta.

Soon, with the influx of these forces, his already enormous body, which was comparable to a mountain, swelled up again.

boom!
In the blink of an eye, a majestic figure stood tall between heaven and earth, its height immeasurable, its body shrouded in dense ghostly energy, obscuring its true form.

Yet its terrifying aura spread like a storm, shaking the heavens and earth, scattering clouds, causing mountains and valleys to tremble, and countless birds and beasts to lie prostrate on the ground, trembling in fear...

Amidst that terrifying ghostly aura, a pair of eyes, like two deep, blood-red lakes, were embedded in the sky, and the murderous intent emanating from them was chilling.

His anger was beyond words at this moment.

Just imagine, he was originally a king of this mountain, and his power was in harmony with the yin energy of this place. He was difficult for the heavens to control and the underworld to subdue. He could do whatever he wanted every day and live a very carefree life.

The human dynasty, disliking him, sent large armies to him several times, but the result was nothing more than increasing his troop strength.

But now that he's been targeted by this outsider Taoist priest, Mahasthamaprapta, he hasn't had a single day of peace since...

"This... is all show and no substance!"

Yu Ding was also surprised, but after examining it carefully, he shook his head and said, "It is not as good as following the laws of heaven and earth."

The "Law of Heaven and Earth" technique transforms the user into a colossal being ten thousand feet tall, resulting in a surge in strength in all aspects. However, this Ghost King merely absorbed the power of this place to enlarge his body, which is actually more show than substance and does not significantly enhance his own abilities.

Simply put... it looks good but is useless!

However, it's also clear that... this Ghost King is truly fighting desperately.

"die!"

The enormous, majestic roar was like thunder. A fist as big as a mountain, carrying the power of a demon king, crashed down. The wind howled, the void trembled, and as it fell, the huge fist burned fiercely as it rapidly rubbed against the air.

Seeing this, Mahasthamaprapta's expression changed slightly. He quickly put his hands together, and golden light emanated from his body, transforming into a figure about ten feet tall.

Immediately afterwards, Mahasthamaprapta shone with golden light, its form growing to about ten feet in size, as if cast from pure gold, exuding a sacred aura that was no less terrifying than that of the previous figure.

"It's out, the Golden Body Technique..." Upon seeing this, Yu Ding's eyes blazed with divine light.

Legend has it that when the golden body is fully formed, it is sixteen feet tall. This Mahasthamaprapta can cultivate a golden body that is one foot tall... In Yu Ding's opinion, it is indeed very powerful.

At this moment, the Ghost King, who held the advantage of terrain and was considered invincible, was locked in a duel with the Great Strength Bodhisattva, who had cultivated a golden body measuring one zhang in length...

The Great Strength Bodhisattva was golden and shone brightly. It was about ten feet in size, which was already very large in front of mortals. But in front of the Ghost King, who was as big as a mountain, no, even under that fist, he was as small as an ant.

The two forces met!

Yu Ding's pupils contracted sharply. He clearly saw that time seemed to stand still when the two forces met, and there was an instant of silence.

But in an instant, a violent force, accompanied by blinding divine light, tore through the void, and the dazzling light swept across the sky and all directions, spreading like a tsunami...

A massive mushroom cloud rose into the sky from this spot.

I don't know how much time has passed!

This world became utterly silent...

At this moment, a divine light shot up from the ground, transforming into a scroll, swirling with light, and unfurled with a whoosh. A figure stepped out from the scroll.

It was indeed a jade tripod.

"Is this what it looks like when a powerful being fights desperately?"

Yu Ding fell silent for a moment. Looking around, the majestic mountains in the distance were either shattered or broken in half. The earth was cracked and devastated.

If this place was once a haunted land where countless ghosts gathered, now it has become a death trap...

In a large pit in the distance, Mahasthamaprapta slowly stood up. His Western-style Taoist robe was now tattered, and his once sacred and immaculate golden body had several cracks. His expression was somewhat miserable, and there was a trace of golden blood at the corner of his mouth.

but……

Yu Ding shaded his eyes with his hand and looked around, asking, "Where is the Ghost King...?"

At this moment, a dark light was "slowly" flying south, leaving a trail of clouds behind it... It would flash and disappear from time to time, and then reappear a moment later in front.

Of course, "slow" is only from the ground, but the dark light in the sky could be described as fast as lightning, tearing through the clouds.

"Damn it, despicable, hateful, hateful Mahasthamaprapta, hateful Jade... Mahasthamaprapta, damned Mahasthamaprapta..."

In the dark light, the Ghost King gritted his teeth, wishing he could devour the flesh of the Great Strength Bodhisattva.

When the forces of Heaven or the Underworld came to attack him, they found they couldn't defeat him, so they eventually sounded the retreat and returned with their losses.

Unlike this outsider, Mahasthamaprapta, who doesn't understand any rules at all, he's fighting to the death. Plus, there's Jade Cauldron Immortal, so to be honest, he's become quite indifferent to it all.

He was truly reluctant to leave that precious land, but he knew that if he continued to guard Ghost Valley, he would never have a peaceful day again. It would be better to abandon this place, pass through the passage of the Four Extremes, leave the prehistoric world in a carefree manner, go to the outer realms, and find a world to wander around and retire in...

Although the situation just now was extremely passive for him, fortunately everything was within his calculations.

The power of Guigu can heal his injuries faster than that of Da Shi Zhi, so what he needs to do is go all out and have a world-shaking attack with Da Shi Zhi, otherwise even if he runs away, he won't be able to stop the one watching the battle!

He has already run tens of thousands of miles away, so even if Master Yuding wanted to catch up, he probably wouldn't be able to, right?
He smiled and glanced back, then... his pupils suddenly contracted, his smile froze, and his eyes almost popped out.

Tens of thousands of miles behind him, the void rippled, and in the next instant, a figure appeared tens of thousands of miles away. The figure made a hand seal with his left hand, and a jade talisman between his right index and middle fingers glowed, absorbing the figure. In another instant, the figure was pulled tens of thousands of miles closer to him...

The Ghost King tried to turn quickly, but the void in front of him rippled like water, and a figure stepped out.

“Jade… Jade…” The Ghost King’s face showed a shocked expression.

"Fellow Daoist, as the Ghost King, why do you look as if you've seen a ghost when you see me?" Yu Ding said with a smile.

"What is that jade talisman?" The Ghost King was still somewhat incredulous, and he gritted his teeth, circulating his magic power as if he were about to make a move.

"Oh, you mean this? The 'Teleportation Talisman'? I made it for fun when I was bored."

Yu Ding took in the Ghost King's actions, then pulled out a handful from his sleeve and said with a smile, "Want some? I'll give you a few to play with!"

Upon seeing Yu Ding pull a handful of jade talismans from his sleeve, the Ghost King's eyes widened instantly. After a long while, his lips twitched, his hand, which had been forming a hand seal, slumped open, and he gritted his teeth, saying, "I... surrender!"

Yu Ding's smiling offer to give him a few coins to play with was more infuriating than any threat he might have received...

At this moment, he and Da Shi Zhi were both severely injured, and he had also left the power of Gui Gu, so he no longer had the capital to be arrogant.

At that moment, a golden light staggered and flew towards them from afar.

"Who are you?" Yu Ding asked.

The ghost king was taken aback and whispered, "I am a ghost..."

"No, I'm asking who you were in your previous life!"

Yu Ding's gaze was somewhat profound: "Ghost Immortals are of the lower level, but you have cultivated to such a level. While the Underworld you just visited was indeed impressive, you... are definitely not simple."

The Ghost King dared not meet the Jade Cauldron's gaze. After a long silence, he sighed, "My name is Lu Mu, one of the brothers of the Lord of Jiuli. Thousands of years ago, my brothers and I followed our eldest brother and fought against the Yanhuang in the Battle of Zhuolu. Who knew that the brat Xuanyuan would receive the assistance of all the gods? We were not convinced, and though we died, our resentment could not be quelled. In the end, our souls drifted to the Ghost Valley of Yunmeng Mountain..."

"The ruler of the Nine Li... Chi You? No wonder!"

Yu Ding looked at the Ghost King before him, nodded slightly, and held up two fingers with a smile, saying, "What are your plans now?"

"I... plan to?" Lu Mu stared at the jade cauldron, his face darkening.

This is just like a tiger eyeing a sheep and asking what its plans are. What are its plans? Its life isn't even in Yu Ding's hands!
"Ahem, my junior brother wants to convert you to go to the West to enjoy a life of luxury." Seeing that this guy was so clueless, Yu Ding coughed and said.

"The West? Enjoying life? Bah!"

Lu Mu realized what was happening and hurriedly knelt down in front of the jade cauldron, saying, "Everyone says the West is poor... cough cough, I'm afraid I won't adapt to the climate and water in the West, so I'd rather stay in the East. I beg the immortal to take me in."

“This…” Yu Ding sighed, “It was clearly that junior brother who came to convert you, but you acted like this… It makes it difficult for me to explain to that junior brother.”

If they were insignificant people, it wouldn't be a problem for them to be converted, but now that there's this connection, we can't let the West poach them.

Lu Mu said, "Immortal, the rule of the strong is to be respected by the strong. I will submit to you if you are stronger than me, but that Taoist priest, Mahasthamaprapta..."

"Cough cough!" Yu Ding coughed dryly.

Although the Western religion is the predecessor of Buddhism, it is not yet one. It can only be called a Taoist priest, otherwise Lu Mu would probably be afraid of the bald monk.

"Fine, since you put it that way... then I'll go and negotiate with my junior brother. My Jade Spring Mountain is still missing a guardian deity!" Yu Ding said, summoning the Mountain and River Map and directly engulfing Lu Mu in it.

Yunmeng Mountain! Guigu Valley!

"Is that so? Is this your choice, fellow Daoist?!"

The Great Strength Bodhisattva, sitting cross-legged, looked at Lu Mu before him and sighed.

"Might makes right, that is my creed."

Lu Mu chuckled and said, "Look at the pathetic state you're in now. I'm right in front of you, do you dare to talk to me again... waah..."

As he spoke, his expression suddenly changed, and he exhaled a mouthful of black essence.

"That's it!"

Mahasthamaprapta looked deeply at the jade cauldron, a forced smile appearing on his troubled face: "It seems that you are not destined to be with my Western Paradise."

He felt an urge to vomit blood!
He even risked his golden body to subdue this demon king, only to have Yu Ding reap the benefits...

Looking at Yu Ding again, his once approachable face... how could it be so annoying!
He struggled to his feet and said calmly, "Brother Dao, the matter here is settled, I will return now."

"Junior brother, please wait!"

Yu Ding quickly stopped him and said with a smile, "Just now I saw that Junior Brother's method was profound and I was willing to discuss the Dharma with Junior Brother. I wonder if Junior Brother would be willing?"

"Discussing the Dharma and the Tao?" Mahasthamaprapta was taken aback.

Yu Ding nodded slightly and sighed, saying, "I have been stuck in a bottleneck in my cultivation for a long time, and I can no longer find any hope of breaking through in the Eastern methods."

I have long heard that the West also possesses supreme and wondrous methods, which I have admired for a long time. Just now, I saw that my junior brother's method has unique aspects, which is why I felt the urge to exchange ideas and discuss the Dao. Of course, if it is inconvenient for my junior brother, that's fine too..."

"I see!"

Mahasthamaprapta's heart stirred. He had indeed heard his master mention this matter. The twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect had cultivated for a long time, yet they were unable to sever their three corpses.

Now, the calamities and dangers of the mortal world are imminent.

"Junior brother, please!"

Yu Ding sat cross-legged, and green light shone on the ground beneath him. Many tender grasses quickly spread out of the ground and grew, forming a futon in the blink of an eye.

Upon hearing this, Mahasthamaprapta sat cross-legged, and golden light shone beneath him, transforming into a golden lotus that supported him: "Brother Yuding, I have often heard that the East seeks the Great Dao. May I ask, what is the Great Dao?"

Yu Ding smiled slightly, and said in a profound and unfathomable way: "The Great Dao is formless, nameless, inquisitive, and unresponsive. It is infinitely large and infinitely small. It cannot be known, nor can it be practiced!"

After hearing this, Mahasthamaprapta pondered for a long time and then said, "Eastern cultivators first learn the Dao, then acquire the Dao, then attain the Dao, and finally achieve the Dao. They then enter Penglai Island in the mortal world, ascend to the Grotto Heaven, ascend to the Yang Heaven, and ascend to the Three Pure Ones. These are all people who have achieved the Dao. Today, you alone say that the Dao cannot be known or practiced. But is it possible to keep the Dao hidden?"

Yu Ding pondered for a moment and said, “I have no secrets about the Way. Those who claim to follow the Way in the world merely have the name of liking it. If they hear of the Great Way, they have no faith; even if they have faith, they lack the willpower to practice it. They change their minds the next day, forgetting what they did while sitting. They begin with diligence and hard work, but end with laziness. Therefore, I say that the Great Way is difficult to know and difficult to practice…”

Their discussion extended from the Great Dao to the understanding of heaven and earth, the four seasons, and all things, finally reaching the topic of cultivation.

"I have heard that the East emphasizes the primordial spirit, refining essence into qi, and refining qi into spirit. They believe that only with a strong soul can one cross to the other shore, and that the physical body is insignificant and can be discarded. Is that true?" asked Mahasthamaprapta.

Ah, right, right… Yu Ding smiled and asked in return, “Then what are your thoughts, Junior Brother?”

Although the three teachings do not necessarily abandon the physical body, Mahasthamaprapta is not wrong. The three teachings cultivate the primordial spirit, and many disciples have very fragile physical bodies. This weakness is particularly evident among the disciples of the Chan sect.

After all, many disciples of the Jie Sect were extraordinary individuals who had attained enlightenment, possessing extremely powerful true bodies, so physical strength was not a major issue for them.

This is probably why many Qi cultivators failed when facing mortal generals who practiced martial arts during the Investiture of the Gods!
Of course, there are also very unorthodox methods of achieving physical immortality in the East, but the cultivation is much more arduous. Ordinary people already find it extremely difficult to achieve longevity, so they naturally wouldn't endure such hardship.

However... it seems that the original Jade Cauldron Immortal had already realized the shortcomings of specializing in one area, otherwise he would not have created the Nine Revolutions Profound Technique.

Mahasthamaprapta smiled slightly: "But our Western world is different. We believe that the world is like a sea of ​​suffering, and all living beings are in it. The physical body is like a boat, and the soul is like the person in the boat. Only if the physical body is eternally indestructible can people be carried across the sea of ​​suffering and reach the other shore!"

After he finished speaking, he quietly looked at the jade cauldron.

Yu Ding pondered for a long time before deliberately saying, "That would be good, but if the ship cannot remain sturdy forever, it will eventually rot and sink after being submerged in water for a long time!"

Mahasthamaprapta's sorrowful face then revealed a hint of pride: "I possess the wondrous Western Dharma, which grants an indestructible golden body and the ability to cross over to the other shore!"

"I've been waiting for this..." Yu Ding frowned, feigning thought, "I'd like to hear the details..."

Seeing the appearance of the jade cauldron, Da Shi Zhi was immediately caught in a dilemma.

After all, this Golden Body Technique is the foundation of the West, so it cannot be passed on lightly. But if he doesn't say a few words, the atmosphere will become too tense, and he will be at a loss for words.

Besides, Master Yuding spoke frankly about some methods related to the primordial spirit, and he also gained something from it. If he were to keep something to himself today and not pass on any real knowledge, it would make him seem petty and arrogant.

If this gets out in the future, it will likely damage the reputation of the West!
Fine, I'll just pass on a little bit!
Little by little… Mahasthamaprapta steeled his resolve, his gaze hardening: “Brother Dao, listen carefully…”

Yu Ding immediately became serious, as attentive as if he were listening to his master's lesson.

Next, Mahasthamaprapta began to elaborate...

"Brother Dao, Brother Dao?" Several days later, after Da Shi Zhi finished speaking, he saw that the jade cauldron opposite him was completely immersed in the teachings, forgetting himself and the world around him, with golden light swirling around him.

"That's something... This person has a high level of understanding. No, I can't say any more."

Mahasthamaprapta was immediately alerted. After thinking for a moment, he left his magic here to say goodbye, got up, looked at the dilapidated place, and sighed.

This place was originally a sacred and precious land, but due to the large number of dead souls, it gradually turned into a dangerous and desolate place. However, if the Ghost King and the ghosts could be converted and the place moved to the West, that would be a wonderful thing.

It's a pity that after all that hard work, not only did they get nothing in the end, but they also destroyed their golden statue. It's like stealing a chicken... It's simply outrageous!
Mahasthamaprapta rode a cloud and leisurely headed west.

Xiniu Hezhou!

On the majestic Mount Sumeru, the place where the Western religion had arrived, laymen could be seen among the green pines, monks among the cypresses, and countless rare treasures, divine birds and beasts...

At the top of the mountain stands a strangely shaped ancient hall with only four pillars and no walls or roof. The entire hall appears vast and is enveloped in a sacred atmosphere.

This is the legendary Western Paradise, a land of tranquility where there is no birth, old age, sickness, or death, no hunger, and no strife...

Two saints sat cross-legged on lotus thrones above the main hall. One was in the center, about sixteen feet tall, with a yellow face and boundless light emanating from behind him, as if he were a vast world.

This is none other than the Lord of the Western Paradise, the Holy One who guides us to enlightenment and leads the Western Religion!

Beside him stood the Second Master, Zhunti, who was sallow-faced and thin, holding a tree branch adorned with treasures.
"Greetings, Master! Greetings, Uncle-Master Zhunti!"

Mahasthamaprapta bowed and said, "Disciple...has returned!"

Although Mahasthamaprapta wasn't in such a sorry state at the moment, his aura was weak and his expression was listless; anyone could tell that he wasn't in good condition.

Zhunti and Jieyin exchanged a glance, and Zhunti asked, "What's wrong? Is this trip to the East... not going well?"

Mahasthamaprapta sighed and had no choice but to tell his two commanders everything he had experienced after going to the East.

"what?"

After hearing this, Zhunti asked in surprise, "You ran into the Jade Cauldron Immortal of the Chan Sect?"

Mahasthamaprapta nodded: "Indeed, I fought that Ghost King for a long time, exhausting all my methods, even damaging my golden body, but that wretch still wouldn't submit. On the contrary, that Jade Cauldron True Man, I don't know what method he used, seemingly without even lifting a finger, but in a moment he made that wretch completely submit..."

“Master Yu Ding is, after all, a disciple of Sage Yu Xu. Although he keeps a low profile, he has been famous for a long time, possesses great supernatural powers, and has profound magical abilities. It is normal for that wicked child to submit to him even if he doesn’t want to.”

The guide said, "You don't need to be too upset about your failure to subdue that wicked creature."

Mahasthamaprapta breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Thank you, Master. This disciple will take his leave and go to recuperate and heal his injuries."

Jieyin nodded slightly, and soon, Mahasthamaprapta walked out of the main hall.

"Nephew, wait a moment!"

He had only been out for a short while when he heard someone calling him. He turned around and saw that it was Zhunti. He quickly bowed and said, "Does Uncle-Master need something from me?"

"Nephew, there's no need for such formalities!"

Zhunti smiled and said, "Just now, my uncle told me that the Jade Cauldron Immortal... stayed with you and discussed the Dharma with you for several days?"

"Yes! He seems extremely interested in my Western methods, and unlike other Eastern cultivators, he doesn't look down on his disciples. On the contrary, he treats them with great courtesy."

Mahasthamaprapta felt a tightness in his heart, fearing that he would be held accountable for passing on his family's teachings. He quickly said, "We have both benefited from our exchanges, but Uncle Master, rest assured, what I have said are only some basic teachings. I have not revealed a single word of the secret teachings I have been given."

Upon hearing what Mahasthamaprapta said, Zhunti raised his eyebrows and showed a look of joy.

But when he heard the last sentence, he was stunned: "What, you're keeping things from me? You didn't pass on a single important piece of information?"

“Yes!” Mahasthamaprapta was taken aback for a moment, but still nodded.

"You... sigh, it is a good thing for disciples of the two sects to meet and become friends. Discussing the Dao and verifying each other's learning is even more joyous."

Zhunti seemed very agitated: "Look at you, child... how can you be so muddle-headed and petty, keeping secrets from others? What's wrong with me asking him to share some teachings? Is this all the magnanimity we Westerners have?"

Zhunti looked at Mahasthamaprapta with a hint of disappointment.

Mahasthamaprapta was dumbfounded... Uncle-Master, why are you siding with outsiders?

(End of this chapter)