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

Chapter 352 Master's supernatural powers have become increasingly frightening over the years (Happy Mid-Autumn Festival)

Guanjiang Estuary, Zhenjun Temple!
Yang Jian, who looked like an ordinary person, flashed a white light as he stepped through the gate, revealing his true appearance, and headed straight for the backyard.

It was getting late.

"Second Master!"

Li Huanzhang, the fourth brother of Meishan, and Zhijian, the sixth brother, came to greet them.

"Where's that kid?" Yang Jian looked around, searching. "Didn't I tell you to take him to the manor for a look around?"

“We want to, too!”

Zhijian said with a somewhat helpless expression, "But that kid couldn't walk past the pond and insisted on trying out your rod, Second Master. He's at the pond right now."

"Ok?"

Yang Jian's expression was somewhat strange, then he nodded expressionlessly: "You all go about your business, I'll personally receive him."

The two nodded and watched Yang Jian head towards the pond.

Li Huanzhang said suspiciously, "I wonder what kind of background this kid has. Not only did Master Yuding personally deliver it, but Second Master also had to personally receive him. I must say, he's really good at fishing."

"Alright, stop thinking nonsense, let's go get busy." Zhijian called to Lao Si and they left.

Zhang Youren sat upright by the pond, holding a fishing rod, his expression focused, his eyes fixed on the water.

Yang Jian appeared silently at the backyard gate, one hand resting on the wall.

It was him, it was him who caused our family to be destroyed... Yang Jian's hand slowly clenched into a fist, and the killing intent in his eyes rose little by little.

When he realized this, he quickly closed his eyes.

Even though many years have passed, sometimes time cannot heal all wounds.

His mother was saved, but the scene of his father and brother's death still feels like it happened yesterday, and he still can't forget it.

The final solution reached was more like a compromise between the Jade Palace and the Heavenly Court.

After a long while, Yang Jian took a deep breath, opened his clenched fist, and slowly opened his eyes.

In truth, he knew in his heart that the matter was over.

What a terrible crime it would be for a disciple of the Jade Void Sect to cause havoc in the Heavenly Palace! The fact that he was able to escape unscathed and even change one of the Heavenly Laws is the best outcome his master could have achieved for him.

He understood the reasoning; after all, if you traced it back to the source, it was all caused by her mother violating the heavenly rules first.

Compared to the Heavenly Court that caused his family's destruction, he hated even more the weak, powerless version of himself who couldn't do anything back then.

From that moment on, he vowed in his heart that he would never let such a thing happen again, and that his loved ones would never be hurt again.

As for this guy in front of me...

"It must be like what my mother said, that I had no choice in the matter." Yang Jian looked at Zhang Youren calmly, then turned to leave.

With a casual wave of his hand as he turned around, an invisible force shot towards the focused fisherman.

"Oops, how did my hand slip?"

Yang Jian turned around in surprise, looked at his hand, and muttered something.

At that moment, with a splash, Zhang Youren flew into the pond in a "fish-blasting" motion and began to thrash about.

"Help! Help! I can't swim..." Zhang Youren exclaimed.

Yang Jian quickly grabbed a bamboo pole, scooped up Zhang Youren, and threw him to the ground, saying, "Brother Zhang, be careful! How did you fall into the water?"

Zhang Youren was dizzy from the fall. He groaned and looked back, puzzled, "I don't know how I fell into the water. There was no one else behind me."

Yang Jian, without batting an eye, reached out his hand: "How are you? Are you alright? Let me help you up."

Zhang Youren grabbed his hand and stood up, saying, "Thank goodness! By the way, Brother Yang, I didn't drown, but you almost made me die. Couldn't you use your magic to pull me out?"

Yang Jian coughed lightly and said, "I forgot in my haste. By the way, you tried my rod, how did it feel?"

"That would be wonderful, a priceless treasure."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Youren felt no pain anymore. He took out the fishing rod that he hadn't thrown away even after it fell into the water, his eyes shining. Then he shook his head and said, "It's just a pity."

"What's a pity?" Yang Jian was slightly taken aback.

Zhang Youren stared at the gleaming fishing rod: "Although fishing is a pastime, in my opinion, it is also a kind of spiritual practice."

"Cultivation?" Yang Jian looked at Zhang Youren in surprise: "I would like to hear more about it."

Zhang Youren asked, "What is the purpose of the True Lord's fishing?"

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and said, "I enjoy the thrill of conquering my prey when hunting, as do fishing and slaying demons."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Youren shook his head and smiled, "It seems that the True Lord cares more about the result than the process."

"Is that not allowed?" Yang Jian asked.

Zhang Youren walked to the stone table in the nearby pavilion, raised his hand and smiled, "Please sit down, True Lord, and let me explain in detail."

Yang Jian looked at Zhang Youren, who had a refined smile on his face, with suspicion, and then, as if possessed, sat down in the pavilion.

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment after sitting down.

In the past, he wouldn't even have wanted to open a celestial palace in the Heavenly Court and take up a post. Instead, he wanted to come to the mortal world and obey orders but not summons.

Sitting at the same table as that uncle was out of the question.

But today...

He looked at Zhang Youren and saw that Zhang Youren still had a refined and kind smile.

"Whether the result or the process is more important, I don't know, but I hope what I'm about to say can give Zhenjun some inspiration."

Zhang Youren laughed and said, "The reason I say that fishing is a form of self-cultivation is that firstly, it helps me relieve stress and relax; secondly, it brings me peace; thirdly, it cultivates my character; fourthly, it allows me to hone my patience and perseverance while waiting; and fifthly..."

He looked at Yang Jian and kept him in suspense.

Yang Jian laughed and asked, "How about the fifth one?"

"Some say that the joy of fighting with heaven and earth is endless, but I say: the underwater world is vast, the sun and moon are long on the fishing rod, and the joy of fighting with fish and shrimp is also endless."

Zhang Youren smiled and handed over Yang Jian's fishing rod: "Although Zhenjun's rod can catch a dragon, my bamboo rod, line, and hook are enough."

"The underwater world is vast, the fishing rod is long, and the joy of battling with fish and shrimp is endless..."

Yang Jian stared at Zhang Youren in astonishment, pondering his words. He was somewhat surprised that this mortal could utter such profound and reasonable words.

As one of the few who completed their studies at Yuquan Mountain in three years, his talent and wisdom are truly astonishing.

After muttering a few words, Yang Jian's gaze gradually intensified, and in the end, he closed his eyes, his body radiating a clear light.

Zhang Youren looked at Yang Jian with some surprise.

A moment later, the radiant light surrounding Yang Jian dissipated in a gentle breeze, and he opened his eyes with a smile on his face.

"True Lord, are you... alright?" Zhang Youren asked with concern.

For some reason, he felt that the True Lord in front of him was somewhat different.

"Hahaha, that's absolutely right, that's absolutely right. The universe is vast, and everything in it contains its own secrets."

Yang Jian casually picked up a speck of dust and murmured, "Master once said that some people have the supernatural power to contain the universe within a mustard seed. Who says that a world cannot be created within such a tiny speck of dust?"

His state of mind has been elevated to the level of a powerful being at the pinnacle of the Golden Immortal realm.

Taoist arts and magical powers require cultivation, but the improvement of one's state of mind can only be achieved through enlightenment.

Although he didn't understand it, it sounded very impressive... Zhang Youren paused for a moment, then clapped and said, "Well said!"

Yang Jian glanced at him and suddenly said, "Let's go, let's get two ordinary poles tomorrow and cultivate together."

“Besides, although Zhenjun’s temple is nice, the water is still stagnant and the fish are still dead. Cultivation here is far inferior to that in the wild,” Zhang Youren said, raising an eyebrow.

Yang Jian pondered for a moment and said, "There are many bodies of water around here, but... I need to guard this place."

Zhang Youren quickly said, "Don't worry, True Lord, you're just using your free time to cultivate."

He had previously encountered wolves and insects, tigers and leopards, and even monsters while fishing in the wild, which made it impossible for him to fully concentrate.

However, if he could get this expert involved, his safety would no longer be a concern.

Yang Jian raised an eyebrow: "Yes, I'm going to cultivate."

"Yes, and only during my free time. Besides, you, True Lord, are not the kind of person who would neglect your duties for trivial matters."

Zhang Youren nodded seriously: "Although you serve in the Heavenly Court, you haven't sold yourself to them, have you? You need to rest, right? What you do in your private time is none of their business." What you said... Yang Jian gave Zhang Youren a strange look: "That makes a lot of sense!"

"Right? Hehe, let me tell you, this kind of work-slave life is like dog shit."

Zhang Youren laughed and said, "Anyway, I'll never work for someone else in this life. Since you've already taken this job, you'll have to learn to steal a moment of leisure from your busy schedule..."

Looking at Zhang Youren, who was confidently discussing his work experience, Yang Jian's facial muscles twitched slightly: "How do you know so much?"

This sounds like the insights of a seasoned veteran!
But this kid is just a reincarnation, so he shouldn't have any memories of his previous life, right?
Besides, having such insights, he was really curious about what this former Heavenly Emperor was thinking about day by day.
Zhang Youren was taken aback for a moment and said, "It must be something you've come up with after traveling and seeing so much over the past few years!"

The next day at noon, two figures of cultivators appeared on the banks of a large river fifty miles northwest of Zhenjun Temple.

"Wow!"

Suddenly a clear bird call rang out, startling the fish in the river, which scattered and fled.

"Who did this? Who did it?!"

Seeing the fish about to bite but being startled, Zhang Youren jumped up in anger: "I..."

Yang Jian looked up at the mouth of the Guanjiang River. Zhang Youren followed his gaze and saw a large blue bird, about three zhang long, flying over.

"What a huge bird! My Lord, there's a monster!" Zhang Youren exclaimed hurriedly.

"That's a blue phoenix!"

Yang Jian looked up at the sky as he spoke.

The blue phoenix had already stopped in the air, and behind it stood a white-clad girl with delicate features, bright eyes, and white teeth.

This little girl is so pretty... Zhang Youren stood behind Yang Jian, smiling like a painting. Just as he was about to wave and say hello, his smile suddenly froze.

Why does this girl look somewhat similar to his childhood sweetheart in terms of her features?
"Junior sister, why didn't you tell your senior brother that you've come all this way? You could have welcomed me." Yang Jian said with a smile.

The person who came was naturally Longji.

Longji laughed and said, "I just saw my aunt and she told me that you had come here, so here I am."

Junior sister? Cousin?
Zhang Youren glanced at the two men's forced smiles and felt a sudden shiver run down his spine.

He could only sense an invisible spark colliding between the two of them.

"Alright, tell me what you've come here for?" Yang Jian's smile faded.

“My master sent a message saying that he has placed a mortal here who wants to learn Taoist arts, and asked me to teach him.”

Long Ji's expression turned cold as he looked at Zhang Youren and said, "Is this the kid?"

Master, how worried you are about me... Yang Jian sighed inwardly but said aloud, "I will teach you the Taoist arts; you don't need to worry about this."

Little did he know that Yu Ding had anticipated his ability to guess Zhang Youren's identity, and therefore informed Long Ji.
But Yu Ding did not expect that he could guess so quickly.

"How dare you disobey your master's instructions?" Longji said sternly.

"No, I refuse."

Seeing the serious expression on Long Ji's face, Zhang Youren quickly grabbed Yang Jian's arm and said, "I want to follow Erlang Zhenjun to cultivate."

No kidding, this girl wasn't very old, but her stern face gave him a bad feeling.

"you shut up!"

Longji and Yang Jian glanced at him simultaneously and said in unison.

After being scolded by the two men, Zhang Youren shuddered, feeling somewhat wronged, but dared not speak.

"This person was entrusted to my care by my master," Yang Jian said.

To be honest, after getting to know Zhang Youren, he suddenly found the guy quite interesting.

Some of the novel ideas about the workplace were ones he had never heard of before.

He can now tell the difference between the Heavenly Emperor and Zhang Youren.

"But my master entrusted it to me again."

Longji laughed and said, "Perhaps he doesn't trust your teaching abilities."

Yang Jian said calmly, "What, are you so proud of your sixteen Yuanhui of Void Returning Realm?"

“You…” Longji immediately exploded: “Yang Lao Er, I’m going to teach you a lesson today.”

Yang Jian said calmly, "It's still uncertain who will teach whom a lesson."

Two figures transformed into two comets, soaring into the sky and above the clouds.

Zhang Youren looked up and shaded his eyes with his hand, and saw two balls of light colliding fiercely behind the clouds, producing a loud noise and bursting into flames.

After a long time, with a deafening roar, they transformed into two beams of divine light and landed on the ground.

Neither of them looked too good.

"That was close. If I hadn't learned something from the sword energy my master taught me, I really wouldn't have been able to defeat this kid..." Longji asked warily, "What kind of palm technique is that?"

Yang Jian frowned and asked, "What kind of sword technique is that?"

The two exchanged a glance and then remained silent, each silently scoffing inwardly.

"How about this, you teach for a month, and I'll teach for a month?" Yang Jian suggested.

"No, Zhenjun, I don't want to leave you..." Zhang Youren kept shaking his head, his face full of resistance.

"Okay, you can come pick them up in a month."

Longji glanced at Zhang Youren, and felt very unhappy seeing this kid so close to Yang Jian.

Immediately, Longji flipped her hand, and Zhang Youren was involuntarily thrown into the air, quickly shrinking and falling into her hand.

With a long cry, the blue phoenix flapped its wings and flew away into the distance.

As expected, her master was giving her special training too... After watching Qingluan leave, Yang Jian looked at his palm, shook his head and sighed, "The supernatural powers and techniques that my master has created over the years are becoming more and more frightening."

The swordplay that Longji just used was full of killing intent; under that sword energy, it seemed that even immortals and gods would be killed without mercy.

Even though he had mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, he was still forced into a perilous situation just now, which shows how terrifying the sword techniques cultivated by this junior sister were.

"Lunch break goes by so fast, it's time to be on duty again."

Yang Jian glanced at Zhenjun Temple, then reluctantly picked up the two's equipment and went back.

At 3:45 PM, Yang Jian took his break on time and walked out of the temple with his hands behind his back.

"My Lord, the documents for the fifteen pilgrims from a few days ago haven't been processed yet. Where are you going?" the two clerks asked in surprise, holding the books.

"Can't we deal with it tomorrow if we can't finish it today?"

Yang Jian sneered, "All those gods in heaven have time to rest, so why don't I?"

After saying that, he stretched and disappeared from the spot.

I have to say, not having to work overtime... is really comfortable!

"No, the True Lord used to review them overnight!"

The two minor officials looked at each other, then suddenly felt an urge to hug each other and burst into tears.

This true lord has finally seen the light!
This is their boss. If the boss is working overtime late into the night, don't the two of them who are in charge of paperwork have to stay up with him too?

Finally, they no longer have to stay up all night.

……

Guigu.

As auspicious clouds drifted across the sky, a black Qilin carrying a figure arrived at the entrance of the misty valley.

"Grand Tutor Wen Zhong of the Yin Shang Dynasty requests an audience with Master Guigu!"

Wen Zhong dismounted from the Qilin, clasped his hands in a fist salute, and said loudly.

"Why is Wen Zhong here?"

Inside the thatched hut, the Jade Cauldron clone, who was meditating, opened his eyes, pondered for a moment, and then waved his sleeve, causing the clouds and mist at the valley entrance to disperse.

They've mostly come for the expedition to the North Sea.

Perfect timing! Xiao Bai and A Zheng have almost recovered from their injuries and can go out and gain some experience.

(End of this chapter)