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

Chapter 41: Fight with reason
Kunlun Mountain, Jade Void Sacred Realm.

Upon hearing Yu Ding's question, the white-haired old immortal laughed and said, "It's just that my disciples are exchanging Taoist techniques and competing in cultivation, as is their custom."

"A friendly exchange..."

Yu Ding smiled meaningfully and looked at the black-robed youth: "Junior brother, is that so?"

Although he has not yet become an immortal, he has reached the realm of returning to emptiness, and is only one step away from the so-called realm of immortality. His hearing is not so much that he can hear sounds from a thousand miles away, but it is sufficient.

He could hear the conversation from afar.

If this were a novel from a previous life, wouldn't it be a perfect template for the protagonist being suppressed and humiliated by the sect?
Of course, Yu Ding originally didn't want to get involved in this matter.

He was already feeling uneasy enough about being called to meet his master because he had something to hide, so he had no time to care about other people's troubles.
But then he thought of the karmic connection between his disciple Yuan Hong and his filial piety...

Although he believed that his disciple had a reason for causing havoc in the Heavenly Palace, Yu Ding still felt an urge to clean house.

"Don't refrain from doing good just because it's small. From now on, I will be an immortal who spreads positive energy throughout the primordial world..." Yu Ding took a deep breath to dispel the knot in his heart.

Upon hearing Yu Ding's words, the black-robed youth looked up at Yu Ding with surprise and disbelief.

The other disciples were also extremely surprised, their gazes flickering as they stared at the young man, deep in thought.

As members of the Jade Void Sect, they were not fools, so they clearly understood that Yu Ding meant to stand up for this disciple.

and so……

The question is, what is the relationship between this disciple and Senior Brother Yu Ding?
The white-haired old immortal looked slightly uneasy and said in a low voice, "Senior Brother Yu Ding, you have been away from Yu Xu Palace for a long time. There are some things you don't know. May I ask you to explain them to you in private?"

"No borrowing!"

Yu Ding glanced at the white-haired old immortal.

The white-haired old immortal's face fell: "..."

“You’d better keep quiet until I ask you something!” Yu Ding said.

The white-haired old immortal bowed with a bitter expression and said, "Yes!"

In this Chan Sect, the one with the highest status is naturally the leader of the sect, Yuanshi Tianzun, who is one of the six giants of the primordial world.

That's undeniable. Alas, unfortunately, that person also happened to be his master.

Secondly, there are the Taoist Ran Deng, who serves as the vice leader, and the Old Man of the South Pole.

The Old Man of the South Pole entered the sect very early, much earlier than the Twelve Golden Immortals, so in a sense he can be regarded as the senior disciple of the second generation of the Chan Sect.

Then there are the twelve Golden Immortals, who are the true disciples. There are only a dozen or so elites within the sect.

Many more people joined the sect, and although they were also called the second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, Yuanshi no longer taught them at this time. Therefore, they were usually trained by the vice leader Randeng or by the Antarctic Immortal and others who passed on the teachings on behalf of their masters.

Yu Ding was very satisfied with the performance of the White-Haired Immortal.

It could be said that in other places, Yu Ding might be taciturn and submissive, but within the Chan Sect, well, his words still carry some weight.

"Junior brother, don't be afraid. Tell me what happened."

Yu Ding smiled and said, "I think it's because I've been away from Yu Xu for too long that I don't even know some of the new rules of our Yu Xu Palace."

Sweat beaded on the white-haired old immortal's forehead as he nervously looked at the black-robed youth.

Just then, a wisp of white cloud drifted slowly down from the foot of the mountain.

Three Taoist priests arrived together from the clouds.

"Brother Manjushri, Brother Samantabhadra..."

The white-haired old immortal's expression shifted, and he quickly bowed to the three of them.

Yu Ding turned around and looked at the three of them: "It's them?!"

He didn't recognize these people.

To be precise, he had never seen these three people before. He only saw two men and one woman. The men were ethereal and otherworldly, and the woman... oh, sorry, I misread, they were all men.

The third person had phoenix eyes, willow-leaf eyebrows, thin and red lips, a gentle and feminine temperament, and a graceful figure. Coupled with her spotless androgynous white dress, she was even more beautiful than a celestial being.

So it's no wonder that Junior Brother has bad eyesight... Yu Ding thought to himself, but rather that Ninth Senior Brother's women's clothing was just too beautiful.

It's not hard to guess from the title of the white-haired old immortal that the three are Manjushri, Samantabhadra, and Cihang among the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, these three are ranked seventh, eighth, and ninth.

After the Great Tribulation of the Investiture of the Gods, these three, along with Ju Liusun, the fourth of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the Taoist Ran Deng, went to the West.

The three of them glanced down, their faces expressionless, and headed straight for the Jade Void Palace at the summit.

Yu Ding breathed a sigh of relief. Now that he knew these people were going to abandon Taoism and join Buddhism, he didn't bother to have anything to do with them.

Of course, most importantly, he was worried that these people would see through his own problems.

Yu Ding was eager for the three to leave, but upon seeing Yu Ding, the three stopped instead.

"Two or three senior brothers!"

Yu Ding bowed and said, "It's been a long time."

He had learned from Taiyi that the original Jade Cauldron Immortal was a taciturn and unsmiling person, so he had to imitate him as closely as possible.

The three nodded slightly and returned the greeting with a bow. "What's going on?"

The refined-looking Taoist priest asked the white-haired old immortal a question.

"Replying to Brother Manjushri..."

The white-haired old immortal quickly recounted what had happened, concluding, "Later, Senior Brother Yu Ding came over, wanting to know what had happened."

Of course, with Master Yuding present, he certainly couldn't embellish the story.

"It turns out to be just these trivial matters."

Manjushri Bodhisattva glanced at the black-robed youth and frowned slightly before saying, "When disciples spar, they should indeed be mindful of their actions."

Using a Taoist technique like the Five Thunder Orthodox Method on a fellow disciple is going too far. Go down and receive thirty lashes yourself.

The young man in black gritted his teeth, bowed, and said, "Yes!"

The white-haired old immortal looked delighted.

Yu Ding frowned. He could clearly see a hint of dislike for the black-robed youth in Manjushri's eyes.

Could it be that this young man offended Manjushri Bodhisattva in the past?

However, these junior disciples should have shown great respect to the Twelve Golden Immortals, and this young man in black robes didn't seem reckless at all.

Things have developed to this point.
Yu Ding hadn't expected this. Normally, given his status, it would have been perfectly fine for him to stand up for that black-robed disciple.

But who knew that Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, would appear out of nowhere...

Manjushri Bodhisattva has now made his judgment, and if he continues to step forward, he will inevitably clash with Manjushri Bodhisattva.

With his current level of spiritual cultivation, he still lacks the confidence to argue with Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, for he might offend Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, by standing up for a disciple he has never met before...

"Brother Manjushri, isn't this kind of punishment... a bit inappropriate?"

Yu Ding took a deep breath. Ultimately, the matter stemmed from a sparring match between two disciples.

One disciple injured another in a friendly competition, which was perfectly acceptable. However, the white-haired old immortal, who was acting as the referee, accused the disciple of being cunning.

Yu Ding strongly disagreed with this point.

That butt is noticeably crooked.

Yu Ding said, "When disciples spar, swords and magic are indiscriminate and injuries are unavoidable. Senior brother, look at this junior brother, he has so many injuries too."

On the contrary, this guy talks about how hiding one's magical techniques is a sign of being too cunning. Does he think we have to report to the sect when we master a spell?

Finally, Yu Ding looked at the white-robed old immortal.

He still decided to argue his case, because, firstly, he hadn't even done half the good deed.

In addition, he also felt sorry for the black-robed disciple who was being targeted and bullied. He didn't know why, but Manjushri Bodhisattva and the white-haired immortal seemed to dislike him.

The world is a deep and complex place, and everyone has their own trump cards and special tricks. Can this be called despicable and cunning?

With so many Taoist arts and supernatural powers in the Chan Sect, if I randomly pick two, can you, Manjushri, tell me which one is noble and which one is despicable?
Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, glanced at the jade cauldron with surprise.

In my memory, the junior brother I knew wasn't such a tough person.

"So, according to Junior Brother... I've made a mistake in punishing him this way?" Manjushri Bodhisattva's expression darkened.

"Senior Brother Yu... Yu Ding!"

The young man in black robes looked anxious and grateful, saying, "Never mind... never mind, I... I know I was wrong, I'll go... go and accept my punishment."

So she has a stutter; no wonder she didn't speak...

"I don't think you're wrong, and besides, I didn't do this for you."

Yu Ding shook his head and said, "I just want to know what his reasoning is."

Thinking of how Wen Shu abandoned Taoism for Buddhism and became a traitor in the Investiture of the Gods, he felt even less favorably toward him at this moment.

Today, under Yuanshi's very nose, he might as well stand up for himself for once, lest he miss the chance to see his master.

As long as meeting with his master goes well, he'll stay in Yuxu Palace and not leave. He'll be in seclusion for a thousand or eight hundred years. I'll come out of the mountain and have a chat with you after you, Manjushri, get beaten into a pulp by the Three Immortals in the Investiture of the Gods...

Oh, right, we need to time it right, so this thing doesn't end up in the West, otherwise it'll be inconvenient for friendly exchanges.

The black-robed disciple stared blankly at the figure who was arguing for him.

Gradually, in his eyes, the figure radiated a holy white light, growing taller and taller.

The young man in the black robe's eyes reddened...

"Alright, Senior Brother Manjushri, Junior Brother Yuding, you should hurry up and see Master."

Master Puxian smoothed things over, saying, "Don't keep Master waiting..."

laugh!
A long yellow rainbow streaked across the sky and transformed into the Yellow Dragon Immortal, who laughed heartily and said, "What are you all doing? It's so lively."

Jade tripod: (_).

Manjushri: (︶︿︶)
Cihang and Puxian: (;￢＿￢)
Huang Long: (O_O)?
Why, suddenly, do I feel so awkward?

(End of this chapter)