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

Chapter 419 Go quickly and invite Immortal Jade Cauldron!
WTF?

Did you see our ancestors?

Upon hearing Ao Bing's words, Ao Guang's heart skipped a beat. Then, seeing Ao Bing's furtive appearance, the look of surprise on Ao Guang's face froze.

He looked at Ao Bing with a bewildered expression, and had an urge to turn around and call out to the Jade Cauldron Immortal.

Ao Bing asked mysteriously, "Father, do you know about the Dragon Ancestor?"

"Yes, I know!" Ao Guang was taken aback for a moment, then replied perfunctorily.

At this moment, his attention was focused on Ao Bing's head, and he was carefully observing whether he had suffered any injuries.

Otherwise, why would he be talking nonsense?

Their dragon clan has only one ancestor, the famous Ancestral Dragon who shook the primordial world. There is no such thing as a Dragon Ancestor.

"How did Father know?"

Ao Bing was surprised, but then overjoyed and said, "He said that two innate dragon gods were born when chaos was first divided."

"Yes, that's right!" Ao Guang replied perfunctorily, continuing to examine Ao Bing's head.

"It really is true, it really is true, he wasn't lying to me, he really is our ancestor..."

Ao Bing suddenly frowned and pushed Ao Guang's hand away, remembering what he had done: "Father, how long are you going to keep turning my head over and over?"

Ao Guang was stunned for a moment. When he saw Ao Bing looking over, he tentatively asked, "Where is that Dragon Ancestor? Could you please bring him out so that I may see him?"

"Ancestor, my father wishes to see you. Will you grant me permission? Ancestor? Ancestor?"

Ao Bing called out softly, but no matter how he called out, or even when he sank his mind into his sea of ​​consciousness, he could no longer see the figure of the Dragon Ancestor.

"Ah, where did my ancestor go?" Ao Bing looked bewildered.

Oh no, Bing'er has fallen ill... Upon seeing Ao Bing's current appearance, Ao Guang's heart skipped a beat again.

Originally, he was just frightened, but now the Jade Cauldron Immortal has cured his hysteria. He just checked Ao Bing's sea of ​​consciousness and there was no Dragon Ancestor inside.

Ao Bing said mysteriously, "Perhaps the Ancestor doesn't want to see Father. This is a great opportunity for me, Father. Please don't tell anyone. The Ancestor also said that he wants me to become a true dragon man, Father?"

After he finished speaking, he saw Ao Guang staring at him in disbelief, so he stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Ao Guang's eyes.

Ao Guang snapped out of his daze and frantically waved to his men, shouting, "Quickly, go and invite Immortal Yu Ding!"

Just as the maid was about to leave, Ao Guang couldn't wait any longer and hurriedly left the room: "Keep an eye on the prince, I will personally go and invite him."

Ao Bing: ∑(△｀)？!
No, did the old man take the wrong medicine today?

Why are you acting so strangely!
So, what happened to that ancestor? He just disappeared all of a sudden!
……

At this moment, inside a side hall of the Dragon Palace.

"Let's have a proper talk down here."

"I won't lower my sword unless you put it down first!"

Huanglong sat on the crossbeam, his hands embracing a pillar, below him was Yu Ding, who held an ancient longsword, exuding a murderous aura yet wearing a smile.

Yu Ding never received the Immortal-Slaying Sword, so he summoned the Innate Sword Embryo.

It would normally take countless years to refine this innate sword embryo into its final form, but after he infused it with the sword energy of the Immortal Slaughtering Sword, and then carefully sculpted and polished it with his mind and spirit, it was finally refined into its final form.

Yu Ding stared at Huang Long, his smile gradually fading: "I'll count to three..."

Huang Long flashed to the ground and coughed, saying, "Let's talk this out. In every fight before, wasn't I the one who rushed in front of you?"

"Then when have you ever retreated behind me?" Yu Ding sneered, not buying it.

Huang Long was speechless for a moment, unable to refute or utter a word.

Yu Ding raised his hand, and the sword energy in his palm flashed and disappeared. He sat down on the tablecloth and said, "Let's get back to the main topic. I'll ask you, did the Dragon Clan leave any places in the past to hone the skills of their descendants and help them cultivate?"

Huanglong sighed, "The ancient wilderness was the best place for training!"

Yu Ding was slightly taken aback. Indeed, in the ancient primordial world, the innate gods fought against heaven and earth, and the three races of dragon, phoenix and qilin dominated the primordial world.

Every day, countless lives are lost. Is there any trial that can better temper a person than real combat?

"Then...did the Ancestral Dragon leave behind any cultivation techniques?"

"Gong method?"

"Yes, the best are the powerful ones, the ones that are difficult to master, and the ones that very few people can master." Yu Ding nodded.

He is now gradually figuring out the knack of teaching apprentices.

It wasn't that he was confident his disciples could master these unorthodox methods; it was mainly because he discovered that the more difficult a method was to learn, the more powerful, effective, and efficient it was.

If you can master it, you'll see results in a short time, so why not take a gamble?

If he can't master it, so be it; but if he does, then he, as the master, will also work hard.

Huang Long pondered and said, "There is one. In addition to the inheritance imprinted in the bloodline, the Dragon Clan also has an inheritance called the 'War Dragon Record,' which is extremely powerful. It is divided into nine sections and is managed by the Nine Dragons of Zhentian. However, some sections were lost later, and we don't know how many sections are left now."

Yu Ding said in surprise, "Nine Dragons that Suppress Heaven? What an imposing name. Ha, if I were the Heavenly Emperor, I definitely wouldn't be on your side."

Huang Long waved his hand in shame and said, "Alas, it's all in the past, let's not talk about it anymore."

Yu Ding said, "Then let's get back to the 'War Dragon Records.' How many illustrations are missing now?"

Huang Long said calmly, "I don't know. I only know that I kept the painting that I left for the Dragon Clan when I left."

Yu Ding looked at Huang Long with some surprise.

That bastard actually showed off like that in front of him! Zhen Tian Jiu Long is awesome!

Huang Long's lips curled slightly, his expression calm, but he was secretly thrilled!
He had always been the one who admired Yu Ding; this was the first time Yu Ding had shown such an expression in front of him.

He had been looking forward to this day for so long.

"Then... I'll ask Ao Guang later."

Yu Ding pondered and said, "If the 'War Dragon Record' doesn't work, then we'll stick to the old rules and use the Eight-Nine Mystic Techniques."

Anyway, this Eight-Nine Arcane Arts is quickly becoming the standard teaching material that Yuanshi Tianzun specially wrote for the Yuquan Mountain lineage.

Leaving aside the achievements of Yuan Hong and Yang Jian, Long Ji, though not having mastered it completely, grasped some of its essence...

The Eight-Nine Arcane Arts is a powerful technique, and when combined with the Thirty-Six Transformations of the Heavenly Gang Method and the Seventy-Two Transformations of the Earthly Fiend Technique that he compiled, wow, it's amazing.

Anyway, one can never have too many guardian deities. With an extra dragon guardian deity... his Jade Void Palace is large and powerful enough to support them.

"Immortal Jade Cauldron, something terrible has happened!"

Just then, Ao Guang rushed in and said anxiously, "You must go and see him! Bing'er has become delirious and keeps saying things that don't exist."

"Hysteria? That doesn't exist. Mushroom poisoning?"

Yu Ding was taken aback, his expression strange. Logically speaking, this shouldn't be the case; his method should be very effective.

"Poisoned?" Ao Guang quickly shook his head: "He hasn't eaten anything yet."

Huang Long glanced at Yu Ding and said, "No rush, speak slowly. With Yu Ding here, you can rest assured."

Ao Guang then revealed Ao Bing's "nonsense".

"Dragon Ancestor?"

Huanglong was stunned and asked in astonishment, "When did my dragon clan acquire such a dragon creature?"

Ao Guang said, "Yes, have you met him before, Uncle?"

Huang Long shook his head and said, "I've never even heard of it, let alone seen it."

“Then it’s fake!” Ao Guang said decisively.

Huang Long frowned and pondered, "We can't just say it's fake. After all, anything could have happened when the world was first created. Besides, there were two ancestors, the Phoenix and the Qilin... Could the Dragon Ancestor be the mother of my Dragon Clan?"

Yu Ding's inner thoughts: ｀Д|
Why did so many ancestors subconsciously attach themselves to their mothers?
Can't we have two males?!

“But I personally examined Bing’er’s sea of ​​consciousness and found it to be completely empty,” Ao Guang said hesitantly.

Huanglong said, "Yu Ding, you know..."

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Ding got up and walked outside: "Don't panic, I'll take care of everything! Let me go and see, and if it doesn't work, I'll give him a second course of treatment."

Last time, I stayed in Ao Bing's sea of ​​consciousness for more than half a month.

However, the effect was quite remarkable. If his cultivation level hadn't been too low, Ao Bing would have been close to undergoing his tribulation by now. Soon they arrived at Ao Bing's room.

As soon as Ao Guang entered, he saw Ao Bing deep in thought, very quiet, as if he had briefly returned to normal.

Ao Guang immediately smiled and coaxed, "Bing'er, why don't you come and pay your respects to your master, Immortal Jade Cauldron?!"

"Master?" Ao Bing turned his head and looked over.

At a glance, he spotted Yu Ding among the three, who possessed an otherworldly air, handsome features, and a gentle, jade-like demeanor.

Huang Long also stepped forward and said with a smile, "My dear grandnephew, this is the master that your Ninth Grandfather invited for you, Master Yu Ding."

Ao Bing's gaze swept over Huanglong and gradually brightened.

He didn't know how to put it, but he just felt that the Taoist priest had the air of an immortal and a gentle, jade-like demeanor that made him want to get closer to him.

Ao Guang waved and laughed, "Come and become my disciple!"

“But…” Ao Bing couldn’t help but think of the Dragon Ancestor.

Ao Guang immediately became anxious. He went up to him with a smile, his teeth almost grinding to powder, and said in a low voice, "Son, I'm begging you, please become a disciple first, okay? Don't keep Immortal Yu Ding waiting too long."

Only after much coaxing and persuasion did he manage to get Ao Bing off the bed to kowtow and pay his respects.

Yu Ding laughed and said, "You just saw your ancestor?"

Upon hearing this, Ao Bing immediately glared at Ao Guang. "I already said it's a secret and can't be told to others, why did you still say it?"

With Yu Ding and Huang Long present, Ao Guang dared not beat his son and could only laugh awkwardly.

Yu Ding smiled and shook his head, saying, "If He truly exists, then invite Him out so that your master, your Ninth Master, and your father can see Him."

Ao Bing immediately began to call out, but this time, no matter how he called out, the old ancestor seemed to have vanished into thin air without making a sound.

Yu Ding looked at Ao Bing jumping around and turned to Huang Long and Ao Guang with a smile, "It really is hysteria! Disciple, your ancestor is just a figment of your imagination. Why don't you come back to reality?"

Ao Bing said, "Impossible, I clearly saw it."

Yu Ding shook his head and said, "Alas, this child is having another episode of hysteria and talking nonsense again. You all go out first, and let me give him the second course of treatment."

Ao Guang and Huang Long had no choice but to leave with some doubt, but they dared not go too far.

They could only listen from afar, but the jade cauldron had set up a soundproof barrier, so they couldn't hear anything.

in the room.

Yu Ding smiled as he looked at Ao Bing, who was completely bewildered, and lifted him up by the neck as if he were a chick.

Why does this hand feel so familiar...? Ao Bing looked at his master in front of him and his pupils suddenly contracted, his eyes widening.

Then, he saw the Taoist priest in front of him clear his throat, smile, and say in a deep voice: "You piece of trash, idiot, good-for-nothing, a disgrace to the Dragon Clan!"

Ao Bing trembled all over, his eyes almost popping out of their sockets in shock: "You are...you?! How is this possible? But that familiar feel and laughter..."

Looking at the Taoist priest's meaningful smile, he couldn't help but tremble from the depths of his soul.

He knew that smile all too well.

So the so-called Dragon Ancestor, the guy who tormented him in every way, was actually... this Taoist priest?
And this Taoist priest was his master?
Ao Bing almost fainted again, but after being tempered by countless slaps and claps, he could no longer faint from ordinary stimulation.

Yu Ding laughed, tossed Ao Bing aside, sat down, and smiled, "Disciple, why don't you pay your respects to your master?"

"No, you still remember you're my master?"

Ao Bing said angrily, "I've heard of other masters, and they all treat their disciples with great care, teaching them good things and giving them precious treasures. But I've never seen anyone treat their disciple like you do."

Although he was raging and protesting, deep in his eyes was fear, and he was silently shedding tears.

No, where did his living father find him such a demonic master?

“You said it yourself, those are other masters, I am different from them.”

Yu Ding's smile vanished as he glanced at Ao Bing, who was all bark and no bite: "What, do you have a problem with that?"

Upon being glanced at by Yu Ding, Ao Bing instinctively stood up straight, feeling incredibly sad.

At this moment, he was experiencing a mix of emotions.

Good news: his ancestors were not his delusions, but real people.

The bad news is that the ancestor who never treated him like a human being has now become his master.

"The second treatment is finished. Come in!"

With a flick of his whisk, Yu Ding removed the barrier, opened the gate, and Ao Guang and Huang Long entered with a mixture of disbelief and skepticism.

"Thanks to the Dragon King and the Third Prince's great fortune, he has fully recovered," Yu Ding said with a smile.

"So fast?"

Huang Long and Ao Guang were both somewhat shocked, knowing that the last time it took a whole month.

Ao Guang looked at Ao Bing and tentatively asked, "My son, are you really alright?"

Ao Bing forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Father, I'm really healed. That Dragon Ancestor was indeed a fake; he never existed."

Yu Ding patted Ao Bing's head and laughed, "You don't need to be sad. Although your ancestor is just a figment of your imagination, which is bad news for you, the good news is that your master is real."

Ao Bing: (_)
Ao Guang breathed a sigh of relief and bowed respectfully, saying, "Thank you, Immortal Jade Cauldron."

"Don't thank me yet, Dragon King. Although the Third Prince's illness has been cured, I have noticed that my disciple's cultivation method seems to be incomplete. I wonder what kind of method he is practicing?" Yu Ding asked.

Upon hearing this, Ao Guang's expression changed slightly as he looked at Huang Long with a questioning look.

Yu Ding said thoughtfully, "The War Dragon Manual!"

Huang Long said, "Xiao Guangzi, Yu Ding is now Bing'er's master and also my close friend. We're family, so let's speak frankly without being petty. I'm asking you, how many copies of the 'War Dragon Record' are left?"

Ao Guang smiled wryly and said, "Now each of the four Dragon Palaces only has one copy left, which is circulated once every ten thousand years."

"What? Weren't there eight paintings left?" Huang Long was taken aback.

Ao Guang said with shame, "In ancient times, the Demon Court sent an envoy saying that the Demon Emperor wanted to borrow the ancestral law. After I summoned my brothers to discuss it, I dared not offend them and lent out four copies."

Yu Ding laughed: "Ha, this loan is definitely like throwing a meat bun to a dog, it's gone and will never come back."

Ao Guang sighed and nodded.

Huang Long didn't start cursing this time. At that time, the Demon Court was at its zenith, and even the three religions were still small and hadn't separated in Kunlun Mountain.

It can be said that at that time, apart from the Witch Clan, there was really no force that could resist the Demon Court. It was clear that by force and plunder, no one could be held back.

"That's enough, you don't need to worry about the cultivation technique anymore."

Yu Ding looked at Ao Bing and pondered, "Furthermore, since you have joined my sect, it is only right that I, as your master, should devise a method for cultivation."

Ao Guang said, "Besides the War Dragon Record, we also..."

Before he could finish speaking, Huang Long immediately stepped forward and interrupted, saying, "Alright, then I'll have to trouble you, my master. You should think carefully about what kind of profound skill to teach my grand-nephew, and make sure you teach him well."

Then he gave Ao Guang a wink.

Ao Guang understood and followed without making a sound, whispering, "Ninth Uncle, I know the Jade Void Profound Skill is powerful, but will Bing'er develop any problems if he practices it incorrectly?"

"What problem could there be? I've been practicing the Jade Void Mystic Art for so many years, have you seen any problems with practicing the exercises?" Huang Long cursed as soon as he opened his mouth.

Ao Guang dared not utter a sound, but in his heart he thought, "You were a Golden Immortal when you went to Jade Void Palace, but now, so much time has passed and you've only reached the Perfection of Golden Immortal. There's nothing wrong with that, but your progress isn't that great either!"

"Let me tell you, Yu Ding has something good hidden in his hands. Our master created a technique called the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts and secretly passed it on to Yu Ding. He is the only one among us who knows it."

Huang Long instructed his nephew, "This is the first protective divine skill of our Chan Sect, which is no less powerful than the Battle Dragon Manual."

Yang Jian was quite the hero, wasn't he? He caused a ruckus in Heaven, splitting mountains to rescue his mother.

I'm telling you, this is what Yang Jian cultivates, and Princess Longji has also comprehended and cultivated a portion of it.

"Luckily I reacted quickly, otherwise you idiot almost ruined Bing'er's incredible opportunity, do you even know that?"

"Uncle Jiu means... that Erlang Shen also cultivates this profound skill?"

Ao Guang was thoroughly slapped in the face, but instead of being angry, he showed a look of joy on his face.

Huang Long cursed him for a long time, but he only remembered this one sentence.

(End of this chapter)