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

Chapter 560 The First Time I've Seen Yu Ding So Brave
Outside the city of Xiqi, on the battlefield between the two armies.

As the Pure Void Moral True Lord went to break the formation, Randeng and the Jade Void Immortals were still waiting outside for the result.

"Ok?"

Suddenly, Randeng, who was at the front of the group, looked towards Qishan and his expression changed.

Seeing this, everyone followed the lamp and looked over. They saw that on Mount Qi, the celestial phenomena suddenly changed. The wind swirled and the clouds gathered, lightning flashed and thunder roared. A glowing treasure bottle soared into the sky, releasing countless strands of immortal light. A terrifying aura formed a vortex-like tornado, which swept towards the two fleeing streams of light, one white and one gold.

However, after the tornado enveloped the white light, the treasure bottle suddenly dimmed, and then flew back into the treasure bottle while still enveloped in the white light. The treasure bottle also lost its light and fell into the mountains and forests, where it never moved again.

"The Curly-Headed Immortal? The Spirit-Toothed Immortal?"

At this moment, the distant scenery came into their view, and they recognized the person who had come at a glance, exchanging bewildered glances.

Before they could say anything, Yu Ding rushed off on his earthen-yellow escape light, shouting, "Oh no! Ziya is in danger!"

After a moment's thought, Taiyi said, "Wait for me to go with you."

Ao Bing and Nezha exchanged a glance, then each used their water escape techniques and wind-fire wheels to follow.

Suddenly, Master Puxian had a sudden inspiration and calculated with his fingers, asking for guidance: "Teacher, I will also go and see. It seems that I have a connection with that fellow Daoist Lingya."

Ran Deng nodded, and in the blink of an eye, the group rode their escape light towards Qishan.

Ju Liusun frowned and asked, "Why would a member of the Biyou Sect appear on Mount Qi?"

After a moment's thought, Cihang Daoren suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "What could Ziya possibly have that would warrant such a personal trip from them?"

Everyone was startled: "The Seven Arrows of Nailhead!"

“The Biyou disciples are truly despicable. They are trying to distract us from the front while they are trying to steal the arrow book from behind,” Manjushri Bodhisattva said angrily.

Huang Long coughed lightly and said, "It's not quite like that, after all, we used a secret technique this time..."

Chi Jingzi sneered and said, "If you look at it that way, weren't they the ones who harmed Ziya first with their unorthodox methods? We were just giving them a taste of their own medicine."

Huang Long suddenly realized, "Ah, that makes sense."

He observed the Crimson Water Formation, seeing a sea of ​​red light within and hearing the roar of a surging river. He muttered to himself, "How come Qingxu has been inside for so long? Could it be..."

Huang Tianhua's face darkened and he tightened his grip on the golden hammer.

"Shut up!" Ran Deng shouted.

Huang Long was intimidated by Ran Deng's gaze and pouted, "...I didn't say anything. Besides, what does it matter to me whether he can break the formation or not?"

He looked at the others, but everyone he looked at silently turned their heads away, avoiding his gaze.

Huanglong then looked at Nezha, Ao Bing, and the others: "Heh, does it matter?"

Jinzha, Muzha, Leizhenzi, and the others also turned their heads away in unison.

"Hey, you bunch of little brats..."

Huanglong walked over and patted Jinzha on the shoulder: "Little Jin, tell me, does it matter?"

"Uncle-Master, please don't ask me such a death trap in front of so many people..." Jinzha coughed lightly, just as he was in a dilemma, when he suddenly pointed ahead: "Uncle-Master, look quickly."

Within the Crimson Water Formation, the vast expanse of red water was incredibly foul-smelling. Even a deity who touched it would be transformed into blood within the formation.

However, the Pure Void Moral True Lord stood on a lotus petal as a boat, and a cloud of auspicious light descended from above to protect his body. No matter how the red ocean surged and churned, not a drop of it touched his body.

It seems this formation is no match for him... The Red Water Formation Master Wang Bian's eyes flickered, and he began to consider retreating.

"Wang Bian, you are ignorant of the times and act against the will of Heaven. Today, I, this humble Taoist, cannot let you live!"

Qingxu Zhenjun shouted, and a seven-colored feather fan appeared in his right hand with a flash of immortal light. It was the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan that Yu Ding and Yun Zhongzi had secretly wanted to imitate.

This precious fan is made from the true feathers of seven divine birds, and is composed of five fires: fire in the air, fire in stone, fire in wood, Samadhi fire, and human fire. It was transformed into an innate spiritual treasure by the Primordial Celestial Venerable through the reversal of the innate.

Qingxu waved his fan at Wang Bian, and a torrent of seven-colored divine flames swept towards Wang Bian.

Wang Bian couldn't dodge in time. He only had time to shout before his immortal body turned into red ash and dissipated in the formation, leaving only a soul that went to the Conferred God Platform.

"This disciple has committed murder today!"

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun bowed towards Kunlun Mountain and decisively broke the Red Water Formation, exiting the formation.

Upon seeing that it was Qingxu Zhenjun, Zhang Tianjun knew that the Red Water Formation had been broken. He glanced at the Yuxu Sect members opposite him, who were numerous and powerful, and knowing that he was outnumbered and outmatched, he chose to return to the camp to find Wen Zhong to discuss the matter.

At this moment, on Mount Qi.

The altar was in ruins after the sneak attack, and the three thousand armored soldiers guarding it had been almost all killed or wounded by the aftershocks of the attacks by Qiu Shou Xian and Ling Ya Xian.

Jiang Ziya also lay in a pool of blood, dead, his body almost drained of blood.

Yu Ding, Tai Yi, and Pu Xian looked very displeased upon seeing this scene.

Taiyi glared at the merchant camp, a chilling killing intent flashing in his eyes: "Damn wretch, you're asking for death!"

"Yes!" Yu Ding nodded.

Uncle-Master, my past is past, but this time it's Ziya's fault.

"Uncle Ziya, your life is so miserable." Ao Bing couldn't bear to watch any longer.

This senior apprentice's fate is truly difficult; he has died several times in just a few years.

Nezha was also furious. They had gotten along very well with this uncle these days. Just as he was gritting his teeth, he suddenly thought of something and looked at Taiyi and Yuding, saying, "Master, Uncle, is there still hope for Uncle Ziya?"

Taiyi and Yuding exchanged a glance and then looked at Puxian Zhenren in tacit agreement.

"Don't worry, everyone."

Puxian Zhenren also poured out a celestial pill from the jade bottle in his sleeve, pried open Jiang Ziya's mouth and fed it to him, then placed his hand on Jiang Ziya's back to dissolve the medicinal power, and immediately Jiang Ziya's body was filled with celestial light.

Before long, Jiang Ziya was breathing again, and his wounds healed quickly, though his energy was still somewhat weak.

With a sweep of his jade whisk, a beam of immortal light transformed into a shower of light, like a long-parched land receiving a good rain, nourishing Jiang Ziya's body. His complexion began to glow, and his previously parched vitality became as abundant as the sea.

Jiang Ziya's eyebrows twitched and he cried out, "Ah, it hurts so much..."

He opened his eyes, confused, and said, "I'm not dead... Senior Brother Yu Ding? Senior Brother Tai Yi? Senior Brother Pu Xian?"

“With my master and uncles around, Uncle Ziya, it would be difficult for you to die even if you wanted to,” Nezha said with a beaming smile.

Taiyi scolded, "Shut up, you rebellious disciple! How dare you speak like that?"

Yu Ding smiled and said, "Haha, Ziya, this time it's all thanks to Senior Brother Puxian's elixir that your life was saved. Why don't you get up and thank your senior brother?"

Jiang Ziya quickly got up and thanked him.

Taiyi glanced at the jade cauldron and laughed, "You've turned misfortune into blessing this time."

Jiang Ziya sensed it briefly and exclaimed with delight, "My power..."

He felt as if his entire body was filled with explosive power.

"Fortune and misfortune are interdependent, that's for sure," Yu Ding said with a smile, putting his hand away.

This is hardly a case of fortune and misfortune being intertwined… Puxian looked helplessly at Yuding and smiled, “Ziya, I see you just took in Lingya Xian. I have some karmic connection with him. Could you release him to meet me?”

Jiang Ziya had just been saved by Puxian, so how could he refuse?

Moreover, with three senior brothers present, they figured that no matter how fierce that guy was, he couldn't cause any real trouble, so they readily agreed and got up to retrieve the Demon-Suppressing Bottle.

"open!"

He raised the Demon-Suppressing Bottle, made hand seals and chanted incantations, and the talisman on the bottle stopper opened, and the stopper was removed.

Under everyone's watchful eyes, a Taoist robe, hemp shoes, Taoist hat and whisk, along with six glowing ivory tusks, soon fell away with some ashes, and a soul went towards the Conferred God Platform.

Jiang Ziya: "???"

The smile on Puxian Zhenren's face froze.

Yu Ding raised an eyebrow and exchanged a glance with Taiyi, suppressing the smile on his lips.

This time, I didn't do it, Uncle-Master.

"What about people?"

Nezha and Ao Bing looked up at the bottle opening with puzzled expressions.

Master Puxian shook his head, looking somewhat disappointed: "...What a treasure for suppressing demons."

He glanced deeply at the Demon-Suppressing Bottle, silently calculating with his fingers, and headed up the reed hut with a look of doubt in his eyes.

"Senior brother, this... I..." Jiang Ziya wanted to explain, but seeing that Puxian had left without looking back, he couldn't help but feel a little lost.

Taiyi said, "Ziya, this is not your fault, don't take it to heart."

Yu Ding said calmly, "The situation just now was urgent; it was either you or him who died. You could have used any means necessary. There's no need to say more; Senior Brother Puxian will understand."

When Puxian left, he was still calculating, which suggests that the heavenly secrets likely revealed that Lingya Xian was a mount.

However, due to a twist of fate, Lingya Xian died at the hands of Jiang Ziya, so Puxian's future mount, the six-tusked white elephant, was naturally gone.

Jiang Ziya hesitated for a moment and said, "But Senior Brother Puxian just saved my life, and I really didn't know that Junior Nephew Longji gave me this Demon-Suppressing Bottle so powerful."

This treasure is great, but it's a bit too much for me.

He only managed to take Lingya Xian in by paying the price of his life; it was somewhat lucky.

"Wow, this is pretty good."

Nezha rummaged through the equipment dropped by the Spirit Tooth Immortal, picked up six ivory tusks that had been refined and were gleaming with precious light, and distributed them: "One for Master, one for me, one for Uncle Yu Ding, one for me, one for Ao Bing, and one for Uncle Zi Ya..."

The young man is quite cunning… Yu Ding coughed lightly and said, “Uncle-Master, you don’t need this!”

Nezha was taken aback: "Why?"

Yu Ding, not wanting to argue, asked Jiang Ziya, "Is the straw figure still there?"

Jiang Ziya picked up the Demon-Suppressing Bottle again and poured it out. He saw another straw figure fall down and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's still here!"

"That's good!" Yu Ding nodded slightly and looked up at Shang Ying.

Although he had dealt with the sixth brother, the matter was still not resolved. Even if Zhao Gongming broke the spell of the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, the other party would still stand up for the disciples of the Jie Sect when he woke up.

Even without Lu Ya, Zhao Gongming remains a major problem for them. They still have Zhang Ya and Zhao Ya to deal with him.

When the time comes, the Three Immortals will still have to come out of the mountains to avenge their brother and set up the Nine Turns Yellow River Formation. In the end, won't he have worked for nothing?
The best solution... is for Old Zhao to stay asleep and have a good night's sleep.

Commercial operation.

A golden light suddenly landed outside the central command tent, transforming into a hunched-headed immortal who kept looking back with a hint of panic on his face.

That was close... Qiu Shou Xian breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was chasing him. He was able to escape this time thanks to his strong physique, which made him faster than the massive Ling Ya Xian.

Of course, he also assured that he ran away not because he was afraid of Jiang Ziya, but because the commotion he had caused was too great, and if the people of the Chan Sect found out and came over, they would be in danger.

He lifted the curtain and went inside, only to see Zhao Gongming still fast asleep on the bed above, with Yao Shaosi and Chen Jiugong attending to him, while Tianxu, Wen Zhong, and Zhang Shao sat quietly in the tent with solemn expressions.

Upon seeing him enter, everyone rushed to look. Wen Zhong asked, "Uncle-Master, how is the situation?"

"We had already succeeded and did not intend to harm Jiang Ziya, but who knew that he had a treasure in his possession, the Demon-Suppressing Bottle."

Qiu Shou Xian glanced at the group and shook his head: "When I was about to leave, he secretly used his power to suppress Fellow Daoist Lingya in a bottle. I was just about to finish off this despicable man, but the Jade Void Sect members have already caught up with us, so I have to come back first to discuss this further with you."

Upon hearing this, Wen Zhong and the others looked even more bitter.

Qiu Shou Xian asked, "Why isn't Junior Brother Wang Bian here?"

Everyone shook their heads. Zhang Shao angrily shouted, "Killed by the Pure Void Moral True Lord, humph, what kind of righteous path is this? They are all despicable villains with low moral character. They dare not break the Ten Deadly Formations themselves, but instead send others to their deaths before trying to break the formation. It is simply despicable."

The scope is too small... Tianxu glanced at Zhang Shao. Among the nine broken formations, apart from the Wind Howling Formation which required the Wind-Stabilizing Pearl, the other formations were easily passed by the Twelve Immortals of Jade Void, if not easy.

Yu Ding watched the whole thing. The idea that they were sending cannon fodder to their deaths as a sacrifice to the formation was utter nonsense. As the formation master, how could he not have noticed the changes in the formation?

After much thought, it's nothing more than a one-for-one exchange, a delaying tactic to prevent the Biyou faction from losing too badly and thus mobilizing their entire force.

After all, this is only the beginning, and it's far from the point where the entire sect has mobilized to set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

"My fellow disciples, if we can't take this straw man, what will happen to my master?"

Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi knelt down in panic and cried, "Uncles, please save our master! We beg you!"

Then the two began to kowtow.

Qiu Shouxian and Zhang Shao looked at each other, their moods also dampened.

They had all come in groups to help, but now only Zhang Shao remains of the Ten Heavenly Lords, and Qiu Shou Xian lost one of his fellow Daoists in a single encounter...

Looking at the fast-sleeping Zhao Gongming, Wen Zhong couldn't help but shed tears and call out, "Uncle Zhao!"

A short while later, Zhao Gongming opened his eyes. Although he had been fast asleep, his dark circles were even more pronounced. Seeing Wen Zhong, he quickly sat up and asked, "Did you manage to snatch the arrow letter?"

Qiu Shou Xian shook his head bitterly and said, "Fellow Daoist Lingya... has already perished."

Zhao Gongming looked at Tianxu, who shook his head and said, "Lu Ya was injured by my senior brother and me, but he escaped."

“How could this be…” Zhao Gongming stood there stunned for a long time, unable to come back to his senses. After a long while, he sighed, “When I was the Emperor, I attained enlightenment and cultivated the Jade Skin Immortal Body. Who would have thought that I would be betrayed and poisoned by Lu Ya today? How pitiful, how tragic, how lamentable.”

He looked at the group and silently wept, saying, "After I die, give the Golden Dragon Scissors along with my robes to... Sister Yunxiao, I regret not listening to your advice, which has led to this calamity!"

Although he was a great immortal, he was now facing a crisis of death and annihilation, and he couldn't help but shed tears and choke up, unable to speak, just like a mortal.

"You regret it now, don't you? Serves you right for not listening to advice..." Tianxu said after seeing that Old Zhao had reflected on his actions. "Senior Brother, don't cry. Lu Ya was badly injured by us, so it will be difficult for him to make a move for a while. Here's what we'll do: I'll hurry and take Senior Brother Zhao to see the three senior sisters to see if they have any ideas."

"I think it works!"

Upon hearing this, everyone's expressions changed and they all nodded in agreement, finding it feasible.

"No..."

Zhao Gongming wiped away his tears and said sadly, "If the three sisters see my appearance, they will surely come down the mountain to seek justice for me. It's one thing for me to be robbed, but how can I let them be dragged down the mountain and suffer the same fate?"

You know the car crashed into a tree, and you know the snot went into your mouth... Tianxu coughed lightly and said, "It's okay, I'll talk to them. Senior brother, you go to sleep first, and you'll be there when you wake up."

It would have been better if he hadn't mentioned sleeping, but as soon as he did, Zhao Gongming, who already had dark circles under his eyes, couldn't hold on any longer. He pointed at Tianxu and collapsed, continuing to snore loudly.

Soon, Tianxu put Zhao Gongming into his sleeve and came outside the tent. He mounted Zhao Gongming's black tiger and said, "Everyone, time is of the essence. I'll be going now. Be careful."

Having said that, he gripped the black tiger's reins tightly, and the beast, with wind rising from its claws, soared into the sky and sped away into the distance.

Although Zhao Gongming was not dead, Wen Zhong and the others thought he had little chance of survival. The more they thought about it, the angrier they became. Zhang Shao said, "I will use the Red Sand Formation to deal with them."

He moved the formation directly under the reed canopy and challenged the enemy.

"Red Sand Formation..."

The immortals all frowned and remained silent, which was the perfect opportunity for Jiang Ziya to consult with Randeng.

Ran Deng sighed and said, "To be honest, this Red Sand Formation is a very bad formation. Only a lucky person can ensure its safety. If an unlucky person tries to break this formation, it will surely suffer great losses."

Jiang Ziya hurriedly asked, "May I ask, teacher, what is a blessed person, and who is a blessed person?"

Ran Deng said, "The current Holy Ruler is a blessed person; if it were someone else, the odds would be against him."

Jiang Ziya was startled: "Although King Wu is the chosen one, how can a mortal body break this immortal formation?"

Red Sand Formation... Yu Ding's expression darkened slightly; this formation was vicious and insidious.

Ji Fa was indeed sent by Randeng and others to break the formation. After a hundred days inside, he was safely freed after the Antarctic Immortal broke the formation. However, he died after only three years in power, making it hard not to think that he was unrelated to the formation.

Ran Deng said, "No need for further words, I have my own arrangements. Go and invite him quickly."

Jiang Ziya had no choice but to send Wu Ji to invite Ji Fa. After a short while, Ji Fa arrived and bowed to the Taoist priests, who returned the bow.

Ran Deng said, "Your Highness King Wu, nine of the ten formations have now been broken. Only the Red Sand Formation remains, which you can break. I wonder if Your Highness is willing to go?"

Ji Fa glanced around and said, "Since you Daoist masters have come here to help without fear of danger, how could I dare not go when you need my help today?"

Randeng was overjoyed. He used his middle finger to make a talisman on King Wu's chest and said, "Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, you two will protect King Wu on this trip."

"King Wu's safety is a matter of great importance to the nation and its people."

Just as Nezha and Lei Zhenzi stepped forward, a figure had already stepped forward: "Those two are still too weak to protect King Wu. Let me go instead!"

The crowd looked at Yu Ding in surprise. They had avoided entering the Ten Deadly Formations if they could, and had even forced Randeng to call out their names.

Since losing his cultivation, he has always kept a low profile, and today is the first time I have seen Yu Ding be so brave.

Chi Jingzi said, "Junior Brother Yu Ding, this formation is dangerous. Your cultivation has been damaged, so entering the formation may be inconvenient. You should listen to the teacher's arrangements!"

Yu Ding bowed and smiled, "Thank you for your kindness, Senior Brother. My cultivation has recovered somewhat, and my mind is made up."

In order for his apprentice to live a little longer, he, as the master, had to show some of his skills today.

Randeng glanced at Yuding with some surprise, seemingly not expecting Yuding to volunteer, since the others had all shied away, forcing him to call on them.

“Then you do it,” Ran Deng said.

Immediately, Yu Ding led Ji Fa down from the reed hut and headed towards the Red Sand Formation.