This is so dishonest!

Chapter 415 Taiyuan Jade Maiden VS Taiyuan Holy Mother
A graceful and dreamlike purple streak of light silently broke free from the underworld.

The goddess in purple is like a pure traveler, an innocent and carefree "dream sprite".

She follows her heart and is content with whatever comes her way.

She began her journey through the mortal world in the purest and most authentic way.

Her footprints have covered almost every corner of the prehistoric world.

She has seen the most beautiful scenery in the world and tasted the most delicious spiritual fruit in the world;
She made some interesting friends.

Of course, the purple-clad goddess also offended many powerful figures.

When a saint attained enlightenment, he slew a dragon in a dream, and the next day a headless dragon corpse came knocking on his door, shouting, "Give me back my head!"
A teacher on Mount Sumeru, who had attained the status of a Bodhisattva, dreamed that he was swallowed by a divine bird and fought a three-hundred-round battle with the bird's gut flora.
An unknown spatial ancestor had a dream in which he possessed immortality, fought across a realm, and was invincible.

Then the sect leader of the Hehuan Sect, who came from outer space, discovered him, captured him, and carefully nurtured him, helping him become the sect's most prized treasure.

An excellent "furnace" passed down through generations.

In his dreams, he revels every day and truly cannot die.

With the help of this immortal "talent," successive sect leaders and prodigies of the Hehuan Sect have successfully condensed their Dao Fruits.

At that time, Dijiang hated himself for having an immortal body.

The goddess in purple fabricated many such beautiful dreams.

But the goddess didn't care.

Free and unrestrained, carefree and at ease, playing the game of life!

Finally, after traversing the entire primordial land and offending every powerful being he could, he...

The goddess in purple decisively ran away.

Within her sleeve, the Purple Lotus of Reincarnation fell into deep silence.

He saw everything He witnessed along the way.

How come I never noticed before that Fellow Daoist Meng Wuyou is so...unconventional?
Seeing the purple-clad goddess wreaking havoc on the gods, even the Reincarnation Purple Lotus felt terrified.

"Sigh, this ancient land seems to be just like this. Although it's quite fun, you'll get tired of it after a while."

"How about... I go for a stroll in Heaven?"

"No, no, the Heavenly Court has too many rules, and that newly appointed Demon Emperor doesn't seem very fun. If we get caught, it will definitely be a lot of trouble."

The goddess in purple robes walked along, lost in thought.

"Shall we go and take a look at the Primordial Realm?"

"In the chaotic era, there were many strange and wonderful chaotic gods. I wonder if they... taste good?"

Just as the goddess in purple was lost in thought, she unknowingly arrived at a peach grove.

The peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the fallen petals are scattered everywhere.

In the woods, a man in a blue robe was leaning against a tree drinking wine, with a five-colored kitten perched on his shoulder and a blue lotus floating beside him.

The goddess in purple's eyes lit up: "Huh? Your cat and lotus are quite rare."

Xuan Qing looked up at her, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

"Where do you come from, fellow Daoist?" he asked gently.

“From a dream.”

She answered with a grin, leaning closer to examine the kitten, "This little guy is so cute, can I pet him?"

The kitten bristled warily, and the lotus petals closed slightly.

Xuan Qing chuckled: "They are shy."

She pouted and said, "You're stingy."

Xuanqing handed over a wine pot: "Why don't you try this?"

"A specialty of Qingqiu Kingdom, it tastes good."

She took it, tilted her head back and gulped it down, then choked and coughed: "It's so spicy!"

Xuanqing laughed: "Wine should be savored slowly."

She glared at him: "You did this on purpose!"

He smiled without saying a word, but asked, "How should I address you, fellow Daoist?"

She thought for a moment, then smiled slyly: "I am the Jade Maiden of Taiyuan!"

"Pfft...cough cough!!"

Xuanqing choked on a mouthful of wine.

"What kind of vixen is this, daring to flirt with the gentleman!"

Just then, a soft shout came.

Xiao Xiao, the ruler of Qingqiu, has arrived.

She also brought an assistant with her.

She was also a goddess.

However, this goddess came from the Moon Palace.

The goddess in purple asked in confusion, "Who are you?"

Wang Shu stepped forward, a smirk playing on her lips: "I am the Holy Mother of Taiyuan!"

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On the shores of the East China Sea, the vast expanse of blue waves is dotted with flocks of seagulls and egrets.

A small boat, without sails or oars, drifts freely with the current, leisurely traversing the vast expanse of blue waves.

At the bow of the boat sat a young man dressed in a blue Taoist robe. A scabbard hung at his waist. His features were clear and handsome, and his eyes were deep and unfathomable.

Yu Chen Daojun did not use any earth-shattering supernatural powers. He simply sat quietly, letting the salty sea breeze ruffle his long, ink-black hair.

At the stern sat a boy with an honest face but incredibly bright and lively eyes.

He gently cast a fishing rod made of innate spiritual vine into the sea.

The master and his apprentice sat on the small boat, fishing.

In the distance, there were several claps of thunder and the bellowing of cattle.

But a major battle was about to break out.

Kui Niu was in Yu Xu Palace, and he was used to following Xiao Wu, the Scroll King, around and couldn't stay idle.

So, as soon as he arrived in the East China Sea, he found someone of the same kind to discuss philosophy with.

"What have we done to you, Liupo Mountain? You come here and we're ready to fight!" A divine beast flew out from Liupo Mountain.

It resembles an ox, with a blue body and no horns, and one foot. When it enters or leaves the water, there will be wind and rain. Its light is like the sun and moon, and its sound is like thunder. Its name is Kui.

“Your name is Kui Niu, and mine is Kui Niu. We’re from the same clan!”

Kui Niu grinned, transforming into a burly man in black, wielding a divine sword, and pointed it at Kui Niu, saying, "Brothers, let's go again!"

"Come just come, I'm afraid you won't make it!"

The Taoist name of this Kui ox on Liupo Mountain is 【Flying Thunder True Lord】.

He was once summoned by the Eastern Emperor and even participated in the Battle of Buzhou Mountain.

"Master."

Ignoring the thunder rumbling in the sky, Duobao looked at the motionless fishing line and asked curiously, "Did we go out to sea just to fish?"

Lord Yu Chen did not open his eyes.

"Of course!"

"Gululu~~"

As the seawater surged, a giant golden creature slowly emerged from the water.

"Ok?"

Two soft, hesitant sounds rang out simultaneously.

Yu Chen opened his eyes and looked at the giant golden turtle that had surfaced.

The golden turtle has two fishing lines at the corners of its mouth.

One of them is his.

Another path leads to some unknown void.

“Fellow Daoist, this item is destined for me,” said the deity in the void.

Yu Chen did not answer.

He raised his hand and drew his sword.

Zhunti dared not delay and hurriedly unleashed a burst of rosy light. The sword light trembled slightly, emanating a deep, cold light. The cold light stirred, and the six-colored rosy light became chaotic.

"brush!"

The sword pierced the rosy light with a soft sound, and the newly formed rosy light brushed the sword aside.

"Humph!"

Yu Chen raised a thick, dark eyebrow and snorted in dissatisfaction.

With a slight sway, he was already behind Zhunti.

The man arrives, the sword is drawn, and the sword light is azure.

"Whoosh!" Without even looking, Zhunti flicked his wrist and unleashed a burst of light that perfectly blocked the sword's edge.

The sword's light disrupted the rosy glow, and the rosy glow deflected the sword's edge, preventing it from striking the target.

Yu Chen withdrew and stabbed again.

This time, the sword appeared out of nowhere above Zhunti's head, as if a celestial sword had descended from the sky, and a ray of light appeared right above his head.

"Swoosh~"

Yu Chen disappeared.

The sword entered from the left, and Zhunti's left hand swept out a burst of light;
The sword came from the right, and Zhunti's right hand just happened to brush out a burst of light.

The sword is in front, and a hand in front of it sweeps out a rosy glow; the sword is behind, and a rosy glow appears behind it.

Yu Chen appears and disappears without a trace. His sword strikes come from the void or emerge from nowhere, unpredictable, extremely fast, and incredibly difficult to catch.

Zhunti, however, seemed to have a thousand hands and a thousand eyes, and actually deflected all the swords that Yu Chen attacked from all directions.

Countless Yu Chen swords flew from the sky and the ground, attacking the same person.

Zhunti was targeted by countless swords, but he stood firm and blocked them all.

He seemed to have grown countless hands, each wielding a six-colored branch to deflect the sword's edge.

One man against ten thousand, ten thousand hands against ten thousand swords.

"boom!"

With the sky high and the sea calm, Yu Chen stands with the blue sky on his back, while Zhun Ti stands motionless on the waves.

The sky was lifted up by Yu Chen, and the sea was smoothed out by Zhun Ti, leaving only two people between the sky and the sea.

"How about taking another sword strike from me?"

Yu Chen's voice was icy, causing Zhunti's eyebrows to twitch.

The man in green raised his sword, its momentum like that of the heavens.

The sword of heaven fell seemingly slowly but actually very quickly, pressing down on the entire blue sky.

The sword, crimson as blood, reaches the azure sky and covers the boundless sea.

Standing on the azure waves, Zhunti's expression became infinitely more solemn as he faced this sword strike.

He sighed softly and tossed the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand away.

The body is Bodhi, the mind is Bodhi, every branch and twig is Bodhi, every leaf is a world, every leaf is Bodhi. The Seven Treasures Tree connects to the myriad worlds of Bodhi, radiating immeasurable light, which penetrates heaven and earth, forming an immeasurable light curtain.

This sea area was incorporated into the light curtain, and outside the light curtain, the Bodhi Myriad Realms intercepted the Green-Clad Sword.

"Interesting, but not enough!" The man in green chuckled, his large hand sweeping down, propelling the crimson heavenly sword toward the Bodhi Myriad Realms.

"Boom~~"

The light curtain trembled, the Bodhi tree swayed, and the crimson sword light cut into the myriad worlds of the Bodhi tree, shattering Bodhi leaves and severing worlds one by one.

But as the seven-colored divine light turned, the leaves that had just been annihilated by the sword light were reborn, and the Bodhi Myriad Realms reappeared in the world, as if everything that had just been destroyed was just a dream.

The Taoist in green was somewhat surprised, but his hands did not slow down at all.

With a turn of its blade, the crimson sword transformed into a purplish-black color, unleashing a divine might capable of annihilating heaven and earth as it slashed towards the myriad realms of Bodhi.

"Boom~~"

Sensing the overwhelming killing intent, Zhunti's heart raced. Before he could retreat, the heavenly sword slashed down.

In an instant, countless Bodhi leaves fell, all realms shattered, and a branch of the Seven Treasures Tree was cut off.

"Pfft~~"

The Daoist Zhunti coughed up a mouthful of blood on the spot. He painedly retrieved the Seven Treasures Tree and complained to the man in green:

"Fellow Daoist, you've unleashed the Immortal Slaughtering Sword; are you trying to kill me?"

"How could that be... I couldn't help but use my true skills because I saw how exquisite your technique was. It's just that I haven't used the Immortal Execution Sword for a long time and forgot that its blade is also a little bit sharp." Daoist Yu Chen tried to explain himself.

"A little bit?"

“It is indeed a tiny bit.”

Over there, Zhunti sighed.

He said, "Fellow Daoist, this golden turtle is destined for me, why don't you step aside?"

Yu Chen smiled.

"If you win, I'll give it to you."

Zhunti did not answer.

He simply reached out and took something out, handing it to Yu Chen.

This object is emerald green and dripping with moisture. It is divided into six sections and seven segments, each section with its own logic and texture. A faint sense of purity can be seen, and a delicate fragrance can be smelled. It is truly magical.

"This item is called the 'Six Roots Purification Bamboo.' I'm lending it to you, fellow Daoist, for your enlightenment, in exchange."

"Alright! I'll invite my precious disciple, Wuyun Xian, up here right away!" Yu Chen Daojun smiled as he accepted the spiritual treasure from Zhunti's hand.

"My precious disciple? Wu Yunxian?"

Zhunti Daoist was taken aback. He looked at the overjoyed Yu Chen Daoist and asked in confusion, "Didn't you want to catch the golden turtle?"

"What Golden Turtle? What nonsense are you spouting, fellow Daoist? In that Void of Return, there is clearly my unacquainted disciple, Immortal Wuyun!" Daoist Yuchen corrected him with displeasure.

An unacquainted disciple?

You've even picked out a name?!
This statement completely stunned Daoist Zhunti. If he hadn't repeatedly confirmed that it was a giant golden turtle, he would have almost believed the nonsense of Daoist Yuchen.

"Can this still happen?"

Upon hearing these words, Master Zhunti felt a profound sense of enlightenment, as if a new door to his life had been opened.

Compared to the methods Yu Chen Daojun uses to accept disciples at this moment, his few words about predestined affinity seem so pale and powerless.

Yu Chen looked at the dumbfounded Zhunti Daoist and felt a surge of secret pleasure.

"I'm no good at verbal sparring. And you're no good at taking on apprentices!"

When I, Yu Chen, accept disciples, I don't care about fate or anything. If I say it's fate, then it's fate. Not only have I given you a name, but I've also prepared all the spiritual treasures for you!
And so, with a bamboo palm in one hand and a black gold hammer in the other, Yu Chen sat steadily on the gunwale, fishing.

Zhunti looked at the large hammer in his hand and asked curiously, "Fellow Daoist, are you carrying that large hammer in case your disciple goes crazy and loses control, and I smash his head with it?"

"Bullshit."

Yu Chen Daojun's eyes darted around, but he insisted that this was a spiritual treasure given to his disciple.

Zhunti responded with a chuckle.

The Hunyuan Hammer is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. Would it be useful to take in a disciple whose six senses are in a state of chaos and whose intelligence has not yet been developed?
Unless you can unlock his six senses without harming him, then...

Wait a minute, my Six Roots Pure Bamboo seems to be able to do that!

Zhunti Daoist's eyes widened, and just as he was about to speak, four Zhuxian Swords instantly arrived in front of him, their overwhelming killing intent rendering him unable to move.

He stared intently at Yu Chen's retreating figure, gritting his teeth as he said, "Fellow Daoist, you tricked me!"

Yu Chen Daojun said calmly, "How could that be!"

You think I'm just here to catch a giant turtle? Actually, I'm here to recruit a celestial attendant.

You think I just took in a personal immortal servant, but actually I've got my eye on your magical treasure.

It takes far too long for this golden turtle to develop its intelligence, and I, this humble Daoist, cannot wait that long. So I have no choice but to ask my fellow Daoist for some leniency.

The bamboo of six pure roots is a treasure of wisdom, and it is the best tool for enlightening the mind!
Taking on a new disciple and using them to build a foundation for one's cultivation is a real win.

What? You're saying the exchange of the Six Pure Bamboos is conditional?

Yu Chen Daojun said: I didn't agree, but you stuffed the spiritual treasure into my hands. Is it my fault?
"Fishing amidst the vast expanse of misty waters doesn't necessarily mean you're catching fish," Yu Chen said, sitting leisurely in the boat.

For 120 years, he had been fishing, always waiting for the Taoist Zhunti to take the bait!

"What a great harvest!"

The fisherman in green was overjoyed, while the Taoist priest in hemp robes was on the verge of tears.

"From now on, this will be my training ground. Fellow Daoist, would you like to come and have a seat?"

"A temple?" Zhunti looked around.

"Yup!"

With a wave of his hand, Daoist Yu Chen sent out a five-colored lotus flower, which split into five beams of light that fell upon the vast sea and transformed into five immortal mountains.

Upon seeing the five sacred mountains, the Taoist Zhunti's eyes widened in amazement.

"The aura of Pangu?"

He gasped and asked, "Fellow Daoist, where did you come from?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Yu Chen revealed a set of white teeth and smiled brightly.

"It was a gift from someone!"

"Sent?"

Zhunti Daoist was stunned, and his heart instantly ached.

Is he a true descendant of Pangu, and has such a good life?
This is outrageous!
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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