Yuding's sudden voice shocked many immortals.
Since ancient times, whenever the Jade Void Palace gathered disciples, Yuding Zhenren would usually not say a word. He would just sit there and rest with his eyes closed.
He did not expect that when he spoke today, there would be an inexplicable power that suppressed Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and the others who wanted to object, and they could not speak for a moment.
Perfected Taiyi smiled and said, "I also think that Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian can take on this great responsibility."
"Alright!" Huanglong Daoist and Chijing Jing nodded at the same time. Great Daoist Numinous Treasure, Heavenly Lord Daoxing, and Perfected Lord Qingxu also nodded to express their stance.
As such, seven of the twelve Golden Immortals supported it, while the other five remained silent.
Yang Jian stood there and was about to decline. It was a sincere refusal. There was really nothing to gain from this job. He still had to be watched by the whole world and be unhappy for more than twenty years …
The jade statue suddenly shone, and the Dao runes with great majesty spread out. All the disciples in the hall stood up and bowed to the jade statue.
The Saint had arrived personally!
A decree slowly condensed in the light and landed in Hiroshige's hand. Hiroshige held the decree and bowed deeply to the jade statue. He took two steps forward and his robe fluttered when he turned around, looking rather majestic.
"Disciple of the Jade Void, Yang Jian, step forward and listen to the decree."
Yang Jian felt bitter in his heart, but he could only lower his head and move forward. He stood in front of Hiroshige and knelt down to listen to the order.
Hiroshige unfolded the decree, and his deep voice circulated throughout Kunlun Mountain. Then, it floated to the four corners of the world.
"Disciple of the Jade Void, Yang Jian, listen to the order!
Although you have cultivated for less than a thousand years, you have deep fortune and good character. You are also the Marshal of the Celestial Court. You can become a god on behalf of the heavens.
From today onwards, I will wield the God Investiture Board, bestow upon you the Dao Sect's Dharma Seal, bestow upon you the God-Conferment Artifact, and control the disciples of the three sects on the God Investiture Board. I will use this God-Conferment Tribulation to assist the wise monarch, save the people from disaster, and fill the vacant immortal positions of the Celestial Court! "
After Hiroshige finished reading, the decree turned into a small jade talisman and landed in Yang Jian's hand. The word "Dao" was engraved on the front.
Another golden light floated out of the jade statue of the Heavenly Primogenitor and landed in front of Yang Jian. It looked like an ordinary wooden whip, three feet and six inches long, with twenty-one sections. Each section had four talisman seals, making a total of eighty-four talisman seals.
Deity Striking Whip!
He directly gave it to the God-striking Whip?
This was truly retribution. He had destroyed Jiang Shang's God Conferment Emissary and dug his own grave.
Sensing the envious gazes behind him, Yang Jian did not dare to be impudent in front of the Saint. He immediately kowtowed and raised his hands to receive the Deity Striking Whip.
The corners of Yuding Zhenren's mouth curled into a gentle smile. Perfected Taiyi pursed his lips and muttered, "What's so good about this job?"
Apart from Yang Jian himself, Perfected Taiyi, his master, and even the Heavenly Lord of Primogenitor felt that Yang Jian wanted to replace Jiang Shang. That was why he schemed against Jiang Shang.
Little did they know that Yang Jian wanted to obtain some luck for his master and not to implicate himself.
Since things had come to this, he could not make any sarcastic remarks.
Yang Jian grabbed the Deity Striking Whip and held the Dao Gate Seal. He slowly stood up and was stunned.
What should I do next? Should I transform into an old man and approach Ji Chang? Could it be that I have to use a straight hook to fish?
At that moment, Yang Jian's emotions were in a mess. He felt that he had let Jiang Shang down …
Hiroshige said, "Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters, if there's nothing else, you can leave. Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, follow me. Teacher wants to meet you. "
Meet the Saint again?
Yang Jian was surprised. He turned to look at his master and realized that his master, Aunt-Master Taiyi, and the other Aunt-Masters were no longer there.
In the blink of an eye, all the immortals in the hall had left, leaving only Yang Jian, Guang Chengzi, and the jade statue that was gradually losing its brilliance.
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, follow me."
Hiroshige said softly and turned to walk in front.
Yang Jian put away the Deity Striking Whip and the Dao Sect's Dharma Seal and followed behind Hiroshige. He circled around the jade statue and walked to the back of the hall.
There was another hall door there, but it was usually not opened.
When he took a step forward, the scenery in front of him changed. Previously, he had only seen immortal clouds filling the air. However, when he walked in, it was snowing heavily and the cold wind was blowing.
Hiroshige walked in front with his hands behind his back. He walked in the snow and smiled. "Disciple-Nephew, you're really smart to think of using your looks to break through Jiang Shang's technique."
Yang Jian's expression changed. He lowered his head and said, "Uncle-Master, please forgive me."
"Don't worry. This is nothing," Hiroshige said warmly. "You've done everything thoroughly and have not been exposed. If Teacher had not mentioned it, I would have been fooled by you. "
Yang Jian laughed dryly.
Hiroshige continued, "Are you afraid that Teacher will punish you?"
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded honestly and said, "I don't dare to lie to Grandmaster and Eldest Senior Brother. I originally wanted to obtain some luck for Master, so I schemed against Jiang Shang … I did not mean to harm Jiang Shang. I originally planned to wait for Master to become a God and assist a wise ruler to stabilize the world before arranging for Jiang Shang to enter the court as an official and fulfill his dream of becoming a marquis."
"Alright." Hiroshige nodded slightly. "It's rare for you to think that way. There are many schemes in the Primordial World, but which one of them doesn't kill and reprimand the moment they have a thought? "
Yang Jian was silent and did not know how to reply.
The two of them walked on an iron chain bridge. The mountain wall in front of them was chiseled open, and there was a courtyard inside. The courtyard looked simple, but it had a certain Dao rune.
Hiroshige said, "This place is called the Three Friends Residence. Teacher values it very much. Don't damage anything."
"Yes," Yang Jian replied softly. He followed Hiroshige across the iron chain bridge and walked to the entrance of the courtyard.
The courtyard was made of fences, but the fences were not trivial. They seemed to be Postnatal Spirit Roots that were about to transform.
There were three thatched cottages in the small courtyard. Hiroshige brought Yang Jian over. A middle-aged man walked out of the thatched cottage on the left. Yang Jian could not see his face clearly, but he could sense the familiar Dao runes.
The Dao runes of the Saint!
"Teacher, Yang Jian has arrived." Hiroshige stood at the door and bowed. Yang Jian hurriedly kowtowed.
That was his Grandmaster. He had to bow.
"Come in."
It was just three words, but they were indescribably warm and peaceful. Apart from making one feel at ease, it was as if they had heard the voice of heaven and earth. They felt enlightened.
That alone could determine that the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning's realm and cultivation level were stronger than Nuwa, who was also a Saint.
Yang Jian had no idea how much stronger he was. He was still too far away from that level.
Hiroshige brought Yang Jian into the courtyard. The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning sat on a reclining chair under a tree. He seemed to be reminiscing about something. His blurry face gave off the illusion that he was smiling.
"There's no need to be reserved. Sit down."
Two meditation cushions slowly condensed on the ground. Hiroshige immediately sat down and closed his eyes to cultivate. Yang Jian hurriedly nodded and sat in front of his Grandmaster. He did not even dare to breathe.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning asked, "Have you seen the owner of the Chaos Bell?"
"Yes, I've seen him," Yang Jian said with his head lowered.
"He just left," the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning said. "If Lu Ya goes to look for you again, he will be helping you in the Eastern expedition. He cannot be abandoned casually."
Yang Jian immediately replied, "I will follow your teachings, Grandmaster."
Daoist Heavenly Flame has come to look for Grandmaster?
That's a little messy … Why would Grandmaster watch the Chaos Bell fly away? Could it be that Grandmaster can't leave the Chaos Bell behind?
Yang Jian's thoughts were complicated, but he quickly threw them aside.
No matter what, since his Grandmaster had spoken, Yang Jian could not chase Lu Ya away when he came to the Zhou Camp to help during the God Conferment Ceremony.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning asked again, "How will you complete the God Conferment Ceremony?"
Yang Jian did not dare to show off. He said, "Grandmaster, please guide me."
"You actually have a plan in your heart." The rocking chair under the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning swayed gently. An inexplicable fragrance entered Yang Jian's nose, making Yang Jian feel light-headed.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning chuckled and said, "Others have the so-called maze. How can you have it? You are originally a carefree guest of the Primordial World. Why are you bound? "
When Yang Jian heard that, he was indescribably shocked. However, he could only smile bitterly.
The Saints indeed knew how he came to this world. In fact, the Saints might even know what he did not know.
Yang Jian mustered up his courage and asked, "Grandmaster, why … why did I come?"
"You should ask yourself that. Why are you asking me?" The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning said leisurely, "The one who brought you back is not me, the other Saints, the manager of the Chaos Bell, the Lady of Earth, a human, or a god."
Yang Jian was confused.
"Then who is it …"
"You have to find it yourself and understand it. This is your opportunity and also your tribulation."
"Yes," Yang Jian replied. He felt dizzy.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning waved his hand. It seemed that he had only asked Yang Jian to come there to chat. He did not explain anything else.
Yang Jian understood and stood up to leave. A flickering circle appeared outside the courtyard door. It should be a teleportation array formation.
The Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning's voice sounded from behind. "This place is called the Three Friends Residence. Do you know what it means?"
Yang Jian hurriedly turned around. Just as he was about to answer, his Grandmaster was nowhere to be seen on the rocking chair under the tree …
"Go." Hiroshige opened his eyes and smiled at Yang Jian. Then, he closed his eyes and sat beside the rocking chair under the tree.
It was as if he had been sitting there since ancient times and had never left.
Three Friends Residence?
Yang Jian was deep in thought. He took a step into the circle of light. His figure was gently pulled, and the surrounding light kept spinning.
When he returned to his senses, he was already at the foot of Kunlun Mountain. In front of him was the winding ancient path of pilgrimage.
After taking two steps forward, Yang Jian was about to ride a cloud when he suddenly froze.
Three Friends Residence, Kunlun Mountain …
Could that be the place where the Three Pure Ones cultivate?
Grandmaster's last sentence was clearly a little lonely. Then, why is the Saint feeling lonely? Did he specially ask me to go over and meet him just to instruct Daoist Lu Ya? Wouldn't it be better to just let Uncle-Master pass the message?
No, Grandmaster must have a deeper meaning.
The three friends were originally a family, but why did they start fighting …
"Ah, let's go and look for Master first." Yang Jian felt a little dizzy. He temporarily put those matters aside and turned into a ray of golden light that flew towards Jade Spring Mountain.
The Heaven-Opening Pangu had died, and the Three Pure Ones had turned into one.
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