How many realms were there below the Saint realm?
At that moment, Yang Jian could not tell or see clearly. Yuding Zhenren had not told him before, so he did not know how to judge. However, he had long understood the difference between a Quasi-Saint and a Quasi-Saint.
The Great Daoist Master Xuan Du was his only personal disciple, the Supervisor of Xuandu City, and the Eldest Senior Brother of the Dao Sect. He definitely possessed strength that far exceeded the Goddess of Golden Spirit. Otherwise, he would not have been able to separate the two of them so easily.
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, accompany me," Xuan Du said with a smile. Yang Jian cupped his hands and put away his spear.
Xuan Du looked at Hiroshige and the Black Clouds Immortal again and said leisurely, "The dispute between the three sects cannot be changed by humans. The Great Tribulation has long been fixed in the world. We cannot fight for power. Today, on account of my handsome face, junior brother, junior sister, and the Black Clouds Immortal will leave. How about that? "
Guangchengzi, who was at the side, nodded calmly. "Yes, Senior Brother."
"Hmph!" The Goddess of Golden Spirit flicked her sleeves and did not say anything else. She flew southeast with the Black Clouds Immortal.
Yang Jian flew closer. Xuan Du looked at Hiroshige and seemed a little surprised. "Junior Brother, why aren't you returning to the mountain? Why are you staying here? Could it be that you miss me after not seeing me for a few years? Why don't we talk at night and sleep together? "
"I'll take my leave. Yang Jian, don't offend your Uncle-Master Xuan Du."
After instructing Yang Jian, Hiroshige turned around and left decisively.
After Hiroshige left, Xuan Du pretended to be relieved and smiled at Yang Jian. "Let's go. The old keeper and the violent-tempered woman have left. Let's go and deal with that traitor."
Yang Jian cupped his hands respectfully. "Yes."
Xuan Du had deliberately left him behind for something else. It was not as simple as trying to mediate.
Yang Jian rode on a cloud while Xuan Du strolled in the air. Together with Yang Jian, they descended towards the Green Dragon Keep at a moderate speed.
"Yang Jian, when you got married, I went to congratulate you and drank with you. At that time, you were still a little young and inexperienced. Tsk tsk." Xuan Du's words were filled with emotions. "Now, you have not let down the expectations of the Saints. Now, you have strong abilities. The Primordial World is huge. You can go anywhere."
Yang Jian smiled modestly. "Uncle-master must be joking. Junior's Dharmic powers and supernatural abilities are not even a hundredth of uncle-master's."
"Hypocrite! Courtesy! The current Dao Sect cultivators are just like the human race. They hide their thoughts under layers of appearances, forcing others to guess and ponder over them. "Xuan Du suddenly had a sense of compassion." In the current South Continent, mortals live their entire lives in suspicion. Why do cultivators have to do the same? "
"Uncle-Master, you're right." Yang Jian felt ashamed. "I haven't cultivated well enough. I can't understand the true meaning of your words, Uncle-Master."
Xuan Du smiled and said, "Recently, I've been thinking about my own Dao. I want to open up another path of cultivation. Naturally, I'm more emotional. Don't think I'm talkative."
Yang Jian did not dare to reply.
He was actually a big shot who wanted to create his own Dao of cultivation!
He was just a cultivation disciple who relied on the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to "abuse others". In comparison, he could only look up to the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du …
"What's wrong?" Xuan Du looked at Yang Jian. "Why are you silent? Do you feel uncomfortable with me? "
"There's nothing uncomfortable about it. It's just that you're a senior of the sect after all. I don't dare to be too arrogant as a disciple," replied Yang Jian with a smile. The two of them had already arrived outside the Green Dragon Keep.
On the hillside, Yin Hong and Chi Jingzi were still fighting. The power of the Yin-Yang Mirror in Yin Hong's hand was increasing. It seemed that Yin Hong and the Yin-Yang Mirror were constantly fusing, gradually unleashing the power of the Yin-Yang Mirror.
"Deceiving your master and destroying your ancestors. The Dao Sect is unfortunate." Xuan Du's face turned as black as the bottom of a pot. He raised his hand, and an extremely mysterious Dao rune floated out of his sleeve. It turned into a yellow light and enveloped Chi Jingzi below.
Yang Jian was the closest to Xuan Du. When the Dao runes appeared, Yang Jian felt his heart tremble.
It was as if a door that contained the truths of the world had flashed past his eyes, allowing him to catch a glimpse of a mysterious world.
Actually, he did not see anything, but he felt that he had seen it. That feeling was rather strange.
What is that?
When Yang Jian looked down, he was also shocked.
On the top of Chi Jingzi's head, half a piece of tattered yellow cloth slowly unfolded. There was a shallow circle on it. There seemed to be a black and white Yin-Yang fish in the circle, but it also seemed to be empty.
Xuan Du's voice spread out.
"I'll lend this Taiji Painting to you, Junior Brother. Such a disciple should be punished severely."
Chi Jingzi raised his hand and caught the Taiji Painting. His movements were a little slow. In the end, he bowed to Xuan Du from afar.
"Thank you, Uncle-Master. Thank you, Senior Brother Xuan Du, for lending me your treasure."
He stood up and sighed softly. The Taiji Painting in his hand expanded in the wind and instantly turned into a golden cloud that floated in front of Chi Jingzi.
At that moment, Yin Hong suddenly came to his senses. He looked up and around. There was no sign of Shen Gongbao and the immortals of Jie School.
He could only grab the Yin-Yang Mirror tightly and look at Chi Jingzi, who was enveloped by the golden light. The Yin-Yang Mirror in his hand shone again!
"Why are you still so obsessed?" Master Red Essence's voice carried a hint of age. He raised his hand and pointed at Yin Hong. A golden bridge stretched out from the golden clouds above his head, crossing the sky and earth, directly pressing down on Yin Hong.
Yin Hong was naturally unwilling to allow himself to be captured, but just as he wanted to move, he discovered that his entire body was not listening to him. The world around him was tightly pressing down on him, and an extraordinary force rushed towards his immortal body from all directions.
"Pfft …"
He spat out a mouthful of blood. However, even if he spat out blood, Yin Hong could not move at all.
The golden bridge smashed down, and Yin Hong's figure was engulfed by the golden light. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared, leaving only the Yin-Yang Mirror, the Water-Fire Blade, and the Purple-Ribbon Immortal Robe. They slowly landed on the ground.
Is this the power of the Taiji Painting?
Is this the power of a Saint Dharma artifact?
Yang Jian did not sense any fluctuations. He could not sense any Essence Energy fluctuations. He could not even see how Yin Hong had been taken in …
Isn't this a little too profound?
At that moment, Xuan Du shook his head and sighed. "Junior Brother Chi Jingzi is still too soft-hearted." After saying that, he pointed at the golden cloud. The golden cloud retracted its light and turned into the somewhat tattered Taiji Painting. It returned to Xuan Du's sleeve.
A figure fell from the golden cloud and fell weakly into a shallow pit on the hillside. His body twitched unconsciously.
Chi Jingzi's gaze was a little complicated. He picked up the Yin-Yang Mirror and the Water-Fire Blade and refined the Yin-Yang Mirror again.
The old Daoist priest grabbed the Yin-Yang Mirror and aimed it at the Purple-Ribbon Immortal Robe. With a gentle wave, green smoke floated up from the Purple-Ribbon Immortal Robe. In the next moment, it was slowly ignited.
Two figures landed beside Chi Jingzi one after another. They were Huanglong Daoist and Daoist Ci Hang. Huang Long sighed and said, "Senior Brother, it's not worth it to worry about such a disciple."
Chi Jingzi shook his head and sighed. "Ah, the relationship between master and disciple in Taihua Mountain for more than ten years is not as good as a few words from a traitor."
After saying that, Chi Jingzi turned around and took two steps forward, appearing in front of Yin Hong.
The Yin-Yang Mirror had returned to Chi Jingzi's hands. This treasure mirror, which was considered Chi Jingzi's Destiny Numinous Treasure, was also conveying a faint sense of guilt to Chi Jingzi.
"Master …"
Yin Hong raised his head with great difficulty. At that moment, 90% of his Dharma powers were destroyed, and his Dao base was mostly destroyed. If Chi Jingzi had not shown mercy when he used the Taiji Painting, Yin Hong would have been turned into pus by the Taiji Yin Yang Power. His essence soul would not have been able to escape. “
There was some hesitation in Chi Jingzi's eyes.
When Yin Hong saw this hesitation, the desire to live arose in his heart again. He struggled to stand up and knelt in front of Chi Jingzi. He shouted weakly, "Master … Master, spare me. I listened to the words of a villain. I'm willing to help Zhou attack the Shang Dynasty. I'm willing to assist Eldest Senior Brother! Master, spare me! Spare me! "
Chi Jingzi raised his left hand, but the Yin-Yang Mirror could not fall for a moment.
At the side, Ci Hang said, "Second Senior Brother, why don't you end him quickly? Otherwise, he will miss a good spot in the List of Deification."
In midair, Yang Jian could not help but chuckle when he heard Daoist Ci Hang's words.
His impression of Ci Hang had improved. This was not because Daoist Ci Hang was a dignified, virtuous, and gentle female Daoist. It was because Ci Hang had not become enemies with Yang Jian in the Ten Terminal Array and the Jade Void Palace.
"Alright."
Chi Jingzi grabbed the Yin-Yang Mirror and slapped it at Yin Hong. Two mysterious Primordial Qi bloomed from the mirror and entered Yin Hong's eyes.
In the next moment, Yin Hong's immortal body collapsed like sand in the wind. A wisp of Primordial Energy floated out and flew towards Mount Qi.
That fulfilled the oath Yin Hong had made when he went down the mountain. He was really reduced to ashes and died without a complete corpse.
Once Yin Hong died, Chi Jingzi stood there for a long time. Huang Long and Ci Hang went forward to persuade him, but Chi Jingzi did not say anything.
"You have to be careful when taking in disciples." Great Daoist Master Xuan Du clicked his tongue and sighed softly. Then, he looked at Yang Jian with a faint smile and said, "The matter of stabbing the sword is over. I should have gone back. However, if someone treats me to a cup of wine from the mortal world, it's not impossible for me to stay for a while."
Yang Jian really wanted to say that there was no wine. However, Xuan Du was the Eldest Senior Brother of the Dao Sect after all. As the third-generation Eldest Senior Brother of Chanism, how could he dare to reject him?
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Coincidentally, I know of a restaurant that has very good wine and dishes. Uncle-Master, please do me the honor and go and have a taste."
"Let's go." Xuan Du smiled in satisfaction. He liked Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian quite a lot.
This kid is indeed good.
Yang Jian brought Xuan Du to a random city in the South Continent. On the way, Yang Jian could not help but ask, "Uncle-Master Xuan Du, are you looking for me for something? If there's anything, feel free to tell me. "
"Well, there's indeed a small matter." Xuan Du smacked his lips and looked at Yang Jian's chest before glancing at Yang Jian's legs.
Yang Jian immediately felt a little uneasy.
What's going on …
"Let's go. Let's eat first before we talk." Xuan Du raised his hand and grabbed Yang Jian's arm. He pulled him towards the city that they were going to.
Xuan Du pointed at the two of them and landed openly in the city. The mortals who came and went acted as if they didn't see them and ignored them.
It was the first time Yang Jian had such an ability. There was clearly no trick, but the two of them stood out from the crowd without any sense of existence.
When Xuan Du was full, he sat on the soft couch with a toothpick in his mouth. Only then did he smile at Yang Jian.
"I heard that you seem to be looking for the twelve Sea-Calming Divine Pearls that have yet to appear?"
Yang Jian immediately perked up.
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