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Chapter 58

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This was the first time Yang Jian had visited with his master.

Yuding did not have many close friends. Perfected Taiyi was definitely one of them.

In the past, on the Kunlun Ancient Path, Daoist Manjusri and Yuding had the intention of taking in disciples. It was Perfected Taiyi who kept fanning the flames and embarrassed Manjusri.

In Yang Jian's opinion, it was difficult to find a steady mighty figure like his master, Yuding. It was also difficult to find a mighty figure like Uncle-Master Taiyi who was carefree, frivolous, eclectic, and clear about love and hate in the Primordial World.

From afar, the Qianyuan Mountain was hidden in the clouds. It seemed to have a strange peak with a Daoist temple on it.

Yuding rode a cloud and flew over with Yang Jian. When he approached, he saw that there was no Daoist temple in the white clouds. There was only a strange peak that pierced the sky.

The name Qianyuan meant "one" and "beginning".

The spiritual energy everywhere on the Qianyuan Mountain was hazy. The beasts, birds, flowers, insects, and fish in the mountain were all intelligent, but not many could cultivate. It seemed to be suppressed by the Heaven and Earth array formation there.

"Master, where is Uncle-Master's Cave Abode?" Yang Jian looked at the "intact" Qianyuan Mountain in confusion.

Yuding chuckled and pointed at a cliff in the mountain. "Isn't it over there?"

Yang Jian looked over again, and sure enough, he saw a small black dot where his master had pointed.

When he focused again, the black dot was expanding. In an instant, it turned into a pavilion that was embedded in the mountain.

Immortal aura lingered and immortal birds circled. There was also the sound of a zither.

"Uncle-Master is really capable." Yang Jian praised. If his master had not pointed it out to him, he would not have been able to find the location of the Cave Abode even if he had dug three feet into the ground.

A smiling voice came from the mountain. "Isn't this my Junior Brother Yuding? You're not teaching your disciple at the Jade Spring Mountain. You're finally willing to come out? "

Yuding smiled and did not say anything. Yang Jian said loudly, "Uncle-Master, Master brought me out to train and just returned!"

"Brat, how did you become like this?"

Yang Jian's vision blurred, and Perfected Taiyi, who was dressed in red, appeared.

Looking at this carefree immortal, he had the appearance of a twenty-three or twenty-four year old. His face was like jade, his long hair was tied up lightly, and he wore a red robe with a white jade belt. Riding the wind, he looked like the most heroic fairy, but there was not the slightest bit of femininity.

This was Taiyi, the most handsome almighty that Yang Jian had ever seen.

Yang Jian did not dare to look at this Uncle-Master any longer. He lowered his head and sighed. His expression was miserable, and his lips moved as if he was about to choke …

"As his master, I'm also a little ashamed." Yuding smiled and said, "I haven't been moving around for the past few years. It's difficult for him to control the few treasures I have, but I can't give him anything to defend himself. It's indeed a little bitter to train outside."

"Sigh!" Perfected Taiyi looked at Yuding with a hint of "blame". "Junior Brother, your disciple has really suffered by following you!"

Just as Yang Jian was about to speak up for his master, Perfected Taiyi raised his hand. Yang Jian inexplicably appeared beside Perfected Taiyi's hand and was pulled by Perfected Taiyi into the Cave Abode.

"Let's go. Uncle-Master has a treasure vault here. I'll give you eight to ten immortal treasures!"

Yang Jian did not know whether to laugh or cry. Yuding also smiled in embarrassment.

Taiyi took two steps and suddenly came to his senses. He turned around and glared at Yuding. He scolded, "I almost fell for your trick, you honest man! If you want to find treasures for your disciple, you can just ask! You even made my Disciple-Nephew work so hard! "

Yuding Zhenren flew over with his hands behind his back and continued to smile without saying a word.

Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Uncle-Master, I was indeed in a sorry state previously. Master had just brought me back. I came to your place before I could return to Jade Spring Mountain …"

"Forget it. Your master only wants you as his disciple. If he doesn't give you treasures, I can't be stingy!"

Taiyi pulled Yang Jian and continued flying forward. In two steps, they arrived at the empty space in front of the pavilion.

Perfected Taiyi looked at the tattered clothes on Yang Jian's body and began to preach with a serious expression.

"Your master doesn't understand these, but you have to understand them. When you walk in the Primordial World, regardless of your Dharma powers or mystical abilities, you have to be shameless! "

"Look at your tattered clothes … What is this? Oh my, why are these coarse clothes worn by mortals? Touch the material of my long robe. Is it smooth? This is the texture of Immortal Silk. I'll refine one for you later! "

"And your hair. Tsk, tsk, tsk. We men are always mocked by those female immortals. How are you going to find a Dao companion in the future when you're so sloppy? You're almost getting lice! "

"When you walk in the Primordial World, you can't lack appearances! Your master doesn't go out often and doesn't know these things. Don't blame him! "

Yang Jian was quickly defeated. He was embarrassed by Perfected Taiyi's words and smiled bitterly.

Why is this Uncle-Master Taiyi the same as Taiyi's "Master's wife" …

Perfected Taiyi shouted, "Ling Zhuzi! Come out and greet your Uncle-Master Yuding! Jin Xia, come out too! "

Two voices of agreement came from afar in the pavilion. A golden and green beam of light flew out of the pavilion and landed in front of Taiyi.

The golden light transformed into a boy and stood behind the young man formed by the green light. Most of the boys were only in-name disciples. They usually served the Perfected One, so they naturally could not compare to the official disciples who had inherited their master's mantle.

Yang Jian's gaze naturally landed on the young man dressed in green. His eyes lit up at a glance. He smiled and said, "What a handsome Junior Brother."

The young man looked rather delicate. He had light eyebrows, big eyes, and a high nose. His temperament and handsomeness were similar to his master, Perfected Taiyi.

If he were to put on a tube top and a feather robe and comb his hair, he would definitely be an obedient fairy.

The kind that could calm the world.

After Yang Jian shouted that sentence, a strange thought surfaced in his mind …

That was Ling Zhuzi, the future Nezha!

Taiyi knocked Yang Jian's head and scolded him jokingly, "You sly fellow, you really know how to take advantage of others. You immediately acknowledged him as your junior brother! He has been my disciple for a thousand years. You should call him Senior Brother! "

Yang Jian was a little unwilling.

In the future, he still wanted to be the "Eldest Senior Brother" of the small group of three generations of Chanism in West Qi. If he acknowledged Ling Zhuzi as his senior brother today, wouldn't he be suppressed by Nezha in the future?

"Why, Little Xu Jian? Are you a little unhappy with being called Senior Brother?" Taiyi asked with a straight face.

Little …

Yang Jian's legs went limp and he almost knelt down to Uncle-Master Taiyi.

Yuding said, "You should call him Senior Brother."

"Yes." Yang Jian sighed in his heart. It was reasonable for him to call him that. His master had also spoken. He could only bow to Ling Zhuzi and shout, "Senior Brother."

Ling Zhuzi hurriedly bowed and returned the greeting. "Junior Brother."

However, Ling Zhuzi pursed his lips. There was joy in his eyes, but there was also a hint of pride.

He had originally obtained the Dao from a Jade Pool Spiritual Pearl. Before he transformed, he had been deeply favored by the Heaven Queen of the Celestial Court. He had a deep background. Now, he had become a disciple of Perfected Taiyi, one of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism. He had many blessings.

Therefore, Ling Zhuzi was a little arrogant.

Usually, he only had the Golden Cloud Child as his companion. Perfected Taiyi did not bring him when he went out to walk. Today, he suddenly had a junior brother … Although this junior brother was covered in dirt and dressed in rags …

He was naturally extremely happy.

However, although he was happy, Ling Zhuzi's pride made him say, "Master, I think Junior Brother Xu Jian is rather indignant towards me. Why don't I compete with him? Whoever wins will be my senior brother. How about that?"

Junior Brother Xu Jian?

Looking at Ling Zhuzi's serious expression, it was obvious that he was calling Yang Jian after his master, Perfected Taiyi. There was nothing wrong with that.

Yang Jian was a little confused. He could not scold him and could only stand there with a bitter expression.

Yuding nodded and said, "Alright."

He naturally wanted Yang Jian to know that there was always someone better than him. He could not be arrogant just because he had seen the profundities of the Mysterious Art.

Perfected Taiyi also praised his disciple and said, "You have a good background and have cultivated for a thousand years. Your junior brother will only be a disciple of your Uncle-Master Yuding for ten years at most. In that case, use 10% of your Dharma powers. You cannot use immortal treasures or killing mystical abilities. "

"Yes, Master!" Ling Zhuzi immediately restrained his aura and added a few Dharma powers to himself.

Taiyi looked at Yang Jian and said warmly, "What do you think?"

"If my master allows it, I'll ask Senior Brother Ling Zhuzi for a lesson." Yang Jian looked at Yuding.

Yuding naturally nodded with a smile. He also wanted to use Senior Brother Taiyi's disciple to polish Yang Jian.

Taiyi said, "You can spar first. You can change your clothes after you're done."

At that moment, Taiyi waved his sleeve and drew out an area that was 100 feet wide in front of the pavilion. He pointed out two chairs and sat under an immortal tree by the cliff with Yuding. The Golden Cloud Child waited on him.

Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi stood opposite each other. Their clothes were too different, but their auras were on par.

They first bowed to each other and circulated their cultivation techniques.

Ling Zhuzi said, "Junior Brother, you still have to focus."

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