Don't say that I'm arrogant. I'm arrogant.
Yang Jian was there to cause trouble. He sorted out his emotions and adjusted his mentality. His gaze was a little frivolous and arrogant. It was clearly just an incarnation, but it expressed the demeanor of the number one expert in the Primordial Chaos.
However, how could the four Vajras dare to let him go when he opened his mouth to discuss the Dao?
"Perfected Lord, this is an important place in the Western Sect …"
"Huh?" Yang Jian swept his long and narrow eyes across. The four Vajras trembled and could not help but take half a step back.
Yang Jian walked with his hands behind his back. "You can just go and send the message. How can a Saint not dare to agree to my invitation to discuss the Dao?"
"Yang Jian, you!"
One of the bulky gatekeepers was about to explode in anger, but a fellow disciple next to him grabbed his shoulder tightly.
Yang Jian ignored him and walked up the stairs step by step. He seemed to be in a good mood and was still admiring the surrounding scenery.
In the southeast, the old man stopped on the back of the green ox and smiled. He seemed to be looking at the spiritual mountain.
Spiritual senses that were like nets enveloped the Saint Dao field of the Western Sect. Due to the changes in the North Ocean's Nether Stream, more and more cultivators of the Primordial World who were implicated had returned from the Chaos Sea and woken up from their long seclusion to comprehend the Dao. At that moment, there were more gazes at Yang Jian than before.
In that world, there were actually many cultivators who did not care about the affairs of the world. There was even a large number of cultivators who were buried in seclusion in the depths of the ground for the sake of peace.
On the winding mountain path, dozens of experts of the Western Sect flew through the sky. They lined up in two rows, pressed their palms together, and chanted sutras.
What was the difference between the Western Sect and Buddhism?
Actually, the Western Sect had only been forced to change its name. The teachings and etiquette were the same.
Yang Jian only needed to pay attention not to casually shout the word 'Buddha'. There was nothing else to avoid.
A familiar figure landed on the mountain path. It was someone Yang Jian was familiar with.
Perfected Samantabhadra.
Right now Samantabhadra did not receive the name of Guanyin, she still addressed herself as Samantabhadra. Seeing Yang Jian walking over with a black face, she first gave a bitter laugh, and then carrying the Jade Vase, holding onto the willow branch, she slowly walked forward.
"Martial Nephew Yang Jian, please wait."
Yang Jian lowered his eyes, as if he had just seen this' Martial Uncle ', he replied weakly, "So it's Senior Samantabhadra, what can I do for you?"
The word 'Senior' caught Pu Xian by surprise. She swallowed back the words she wanted to say.
Yang Jian's attitude towards Samantabhadra seemed to be the reason why he had come to the Western Sect — to take revenge for the betrayal of Randeng and the others into the Western Sect.
Immediately, Yang Jian's actions became more "reasonable". The mighty cultivators who were paying attention to that place began to wonder how the Western Sect would deal with Yang Jian.
Shut him out? It would inevitably cause the Western Sect to be afraid of Yang Jian.
However, if he allowed Yang Jian to walk up slowly and go to the place where the Saint of the Western Sect was guarding, it would greatly embarrass the Western Sect.
However, Yang Jian's own strength was there. Back then, Zhun Ti could not stop him from entering the Lingxiao Treasure Hall. Today, Zhun Ti probably could not attack Yang Jian's incarnation.
"Martial Nephew … Perfected Lord." Pu Xian caught up from behind. "Please wait."
However, Yang Jian ignored him and continued to stride forward.
Pu Xian frowned slightly and appeared in front of Yang Jian in a flash. A faint pressure pressed down on Yang Jian.
Yang Jian did not stop at all. He looked up at Pu Xian and continued to walk slowly.
"Perfected Lord, don't do it again!" There was a hint of confusion in Pu Xian's eyes. "The world can't afford to fight again. Why can't we take a step back for now?"
Yang Jian chuckled and said calmly, "Why didn't you say that when Zhun Ti went to the Jade Void Palace to ask for him?"
"You really …" Pu Xian sighed softly. There was a hint of disappointment in her eyes, but in the blink of an eye, she regained her solemn look. "Alright, if you want to discuss the Dao, I'll accompany you."
"Oh?" Yang Jian's eyelids did not move. He only said softly, "How can a person who betrays the sect say the Dao? Although the Dao is in the world and all living things, it requires a sincere heart to walk towards the Dao. Only then can one understand the profoundness and know what the Dao is. Senior, where is your sincerity? "
Pu Xian frowned slightly, but Yang Jian had already started to walk.
"Forget it, I'll let you be."
Pu Xian sighed again. Her original intention was to stop Yang Jian from having a conflict with the Western Sect. Her original intention was not bad.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian did not appreciate it.
She didn't say anything about the fact that she had betrayed the sect earlier. Before Yang Jian's figure collided with her, she used her escape technique and disappeared, leaving only a cloud of smoke behind.
Continuing to go up the mountain, Yang Jian admired the mountains around Spirited Mountain. Although Aparagodānīya State was poorer than the other four continents, it gave this place a magnificent view that the other four continents did not have.
"Perfected Immortal, please stop."
Another shout was heard. A skinny old man with a wrinkled face and bright eyes sat cross-legged in the air, blocking in front of Yang Jian.
"I can discuss the Dao with Perfected Immortal. Why disturb the Second Cult Master?"
"Is that so?" Yang Jian smiled and said, "If that's the case, you can debate with me directly. Why do you have to talk so much nonsense?"
The old man immediately fell silent. The matter of discussing the Dao was actually quite popular among the disciples of the Western Sect. Exchanging teachings, cultivation techniques, and the principles of the Great Dao was the atmosphere that the two Saints advocated.
Therefore, the bald old man, who was wearing a kasaya and was known as an elder in the Western Sect, was filled with confidence. He expected that Yang Jian had not cultivated for a long time and would not be able to ask any sharp questions.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian did not play by the rules. Seeing that the old man was silent, he walked forward.
"Perfected Immortal, you have yet to discuss the Dao with me. How can I move forward?"
"I thought that you had admitted defeat by not speaking for a long time." Yang Jian smiled awkwardly and said, "You asked me how to move forward. I'll answer you … with my legs. How about that?"
The old man chuckled and said, "Perfected Immortal, you only know how to twist words and force logic."
"Oh? In that case, let me ask this senior, how should I explain the word 'move forward'? "Yang Jian said calmly.
The old man said, "The world is vast. Living beings struggle with the world for a lifetime. They live and die on their own. They move forward."
Yang Jian said, "However, I'll say that I'm walking with my legs. The road is retreating, and I'm moving forward. Don't talk about life and death and the world. If you can't know the details and can't see the scenery that living beings see when they struggle in the world, how can you talk about life and death? "
The old man widened his eyes and pondered. He nodded and said, "Then let me ask you, Perfected Immortal, since we're talking about life and death, do you know what Paradise is? Mortals struggle to enter Paradise. Cultivators struggle to live forever. What's the difference between the two? "
"There are six paths of reincarnation in the Netherworld. The Paradise you mentioned is just in the Heavenly Dao," Yang Jian said calmly. "The Six Paths of Reincarnation are the principles of the Heavenly Dao. Although I'm from the Dao Sect and the Dao Sect ruled the Three Realms when it was strong, I would not force the Paradise into the teachings. I want to numb the disciples and let them suffer in this life. I want to place my hopes on the illusory path to the next life. What kind of paradise is that? It's just empty words that the Western Sect made up shamelessly. "
The old man's hand trembled. Just as he was about to scold, Yang Jian's lazy voice sounded.
"You shameless person who stole the true meaning of the Six Paths of Reincarnation as your own teachings. How dare you block my way today?"
"Don't be arrogant!"
"Perfected Immortal, please come forward."
Just as the old man was about to curse, a clear voice sounded from behind. The old man could only suppress his anger and turn around to retreat.
A fair and clean "bald head" stood on the mountain path in front of him. He was dressed in a white robe and a gold-plated kasaya. His gaze was gentle.
Just as the young man was about to press his palms together and bow to Yang Jian, he saw a figure descend from the sky and stand in front of the young man, facing Yang Jian.
It was a middle-aged Daoist. He looked at Yang Jian with a burning gaze and said, "I'm a disciple of the Saint."
"I don't care who you are." Yang Jian casually broke a branch and waved it gently in his hand. He walked in front of the person.
"Alright." The middle-aged Daoist nodded with a smile and looked at Yang Jian proudly. "You came to discuss the Dao, but you're full of sophistry. I have a question for you. If you can't answer it, there's no need for you to continue on this path."
Yang Jian smiled and stood five steps away from that person.
The person took out a leaf, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously. Clearly, he had used that question to stump many cultivators.
He shook the ordinary leaf gently and asked, "Is this thing alive or dead?"
Yang Jian was stunned at first, as if he suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. "That's it?"
"Just answer!" The person replied angrily.
A green leaf could be said to be alive, but it could not live on its own. It could be said to be dead, but it still retained a trace of vitality.
He could not easily talk about life and death because no matter what, the other party would have a reason to deal with it.
Yang Jian waved the branch in his hand and said calmly, "If you cut off your finger, will your finger live or die?"
The person was stunned. He looked at the leaf in his hand and scolded with a cold expression, "I asked you to answer. I didn't ask you to make such an analogy."
"Answer? There's no need to answer. This question doesn't exist, "Yang Jian said calmly." If you want to ask a question, please bring some valid questions. Only then can I give you a realistic answer. "
"You!"
"Let me ask you." Yang Jian shook the branch in his hand. "Is this life or death?"
The middle-aged Daoist frowned and shook his head. "Aren't you being too ridiculous? You just said that my question and answer does not exist, but you're asking me the same question."
"It's alive and dead."
Yang Jian broke the branch from the middle and wrapped it with two streams of Xuanqi. One of them was inserted into the soil by the side of the road. Under the nourishment of Xuanqi, the branch sprouted and grew leaves.
The other branch was quickly sucked dry of its water and turned into rotten wood. It turned into ashes.
Yang Jian chuckled. "Can you move aside? I'm here to discuss the Dao, not to joke with you. "
"Alright, alright!" The middle-aged Daoist snorted coldly and turned to fly away. It could be seen that he was furious.
He had to endure it even if he was angry. He could not argue with him.
The fair-skinned "monk" in front of him pressed his palms together and bowed to Yang Jian. He finally spoke and smiled. "I'm a disciple of the Saint, Golden Cicada. I would like to learn from you, Perfected Lord."
Huh?
Yang Jian's eyes lit up. He sized up the previous body of his "Brother Yu".
Among the bitter faces of the Western Sect, he could indeed be considered handsome and talented.
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