Compared to the Journey to the West and God-Conferment, both the tribulation itself and the person who faced the tribulation paled in comparison.
The main characters of the God-Conferment were actually the Three Pure Ones. On the surface, there was a dispute within the Dao Sect. Therefore, the Heavenly Dao sent a calamity to fill the vacancy in the entire Celestial Court. In fact, it was a huge scheme by the Three Pure Ones to weaken the Dao Sect's luck and then cut off the Dao Ancestor's luck. They also forced the Dao Ancestor, Daoist Qianhong, to appear.
Therefore, compared to the Great God-Conferment Tribulation that was filled with dangers everywhere, and the slightest carelessness might cause the Primordial World to completely lose the chance to turn the situation around, the impact of the Journey to the West Tribulation was nothing.
It was just a matter of the Buddhist sect's gains and losses. It was just a matter of three to five experts taking advantage of the situation.
What's more, during the Apotheosized World, the various forces were intertwined. When it came to the Journey to the West, every step that Sun Wukong took was arranged and calculated by Buddhism. There were pits and wells everywhere.
Let's not talk about Sun Wukong returning to Mount Huaguo and fighting with the Devil Incarnate who occupied the magpie's nest.
The Devil's Incarnation was just a small demon king. Perhaps it was also arranged by the Buddhist sects so that Sun Wukong could make a name for himself when he returned to the mountain and show off his abilities so that the nest of monkey spirits would once again worship him as the king.
Yang Jian did not intend to follow Goku closely. On the contrary, Yang Jian was not worried about Goku's future.
No matter if it was good or bad, the monkey had to walk step by step and climb slowly.
Yang Jian was already a big tree in the Primordial World. The monkey was just a seedling cultivated by Yang Jian.
It wasn't a bad thing for the monkey to stay further away from the big tree that was Yang Jian. It wouldn't be a bad thing for the monkey to be exposed to more wind and rain and experience more hardships.
Returning to the main topic, Yang Jian was concealed on this Immortal Vessel, and he followed the Immortal Vessel into the Center God Province before heading directly towards a renowned mountain in the Center God Province.
Although most of the sects in the Center Continent were controlled by the Skyward Pavilion, there were still a few large sects that were still standing. These sects were either supported by the disciples of the Saints or had close relationships with the Saints' dojos like the Spirited Mountain and the Golden Turtle Island.
Not everyone dared to provoke the Skyward Pavilion, so these large sects stayed and kept a low profile as much as possible.
Many years had passed since the Celestial Court's purge of the Center God Province. Not only did the Center God Province not wither, it was even livelier than before.
Along the way, they saw very few people fighting in the sky. Traveling companions covered the mountains and plains.
With the Celestial Court maintaining order and setting rules, and the Skyward Pavilion maintaining mediation, the various immortal sects of the Middle Continent could only compete in secret. Conflicts between sects were rare.
The sect that the Immortal boat was heading to was called the Kunyu Pavilion.
The name 'Kunyu Pavilion' was changed after the turmoil in the Middle Continent. The meaning of 'Kunyu' was obvious — this was the immortal sect established by the Kunlun Mountain's Jade Palace in the Middle Continent.
In fact, the Kunyu Pavilion was just trying to make themselves look good. It was not a disciple of a Sage who had established a sect here. Instead, there were a few sect leaders and elders who were familiar with Perfected Taiyi and Perfected Yellow Dragon.
Back then, the Celestial Court had liquidated the Middle Continent. Taiyi and Yellow Dragon had also stepped forward to protect these sects.
After that, these sects merged on their own and became a large immortal sect that could be ranked in the Middle Continent. The immortals of the Jade Void Palace often came and gradually became a force under the Jade Void Palace.
If Yang Jian wanted to settle down his disciples, this was the best place to do so.
Half a year ago, Yang Jian had sent a communication jade token to Perfected Taiyi. Half a year later, as soon as the Immortal boat from the South Continent entered the 5,000 kilometers around the Kunyu Pavilion, dozens of streams of light shot over from the Kunyu Pavilion's mountain-protecting array formation.
This place was located in the middle of the Middle Continent, where the earth meridians converged. There were tens of thousands of mountains and countless immortal sects.
The Kunyu Pavilion occupied seven or eight mountain peaks in this sea of mountains and mountains. Large halls were built on the mountain peaks, and several of the mountain peaks were built with pavilions and grasses. This made this place, which was filled with Immortal Qi, feel a little more crowded than in the mortal world.
Countless cultivators cultivated in the Kunyu Pavilion. However, every ten years, the Celestial Court would recruit Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. There would always be hundreds of disciples from the Kunyu Pavilion who would be selected.
Yang Jian was observing the scenery behind the mountain-protecting array formation. The dozens of streams of light had already rushed to the front of the Immortal boat. A few old men in Daoist robes welcomed them respectfully.
"Did the Immortal boat come from Fangcun Mountain? Are you going to the Kunyu Pavilion?"
The Immortal boat stopped in the clouds. Huo Yun and Qing Shan walked out side by side and bowed to the figures in front of them.
Qing Shan said loudly, "May I ask who you are in the Kunyu Pavilion?"
The old Daoist priest in the lead replied, "I'm the Guardian Elder of the pavilion."
"Do you have any proof?"
"There is a jade talisman given by Perfected Taiyi of the Jade Void Palace. Please verify it, Fellow Daoist."
The old man handed over a jade talisman. Qing Shan and Huo Yun looked at each other and nodded.
"I'm Qing Shan (Huo Yun), a disciple of the Jade Void Palace. Thank you for your hospitality."
When they heard the two Perfected Immortals call themselves disciples of the Jade Void Palace, the group of Daira and Golden Immortals looked envious. The few elders looked even more respectful.
This was the power of the Jade Void Palace.
Dozens of figures came forward and guarded the Immortal boat as it slowly moved towards the Kunyu Pavilion.
Yang Jian stood at the bow of the boat, feeling a little bored. No one knew he was there. Huo Yun and Qing Shan even took a few small bags from the elders in front of him …
These two fellows!
Yang Jian was not very angry. This was a common thing. There was no harm in befriending a few more Hollow Jade Temple disciples for these Immortal Sect elders.
After entering the mountain, the Immortal boat was escorted to the main peak. The Kunyu Pavilion had prepared a big scene. The Peak Leaders and elders of the various peaks gathered in the main hall of the Kunyu Pavilion's main peak with their personal disciples, as long as they were not in seclusion.
In the jade talisman given to them by Perfected Taiyi, he asked them to 'arrange for some young cultivators to cultivate'. How could the Kunyu Pavilion dare to slack off?
The Immortal boat stopped. Many young cultivators who were cultivating in the Crescent and Three Stars Cave came out on clouds and followed Huo Yun and Qing Shan into the main hall.
An immortal banquet had been set up in the hall. There were not too many and not too few, just enough for the young cultivators to sit in.
Around the seats, the Peak Leaders and Elders were looking around, trying to see if there were any good cultivators to take in as disciples. After all, they had to take in a few disciples from each peak, so they had to pick some disciples with good aptitude.
But soon, these old Taoists were disappointed.
Although these young cultivators had good aptitudes and were qualified to become immortals after cultivating for decades, they were not geniuses. They were only at the level of ordinary disciples of the Kunyu Pavilion.
Any one of the personal disciples present could crush these small cultivators with their aptitude.
The Pavilion Leader of the Kunyu Pavilion was a white-haired immortal. His cultivation was not weak and he had probably just entered the Quasi-Sage Realm.
The old immortal said, "The Kunyu Pavilion will obey Perfected Taiyi's orders. However, my junior brothers and sisters and I have some doubts. We don't know how this started …"
"This …" Huo Yun and Qing Shan looked troubled. They looked at each other and shook their heads.
Huo Yun said, "We don't dare to say this. We're afraid that we'll ruin the plans of the elders in the sect."
"There are some things that we can say," Qing Shan said. "Although my junior brothers and sisters are not very talented, they have listened to the teachings of the elders in the sect for 49 years. They will definitely become extraordinary immortals in the future. Please take care of them."
"The Kunyu Pavilion will not mistreat them," the Pavilion Leader of the Kunyu Pavilion replied with a smile. He did not ask any more questions and called for the Peak Masters to accept disciples.
This matter had been discussed beforehand. Even if there were people in the Kunyu Pavilion who were dissatisfied with this matter, they did not dare to cause trouble.
At that moment, one Peak took in five disciples and the other Peak took in seven disciples. The group of young cultivators was' divided '.
Yang Jian secretly observed the expressions of the old Taoists. He noticed that most of them were reluctant to accept disciples. He sighed in his heart and dispersed the Smokescreen.
A soft sigh came from the entrance of the hall. It was followed by an indescribable Daoist rhyme that shook the hearts of cultivators above the Daira realm.
In an instant, dozens of divine senses locked onto Yang Jian. Yang Jian was cupping his fists in front of him.
"Thank you for your hospitality, fellow Daoists."
An elder cried out involuntarily, "Erlang Zhenjun!"
The hall immediately fell into a dead silence. Everyone quickly looked at Yang Jian, and all of them were a little confused.
His appearance could be disguised, but the Daoist rhyme could not be wrong. It was the unique Daoist rhyme that Yang Jian had obtained after combining the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and the Invincible Golden Body Technique.
His appearance was too sudden. Qing Shan and Fire Cloud were caught off guard. The two of them recalled that they had received some benefits on the ship, and their faces turned pale …
"I didn't know that the Perfected Lord had descended to the mortal world. Sorry for not welcoming you!"
The Pavilion Leader of the Kunyu Pavilion hurriedly walked forward and bowed to Yang Jian. A few older figures appeared in the depths of the hall and also bowed to Yang Jian. They were the essence soul imprints left behind by the ancestors of the Kunyu Pavilion.
In the next moment, hundreds of cultivators in the hall bowed to Yang Jian. Yang Jian returned the greeting and secretly instructed Fire Cloud and Qing Shan.
"Can I go in?" Yang Jian asked the doctor.
"Perfected Lord, please come in and bring the Ancestral Master's throne!"
"Pavilion Leader, you don't have to do this. I was just passing by and came to take a look," Yang Jian said with a chuckle. However, his eyes swept across the young cultivators who were standing in front of the short table in the hall.
There were very few stupid cultivators. The Peak Leaders, elders, and personal disciples in the hall immediately understood something.
These young cultivators should be closely related to Yang Jian!
Based on what Fire Cloud had said just now, the identity of the "elder" in the sect was obvious.
All of a sudden, the gazes of the Peak Leaders and elders became scorching when they looked at these young cultivators.
Yang Jian saw all these details and was a little speechless in his heart …
"Perfected Lord, please take a seat …"
"There's no need. I still have something to do. I'll take my leave now." Yang Jian declined politely and took out a small pouch from his sleeve. There were many immortal medicines and spirit pills in it, as well as some good immortal technique manuals for Foundation Establishment.
Yang Jian naturally would not take advantage of the Kunyu Pavilion for nothing. These things were more than enough to compensate for the cost of nurturing these young cultivators.
The Pavilion Leader of the Kunyu Pavilion did not dare to accept it, but he did not dare to reject it either. He reluctantly took the pouch. Yang Jian passed a trace of Xuanqi to the Pavilion Leader and healed a hidden injury in the old immortal's Mystic Meridians.
The Pavilion Leader's body trembled, and he looked at Yang Jian in disbelief.
Yang Jian cupped his hands and turned around to leave in a suave manner …
All of a sudden …
"Are … Are you really Little Brother Yang?"
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