freenovelworld Chapter 139 The Appearance of Master Taiyi! An Illusion
Chapter 139 The Appearance of Master Taiyi! An Illusion
Upon hearing these words from his junior brother, with whom he was not usually close, Master Yuding finally calmed down.
Then Yuanshi Tianzun returned...
Those outside the palace understood why Master Yuding knew so much yet knew nothing, and were moved by the camaraderie between Master Taiyi and Master Yuding.
Both Ksitigarbha and Maitreya, members of the Western religion, did not want to see Yu Ding Zhenren make a fool of himself at this time, and were deeply moved.
The two exchanged a glance. Ksitigarbha, noticing that Maitreya and he both had bald heads, softened his tone and said:
"Senior brother, I actually admire you very much too."
Maitreya laughed until his eyes disappeared, nodded, patted Ksitigarbha's leg, and said:
"No need for further words, your senior brother understands. Rest assured, as long as I, Maitreya, sit on the throne, the chair beside me will be yours!"
Yang Jiao's emotion came to an abrupt end.
Heart Road:
“Maitreya Buddha, I’m a little sorry, but in the future, when you’re getting rained on outside the temple, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who is a size bigger than your statue, will be standing at a higher position than you.”
But Maitreya was right about one thing: Ksitigarbha is indeed one of the second-in-commands in Buddhism.
But... you're not the leader...
The one whose emotions fluctuated the most was Yun Zhongzi, the junior brother who was not among the Twelve Golden Immortals.
He was deeply moved, and holding Jade Cauldron Master's hand, he said urgently and with heartache:
"Senior brother! I'll accompany you through the remedial studies from now on!"
The Chan School is flourishing!
Yang Jiao felt her eyes getting hot; the bond between these fellow disciples was just too wonderful!
Upon hearing this, the only person present who was not moved was Master Yuding.
He suddenly flung Yun Zhongzi's hand away and chuckled.
"Give me a break! It's all fake!"
"That scoundrel Taiyi was just trying to keep me at bay! He practiced with me for seven days! After only seven days, he got impatient and hid back in the Golden Light Cave!"
"Not only that, if there's trouble, it's Senior Brother Yu Ding; if there's no trouble, it's True Person Yu Ding!"
They used him as a laborer...
What a load of rubbish about camaraderie, it's all fake!
Master Yu Ding's expression was not good. He pulled everyone to face away from the illusionary scene, invited them to sit down, and said:
"Regarding the matter of the Dao, I have many thoughts that I would like to discuss with you all."
Yang Jiao was confused by this seemingly random conversation. We weren't talking about this just now, so why did the topic change so quickly?
Before she could finish thinking,
Suddenly, a deafening wail echoed from the memory scene behind.
Master Yu Ding's back stiffened, cold sweat poured down his back, and he shouted:
"The road ahead is long and arduous, please...please don't turn back, I'm begging you..."
"Please, Yun Zhongzi! What about our camaraderie? You just swore an oath to me! Turn your head away the fastest!"
Master Yu Ding failed to change the subject, and the other four turned to look at him.
In the scene,
Only Yuanshi Tianzun's two feet are shown, at most up to the knees, and then the image disappears, because...
Jade Cauldron Immortal was lying on the ground, clutching the feet of Primordial Heavenly Venerable, weeping bitterly, his wails echoing throughout the entire Kunlun Mountains:
"Master~"
"I have lost all my cultivation. Master, could you please grant me seventeen or eighteen bottles of my Supreme Master's pills to take?"
"Master~"
"If that doesn't work, go talk to Uncle Tongtian and borrow his Purple Lightning Hammer for your disciple to temper his body."
"Master~ Ah!"
Large tears streamed down Yu Ding Zhenren's face, landing on Yuanshi Tianzun's shoes and quickly soaking them. It was clear that Tianzun's foot had taken a step back, but Yu Ding Zhenren had suddenly crawled forward and hugged him!
His eyes were swollen like walnuts from crying, his hair was a mess, and when he opened his mouth to sob, a trace of saliva clung to his lips. He rested his head on the feet of the Primordial Celestial Venerable in even greater grief.
“Master! Why don’t you send me to Grandmaster Uncle’s alchemy furnace to be reborn? I’ll embarrass you if I go out like this with no cultivation.”
"The Twelve Golden Immortals? From now on, there will be eleven Golden Immortals plus one accessory. Your disciples will no longer be complete!"
"Master, save me, save me, save me..."
Outside, Maitreya, Ksitigarbha, Yang Jiao, and Yun Zhongzi stared, their mouths agape in shock, as they forgot to close them, watching Yu Ding Zhenren act like this in front of Yuanshi Tianzun...
They simultaneously and tacitly moved half a step away.
Master Yu Ding silently raised his palm-leaf fan to cover his face.
The screen freezes.
For a moment, all five of them fell into a deathly silence...
I never imagined that this was how Master Yuding remembered things.
Moreover, it was too long ago. Yun Zhongzi, who was not in the twelve-person formation, was only cultivating in the Kunlun Mountains at the time and had no idea that this matter existed!
When he entered the Jade Void Palace, the Twelve Golden Immortals were no longer there; they had each opened their own caves to cultivate.
The only person they met was Huanglong Zhenren, the only one among the Twelve Golden Immortals who was not human, but because the Jade Void Palace did not treat non-humans well, they did not have much interaction.
We missed such a huge piece of gossip just like that. No wonder Master personally ordered that disciples not be allowed to enter the Secret Arts Pavilion without a valid reason!
After calming down for a while, Yang Jiao slowly gave Yu Ding Zhenren a thumbs up:
"In this world, those who have any sense of shame will never amount to anything. Zhenren, Yang Jiao has high hopes for you. With your willingness to go all out, you're sure to make a name for yourself in the future!"
Having lost all face, Master Yuding had become shameless.
He paused for a moment, then sighed:
"The bond between fellow disciples was such that even my master told me to figure it out on my own, and we haven't seen each other for thousands of years."
Maitreya's smile suddenly brightened. He stepped forward, looked at this talented individual who could recite the secret techniques of the Primordial Heavenly Venerable, and bowed, inviting him:
"This inhumane Chan Sect is better off gone. Fellow Daoist, why not come to my Western Sect? You see, my relationship with Ksitigarbha has always been close."
Master Yu Ding waved his hand, fearing he might lose his hair, and even more afraid of ending up in this figurine fanatic's little house, and refused:
“My master treats me very well, but I have not made any progress over the years and dare not face him.”
During the conversation, the map of mountains and rivers strangely failed to produce any characters that would allow the player to pass the level.
Yang Jiao asked curiously:
Why isn't there any response?
Their hearts suddenly jumped, as they thought of Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Chan Sect, and the other two people that Yu Ding Zhenren had mentioned when he was crying with his hands on his feet.
My heart was pounding with fear!
The Three Pure Ones.
Go ahead and cry, you've mentioned all three Pure Ones, now look what's happened, everyone's going to die in the painting!
Just when Yang Jiao thought that the illusory image of the saint would not need to appear, and that a single release of pressure would cause everyone's physical bodies to perish, a deafening, hoarse voice rang out.
Very weird.
He was nowhere to be seen, but his deep, hoarse voice was like thunder.
Yang Jiao looked around suspiciously, and after a while, she finally saw a person sleeping soundly on a futon with one hand covering his navel...
There was no fear, only silence.
Master Yu Ding shrugs:
"You flatter me. I was a bit naive back then, having just lost my cultivation."
I admire this Spike Master even more! Pshaw!
Looking at the familiar whisk and slightly plump figure, Yang Jiao blurted out:
"Attack Master Taiyi?!"