diskusbooks Chapter 256 Yuanshi Tianzun Sends a Telegram to Taiyi Zhenren
Chapter 256 Yuanshi Tianzun Sends a Telegram to Taiyi Zhenren
Huang Tianhua's body lay on one side of the pagoda.
The Pure Void Moral Master used magic to force his soul to stay in his body. Just as it stabilized, a strangely shaped person flew to his body.
Mosquito Taoist was genuinely astonished for a moment as he looked at this person; Mosquito had gained new knowledge once again.
She pointed at that person and called out to the person next to her who was watching Nezha walk around:
"Yang Jiao, look, that person down there has hands growing out of their eyes."
"Yang Ren."
Yang Jiao didn't need to go to see him; he only needed to hear the description from Mosquito Daoist to know that this person was Yang Ren, another disciple of Qingxu Daode Zhenren.
He was originally a high-ranking official in the Shang Dynasty. He advised King Zhou of Shang against building the Deer Terrace in the court, but was killed after having his eyes gouged out and his body left to rot in the wilderness.
The resentment surged forth, reaching the Ziyang Palace on Qingfeng Mountain, alarming the fourth of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Qingxu Daode Zhenren, who was fortunately rescued from the clouds.
The Moral Master inserted two golden pills into his empty eye sockets, and hands grew from his eye sockets, and eyes grew from his palms.
After a moment's thought, Yang Jiao looked at the powerful figure who could snatch people under the Soul-Guiding Banner and realized that it was actually his sworn brother, Master Yu Ding.
A cry to the heavens:
"Master Yu Ding, you really should work harder."
Yang Jiao began to worry that in the future, when the Ten Deadly Formations and the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation were used, he, a neutral celestial being from the Heavenly Court, would have to wear the Jade Cauldron Immortal mask to break the formations.
Oh my god.
She began to understand the pain of Maitreya and Ksitigarbha.
Empathy:
"Was this the kind of life they lived before?"
Yang Ren carried Huang Tianhua's body on his back and left the place.
Presumably, they need to be brought back to Ziyang Palace to be saved.
Yang Jiao:
Card draw token -1.
At this moment, in Zhou's camp, Huang Feihu was heartbroken, having lost his beloved son.
Huang Tianhua was lost in his childhood. The father and son reunited only a few months later, but the white-haired man lost his black-haired son. He lay on the city wall, and the dignified King Wu Cheng cried his heart out.
A cry of blood:
"My son Tianhua died a terrible death. I will risk my life to avenge you!"
Then, as she wiped away her tears, she saw Yang Ren bring Huang Tianhua's corpse to the Pure Void Moral Master.
Huang Feihu had met his son's master before, and his worry immediately turned to joy. He knelt down in the direction of Qingxu Daode Zhenren and kowtowed three times.
Tianhua is saved!
He was overjoyed, and all his senses returned at that moment.
A hollow sound suddenly came from my stomach.
Huang Feihu recalled how the soldiers had called him down to eat, and he had angrily shouted, "My son is dead, what's the point of eating!"
Right now, I'm starving.
He calmly walked down the city wall and looked at the defending soldiers, saying:
"Bring me a bowl of rice."
The garrison soldier was taken aback, then bowed and reported:
"Reporting to King Wu Cheng, there is no more food."
The army is short of food, and they can't even get enough to eat at every meal. Where would there be any left over?
It just so happens that King Wu Cheng didn't eat today, so the rest of them each took a bite and that was it.
Huang Feihu swallowed hard and strode into the tent.
Upon seeing Jiang Ziya, he hurriedly stopped him and asked:
"Prime Minister, Prime Minister, please wait!" he said urgently. "Qinglong Pass is besieged, and now we've run out of military supplies. What are we going to do?"
Jiang Ziya was also very worried.
"To be honest, King Wu Cheng, the army's current rations are only enough for two days."
Huang Feihu was extremely annoyed.
If I had known, I would have eaten that bowl of bland white rice before crying.
As the saying goes, "An army marches on its stomach."
If people can't even get enough to eat, how can they fight on the battlefield?
Jiang Ziya racked his brains trying to figure out how to gather military rations.
First, the soldiers and officers below must not know, otherwise it will cause internal strife.
Secondly, it cannot be purchased from ordinary people, as this would cause panic among the populace.
The mountain of food supplies was too great. Even if Jiang Ziya could hold Qinglong Pass for three days without it being captured, he couldn't keep the army's morale in turmoil.
His hair turned white from worry.
……
Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguang Cave.
After Nezha was sent to the Zhou army by Taiyi Zhenren, Yuding Zhenren refused to leave.
He kept saying he was afraid his junior brother would be lonely and wanted to keep him company in his cultivation.
Only Taiyi Zhenren himself knows.
Senior brother was just afraid that Yang Jian would cause some trouble again and come looking for him at the Golden Cloud Cave on Jade Spring Mountain!
On this day,
Just as the two finished discussing Taoist techniques, a point of light suddenly appeared on Taiyi Zhenren's finger.
He was overjoyed and knelt down devoutly. After placing his magical power on the object, he bowed his head respectfully and called out:
"Master."
When Yu Ding Zhenren heard Taiyi Zhenren suddenly call out "Master," he was so startled that he almost dropped his palm-leaf fan.
His sharp eyes searched the entire Golden Light Cave but couldn't find the figure of Yuanshi Tianzun. He patted his chest and comforted himself:
"Junior brother is still too naughty. Don't use Master to scare me in the future."
Turning around, he saw that Taiyi Zhenren had actually knelt down to scare him, so he kicked him and said:
"You still want to fool your senior brother? You..."
"Taiyi, Jade Cauldron".
This ethereal and otherworldly feeling, this majestic yet compassionate tone—isn't it just like my master, the Primordial Celestial Venerable?!
Master Yu Ding knelt down instantly.
He was a hundred times more devout than Taiyi Zhenren, and he didn't even cry out in pain when his knees hit the stone steps!
Five-body cast.
The voice of the Primordial Celestial Venerable seemed to be right next to my ear, yet also seemed to be far away, intangible yet reaching the depths of my being.
"Yu Ding, I know you've taken on a disciple who has mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts, the secret technique of my Jade Void Sect..."
When Yu Ding Zhenren heard Yuanshi Tianzun mention Yang Jian, he panicked. He was always cautious in his actions, so he first apologized.
“Master, I was wrong! Master, I shouldn’t have taught him the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts.”
"Master, please listen to your explanation—no, I mean, your explanation. I know that you dislike chaos in the Three Realms the most, and you often teach us, the disciples of Jade Void Sect, to learn to cultivate ourselves and each pursue our own path. We must not abuse our power to bully others or engage in unorthodox practices. I have always kept your teachings in mind. As for accepting Yang Jian as my disciple, it was truly a moment of impulsiveness on my part..."
He kowtowed as he spoke.
He kept kowtowing without stopping for a moment.
In short, we cannot let the blame fall on our own heads.
Yuanshi Tianzun paused for a second, then said:
"Taiyi, tell Yuding to shut up."
Taiyi Zhenren obeyed his master's orders and used his large hand to tightly cover Yuding Zhenren's mouth, making it difficult for him to utter a single word.
"Ugh, ugh."
The world is finally at peace.
Yuanshi Tianzun then continued speaking about what had been interrupted him: that no one in the Chan Sect had ever mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to perfection. He had originally intended to meet his grand-disciple Yang Jian, but had given up because Yu Ding Zhenren had spoiled his mood.
“Yang Jian was able to master the sect’s martial arts to perfection, showing more comprehension than all of you fellow disciples. In this respect, he is similar to Yu Ding.”
"Hmm~"
Master Yu Ding's eyes lit up.
Master didn't come to blame me!
Speaking of which, isn't Yang Jian just as quick-witted as I am? We're both equally intelligent, and he mastered the Eight or Nine Arcane Arts in just one or two tries.
Yuanshi Tianzun continued:
"He has a good balance between tension and relaxation; you, his master, don't have that kind of composure."
"Well?"
Master Yu Ding's eyes dimmed again.
So you're here to criticize yourself?
"Although Yang Jian was not the first among the junior disciples to join the Jade Void Sect, he was the number one among his peers."
"Well!"
"Taiyi's disciple Nezha has already gone to the Zhou Dynasty. Right now, Xiqi is facing a food shortage. You should send Yang Jian to help Ziya."
"Well……"
Taiyi Zhenren hurriedly bowed, his grip on Yuding Zhenren's mouth remaining firm, and together they bowed, saying:
"Respectfully seeing off Master."
"Mmm mmm mmm."
After the light spots in their hands disappeared, a small box appeared in front of them, called a bamboo tube, with white rice grains floating on top.
Master Yuding then shoved Master Taiyi away forcefully, angrily saying:
"Master is gone, what are you still covering up!"
"I dare not disobey my master's orders."
"You just don't like me."
I've disliked you for a long time!
Taiyi Zhenren looked at his senior brother. What senior brother would hide in his junior brother's cave when he had something to do?
Jade Cauldron Immortal, realizing he was in the wrong, stopped dwelling on the matter and instead thought of:
"Why would my master send a message to you when he's looking for my disciple?"
Master Taiyi was almost laughing in exasperation at his senior brother; he couldn't even manage a smile.
With a look that says, "What do you think?"