Chapter 191 Four Religions Gathering in Kunlun
Two thousand years later, the Four Religions Conference began.
Auspicious clouds cover the sun, and auspicious colors cover the sky.
The once magnificent Immortal Palace stood on the top of Kunlun, with white cranes flying high and fairy mist floating in the air.
This fairy palace is called Yuxu Palace. It is one of the Three Pure Ones, the dojo of the Supreme Saint, Yuanshi Tianzun, and the base camp of Chanjiao.
In the square outside Yuxu Palace, all the saints from the heavens took their own places. There was Laozi who was as calm as water, the calm and serious Yuanshi Tianzun, the sharp-edged leader Tongtian, the holy and cold Nuwa Empress, and the leading Taoist and Zhunti who had everyone's style. Taoist.
Each of them is shrouded in endless divine light, and every ray of divine light flowing out is a long river.
In addition to the saints, other Taoist masters also came to Kunlun Mountain.
The Immortal Zhenyuan with fluttering beards, Ancestor Styx in a bloody robe, Ancestor Kunpeng with an expressionless face, the graceful Queen Mother, and the motionless Great God Lu Wu
Although these great powers were not included in the sect of Hongjun Ancestor, they were members of Xuanmen.
This is similar to Fang Yang. Fang Yang is not a disciple of Luohu or Jidu, he is also a member of the Demon Cult.
Yang Jiao's location is in the northwest corner of the square, in a very inconspicuous corner.
There is no way, there are too many disciples of Jiejiao, 36,000 disciples, and it is not his turn to stand in the front.
Taking advantage of the time between the saints and many Taoist masters to communicate, the juniors also began to walk around, talking and reminiscing with familiar Taoist friends.
"Junior Brother Yang, Chanjiao and Wa Palace are also here. Do you want to meet your second brother and third sister?"
Chen Jiugong bumped Yang Jiao with his shoulder and reminded him.
He also means well. In his opinion, Yang Jiao only knows how to practice cultivation. He has not seen his relatives for tens of thousands of years, and he has become nervous from practicing.
When he thought of Yang Jiao's natal rule, Chen Jiugong felt very sorry.
Yang Jiao's qualifications are very good, and the entire Jiejiao community knows this. In just tens of thousands of years, he has cultivated to the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.
But the law of destiny that Yang Jiao practiced made even Empress Sanxiao frown.
The law of information is neither an innate law nor a well-known acquired law. It is a law that no one has heard of at all.
As a disciple of a saint, there are so many laws in the world that we do not practice, but we must practice the law of information. Chen Jiugong really couldn't see the use of the Information Law.
Chen Jiugong tried to persuade Yang Jiao to change other laws, but he only got the sentence "Everything in the world is composed of data information."
What does Chen Jiugong say?
"Second brother, third sister?"
When Yang Jiao heard this, he felt helpless.
Every time he thinks of Yang Jian and Yang Chan, he thinks of the allusion of "The true king holds the inkstone, and the Virgin takes off her boots."
This brother and sister play a good hand at each other.
Yang Jian, what are you doing?
When the heavenly army arrived, he first deceived the Seven Fairies, delaying the Seven Fairies from reporting to the Yang family, and then ran out to give a bracelet to his fiancée, causing the family to lose the chance to escape and killing Yang Tianyou and Yang Jiao.
After that, he acted recklessly and cut down the mountain to save his mother, killing Yao Ji.
Three of the five members of the family were killed indirectly by Yang Jian.
Yang Chan took off Tiannu's boots for the sake of a scholar with no virtue, talent or ability. If this spreads out, Yang Jiao will be laughed to death.
"See you, I must see you!"
Yang Jiao nodded, then quietly retreated to the end of the team, heading towards the camp where Chanjiao was.
He didn't want to go to the Wa Palace. Yang Chan was just a maid, not a disciple. This is very inconvenient.
When he arrived at the camp of Chanjiao, he first bowed to the immortals of Chanjiao one by one, and then explained his purpose of coming.
Although Chanjiao has always wanted to get rid of this disobedient pawn, in the Yuxu Palace Square, Xuanmen colleagues gathered together, and the leader of Tongtian Cult was present, so they did not dare to make any small moves.
"Senior Nephew Yang Jiao is really talented, and he cultivated into Taiyi Golden Immortal so quickly. At first, Junior Nephew Yang Jian went to Mount Emei to look for his nephew, and together they cut the mountain to save his mother, but his nephew did not see him. Later, in order to save his mother, Junior Nephew Yang Jian, Reincarnation. Come to think of it, you haven’t seen each other for fifty thousand years, right?”
A Taoist wearing a dark golden Taoist robe and a mustache on his chin connoted Yang Jiao.
When he said this, he described Yang Jiao as an unfilial and unjust person.
Naturally, Yang Jiao did not take the bait, but saluted the Taoist and asked, "May I ask what I call this teacher?"
The Taoist showed a faint smile: "Pindao Randeng, my nephew calls me Uncle Pindao Randeng."
When Yang Jiao heard the name "Randeng", he couldn't help but stand in awe. He bowed deeply and said: "It turns out that this is Master Ran Deng's uncle, and the disciple is here to greet me! I am a third-generation disciple of Xuanmen, and my uncle is a first-generation disciple of Xuanmen. The rules of seniority must not be messed up. If a disciple calls his uncle as master, Uncle, isn’t he the same generation as the teacher and the masters and uncles who explain the teachings?”
When Taoist Ran Deng heard the title "Uncle Master", he felt very awkward. However, Yang Jiao had an expression of "I am very simple", and Taoist Ran Deng really couldn't find anything to say to refute.
"That's right! That's right! What Junior Nephew Yang Jiao said is very reasonable. Teacher Ran Deng, you and the teacher are of the same generation. How dare Senior Nephew Yang Jiao, a junior, dare to scream?"
Master Yuding, who was wearing a dark green Taoist robe, walked out from among the golden immortals, followed by Yang Jian behind him.
Back then, it was Taoist Ran Deng who forced Master Yuding to release Yang Jian from Yuquan Mountain. A good disciple saw his mother's death and reincarnation with his own eyes. Master Yuding felt extremely distressed.
When Jade Ding saw Yang Jiao using words to fight back against Burning Lamp Taoist, he immediately stood up to support him.
When Yang Jian saw Yang Jiao, he immediately showed joy on his face, but soon, his eyes dimmed again.
It is not so easy to let go of the knot in his heart. You know, he personally pitted two relatives to death!
Burning Lamp Taoist, who could not get any benefit from the words, turned his head and looked at Kinnara behind him, and had a plan in his mind.
"Disciple greets Uncle Yu Ding! Uncle's great kindness to my Yang family, Yang Jiao will never forget it!"
Yang Jiao saluted Jade Ding Zhenren again.
His seniority in Xuanmen is too young, and anyone he meets is his elder brother.
Jade Ding Zhenren nodded slightly: "Junior Brother Zhao Gongming has accepted a good disciple! If Jian'er is half as sensible as his nephew, it won't be."
Yang Jiao is very famous in Jiejiao. The meeting in Biyou Palace is widely circulated in Xuanmen.
The fact that he can say "Jiejiao is Jiejiao for people all over the world" is enough to prove Yang Jiao's character. Over the past tens of thousands of years, Yang Jiao's terrifying cultivation speed has made him a legend among the three generations of Xuanmen disciples.
"Master, you are too kind. My second brother was hit by the Age Acceleration Palm, which affected his character. Now his character and qualifications are not inferior to those of my disciples."
Yang Jiao remained humble.
"Okay, okay! You two brothers should have a good talk! You are his elder brother, and what you say may be more useful."
Yu Ding Zhenren sent Yang Jian to Yang Jiao and turned to leave.
