I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

Except for the matter of wisdom, Yuding is actually very self-aware.

He knew that he was not outstanding among the second-generation disciples, and he also knew that he could be among the twelve golden immortals of Kunlun just because he was raised by Yuanshi Tianzun and was relatively favored.

Because of this, he rarely comes to Yuxu Palace to show off. Under normal circumstances, he will not put on any airs with his disciples. For the past three thousand years, he has been wandering around the world, eating, drinking and having fun, without making trouble for anyone, let alone occupying the holy palace. Teaching resources.

It’s already like this, isn’t it okay?

He has the esteemed title of Kunlun Golden Immortal, so why is it so unpleasant?

"Senior Brother Yuding, I suggest you not to attend this conference of disciples of the three religions."

Master Puxian said: "Everyone knows that the saint values ​​​​face most, and only if you stay here can they find a way to achieve what they want without hurting the saint's face.

If you weren't here, the chances of them succeeding would be minimized. If the probing move is rejected by the master, one will not dare to mention it again. "

He was very reserved when he said this because he was worried about Yu Ding's face.

To put it bluntly, the jade tripod is equivalent to an arrow target. If he stays on the mountain, those who want to shoot arrows will naturally find ways to shoot arrows.

But if he wasn't here, the risk of shooting in the void would be enough to scare a group of people away.

Yuding understood this meaning and his body trembled slightly.

Avoidance does work.

But even after he came, he was scared away by this incident, which was enough to be ridiculed in the eyes of others.

At this moment, a hand suddenly placed on his trembling shoulder.

Yuding, who had a solemn face, looked back and saw his apprentice looking at him seriously.

"Master, I want to make some noise."

Yuding was slightly startled and asked subconsciously: "What's the noise?"

Qin Yao lowered his head and smiled: "During the saint's sermon, the flowers on the ground formed and the three flowers reflected them."

Yuding was stunned.

Manjusri and Samantabhadra looked at the young man in surprise.

What is he talking about?

Condensed into ground flowers, reflected by three flowers?

Later, they discovered that the disciple Yuding's level of strength seemed a bit unusual...

"Aren't you worried..." Yuding hesitated.

"That's just the case, it's okay." Qin Yao said.

"It's better not to be in the limelight, right?" A trace of hesitation appeared on Yu Ding's face.

"If you are too low-key, there will always be people who want to step on you." Qin Yao said quietly: "Isn't their slogan that only the capable will live? There is a disciple at the peak of the Celestial Realm, who can say that you are not a capable one? "

Seeing that Yuding was still refusing, Qin Yao continued: "You are the face of our lineage, Master."

"Facade~" Yuding took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, looked directly at Qin Yao and said: "Can you determine the breakthrough time?"

"After listening to the sermons of the Three Saints, I am 90% sure." Qin Yao said relatively conservatively.

It's just that the flowers on the ground are condensed and reflected by the three flowers. It's not that it's done in one step. The three flowers gather at the top to form the Daluo Celestial Immortal. He is actually 100% sure.

It's just that I didn't say enough, so I only said 90%.

But even so, it was enough to shock everyone else in the courtyard.

The main thing is that the nephew in front of me is a bit too young...

Yuding stared closely at Qin Yao's face and suddenly laughed: "Apprentice, I'm waiting for you to make me proud."

He has never been in any large event, this is his first time, and perhaps, will be his last.

…

"Senior Brother Yuding's disciple is very interesting."

After saying goodbye and leaving, the two real men walked in front of the two disciples, and Manjusri suddenly said.

Puxian nodded slightly: "I'm afraid his background is unusual."

"But he is a filial person." Manjusri smiled.

Pu Xian smiled: "Yes! No matter how filial a disciple is, he can't be any worse."

Having said this, he suddenly turned to look at Shuang Zha behind him and joked: "The role model has appeared. Manjusri and I are also looking forward to the day when we can be proud of you."

Shuang Zha suddenly felt a lot of pressure.

They have not yet attained enlightenment, so are their expectations too high?

Because he was holding back a blockbuster, the small courtyard of Yuding suddenly became quiet.

Neither Yuding nor Qin Yao took another step out of the courtyard until late at night on September 8th.

Until September 9th, when it was just dawn, Yuding took Qin Yao and Nezha out of the door, gathered in the flow of people coming from all directions, and slowly walked towards the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

But when they came to the main gate of the main palace, there were not many people around them. Nezha looked back and saw that from the threshold of Yuxu Palace down to the end of the line of sight, there were densely packed people sitting cross-legged on both sides of the middle aisle. Xuan Xiu.

Continuing to look forward, he saw that the climbing stone steps were full of people, and even the foot of the mountain was densely packed with people. Countless heads looked at him, which made his eyes dizzy.

"What are you looking at? Come in quickly." Suddenly, Yuding patted his back with a fan and said softly.

"Okay." Nezha responded quickly.

After entering, Qin Yao glanced around and saw that the entire hall was distributed in three sections. From the outside to the inside, the ground was higher than the other.

There are four rows of yellow futons in the outermost area, nine in each row, for a total of thirty-six seats.

There are four rows of golden futons in the middle area, six in each row, with a total of twenty-four seats. Their grade is obviously one level higher than the yellow futons.

As for the innermost area, there were only three jade platforms, each of which was emitting a bright divine light, which showed its extraordinaryness.

"You and Yiyi should find a place to sit, preferably a little forward."

Yu Ding Zhenren turned his head and told Qin Yao, then he crossed the third area and came to the second area, found a place to sit down.

Qin Yao immediately brought Nezha to the first row of the third area, occupied two relatively central positions, and sat down.

Not long after, more and more disciples of the three religions in Yuxu Palace, and the first row was soon filled with people.

Some of the third-generation disciples who came late were unwilling to be inferior to others, so they began to search quickly, looking for faces they didn't recognize in the first row.

Soon, several groups of people set their sights on Qin Yao and Nezha. A short, pale-faced man with shifty eyes took the lead and came behind the two brothers first, raising his hand and putting it on Qin Yao's shoulder.

The two brothers looked back at the same time, and Qin Yao said indifferently: "Is there anything?"

"Brother, I am Tuxingsun, the eldest disciple of the great immortal Juliusun. You are sitting in my seat." The dwarf said with a smile, slowly retracting his palm, looking very kind and polite.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and said: "I haven't heard that the futon here has a fixed position!"

"I sat here last time." Tuxingsun said.

Qin Yao laughed: "You sat here last time, so this seat belongs to you?"

"Brother, don't be so aggressive. Which uncle or uncle brought you in?" Tuxingsun asked tentatively.

Although he was fast, he was not stupid.

If the other party was very powerful, such as the new disciple brought by Master Xuandu, then he would definitely give him face...

At the same time, some other people who coveted this position also pricked up their ears, and even looked directly at them.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I am the eldest disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren - Qin Yao."

"Jade Ding Zhenren?"

Tu Xingsun raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled and said, "So we are close brothers, but brother, please sit back for a while, Jade Ding Zhenren can't support you to grab a seat, right?"

"You are so annoying." Nezha got angry and shouted loudly.

Tu Xingsun's face darkened, but he still suppressed his anger and asked, "Who brought you in?"

At this time, the second-generation disciples of the three religions who were chatting and laughing in front also discovered the dispute here, but no one came out to ask.

After all, no one can afford to be bullied by the big.

"Brother, why do I look at this girl a little familiar!" In the corner, the third prince of Jinwu, who was an auditor, turned his head and said to the eldest prince.

The eldest prince also looked familiar with the girl, but he couldn't remember where he had seen her before, so he said: "Today, there are too many people coming to Kunlun Mountain. Maybe he had seen her before."

The third prince thought about it and felt that this made sense, so he stopped worrying about it...

"I am Qin Yiyi, a disciple of Master Cihang!" Nezha said with his head held high.

Tuxingsun: "..."

He didn't care about Master Yuding, but he didn't dare not care about Taoist Cihang.

After all, there was only one female Taoist among the Twelve Golden Immortals, and the other party didn't rely on the favor of the master to rise to the position, which was very telling.

After a long silence, he exhaled softly: "Well, for the sake of Master Cihang, I will give up this seat, give it up!"

After saying that, he turned around and found that the second and third rows were all occupied, so he had to sit in the fourth row.

Seeing that he had retreated, the other disciples of the three religions who were originally eager to try settled down and hurriedly sat down while there were still seats around.

In a blink of an eye, the outermost thirty-six cushions were filled with people, but at this moment, a female fairy wearing a golden crown and a red dress, like a proud peacock, stepped into the hall and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Sister Huo Ling."

In the second row, a man wearing a blue robe and carrying a white sword stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

Huo Ling nodded at the other party, looked at the third area full of seats, and sighed: "It seems that I am late..."

The man in blue licked his lips, glanced at the first row, and finally walked quickly to Qin Yao and bowed: "Hello, Taoist friend, I am Chen Jiugong, a disciple of Zhao Gongming of Luofu Cave in Emei Mountain."

Qin Yao: "..."

Damn, what kind of fate is this?

Chen Jiugong is also a famous person in the Fengshen series, and he is a fellow apprentice of Yao Shaosi.

The two brothers followed Zhao Gongming down the mountain to help Shang destroy Zhou, but they were killed by Yang Jian and Nezha...

"Daoyou?" Seeing that Qin was staring at him, Chen Jiugong called softly.

Qin Yao suddenly came back to his senses and coughed dryly: "What?"

Chen Jiugong bowed deeply and said humbly: "How about asking Daoyou to give up a seat for my sister? I am grateful."

There is nothing wrong with this attitude, but there is something wrong with this matter itself!

"There are nine people in the first row, why did you choose me to give up a seat?" Qin Yao asked knowingly.

Chen Jiugong: "..."

He really didn't want to say it too harshly.

Why?

Why else?

Because your master is a waste!

He has practiced for thousands of years and is not even a celestial being. This is unique among the second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect... no, the three religions.

"Hey, my elder brother is asking you, why did you choose him to give up his seat?" Nezha pinched his waist and asked with his eyes wide open.

In the corner, the big golden crow slowly narrowed his eyes.

This expression, this action, so familiar!

Chen Jiugong let out a long breath, trying to maintain a smile and said: "It's just a seat..."

"It's just a seat, you should give it up!" Nezha interrupted directly.

Chen Jiugong said: "If I were sitting in his seat, I would definitely give it up."

Nezha: "Pah."

Chen Jiugong: "..."

The immortals: "..."

Among the second-generation disciples, Taiyi Zhenren's heart trembled, closed his eyes silently, and muttered in his heart: "This is Cihang's disciple, this is Cihang's disciple, it has nothing to do with me."

"You kid... disgraceful!" After a moment, Chen Jiugong shouted angrily.

"Shameless." Nezha stood straight in front of the cushion like a sharp sword.

The sword energy was crisscrossed, and Chen Jiugong was cut all over in an instant, but now he couldn't and didn't dare to turn his face.

This is a meeting of disciples of the three religions. Without mentioning the Three Pure Ones, there are still a group of second-generation bosses in the hall. How can he be so presumptuous here?

"Fire Spirit, come to my side." At this time, a middle-aged Taoist in a purple robe called out in the middle area.

"Yes, Master."

Fire Spirit Mother nodded to Chen Jiugong, then looked deeply at Qin Yao and Nezha, and crossed from the third area to the second area.

She was the only one among the three religions who crossed the area, but in the second area, no second-generation disciples raised any objections.

Looking at this scene, Qin Yao's face suddenly showed a complex emotion.

Standpoint is really mysterious.

It hits the so-called good and evil head-on and becomes a measure of good and bad.

To borrow a sentence from Zhao Ruilong: Where do so many corrupt elements come from? To put it bluntly, isn't it just your internal struggle?

Substitute into reality, where are there so many vicious bad guys? To put it bluntly, isn't it just the internal struggle of Chanjie?

He stood on the position of Jiejiao and looked at the people of the entire Chanjiao. Not all of them were bad, but at least most of them were bad.

But when he stood on the position of Chanjiao, he looked at Jiejiao in the same way.

He even felt that the words that Yuanshi Tianzun scolded the disciples of Jiejiao were not unreasonable...

Having said that, it is certain that he and Chen Jiugong have a grudge, but he does not know how the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit will look at him.

If she had a small mind, she would have held a grudge at this moment.

And from the original work of Fengshen, this woman is really not very narrow-minded. She can be said to be one of the key figures in the all-out war between Chanjiao and Jiejiao!

"Brother, the atmosphere of these three religions is so bad."

After sitting down again, Nezha sent a voice message to Qin Yao: "The sermon has not even started yet, and they are almost going to fight."

"Don't worry, there will be no fight. Those second-generation disciples in front are not decorations." Qin Yao responded secretly: "However, there should be a lot of intrigues between them. Well, it really fits the saying that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes!"