Journey to the West: Three Thousand Entries, My Disciple Becomes a Saint and I Prove the Way

Yuquan Mountain, Jinxia Cave.

Jade Ding Zhenren confronted Yang Jian and Nezha.

The situation was slightly different from that of Taiyi Zhenren in Qianyuan Mountain and Jinguang Cave.

Jade Ding Zhenren was not directly suppressed.

"You dare not see me again, don't you know how to face me?"

Yang Jian's tone was calm, without any emotion.

"Alas, I did have a purpose in accepting you as my disciple."

"Whatever you want, I will bear it."

Jade Ding Zhenren sighed and said.

In order to avoid being on the Conferred God List and to prevent the outbreak of the mortal world's killing calamity.

The disciple was just treated as a chess piece.

He did not treat it sincerely.

Although, he, Jade Ding Zhenren, did not treat the chess piece he accepted to block the mortal world's killing calamity coldly like other brothers.

He treated it sincerely.

But other purposes cannot be changed.

"I understand."

"Thank you for being honest."

Yang Jian got the correct answer, and a chill swept through his body.

At that time, his family was hunted by heavenly soldiers and generals, but fortunately he met Jade Ding Zhenren.

Not only did he save his brother and sister, but he also taught him the Eight-Nine Mysterious Skills.

He cultivated a powerful cultivation and finally became Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun.

But it turned out that everything started out cruelly.

He was just a chess piece in the hands of others that was used and thrown away.

Does he have to learn to resist like the eldest brother?

If time could go back to that time, and he knew that he would be used as a chess piece.

He would definitely resist like the eldest brother Sun Wukong, fighting for his own destiny.

Now that time has become history, what can he do if he resists again.

Can he still reverse the long river of time?

What's the difference if it's changed.

Besides, Jade Ding Zhenren didn't really treat him as a chess piece like others.

Although the result has not changed, the process is different.

"Erlang, I'm sorry about this."

"If you are angry, come at me."

Yu Ding Zhenren said calmly without any anger.

"I have a grudge against you..."

"I thought I did something wrong that made you unwilling to see me."

"It turns out that I am just a chess piece in your hands that you discard after using it."

"Hahaha!!!"

Yang Jian laughed sadly.

Nezha stood aside calmly without saying a word.

He could feel the pain in his second brother's heart.

When has this feeling not happened before?

Of course, it was not aimed at Taiyi Zhenren, but at Li Jing, the Heavenly King of the Pagoda.

Taiyi Zhenren attacked him when he asked Taiyi Zhenren what his purpose was in accepting him as a disciple.

Compared with Yu Ding Zhenren, it was simply dwarfed.

Taiyi Zhenren simply treated him as a chess piece.

Yu Ding Zhenren wanted to step forward to support Yang Jian, but he didn't know what identity to do it.

"Master, I understand."

At this moment, the Dao rhyme and mysterious aura surged around Yang Jian.

It turns out that the law of force is not just brute force.

The power of love, the power of hate, and the power of pain are all the law of force.

When he practiced the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art, it was because of his hatred for Haotian that he practiced so fast.

"Second brother has realized the truth."

Nezha was stunned, and quickly burst out the Daluo Jinxian cultivation to protect the law.

The divine consciousness spread out and covered the surroundings.

Yu Ding Zhenren stared in surprise.

"Is this to prove the truth of the quasi-saint?"

He was immediately shocked.

"No, Yang Jian does not have the innate spiritual treasure to behead corpses."

He hurriedly reminded Nezha.

"Yu Ding Zhenren, you are really different from Taiyi Zhenren."

"You don't have to worry, second brother's breakthrough is not a quasi-saint cultivation, there is no need to behead corpses."

Nezha is always alert.

Jade Ding Zhenren was extremely surprised when he heard this, but he didn't say anything.

He quietly watched Yang Jian realize the truth and practice.

The spiritual energy of the whole body condensed and surged.

The power of the essence of heaven and earth enveloped him, the rhyme of Tao flowed, and the law was manifested.

On the other hand, Yang Jian was immersed in the heart of Tao and the sea of ​​consciousness.

"So this is the real law of power."

If you hear the Tao in the morning, you can die in the evening.

Once you realize the Tao in the morning, you will become a Hunyuan Jinxian in an instant.

The laws are intertwined, and the breath is strong.

Jade Ding Zhenren was stunned.

"Quasi-saint cultivation!!!"

He was stunned.

Can you break through to the quasi-saint cultivation without beheading the corpse?

He expressed great doubt about this.

"Second brother, congratulations."

This time, he came out just to make a little progress.

Unexpectedly, he broke through to the Hunyuan Jinxian cultivation in one fell swoop.

He really envied Nezha.

"Nezha, do you have any insights this time?"

Yang Jian restrained his Hunyuan aura, as if he was one with the aura of the whole body, and asked softly.

"Second brother, don't worry about me for now."

"Maybe the time is not right yet."

He will repay his grudges on the same day.

He will repay his favors the next day.

He didn't have such thoughts buried.

Moreover, he practiced the method of fire.Then, he is walking on the great way of fire.

It is not something that can be understood by simply teaching Taiyi Zhenren a lesson.

"Can you achieve the path of Quasi-Sage without beheading the corpse?"

Yu Ding Zhenren was shocked and asked in disbelief.

"Didn't the saint tell you that there are two realms above Daluo Jinxian?"

"Beheading the corpse is Quasi-Sage, and not beheading the corpse is Hunyuan Jinxian."

Yang Jian did not explain too much, but just said the two same realms above Daluo Jinxian.

Of course, the same realm, but the difference is very large.

It seems that they are all Quasi-Sages in the eyes of others.

But in fact, there is a world of difference.

"What!!!"

"Laws to achieve the path, Hunyuan Jinxian."

Yu Ding Zhenren was shocked.

In addition to beheading corpses to achieve the path of Quasi-Sage, there is another way to go.

But why have I never heard the master mention it.

Moreover, even the Six Saints of Heaven and Earth also take the path of beheading corpses to achieve the path.

I have never heard of anyone who has proved the way of the law.

"Today, we part, and the relationship between you and me as master and disciple is completely over."

"See you someday, I hope we are not enemies."

Yang Jian ignored Yu Ding Zhenren's surprise and said lightly.

At this time, a terrifying force descended from the sky and attacked.

It was accompanied by an angry roar.

"Don't hurt my junior brother Yu Ding."

Yang Jian turned around, raised his mouth slightly, and instantly condensed the image of the ancestor witch.

He fought back towards the sky.

A loud bang suddenly resounded throughout the four fields of Yuquan Mountain.

Nezha immediately performed [100% of being caught with bare hands].

Taiyi Zhenren had to make a strange gesture of kneeling and raising his hands.

Yang Jian summoned the three-pointed two-edged sword, condensed and operated the power of Hunyuan Jinxian.

He hit Taiyi Zhenren.

With a bang.

Taiyi Zhenren flew backwards instantly.

His hands were still raised.

Jade Ding Zhenren was secretly shocked. What kind of magical power did Nezha use?

And Yang Jian could actually condense the body of the ancestor witch.

What happened to them?

Although the Eight-Nine Mysterious Art originated from the witch clan.

He, Jade Ding Zhenren, knew that he might not be able to condense the body of the ancestor witch.

The treasure just thrown from his hand was Yuanshi Tianzun's innate spiritual treasure, the Three Treasures Jade Ruyi.

The attack was endless and powerful.

But it was dissolved by the ancestor witch body condensed by Yang Jian.

It was incredible.

"Please spare Brother Taiyi's life."

Seeing that Yang Jian really wanted to kill him, he had to plead for mercy.

The three-pointed, two-edged sword stopped an inch above Taiyi Zhenren's neck.

Nezha stared coldly, and murderous intent emerged.

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