Journey to the West: From the Primordial Era

Chapter 152 Yuanshi Tianzun summons 2 Golden Immortals back to the palace

Kunlun Mountain, the holy land of Yuxu.

This is where one of the three religions, the Chan teaching, is located.

The Yuxu Palace was like a small world, extremely vast and filled with a rich fairy aura. Above the hall were the sun, moon and stars moving around, and the ground seemed to be made of jade.

In the center of the hall is a Bagua platform, with infinite light flowing and chaotic energy floating. In the middle sits a figure in white emitting holy light. The scene is shocking and the aura is terrifying.

Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes.

"White Crane Boy!"

"Disciple is here!" The little boy in white stepped forward quickly: "Master Tianzun, what do you want?"

Yuan Shi said calmly: "Go get the Jade Tripod, that's all, let's call back all twelve of them!"

"Receive the decree!"

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Xuantian Sword Sect.

"Hmm?!" Yu Ding, who was about to flee, stopped and looked at Beiyue Immortal and said in a deep voice: "Do you know your mistake now?"

Beiyue Zhenxian quickly bowed: "Yes, yes!"

He felt bitter in his heart.

This time when he went out of the mountains, he encountered the Jade Ding Immortal. It must be because he did not check the almanac before going out.

"How's the injury?"

Yu Ding asked, the wound healed and then split open again and bled... this scene was a bit scary

The result of not killing the Golden Immortal was actually within Yu Ding's expectations. After all, he was a Golden Immortal with strong vitality, as if he had evolved to another level. It was quite too much for him, a Golden Immortal who had used natural materials and treasures to improve his virtual realm, to kill him.

What's more, the Golden Immortal also has magic weapons and Taoist arts, but this Golden Immortal just didn't have time to use them just now.

Speaking of this, Yu Ding has to mention his senior brother Guang Chengzi, the 'Saint Killer'. This senior brother has a very strong awareness of taking the initiative.

"Ahem, I can't die yet!"

Beiyue Zhenxian coughed up blood, covered his chest with his hands, and murmured palely: "What a terrifying sword energy..."

He only felt that a sharp sword energy was running wildly in his body, and even his Golden Immortal power could not suppress it.

"The sword energy that kills immortals..." Yu Ding seemed to be thinking about something.

This is the power of the immortal sword, the Immortal-Slaying Sword.

The same move would not be as powerful if he just changed swords, and even if he could hurt the immortal, the sword energy could be easily wiped out.

At this moment, after Yu Ding subdued the founder with one sword, the other disciples had already given up resistance.

To them, their ancestors were truly gods, so powerful that they could only look up to them. But now their ancestors have been subdued...

What can they do?

"Thank you, Immortal!" Qiu Hongzi and others stepped forward to express their gratitude.

Yu Ding nodded slightly: "First, consolidate your Golden Immortal cultivation, otherwise your foundation will be damaged."

"Yes!" Qiu Hongzi was helped away.

"Come with me."

Yu Ding waved his hand and called Zhenren Beiyue over.

"What instructions does the Immortal have?" said Zhenren Beiyue bitterly.

"What deep hatred do you have with the Xuantian Sword Sect?"

Yu Ding smiled and said, "Speak freely. If I am not willing to build a bridge for you and turn hostility into friendship, then we in the wild world do not have enough positive energy."

When talking about the prehistoric times, many people think of intrigues and endless fighting. Yu Ding felt that since he had encountered it, it was necessary to promote positive energy.

"There's no deep hatred, just some minor conflicts with their ancestor when he was young.

It's not worth the immortal's worry. With your words, these things are over. Forget it." Beiyue Immortal said with a wry smile.

"Not bad, not bad! After all, you are a person who has the qualifications and awareness to become a Golden Immortal, so you should be so open-minded."

Yu Ding patted Bei Yue on the shoulder and said with a smile: "If you and your disciples do more good deeds in the future, you can come to me if you need any help in the future."

We’ll tell you when the time comes whether I can help or not.

Beiyue Zhenren asked, "Then, Immortal, would you mind helping me dissolve this sword energy now?"

"…It's inconvenient!" Yu Ding said seriously.

His magic power is now exhausted and in urgent need of replenishment. How can he have the time to help you dissolve the sword energy?

Beiyue Zhenren: “…”

As they were talking, suddenly, the cry of a crane was heard from the sky.

Yu Ding looked up and saw a crane flapping its wings towards him. At first, Yu Ding thought it was his mount.

However, when he got closer, Yu Ding realized that it was not the case. It seemed like he was a little blind to the cranes, because they all looked the same to him.

The crane landed on the ground and turned into a child.

"Uncle Yuding, long time no see. I hope you are well!" White Crane Boy said with a smile.

Yu Ding looked at the White Crane Boy and thought in his heart. Suddenly his eyes lit up: "White Crane Boy, why did you come to see me?"

The white crane, the mount of the Nan Ji Xian Weng, later became the boy beside Yuan Shi Tian Zun, so they were called uncle masters.

The White Crane Boy said, "Master Tianzun has ordered you and the other uncles to go to Yuxu Palace as soon as possible."

"What are you going to Yuxu Palace for?" Yu Ding was startled: "Is there something important?"

He calculated that it would still be some time before he could be conferred the title of God. He had always been somewhat resistant to the Kunlun Mountain Jade Tripod, or he was a little afraid to meet that master in person. It might be because of his other master Qin Hua. He liked the master from Taiqing Palace more.

"I don't know about that. I am only responsible for following the master's order to find you."

The White Crane Boy turned into a white crane and flew up: "Uncle Taiyi told me you were here, so I came here. You must hurry over as soon as possible, and don't keep Master Tianzun waiting for too long."

"understood!"

Yu Ding waved his hand to send him away and then fell into deep thought.

"The Heavenly Saint..."

Zhenren Beiyue standing by had an expression of indescribable envy on his face.

Even if they become immortals, they can only be considered wandering immortals. Not only do they have no backing, but they also have to provide support for their disciples.

It's nothing like the immortals of the three religions. Most of the immortals in the three realms come from the three religions. They can meet fellow disciples wherever they go. This vast network of people...

Of course, the most important thing is the backer that they all envy and hate.

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