The other three Dao Masters also trembled and knelt down, saying, "We are guilty. Please punish us, Dao Master Taiji."

But Taiji Daozun did not punish them. Instead, he said to the four of them, "I am going to check your memories now. Do not resist."

"We will obey the order of the law." The four of them bowed respectfully.

Then Tai Chi Dao Zun raised his hand and shot out a ray of mysterious light which penetrated into the eyebrows of the four people, and then entered into their souls. After just a moment, he absorbed all the memories of the four people fighting outside Xingping Pass.

Afterwards, Tai Chi Dao Zun said nothing, rode on the auspicious cloud and turned into a mysterious light and disappeared without a trace.

The four kings kowtowed on the ground for a long time, and only raised their heads slowly after the time of an incense stick, and then they saw that Tai Chi Taoist Master had left.

At this moment, the four kings finally breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up from the ground and flew back to their respective thrones on the steps of the palace.

"Why did Taoist Taiji only absorb our memories?" Taoist Taihua asked with some confusion.

Logically speaking, after their memories were captured, they should have been punished for their mistakes as they were all members of the Liang Yi Ding Kong Pan, but this was not the case. There was not even any instruction on what to do next, which surprised them a little.

The three Taoist masters all looked at Taoist Master Si Tuan. There was nothing they could do, because Taoist Master Taiji was your father after all.

But facing three pairs of puzzled gazes, Daoist Master Si Tuan could only shake his head helplessly and said, "I don't know either."

...

Five days later, inside Xingping Pass, Emperor Taiyuan's condition had stabilized, but the scars on her body were still visibly severe.

In particular, Emperor Taiyuan's cheeks were covered with bloody marks from cracks, making him look like a piece of snow-white porcelain that had been broken and then patched up with gold thread.

Fang Jian sat aside, holding a jade bottle in his left hand. He poured the Xuandan powder for repairing the body into his right hand, and then gently applied it to the wounds on Emperor Taiyuan's face.

"Mom is very ugly now, right?" Emperor Taiyuan said with a smile.

Fang Jian said calmly, "A son never despises his mother's ugliness, and a dog never despises his family's poverty."

Emperor Taiyuan smiled and said, "It doesn't matter if the mother is ugly, as long as the son is handsome and heroic."

"That goes without saying, it's the truth." Fang Jian said calmly.

"Hahaha." Emperor Taiyuan laughed out loud, but this laugh caused the wound on his face to burst again, and streams of golden blood flowed out of the wound.

"Don't laugh!" Fang Jian said seriously.

Emperor Taiyuan arrived: "Okay, okay, I won't laugh anymore."

"You can't talk either." Fang Jian said.

"Yeah." Emperor Taiyuan nodded in response.

Fang Jian then used his magical powers to wipe away the immortal blood that had seeped from Emperor Taiyuan's face. After treating the wound, he continued to apply medicine. After about an incense stick of time, Fang Jian called the surrounding maids over and handed the jade bottle containing the Xiantian Buyuan Xuandan powder to one of them, saying, "Apply the medicine every twelve hours."

The maid took the jade bottle, then bowed and replied, "Yes, Your Highness."

Emperor Taiyuan finally couldn't help but ask curiously, "Jian'er, where did you get this Xiantian Buyuan Xuandan? I've never heard of this elixir that repairs the Xiantian Dao body before."

Fang Jian looked at Emperor Taiyuan and said, "I've already told you not to talk!"

"Yeah." Emperor Taiyuan nodded twice in response, but his clear eyes were always fixed on Fang Jian.

Fang Jian had no choice but to perfunctorily say, "It was given by my master."

Emperor Taiyuan suddenly realized, then closed his eyes and began to meditate.

Fang Jian turned and left the palace where Emperor Taiyuan resided. But as soon as he left the palace, a voice came from the spiritual platform: "Ancestor, the result of the battle between Daozu Haotian and Daozu Taiwu is out."

Fang Jian paused, then immediately asked in his mind: "Who won?"

Daozu Taisu said: "Daozu Taiwu is slightly better."

Fang Jian sighed, but was not surprised, because Tai Wu Daozu could be said to have achieved the position of Daozu a long time ago in the Xiantian Wuji Realm. Whether it was his methods, Taoism, magic weapons, or the control and use of the power of Tianquan Dao in his hands, they were not comparable to Haotian Daozu who had just achieved the position of Daozu.

"I understand. Please keep an eye on the situation in Xishuozhou for me." Fang Jian said.

Tai Su Daozu responded respectfully, "Yes, Grandmaster."

Fang Jian then returned to his palace. He sat down cross-legged first, and then his mind entered the Hongmeng Editor.

He first found the 'Liang Yi Ding Kong Pan' that he had collected, and then he was disappointed to find that it was just an innate spiritual treasure.

"The Zhuxian Formation Diagram is an innate treasure, and this thing is clearly an innate spiritual treasure. How can it suppress an innate treasure?!" Fang Jian looked at the Liangyi Dingkong Plate suppressed by the Hongmeng Treasure Light with surprise.

The editor said, "Master, although this treasure is only an innate spiritual treasure, it was born from the 'Space Avenue', one of the Three Thousand Avenues. It can suppress all magical weapons and great powers related to space."

"I see." Fang Jian's eyes narrowed as he asked, "Then what should I do with this thing? Should I keep it for myself? Or..."

The editor said, "Master, I suggest you return this treasure to the Great Dao."

Fang Jian asked, "You mean to re-melt it? Take its great power and return it to the 'Space Avenue', one of the Three Thousand Avenues?"

“Yes,” said the editor.

Fang Jian said, "Then I'm at a loss. I won it with great difficulty."

The editor said, "Well...seizing this magic weapon doesn't seem too difficult, right?"

"Really?" Fang Jian asked back.

The editor immediately admitted his mistake, "Of course, if the master says it's difficult, then it is difficult. It's harder than climbing to the sky!"

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