Chapter 153 Yang Jian became Yin Hua's apprentice but he didn't know where...
Yin Hua didn't know what Nezha was thinking, and Nezha didn't want to reveal his hatred for his biological father in front of his mother.
He understood his mother's character, knowing she was a gentle, generous, and responsible woman. A woman like his mother shouldn't be trapped in the feud between him and his father; she deserved a broad world of her own.
However, his mother was a daughter of the Shang Dynasty, yet he wanted to help Zhou destroy the Shang Dynasty. Would they, mother and son, have to go to war against each other?
Thinking of this, Nezha felt uncomfortable, and gradually he even lost the interest to talk.
No one knows a son better than his mother. Yin Hua is particularly concerned about Nezha's affairs, so how could she not know what he is struggling with?
She smiled, patted her son's head, and said cheerfully, "As the saying goes, there are no fathers and sons on the battlefield, and naturally there are no mothers and sons either. From now on, you and I will each serve our respective masters. If we become enemies on the battlefield, neither of us should hold back. Giving our all is the greatest respect for the other."
"Mother." Nezha suddenly grasped her hand. "Can't you come with me to Xiqi? The current king is licentious and immoral, not worthy of your loyalty."
Yin Hua laughed and sighed, "What a silly child! I'm not loyal to the king, I'm loyal to the King of Tang!"
Her face showed reminiscence and sorrow. "Six hundred years ago, King Wu and King Cheng Tang led the people of the world to overthrow the rule of the tyrannical Xia Dynasty and established the prosperous and peaceful Shang Dynasty. King Cheng Tang laid the foundation for six hundred years. Who could have imagined that King Wu's descendants would also become tyrants?"
When did everything start to change?
Entering the palace from the daughter of Su Hu from Jizhou?
No, as early as the day when the incense was offered at Nuwa Palace, the world already knew that the king was hopelessly stupid.
But Yin Hua still remembered how wise and powerful Emperor Xin was in those first few years after he ascended the throne. When she and Li Jing mentioned this privately, they both couldn't help but lament that Emperor Xin was born at the wrong time and couldn't turn the tide like Wu Ding had.
In fact, until now, she still refused to believe that the King of Shang who was said to be obsessed with beauty, killing loyal ministers, and being foolish and stubborn was the Emperor Xin she knew.
But another voice in my head would counter: Why not? After carrying this heavy burden for so long, wanting to change but unable to do anything about it, even the king would get tired. Perhaps the king simply saw no hope, was tired, and had given up.
Nezha didn't know how to comfort his mother, so he could only hug her tightly, trying to warm her with his body temperature.
The day of separation soon arrived. Li Jing was dead, and an imperial edict came from Chaoge, allowing the clan daughter Yin Hua to take full control of all military and political affairs in Chentang Pass.
Yin Hua couldn't stay in Yuqiong Mountain for long, and Nezha didn't want to go back to Chentang Pass. After bidding farewell to his mother, he followed Taiyi Zhenren back to Qianyuan Mountain, and Fuli sent them back.
Originally, she was going to stay with Nezha in Qianyuan Mountain for some time, but unfortunately, after only two days, she received a message from Jade Ding Zhenren, asking her to go to Yuquan Mountain.
Who is there in Yuquan Mountain?
Princess Yao Ji's son and daughter, Yang Miaojun and Yang Chan.
Yang Chan is fine, but Yang Miaojun is a key figure in the Battle of the Gods, so of course she deserves more attention.
After arriving at Yuquan Mountain, she learned that Jade Ding Zhenren had invited her there to be a witness and to accept Yang Miaojun as his disciple. He also gave Yang Miaojun a new name - Yang Jian.
Well, the familiar name is back. But when will the more familiar title of “Erlang Zhenjun” return?
As for Yang Chan, she was no longer in Yuquan Mountain. Not long after the brother and sister arrived at Yuquan Mountain, Nuwa sent Fairy Jinning to take Yang Chan to Buzhou Mountain.
Jade Ding Zhenren said: "Yang Jian's status is special, so it's not appropriate to make a big show of his apprenticeship. But if there's not even a witness, it would be too shabby.
I asked for his opinion, and he wanted to invite the man who fought the Golden Crow that day to save them, so I invited my nephew."
Fu Li looked at Yang Jian and asked with a smile, "Junior Brother Yang, didn't you faint from the sun that day? How do you know it wasn't Senior Uncle Yu Ding who saved you?"
Yang Jian looks like an adult, but he is actually still a child. He was just hit by the "Aging Palm" of Marshal Tianpeng and was forced to grow up.
But his expression was very dull, and his words and actions were not childish at all. He answered Fu Li in a serious tone, "To answer your question, Senior Sister, my brother and I were protected by the Precious Lotus Lantern. We didn't completely faint that day, but we were severely dehydrated. We didn't have the strength to open our eyes or speak."
"Don't be so serious." Fu Li said with a smile, "You know, I'm from Jiejiao, there aren't so many rules."
Yang Jian remained unmoved, and said sternly, "Senior sister is from Jiejiao, but I am from Xianjiao. Senior sister entered the sect early, and she is my savior, so I should respect her."
Seeing Jade Ding Zhenren nodding with satisfaction, Fu Li knew that Yang Jian was not someone she could persuade.
The master and disciple in Yuquan Mountain were both more boring than each other. After witnessing Yang Jian's apprenticeship ceremony, Fu Li couldn't wait to say goodbye.
Yang Jian was sent down the mountain on a mission. Before leaving, he said solemnly, "Sister, I will never forget your life-saving grace. If you have any missions in the future, I will not refuse even if it means death."
Fu Li felt a headache and said quickly, "I don't want you to die, just protect yourself. Don't wait until I need you and you can't even move."
If it were the Yang Jian of the past, after hearing such blunt ridicule, he would definitely jump up and get himself into trouble.
But now Yang Jian has experienced the destruction of his family and the fickleness of human nature. He has come to understand that a person's kindness and malice cannot be judged solely on the surface.
The Senior Sister Fu Li in front of him was obviously a person with a sharp tongue but a soft heart. Although her words were unpleasant to the ears, her concern for him was genuine.
Then he thought of the day when he and his sister hid in the cave, with heavenly soldiers and generals stationed on the clouds, and ten golden crows guarding the cave entrance, which then rose up one by one and turned into the sun.
He could only feel himself becoming dehydrated and exhausted, and being sunburned to death by the sudden high temperature.
At that time, he really thought he was going to die and no one would come to save them.
But Fu Li came and fought against the Ten Golden Crows on his own. Before Fu Li was sunburned to death, he shot down ten suns and pulled him back from the brink of life and death.
Although after arriving at Yuquan Mountain, the master had told him that the reason Fu Li was there by chance was because he was ordered by the saint to rush over to save them.
But his gratitude to Fu Li was not diminished in the slightest.
Fu Li patted his shoulder and said, "Practice well. No matter what you want to do in the future, cultivation is your greatest asset."
Young man, do you want to rebel against the tyranny of Heaven? Do you want to overthrow the Lord of Heaven? First, practice!
Yang Jian was encouraged and nodded heavily, vowing: "Don't worry, Senior Sister, I will practice hard and live up to the expectations of Master and Senior Sister."
Fu Li waved at him and said, "Okay, you go back. It's time for me to go too." As soon as she finished speaking, auspicious clouds rose from under her feet, carrying her into the air and then disappeared in a flash.
Yang Jian stood there and watched her go. Her figure had disappeared for a long time before he turned around and went up the mountain with a sense of disappointment.
"Did you send the person away?" asked Jade Ding Zhenren.
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded, and after a long silence, he suddenly asked, "Master, when will I be able to achieve the same level of cultivation as Senior Sister?"
Jade Ding Zhenren smiled and said, "It's going to be difficult for you to catch up with her. You two are both rare geniuses, but she has something that you don't."
Yang Jian asked hurriedly: "What is it?"
Jade Ding Zhenren said: "She has profound merits and virtues, and there is no bottleneck in her cultivation."
Even the most outstanding geniuses are afraid of bottlenecks. Sometimes they are stuck in a bottleneck and cannot make any progress for thousands or even tens of thousands of years.
For a cultivator born in the prehistoric times, tens of millions of years was nothing. But everyone knew that for a top genius, tens of millions of years was enough time to reach a new realm.
"Great merit?" Yang Jian thought for a while, looked up after a while, his face full of enlightenment, "Thank you for the advice, Master, I understand." After speaking, he turned and walked towards his own cave.
——I have to go into seclusion and practice quickly. When my practice reaches a certain level, I will go down the mountain to accumulate merit.
Jade Ding Zhenren: “???”
—No, what on earth did you understand? Although you look like you've suddenly realized something, I don't think what you've realized is the same as what I want you to realize.
He originally wanted to make things clear with Yang Jian, but since that day, Yang Jian has practiced even harder. Apart from necessary physiological activities such as eating, he would consult the collection of books and ask him for advice, without slacking off for a moment.
Jade Ding Zhenren saw it and felt pain in his heart, but he didn't dare to talk to him about cultivation anymore. He just advised him whenever he had the chance: Don't be too eager for quick success in cultivation, otherwise once you go astray, all your efforts will be wasted.
But Yang Jian refused to listen and said that he knew what was going on. When he became a celestial being, he suddenly told him to go down the mountain.
"What are you doing down the mountain now?" Jade Ding Zhenren asked anxiously, "It's not time for you to leave the mountain yet. The Emperor of Heaven hasn't lifted the warrant for your arrest yet. It would be very dangerous for you to go out."
What Yang Jian practiced was the "□□ Divine Art", a magical art for protecting the Xuanmen sect, which came with the ability to transform into seventy-two different forms.
These seventy-two transformations not only alter the form, but also the spirit and intention from the inside out. If one does not know in advance, even the closest people will not be able to distinguish them.
——Of course, if you change to look like someone else, most of the people close to that person will be able to tell the real one from the fake one.
After hearing his master's words, Yang Jian smiled slightly and transformed into a young girl in a yellow robe and a bun. He bowed to Jade Ding Zhenren and said in a sweet and clear voice, "Disciple greets Master. In Master's opinion, are those lackeys in Heaven likely to recognize me?"
Jade Ding Zhenren was stunned.
He shook his head blankly: "I can't recognize it, absolutely not."
When I came to my senses and took a closer look, I felt that the girl in front of me looked familiar - she looked like my niece Fu Li!
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Of all the women I've ever met, only my mother and Senior Sister Fuli are the most outstanding. I'm so brave that I'll borrow their appearances and go out into the mountains. I'll definitely slay demons and monsters, do good deeds, and live up to their reputations."
Hearing this, Jade Ding Zhenren understood: My disciple is going down the mountain to accumulate merit! Not bad, not bad, he has such awareness at such a young age.
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