Chapter 258 Great Joy for the Daoist Sect
With his nimble movements, how could Tongtian possibly stand still and take a beating? "Big brother, you're too biased. I've wanted to take the little golden crows as my disciples ever since Dijun had his cubs. I've been thinking about them ever since I saw them. Now the little golden crows are running up to me begging to become my disciples. Looking at their golden hues, I feel completely satisfied. How could I refuse?"
"Back then, when Dijun kicked me out, I wanted to steal a child, but you all stopped me. Now that they've come to us, you're telling me to refuse? That's too cruel." The temptation was too great; it would be hard for Tongtian not to be tempted.
That was a golden ball, the golden ball he had wanted ever since he became conscious!
Zhen Yuanzi's pupils contracted. Stealing a cub? He reflexively turned around and glared at Yun Zhongzi. "Don't you dare learn that, do you hear me?" His warning gaze fell on Yun Zhongzi's legs. "If you dare to do this again, I'll break your legs."
Yun Zhongzi looked completely innocent. He didn't like cubs; he only liked Zhen Yuanzi and Chang Hao.
"How are you so capable?" Laozi didn't believe Tongtian's words. Without Tongtian's abduction, the little golden crow would still be so young, how could it have thought of becoming a disciple? "You were calling Chang Hao your brother, but in the blink of an eye you demoted Chang Hao by a generation. You can't explain that to Chang Hao."
"How could I have demoted Chang Hao's seniority? As Di Jun's son, he is a junior, isn't he?" Tongtian said he wouldn't take the blame just because Chang Hao's cultivation was high and his primordial spirit had rushed out to befriend them.
Zhen Yuanzi got up to try and mediate, but upon hearing such a secret, he froze on the spot, his incredulous gaze falling on Tongtian. No wonder even someone as calm and collected as Laozi was so furious.
Although these veteran quasi-saints have not yet become saints, they all listened to the Dao together in Zixiao Palace and are of the same generation. Back then, when Randeng wanted to become a disciple, he was slapped out of the door by Yuanshi Tianzun. If it weren't for Hongyun's accident, he would never have become a disciple of his peers. It was all for the sake of everyone's face.
Laozi, unable to save face, ordered, "Quickly return the Little Golden Crow to Chang Hao." He suppressed his anger and the Taiyi whisk in his hand was itching to be used again.
"You've already paid your respects to your master, why aren't you going back?" Tongtian said, his voice full of arrogance despite his lack of conviction. "I already told Chang Hao that we should each do our own thing, and Chang Hao hasn't come knocking on our door yet, so he must have tacitly agreed."
Laozi's head was throbbing. "Wait until your second brother comes out of seclusion, and I'll see how you explain this..." What is all this nonsense? He's already taken on the role of master, the die is cast, what else can Chang Hao do?
Chang Hao is a very gentlemanly person. How could he possibly fly into a rage like him and go to someone's door to beat them up?
The roots of the Taiyi whisk grew longer, but the third brother remained unrepentant. The only option was to bind him and punish him to reflect on his mistakes before considering other matters.
"Fellow Daoist Laozi, let's talk this out. Don't fight yet. Sit down and calmly discuss how to resolve this before we talk about anything else..." Zhen Yuanzi came to his senses and hurriedly tried to persuade him in a kind and gentle manner. Just like when Hongyun unknowingly caused him a lot of trouble, he was just as angry, but he still had to deal with it in the end.
When you're angry, you're often furious while the person you're dealing with is completely oblivious, thinking you're just short-tempered.
Laozi felt uneasy and tried to hide it by straightening his sleeves. Oh no, he had completely lost his composure just now. He had been so angry with Tongzhi that he had forgotten there were outsiders present. How could he make amends? The roots of Taiyi whisk were frozen in mid-air. Should he gather them or bind them?
Tongtian looked at Taiyi Fuchen, who was still being stubborn, and said, "What do I need to explain? I said long ago that I wanted to take the little golden crow as my disciple. It's my second brother's business to obstruct me, and it's my business to take him as my disciple. Everyone should rely on their own abilities."
Although Tongtian has a million ways to escape, he didn't come here to fight; he needs to come up with a plan.
Lao Tzu hadn't dealt with Tongtian's messy affairs in a long time, and the long-lost annoyance surged back into his heart. "You still think you're right, huh?"
"I was wrong, I was in the wrong..." Tongtian's eyes darted around, and he suddenly softened his tone. Laozi was suspicious; something was definitely amiss. The roots of the Taiyi whisk gradually blocked all of Tongtian's escape routes.
Seeing that he had no way out, Tongtian immediately took out a small golden crow, "Big brother..."
Upon seeing the small, golden ball, Lao Tzu quickly withdrew his whisk. What a close call! He almost accidentally bound the cub.
One after another, Tongtian was pulled out, and a row of golden objects were arranged in the Eight Views Palace, gradually turning the originally plain Eight Views Palace into a golden light.
Tongtian pointed at Laozi and said, "Come here and call him Master Uncle."
"Greetings, Senior Uncle." The nine little golden crows lined up in a row, very politely.
“Berlie…”
"Zhong Lang..."
"..."
"Greetings, Senior Master..."
I can't beat him anymore. In front of nine polite little babies, I have to save face for Tongtian.
"Good, good, good," Lao Tzu smiled kindly in front of the nine little golden crows, "They are all good children."
He turned around, ground his back teeth, and glared at Tongtian with piercing eyes, "Wait until your second brother comes out of seclusion, you'll be sorry."
"That's for later, I'm just enjoying the present," Tongtian casually picked up a small golden crow and stroked it from head to tail. "By the way, big brother, where's your gift for meeting us? You can't skimp on that."
For the sake of his beloved disciple, Tongtian didn't hesitate to take out his elder brother's private savings.
Lao Tzu knew that he couldn't skimp on the initial gift, so looking at the innate spiritual treasure golden bells tied around the necks of the nine little golden crows, he figured that since he already had defensive spiritual treasures, he might as well give them offensive ones instead.
The Tongtian Sword Dao has reached its peak, and Changhao's Sword Dao has also reached its peak. I suppose these nine little ones should be no less skilled.
"Your senior brother bestows upon you the Nine Star Swords: the first is Greedy Wolf, the second is Giant Gate, the third is Jade Prosperity, the fourth is Literary Melody, the fifth is Integrity, the sixth is Martial Melody, the seventh is Broken Army, the eighth is Left Assistant, and the ninth is Right Assistant. I hope that you brothers will remain as united as ever."
Laozi took out the Nine Star Sword, intending to hand it to the nine golden crows himself, but he couldn't tell which one was the leader, as they all looked similar. He then handed the Nine Star Sword to Tongtian, saying, "Your disciple, you can decide for yourself."
Tongtian grinned wickedly, "Your senior uncle is very generous today. This set of Nine Star Swords is top-grade. Your master will keep it for you first and give it to you when you transform into human form."
Tongtian wouldn't say that he couldn't tell them apart at the moment, but of course, after spending some time together, he would definitely be able to recognize them clearly.
I can't even bear to look at them; they've gotten a good deal and they're still acting innocent.
"Brother Dao, you flatter me." Laozi replied calmly.
"Not at all. Kunlun has gained such a fine disciple today, and the Daoist sect is overjoyed." Zhen Yuanzi truly believed this. Once the nine little golden crows reached adulthood, they would naturally become nine Great Luo Golden Immortals.
With the Three Pure Ones and Chang Hao as their backers, the prospect of becoming a Quasi-Saint is within reach. In the future, among the many sects in the prehistoric world, only the Three Religions will be dominant. The Three Pure Ones were originally one family, and now their influence is even greater, making them extremely sought after.
“Master,” Xuandu strode into the hall, “people from the Heavenly Court are waiting outside the hall.”
"Hurry up and invite them in..." Laozi waved his hand and the hall returned to its original state. Tongtian quickly picked up the little golden crows and quietly sat to Laozi's left. He was unsure of himself and his heart was hanging in the air.
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