Huanglong Zhenren stood proudly on the white crane, his head held high, looking angrily at Jianglong in front of him, as if he was about to attack him at any moment.
Speaking of Huanglong Zhenren, in the original Investiture of the Gods, his reputation among the Twelve Golden Immortals was no less than that of Guang Chengzi. Why? During the Investiture of the Gods, he was always the first to arrive at the battlefield. He loved to show off and was fond of talking. Although he was the third among the Twelve Golden Immortals to possess the strength of a Great Luo Immortal, his magical power was weak. He relied entirely on his dragon body and never won a fight. He was always saved by his fellow disciples or his master, Yuanshi Tianzun. Moreover, he never used any magical treasures, so he was known as the Four-No Daoist: no magical power, no disciples, and no brains. He never won a battle and always lost.
Looking at the Yellow Dragon True Man before him, Jianglong chuckled inwardly. The cultivation world truly had all sorts of people; even at the Great Luo level, he showed no humility or caution whatsoever.
“Fellow Daoist Huanglong, I have come with sincerity. Please go in and inform him for me. As for whether the Sage will accept me as a disciple, isn’t it a 50/50 chance?” said the Dragon-Subduing Hand, his attitude very good.
Huanglong lowered his head and looked Jianglong up and down. When he saw that Jianglong was handsome and had a better appearance than him, he couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
"Boy, what's your name?" Huang Long asked arrogantly.
"Among the descending dragons, from..."
"You bastard...you're asking for it."
Jianglong had just announced his name when he was interrupted by the Taoist in front of him. Huanglong Zhenren stared at Jianglong with a face full of resentment.
"Give me your life..." Huanglong seemed to have suffered some great humiliation, and angrily attacked, his left hand grabbing towards Jianglong, which transformed into a giant dragon claw in mid-air.
The dragon reacted extremely quickly, leaving an afterimage in its wake as it swiftly retreated.
"How dare you..." Huanglong became even angrier when his grab missed.
"Fellow Daoist, what do you mean by this?" Jianglong asked hurriedly.
"You dare insult me, brat?"
"Insult you?" Jianglong was taken aback.
"What are you, daring to subdue a dragon? Watch me capture you today, tear your tendons and skin you alive!" After saying that, Huanglong Zhenren flew towards Jianglong again. This time, his appearance had changed completely. Many scales appeared on his face, and a pair of dragon horns appeared on his forehead. He ferociously grabbed at Jianglong.
Knowing it was because of his reputation, Jianglong didn't bother to say anything more. He put one hand behind his back, stretched out his right hand, and stopped in mid-air, looking at Huanglong Zhenren flying towards him with disdain.
"roar..."
As the yellow dragon drew closer, it roared, shaking the heavens and the earth, and a dragon's might emanated from its body, pressing down on the dragon.
However, Jianglong was completely unaffected. Just as Huanglong approached, Jianglong's body suddenly disappeared and then reappeared above Huanglong's head, smashing down with a powerful punch.
"Bang..."
"Boom..."
In the blink of an eye, a muffled sound rang out, and Huanglong Zhenren was sent flying more than ten miles away, crashing heavily into a small mountain and shattering it.
"Amitabha... Damn it, do you think I'm good-natured? So what if my name is Jianglong? I'm going to subdue you, damn it!" Jianglong couldn't help but curse. After cursing, he was secretly shocked. He almost let slip that he had shouted the Buddhist chant.
"Roar..."
The roar of Huanglong Zhenren echoed from the pile of rocks, showing that this guy's skin was exceptionally thick.
"Splash..."
As the rubble swelled, a giant yellow dragon slowly emerged from the pile of stones. The dragon was thousands of meters long and looked very imposing. This was the true form of the Yellow Dragon Immortal.
"Tsk tsk...not bad looking." Jianglong showed no fear whatsoever.
"die..."
Huanglong roared and flew up quickly, arriving at the top of Jianglong's head in an instant. Its thick and long dragon tail lashed out at Jianglong.
The dragon remained calm, its left hand still behind its back. Just as its tail was about to fall, its right hand suddenly grew larger, and a giant hand phantom appeared in mid-air, grabbing the falling dragon tail.
"go..."
Jianglong let out a soft shout, and with his right hand he made a forceful gesture towards the distance. The giant hand phantom that had been holding the dragon's tail in the air also swung violently, sending the entire dragon flying. It landed squarely on the barrier of Kunlun Immortal Mountain.
"Bang..."
With a loud bang, Huanglong and the barrier made close contact. The barrier was shaken and emitted a burst of energy light. The light suddenly trembled, sending Huanglong flying again. Huanglong was already spitting blood in the air. Under the combined force, even his dragon body could not withstand it, and his huge body fell to the ground.
"Is he dead?" Seeing this, Jianglong was also startled. It wasn't that he was afraid Huanglong would die, but this place was not suitable. He immediately flew forward, ready to grab the unconscious and falling dragon.
"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy."
Just then, a voice came from the other side of the barrier, followed by a figure that swiftly passed the stopped dragon and flew to the top of the falling yellow dragon's head. The figure touched the dragon's head, and the dragon immediately stopped in mid-air. Its body slowly shrank and finally turned into a human form. The Taoist waved his hand and sent the unconscious yellow dragon into Kunlun.
Jianglong curiously examined the Taoist priest. He saw that the priest wore a dark black Taoist robe, had a smile on his face, a long black beard, and held a whisk in his hand, exuding an air of otherworldly grace. Moreover, a faint holy light emanated from his head, a sign of a quasi-saint.
"I am Ran Deng, and I greet you, fellow Daoist." The Daoist smiled and bowed to Jianglong, seemingly unconcerned about what had just happened.
"Jianglong greets fellow Daoist. I was a bit too heavy-handed just now," Jianglong said apologetically.
"Haha, it's alright. That's just my junior brother's temper. It's good to teach him a lesson."
The newcomer was none other than the first disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, the senior disciple of the Chan Sect, and the Quasi-Saint Randeng Daoren.
"Fellow Daoist Jianglong, where do you come from? Why have you come to my Kunlun?" Ran Deng asked.
"I was originally from the South China Sea. Years ago, I accidentally sailed to a fairy island and obtained the inheritance of an ancient cultivator. I have been cultivating alone for many years and have always longed to become a disciple of the Jade Purity Saint. This time, I came to Kunlun to become a disciple and listen to the Great Dao." As he spoke, Jianglong bowed deeply towards the Kunlun Immortal Mountain.
Upon hearing Jianglong's words, Randeng's eyes flashed with a glint of light. He looked Jianglong up and down and saw that his tone was sincere and not fake. Moreover, he had known about Jianglong's arrival at Kunlun Immortal Mountain. The fact that the other party had been able to wait outside obediently for several days showed that he was sincere. Most importantly, he was a rogue cultivator from overseas who had managed to reach the Great Luo realm by chance after obtaining the inheritance of his predecessors, and his combat strength was not bad. His talent was already comparable to that of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
"Yes, very good, I understand. How can I refuse if you have this wish, fellow Daoist? Please follow me." Ran Deng nodded with satisfaction.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist." Jianglong quickly put on a grateful expression, his eyes even reddening. With such acting skills, he would be doing himself a disservice if he didn't win an Oscar.
"Haha, let's go." Randeng was even more satisfied. He then turned and flew towards Kunlun, with Jianglong following closely behind. This time, the barrier did not hinder the two of them, which showed that Randeng was very strong. He did not need to use hand seals like Huanglong. He could control the barrier array with just his will.
After flying into Kunlun, the scenery here is different from what you see outside. It is even more breathtaking, with a rich spiritual energy that invigorates the spirit.
At this moment, several Taoist priests were seen on a huge stone platform below, and they were all using their powers on Huanglong Zhenren on the ground, presumably to heal him.
The two did not stop. Randeng led Jianglong and continued to fly forward. On the mountaintop ahead, a palace was emitting a white light. The entire palace looked like it was carved from a giant piece of jade. It was the Jade Void Palace where Yuanshi Tianzun was located.
At this moment, people came out from many caves around and looked curiously at the dragon descending in the sky.
"This guy is really tough. Huanglong has suffered a huge loss this time."
"That kid deserved to be beaten up a long time ago."
"It looks like we're about to have another fellow disciple."
The crowd began to discuss it.
Ran Deng, carrying Jiang Long, flew to the entrance of Yu Xu Palace. The tall and spacious palace gate slowly opened to both sides, and holy light could be seen emanating from inside. A sense of oppression followed, but it was quickly withdrawn.
"Let's go," Ran Deng said.
He then went inside. Jianglong quickly straightened his clothes before stepping inside, determined to make the performance convincing.
Upon entering, one sees a tall figure sitting on a futon suspended in mid-air directly in front of them, completely obscured by holy light, making it impossible to look directly at him.
"Master." Randeng bowed respectfully.
As if just realizing what was happening, Jianglong immediately knelt down.
"Greetings, Sage!" Jianglong shouted excitedly as he lay on the ground.
"Hmm..."
Within the holy light, Yuanshi Tianzun responded, and then the holy light slowly disappeared, revealing the true appearance of Yuanshi Tianzun.
Seeing this, Randeng stood respectfully to the side. He didn't need to explain much to Yuanshi, as Yuanshi Tianzun had naturally seen everything that had just happened.
Yuanshi Tianzun looked at Jianglong kneeling in the hall with amazement in his eyes. Just now he had calculated Jianglong's origins, and everything was indeed as he said. He was once just a weak mortal who accidentally entered an island while fishing at sea. There he received a mysterious inheritance and reached the level of a Great Luo Golden Immortal after only five hundred years of cultivation.
At this moment, Jianglong, who was kneeling on the ground, was very calm. He naturally sensed that a mysterious power had entered his body earlier, which must have been the sage's calculation that his master had mentioned.
What Yuanshi Tianzun didn't know was that the life experiences of characters merged through the system could be altered, so everything he calculated was actually Li Daoyi's pre-arranged background for Jianglong.
"Do you wish to join my Chan Sect?" Yuanshi Tianzun asked.
"Yes, disciple is willing to take the sage as his master and listen to the Great Dao. I hope the sage will have mercy on me." Jianglong raised his head and looked at Yuanshi Tianzun, his eyes filled with tears of excitement.
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