In the killing formation, ten thousand acres of lightning were about to follow Yang Jian's short staff smash, ending Manjushri's life.
But a roar stopped Yang Jian.
Hearing the voice, Yang Jian temporarily stopped, glanced over, and smiled. He still stomped and blew up Manjushri Bodhisattva's physical body with one foot.
Manjushri Bodhisattva's Primordial Spirit fled rapidly, escaping to the side.
His physical body was destroyed, but his Primordial Spirit luckily escaped death. Manjushri Bodhisattva gasped for breath, cold sweat streaming from his Primordial Spirit's forehead, his face still showing fear.
Yang Jian was truly too terrifying!
This former third-generation disciple of the Chan Teachings had grown to such an extent, with the trend of the new wave about to crash the old wave onto the beach.
And the magical treasure in his hand, the Dog Beating Stick, was even more terrifying.
With one strike, it directly hit the Primordial Spirit, surpassing the God Beating Whip bestowed by Dao Ancestor Hongjun.
He didn't know where he got such a terrifying supreme treasure.
"Are you alright?"
Within the killing formation, a figure flashed in and placed a hand on Manjushri Bodhisattva's Primordial Spirit's back, channeling his magic power to calm his surging and terrified Blood Essence.
The person who arrived was one of the former Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Teachings, True Lord Yuding, Yang Jian's master.
"Thank you, senior brother." Manjushri Bodhisattva suppressed his fear, bowed, and thanked him with a face full of gratitude.
True Lord Yuding had arrived just in time.
If he had arrived a moment later, his Primordial Spirit would have been completely annihilated, and he would only have been able to collect his corpse.
Bowing like this was nothing.
"We were fellow disciples in the past, so of course, I wouldn't stand by and watch you die."
True Lord Yuding waved his hand, then looked at Yang Jian: "Disciple, aren't you going to greet your master?"
Yang Jian said with a smile, "Master, weren't you in secluded cultivation? You said you wouldn't emerge until you reached the Quasi-Saint realm. It seems Master has also reached the Quasi-Saint realm."
True Lord Yuding's old face turned red. Quasi-Saint? What nonsense!
After cultivating in seclusion for a hundred thousand years, he hadn't even touched the threshold of a Quasi-Saint. Yet, his disciple Yang Jian, whose cultivation was previously lower, had become a Quasi-Saint!
Wasn't that infuriating!
True Lord Yuding said angrily, "Are you mocking me, saying I'm not as good as you?"
"It's a misunderstanding, Master. I didn't say that." Yang Jian still had a playful smile, feeling smug in his heart.
"Your wings have truly hardened. Let Puxian go first as well." True Lord Yuding sighed inwardly, then asked Yang Jian to release Bodhisattva Puxian, giving him a meaningful look.
"Fine, for Master's sake, I'll spare his dog life for now. Next time, I won't show mercy." Yang Jian did not refuse. With another kick, he blew up the unconscious Puxian's physical body, leaving only the heavily wounded Primordial Spirit to flee.
True Lord Yuding quickly raised his hand and caught it with a stream of magic power.
Looking at the blood bag on Bodhisattva Puxian's Primordial Spirit's head, which resembled a nine-story pagoda, True Lord Yuding couldn't help but twitch his mouth.
Yang Jian's methods were too ruthless.
Both of them were severely injured by Yang Jian. Not only were their physical bodies destroyed, but their magic power also suffered a loss of tens of millions of years.
In this lifetime, these two were finished.
With a stream of magic power, True Lord Yuding revived Puxian. Puxian also bowed gratefully to True Lord Yuding.
"You two, leave for now." True Lord Yuding waved his hand, withdrew Yang Jian's grand formation, and let the two leave first.
"I will definitely visit senior brother another day."
Puxian and Manjushri were overjoyed. They quickly bowed and then fled in a flash, not daring to linger for a moment.
After the two left, True Lord Yuding stopped putting on a stern face. Instead, he smiled and flashed to Yang Jian's side, about to give him a rap on the head.
But Yang Jian dodged with a laugh.
True Lord Yuding laughed and scolded, "You brat, can't you give me some face in front of outsiders? I asked you to let them go, and you still blew up their physical bodies."
"I let their Primordial Spirits go, isn't that giving you face? Besides, wasn't it you who sent me a telepathic message and gave me a look, telling me to blow up their physical bodies?" Yang Jian rolled his eyes. This was indeed giving his Master True Lord Yuding a lot of face.
"Alright, alright." True Lord Yuding smiled and praised, "The grand formation I taught you in my early years, you've set it up even better than me now. Very good."
"Not bad, hehe." Yang Jian chuckled.
After ten thousand years, the master and disciple were reunited, and Yang Jian was very happy.
True Lord Yuding was a very good master to Yang Jian. Not only did he take Yang Jian as his disciple when no one else would, but he also taught him everything he knew and doted on him greatly.
Yang Jian had always respected this master.
"You stinky brat, you're getting too full of yourself!"
True Lord Yuding, with his immortal demeanor, playfully scolded Yang Jian, then slung an arm around his shoulder like a buddy. "Quick, tell me, how did you break through to the Quasi-Saint realm?"
"You tell me first, why did you suddenly come out of seclusion?" Yang Jian asked instead of answering.
"Master asked me to come out. He calculated that you would counter-kill Manjushri and Puxian, so he sent me here."
True Lord Yuding sighed with emotion, "At first, I didn't believe it. How could you possibly defeat Manjushri and Puxian? It wasn't until I saw this scene that I realized how terrifyingly high you've grown! You've even reached the Quasi-Saint realm."
"Sect Master Saint? He's still thinking about old times." Yang Jian's brow furrowed; he hadn't expected this to be Primeval Lord of Heaven's arrangement.
"Thinking about old times? For a traitor, there's no such thing as old times."
True Lord Yuding sneered, "The Primordial Era is in turmoil again, and the Sect Master Saint merely doesn't want to defy Dao Ancestor Hongjun's decree and avoid conflict with the Western Teachings right away."
Otherwise, True Lord Yuding wouldn't have stopped him; he would have joined Yang Jian in killing Manjushri and Samantabhadra.
"Dao Ancestor Hongjun's decree?"
"Yes. Junti and Jieyin, the two Saints, brought Duobao Tathagata to Zixiao Palace to lodge a complaint. Dao Ancestor Hongjun specifically issued a decree for all Saints to support the Western Teachings and not obstruct the Journey to the West Tribulation."
Yang Jian pondered in his heart. Regarding the Journey to the West Tribulation, the sixth step of the Heaven Sealing Plan, it seemed Dao Ancestor Hongjun himself was personally intervening.
"Alright, quickly tell me, how did you break through to Quasi-Saint?" True Lord Yuding pulled Yang Jian along, asking for the method of breakthrough.
Looking at True Lord Yuding's face full of anticipation, Yang Jian's thoughts raced.
The existence of his maternal grandfather, Zhang Yifan, was definitely not something to reveal. He needed an excuse to fool him.
But what reason could he find?
Suddenly, Yang Jian thought of the two buckets of pig feed he had obtained from his maternal grandfather, Zhang Yifan, and thought he had an idea.
It's just that he'd have to wrong his master for now.
So, Yang Jian scratched his head and said sheepishly, "Master, actually, I broke through by chance after obtaining some supreme treasures."
"Supreme treasures? What treasures? Can you let me see them?"
True Lord Yuding was greatly surprised. There were actually treasures that could help a peak Grand Unity Golden Immortal break through to the Quasi-Saint realm?
Such treasures were unheard of.
He hadn't heard of anything like it on the Primordial Continent.
True Lord Yuding's eyes lit up.
"It's this, but there's not much left."
Yang Jian waved his hand and produced a bucket of pig feed he had gotten from Zhang Yifan, placing it before True Lord Yuding.
In that bucket of pig feed were fish bones, leftovers, chopped pig grass, rice bran, chopped sweet potato leaves, and so on, all boiled into something resembling porridge.
"This?"
True Lord Yuding's eyes widened, and he became angry. "You brat, are you messing with me! This is just pig feed that mortals feed to pigs!"
This was the treasure that could help someone break through to Quasi-Saint?
Pig feed?
And supreme treasures?
Who would believe that!
No, even ghosts wouldn't believe it!
True Lord Yuding was so angry he was puffing out his beard, about to be angered to death by Yang Jian.
"Oh, Master, why would I lie to you?"
Yang Jian said with a serious and earnest expression, "Dip a little on your finger and taste it before you say anything."
"You're not lying to me?"
"I'm not lying to you."
He's serious?
True Lord Yuding's face was full of suspicion, but looking at Yang Jian's expression, his intuition told him that Yang Jian wasn't lying.
Having watched him grow up, True Lord Yuding knew Yang Jian very well.
Thus, True Lord Yuding pulled Yang Jian down from the clouds, waved his hand to set up a great formation to conceal their aura, and also asked Yang Jian to do the same.
"You set up a great formation too, to conceal your aura."
Yang Jian was speechless and amused, but he did as he was told.
True Lord Yuding swallowed his saliva, and with a mixture of embarrassment and worry, he glanced around to confirm no one was there. Only then did he dip his finger into the pig feed in the wooden bucket and taste it.
"Hmm?"
As soon as the pig feed entered his mouth, it transformed into a pure energy that swept through his entire body. True Lord Yuding's eyes slowly widened, began to glow, and his face gradually revealed a mixture of shock and excitement.
"This, this is Fragments of Great Dao Laws?!"
True Lord Yuding exclaimed, excited, his face flushed red.
Fragments of Great Dao Laws!
So delicious!
It's truly damn delicious!
If this pig feed were placed in the Primordial Era, it would undoubtedly be a supreme treasure that countless powerful beings would fight tooth and nail for.
"That's right, Master." Yang Jian nodded heavily.
"This, this truly is a great treasure! Hahahaha, with this, why worry about not breaking through to the Quasi-Saint realm?" True Lord Yuding was extremely excited, his mouth watering like a waterfall, flowing down with a whoosh.
He no longer cared if it was pig feed or not, it contained fragments of Great Dao Laws!
This was a supreme treasure, a supreme artifact that could allow one to break through and advance!
Even Dao Ancestor Hongjun would fight for it if he came!
How could this still be pig feed? Whoever said it was pig feed, I'll fight them!
Besides, if you turn it into the appearance of delicacies, then it is delicacies. How could it still have the appearance of pig feed!
True Lord Yuding was breathing heavily with excitement, and involuntarily reached out to eat again, as if he wanted to finish it in one go.
Seeing this, Yang Jian waved his hand and took away the bucket of pig feed.
"Ah, why did you put it away?" True Lord Yuding was impatient.
Yang Jian said with difficulty, "Master, you also know this is a supreme treasure, and I only have this one bucket left. Look at you, like a starving ghost. If I don't take it, won't you swallow it in one gulp?"
"Uh. You're right. I was too excited."
True Lord Yuding's old face flushed, and he quickly wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth. "Disciple, my good disciple, you can give this bucket of treasure to your master."
"Master, you're too overbearing. I only have this one bucket, and you want it all. What will I eat?"
Yang Jian's eyes widened, and he hugged the wooden bucket and ran to the side, pretending to be very heartbroken and cherishing this pig feed. There was no other way, he had to continue the act.
"You're right."
True Lord Yuding laughed heartily, covering his embarrassment, and then said, "Then, can you share some with your master?"
"You have such a big bucket, I don't want much, just half a bucket is fine."
True Lord Yuding had a serious and proper expression, looking like someone who refused gifts during festivals.
Yang Jian was amused by True Lord Yuding: "Master, your face is really thick. You still want half a bucket. I'll give you a bowl at most."
"This?" True Lord Yuding puffed up his cheeks. "A small half bucket!"
"Half a bowl!"
True Lord Yuding: "……"
"Then you don't want it." Yang Jian said with a sullen face.
"I want it, I want it, I want it."
True Lord Yuding knew that this was a rare and precious item, something even Saints would covet, a treasure that even the Dao Ancestor would fight for. To get even this bowl was already a great fortune.
Thus, Yang Jian gave True Lord Yuding two bowls.
"Truly my good disciple!"
The promised one bowl turned into two, which moved True Lord Yuding to tears.
True Lord Yuding excitedly held the two bowls of pig feed in his palms, as if holding supreme treasures, trembling all over with excitement.
Happy like a child!
This made Yang Jian chuckle inwardly. Master, next time I have a chance, I'll bring you some more food, and some of Grandpa's wine, and two pounds of Enlightenment Tea for you.
To make you even happier!
But then again.
For the great powers of the Primordial Era, on the Primordial Continent, there was only the Heavenly Dao, where did the Great Dao come from?
Suddenly encountering this treasure containing fragments of Great Dao Laws, who wouldn't be excited, who wouldn't be thrilled?
Let alone pig feed, even a pile of dog shit, as long as it contained fragments of Great Dao Laws, not to mention True Lord Yuding, even figures like Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi of Wuzhuang Temple, or even Saints Junti and Jieyin, would take it back and cherish it.
Grandpa is truly amazing!
And this scene was clearly seen by the Saintly divine sense of Primeval Lord of Heaven.
Pig feed?
Fragments of Great Dao Laws?
Primeval Lord of Heaven was shocked! He also became excited and thrilled, his heart stirred!
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