My brother is so cunning

Chapter 1079 The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect Who Master Gang Fights

"Huanglong, we haven't been down the mountain for a long time, so we should be careful. Prepare your magic weapons and don't get entangled with him. We should use our magic weapons as soon as we meet him."

As he spoke, Guang Chengzi looked at Yun Zhongzi and said, "Fellow Daoist is right to remind us. We will definitely be more careful and will never be careless and let that junior take advantage of us."

Yun Zhongzi shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Although you have overestimated Wen Rui, you are still far from it. When he fought me, he did not use his family whip technique at all. He just grabbed me casually and neutralized my sword strike that was burning my Dao foundation and was done with all his might with a single palm strike."

"You two fellow Daoists have been cultivating in seclusion in the mountains for too long, and have been detached from worldly affairs for too long. I'm afraid you are unaware of Wen Rui's illustrious achievements. Just in recent decades, Wen Rui subdued the Blood Sea Ancestor. No one knows the specifics of the subjugation process, but I speculate that he must have been forcibly subdued through battle."

Guang Chengzi and Huanglong Zhenren exchanged a glance, their faces filled with disbelief.

Huanglong Zhenren said, "How is that possible? Blood Sea Ancestor is an ancient demon, with unfathomable cultivation and is especially skilled in stealth. He was able to escape from the hands of the Western Sect Saint, but was subdued by a junior."

“Three hundred years ago, my senior brother Yun Zhongzi and I traveled together in the mortal realm. At that time, we had never heard of such a person in the Three Realms.”

Guang Chengzi frowned and said, "Three hundred years is but a blink of an eye for immortals like us. Even in the ancient times when spiritual energy was abundant, cultivators with extremely high talent could barely transcend tribulations and become immortals. Even if he had entered the demonic path, he might not have grown this fast."

The immortals' concept of time is so absurd. The mortal world has undergone tremendous changes in the past two hundred years, but the core disciples of the Chan Sect on Kunlun Mountain are completely unaware of it, and they have been tricked by this concept of time.

Three hundred years ago, Guang Chengzi, feeling restless, went down the mountain with several fellow disciples. At that time, Wen Rui was hiding in the immortal realm of Lishan. Under the rule of the previous generations of wise rulers of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the mortal world was peaceful and prosperous, and no one noticed anything unusual, let alone heard of Wen Rui's reputation.

Based on the experience of the immortals of the Chan Sect in their past tribulations, the time span between major tribulations is at least one or two thousand years.

Long after the end of the Investiture of the Gods, the Primordial Celestial Venerable predicted that 1,500 to 2,000 years later, the mortal world would face another great calamity. That calamity would be small in scale and could be easily resolved with clever methods.

The fact that such a prophecy was deduced means that even if some troubles occurred in the mortal world in the past thousand years, they would only be minor disturbances, and there was no need for them, the highest-ranking immortals standing at the pinnacle of the world, to worry about them.

Moreover, when the Investiture of the Gods was coming to an end, the Dao Ancestor Hongjun reprimanded the three saints, instructing them to restrain their disciples, guard their sects, and not cause any further trouble.

Yuanshi Tianzun was the most in line with the will of Heaven. He strictly implemented the words of Hongjun Daozu without any discount. Except for a few disciples who joined the Western Sect, the Chan Sect was strictly restrained by him to cultivate in seclusion on Kunlun Mountain. They could occasionally go down the mountain to relax, but they were not allowed to interfere in mortal affairs or the affairs of the Heavenly Court.

"My fellow Daoists, all I can say is that times have changed. The pace of development in the mortal realm now is completely different from that before the Investiture of the Gods. Back then, when we went into seclusion, it would take hundreds or thousands of years. When we came out of seclusion, the mortal realm had changed very little. Mortals had changed several generations but still remained conservative and stagnant."

"But now, let alone a hundred years, even in ten or eight years, cities in the mortal world are as if they have been rebuilt. The changes are incredibly fast."

"When I just emerged from seclusion at the Zhongnan Mountain Daoist temple, I shared the same thoughts as you two. I only spent a little over a month traveling in the mortal realm, yet I gained more new experiences than I have in my ten thousand years of cultivation." Yun Zhongzi paused, a look of confusion appearing in his eyes. After a moment of stunned silence, he said, "You two Daoist brothers, you should quickly ask our master to emerge from seclusion. Wen Rui is not a new generation figure that we can deal with. The changes that have quietly occurred in the Three Realms are unprecedented in ten thousand years, and even immortals of our cultivation and Daoist level cannot comprehend them. Only by asking him to listen to my detailed explanation can we make the right judgment."

"Only three hundred years... Even if Wen Rui is the reincarnation of the Demon Ancestor Wutian, the reincarnation of the Child of Destruction, and has become a powerful figure, he shouldn't be a threat so great that Master would personally intervene, right?"

Master Huanglong hesitated and said, "If Wen Rui is just an ordinary demon king, we should not rashly disturb him and interfere with Master's deduction of the heavenly anomalies. We would be penny-wise and pound-foolish and ruin everything."

Guang Chengzi stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before saying, "Yun Zhongzi, please come with me to the side hall. In Kunlun Yuxu Palace, there are still two Daoist brothers, Chi Jingzi and Yu Ding Zhenren, in seclusion. I will gather all my fellow Daoists from my sect. Please tell us what you know first."

"But……"

"Fellow Daoist, I know you are anxious, but please don't rush. I have already told you that even if we wanted to break the barrier set up by our master during his seclusion, we would have no way to do so."

Guang Chengzi patiently explained, "I understand now. Wen Rui is probably no ordinary person. However, our sect's immortals are best at group battles. We don't need to talk about immortal chivalry with evil demons and heretics. If the four direct disciples of the Chan Sect join forces, even the Supreme Holy Mother of the Jie Sect, such as the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, a Hunyuan Golden Immortal, can be surrounded and killed."

"No matter how powerful Wen Rui is, can he be as powerful as the Golden Spirit Mother in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation? In terms of seniority, he's just the Golden Spirit Mother's grandson, isn't he?"

Yun Zhongzi hesitated for a moment, but could only nod helplessly. With the help of the two Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, he flew towards the Jade Void Palace.

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The side hall of Yuxu Palace is located deep in the bamboo forest to the east of the main hall. Pushing open the vermilion wooden door carved with cloud patterns, a faint scent of sandalwood and herbs wafts out.

The floor inside the hall is paved with pure white mutton fat jade bricks, with tiny pieces of mica embedded in the gaps between the bricks. Under the illumination of the glass lamps hanging under the corridor, they gleam with a warm, soft light. Several ink landscape paintings hang on the four walls, with the mountains, rivers, clouds and mist in the paintings all outlined by the runes of the Chan Sect. Upon closer inspection, one can perceive the faint spiritual energy flowing between the runes, which is both elegant and has the effect of calming the mind and concentrating the spirit.

In the center of the hall stood a long table made of rosewood, on which lay celadon teaware and several yellowed books. Around the table sat six nanmu chairs, the backs of which were carved with Tai Chi and Bagua patterns, and the armrests were covered with soft brocade. Sitting on one, a gentle spiritual energy would slowly seep into the body, relieving fatigue.

A white jade couch sits by the window on the east side of the side hall. The antique shelf beside the couch is filled with various porcelain bottles, which contain healing medicines. The spiritual energy overflowing from the bottle mouths condenses into a light white mist in the hall, giving the entire side hall a healing atmosphere.

Yun Zhongzi sat on a white jade couch with a soft cushion behind him, while Yu Ding Zhenren sat on a nanmu chair beside him, reaching out to transfer immortal power to him.

Master Yu Ding was dressed in a moon-white Daoist robe, with silver lingzhi patterns embroidered on the hem. His face was thin and his brows were gentle. His fingertips glowed with a faint white light. Pure immortal power was slowly injected into Yun Zhongzi's shoulder. Each transmission was extremely gentle, for fear of aggravating his injuries.

(End of this chapter)