Journey to the West: From the Primordial Era

In the blink of an eye, spring goes and autumn comes.

Three years passed in a flash.

Yu Ding really didn't teach Yuan Hong any Taoist magic, spells, or supernatural powers.

During this period, Yuan Hong worked hard and completed Qingyun's work. In his spare time every day, he would stare at Qingyun practicing martial arts in a daze.

Of course, he did not ask Yu Ding to teach him the method.

That day, Yu Ding found Yuan Hong and had a conversation with him, probably to clarify the grudge between Yuan Hong and Xuantian Sword Sect.

Then the story told by Yuan Hong was a completely new version that was different from the Xuantian Sword Sect.

Probably, he came to Dongsheng Shenzhou from the human race to seek the way, but because the demonic energy in his body was difficult to hide, he was hunted down by human cultivators wherever he went.

Later, he was seriously injured and was rescued by an orphan in the mountain village. The orphan's parents died in a battle with a man-eating mountain spirit that broke into the village.

He became good friends with this kind-hearted child, who would come to visit him in the cave every day with food.

But one day, the child suddenly stopped coming.

After he recovered from his injury, he went to the mountain village and found out that the people in the village had reached a reconciliation with the mountain spirit. They held sacrifices every year, and the mountain spirit would not harass the people in the village anymore.

The sacrifice was a one-year-old boy and a one-year-old girl.

The mountain spirit needed to borrow the child's energy and flesh to cultivate, and promised everyone in the village that after they helped it become a mountain god, it would protect their village and ensure a worry-free future for generations.

Unfortunately, the orphan without parental protection became the sacrifice that year.

"What happened next?" Yu Ding was silent for a moment.

This story is a bit heavy.

He also believes that there are many more such things.

Yuan Hong grinned: "I sent everyone from that village to accompany my friend, and then I was hunted down by the Sword Sect for half a month..."

"Do you regret it?" Yu Ding looked at him.

Yuan Hong smiled and said, "It's all done. What do you think?"

Yu Ding said: "But have you ever thought that because you told the truth, I will not teach you the method because you are cruel?"

"I thought about it!"

"Then why did you say it?"

"With the abilities of the immortals above, you only need to count with your fingers to know all this. What's the point of me lying to you?"

Yuan Hong laughed at himself: "Besides, I don't think I did anything wrong, so there is nothing to hide."

Yu Ding: “…”

This wave of reasoning is so powerful that I am speechless.

Unfortunately, I, Jade Ding Zhenren, can’t calculate anything now. Although I have two masters, their realm is also Daluo Jinxian, and their combat power is not as good as that of Jinxian. I can still protect myself.

"Even if I lose the opportunity to teach you my magic, will you regret it?" Yu Ding asked.

Yuan Hong hesitated and said, "Does the real person want to hear the truth?"

"nature!"

"Well, after you said that to me, I seem to regret it a little. But one thing has to come first. If I had met you first, that wouldn't have happened."

"What if that happens again?"

"I will do the same thing again, but the only pity is..."

"What's a pity?"

"It's a pity that I can't defeat that hateful mountain spirit, and it is still alive in the world." Yuan Hong sighed.

He had a little thought in mind when he said this. Perhaps the immortal would be so excited that he would teach him some magic.

Of course Yu Ding could hear the little thoughts, but he chose not to respond. After a moment's silence, he suddenly said, "By the way, you said you were from Meishan, so there are a few powerful monsters on Meishan, right?"

"As expected of a real person, he even knows this."

Yuan Hong was shocked and couldn't help but feel fortunate for his foresight. It turned out that one couldn't tell a lie in front of such an immortal.

"What is your relationship with those spirits?"

"Meishan is very big. There are not only spirits practicing, but also human Qigong practitioners. However, usually everyone practices on their own and there is basically no communication."

Yu Ding nodded, stood up and returned to Jinxia Cave without saying anything.

Looking at Yu Ding's back as he walked away, Yuan Hong couldn't help but smile bitterly.

It seems like... being too clever may backfire!

Yu Ding stayed up late again that night.

I sat quietly on the cloud bed for a night, thinking all night.

The next day, Yu Ding went straight to Yuan Hong who was chopping wood and stared at him with bloodshot eyes.

"Good morning, Masamune."

Yuan Hong was startled by Yu Ding's gaze

"follow me!"

Yu Ding said, then left with his hands behind his back. He had thought it over and decided to follow the instructions of his master Qin Hua and accept another disciple, train Yuan Hong to be the second Yang Jian, and let Yuan Hong enter the Conferred God Tribulation.

Yuan Hong looked at Qingyun who was practicing sword.

Qingyun said speechlessly: "Why are you looking at me? The master is not calling me."

Yuan Hong reacted and quickly followed.

This time it was the way down the mountain.

Yuan Hong followed Yu Ding. Although he had some doubts in his heart, he did not dare to ask. In this way, the two of them came to the foot of Yuquan Mountain.

A mountain gate with three golden characters "Yuquan Mountain" inscribed on it stands in front.

After Yuan Hong left the mountain gate, Yu Ding suddenly said, "Let's go back!"

After saying that, he turned around and led the way into the mountain gate and walked up the mountain.

"This..." Yuan Hong was confused.

This Jade Ding Zhenren brought him down from the mountain, and then went up again. What was he doing?

Shaking his head, Yuan Hong sighed, and stepped into the mountain gate again.

When one foot stepped over the mountain gate, Yuan Hong was suddenly stunned. He looked up at the mountain gate, then looked down at his feet: "Step into the mountain gate... Enter the door, become a disciple..."

A look of ecstasy appeared on Yuan Hong's face.

He understood, and when he looked at the figure walking silently up the mountain, his eyes gradually became moist...

It's been three years!

Finally the wait came, luckily he didn't give up.

"What are you doing? Why aren't you following?"

Yu Ding frowned and turned back to urge.

"Yes Yes Yes!"

Yuan Hong wiped his red eyes, responded and quickly followed.

Not long after, inside Jinxia Cave.

Yu Ding sat upright on the cloud bed, with Qing Yun standing beside him.

Yuan Hong knelt down under the cloud bed with joy and kowtowed, saying, "Disciple Yuan Hong greets Master."

"Yuan Hong, over the past three years, I have seen that although you are of an alien origin, your character and mentality are acceptable, and you have some roots, so I decided to accept you as my disciple."

Yu Ding's expression became serious: "But I will make it clear today. After you learn my skills, I don't ask you to benefit others, but you must not harm the world.

If I knew that you relied on what I learned from me to do evil and harm others, then don't blame me for coming to clean up the mess."

Yuan Hong's expression was stern, and he bowed: "Disciple will remember the Master's teachings and will never forget them!"

Yu Ding nodded, took out the Heavenly Book of Eight Nine Mysterious Arts from his arms and said, "This Heavenly Book is suitable for your practice, take it and study it!"

Qingyun stepped forward, took it and presented it to Yuan Hong.

He also recognized that the heavenly book in his hand seemed to be the one that the master often read with great interest.

Yuan Hong quickly took it with both hands, took a look at it and said, "Thank you Master for teaching me the Dharma. I have had the honor of taking a look at this heavenly book. The content is obscure and profound, and it is difficult to understand. May I ask if Master has any tips for practicing it?"

"Of course!" Yu Ding nodded.

Yuan Hong's eyes lit up: "Master, may I ask what is the secret of practicing this heavenly book..."

"Listen carefully, the trick is..."

Yuan Hong listened attentively, holding his breath and not daring to breathe.

Qingyun on the side also pricked up his ears.

Yu Ding glanced at the two people who were looking forward to it, and uttered five words: "It all depends on talent!"

Yuan Hong: “…”

Qingyun: "..."

The master’s answer never disappoints me.

"Yes, talent, and it is a personal talent." Yu Ding said, looking at Yuan Hong meaningfully: "My disciples of the Chan Sect are all of the best in comprehension, physique, and character. As for you..."

Why is Master looking at me like that?

Is it that my bones are very poor?

Yuan Hong looked at Yu Ding with a look in his eyes, and his heart was beating fast and he became nervous.

Yu Ding nodded and said affirmatively: "Not bad!"

Yuan Hong breathed a sigh of relief and looked at Yu Ding resentfully, "Master, can't you finish what you want to say in one breath? Do you have to make him take a deep breath?"

Then he saw Qingyun standing aside.

Yuan Hong suddenly became thoughtful. He knew where this kid learned the habit of keeping people in suspense.

"Okay, disciple, now the immortal you want to find is in your hands. Now go and comprehend it on your own!"

Yu Ding waved his hand and said, "As for how much you can understand from it, it all depends on your understanding and luck."

Yuan Hong was startled and asked hurriedly, "Master, won't you explain it to me?"

But Yu Ding shook his head and chanted: "Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! The Tao is the most mysterious. Don't take immortality for granted. If you don't meet someone who can pass on the secret, your words will be in vain and your mouth will be dry."

Master, what does this mean?

Yuan Hong's face was shocked and he frowned, then lowered his head and thought carefully.

Seeing this, Yu Ding smiled with satisfaction.

Think about this carefully, my disciple!

After a moment, Yuan Hong's face suddenly turned pale, as if he had suffered a great blow: "Master, do you mean that I am not a predestined person? Is it a waste of words to preach to me?"

Boy, what a mistake this has made.

The corner of Yu Ding's mouth twitched slightly, and he said, "No, some people preach the word fate, but I preach the word enlightenment."

"Satoru?"

Yuan Hong was stunned.

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