The Two Sages of the West discussed for a while before dispelling their doubts.
In Peach Blossom Ridge, Lin Ze returned to the cave abode he had opened here.
Lin Ze didn't know that the words of the Two Saints of the West had revealed a small flaw.
He had a myriad of thoughts after seeing Zhunti return to the Heaven-Man Passage.
In troubled times, how can you be alone? I don't offend people, but people offend me. The tree wants to be quiet, but the wind doesn't stop!
"Master, there's a young man outside Peach Blossom Ridge requesting an audience!”
With a thought, Lin Ze took a step forward. The scene in front of him suddenly changed, and he was already outside the Peach Blossom Ridge.
A travel-worn young man who seemed to have been on the run for a long time stood respectfully beside the Peach Blossom Ridge's boundary stone tablet.
It was none other than Yang Jian, the second son of the Yang family at the mouth of Guanjiang River.
"Greetings, Immortal!"
When Yang Jian saw Lin Ze appear again, he revealed a happy expression and immediately bowed respectfully.
Lin Ze glanced at Yang Jian and could not help but nod to himself.
Although Yang Jian was born extraordinary, he had yet to descend to the mortal realm. He was thousands of miles away and there were many demons and devils on his way. To be able to charge in alone, it was clear that he was tenacious.
Furthermore, Lin Ze also discovered that although Yang Jian looked battered on the outside, his abilities had gradually grown after experiencing many things along the way.
"The heart of seeking the path shows your sincerity. My name is Lin Ze, and I'm a free crane in the human world. Are you willing to join me and become my disciple?”
"Disciple Yang Jian greets Master!"
Yang Jian was ecstatic when he heard this. He quickly knelt down and bowed respectfully.
"There's no need to do such a big bow. If you sincerely seek the Dao, I'll pass it on.”
Lin Ze said calmly.
Yang Jian seemed to have realized something after hearing this. A gleam of light flashed across the Heavenly Eye between his eyebrows. He looked extremely serious and said word by word," My parents gave birth to me and my master taught me. Master saved me and the villagers at the mouth of Guanjiang River in the face of danger because he saved our lives. Now, he has accepted me as his master and taught me the Tao. This is the grace of rebirth.”
After Yang Jian said that, he bowed heavily.
He was grateful for Lin Ze's help that day.
If not for that, he would have long died from the Dao of life and death despite having the heart to exterminate demons and protect the Dao.
"You know quite a lot at such a young age. Today, I will teach you the main cultivation technique of our sect, the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. However, you must abide by the sect rules if you join my sect. Remember not to cause harm to the common people.”
Lin Ze waved his sleeve, and a secret manual appeared out of thin air on the ground in front of Yang Jian.
Yang Jian received it respectfully and saw the words " Eight-Nine Mysteries " written on it. He seemed to see a golden light flickering, hiding the meaning of immortality.
"Thank you, Master, for passing down the technique. This disciple will remember it!”
Lin Ze felt much more at ease when he heard this. Yang Jian's temperament and talent were both excellent. He would definitely cultivate successfully in the future.
"White Ape, Yang Jian, you will be fellow disciples from now on. Cultivate here.”
Lin Ze summoned Yuan Hong, who had turned into a little white ape, and left Peach Blossom Ridge.
Yuan Hong rubbed his little head and glanced at Yang Jian.
Seeing that his junior brother was also looking at him curiously, he couldn't help but chuckle." Junior brother, please follow me. There's a cave abode here that can be used for cultivation and accommodation.”
"Thank you for leading the way, Senior Brother."
Although Yang Jian was curious about this white ape who spoke human language, his attitude was very respectful and polite.
One ape and one man began to cultivate in the Peach Blossom Ridge.
After Lin Ze left Peach Blossom Ridge, he teleported to Emperor NvWa's temple.
His eyes fell on the stone statue of Emperor NvWa, and he knew that there was an illusion left by Taoist Cundi on it.
Now that the saint had started to lay down his chess pieces, Lin Ze knew that he needed to make use of the time to cultivate.
Now that he had taken a step on the path of the Great Dao, the only thing left to do was to lay a solid foundation. Everything needed to be done slowly.
Fortunately, Lin Ze didn't have to worry about being disturbed while cultivating.
After all, if someone was blind and provoked Lin Ze, they would have long gone to face the calamity.
In the tightly shut Green Touring Palace, Tongtian sat cross-legged on the Wind and Fire Meditation mat. A gray light flickered in his eyes as he observed the destruction of fate.
Everything in the world had a cause and an effect.
As one of the Three Pure Ones, Sect Master Tongtian symbolized the Fruit of Karma, the end of all sources.
All the karma connections could be seen with a pair of eyes!
In Tongtian's eyes, the fate of Jie School was chaotic. Only a few stars flickered slightly and were still struggling.
Tongtian knew that this meant that Jie School's luck was only left with a spark of fire and was in danger.
"At least he left behind a spark. Sigh!”
Tongtian sighed softly, and a desolate expression appeared on his face.
As a Saint, it was difficult for him to do as he pleased in this tribulation.
What he could do was to find a chance of survival and preserve as many fire seeds as possible.
At this time, Grand Preceptor Wen, who had spent several years to come to the Human Realm, finally got to meet his master.
This place was located deep in the mountains and forests. There were no traces of mortals, but there was a Taoist temple here.
In the main hall of the Taoist temple, Wen Zhong bowed respectfully to a woman.
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