"Fellow Daoist, please wait!"
The person shouted loudly, his voice resounding like an ancient bell.
Goddess Wudang and Chen Fan looked over.
The newcomer was dressed in a white robe and wore a jade crown.
He had a slender figure, white hair, and a youthful face. He had the bearing of an immortal in the painting.
It was Perfected Yu Ding, one of the twelve immortals of Chan School!
Daoist Yu Ding was cultivating in seclusion in Yuquan Mountain. Suddenly, he sensed the change of the Heavenly Dao and felt uneasy. His heart was empty as if he had lost something.
Then, he calculated with his fingers and realized that his destined disciple had not appeared for a long time. It was as if something had interfered and forcefully stopped him.
Therefore, he took the initiative to descend the mountain to search, following the Heavenly Dao's induction and came here.
"Phew…"
Immortal Yu Ding let out a long breath, his anxious heart slowly relaxing.
Fortunately, he had come in time. Otherwise, once Yang Jian performed the apprenticeship ceremony, he would have completely become someone else's disciple.
It was a false alarm!
Then, Perfected Yu Ding's eyes were filled with anger.
How preposterous!
He rolled up his sleeves angrily, wanting to see what kind of monster dared to steal his disciple.
Is there any justice left?
How dare you lay your hands on my disciple!
Immortal Yu Ding turned his head and looked at Holy Mother Wudang.
When he took a look, he immediately turned pale with fright.
The anger that had been brewing in his heart instantly disappeared. He hurriedly bowed and said respectfully,
"So it's Senior Martial Sister Wudang. Greetings, Senior Martial Sister Wudang!”
Holy Mother Wudang's expression was cold. She nodded slightly and didn't say anything.
Originally, because there was a saint hiding the secrets of heaven, she could only guess that Yang Jian had a relationship with the Clan of Enlightenment, but she could not figure out who his master was. Now that she saw Immortal Yu Ding rushing over like his butt was on fire, she immediately understood.
Yang Jian's destined master was Perfected Yu Ding of Chan School!
Immortal Yu Ding saw that Holy Mother Wudang didn't speak, so he immediately used his glib tongue and said,"
"Haha, what a coincidence!"
"I actually met Senior Martial Sister Wudang here. Could Senior Martial Sister Wudang be taking in a disciple?”
"Hey, what a coincidence!"
"I came down the mountain this time to take in a disciple.”
As he spoke, he pointed at Yang Jian.
"This person has a lot of fate with our Chan School. He is destined to be a disciple of the Chan School by the Heavenly Dao and will follow the guidance of the Heavenly Dao. He will eventually become my disciple and become my last disciple. With the guidance of the Heavenly Dao, I will definitely teach him everything…"
Immortal Yu Ding talked non-stop as if it was the greatest reason in the world for Yang Jian to become his master and disciple.
Chen Fan raised his eyebrows and looked at Immortal Yu Ding helplessly.
Sigh, this old fellow still came!
He couldn't say anything else, but this old fellow was invincible when it came to talking!
It was said that he could win the entire three worlds of the Primordial World with his silver tongue, and no one in the world could compare to him.
In Chen Fan's words, this old man was the ancestor of the bar spirit.
Things were quite troublesome when Daoist Yu Ding arrived, and he couldn't help but chatter non-stop.
After a long time, Immortal Yu Ding slowly wrapped up the bag. He rubbed his hands and pleaded,"
"Hehe, since I've said so much, it can be seen how important this person is to our Chan School. I hope that Senior Martial Sister Wudang can bear the pain and give up on him to fulfill my master-disciple fate with him.”
Immortal Yu Ding's meaning was very obvious-Yang Jian was my disciple, so he had to be my disciple no matter what!
Unfortunately, Holy Mother Wudang didn't give him any face.
Holy Mother Wudang smiled coldly and said with a hint of mockery,""Junior Brother, take a good look at yourself. You're just talking. Just listening to you for a moment is enough to annoy me.”
Hearing this, Yu Ding was at a loss for words.
It wasn't that he didn't know how to retort, but he just wanted to leave a good impression on his disciple.
If it wasn't for the purpose of accepting a disciple today, he would have argued back with the Holy Mother of Wudang!
Immortal Yu Ding did not argue with the Holy Mother. He turned to look at Yang Jian, cleared his throat, and said,"
"I'm nine of the twelve Shangxian under Heavenly Lord Yuanshi, Perfected Yu Ding.”
"You and I are destined to be master and disciple. If you join my Chan School, I can teach you the method to become an immortal and help you save your mother.”
Yang Jian looked at Perfected Yu Ding indifferently. There was no fluctuation in his heart, and there was even some disdain on his face.
So what if it was the twelve immortals of Chan School?
Wouldn't the status of the third disciple of Jie School be dignified?
Of course, the main reason was what had just happened and Chen Fan's choice.
First of all, the Goddess of Wudang had just saved them. If she hadn't appeared, he and Chen Fan would have reached the Southern Heavenly Gate.
Secondly, his brother-in-law had already entered Jie School. He and his brother-in-law could be considered to have lived their lives pretentiously. Naturally, they wanted to follow him. It was said that the road of cultivation was long, so it was naturally better to have a companion to take care of each other.
Finally, it was obvious.
An old man who was as talkative as a foot-binding cloth, and a beautiful fairy who could topple a country. The difference between the two was simply indescribable.
As long as one was not blind, they would choose the Virgin Mary!
Therefore, Yang Jian raised his head and puffed out his chest. With a serious expression, he said resolutely,"I don't want to!"
Hearing this.
Daoist Yu Ding felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
He was dumbfounded!
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