[Chapter 1517 What does the young monk in the Mahayana period rely on?]
Yang’s words sounded hypocritical to these people, but they were just thinking about it because they had the capital to be hypocritical.
The masters of the eight holy places also walked in from outside in the blink of an eye. Seeing that Yang Yiyu only said a few empty words in the air after leaving the hall, and did not come to greet them, they immediately felt uncomfortable.
Moreover, the masters of the four holy places who had a grudge against Yang Yiyu, each of them had a bit of an ugly face. The four of them came here naturally to make peace with Yang Yiyu, so they visited the master of Tongxian Palace, Miaoxian, before coming, and Miaoxian was also happy to see that the four holy places and Yang Yiyu could be in harmony.
After that, Miaoxian took the lead and simply found Changsheng Palace, a holy place with a deep connection with Yang Yiyu, and united several other families to come together, so as to do this thing between the four families and Yang Yiyu.
But… I didn’t expect Yang Yiyu to be so arrogant and neglect them, the eight holy masters.
However, thinking of Yang Yiyun’s destruction of Wanling Holy Land, everyone held back.
When they knew about Yang Yiyun’s destruction of Wanling Holy Land, it had already been destroyed. No one expected that Yang Yiyun would grow to such a level in just a hundred years.
They were really shocked.
Even Miaoxian, the master of Tongxian Palace, was shocked when she learned that Yang Yiyun had destroyed Wanling Holy Land and killed Wanling Holy Mother.
It stands to reason that Tongxian Palace, as the leader of several holy places, does not want the struggle between the forces of the holy places, but Yang Yiyun is not at the level of a holy place, and there is a great hatred between him and Wanling Holy Mother of Wanling Holy Land. He destroyed Wanling Holy Land without a sound, and it was too late when they knew about it. Miaoxian was helpless, and Yang Yiyun’s ability to destroy Wanling Holy Land was enough to prove his strength and power.
Miaoxian knew that it was unwise to go to Yang Yiyun to argue. Anyway, the Wanling Holy Land had been destroyed, and it would be useless. This time Yang Yiyun established the Yunmen Wonderland and sent out invitations. Miaoxian did not refuse. In addition, the four holy lands’ masters who had grudges against Yang Yiyun came to her to ask for peace with Yang Yiyun. As
the eldest sister of the nine holy lands, Miaoxian naturally hoped that all the holy lands would be at peace, so she also readily agreed to come.
Unexpectedly, Yang Yiyun was so arrogant that he did not come out to greet the eight holy lands, and put on a carefree attitude, which was really rude.
However, Miaoxian changed her mind and thought that Yang Yiyun was young and energetic after all, and he was arrogant after destroying the Wanling Holy Land, so she didn’t care about it anymore.
As for the others, they were also dissatisfied, but they endured it and didn’t get angry.
The eight great saints came to the front of the Cloud Gate Hall, and Yang Yiyun landed in front of them. First, Yang Yiyun said to Miaoxian: “Meet Senior Sister Miaoxian, Senior Brother Xuanyuan, and Saint Lord Daozhong… Thank you for the gifts and help from the three senior brothers last time.”
Yang Yiyun saluted the three respectfully. The last time he survived the heavenly tribulation, the three of them had given him magic tools and elixirs. This was a favor, and he must remember it.
As for not going out to greet them, Yang Yiyun actually did it on purpose. The Cloud Gate Fairyland he founded was going to surpass and surpass these holy places. If he went out to greet them, wouldn’t it be a lower level?
Yang was very ambitious and was very serious about such things.
He also saw that the Great Saint Lord was dissatisfied, but he didn’t care.
It’s not too late for him to have some etiquette now. This is his territory, and he is the boss.
There’s nothing wrong.
Miaoxian and the other two saw Yang Yiyun thanking them seriously at this time, and their faces finally looked better. Yang Yiyun remembered the help last time, which meant that he remembered the favor.
Then he returned the greeting, saying that it was okay, and the two sides formally got to know each other.
After that, Yang Yiyun’s eyes fell on the new Holy Lord of Changsheng Hall. This person was middle-aged and looked very calm. He was Qi Taoqing, the eldest disciple of the eldest senior brother Yun Changsheng. Yun Changsheng had explained this at the beginning. He
also smiled and called him Dao brother to greet him. He didn’t call him senior brother because of the difference in generation. He was his nephew. He called him Dao brother because he was the master of a holy land, which was the most appropriate and not rude.
Moreover, at this time, Yang Yiyun also understood that Qi Taoqing didn’t come in advance. Perhaps it was due to the call of Miaoxian that several major holy lands came together.
Qi Taoqing quickly dodged Yang Yiyun’s greeting and smiled bitterly: “Little Master Uncle, I am sorry for not being able to come in the first time. Please forgive me.”
For Qi Taoqing, he took over the position of Master Yun Changsheng, but he also inherited everything from his master. For example, Yun Changsheng had a strict order before ascending to the fairyland that Changsheng Hall would help Yang Yiyun unconditionally if he had anything.
Today, Miaoxian called him late. Of course, the saints who had grudges with Yang Yiyun and the four holy places came to him and wanted him to make peace. He also thought that it was a good thing for the four holy places not to have grudges with junior uncle Yang Yiyun, and was willing to make peace.
After Yang Yiyun greeted the first four people, he left the four saints of Shenfu Lingzong, Tianjian Mountain, Ghost City, and Bailian Mountain Villa aside.
This made the four people furious. The saint of Ghost City snorted coldly: “Young man surnamed Yang, do you really think that we, the four holy places, are really afraid of you? You are so rude? The four of us came here because we don’t want to argue with you, a young man. We just want to avoid embarrassment and kill less disciples in the sect. Do you really think we are afraid of you?”
“Yes, kid, this world is not as simple as you think. How high the sky is and how thick the earth is, do you know?” The saint of Shenfu Lingzong also spoke in a deep voice.
“Hmph, ignorant boy.”
“I think we came to the wrong place today…”
The Saint Masters of Tianjian Mountain and Bailian Villa also spoke gloomily.
Yang Yiyu left the four of them aside without even looking at them. Moreover, in front of many leaders of the sects in the cultivation world, this was a deliberate insult to them. How could
these Saint Masters who were usually high and mighty feel? No one had ever dared to treat them like this.
Even if you, Yang Yiyu, destroyed the Wanling Holy Land, so what?
Our four families together are the four major holy lands, not to mention that our four families also have ancestors at the level of Sanxian ancestors in Sanxian Island. Do you really think that you, Yang Yiyu, are invincible?
The four great saints were so embarrassed that they started to argue directly.
Yang Yiyu narrowed his eyes and looked at the four people and said, “Four old men, do you think I dare not kill you? Or I can’t kill you?”
Yang Yiyu was full of murderous intent as he spoke.
Miaoxian said quickly, “You are all saints. Don’t embarrass yourself in front of so many fellow cultivators…” Miaoxian
didn’t say anything, but was interrupted by the saint of Tianjian Mountain, who sneered, “Haha, we want to make peace, but someone is ignorant of the world and doesn’t make peace. Sister Miaoxian, it seems that the four of us came to the wrong place today.”
“That’s right, I really can’t understand how a small Mahayana cultivator got the courage to threaten the four saints like us.” The saint of the Shenfu Lingzong snorted.
“Hahaha…” Yang Yiyun suddenly laughed wildly and said, “Courage… Today I will show you guys what I, a small Mahayana cultivator, rely on for my courage…”
Yang Yiyun nodded to a big demon beside him, actually asking the big demon to notify the little phoenix to come.
The next moment, a long cry resounded through the sky: “Chi…”
Everyone looked up and saw a big bird with a majestic aura and burning flames coming from the distant mountains.
“Is it… the divine bird phoenix…” Miaoxian couldn’t help but exclaimed.
“Hiss…”
Many people gasped, it was indeed the legendary divine bird phoenix.
Then the huge phoenix flew to the east of the main hall square and landed on a towering tree.
When the divine bird phoenix landed on the tree, the towering tree suddenly burst into a colorful light, shining under the sun, and the rosy clouds were thousands of feet high and sacred.
The Saint Lord of Daozhong said in a lost voice: “It is the real sacred tree Wutong…”
Everyone was shocked. They didn’t expect that Yunmen actually had a sacred bird Phoenix. It was a real sacred tree and a sacred bird Phoenix.
“Ah…”
Then there was another long roar. At this moment, everyone turned their heads and found that a sacred beast shrouded in rosy clouds appeared in the main hall of Yunmen. It was the Qilin sacred beast.
“Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah…”
Another dragon roar resounded through the sky, sounding from the far west.
Everyone turned their heads and saw a golden light shining in the western sky. A hundred-foot golden dragon soared into the sky and appeared above the sky. Then, one after another, colorful real dragons appeared in the sky, surrounding the golden dragon and making dragon roars… There
were thirteen real dragons, and the dragon’s might was overwhelming. The breath enveloped the whole scene. The dragon roar shocked the soul, which was really scary.
In an instant, the three legendary sacred beasts appeared, and the entire Yunmen fairyland was full of rosy clouds and auspiciousness.
The four great saints who had grudges against Yang Yiyun had cold sweat on their foreheads.
(End of this chapter)
