My Senior Brother is Too Steady Chapter 564

On the back of the Golden Roc, in his sleeve, Li Changshou's main body, which was hiding, touched his forehead silently.

He looked at Yang Jian, who was filled with killing intent, and sighed softly. He seemed to have missed something good because he was stable and did not want to destroy his Connate Dao Body.

He could not think that way.

Firstly, it was unlikely that the Heavenly Dao would allow him to obtain the Divine Eye that could see through everything. The Heavenly Eyes would vary. Just like Saints, there were differences in strength.

If his Great Dao of Equalization was combined with Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye, which could see the essence of the Heavenly Dao…

What would probably follow would be a destructive Heavenly Punishment. The Dao Ancestor would appear directly and laugh while saying, “I was wrong. I was wrong. This child is actually an otherworldly demon!”

Secondly, the Heavenly Dao had secretly marked the prices of the benefits obtained by living beings in the Primordial World. After obtaining this Heavenly Eye, he had already established a direct connection with the Heavenly Dao.

In the future, Yang Jian was destined to work for the Heavenly Dao and become the future Battle God of the Heavenly Courts…

Yes, whether he could change the external image of the Heavenly Courts' ministers or not would depend on how much Yang Jian could smash the spiritual mountain today!

Li Changshou dispelled his distracting thoughts and focused on dealing with it. He observed the actions of the old Daoists on the spiritual mountain. The Golden Roc was already hovering in the sky and flying in front of the spiritual mountain.

Today, he would be Yang Jian's backer.

To be precise, he was representing the Heavenly Courts to be Yang Jian's backer.

Why did Li Changshou have to use the paper effigy?

Actually, he had the intention to protect himself. He gave the other party the illusion that he was just a paper effigy and that it would be useless even if he fought him.

Yang Jian activated his Heavenly Eye, closed his eyes, and held his spear forward.

The experts of the Western Sect frowned. At that moment, they were more or less frightened by Yang Jian's Heavenly Eye…

However, most of the old Daoists present had the strength to fight Yang Jian. Although Yang Jian had opened his Heavenly Eye, he had yet to completely absorb the essence blood of the Ancestral Magus Di Jiang. Although his combat strength was strong, he was still far from being a Zenith Heaven Golden Immortal.

Among the old Daoists present, even if there were no core disciples like Ksitigarbha, Maitreya, and Void Bodhi, there were still many who could defeat Yang Jian.

At that moment, they were only afraid of the Golden Roc behind Yang Jian and the old man sitting on the Golden Roc.

Lord Taibai Jinxing.

“Lord Taibai Jinxing, what do you mean?”

An old Daoist priest seemed to be unable to hold it in. He took a step back and hid in the crowd. He pointed at Li Changshou and scolded, “Does Lord Taibai Jinxing think that the disciples of the Western Sect don't have any temper? You have come to the spiritual mountain to humiliate us time and time again. We thought that you were the one who was in charge of the tribulation and gave in. Now, you actually protected the Jade Emperor's nephew and came to destroy, burn, and snatch. You are trying to slander the reputation of the spiritual mountain! Hmph! It's… too much!”

Li Changshou remained silent and looked down at Yang Jian, who was closing in on him.

The old Daoists looked at each other and immediately afterwards, someone took half a step forward. Ten thousand golden rays condensed in his palm and he struck Yang Jian.

As his sleeve fluttered, Yang Jian's figure was immediately blocked.

The old Daoist priest who attacked said coldly, “Stop. Don't act atrociously here just because your identity is complicated! Who are your father and brother?”

Yang Jian pursed his lips tightly and slowly raised the spear in his hand. The golden wall of light in front of him began to flicker and crack.

“My father is Yang Tianyou, my mother is Yun Hua, and my brother is Yang Jiao!”

“What does Fairy Yun Hua's matter have to do with my spiritual mountain?”

Yang Jian took a step forward and the golden light in front of him exploded.

However, he did not have time to charge forward and attack. Several golden rays suddenly flew over from both sides and turned into ropes that wrapped around Yang Jian, temporarily binding him to the ground.

Although Yang Jian wanted to dodge, he was too late.

Li Changshou sighed in his heart…

Although Yang Jian was handsome after activating the Heavenly Eye, his strength was still not comparable to the second generation of the great sects. In order to achieve the strength to kill the old Daoists of the Western Sect in front of him, Yang Jian still needed to cultivate in peace and advance the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to another level. He needed to cultivate more battle techniques to make up for the shortcomings of his main body cultivation.

Otherwise, he could only be a human sandbag with overly high defense.

After seeing that Yang Jian was restrained from afar, General Dongmu immediately sent a voice transmission to a few generals. He led 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to rush towards the spiritual mountain. They were not too far away and had already attracted the attention of everyone.

At that moment, the old Daoists of the spiritual mountain had restrained Yang Jian. They did not dare to hurt Yang Jian recklessly. For a moment, they did not move and were extremely depressed.

The Heavenly Courts and Chan School were not to be trifled with.

Lord Taibai Jinxing could not be counted, so the core disciples did not move.

However, Yang Jian did not have any qualms about leaving alive.

He kept struggling. As he struggled, he experienced the power he had just obtained. Seven-colored light surged around him, and the immortal ropes began to loosen.

However, the old Daoists on the spiritual mountain still did not take Yang Jian seriously.

An old Daoist priest looked puzzled and scolded, “Fairy Yun Hua was originally captured by the Heavenly Courts. Yang Tianyou died in the hands of the Heavenly Courts. What did our spiritual mountain do?”

A middle-aged female Daoist stood out from the corner and looked at Li Changshou in the sky with grief and indignation.

“Yes, my spiritual mountain has done many inappropriate things in the past. Li Changgeng, you have been targeting me in all kinds of ways. You have borne a lot of infamy!

However, he could not blame all the crimes on the Western Sect!

The Three Realms know that Lord Taibai Jinxing wants to use our bodies and souls to fill the Great Tribulation Luck. However, at the very least, you should use some brilliant schemes. Those methods are really too dirty!

The actions of the Western Sect are half as black-hearted as you, Lord Taibai Jinxing.”

Li Changshou said slowly, “Have I killed the innocent? Have I used unscrupulous means to achieve something? Or did I use some shady methods?”

The middle-aged female immortal was speechless. She snorted coldly. “Who knows? Who knows?”

“Heavenly Dao.”

The female immortal frowned slightly.

An old Daoist priest with a thin face could not hold it in any longer. He immediately rushed forward and pointed at Li Changshou.

“Water God Li Changgeng! Today, I will swear on the Heavenly Dao that if the death of Brother Yang Jian's father is directly related to the Western Sect, please punish me by the Heavenly Dao! I am willing to accept the punishment!”

Crack!

As soon as the old Daoist priest finished speaking, the world within a five-thousand-kilometer radius suddenly darkened. A purple-red bolt of lightning came from the sky and instantly engulfed the old Daoist priest!

He could not allow anyone to escape!

Arcs of lightning splattered in all directions, causing the old Daoists of the spiritual mountain to retreat.

The Heavenly Punishment!

Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!

When the Heavenly Punishment disappeared, the old Daoist priest who had been struck fell to the ground and could not get up. His breathing was weak, and his injuries were neither light nor heavy. Just as he wanted to get up, a cold light suddenly flashed by his side…

Li Changshou's eyebrows twitched. The old Daoists on the spiritual mountain were shocked, and their eyes were filled with disbelief.

Three blades were unsheathed, and a charred head was thrown into the air.

Yang Jian, who had unknowingly broken free, took half a step forward. The Heavenly Eye on his forehead opened, and a purple-gold beam of light shot out from it. It easily pierced through the Essence Soul hiding in the head and shattered it…

The spiritual mountain instantly fell silent.

K-kill?

He killed a disciple of a Saint in the Saint's Daoist Sect?

This!

Is there a Saint? Is there a Saint Technique?!

“Yang Jian! You deserve to die!”

An old Daoist priest shouted angrily while a few old Daoists flew towards Yang Jian furiously.

Li Changshou sighed and moved slowly. He first pointed at Yang Jian from afar. The image of the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda appeared above Yang Jian's head and scattered some Mysterious Yellow aura.

Another flag disappeared in Li Changshou's sleeve. It broke through the universe and appeared behind Yang Jian. Flames curled around it, causing the treasures and mystical abilities that flew over to dissipate!

The top-grade Connate numinous treasure of Ren School, the Floating Flame Flag!

Yang Jian's figure was protected by the flames emitted by the flag. He used the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and pounced towards the group of old Daoists like a ferocious tiger.

That scene made many mighty figures who were watching the place have strange looks in their eyes.

It was fine if he cursed a few times on the spiritual mountain, but he directly killed the disciples of the Saint…

On the Golden Roc's back, Li Changshou felt the Golden Roc's eagerness and shook his head secretly.

Go ahead and fight.

At most, he could trick Chan School into starting a war with the Western Sect in advance. The Dao Sect could also eliminate many hidden dangers.

Looking at Yang Jian, who had obtained the protection of the treasure flag, he was like a fish in water and extremely ferocious. He chased after the group of old Daoists whose cultivation levels were not low.

With the sharpness of the three pointed, double-edged spear in his hand, he chased the old Daoists all over the mountain.

The old Daoists tried to use the array formation to stop Yang Jian, but they realized that the treasure flag was impenetrable.

They tried to join forces to suppress Yang Jian with their great Dharma powers, but Yang Jian's figure flickered rapidly. A Yin-Yang Qi surrounded him, causing his speed to increase exponentially. He was as fast as an illusion, and the old Daoists were unable to react.

Yang Jian waved the spear in his hand and slashed fiercely. His eyes were filled with ferociousness. He wanted to kill another person and pay for his father and eldest brother's lives!

“Who will fight!?!”

Yang Jian roared loudly, but the group of old Daoists stopped.

If you have the ability, pluck the Floating Flame Flag and fight again!

The figures who had the ability to suppress the flag were only hiding in the dark. They frowned and watched the scene, waiting for the moment they heard the Saint's voice transmission.

The treasure flag only displayed its might on its own. It was not activated by Yang Jian. It had many weaknesses.

In such a situation, it was really not appropriate for the Saint to go directly.

As long as they appeared, they would be targeted by Taibai Jinxing.

The old Daoist priest who had just been killed used his life to prove two things…

Firstly, he could not make a Heavenly Dao oath casually. That thing could kill him!

Secondly, the tragedy of the Yang Family was really caused by the Western Sect. The old Daoist priest clearly did not receive any news and was too confident.

He had to admit that the old Daoist priest had made a bet.

Then, if he lost the bet and lost his life, he might become the fuse for the battle between the sects.

As the saying goes, the old Daoist priest can run, but not for long.

Yang Jian carried the treasure flag and rushed around. Although he only injured a few old Daoists, he smashed all the buildings and spiritual ponds into pieces.

The spiritual mountain was the Dao field of the two Saints. Normally, the mountain-protecting array formations were not activated, let alone the protective array formations of various buildings.

Regarding that, Li Changshou could only thank the old Daoist priest who had sacrificed his life to stab him in the back and gave Yang Jian a reason to smash the mountain.

This situation…

It looked much better than when Li Changshou had come to destroy the sect.

Streams of light flew over from the sky. This time, it was someone from the Dao Sect who was not too familiar with Li Changshou.

The stream of light that arrived first appeared outside the mountain gate of the spiritual mountain. He frowned and looked at the chaotic situation inside.

He had a middle-aged face and was dressed in a neat gray Daoist robe. He was none other than one of the twelve Golden Immortals and the immortal leader of Chan School, Guang Chengzi!

As soon as Guang Chengzi arrived, Chi Jingzi, Perfected Huang Long, and Perfected Taiyi appeared one after another. A few others of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chan School rushed over on the way. Yun Zhongzi and Golden Immortal Fu De arrived later.

When Perfected Huang Long saw Yang Jian's figure, he was first inexplicably excited.

The third generation disciples of Chan School had become promising!

However, following that, Perfected Huang Long saw the spear and flag and silently cried.

That was all.

Li Changshou got off the Golden Roc and landed on a cloud. The Golden Roc transformed into a human and held the God-Slaying Spear in his hand as he followed closely behind. He was prepared to shield his teacher at all times.

“Senior Brothers, greetings.”

“Changgeng, what happened?”

Guang Chengzi frowned and asked, his eyes filled with urgency. “Why did Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian go crazy on the spiritual mountain?”

Madness…

Li Changshou sighed in his heart. He naturally understood that Chan School did not want to blow things up.

Whether it was to avoid trouble or not to completely fall out with the Western Sect, Guang Chengzi and the others had come here to stop Yang Jian and not to support him.

That was within Li Changshou's consideration.

Li Changshou said seriously, “Yang Jian came to avenge his blood feud. The Western Sect has just acknowledged this matter. A ninth-stage Golden Immortal expert died.”

Guang Chengzi sent a voice transmission. “Is there a way to make Yang Jian stop? If we alarm the Saint later, wouldn't Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian be in danger?”

“Senior Brother, don't be anxious. I think the Uncle-Master of the Western Sect will not be able to sit still.”

“Well?”

Guang Chengzi was about to say something when golden light suddenly shone on the spiritual mountain. An invisible force smashed onto Yang Jian, sending him and the Floating Flame Flag flying far away.

Even with the protection of the Floating Flame Flag and the partial protection of the Mysterious Yellow Pagoda, Yang Jian could not help but spit out a mouthful of blood when he flew backward. After landing, he rolled hundreds of feet and happened to land in front of Guang Chengzi.

A soft sigh came from the mountain.

“For the sake of Senior Brother Primordial Beginning, I won't argue with such a child today.”

Sixth Saint, Zhun Ti!

Guang Chengzi was about to move forward…

“Come out!”

Yang Jian shouted while lying on the ground. However, he had already crawled up. He knelt on one knee and wiped off his blood. He held his spear and the vertical eye on his forehead was brewing with purple-gold light.

“You do it!”

“Yang Jian!”

Guang Chengzi frowned and shouted, “Stop fooling around. Go back to the Jade Void Palace!”

Yang Jian paused and his back trembled slightly.

Chi Jingzi persuaded, “Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, you have to consider this matter carefully. Today, you destroyed many halls and killed a longevity immortal. In any case, this is the Saint's Dao ground. If the disciples of the Saints do not respect the Saints, wouldn't we be mocked by the living beings of the Three Realms?”

Yang Jian's hand, which was holding onto his spear, was trembling. His arm was tensed up as he gritted his teeth and glared at the ruins in front of him and the scattered figures.

Why…

Tap.

A palm suddenly patted Yang Jian's shoulder, causing Yang Jian, who had almost developed a mental demon, to subconsciously turn to look at his side. It was Perfected Taiyi, who was smiling at him.

“I'm done.”

Perfected Taiyi's smile was rare and warm. His eyes were filled with emotions. “Your master is behind and doesn't dare to appear. He's afraid that he will smash the spiritual mountain with you after he appears. Things will go out of control. Leave the rest to me, Uncle-Master. By the way, your father should not be dead… I remember that Yang Tianyou had once studied in an academy together with the Jade Emperor during the mortal world tribulation. He was considered an in-name disciple of an old immortal of the Heavenly Courts. It's not convenient for me to evaluate this old immortal's other abilities. He is even more scheming when it comes to plotting against others. However, he has always been thorough and is not a vicious god. Why don't you ask him if your father's soul has really dissipated?”

Yang Jian was stunned. He looked at the obedient “old immortal” beside the immortal of Chan School.

“Really…”

Li Changshou sighed and said slowly, “Consider it compensation for the path of cultivation that I had previously arranged for you. Unfortunately, he only protected one in the end. Yang Jiao was indeed gone. However, I'm not being serious. I only taught your father some math skills and how to become an outstanding mortal businessman.”

Yang Jian's expression was extremely complicated. He lowered his head and took a deep breath. He remained silent.

Perfected Taiyi slowly walked forward and walked ten feet. He looked at the smoke and dust everywhere on the spiritual mountain and put his hands in his sleeves. A faint smile appeared on his lips.

He, the Grand Unity Immortal, was going to decide the situation today!

He could speak freely and breathe freely!

≈He muttered softly, “Why don't you dare to show your face today? Could it be that the Saint has attacked mortals? That can't be? How is that possible?”

There was silence.

Suddenly, he heard the sound of Dharma treasures whistling. Before Perfected Taiyi could turn his head, he was instantly sucked into Guang Chengzi's sleeve.

At that moment, drums sounded in the sky. The black cloud rushed 500 kilometers away from the spiritual mountain before stopping. General Dongmu led hundreds of Heavenly Soldiers and more than ten Heavenly Generals and rushed over with a decree.

“Yang Jian, accept the decree!”

Yang Jian was clearly stunned. Li Changshou chuckled and took a few steps back.

As General Dongmu spread out the decree and began to recite it loudly, a golden light landed on Yang Jian…

Yang Jian's ears buzzed continuously. He basically did not hear much. He only heard the words 'Perfected Lord Qing Yuan'. There were many rewards and military power.

However… what was the point?

Yang Jian, who was supposed to look up at the sky, lowered his head in the golden light. He looked at his trembling palm and clenched his hand weakly. He had exhausted his physical strength consecutively. At that moment, he could not hold anything.

So what if they were immortals of the Heavenly Courts?

So what if he was a disciple of Chan School?

Is everything that exists in this world really right?

The six Saints were high and mighty. The Heavenly Courts were high and mighty. The Saint's great sects were high and mighty. They guided the lives of living beings.

If living beings did not obey, they would turn into ashes.

If the living beings did not do well, they would be destroyed.

He was the same.

For example, if it were anyone else, they would be able to reach their current position.

Apart from Yang Jian's name, what else did he have?

It was fine if he did not want the rewards from the Heavenly Courts. He would fetch his mother back and live in seclusion outside the Jade Spring Mountain. He would spend the rest of his life filial piety to his mother to repay her master's kindness.

“There's no need…”

“It's best if you accept the decree.” Li Changshou sent a voice transmission. “That way, you can cover up the crime of your mother descending to the mortal world and give your mother a way out.”

Yang Jian looked up at Li Changshou with lightning-like eyes.

Li Changshou's aura was stable, and his smile was peaceful. He looked at Yang Jian calmly.

In the end, Yang Jian closed his eyes and took a step back. He raised his left hand towards the sky and held the decree in his hand.

He was enlightened. A flag appeared behind him.

The position of the fourth-rank righteous god of the Heavenly Courts.

Ridiculous.

“From today onwards,” Yang Jian looked at General Dongmu in the sky. His eyes surged with divine light again, and his voice spread throughout the world. “Yang Jian will only respect the Heavenly Courts' orders and not listen to the Heavenly Emperor's orders.”

General Dongmu and generals frowned.

The corners of Li Changshou's mouth twitched slightly. Although he had expected that, he was still a little depressed.

He had to deceive and polish his successor.

It was none other than…

Yun Hua descended to the mortal world to obtain children. The Western Saints schemed.

Tai Bai secretly took advantage of the situation and taught Yu Ding the Mysterious Technique of taking in disciples.

The bitter days of cultivation finally came to an end. After the battle, the Heaven Gate Battle Spirit Mountain was over.

The Jade Emperor had issued a decree and bestowed a divine name. In the end, he did not listen to the orders!

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