I am a boss in the world of nine uncles

Chapter 1422: Disciple, I’m waiting for you to show me the glory!
Apart from his wisdom, Yu Ding is actually very self-aware.

He knew that he was not outstanding among the second-generation disciples, and he was also very clear that he was able to rank among the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun only because he was raised by Yuanshi Tianzun and was more favored.

Because of this, he seldom comes to Yuxu Palace to show off; under normal circumstances, he does not put on airs in front of his disciples. For nearly three thousand years, he has been wandering in the human world, eating, drinking and having fun, not causing trouble for anyone, and not occupying the resources of the Holy Church.

It’s already like this, isn’t it okay?
He has the honorable title of Kunlun Golden Immortal, but is that so unpleasant to him?
"Brother Yu Ding, I suggest you not to attend this meeting of disciples of the three religions."

Puxian Zhenren said: "Everyone knows that saints value their reputation the most. Only if you stay here can they find a way to achieve their wish without hurting the saint's reputation.

If you are not here, the probability of them succeeding will be reduced to the lowest level. If the attempt is rejected by the Master, I will not dare to mention it again. "

Out of consideration for Yu Ding's reputation, he spoke very subtly.

To put it bluntly, Yu Ding is equivalent to a target. If he is left on the mountain, those who want to shoot arrows will naturally find ways to shoot arrows at him.

But if he wasn't here, the risk of shooting in the air would be enough to scare off a group of people.

Yu Ding understood the meaning and his body trembled slightly.

Dodging does work.

But since I was already here, I was scared away by this incident, which would be enough to make others laugh at me.

At this moment, a hand suddenly rested on his trembling shoulder.

Yu Ding looked back with a serious face, only to see his apprentice looking at him seriously.

"Master, I want to make some noise."

Yu Ding was slightly startled, and subconsciously asked: "What's the noise?"

Qin Yao lowered his head and smiled: "During the saint's preaching, it condensed into a ground flower, and the three flowers were reflected."

Yu Ding was stunned.

Manjusri and Samantabhadra looked at the young man in surprise.

What is he saying?
Condensed into a ground flower, three flowers reflected?
Later, they discovered that the realm strength of Yu Ding's disciple seemed a little unusual...

"Aren't you worried..." Yu Ding hesitated.

"If that's all, it's okay." Qin Yao said.

"It's better not to be in the spotlight." A hint of hesitation appeared on Yu Ding's face.

"If you keep a low profile, there will always be people who want to step on you." Qin Yao said dimly, "Isn't their slogan that the competent take the throne? There is a disciple at the peak of the Heavenly Immortal Realm. Who can say that you are not competent?"

Seeing that Yu Ding was about to refuse, Qin Yao continued: "You are the face of our lineage, Master."

"Face~" Yu Ding took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, looked directly at Qin Yao and said, "Can you determine the breakthrough time?"

"After listening to the three saints' sermons, I am 90% sure." Qin Yao said relatively conservatively.

It was just condensing into a ground flower and the three flowers reflecting each other. It was not a one-step process for the three flowers to gather at the top of the head and instantly become a Daluo celestial being. In fact, he was 100% sure of it.

But I can't say for sure, so I only said 90%.

But even so, it was enough to shock the others in the courtyard.

The main thing is that this nephew in front of me is a little too young...

Yu Ding stared at Qin Yao's cheek and suddenly laughed: "Disciple, I'm waiting for you to show me off."

He had never starred in any large-scale event. This was his first time, and perhaps, it would be his last time.

……

"Senior Brother Yu Ding's disciple is very interesting."

After saying goodbye and leaving, the two immortals walked in front of the two disciples, and Manjusri suddenly said.

Puxian nodded slightly: "I'm afraid his background is not ordinary."

"But he is a filial person." Manjusri smiled.

Puxian smiled and said, "Yes! A filial disciple can never be too bad."

At this point, he suddenly turned his head to look at Shuang Zha behind him and joked: "The role model has appeared. Wenshu and I are also looking forward to the day when we can be proud of you."

Shuang Zha suddenly felt under tremendous pressure.

They haven't even achieved immortality yet, isn't this expectation too high?

Because he was holding back on making a big splash, Yu Ding's courtyard suddenly became quiet.

Neither Yu Ding nor Qin Yao took a step out of the courtyard until late at night on September 8th.

It was not until the ninth day of September that Yu Ding took Qin Yao and Nezha out at dawn, joined the crowd coming from all directions, and slowly walked towards the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

But when they arrived at the main hall gate, there were not many people around them. Nezha looked back and saw that from the threshold of Yuxu Palace to the end of his sight, there were densely packed Xuan cultivators sitting cross-legged on both sides of the aisle in the middle.

Continuing to look forward, he saw that the stone steps were also filled with people. Even the foot of the mountain was crowded with people. The countless heads made him dizzy.

"What are you looking at? Come in quickly." Suddenly, Yu Ding patted him on the back with a fan and said softly.

"Okay." Nezha responded quickly.

After entering, Qin Yao glanced around and saw that the entire hall was divided into three sections, with the ground higher than the previous section from the outside to the inside.

The outermost area has four rows of yellow cushions, nine in each row, for a total of thirty-six seats.

In the middle area there are four rows of golden cushions, six in each row, for a total of twenty-four seats. Their grade is obviously higher than the yellow cushions.

As for the innermost area, there were only three jade platforms, each of which emitted a bright divine light, showing that it was extraordinary.

"You and Yiyi find a seat, preferably a little forward."

Master Yu Ding turned around and gave Qin Yao an instruction, then walked through the third area, came to the second area, found a place to sit down.

Qin Yao immediately brought Nezha to the first row of the third area, occupied two relatively central seats, and sat down.

Soon, more and more disciples from the three religions came to Yuxu Palace, and the first row was soon filled with people.

Some third-generation disciples who arrived late were unwilling to be inferior to others, so they began to search quickly, looking for faces they did not recognize in the first row.

Soon, several groups of people set their sights on Qin Yao and Nezha. A short, pale-faced man with shifty eyes took the lead, came behind the two brothers, and put his hand on Qin Yao's shoulder.

The two brothers looked back at the same time, and Qin Yao said indifferently: "What's the matter?"

"Brother, I am Tuxingsun, the eldest disciple of the great immortal Juliusun. You are sitting in my seat." The dwarf said with a smile, slowly retracting his hand, looking very kind and polite.

Qin Yao raised his eyebrows and said, "I haven't heard that the futons here have fixed positions!"

"I sat here last time." Tuxingsun said.

Qin Yao laughed: "Since you sat here last time, this seat belongs to you?"

"Brother, don't be so harsh. Which uncle or senior fellow brought you in?" Tuxingsun asked tentatively.

Although he is fast, he is not stupid.

If the other party was of great importance, such as the new disciple brought by Master Xuandu, then he would definitely give him some face... At the same time, some other people who coveted this position also pricked up their ears, or even looked directly at them.

Qin Yao smiled and said, "I am the eldest disciple of Jade Ding Zhenren - Qin Yao."

"Master Yu Ding?"

Tu Xingsun raised his eyebrows slightly, then smiled and said, "So you are close fellow apprentices, but brother, please sit back for a while. Jade Ding Zhenren can't support you grabbing a seat, right?"

"You are such an annoying person." Nezha got angry and shouted loudly.

Tu Xingsun's face darkened, but he suppressed his anger and asked, "Who brought you in?"

At this time, the second-generation disciples of the three religions who were chatting and laughing in front also noticed the dispute here, but no one stepped forward to intervene.

After all, no one can afford to be bullied by the weak.

"Brother, why does this girl look familiar to me?" In the corner, the Third Prince of Jinwu, who was an auditor, turned his head and said to the First Prince.

The eldest prince also felt that the girl looked familiar, but he could not remember where he had seen her before, so he said, "Today there are too many people coming to Kunlun Mountain, maybe she had glanced at her before."

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The Third Prince thought about it and felt that this made sense, so he stopped worrying about it...

"I am Qin Yiyi, a disciple of Master Cihang!" Nezha said with his head held high.

Tuxingsun: “…”

He didn't care about Jade Ding Zhenren, but he dared not care about Cihang Taoist.

After all, there is only one female Taoist immortal among the Twelve Golden Immortals, and she did not rely on the favor of her master to rise to the position. This is very telling.

After a long silence, he exhaled softly: "Well, for the sake of Master Cihang, I will give up this seat, I will give it up!"

After saying that, he turned around and found that the second and third rows were also full, so he had to sit in the fourth row.

Seeing that he had retreated, the other disciples of the three religions who had been eager to try calmed down and hurriedly sat down while there were still seats around.

In a blink of an eye, the thirty-six cushions on the outermost side were filled with people. But at this moment, a fairy wearing a golden crown and a red dress, like a proud peacock, stepped into the hall and instantly attracted everyone's attention.

"Sister Fire Spirit."

In the second row, a man in a blue robe and carrying a white sword stood up suddenly and shouted loudly.

Huo Ling nodded at the other party, glanced at the third area which was full of people, and sighed: "It seems that I am late..."

The man in blue licked his lips, glanced at the first row, and finally walked quickly to Qin Yao, bowed and said: "Hello, Taoist friend, I am Chen Jiugong, a disciple of Zhao Gongming from Luofu Cave in Mount Emei."

Qin Yao: "..."

Damn, what kind of fate is this?
Chen Jiugong is also a famous figure in the Fengshen series, and he is a fellow apprentice of Yao Shaosi.

The two brothers followed Zhao Gongming down the mountain to help the Shang Dynasty destroy the Zhou Dynasty, but they were killed by Yang Jian and Nezha...

"Fellow Daoist?" Seeing the man surnamed Qin staring at him, Chen Jiugong called softly.

Qin Yao suddenly came back to his senses and coughed dryly, "What?"

Chen Jiugong bowed deeply, and said humbly: "How about you give up your seat for my sister? I will be grateful."

There is nothing wrong with this attitude, but there is something wrong with the matter itself!
"There are nine people in the first row, why did you choose me to sit?" Qin Yao asked knowingly.

Chen Jiugong: “…”

He really didn't want to say anything too harsh.

why?
Why else?
Because your master is a waste!
After practicing for thousands of years, he is still not even a celestial being. This is unique among the second generation disciples of the orthodox teaching... no, among the three teachings.

"Hey, my brother is asking you, why did you choose him as your seat?" Nezha asked with his eyes wide open, pinching his waist.

In the corner, the big golden crow slowly narrowed its eyes.

This expression, this movement, looks so familiar!

Chen Jiugong let out a long breath, trying to maintain a smile and said, "It's just a seat..."

"It's just a seat, why don't you give it up?" Nezha interrupted directly.

Chen Jiugong said: "If I were sitting in his seat, I would definitely give it up."

Nezha: "Pah."

Chen Jiugong: “…”

The immortals: "..."

Among the second generation disciples, Taiyi Zhenren's heart trembled, he closed his eyes silently, and muttered in his heart: "This is Cihang's disciple, this is Cihang's disciple, it has nothing to do with me."

"You kid... you are so disrespectful!" After a moment, Chen Jiugong shouted angrily.

"Shameless." Nezha stood upright in front of the cushion like a sharp sword.

The sword energy was so powerful that it instantly cut Chen Jiugong all over his body, but now he could not and dared not turn against him.

This is a meeting of disciples from the three religions. Not to mention the Three Pure Ones, there is also a group of second-generation bigwigs in the hall. How can we allow him to act so presumptuous here?

"Fire Spirit, come to my side." At this time, a middle-aged Taoist priest in a purple robe called out from the middle area.

"Yes, Master."

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit nodded to Chen Jiugong, then looked deeply at Qin Yao and Nezha, and crossed from the third area to the second area.

She was the only one among the three religions who crossed regions, but in the second area, no second-generation disciples raised any objection to this.

Looking at this scene, a complex emotion suddenly appeared on Qin Yao's face.

The concept of stance is really mysterious.

It deals a heavy blow to so-called good and evil and becomes a measure of good and evil.

To borrow a phrase from Zhao Ruilong: Where do so many corrupt elements come from? To put it bluntly, isn't it just your infighting?

If we put this into reality, there wouldn't be so many vicious bad guys. To put it bluntly, isn't it just an internal fight between Chan and Jie?
He stood on the standpoint of Jiejiao and looked at the entire Chanjiao. He didn't say that all of them were bad people, but at least most of them were bad.

But when he stood on the standpoint of the orthodox teaching, he looked at the evil teaching in the same way.

One might even feel that what Yuanshi Tianzun said to the disciples of Jiejiao was not without reason...

Having said that, what is certain is that he has a grudge against Chen Jiugong, but he doesn't know what the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit will think of him.

If she had been a little more petty, she would have probably been holding a grudge against him by now.

And judging from the original novel of Investiture of the Gods, this woman is really narrow-minded. She can be said to be one of the key figures who triggered the all-out war between Chan and Jie!

"Brother, the atmosphere of these three religions is so bad."

After sitting down again, Nezha sent a message to Qin Yao: "The sermon hasn't even started yet, and they're almost going to fight."

"Don't worry, there won't be a fight. Those second-generation disciples in front are not for show." Qin Yao responded secretly: "However, there should be a lot of intrigue between them. Well, it really fits the saying, where there are people, there is the world of martial arts!"