Soul Ferry: My master is Uncle Jiu

Chapter 332 Secret
After obtaining the art of calling the wind and rain from Feng Bo and Yu Shi, An Yan took a look at it, confirmed that there was no problem, and then put it away.

"My lord, look, it's raining. Can we leave now?" Lei Gong asked humbly. He didn't want to stay here for even a quarter of an hour.

Also, the look in Feng Bo and Yu Shi's eyes made him a little scared, so it would be better for him to leave early.

An Yan glanced at the four people and waved his hand: "Let's go, there's nothing for you to do now."

"Thank you, Immortal!"

"Thank you, Immortal!"

Hearing that they could leave, the four people felt like they were reborn. After expressing their gratitude, they rushed to run, especially Lei Gong, who ran the fastest.

There was nothing he could do. There were two mad dogs chasing him from behind. He would be in trouble if they caught up with him.

An Yan knew that the root of the problem did not lie with the four people, so he did not make things difficult for them. The real problem lay with the Emperor of Heaven.

Then he took out the imperial edict and opened it directly.

The above content was exactly what he expected, portraying him as a cultist and making him an object of condemnation for all the people in the world.

When he realized that the mastermind behind this was the Emperor of Heaven, his expression became solemn.

The dignified Emperor of Heaven is not like the four useless guys, Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder God and Lightning Goddess. He might even be a being at the level of Golden Immortal.

However, An Yan quickly overturned this speculation.

If the Emperor of Heaven really practiced the skills recorded on the black stone, then his three flowers must have split apart along with his soul. Without the three flowers gathered at the top, he could definitely not be a Golden Immortal.

Of course, this is just his guess.

Just in case, An Yan felt that he should shake the ancestor down to help.

Besides, he is now fighting for the Maoshan Sect and has shed blood for it, so it is reasonable for him to seek help.

You can't just let the horse run without letting it eat grass.

Thinking of this, An Yan immediately descended from the clouds.

At this moment, Zhuge Liang looked at the leader of the Maoshan Sect who looked like a banished immortal in the sky, with a wry smile on his face. He no longer tried to stop Ning Caichen, and allowed Ning Caichen to lead the ministers to come forward to welcome him.

Because he knew that as long as the person in front of him was there, the other party could help Ning Caichen ascend to the throne, and naturally could also easily help him dethrone.

As for those other small sects, they were so scared that they knelt down and kowtowed, fearing that the Maoshan Sect would hold them accountable later.

An Yan was too lazy to pay attention to these little Karamis. After sending a message to Yan Chixia to let him handle the follow-up situation, he disappeared.

When he appeared again, he was already at his residence in the capital.

This place has been designated as the property of the Maoshan Sect, and an office will be opened here in the future.

However, due to the ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven, there is no disciple here at the moment.

So An Yan had to do it himself, prepare the items needed to invite the gods, and then invite the ancestors.

Because it is not about inviting gods to possess the body, but inviting the ancestors to come in person, so the things to be prepared are slightly different.

Soon, everything was ready.

An Yan took out three incense sticks and with a wave of his hand, the three incense sticks spontaneously ignited. The unique smell of incense smoke floated up and lingered on the portrait of the ancestor.

"I am An Yan, a disciple of Maoshan. I am facing a crisis that threatens the survival of my sect. I would like to ask the Grandmaster to come down to earth to help me. I also ask the Grandmaster to lend me a helping hand!"

An Yan bowed three times, then inserted three incense sticks into the incense burner and waited for the ancestor to arrive.

About three breaths later, a figure in a simple Taoist robe appeared. It was Mao Ying, the Great Mao Lord.

Seeing the Grandmaster appear, An Yan immediately put on a bitter face and went up to him, "Grandmaster, you must help me this time, otherwise your proud disciple will beat me to death."

Emperor of Heaven: You destroyed my two clones, and you are just sitting here?

Mao Ying raised her eyebrows and immediately glared at him, "How dare that evildoer to touch even the people of Maoshan?"

"It's the Emperor of Heaven!"

"Emperor of Heaven?" Hearing the word "Emperor of Heaven", Mao Ying's legs suddenly weakened, and she subconsciously held An Yan, "You traitor, you dare to offend the Emperor of Heaven?"

Seeing the Grandmaster's expression as if he was about to faint, An Yan knew that the Grandmaster had misunderstood, and quickly explained: "Grandmaster, please don't faint. It's not the Heavenly Emperor from your side, but the Heavenly Emperor from the world I am in."

When Mao Ying heard that it was the Emperor of Heaven in this world, she straightened her back instantly, patted An Yan's head unhappily and said, "Speak more clearly next time. Don't you know that I'm old and can't help being scared?"

"Oh!"

What else could An Yan say about this? He could only sigh in grievance.

After knowing that it was not the Heavenly Emperor in his cognition, Mao Ying said with disdain: "Anyone dares to call himself the Heavenly Emperor. It is really a crime to be ungrateful."

Hearing this, An Yan asked a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.

"Grandmaster, I have a question. I don't know if I should ask it."

"Just ask."

"Since the Heavenly Emperor of this world is not the Heavenly Emperor of your world, then why did you react so strongly when I asked Dong Qing to worship you?"

"Dongqing is the one who sealed Chiyou."

An Yan asked directly.

"Well, because that is the real thing." Mao Ying took a look at An Yan's current cultivation level and felt that she should tell him some things.

"After Chi You died, he was split into five by Huang Di, and your friend's soul is exactly one-fifth of Chi You's soul. It's just that because the soul is incomplete, he can't remember his true self."

"Besides, you should be careful in that world. It is a world controlled by the Queen Mother of the West. If you offend the Queen Mother of the West, you will be on your own."

Mao Ying, who knew his disciple's ability to cause trouble, decided to give An Yan a heads-up in advance, fearing that he would rely on her support to cause trouble everywhere.

"The legendary one?" An Yan shrank his head when he heard that. He was amazed at the truth about Chi You, but also a little scared. After all, he was young and ignorant at the time, and he had been against Kunlun for a while.

"Look at you, you look so scared." Mao Ying couldn't bear to see An Yan's expression, and scolded him angrily: "As long as you don't touch Chi You, the Queen Mother of the West will not have time to bother you, a junior."

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Thinking about the promise he had made to A-Cha, An Yan was sweating profusely.

Mao Ying was no longer calm after seeing An Yan's expression, and hurriedly said, "Are you really going to defy the will of Heaven? That person is a Golden Immortal, and I, your ancestor, am not even worthy of a slap in the face from him."

"Hurry up and explain the matter to me clearly."

Mao Ying felt that she had underestimated this little guy's ability to cause trouble. This ability was directly proportional to his talent!
When An Yan heard that the Queen Mother of the West had the strength of a Daluo Jinxian, he felt his scalp tingling. He was also certain that the world where his ancestor was located was most likely the prehistoric world.

He did not dare to hesitate any longer and quickly told her how he was saved by Hades A-Cha and how he promised to help save her brother Chi You. "Chi You, the original man? It seems that the Queen Mother of the West is asking for a lot." After hearing the whole story, Mao Ying murmured and his brows relaxed.

"Then it's fine, as long as you don't commit suicide and turn Chi You's remaining soul into ashes."

"Alright, alright, just pay attention and let's get back to the present."

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Mao Ying didn't want to delve deeper into the topic of Queen Mother of the West and Chi You, nor did he want to know what Queen Mother of the West wanted to do with Chi You's remaining soul. Now he just wanted to resolve the matter quickly and go back to calm down.

At this time, An Yan breathed a sigh of relief, took out the two black stones from the storage ring and handed them to the ancestor.

"Grandmaster, look at these two things. The Emperor of Heaven in this world probably chose to practice this unorthodox method in order to transcend."

"I ruined his plan by chance, so I became a thorn in his side."

Mao Ying took the two black stones and scanned them with his mind. He was at a higher level than An Yan and was more knowledgeable, so he immediately saw that this technique had serious flaws.

It is theoretically feasible, but how to combine the three separated flowers?

Although there is no second half here, according to his deduction, the person who created this method should not have solved this problem, but only vaguely proposed a direction that has not been tested.

"It's better not to practice this unorthodox way."

"So what do you want to do?"

After understanding the whole story, Mao Ying threw the two stones back to An Yan, commented and asked.

After hearing the evaluation of the founder, An Yan showed a hint of disappointment.

He originally wanted to practice, but now it seems unnecessary. After all, the ancestors have said that it is okay not to practice, and he doesn't want to test whether he is stubborn or not.

Returning to the Emperor of Heaven, An Yan said: "I suspect that the Emperor of Heaven in this world has already broken through to the Golden Immortal with the help of the power of the world, and now he chooses to cut himself off just to get rid of the constraints of the world."

"I want you to hold the fort for me, Grandmaster. If the opponent can still burst out with the power of a Golden Immortal, then you can take action."

"In other words, as long as the opponent does not have the combat power of a Golden Immortal, you can deal with him. Are you so confident?" Mao Yingsheng asked with a hint of interest.

“Hehe, to be honest with you, my Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Technique has achieved a minor breakthrough. I can’t say that my Nine Heavens Divine Thunder is the original one, but it has about 60% of the original power.”

An Yan, who had achieved a minor success in the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Method, said with great confidence.

The Grand Master couldn't help but show a look of surprise, "What? You have achieved a minor breakthrough in the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Method?"

An Yan just said modestly: "Well, although the cultivation speed is a bit slow, it is enough."

Hearing those seemingly humble but actually boastful words, Mao Ying's face darkened. Who did she learn this bad habit from?
".You know you are slow, but why don't you work hard to cultivate? You should learn from me in this regard. Diligence can make up for lack of talent."

Seeing that the Grandmaster was still stubborn, An Yan chose not to point it out, but changed the subject and said, "I know, Grandmaster. Let's set off now, so as not to cause any more trouble."

"Let's go."

Mao Ying also secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Sometimes it was not good for the younger generation to be too talented, as it would easily break the defense of an old guy like him. However, in order to maintain his image, he had to hold on.

He also took the opportunity to change the subject.

With the support of the ancestor behind him, An Yan walked more arrogantly and headed straight for the heaven.

The defeated Wind Master, Rain Master, Thunder God and Lightning Goddess were now kneeling in the Heavenly Emperor's Palace, crying about An Yan's cruelty.

"Your Majesty, this is really not our fault. Look, Lei Gong was beaten so badly that even his mother couldn't recognize him."

"The four of us fought the devil for three hundred rounds, but we were defeated in the end. We have done our best, and I hope Your Majesty will understand."

"Yes, yes, the Lightning Mother is right."

Among the four people, except Lei Gong who was beaten with a bruised face, the other three had no injuries except that their clothes were a little messy.

The Emperor of Heaven, sitting on the throne, looked at the four people crying below and his anger level continued to soar.

How come such a great heaven has produced these four losers?
The other immortals and gods were also pointing at the four people, as if saying that we were ashamed to be associated with them.

Just as the Emperor of Heaven was about to order all four men to be thrown into the Heavenly Prison, a rapid shout interrupted him.

"Report to the Emperor of Heaven! A Taoist priest in yellow robe has trespassed into the heaven. The guarding heavenly soldiers are no match for him and have now broken in!"

The four people below, Fengbo, Yushi, Leigong and Dianmu, all recognized each other at first glance. Could this be the leader of the Maoshan Sect?
When they thought about having to deal with such a powerful force, the four of them shrank their heads like quails, fearing that the Emperor of Heaven would ask them to atone for their sins.

The other immortals and gods who were unaware of the situation were all furious, with angry faces. They were so arrogant that someone simply didn't take them seriously, and they all requested to go into battle.

The Emperor narrowed his eyes, waved his hand and said, "My dear ministers, follow me and go to see who this villain is. He dared to cause trouble in the heaven. His crime is unforgivable."

The four people including Fengbo, Yushi, Leigong and Dianmu only dared to hide at the back. They were all holding their breath and scolding them as trash.

In that case, let us see how talented you are.

That’s right, now the four of them actually hope that the leader of Maoshan Sect can win.

In this way, everyone would be defeated, not to mention the eldest brother and the second brother, and maybe they wouldn't have to be thrown into the Sky Prison and become prisoners.

An Yan didn't know that a large wave of enemy troops was coming. He just shot down the heavenly soldiers and generals one by one as if he was strolling in the garden. The road was already covered with people lying on the ground.

He did not take the lives of these heavenly soldiers and generals because they were innocent and were kept in the dark. Moreover, they did not have many sins, but rather had many merits.

"How dare you! Who are you?"

"How dare you trespass into the heavens! Take my halberd!"

A loud shout came from the front, and a three-meter-tall man holding a huge halberd, who looked like a giant god, swung the halberd at him.

Behind the big man were the immortals and gods led by the Emperor of Heaven who had just arrived.

An Yan ignored the attacking man and let the halberd hit his head. His eyes fell on the Emperor of Heaven who was in the lead. His aura was hard to see through and seemed a little unfathomable.

With a clang, not a single hair of An Yan was broken. Instead, the big man was shocked by the reaction force and stepped back repeatedly with a look of disbelief.

The immortals and gods who saw this scene also gasped.

"How is it possible? That attack couldn't hurt that Taoist at all. You have to know that this was an attack from the number one war god in heaven!"

The big man who was known as the number one war god in heaven, his face turned red and white at this moment. He had never felt so humiliated before, and he shouted angrily again, and chopped up in disbelief.

"Hey, can you be a little more self-aware?"

Seeing the big man rushing towards him again, An Yan blocked the halberd with just one finger.

The big man who saw this scene shouted "Impossible" and his Taoist heart was immediately broken. He let go of the halberd in his hand and turned away in despair.

I could still vaguely hear him mumbling, I am a waste.
An Yan sighed when he saw this. Why did he make him look like a villain?
(End of this chapter)