Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 1663 Twelve Golden Immortals Jade Cauldron Recommendation
  Seeing the appearance of Master Taiyi, even Guang Chengzi frowned this time.

After all, they might be brothers in the same sect, but this is too much!
  However, Guangchengzi did not speak in the end. After all, the trend of despising people with scales, horns, and wet bodies transformed into eggs was started by Yuanshi Tianzun.

When Zhang Yan opened his eyes, many people had already arrived in front of Yuxu Palace.

Zhang Yan's eyes lightly swept over them, secretly thinking that these should be the later Twelve Golden Immortals.

"My common name is Zhang Yan," Zhang Yan cupped his hands, "I have met all of you fellow Taoists."

Zhang Yan didn't think that opening his mouth first would compromise his status. Firstly, he didn't have much status in the first place, and secondly, to make friends, he had to take the initiative.

"Huang Long has met fellow Taoists!" Master Huang Long's posture was extremely low. He was originally the sixth prince of the Dragon King of the South China Sea, but in Yuxu Palace, this status did not bring him glory.

"Brother Zhang Yan finally woke up!" Master Yuding squeezed out from the crowd and introduced Zhang Yan enthusiastically.

Zhang Yan: "..." Regardless of his age or cultivation level, he can't afford Yuding's Taoist brother!
  I don’t know how he called the exit.

"This is Taoist Brother Chi Jing..." Master Yuding led Zhang Yan to a Taoist in red with fierce and serious features.

"I have met Taoist friend..." Zhang Yan smiled and handed over his hand. Although he had a system, this golden finger did not need anyone to introduce him, but he could not live up to the enthusiasm of Master Yuding.

"I'm so polite." Chi Jingzheng returned the greeting, not looking down upon Zhang Yan just because he was sincere.

He had already heard from Guangchengzi that the first person to arrive at Yuxu Palace was Zhang Yan.

"This is Taoist Fellow Daoist Afraid to Stay..."

"I've met Taoist friends."

"Fellow Taoist is really a talented person!" Wen Liusun had a kind face, a big belly, and smiled like Maitreya Buddha.

...    In just a short time, the enthusiastic Yuding Master took Zhang Yan and got to know everyone in front of the Yuxu Palace.

With his sharp tongue and his thick skin that probably couldn't be pierced by a sky-shattering arrow, in just a few days, he had become familiar with everyone except Master Huang Long who had just woken up.

It was then that Zhang Yan discovered that one of the Twelve Golden Immortals was missing, and the future Dao Xing Tianzun did not come up the Immortal Ladder.

Another half day passed before Dao Xing Tianzun appeared on the Immortal Staircase.

But the current Daoxing Tianzun is only in the early stage of the Golden Immortal, far from being able to be called a Tianzun.

He climbed up almost on his hands and knees, and his hair was soaked in water. His face was bloodless, and he rolled his eyes under the pressure of the saint.

He was in a state of utter disarray, without the unique celestial spirit of a cultivator.

Master Yuding, who was getting acquainted with Master Huanglong, saw him and quickly went to help him, while Zhang Yan also went there with the intention of forming a good relationship.

"How many steps have you climbed to be so tired?" Master Yuding asked casually. Over the past few days, he has vaguely figured out that the number of steps climbed is different for everyone.

The better the talent, the fewer steps to climb, and the heavier the gravity and the pressure of the saint on the steps.

"Eight...eight thousand one hundred levels." Dao Xing Tianzun is still confused and undefended.

Master Yuding: "..." Nine is the number of extremes, and the number ninety-nine is the most extreme. The maximum number of steps is 8,100.

How bad is his talent?
  But finally someone came who had climbed more steps than him, and Master Yuding was pleased.

(End of this chapter)