Yang Jian's reaction speed was also incredibly fast. Facing Deng Changyu's accumulated strike, he knew that his eyes were still recovering and couldn't block it. He immediately whistled.
"Whoosh!"
A white short-haired dog emerged from mid-air, barking fiercely as it leaped to bite at Deng ChanYu's neck.
The creature was also a prehistoric anomaly. In the original timeline, even Zhao GongMing, a Grand Golden Immortal, had been bitten by it. Deng ChanYu dare not compare the hardness of her neck against the dog's teeth and quickly bends down to avoid it.
She ducked her head, using only a fraction of her strength in her hand movements. Yang Jian hurried to block, his body swaying, but he managed not to fall.
Both sides' hidden hands have already been exposed. Deng ChanYu uses her left and right hands, throwing stones continuously.
Yang Jian found this move to be very unethical.
Watch closely? The five-colored brilliance is blinding and painful to the eyes. If you don't want to keep staring, lock onto it with the Immortal's divine awareness? This thing has no Qi, it's just a regular stone.
If you completely ignore the hardship and bear it, Deng ChanYu even mixed in FengTianShi among the five-colored stones. When Yang Jian got hit by one stone, his arm was almost numb.
Deng ChanYu was also feeling a bit uncomfortable.
The Xiang Tian Dog truly has a spiritual nature, and its collaboration with Yang Jian is perfect. She attacks Yang Jian, the thin dog bites her; she attacks the dog, and Yang Jian bites her!
This made her a bit confused.
"Rise!" Being annoyed by Xiang Tian Dog's harassment, she no longer clings to the comparison of martial arts, directly offering up the XuanYuan Water Control Banner. The triangular banner fluttered with the wind, and Xiang Tian Dog jumped up and down trying to bite her. However, it found itself pushed back by a heavy mist, flying farther and farther away.
Yang Jian fired two shots from the side, both of which were blocked by the astonishing defensive power of the XuanYuan Control Water Banner.
When she wanted to fire another shot, Deng ChanYu's expression remained calm as she waved the banner.
Now that she has become a true immortal, her Dao and spiritual power have been elevated, and her power is ten times greater than when she was a heavenly immortal. With the banner waved, black mist hides the sky, completely enveloping Yang Jian and Yujin Xue.
Yang Jian realized that his divine eyes could no longer see beyond ten chi, so he quickly jumped down from the Yujin Xue's back. With a flick of his shoulder, he activated the art of making oneself resemble the heavens and the earth, transforming into a giant of a thousand chi tall. The water mist originally could no longer obscure his view.
"Uncle, you've lost." Deng ChanYu, who also had the art of making oneself resemble the heavens and the earth, had long been familiar with his various responses. Like a ring toss, she quickly took out the Heaven and Earth Ring that Yuchi Gong had given her and threw it out, breaking through space to strike him directly on the head.
Yang Jian's Ba Jiu Xuan Gong has been refined to a profound level, and his defensive power is extremely high. Being struck by the Heaven and Earth Ring head-on, he only feels a bit dizzy.
His combat intuition was even more astonishing. Before the dizziness subsided, he transformed into a swallow and flew away towards the distance.
Deng ChanYu let the five-colored divine bull continue to beat the Yujin Xue and Xiang Tian Dog, and she transformed into a bald eagle. With a few flaps of her wings, she positioned herself high above and stared down at the swallow menacingly, ready to grab its throat.
The swallow, taking advantage of its lightweight body, constantly turned and changed direction in the air, and finally bypassed a mountain stream and directly fell into a winding river.
Deng ChanYu also transformed, becoming a divine crane. Its sharp beak resembled an arrow and pointed towards a water snake in the middle of the river.
They fought from Kunlun Mountain to Xikun Mountain, and the White Tigeress of the West and Nine Heavenly Immortal Women both came to watch. Soon, they continued to fight all the way to the East Sea, and then returned in reverse. When they arrived at a human market, Yang Jian had already figured out the level of Deng ChanYu's Ba Jiu Xuan Gong. He flicked his shoulder, transformed into an ordinary citizen, zigzagged through the crowd, and immediately blended in with them.
Deng ChanYu: "Huh?"
Deng ChanYu: "Hmm, his Ba Jiu Xuan Gong is indeed not as good as mine, and I don't have a divine eye. I don't know where he's run off to."
She originally thought she had no weaknesses, but after this battle, she realized that there are indeed some.
The Yuan Shi Tianzun in the Yu Xiu Palace stroked his beard and smiled. It was indeed a bit dangerous when Deng ChanYu took out the XuanYuan Control Water Banner earlier, but fortunately, Yang Jian's combat intuition made up for the shortcomings in spiritual treasures.
Yuding Zhenren could only sigh, as there were no precious treasures on Yang Jian's body, except for the fact that his master, himself, was also poor.
Deng ChanYu couldn't find the trace of Yang Jian. After a moment's reflection, she sat on the ground, took out the jade zither, and plucked its strings. Thinking of the previous thick Kunlun Mountain, she simulated its Dao Yin and played a tune "Kunlun Dao" from "Sword Legends 4".
The powerful notes resounded, and the solemn and majestic atmosphere swept over, causing the surrounding people to look over involuntarily.
It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the majesty of the towering Kunlun Mountain. Only those who have personally been there and walked its mountains can truly appreciate its greatness.
Yang Jian transformed into a village woman, and the moment the notes sounded, he couldn't help but use a trace of spiritual power. In the next instant, he noticed that Deng ChanYu's gaze fell on him, realizing that he had been discovered.
He laughed softly twice, showing his resolute nature, and then he dissolved the transformation, quietly listening to the music on the side.
Deng ChanYu saw that he didn't run away, so she continued to play the zither.
The Yuan Shi Tianzun of the Yu Xiu Palace sighed softly and then spoke in a very sincere manner to Nuwa, "My sister-in-law's high disciple is indeed deeply learned in Daoism. His skill in playing the zither also bears a hint of his former Dao friend Fu Xi, which is truly something to be happy and celebratory about."
Nuwa was very pleased. Fu Xi was the person she was closest to in the Primordial World, and her student ranked second. Now, her student showed signs of inheriting his brother's legacy from before, so she naturally felt very joyful.
Yang Jian surrendered. He lost not because of his eight-eight Xuan Gong and martial arts, but because he was poor!
Deng ChanYu also thought that it was not difficult to fight against Yang Jian. This was similar to the demons and spirits on the Monkey King's journey to the West, you shouldn't compare martial arts with him, just use your magical weapons and that's it!
With Yang Jian's surrender, the match was formally over.
Deng ChanYu went to the Kunlun Mountain to meet up with Huang FeiHou and his wife, and returned to ChaoGou City.
Guang Chengzi said that his cave was located on JiuXian Mountain, and he allowed Huang TianHua to visit his parents once a year. This incident was not a perfect ending, but it could only end here.
Qingxu Daode Zhenjun was punished to close his cultivation for ten years. This punishment, according to the saying, should not be too severe, but on the contrary, it is a form of protection from Yuan Shi Tianzun.
While many of his fellow students were still listening to the Dao in Kunlun Mountain, he and his disciple were forced back to the Qing Feng Mountain by the Yellow Turban Gritters.
But as he had just returned to his Qing Feng Mountain Zi Yang Cave, he had not closed himself off for even ten days when Qingxu Daode Zhenjun felt an impulsive urge, as if he had once again formed a master-disciple connection with someone in the mortal world!
You should stay in the quiet room, avoid any contact with others, and not eat or drink. That is what real seclusion means.
If you write poems and paint in your own cave, drink wine and play the zither, that is definitely not seclusion.
"Disciple?" He called his White Cloud disciple, "Hurry to the city of Chaohe. I have a teacher-student connection with someone; go and bring that person back."
Qingxu Daode Zhenjun cannot leave the mountain, so he can only send his disciple.
The White Cloud Disciple's face looked very difficult, Huang TianHua's event had not passed ten days yet, and you were going to "recruit" a disciple again? And it's me who has to go?
He had seen the scene of Deng ChanYu and Yang Jian's great battle very clearly. It was only because of the Saint of the Abbot's intervention that the matter was suppressed. Now, to go through another round?
He felt that Yuan Shi Tianzun could definitely protect Qingxu Daode Zhenjun, but he wouldn't necessarily protect himself as a disciple. If anything else happened, he might be in trouble!
