"But uncle, he went out to practice twice, and I heard from somewhere that the rumors that uncle uncle and the Jade Emperor of Heaven were his enemies who killed his father.

He asked my uncle several times who he was, because you told me before that I don’t know how to answer every time.”

"It's okay, don't let it go, otherwise my efforts and Senior Brother Yuding will be wasted," Li Changshou said with a smile, "Don't worry, I have my own arrangements."

Lingzhuzi was a little reluctant to speak, but finally he just nodded and flew faster.

...

Two hours later, in Yuquan Mountain.

The needless version of Zhao Gongming, transformed by Li Changshou, hid in the clouds and mists, looking at the young Taoist who was meditating in the mountains and forests, and did not discuss the "causes" of Yang Jian very fiercely.

Li Changshou quickly concluded that Yang Jian’s bottleneck was not because of the eight or nine mysterious skills, but because of the confusion of the Taoist heart.

Taiyi Zhenren said: "I think you are so spoiled, but you have been stuck in a bottleneck for several years. We have today's Taoism, but who has not encountered a dilemma for hundreds or thousands of years?"

Zhenren Yu Ding and Li Changshou looked at each other, and the two shook their heads tacitly.

Li Changshou: "I practice for a short time."

Yu Ding Zhenren said: "There are not many bottlenecks."

Taiyi Zhenren's mouth twitched, and he resisted the group and avoided being beaten.

Yu Ding Zhenren asked: "Can Chang Geng need to have direct contact with Jian'er?"

"He is not very low in his cultivation now. I am afraid that he can see through my paper Taoist arts," Li Changshou pondered for a few times and politely declined the proposal of Yu Ding Zhenren.

Although I know this situation is basically unlikely to happen, I still decided to be safe.

Li Changshou said: "Have you talked to Yang Jian in the past few years?"

Taiyi Zhenren hugged his arms and continued: "You have to ask how many times have you talked about it.

Since I discovered that Yang Jian was stuck in a bottleneck, a master was extremely worried and wanted to be arrogant. He happened to pass by and recite a scripture or say a few slanderous words, trying to inspire his disciples.

Why didn’t we treat this way when we were practicing?”

Yu Ding Zhenren coughed: "After all, I only have this disciple."

Li Changshou smiled, thought carefully for a while, and gave a very simple solution.

Let Lingzhuzi take action and get drunk with Yang Jian first to see if it will work.

Taiyi Zhenren frowned and said, "I am still Chang Geng's junior brother, and there must be a high opinion of his actions. Why... that's it?"

"The way is simple," Li Changshou said with a smile, "No matter what the method is, it's fine. Ling Zhuzi and Yang Jian are considered to be of the same generation and have a deep friendship.

The younger generation is embarrassed to tell us something, and may talk to their contemporaries after drinking.

Since we are going to take action, we will make more preparations...

In this way, let Lingzhuzi first try to open Yang Jian’s defenses and determine why Yang Jian is ill.

Let’s take action later. Junior Brother Yu Ding uses magical powers to protect Yang Jian’s Daoxin, and Senior Brother Taiyi uses divine thoughts to invade the Daoxin to prescribe the right medicine.”

"good."

"Okay, let's try."

The three Taoist masters discussed various details for a while, and then sent a message to Lingzhuzi for a long time, and finally began to implement the plan.

But the plan started... it suffered a major setback.

On the back mountain of Yuquan Mountain, Ling Zhuzi smiled at Yang Jian and said, "Junior brother, seeing your gloomy eyebrows and eyes, you seem to be quite unhappy during this period. Why don't I accompany you to walk outside the mountain and help you relax?"

Yang Jian sighed softly, sat cross-legged and stood up, and smiled and said, "Is it so obvious?"

"Sure," Ling Zhuzi said seriously, "Uncle Yuding is quite worried about your situation and specifically called me over and talk to you."

Yang Jian looked at the cave in front of the mountain. A little apology appeared on his handsome face and whispered:

"I'll make my master worry, let's go out and relax."

Lingzhuzi turned around and asked, Yang Jian bowed and thanked him, just about to take a step...

"elder brother!"

Yang Jian paused under his feet, and the same style as Lingzhuzi, "the neck is rusty", and slowly turned his head to look at the source of the sound.

Yang Jian was about to explain, when Lingzhuzi flashed, and after using the witch clan's tactics, he appeared after Yang Chan's soft figure, he pointed at her back.

Yang Chan rolled her eyes, and the fairy power of Lingzhuzi turned into a hammock and 'hanged' her in the forest.

"Do it," Ling Zhuzi clapped his hands and gave Yang Jian a straight look, and the corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched.

It's really decisive to start.

So the brothers flew out of the Yuquan Mountain Formation by clouds, found a peak forest hundreds of miles away, arranged a few formations, and lay on two tree branches to drink and talk.

However, Yang Jian didn't even speak up when Ren Lingzhuzi asked, but he just said that he had nothing to do, but some thoughts were not very clear, so he would just figure it out.

After leaving Yuquan Mountain, Yang Jian felt much more relaxed.

After a while, the two of them talked about other topics and were a little drunk before they knew it.

Ling Zhuzi said: "Why is this wine so powerful..."

Yang Jian couldn't help but yawn. He wanted to lie down and fall asleep, but then he thought of something, and got up and meditated cross-legged.

He was about to relieve his alcoholism, but his sleepiness came like a tide, flooding his heart.

In the formation, snoring sounds were everywhere...

In a hidden corner next to him, Li Changshou, Yu Ding, and Taiyi Zhenren, who were hiding their bodies with the power of Tai Chi Diao, couldn't help but look at each other and chuckled a little.

Taiyi Zhenren sent a voice: "I really deserve to be Taibai Xingjun if I give my disciples a pill."

Li Changshou smiled discontently and reminded: "Senior brother, don't make any mistakes later."

"Just just memorize a few words," Taiyi Zhenren smiled calmly, "I have never thought of pretending to be a disciple of the Western saint to deceive Yang Jian's heart and strengthen Yang Jian's obsession."

——I specially asked Ling Zhuzi to ask Yang Jian to leave Yuquan Mountain to facilitate this, otherwise it would be possible to explain how the Western scholars could silently bypass the Yuding True Person's sight and break through the Yuquan Mountain Formation.

"Yang Jian just couldn't see the way forward clearly, so he was a little confused," Li Changshou looked at Yu Ding Zhenren, "Senior brother, please protect Yang Jian's heart."

The real man Yu Ding smiled but said nothing. He waved his left hand and a colorful cauldron in front of the three of them. A somewhat blurry picture appeared inside the cauldron. It was seen that Yang Jian seemed to be meditating in the middle of a high platform in all directions.

This is……

Yang Jian’s spiritual platform!

Li Changshou and Taiyi Zhenren looked at each other and were powerless to complain.

What does it mean to love disciples?

This is called loving disciples!

He always pays attention to the changes in his disciple's soul, uses his unique magical powers to monitor his disciple's spiritual platform, and is afraid that his disciple will be subject to the inner demon, and is afraid that his disciple's Taoist heart will be unstable.

He also used the power of his own primordial spirit to turn into a small green cauldron, suspended above his disciple's primordial spirit. Without the strength to destroy the primordial spirit of the jade cauldron, he would not be able to hurt Yang Jian's primordial spirit...

No, right? No?

There will be no one who is a master who doesn’t use the power of his own natal soul to protect his disciple’s soul, right?

Anyway, Li Changshou felt that he could not do this to Long Ji;

Taiyi Zhenren wanted to care about Lingzhu so much, but was also limited by his own strength.

Yu Ding Zhenren said calmly: "Let's start."

Taiyi Zhenren meditated cross-legged, his face full of solemnity, and a red light flew out from his forehead, condensed into a phantom.

Under the cover of the power of Tai Chi diagram, all this was completed quietly and silently.

Just as the phantom was about to fly out of the place covered by the phantom of the Tai Chi diagram, a breeze suddenly blew in the forest.

Li Changshou reacted the fastest and immediately raised his hand to tell Taiyi Zhenren to stop. The three of them looked closely, but saw a phantom floating in the forest.

"Whose divine thought?" Taiyi Zhenren frowned.

The face of the Yu Ding Zhenren instantly became a little gloomy. His left palm brushed over the phantom of the big tripod in front of the three of them, and the picture inside the tripod became extremely clear.

On the spiritual platform of Yang Jian, around the soul [    ], a gray-haired Taoist appeared, slowly floating around Yang Jian’s soul, and was blocked by the green tripod directly above Yang Jian’s soul.

Li Changshou quickly identified the source of this divine thought...

Western teachings, virtual Bodhi!

The real person Yu Ding raised his hand and pointed it lightly. The sound of Yang Jian’s spiritual platform sounded in the hearts of the three Taoist immortals.

"Yang Jian, what did I think about what I told you last time?"
Chapter completed!