"Master, my junior brother... seems a little dissatisfied with your decision, and he decided to recruit Ye Yuan to the Western Spiritual Realm without authorization." Ji Mo said helplessly at the Saint Ancestor Dojo.
The High Priest Yi of the Holy Ancestor stood with his hands behind his back. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and a chessboard the size of a desktop fell on the table.
"Ji Mo, take this chessboard to the capital of Wanxiang Emperor." Yi Dan said with a smile.
Ji Mo was shocked and said: "Master, this...this is the Mowen chessboard that you have studied for millions of years. Do you want that kid to crack it? You...could it be that you really think of him as Ya
Holy?"
When he said this, Ji Mo's words contained a bit of anger.
He asked himself that when he was young, he had talents that were not inferior to Ye Yuan's.
However, he did not receive such a serious response from his master.
Yi Da glanced at Ji Mo meaningfully and said with a smile: "Asian Saint? Haha, Ji Mo, the more you care about this name, the less likely you are to become a great person! You brothers, you care too much about this name!"
For a Taoist, all fame is false, and only one’s own strength is the real thing!”
Ji Mo was shocked again, with a look of shame on his face, and he bowed and said: "What the master said is absolutely true, Ji Mo has learned from it."
These days, their fellow apprentices have been extremely concerned about the name of this sub-sage.
You know, these brothers and sisters have been following the High Priest of the Holy Ancestor for hundreds of millions of years, but none of them can achieve this reputation.
However, now, a small true god realm, a six-star alchemy god, actually enjoys such a respected reputation.
What does "Ya Sheng" mean?
That is second only to the High Priest of the Holy Ancestor, and it is an honor inherited by the High Priest of the Holy Ancestor.
But now, the words of the Holy Ancestor High Priest woke up the dreamer, and Ji Mo couldn't help but feel horrified.
Yi glanced at him and said with a faint smile: "The so-called warrior Xiang Dao is actually just a joke. This world is a vanity fair. How many people can abandon fame and fortune to pursue the Dao? It is those high-ranking Taoist ancestors.
I am afraid that it is difficult to truly give up the fame and fortune in this world. But I have observed this Ye Yuan for a long time, and his way is different from others! At least, in the way of alchemy, his innocent heart should have never wavered!
And this is also the biggest gap between your senior brothers and him!"
Ji Mo's face gradually became serious. The more he followed the High Priest of the Holy Ancestor, the more shallow he felt.
Just because he understands some of the truth, it doesn't mean he can really do it.
Who in this world doesn’t understand the principle of having a heart toward the Tao?
But after reaching the Tianzun realm, cultivation is often calculated in terms of hundreds of thousands of years and millions of years. How many strong people can really endure the passing of time?
Time is like a butcher's knife!
How many Heavenly Lords and even Heavenly Emperors have been killed throughout the ages?
"Master said, Ji Mo has learned the lesson!" Ji Mo said respectfully.
"Haha, let's go! I can't wait to have a battle with this kid. He is such an exciting opponent!"
Yi's gaze seemed to cross the sky and reach the northern grasslands.
…
"Haha, it seems... the High Priest of the Holy Ancestor can't bear the loneliness!"
After hearing what Gong Yanglie said, a smile flashed across Ye Yuan's lips.
His gaze looked towards the horizon, as if penetrating the void, and he looked at someone on the horizon.
The so-called gods have been friends for a long time, I'm afraid it's the two of them.
But Ye Yuan's words seemed so wild and unruly to Gong Yanglie.
"Hmph! Don't forget, Ya Sheng, that your title was given by the High Priest of the Holy Ancestor. You should still have the most basic respect!" Gong Yanglie said displeased.
How terrifying is the anger of the Emperor of Heaven?
Liefeng and others were overwhelmed by this powerful pressure and did not even dare to raise their heads.
In Gong Yanglie's view, the Red Ling High Priest is already the supreme being.
So, what kind of existence is his master, the Holy Ancestor High Priest?
Regardless of calling him a sub-sage, there are not many people who truly regard him as a sub-sage.
Ye Yuan looked at him and said with a faint smile: "Goatee, one day, you will understand what I mean. The High Priest of the Holy Ancestor...has been lonely for too long. You people will not understand.
"
Gong Yanglie seemed to understand, but he still snorted coldly and said nothing.
Before coming, the High Priest Hong Ling had given instructions not to offend Ya Sheng.
Gong Yanglie is just a servant, so naturally he doesn't dare to disobey.
"Okay, go ahead. I will keep the appointment in half a year." Ye Yuan waved his hand and signaled Gong Yanglie to leave.
Gong Yanglie looked aggrieved and sneered: "Very good, I hope that Lord Yasheng will not let Gong Yang down in half a year! Farewell!"
After saying that, Gong Yanglie's figure gradually became illusory and finally disappeared.
After Gong Yanglie's figure completely disappeared, Liefeng and the others finally took a breath.
Lord Gong Yanglie was obviously furious just now, but he suppressed it because of Lord Ya Sheng's identity.
However, the pressure of the Heavenly Emperor was too strong, and many Heavenly Lords were so tired that they collapsed and could not even stand.
Hunting Wind Tianzun said with a bitter face: "Master Yasheng, you... you are a big shot, but we little guys can't stand it!"
Ye Yuan smiled and said: "Don't worry, Ye will keep your friendship in mind. In these six months, I will create several powerful Tianzun for you monster clan."
…
The death of Haofeng Tianzun shocked the entire Far North Grassland.
The deaths of the Haofeng brothers and Feng Tianyang changed the pattern of the entire Far North grassland.
Haofengji fell apart, and powerful Tianzuns such as Tianjue Tianzun, Desolate Tianzun, and Zhenhuang Tianzun separated themselves and ruled the roost. The Far North Grassland entered the Warring States Period, and there were endless disputes.
However, this far north land has left behind a legend.
"You don't know how arrogant Feng Tianyang was at that time. The three laws merged, and the momentum was such that even the powerful Tianzun would retreat when they saw him. But Lord Ji Qingyun just killed him with an understatement of his sword.
Got it!"
"Master Ji is really the savior of our Far North tribe! If it weren't for him, our Far North tribe would probably be in ruins!"
"Master Ji is really amazing! I heard that he is still the sub-sage of the demon clan, and even Hunter Wind Tianzun has to bow down to him when he sees him!"
…
After that incident, Ye Yuan ordered Hunting Wind Tianzun that the demon clan should not invade the territory of the human race for a thousand years.
It is precisely because of this order that the human race can barely survive.
In the far north, where the weak are the strongest, there is only so much Ye Yuan can do.
If within a thousand years, the human race cannot give birth to a strong man who can resist the demon race, it will not be his fault.
Natural selection, survival of the fittest.
Ye Yuan cannot protect the Far North people for the rest of his life. To be strong, they still need themselves.
In the past six months, Ye Yuan refined several Heavenly Demon Lord Pills for the Far North Demon Clan, and created the powerful Heavenly Master for the Far North Demon Clan.
The demon clan admired Ye Yuan, this sub-sage, to the point of admiration.
Half a year later, Ye Yuan took Lu'er and others on the road to the Western Spiritual Realm.