My Master is a God - Chapter 3152
[Chapter 3152: Daoist Master, Emperor of Heaven]
“I don’t need to go and meet him first. Since I am the Taoist Master of the Yunmen Taoist Master, if I don’t go, I will be laughed at. If it doesn’t work, you can do it.”
Yang Yiyu said, and then disappeared.
The Jiuli tribe had a grudge. He had killed all the Jiuli tribe members in the Gods’ Domain. He had been prepared for the Jiuli tribe to come and cause trouble. He
just didn’t expect that he would come on the day when he established the Taoist Master and restarted the Heavenly Court. Moreover, the other party claimed to be the Jiuli Patriarch. Ling Yi said that he was a saint of the first level of the Holy Dao.
Although a saint came, he still couldn’t scare him. A saint of the first level of the Holy Dao was the lowest level of the nine levels of the Holy Dao.
Although he was at the fifth level of the Hedao, as the master of the Yunmen Taoist Master and the Heavenly Emperor of the Yunmen Heavenly Court, he naturally couldn’t be timid at this time, otherwise how would his disciples see him? Whether
he could win or not, he would go and meet him first, and if it didn’t work, Ling Yi would do it again. It’s
not that his Yunmen didn’t have saints.
Lingyi’s cultivation level is just that, but Yang Yiyu didn’t know what level of Saint Dao Lingyi was.
…
He stepped out of the South Heaven Gate.
At this moment, the gods guarding the South Heaven Gate were at the level of Heaven Dao of Yunmen. They breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Yang Yiyu appear. They almost collapsed to the ground in the face of the powerful pressure of the Nine Li Patriarch, but they just held on.
“Huh~ What a great prestige.”
Yang Yiyu snorted coldly, and the powerful pressure was also emitted when he waved his hand. Suddenly, several gods gasped for breath and finally recovered from the terrifying pressure.
One by one, they stood behind Yang Yiyu, feeling confident.
In the Holy Heaven Palace, Rabbit Lord said in a deep voice: “All the Hedao level go to the South Heaven Gate.”
However, he was stopped by Lingyi and said: “They are still struggling to face the Saint Dao, I will go.”
Lingyi flashed and disappeared.
“I will go and see too.” Goddess of Color followed.
The most powerful in the entire Yunmen cultivation level is Lingyi and Goddess of Color, who are at the semi-saint level. It’s okay for them to go.
Of course, there is another person who is comparable to Lingyi and Caishen Niangniang, that is Yang Yiyu’s last disciple Xueying, but Xueying has been sleeping and recovering since the last battle.
Only Lingyi and Caishen Niangniang can fight.
…
Yang Yiyu stood outside the Nantian Gate and saw the Nine Li Patriarch suspended in the air. Indeed, the aura of oppression emitted by the other party was very strong.
He really didn’t have much confidence in his heart.
But he couldn’t retreat.
Lingyi said that Jiuli Patriarch’s cultivation was a saint of the first level of the Holy Dao, which was considered a primary saint, which was a big realm away from him.
Yang Yiyu really wanted to try what it felt like to fight with a saint.
Of course, if the one who came was a high-level saint, he really didn’t have the confidence.
He was looking at Jiuli Patriarch, and Jiuli Patriarch was also looking at him.
“You are the one who killed my Jiuli clan member, right?”
Jiuli Patriarch asked Yang Yiyu with murderous intent after a while. He actually didn’t want to come. After cultivating to the holy way, he was still clear about many things in his mind, but the Taiqing Dao Sect behind him directly sent him here, so he had no choice but to come.
As for Yang Yiyu killing his Jiuli clan member, as a strong man of the holy way, he knew it with just a few calculations. In fact, this didn’t matter to Jiuli Patriarch, because his path to enlightenment was to take the path of the Supreme Forgetfulness of Love, which was to kill the three corpses.
How could a person who could be so forgetful care about his disciples, emotions, and seven emotions and six desires?
Asking Yang Yiyu like this was just to give a reason.
This time, he came here to act according to orders. It would be a good thing to cause some trouble for Yang Yiyu, and even killing this kid would be more in line with the wishes of the Taiqing Dao Master behind him. If he couldn’t do it, he would also have to test Yang Yiyu’s background. The
Taiqing Dao Sect had explained this background. Let’s see if Yang Yiyu is the Holy Emperor of the Kaitian era?
If so, his mission would be accomplished.
How could he not know the legend of the Holy Heavenly Emperor?
If Yang Yiyu was really the Holy Heavenly Emperor in the world, he, the Jiuli Patriarch, would leave without hesitation.
“So what if I killed him?” Yang was very tough and spoke in a bad tone. No matter if you are a saint or something else, today is the day when his Yunmen Daoism is established, and you, an old man, come to kick the scene. If it weren’t for his lack of cultivation, he would have gone up and done it directly.
“That’s good. This saint came here today to ask for an explanation. You… should give me an explanation for the Jiuli tribe.” The Jiuli Patriarch stared at Yang Yiyu and said.
“Haha, explanation? What explanation?” Yang Yiyu sneered.
“Kneel down and admit your mistakes. Follow me to the Jiuli tribe ancestral hall to kowtow and admit your mistakes to the Jiuli disciples you killed.” The Jiuli Patriarch said slowly.
“How dare you! You bastard, look carefully at where this place is. This is the Yunmen Dao Sect, the center of the God Realm. The one standing in front of you is the Heavenly Emperor of the Yunmen Heavenly Court, and the Dao Master of the Yunmen Dao Sect. You are just a small first-level saint. What qualifications do you have to let the Heavenly Emperor kneel down to you? Today, you have violated my Yunmen Heavenly Court, and I will kill you.”
At this moment, a deep and thunderous voice resounded through the sky.
It was Lingyi who appeared beside Yang Yiyu.
Then, the Goddess of Colors appeared beside Yang Yiyu with a colorful glow.
After seeing the Jiuli Patriarch, the Goddess of Colors also sneered with murderous intent: “Haha, who did I think it was? It turned out to be the old dog Jiuli Patriarch of the Taiqing Daoist Sect. Old thing, you are not qualified to speak in front of the Holy Heavenly Emperor. Even if the master behind you comes, he dare not speak to the Holy Heavenly Emperor like this.
Kneel? Are you worthy? Do you deserve the kneeling of the Heavenly Emperor? Aren’t you afraid of being punished by heaven? In the battle between Kaitian Shura and the Asura, you cowards hid one by one. Now that the Central Heavenly Court has been restarted, why… you are jealous and want to kick the scene? The Holy Heavenly Emperor looked down on you old dogs back then, and he looks down on you today as well. Get out~”
The Goddess of Colors didn’t say the last words to the Jiuli Patriarch, but stared at the outside of the Nine Heavens.
Yang Yiyu was surprised that the Goddess of Colors had such a fierce side, but he guessed in his heart that the Goddess of Colors cursed the four major Daoist sects with these last words.
He also understood that the Jiuli Patriarch was backed by the Taiqing Daoist Sect.
In other words, the other forces in the God Realm each have their own Taoist masters.
But…
Lady Caishen’s words revealed his past. She
kept calling him the Holy Heavenly Emperor.
This made Yang Yiyu embarrassed. Isn’t this telling Jiuli Patriarch that I, Yang Yiyu, am the reincarnation of the Holy Heavenly Emperor?
Of course, it doesn’t matter if you think about it.
Sooner or later, he will know it. Besides, he never admits that he is the reincarnation of the Holy Heavenly Emperor. What he wants to do is to be himself. It
doesn’t matter.
As for Jiuli Patriarch, he has already got what he wanted.
Sure enough, Yang Yiyu is the reincarnation of the Holy Heavenly Emperor. But
being cursed by Lingyi and Lady Caishen, does he still have the face of a saint?
His face turned pale and he was trembling with anger.
Lingyi and Lady Caishen.
He knew them~
He had seen them in the Kaitian era, but he had only participated in the Yaochi Feast in the Heavenly Palace and met them once from a distance. Compared with these two, he is indeed not in the mainstream. Compared
with the Holy Heavenly Emperor, he is indeed not qualified.
But…
what about now?
He is still a saint of the Holy Dao.
And the Holy Heavenly Court is called history. What about the Holy Heavenly Emperor? What about the Goddess of Colors? What about the Venerable Lingyi?
Didn’t you take the path of Nirvana?
The three people now are nothing special in the eyes of the Jiuli Patriarch.
Even if Yang Yiyu is the Holy Heavenly Emperor in the world, he is only a fifth-level god of the Hedao, and the Goddess of Colors is just a half-saint. Only the Venerable Lingyi is a saint, but he is only the first level of the saintly way like him.
What about him?
Behind him is the Taiqing Daoist lineage. He knows how many saints exist in the entire Taiqing Daoist lineage.
You, Yang Yiyu, are the Holy Heavenly Emperor in the world. What about you who restarted the Heavenly Court?
Can you fight against the Taiqing Daoist Master?
This time, he guessed some of the Daoist Master’s thoughts. It’s nothing more than not wanting the Central Daoist lineage to come forward. At that time, I’m afraid that the four major Daoist lines will unite to destroy this new Daoist lineage and rob it of its luck.
Thinking of this, the Jiuli Patriarch became confident. He couldn’t leave with a face after being humiliated like this. He had to fight.
“Hahaha…”
Jiuli Patriarch stared at Yang Yiyun and the other two and laughed loudly.
His laughter shook the sky, and then he suddenly changed his face and said, “You are just a bunch of pitiful creatures, you don’t even know when you are about to die, how pathetic…
What Saint Heavenly Emperor, bullshit, it can be the history of the Creation Era, and you still use it to scare me? You are all pitiful creatures who have reached Nirvana and are cultivating again, so don’t try to keep up appearances.
I will have a fight with you today, just to see how a young boy who has not even entered the Saint Path has the courage to establish a Taoist school and call himself the Heavenly Emperor.”
(End of this chapter)
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