My Master is a God - Chapter 3205

[Chapter 3205 Master, I’m in Trouble]

Yang Yiyun returned to the Holy Heavenly Hall. This was his hall, and it was also the most core and highest-level hall in the Yunmen Heavenly Court.

But there was no one here now.

Yang was really afraid of the Goddess of Colors, so he had to escape.

It was just that the hall was quiet and empty.

Except for him, the Goddess of Colors, and the guards on duty to guard the South Heavenly Gate, the entire Yunmen was practicing in seclusion.

There was still no news from Lingyi, which made Yang Yiyun a little irritated, but there were still more than a hundred years before the agreed thousand years, so he could only wait.

The empty hall was very quiet, which made him a little uncomfortable.

He felt a little bored all of a sudden.

He smiled bitterly and said, “Forget it, I’ll practice too~”

Since there was no news from Lingyi, he was also ready to practice and wait. After the establishment of the Yunmen Heavenly Court and the gathering of the sun, moon, and stars, the practice environment had indeed changed a lot.

It was very helpful for practice, and he knew this best.

Although he has now entered the Holy Way, he is only at the first level of the Holy Way.

The ninth level of the Holy Path still has a long way to go.

At the current level, the cultivation is high, but the enemies are also stronger, and the forces to be faced are getting stronger and stronger.

Just like the four major sects.

It is already known that there are Holy Paths, and there are quite a few.

It can be seen from the fact that the Yin-Yang Taoist Master sent the Black Guard and the White Guard that the Yin-Yang Taoist Master can send two people at random to the third level of the Holy Path.

Who knows how many Holy Paths there are, and what level they are?

What he fears most is the Taoist Master level, and he doesn’t know what level of the Holy Path the Taoist Master is?

Fortunately, both Tu Ye and Ling Yi said that those top existences will not act easily, at least their level is too loud, and they also have to save face, or there are other constraints, and they cannot act casually, otherwise he really has no way.

Although the Yin-Yang Taoist Unification Party is currently offended, the other three major sects must be guarded. Ling Yi said that these sects absolutely do not want to see the Yunmen Taoist Sect grow stronger, and they will definitely make trouble.

In addition, there are the nine clones of the Shura King hidden in the God Realm and an unknown number of Shuras, all of which are enemies he has to face.

Without absolute strength, he could not defend Yunmen. He

had to practice harder than before to make himself stronger.

The only thing that comforted him was that now that the sun, moon and stars of Yunmen Heavenly Court had gathered, the defense had taken a big step forward. At least if there were any saints coming to attack, they would not be able to break into Yunmen Heavenly Court.

In addition, everyone’s cultivation spirit, there will definitely be more saints who will prove the Tao in the future, and then the protection of Yunmen disciples will be guaranteed.

At least Xiao Fenghuang and Diao’er are very promising to Yang Yiyu, and they will definitely be the next batch of people who will succeed in proving the Tao early.

…

Yang Yiyu sat cross-legged in the Holy Heavenly Palace and began to enter meditation.

After proving the Tao with strength, he was most sensitive to the various power attributes between heaven and earth. Soon he saw the existence of the ten major attribute powers between heaven and earth.

But the next moment he felt the existence of the eleventh power. It

was completely opposite to the ten major attributes.

It was not a power that only the God Realm had, but it felt familiar.

After a careful sense, Yang Yiyun suddenly opened his eyes and blurted out: “It’s Daoer~”

The Daoer he was talking about was not someone else, but the closed disciple Xueying – Yang Xiudao.

After returning from the Gods’ Domain, Xueying was injured, so he practiced in a palace arranged by Yunmen Heaven for Xueying.

Because this closed disciple was a half-god and half-Asura, he was incompatible with the disciples of Yunmen, and because of his young age, Yang Yiyun didn’t want other disciples to point fingers at Xueying, so he simply let Xueying practice alone. It has been more than 800 years since he came to Yunmen Heaven. He

almost forgot about this disciple.

If he hadn’t just sensed the unique blood evil guidance of the blood baby between heaven and earth, he really didn’t think much about it. He

would only think that all the disciples were in seclusion.

But the living environment of the blood baby itself is an independent existence, which is equivalent to secluded practice isolated from the world.

But just now when he was in meditation, he felt the existence of a blood evil force that was no less than the power of the wild. The aura was so strong that it could rival the black and white guards under the seat of the Yin-Yang Dao master, and even stronger.

So Yang Yiyun was alert.

After getting up, he went straight to the residence of this closed disciple.

Thinking of the extremely powerful blood evil force, Yang Yiyun thought that the blood baby must have undergone some major changes in the past few hundred years.

He knew very well that his disciple was not an ordinary person, but he was also worried.

After all, he was half god and half Shura, and was born by heaven and earth. The Rabbit Lord said that if you think about this disciple, you may get into trouble in the future.

The implication is that the blood baby may become more and more powerful as he grows up, and he may be out of control. He is half Shura, and one is that he may become Shura. At that time, it is unknown.

Yang Yiyun did hesitate back then, but after all, in several battles, the blood baby helped him, and even lost his life to help him withdraw the blood baby and was seriously injured.

Since then, Yang Yiyu has accepted Xueying as his last disciple and treated him as his son. He believed that he would not be wrong and did not regret his decision.

But in the final analysis, he did not know what the future of Xueying would be like. He

was also afraid that Xueying’s temperament would change in the future.

With a flash, Yang Yiyu appeared in a valley in the heaven of Yunmen.

There was a palace deep in the valley, which was where he arranged a separate training ground for Xueying.

And there were restrictions in the entire valley, which he arranged personally.

But now the restrictions have long disappeared.

This made him feel nervous.

It is said that without his order, Xueying would not dare to break his restrictions privately, and other people in Yunmen would not dare to do so

. Now it can only be said that the restrictions were broken by Xueying.

“Master Daoer is here to see you~”

Standing in front of the palace, Yang Yiyu opened his mouth and shouted towards the palace.

No one answered him.

This made Yang Yiyu feel nervous and he was about to step in.

At this moment, a voice sounded behind him: “Master~”

Yang Yiyu turned around quickly, but a teenager who looked fifteen or sixteen years old appeared behind him.

At this time, Yang was shocked.

With his current cultivation of the first level of the Holy Dao, and even the status of the Lord of the Cloud Gate Heavenly Court, he did not feel at all when a person appeared behind him. If the other party had not spoken, he would not have noticed it at all.

How shocking is this?

In terms of strength, he can kill the third level of the Holy Dao. If you want to escape his perception, only a strong man who is more than one or two or even three realms stronger than him can do it, right?

But this young man appeared silently less than five meters behind him.

How could Yang Yiyu not be shocked?

A closer look at the first glance made him look familiar.

The boy’s complexion and face were red, and he was wearing two pigtails and a red bellyband, standing like Nezha, sucking his hands.

When Yang Yiyu looked over, he saw that the boy’s eyes were glowing red.

This…

“You… are you Dao’er?”

Yang Yiyu was a little bit unbelievable.

More than 800 years ago, the blood baby was only two or three years old, but now he looks like fifteen or sixteen years old.

If he hadn’t called him Master, and his skin color, dress, and bloody aura told him that this was his last disciple Yang Xiudao, Yang Yiyun would have never believed it.

“Yes, Master is me. It’s been almost a thousand years. Why don’t you come to see me? And why do you want to seal this valley…”

The Blood Infant, who had grown up to fifteen or sixteen years old, now faced Yang Yiyun with some questions and resentment, and his eyes flashed with blood.

Yang Yiyun was speechless when he heard his disciple’s questioning. He was speechless. He did arrange the Blood Infant here. In addition to being afraid that other disciples of Yunmen would look at the Blood Infant differently, Yang was also worried that if he was no longer in Yunmen, the Blood Infant’s identity as a half-Asura would be in trouble. If he was banned in the valley, it would be like locking this disciple here.

A child was only two or three years old when he came in. He stayed in this valley alone for eight or nine hundred years. As long as he had thoughts, he would be lonely…

The Blood Infant’s resentful questioning at this moment made Yang feel guilty, and he didn’t know how to answer.

He felt that the aura of the blood infant was not right, very unstable, sometimes strong, sometimes weak, and blood evil surrounded the whole body.

He quickly said: “Dao’er, it’s the teacher’s fault. The teacher has been away for these years and has not come to see you. In fact, the teacher also misses you and apologizes to you. By the way, the teacher brought you a gift this time.”

Yang Yiyun turned his hand and a white horn appeared in his hand. It was nine meters long and three meters thick, but he refined it to one foot in size and handed it to the blood infant.

This horn was the horn of the six-eyed unicorn killed in the prehistoric times.

He did collect the six eyes and the horn at that time, and prepared the horn for the blood infant, and the six eyes were gifts for the other children as magic tools.

Although Yang said to the blood infant against his will that he missed him, the horn gift was real.

He didn’t come to see this closed disciple in the first time because he met Bai Wei and his men attacking Yunmen Tianting as soon as he came back, and then he was tormented by the Goddess of Color and forgot about it.

To be honest, Yang likes his disciple Xueying from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing that Xueying was resentful and unstable, Yang Yiyun did not dare to provoke him and could only persuade him with emotion.

When Yang Yiyun handed over the unicorn in his hand, he was sincere at this moment. Xueying

did not reach out to take it. He looked at Yang Yiyun and then at the unicorn. The blood evil power on his body gradually subsided. The blood light in his eyes slowly dissipated and became bright. He finally reached out to take the unicorn gift handed over by Yang Yiyun.

Looking at Yang Yiyun, he said, “Master, I… I got into trouble~”

Yang Yiyun’s heart suddenly skipped a beat.

He was too moved by this sentence, because when he wanted to accept Xueying as his last disciple, many people advised others that Xueying would get into trouble in the future, but he told everyone that he was his disciple, and no matter what trouble Xueying got into in the future, he, as the master, would bear it.

Now when he heard Xueying say that I got into trouble, Yang’s heart was clenched.

He swallowed his saliva and said, “You…what trouble have you gotten yourself into?”

(End of this chapter)