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Chapter 339 I, Jiang Ziya, Just Want to Achieve True Fruition (First update, please subscribe)
The sun is westward.

Qilin Cliff was dyed golden yellow by the afterglow of the red sun.

In Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun slowly opened his eyes, and it seemed that countless worlds appeared and disappeared in his eyes.

He is holding the three precious jade Ruyi in his right hand, shaking it gently in a mysterious rhythm.

Suddenly, San Baoyu Ruyi stopped.

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes flashed a touch of surprise, and he whispered to himself: "So you are in Linhuan Pass?"

He looked towards Nanfang Buzhou, his eyes seemed to penetrate the overlapping spaces, spanning an infinite distance, but in the end he saw nothing.

Something blocked his vision.

But the more this is the case, the more it shows that someone is hiding something.

The corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth raised slightly, and he ordered softly: "Go and call the deputy leader."

"Here."

The boy Baihe who was waiting in the hall responded softly, and stepped back quickly.

After a while, Taoist Randeng, the vice-principal, entered and saluted respectfully.

Yuanshi Tianzun looked at him and said, "Do you know Linhuan Pass?"

Taoist Ran Deng frowned slightly, and said hesitantly: "I only know that this place is the land of barbarians in the southeast of Dashang, located in the lower reaches of the Huai River, near the East China Sea, with a vast land and few people.

Previously, the big merchants intended to open up wasteland and built a pass here to contain Dongyi and Nanman. However, because of repeated rebellions in Beihai, they mobilized a large number of elites to quell the chaos, and finally the pioneering act fell through. "

Yuanshi Tianzun said indifferently: "That Jiaojiao Yu Yuan is now in Linhuan Pass, I think there must be something strange there."

He still didn't say a word.

Now he suspects that the power of the mysterious bird that was taken away at the beginning may be hidden in Linhuan Pass.

Taoist Ran Deng nodded knowingly, and said seriously: "Then I will go to Linhuanguan to find out."

"Just find out the situation, don't act rashly." Yuanshi Tianzun ordered lightly.

"Here!"

Taoist Ran Deng respectfully accepted the order, "Does the leader have any other orders?"

Yuanshi Tianzun said seriously: "You bring Jiang Ziya with you on this trip, maybe in the future his opponents will not only be big merchants... In addition, let Guang Chengzi and the others prepare to enter the world and survive the catastrophe."

"Here!"

"Go."

Taoist Ran Deng bowed respectfully again, and then withdrew.

After watching the deputy leader exit Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun closed his eyes slightly, and the three precious jade Ruyi in his hand shook gently, bursting out with bright precious light, covering up the secret of heaven and letting cause and effect hide.

"Mercy, mercy."

Yuanshi Tianzun recited softly in his mouth.

For the saints, the catastrophe of heaven and earth is just an opportunity to fight for the front.

Whoever can win will be able to take control of the new world after the catastrophe, and let his own Dao fruit manifest in it.

For example, when the Long Han was measuring the catastrophe, the Taoist ancestor and the demon ancestor fought, and the Taoist ancestor won, so the prehistoric immortal way rose, and the Xuanmen prospered.

The same is true for this Conferred God Quantity Tribulation.

If elucidation and teaching can win it, in the future, the prehistoric world will respect elucidation and teaching, and all races and spirits will obey the Tao, follow the etiquette, and follow the rules.

At that time, Chanzhi Dao will also be able to truly reach the realm of "the way of heaven is my way, the heart of heaven is my heart, and my will is the will of heaven", and finally grasp the right to speak of the way of heaven.

What is the way of heaven?

I have the final say on teaching!

……

Taoist Ran Deng came out of Yuxu Palace, and came to a relatively simple thatched hut, surrounded by thousands of old cypresses and thousands of repairing bamboos, all bathed in the afterglow of the setting sun, which looked quite elegant.

A young man sits cross-legged under an ancient pine tree, with a good appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, wearing a blue Taoist robe, holding a roll of ancient silk in his hand, reading hungrily by the last light of the setting sun, and the Taoist priest Lian Deng walked up to him There was no reaction at all.

"Ziya."

Taoist Ran Deng called softly.

Hearing the movement, the young man turned his gaze away from the ancient silk, looked up at Taoist Burning Lamp, then stood up, bowed respectfully, and said, "I pay my respects to the deputy leader!"

"Don't be too polite."

Daoist Ran Deng smiled and waved his hands, his eyes fell on the ancient silk in Jiang Ziya's hand, and he vaguely saw a line of immortal writing:
Fasting and chanting scriptures have great merit and virtue. They can eliminate natural disasters at the top, protect the emperor, and eliminate poisons at the bottom, so as to save the people...

"It seems that Ziya has the ambition to help the world, and he has a compassionate heart, very kind, very kind!"

Taoist Ran Deng smiled and praised.

Jiang Ziya shook his head, and said with a straight face: "Miao Zan, the deputy leader, Ziya is dedicated to Taoism. Although he came from the world of mortals, he only wants to seek the righteous fruit of immortality."

"Has Ziya ever cultivated a positive result since he went up the mountain?"

When he asked this question, Taoist Ran Deng was spraying with colorful spiritual light above his head, and a large acre of orange clouds were condensed above, and the pearls hanging from the clouds were like water dripping from the eaves, condensing the golden light of morality, which made Jiang Ziya envious and envious Respectfully.

Jiang Ziya looked at himself again. It has been nearly ten years since he went up the mountain, and he still has nothing.

Although he practiced diligently every day, carried water to irrigate pine trees, made alchemy and fanned fire, read scriptures every day, and recited classics and history at night.

To be precise, it is growing extremely slowly.

It stands to reason that in a holy place like Qilinya, even if you don't have to do anything, you can become a fairy if you stay here for a while, but Jiang Ziya's Taoist realm is as stable as a rock, and he doesn't move at all!
He bowed and bowed, his face full of shame, "Zi Ya's Taoism is superficial, and he has practiced hard for ten years, but he is still far from the true fruit of the immortal way. I am so ashamed to ask the deputy leader."

Taoist Ran Deng smiled and said: "Zi Ya, don't be ashamed, your progress is slow, just because your way is not here."

"Oh?"

Jiang Ziya froze for a moment, and said with some puzzlement: "Then where is my way? I also ask the deputy leader to give me some pointers!"

"Wherever you come from, there is your way."

Daoist Randeng kept a secret, looked at Jiang Ziya who became more confused and smiled and said: "Your way is in the world of mortals... Come on, Pindao will take you to the world of mortals for a while."

"This……"

Jiang Ziya was quite moved.

After going up the mountain for ten years, everyone else flew around and disappeared without a trace. He was the only one who stayed on Qilin Cliff and practiced painstakingly every day. It was almost like living alone for ten years.

How could he not yearn for the fireworks of the world of mortals?
So he hesitated for a moment, then bowed his head and saluted and said, "Thank you, Deputy Hierarch."

"Don't be too polite."

Daoist Ran Deng waved his hand, and at the same time a large cloud of mist formed under his feet, which carried him and Jiang Ziya straight up into the sky, and flew towards the direction of Nanbuzhou.

As a peak Da Luoxian who is only half a step away from the Hunyuan quasi-sage, the distance has no great meaning in front of him.

He just drove the white clouds unhurriedly, and still reached the lower reaches of the Huai River in the southeast of Nanfangbuzhou in the early morning of the next day.

Those who did not avoid being intercepted noticed that he did not approach Linhuan Pass directly, but landed on a cliff by the river thousands of miles away from Linhuan Pass.

Jiang Ziya looked forward to the journey, looked around at this moment, frowned involuntarily, and asked curiously: "Didn't the deputy leader say that he would go to the world of mortals for a while, why did you bring me to this desolate place?"

Daoist Ran Deng did not answer his question, but looked at the endlessly flowing Huai Shui, his expression gradually became dignified.

Jiang Ziya didn't know why, so he followed his example and stared at the Huai Shui carefully, but he couldn't see anything except the rolling waves.

Taoist Ran Deng glanced at him, and reminded: "Try to look at it with the technique of watching Qi."

Jiang Ziya blushed slightly, and said in a low voice, "I'm ashamed, I haven't mastered this technique yet."

Taoist Ran Deng nodded, and waved his wide sleeve robe in front of Jiang Ziya. The latter blinked instinctively, and then realized that the scene in front of him had changed drastically.

The gushing Huai Shui in front of him seemed to contain a mysterious and powerful aura, flowing like a black dragon.

This blue dragon flows along the water, and differentiates into small dragons at various tributaries. The land on both sides of the Huai River is infused with infinite vitality and spirit.

The fusion of heaven and earth aura has created fertile land and abundant resources.

"This is... Huaishui spiritual vein?"

Jiang Ziya's eyes widened, looking at this scene with some surprise.

"It's not that simple."

Taoist Ran Deng shook his head, and said with a solemn expression: "This is an immature Luck Dragon, raised in the Huai River, and connected to the Huai River's spiritual veins.

Therefore, everything on both sides of the Huai River will be protected by the dragon of luck, and the outstanding people will be prosperous day by day. "

"Who did this? It's really a big deal!" Jiang Ziya exclaimed sincerely.

"It's not a certain person, but a great sage sect... cut off the sect!" Daoist Ran Deng looked at Jiang Ziya, and said solemnly: "What they want to do is to establish a powerful tribe in the lower reaches of the Huai River. To replace the decaying Great Shang Dynasty."

"Replacing Da Shang?"

Jiang Ziya was a little surprised.

He was originally a great businessman, and he was shocked when he heard the news suddenly.

"The change of dynasty is determined by the way of heaven, and it cannot be resisted." Daoist Ran Deng explained lightly, and then instructed: "What you have to do now is to go to Xiqi, assist the patriarch of the Zhou clan, Ji Changzhuang, and Da Xiqi, and then defeat the Jiejiao. Your plan! When the Zhou Dynasty was in full swing, it was the day when your Jiang Ziya's cultivation came to fruition!
Your Taoist name is Feixiong, and you were born at the right time to replace the gods of the heavens. It is already doomed to have no blessings to achieve a true fruit, and you can only enjoy the wealth and honor in the world. Therefore, if you want to become a Taoist, you have to obey the Tao and complete it. your mission.

This is your way, and it is also the only way for you to achieve the true fruit of cultivation.

Do you understand? "

Jiang Ziya seemed a little hard to accept for a while.

What came into being, and enshrined the gods on behalf of the heavens, I have no idea what they are talking about.

But the ten days of penance on the mountain let him know one thing.

If he wanted to cultivate the true fruit of the immortal way, it would be impossible for him to rely on himself.

Therefore, Taoist Ran Deng's words now undoubtedly gave him a brand new path.

Finally, after thinking for a long time, he nodded vigorously.

"Thanks to the deputy leader for pointing out the maze, Ziya knows what to do!"

(End of this chapter)