My son Yang Jian has the qualities of an emperor

In the early morning, when the first ray of sunlight shyly peeks out of the horizon, the ancient city gate slowly wakes up in this soft and warm embrace. The golden light, like a fine brocade, gently covers the mottled city wall, covering this ancient monument with a layer of dreamy brilliance.

The city wall is made of bluestones, and the years have left deep traces on them. The moss and weathering marks are intertwined, telling the story of the past thousand years. Under the sunlight, these traces seem to be given life, and every brick and tile is shining with the luster of history, quietly telling the glory and silence of the past.

The gate of Jiepai Pass is towering, and the quaint wooden door slowly opens in the morning light, making a dull and long sound. The door axis rotates, bringing up bursts of fine dust, dancing in the light, as if the fragments of history are reassembled at this moment, showing the immortal charm of the ancient city.

Outside the city gate, a stone road stretches out in a winding way, with low tile houses and a few old trees on both sides. Their shadows are stretched out, interweaving with the morning light to form a series of tranquil and far-reaching pictures.

In the distance, the mountains are stacked and the clouds are lingering, which contrasts with the nearby ancient city gate, forming a breathtaking picture of harmonious coexistence of nature and humanity.

In the morning breeze, there is a faint fragrance of flowers and the smell of soil, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Occasionally, one or two bird calls come from the treetops, crisp and pleasant, adding a bit of vitality and vigor to this quiet morning.

In a place unknown to ordinary people, outside the Jiepai Pass, the yellow fog has long been filled, and the murderous aura is soaring into the sky.

Almost all the elites of the Chan and Jie sects have come out and gathered here. It can be said that they have reached the stage of a decisive battle.

All the immortals of the Chan sect looked solemn, knowing that this battle was of great importance; and the Jie sect also sent out its elites, vowing to avenge the previous humiliation. At this time of great opportunity, Duobao Taoist, a well-known and powerful person in Jie sect, walked out slowly and stood in front of the Jiepai Pass, looking around with a sharp gaze.

He was wearing a Taoist robe, holding a whisk, carrying a long sword, and exuding an extraordinary temperament.

Looking at the immortals of the Chan sect in the distance, he smiled slightly and said: "Chan sect, today I will set up the sword formation for the immortals, and you can break it if you have the ability."

After speaking, his figure flashed, turned into a stream of light, and instantly flew to an open area outside the pass.

Duobao Taoist stood still, pinched his hands, and muttered something. As his spell sounded, there seemed to be an inexplicable fluctuation between heaven and earth.

Taoist Duobao waved his whisk, and yellow fog rolled up. Four ancient swords flew out of the fog, hanging in the east, south, west and north. These four swords were the treasures bestowed by Master Tongtian, and they contained infinite power. They were named Zhuxian Sword, Luxian Sword, Xianxian Sword and Juexian Sword.

Zhuxian Sword, the sword body was red, like a burning flame, and there was a trace of blood on the tip of the sword, as if it could cut off all the causes and effects in the world; the sword body of the Luxian Sword was green, and the sword light was flashing, with endless killing aura, which made people palpitate; the sword body of the Xianxian Sword was black, and the sword light was dim, but it faintly revealed a devouring power, as if it could devour all the living things around it; the sword body of the Juexian Sword was silver-white, and the sword edge was sharp and unmatched. Wherever the sword light passed, the space seemed to be cut apart.

Four swords were suspended, and Duobao Taoist made hand gestures again, and shouted: "Sword formation, rise!" As he finished speaking, the four ancient swords seemed to have received some mysterious call, and the sword light surged, instantly covering the entire Jiepai Pass in a sword shadow. The Zhuxian Sword Formation was finally set up.

In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, the sword light was like a weave, and the sword energy was crisscrossed.

The four ancient swords seemed to have life, shuttling back and forth in the sword formation, sometimes turning into four sword lights, rushing straight into the sky; sometimes turning into thousands of sword shadows, densely covering the void. In the sword formation, the murderous aura was so strong that it seemed that even the sky and the earth changed color.

Duobao Taoist stood in the center of the sword formation, holding a whisk, smiling, as if everything was under his control. He glanced around, secretly proud in his heart: "This sword formation for killing immortals is the supreme formation of our Jiejiao. Today, let the immortals of the Chanjiao taste the power of this sword formation."

The immortals of the Chanjiao were all shocked when they saw this.

Although they knew that Duobao Taoist had set up the sword formation for killing immortals, they couldn't help but feel fear when they saw the power of this sword formation with their own eyes. Taoist Randeng, Guangchengzi, Chijingzi and other masters of the Chanjiao all sacrificed their magic weapons to protect their bodies to prevent accidents.

Seeing this, Taoist Duobao sneered and said: "Why are you immortals of the Chanjiao panic? Today, I will let you see the power of my Jiejiao's sword formation for killing immortals."

After speaking, he waved the whisk in his hand, and the four ancient swords seemed to have received an order, and the sword light surged, rushing straight towards the immortals of the Chanjiao.

Seeing this, the immortals of the Chanjiao all sacrificed their magic weapons to meet the enemy.

Magical weapons were flying in the air, sword lights were interlaced, and the sound of killing was deafening. However, in this Zhuxian Sword Formation, the immortals of the Chan Sect seemed to be trapped in a quagmire. No matter how hard they tried, they could not get rid of the shackles of the sword formation. Whenever they tried to break through the sword formation, countless sword lights would come from all directions and force them back to where they were.

Seeing this, Duobao Taoist was even more proud. He held a whisk and walked freely in the sword formation, as if strolling in a garden. Sometimes he waved the whisk to guide the sword light to attack the immortals of the Chan Sect; sometimes he pinched his fingers and chanted spells to strengthen the power of the sword formation.

Under his control, the Zhuxian Sword Formation seemed to have turned into a ferocious beast, opening its bloody mouth and devouring all enemies who dared to challenge it.

The immortals of the Chan Sect fought hard in the sword formation for a long time, but they could never break out of the formation.

They were extremely anxious, knowing that if they continued like this, sooner or later the sword formation would exhaust their magic power and they would end up dead. However, they were helpless and could only watch themselves fall into despair.

At this moment, a melodious bell sounded suddenly from the sky.

The bell sound seemed to have a magical power, instantly penetrating the restraints of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and reaching the ears of the immortals of the Chan Sect. Upon hearing this, the immortals of the Chan Sect were all refreshed, as if they saw the dawn of hope.

Taoist Duobao frowned upon hearing this. He looked up at the sky and saw a golden light flying from the sky and instantly falling into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The golden light landed and turned into a Taoist wearing feather clothes and holding a long sword.

This Taoist exuded a majestic aura, as if he was a god of war from heaven.

Taoist Duobao was secretly surprised when he saw this.

He recognized the Taoist as the Taoist Lu Ya, a wandering immortal from West Kunlun, who is now also a master of the Chan Sect. Although Lu Ya is usually low-key, his strength is unfathomable.

Duobao Taoist did not expect that the Chan Sect would actually send him to break the formation.

Lu Ya Taoist fell into the sword formation, but did not act immediately. He looked around, his eyes like a torch, as if he could see through all illusions. He said in a deep voice: "Duobao Taoist, you set up the sword formation to kill our Chan Sect. However, you know that fate is fixed, and those who defy fate will eventually suffer the consequences."

Hearing this, Duobao Taoist sneered and said: "Lu Ya Taoist, why do you have to say these nonsense? Today I set up the sword formation to fight with your Chan Sect. If you have the ability, come and break my sword formation."

Hearing this, Lu Ya Taoist stopped talking.

He held a long sword in his hand, and his figure flashed, turning into a golden light, and rushed straight into the sword formation to kill the immortals. He was seen rushing left and right in the sword formation, sometimes swinging his sword and slashing, sometimes dodging, and he was actually moving freely in the sword formation, as if he was not affected by the sword formation at all.

Taoist Duobao was shocked when he saw this. He didn't expect that Taoist Lu Ya was so powerful that he could easily move in the Zhuxian sword formation. He hurriedly pinched his fingers and chanted a spell to strengthen the power of the sword formation, trying to trap Taoist Lu Ya in the sword formation.

However, Taoist Lu Ya seemed to see through Taoist Duobao's intention. He held a long sword, and the sword light surged, instantly defeating the surrounding sword lights one by one. His figure was like lightning, shuttling back and forth in the sword formation, and gradually approached Taoist Duobao.

Taoist Duobao was secretly anxious when he saw this. He knew that if he let Taoist Lu Ya get closer, he might be in danger. However, he had no choice but to watch Taoist Lu Ya approach step by step.

At this moment, Taoist Lu Ya suddenly shouted and swung the long sword in his hand.

A golden sword light instantly cut through the void and rushed straight to Taoist Duobao. Seeing this, Taoist Duobao hurriedly waved his whisk to meet the enemy. However, the golden sword light seemed to have infinite power, and it actually knocked the whisk away in one fell swoop and hit Taoist Duobao's chest.

Taoist Duobao was shocked when he saw this. He hurriedly dodged the golden sword light. However, before he could stand firm, he saw Taoist Lu Ya approaching him and swung the long sword in his hand again, taking his head.

Taoist Duobao was horrified, and he knew that he was in a desperate situation. However, he was unwilling to admit defeat. He gritted his teeth, waved his long sword to meet the enemy, and fought a desperate battle with Taoist Lu Ya.

The two fought fiercely in the Zhuxian Sword Formation for a long time, with sword lights intersecting and the sound of killing deafening. However, no matter how hard Duobao Taoist tried, he could not get rid of Lu Ya Taoist's attack. He was secretly anxious in his heart, knowing that if he continued like this, he would be defeated and killed sooner or later.

At this moment, a roar suddenly came from the sky. Duobao Taoist looked up and saw a golden light flying from the sky and instantly fell into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. The golden light landed and turned into a god general wearing golden armor and holding a spear. This god general exuded a majestic aura, as if he was a god from heaven.

Seeing this, Duobao Taoist was delighted.

He recognized that this god general was a master of Jiejiao - Zhao Gongming. Zhao Gongming was powerful and was a close friend of Duobao Taoist. Duobao Taoist did not expect that Zhao Gongming would appear at this moment to help him.

Zhao Gongming fell into the sword formation and did not act immediately. He looked around, his eyes were like torches, as if he could see through all illusions. He said in a deep voice: "Brother Duobao, I'll help you."

After that, he held a spear in his hand, his figure swayed, turned into a golden light, and rushed straight towards Taoist Lu Ya.

Taoist Lu Ya was shocked when he saw this.

He didn't expect that Jiejiao would send Zhao Gongming to help. He knew that Zhao Gongming was powerful and should not be underestimated. So, he hurriedly swung his sword to meet the enemy and started a fierce battle with Zhao Gongming.

The two fought fiercely in the Zhuxian Sword Formation for a long time, with guns and swords interlaced, and the sound of killing was deafening. However, no matter how hard Taoist Lu Ya tried, he could not get rid of Zhao Gongming's attack.

He was secretly anxious in his heart, knowing that if he continued like this, he would be defeated and killed sooner or later.

At this moment, Taoist Duobao suddenly shouted and swung the long sword in his hand. I saw a green sword light instantly cut through the void and rushed straight towards Taoist Lu Ya. Seeing this, Taoist Lu Ya hurriedly swung his sword to meet the enemy. However, the green sword light seemed to have infinite power, and it knocked the sword away and hit Taoist Lu Ya's chest.

Taoist Lu Ya was shocked when he saw this. He quickly dodged the green sword light. However, after dodging this attack, Taoist Lu Ya found himself in a more critical situation. Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming joined forces, and the sword light and gun shadows intertwined into an airtight net, trapping him firmly in it.

Taoist Lu Ya was secretly anxious. He knew that if he couldn't break the situation again, he might really die here. He took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and began to look for an opportunity to break the situation.

He looked at the sword light and gun shadows around him with a sharp gaze, trying to find the flaws. Finally, in the intersection of sword light and gun shadow, he found a tiny gap between Taoist Duobao and Zhao Gongming. He was delighted, knowing that this was his chance to break the situation.

So, he swung his sword violently, and the sword light surged, rushing straight to the gap. The sword light was like a dragon, instantly penetrating the interweaving of sword light and gun shadow, and went straight to Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming.

Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming were shocked when they saw this. They didn't expect Lu Ya Taoist to be so sharp that he could find flaws in this airtight sword formation. They hurriedly waved their weapons to meet the enemy, but it was too late.

The sword light was like lightning, and it instantly passed through their bodies.

Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming both shook their bodies and narrowly avoided the attack. However, they also revealed a bigger flaw.

Lu Ya Taoist was delighted when he saw this. He knew that his chance to break the situation had finally come. So he swung his sword again, and the sword light surged, rushing straight to Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming.

However, Duobao Taoist was not defeated by Lu Ya Taoist's offensive. At that critical moment, he suddenly stimulated the magic power in his body, his body suddenly rose up, turned into a stream of light, and cleverly avoided the fatal blow of Lu Ya Taoist.

At the same time, he swung the long sword in his hand, and the sword light was scattered like a thread, colliding with the sword light of Lu Ya Taoist, making a deafening roar.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming was also refreshed. He waved his spear and fought side by side with Duobao Taoist to resist Lu Ya Taoist's attack. The battle between the three became more and more intense. The sword light, spear shadow and magic spells intertwined, reflecting the entire Jiepai Pass as bright as day.

Duobao Taoist secretly rejoiced in his heart. He knew that he was almost defeated just now, but with his profound cultivation and keen combat intuition, he successfully avoided the crisis.

Now, he and Zhao Gongming have joined forces, and their strength has greatly increased, enough to compete with Lu Ya Taoist.

Lu Ya Taoist also frowned. He didn't expect Duobao Taoist to be so tenacious and able to persist under his attack. He knew the strength of Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming, and knew that this battle would be a protracted contest.

However, just as the three were fighting fiercely, a long bell sounded suddenly from the sky. This bell sound seemed to have a mysterious power, instantly penetrating the restraints of the Zhuxian Sword Formation and reaching everyone's ears. The immortals of the Chan Sect and the disciples of the Jie Sect all looked stern and looked up at the sky.

I saw a golden light flying from the sky and instantly fell into the battlefield. The golden light landed and turned into a mysterious figure wearing golden armor and holding a long sword.

This figure exuded a majestic aura, as if he was a god of war from heaven.

Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming were shocked when they saw this.

They recognized this mysterious figure as the clone of Yuanshi Tianzun, the leader of the Chan Sect!

Yuanshi Tianzun's clone fell into the battlefield and did not take action immediately.

He looked around, his eyes were like torches, as if he could see through all the falsehoods. He said in a deep voice: "Duobao Taoist, Zhao Gongming, you set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation to kill our Chan Sect. However, destiny is determined, and those who defy destiny will eventually suffer the consequences."

Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming's faces darkened when they heard this. They knew that Yuanshi Tianzun's strength was unfathomable, and even his clone was enough to make them feel daunted.

However, they did not want to admit defeat.

Duobao Taoist sneered and said: "Master Yuanshi, why do you have to say these nonsense? Today I set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation to compete with you Chan Sect. If you have the ability, come and break my sword formation!"

Yuanshi Tianzun's clone was not angry when he heard this.

He held a long sword in his hand, and his figure flashed, turning into a golden light, and rushed straight into the Zhuxian Sword Formation. He rushed left and right in the sword formation, sometimes swinging his sword and slashing, sometimes dodging, and he moved freely in the sword formation, as if he was not affected by the sword formation at all.

Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming were shocked when they saw this.

They didn't expect that Yuanshi Tianzun's clone was so powerful that he could easily move in the Zhuxian sword formation. They hurriedly pinched their fingers and chanted spells to strengthen the power of the sword formation, trying to trap Yuanshi Tianzun's clone in the sword formation.

However, Yuanshi Tianzun's clone seemed to see through their intentions.

He held a long sword, and the sword light surged, instantly defeating the surrounding sword lights one by one. His figure was like lightning, shuttling back and forth in the sword formation, and gradually approached Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming.

Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming were horrified, and they knew that they were in a desperate situation. However, they were unwilling to admit defeat.

They gritted their teeth, wielded their weapons to fight the enemy, and fought a desperate battle with Yuanshi Tianzun's clone.

However, no matter how hard they tried, they could not escape the attack of Yuanshi Tianzun's clone. Yuanshi Tianzun's clone seemed to have endless magic power, and every attack made them feel difficult to resist.

Finally, after a fierce collision, Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming were both seriously injured and unable to fight again.

Seeing this, Yuanshi Tianzun's clone did not continue to pursue.

He put away his sword and looked around. He saw that all the immortals of the Chan Sect were happy, while the Jie Sect was gloomy. He smiled slightly and said, "Duobao Taoist, Zhao Gongming, you are defeated. Let's stop the battle today."

After that, he turned and left, leaving Duobao Taoist and Zhao Gongming sad. They knew that they could not leave a saint behind, even if it was just a clone.

At the same time, Yuanshi Tianzun, who was far away in the Yuxu Palace of Kunlun Mountain, was closing his eyes and concentrating, using his supreme magical powers to see through everything in the world.

Suddenly, his brows were furrowed, and a solemn look flashed in his eyes. It turned out that he sensed an unprecedented evil aura surging out from under the Nine Netherworlds, rushing straight into the sky, as if to subvert the order between heaven and earth. This evil aura was the sign that the legendary Zhuxian Sword Formation was activated.

Yuanshi Tianzun knew the horror of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. It was a peerless killing formation left over from ancient times. Once activated by a saint, no one could stop it. Unless the four saints joined forces, it could not be cracked.

He pondered for a moment, knowing that this matter was no small matter and he had to act as soon as possible.

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his sleeves lightly, a golden light flashed, and the Taoist Randeng appeared in front of him.

"Randeng, you should go to the Western Paradise as soon as possible and invite the saint and the saint Zhunti to come. The Zhuxian Sword Formation has appeared and cannot be broken without the power of the four saints." Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was low and powerful, and every word seemed to contain the secrets of heaven and earth.

When the Taoist Randeng heard this, his face was stern. He knew the horror of the Zhuxian Sword Formation. It was a peerless killing formation left over from ancient times. Once activated, no one could stop it. But facing Yuanshi Tianzun's order, he did not hesitate at all. He put his hands together, bowed respectfully, and said: "Yes, Tianzun. I will go there immediately and will not let you down."

After that, the Taoist Master Ran Deng turned into a golden light, disappeared in the sky in an instant, and went straight to the Western Paradise.

The Western Paradise, located on the top of Mount Xumi, is a holy place full of peace and tranquility. It is spring all year round here, with flowers and various rare animals running around, like a beautiful painting. Mount Xumi, a towering mountain, stands in the center of this holy place.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng came to the foot of Mount Xumi, looked up at the towering mountain, and a feeling of awe surged in his heart. He took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, and then walked up the mountain. Along the way, he met many disciples and guardians of the Western Church. When they saw the Taoist Master Ran Deng, they all saluted and saluted, obviously not surprised by his arrival.

Finally, the Taoist Master Ran Deng arrived at the Pure Land of Bliss.

Two saints were sitting on the lotus platform, closing their eyes to rest. They were the leaders of the Western religion - the Saint Jie Yin and the Saint Zhunti.

The Saint Jie Yin was dressed in a white robe, with a thin face and deep eyes. He held a jade bamboo in his hand, and exuded a faint holy light, giving people a sense of tranquility.

The Saint Zhunti was dressed in a green robe, wearing a crown on his head, and had a kind face. He held a string of Bodhi beads in his hand, and every time he moved, it seemed that there was a Sanskrit sound, which was refreshing.

Seeing this, the Taoist Master Ran Deng hurriedly stepped forward to salute and told the two saints everything about the Zhuxian Sword Formation.

His words were full of solemnity and anxiety, and he was obviously very worried about the terrifying sword formation. After listening to the Taoist Master Ran Deng's narration, the faces of the Saint Jie Yin and the Saint Zhunti also became solemn. They knew the power of the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and they also knew that if it was allowed to wreak havoc, it would bring endless disasters to the Three Realms.

So, the Jieyin Saint slowly spoke, his voice like a spring breeze: "Daoyou Ran Deng, this matter concerns the safety of the Three Realms, and we are obliged to do it. Please wait for a moment, we will prepare immediately and go to Jiepai Pass with you." Zhunti Saint also nodded in agreement.

The Burning Lamp Taoist was overjoyed and hurriedly thanked him.

He knew that with the addition of the two saints of the Western Church, they would be able to successfully crack the Zhuxian Sword Formation and save the Three Realms from danger. Soon after, the Jieyin Saint and Zhunti Saint were ready. They turned into three golden lights with the Burning Lamp Taoist, instantly disappeared in the Pure Land of Bliss, and headed straight for Jiepai Pass.

Jiepai Pass.

At this time, the Zhuxian Sword Formation was wreaking havoc here, and four huge immortal swords were flying in the void, releasing endless sword energy and murderous intent. The sword energy was like a dragon, and the killing intent was like a tide, as if it was going to swallow up the whole world. The surrounding mountains, rivers, plants and creatures were all turned into nothing under this terrifying sword energy, and it was a mess.

When the Taoist Master Ran Deng, the Saint Jie Yin and the Saint Zhunti came to the Jie Pai Pass, they were all shocked by the scene before their eyes.

The power of the Zhu Xian Sword Formation was several times more terrifying than they had imagined. They knew that if they could not break this formation as soon as possible, the entire Three Realms would face a catastrophe.

When the Taoist Master Ran Deng, the Saint Jie Yin and the Saint Zhunti approached the Zhu Xian Sword Formation, an unprecedented sense of oppression instantly enveloped their hearts.

The sword energy and killing intent seemed to be tangible, like thousands of sharp blades, constantly cutting their souls and bodies. Their breathing became rapid, and their heartbeats accelerated, as if they would be torn apart by this terrifying force at any time.

The atmosphere in the area covered by the Zhu Xian Sword Formation was extremely depressing.

The air around them seemed to be solidified, and time seemed to be still.

The four huge immortal swords were flying in the void. Every swing brought the spiritual energy and killing intent between heaven and earth, forming a series of terrifying sword beams that rushed straight into the sky. And those sword beams contained endless killing and destruction, as if they were going to swallow up the whole world.

The Taoist Master Ran Deng, the Saint Jie Yin and the Saint Zhunti looked at each other and saw the solemnity and determination in each other's eyes. They knew that this battle would be the most difficult challenge in their lives.

At this moment, the sky suddenly cracked with a gorgeous light, like a crack in the gods, revealing endless majesty and holiness. The light gradually gathered and turned into a huge red lotus, red like fire, but not without solemnity and elegance. It slowly rotated with a rhythm that transcended the world.

In the center of this red lotus, a figure slowly appeared.

He was wearing a gorgeous purple robe with complicated golden totems embroidered on it, flashing a mysterious light. His face was cold and majestic, his eyes were deep, as if he could see through all the mysteries of the world.

The foot of Tongtian Patriarch stepped on the red lotus, as if he had merged with it. Every step he took seemed to be in the void, but he was as steady as ever. The red lotus swayed gently with his steps, emitting a faint fragrance, as if it could wash away the distractions and fears in people's hearts.

With the arrival of Tongtian Patriarch, the air around him seemed to become heavy, and an invisible pressure enveloped the entire battlefield. The sword energy and murderous intent of the Zhuxian Sword Formation became more fierce and pure.