First boxing match

  "Zhenyang Old Dao!" Jinghe Daojun burst into Zhenyang Daojun's Dongfu with an aura like a rainbow. He shouted as if he had come to settle a score, "Come out and see me!"

  Zhenyang Daojun's residence was as simple as most cultivators, but nothing that should be there was missing. As one of the only four or five late-stage Yuan Ying cultivators in Tianji, and the de facto highest authority of Xuqingmen, Zhenyang Daojun's residence was naturally heavily guarded with numerous restrictions. If an enemy were to come knocking, they would certainly not get a good reception. But at this moment, it just so happened to be Jinghe Daojun, and the disciples guarding the gate could only helplessly let him come and go as he pleased.

  Zhenyang Daojun opened his eyes and waved his hand to lift the seal around him, allowing Jingping and Daojun to enter.

  Unlike Jing and Daojun's flamboyant style, Zhenyang Daojun wore a simple and unadorned Taoist robe, with his hair tied back in a knot, his white hair and youthful face exuding an air of calmness and serenity, giving off the impression of being a true recluse, with an aura of elegance and refinement.

  Jing and Dao Jun rushed into their own Dongfu, Zhenyang Dao Jun only raised his eyelids, then drooped them again. His voice was calm and steady: "What's the matter?"

  "What's wrong? Are you still asking me what's wrong?" Jing He Daojun shouted strangely, "I'm saying, Zhenyang Old Dao, are you jealous that I've taken in a disciple with the Heavenly Gift, but don't dare to say it out loud?"

  Not to mention the Xuanqing Sect, I'm afraid that even in the entire Tianji, only Jinghe Daojun would dare to speak to Zhenyang Daojun like this. In his heyday, Zhenyang Daojun was also known as a genius, advancing to Yuan Ying at over 200 years old and later period at over 600 years old. From then on, he dominated Tianji for hundreds of years, with only three or four Yuan Ying later period cultivators able to match him. The reason I'm not sure if it's three or four is because one of the old monsters in the Yuan Hou realm has been hiding and hasn't come out, and it's unknown whether he's still alive.

  Jing and Daojun, looking at his cultivation experience, whether in the Xuanqingmen or Tianji, can't be considered top-notch, only excellent. However, Jing and Daojun are the only ones who speak like this, and Zhenyang Daojun listens to him calmly. There is also a reason for this: firstly, although Jing and Daojun's cultivation is only in the middle of Yuanying, he has a strong desire to fight and has studied deeply in the way of fighting, with many precious objects and secret methods at his disposal; even if it were a great master of the Yuan stage, they wouldn't dare say they could defeat him. Secondly, his personality is just like that, and Zhenyang Daojun knows this very well. Why bother arguing with him over these trivial matters?

  Jinghe Daojun shouted loudly, but Zhenyang Daojun remained calm and composed, without even a glance.

  "You take your disciples, I have my own disciples, what's the point of being jealous?"

  "Not jealous?" Jing He Dao Jun sneered, "Not jealous that you let your disciple come and flirt with my disciple?"

  This sentence made Zhen Yang Dao Jun slightly suspicious, and he raised his eyelids: "Hook up?"

  "This phrase is really not elegant, but Jinghe Daojun continued to sneer: 'Don't tell me you don't know, you took in a disciple of Danling Root, and he's as precious as a treasure. I don't believe you wouldn't know about him hooking up with my disciple on such a 'major matter'."

  He deliberately put emphasis on the two words "big matter", Jinghe Daojun raised an eyebrow and slanted his eyes at Zhenyang Daojun, meaning, don't think you can fool me!

  "Are you talking about Yan Fei?" Zhenyang Daojun raised his eyes slightly. As a disciple of Shan Linggen, the entire Xuanqing Gate was well-known to him, and with just a little thought, he knew who Jinghe Daojun was referring to.

  "You're not old and muddled yet!" Jing He Daojun teased, then seemed to say with a serious tone, "I'm saying, Zhenyang Old Dao, my disciple is very good. But you also have to come ask me if I can hook up or not, otherwise hurting the harmony between us wouldn't be good, right?"

  Zhenyangdao Jun was not fooled by his words and only asked: "What's going on? Either speak clearly or don't waste my time."

  The only one who can speak to Jinghe and Daowen like this in the entire Xuanqing Gate is Zhensun Daowen.

  Hearing such a blunt statement, Jing and Daojun knew that the old Taoist was getting impatient, so they decided to speak nicely: "Your disciple, I don't know what medicine he took, but he's been flattering my disciple nonstop, making my disciple afraid to go out. How could you really not know?"

  "How would I know about such trivial matters?" After hearing the whole story, Zhen Yang Dao Jun couldn't help but secretly feel a headache. This Jing He was indeed something else, wouldn't his disciple's flirtation with a woman be something he'd need to personally report to his master? Who had time for this, and yet here he was, in the Yuan Ying period, running over to interrogate him about such a minor matter regarding his disciple being flirted with. He still softened his tone to confirm once more: "You're saying that Yan Fei is pursuing your disciple? Ah, is it that little disciple you just took on?"

  "Alright," Jing and Dao nodded, and then patted Xuan Yang's shoulder, saying with a heavy heart, "Xuan Yang Shixiong, don't say I'm not giving you face, my disciple is not bad, but really can't be given to your disciple, tell your disciple to save his energy, huh?"

  Zhenyang Daojun was puzzled: "My disciple is unmarried, your disciple is not married, what's the problem? Is this small matter worth you coming personally?"

  Jinghe Daojun's face turned red with rage as he exclaimed, "A small matter?! I'll tell you, this is no small matter!" He glanced around cautiously before leaning in close to Zhenyang Daojun and whispering, "This disciple of mine was brought back by that little scamp from my household. You also know what kind of temperament that child has - it's not easy for him to bring back a young girl! Now he's anxious to get married and doesn't have time to deal with this matter. If I don't take care of it for him, he'll be at odds with me when he gets out!"

  After finishing speaking, Jing and Daojun added another sentence: "You can tell your apprentice to stop bothering my apprentice again, it's useless!"

  After hearing what he said earlier, Jingyang Daoren originally understood, but Jinghe Daoren added another sentence with a complacent tone, which made him unhappy: "Your disciple has his own strengths, but my disciple is a rare single-spirited root that appears only once in a hundred years. He's young and promising, with a bright future ahead of him. Does he need to cling to your disciple? I think he's just bored and looking for someone to chat with. Young people come and go, don't be too concerned."

  "Am I being overly cautious?" Jinghe and Daojun called out. "If it's really just my imagination, why would that kid keep asking me to take my disciple out? Zhenyang Old Dao, don't just protect your own disciple, okay? Not that I'm saying anything, but even though your disciple is a single-spirited root, compared to my disciple... well, they're about the same. Want to know what kind of talent my disciple has? Heh heh, not telling you for now!"

  Look at his self-satisfied appearance, Zhen Yang Dao Jun's face turned black: "Alright, stop treating your disciple like a treasure. My disciple wants to dual cultivate with many people. Do you need to rush and fawn over my disciple? What are you blindly anxious about!"

  "Eh, I'm telling you, Zhenyang Old Dao, this is jealousy, jealousy!"

  "I'm jealous? With a single Spirit Root disciple, do I still need to be jealous of you? Is this small matter worth you making a special trip for? You can leave!" His own disciple was being belittled one after another, and Zhen Yang Dao Jun's anger ignited. He flicked his sleeve and issued an order to expel the guest.

  "You dare to call me back, I'll go back?" Jing He and Dao Jun argued with him, "I'm telling you, my disciple is a rare Hunyuan spiritual root! Do you know what a Hunyuan spiritual root is? She has already obtained the Hunyuan technique, and now at thirty she's in the middle of building her foundation. Can your disciple compare to that? With just a single spiritual root, it'll be hard for them to catch up with my disciple!"

  "Is it a Hún Yuán Líng Gēn?" Zhenyang Daoren was still fuming, but suddenly heard this sentence and paused for a moment. "Your disciple is a Hún Yuán Líng Gēn from the ancient times?"

  "That's right!" Jinghe and Daojun raised their heads.

  Zhen Yang Dao Jun sneered a moment later: "What about the Hunyuan Linggen? It's been lost for tens of thousands of years, who knows what will happen! My disciple is a real single-spirited root, and even if he's inferior, it won't be by much!"

  "Zhenyang Old Dao!" Just a moment ago, he was still waiting for Zhenyang Daoren to admit defeat. The next moment, after hearing this sentence, Jinghe Daoren also got angry, "What's the use of having only one spiritual root? How many of us Yuanying cultivators have cultivated with only one spiritual root? Songfeng Old Man is a three-spiritual-root cultivator, and you still can't beat him!"

  When he mentioned this, Jingyang Daoren also got angry: "When did I not beat others? It's just that there was no distinction between victory and defeat!" Then he sneered: "You didn't always look down on the old man Songfeng, why are you speaking for him now? Are you still Dan Linggen? Is Dan Linggen bad? How did you cultivate it?"

  "Just because I'm a single-cultivator, doesn't mean I speak for all single-cultivators! What's so great about being a single-cultivator? How many single-cultivators can't even cultivate to the level of Yuanying?" Jinghe Daojun had already become muddled and confused.

  Zhenyang Daojun was directly amused by him: "Qin Jinghe! You old rascal, you're itching for a fight and came to find me on purpose? I'll fulfill your wish!" As he said that, he took out an object, clasped his palms together, transformed it, and threw it over.

  Jinghe Daojun flashed, a burst of spiritual energy blasted a stone wall into dust. He was also burning with anger, pulled out a gourd, raised his hand and a stream of true fire shot out from the gourd. "Old man Zhenyang! If I don't give you some color to see, you really think I'm easy to bully!"

  Zhenyang Daojun stopped talking and instead retrieved his magic treasure, launching another attack.

  …………

  Mò Tiān Gē didn't know, she casually said a sentence, and the result was that the two most powerful Yuán Yīng cultivators of Xuán Qīng Mén fought each other, almost flattening the Dòng Fǔ of Zhèn Yáng Dào Jūn.

  Of course, this is actually Jing and Dao Jun who likes to provoke trouble, casually saying something that makes people uncomfortable when they hear it, and their relationship with her is not very big.

  At this time, she was solemn-faced and stepped into Ye Zhenji's small hut.

  Two years had passed, and Ye Zhenji had grown a lot taller, his cultivation had also made progress. Just the other day, he had just finished his studies at the Men's Academy and became an official disciple. Because of the different treatment between elite disciples and ordinary disciples, the management method was also different. Ye Zhenji lived in the Upper Clear Palace, and it was inconvenient for the Executive Hall to manage him too much. It was difficult to shut others' mouths, so Jinghe Daojun waved his hand and directly indicated that he would be recorded under the name of Guardian Quiet Truth.

  Mò Tiān Gē originally disagreed with it. The child she personally taught, why should he be registered under someone else's name? Especially since that other person doesn't even care about him.

  Ke Jing and Dao Jun said that she was only in the middle of building her foundation, even if she cultivated faster, it would take 50 to 60 years for her to form a dan. By then, Ye Zhenji should have already started building his foundation. The way elite disciples and ordinary disciples receive foundation-building pills is different, do they want to hold him back from building his foundation?

  For this, Mo Tian Ge could only tacitly agree. Nowadays, Ye Zhen Ji still lives here and has never even seen his nominal master.

  As he walked to the front of the cold jade, he saw Ye Zhenji lying crookedly on the ground. Mo Tian Ge slightly furrowed his brow and helped this child up, lifting his hand to cover his crown, channeling spiritual energy into him.

  After a long time, Ye Zhenji let out a low moan and woke up. Seeing her, he called out in a low voice: "Auntie."

  Moyan Song let him go and said: "Don't you hurry up and take medicine to heal your wounds?"

  Ye Zhenji's face turned red, and he hastily took out a pill and ate it, then sat up straight.

  Mo Tian Ge stood guard beside him, quietly observing his condition.

  Just now she was cultivating, her divine sense paying attention to the outside, suddenly discovering that the spiritual energy here is fluctuating. After carefully distinguishing it, it turned out to be Ye Zhen's body with chaotic spiritual energy, showing signs of going into madness due to uncontrolled inner fire. Just now when she touched Ye Zhen's Tian Ling Gai, she discovered where the problem was - this child had clearly eaten several Qi gathering pills, the medicinal power was too strong and uncontrollable, which is why he almost went mad due to uncontrolled inner fire.

  It wasn't long before the spiritual energy in Ye Zhen's body finally calmed down. He opened his eyes to see Mo Tian Ge standing in front of him, her face stern, and immediately lowered his head: "Aunt, I'm sorry."

  Mo Tian Ge snapped back to reality, shook his head and said: "Sorry, what was that?"

  "I've worried you."

  Upon hearing this, Mo Tian let out a sigh and sat down beside him: "What's the point of worrying? In the end, you're the one who has to bear the consequences. You cultivate for your own sake, not mine."

  "Yes." Ye Zhenji responded with a sound, and hesitated again, "Auntie, aren't you blaming me?"

  "What's wrong with you?"

  "I... just now was because I mistakenly ate the Gathering Qi Pill, that's why this happened. Don't you blame me for being careless?"

  Meng Tian Ge smiled and said, "What's the use of blaming you? The most important thing is that you won't make the same mistake again. Hmm... if you feel uncomfortable, just tell your aunt about it. Why did you take so many Qi-gathering pills? Didn't you think there would be a problem?"

  "This...," Ye Zhenji paused for a moment, then answered honestly, "I feel that my cultivation is too slow, so I want to eat more dan pills to speed up my cultivation."

  "Practicing slowly..." Mo Tian Ge lost his smile, "You're only twelve years old now and already have a cultivation base of three layers of Qi Refining. How can it be slow?"

  "But Hua Ling is the same age as me and has already cultivated his Qi to the fifth layer!"

  Hua Ling is Jing and Dao Jun's second disciple, Ming Zhen Zhen Ren's little apprentice. Because he is about the same age as Ye Zhen Ji, he can currently be considered his little playmate.

  Mó Tiān Gē Xiào Dào: "Huá Líng tā shì nǐ míng zhēn shī bó de xuè yuán hòu bì, líng gēn yě yōu yú nǐ, cóng xiǎo jiù bèi xì xīn jiào dǎo, rú hé néng yǔ nǐ yí yàng?"

  Upon hearing this, Ye Zhenji pouted and his eyes dimmed: "I know my talent can't compare to his, but if it's said like that, then won't I be unable to catch up with him for a lifetime?"

  "Of course not," Mo Tian Ge shook his head, "The path of cultivation isn't just about having talent. Now you're not as good as him, but as long as you continue to cultivate diligently, you'll eventually catch up. Besides, in the past two years, you've advanced from the first layer to the third layer, advancing two layers. Hua Ling only barely advanced to the fifth layer a few days ago, what are you afraid of?"

  Seeing Ye Zhenji lower his head and not speak, Mo Tian Ge knew that he was still not convinced in his heart. He smiled and said: "Alright then, let's make a bet for ten years. You two focus on cultivating seriously for ten years and see who will reach the foundation stage first."

  Ye Zhen thought for a moment, "Ten years' time, I still have hope of advancing to the Foundation Establishment stage," and smiled: "Mm."

  "However, let's make a deal, you can't do things like you did today, which is like pulling up seedlings to help them grow. Cultivation needs to be done step by step, being too impatient will not bring any benefits, and if one accidentally gets possessed by the devil, it will delay progress for many years, making it all in vain."

  "Okay, I'll listen to Auntie."

  After that, Jing and Dao Jun finished fighting, the magnificent golden dragon robe was already burnt to ashes, his face was stained with unknown things, whether it was ash or dirt, even his beautiful short beard was charred half way, looking utterly disheveled.

  He flew back to Qingyuan Peak in a rage, muttering to himself: "Zhenyang Old Dao, I'm giving you face today! If I had brought out the Absolute Yang, you wouldn't have died but would have lost half your life! Hmph, I'll spare you because we're fellow disciples!"

  He scolded his young apprentice, "You're idle and not focused on your cultivation. You'd rather flirt with Qin Jing and that old rascal's disciple? Who else would you set your sights on? That old thing is a complete rogue! If the beam is not straight, the house will be crooked. How can their disciples turn out well? Be honest with me, this matter is settled!"

  Bai Yan flies and is scolded inexplicably: "Master, I told you about this matter..."

  Zhen Yang Dao Jun was taken aback: "Told me? When did you tell me?"

  "Last time when you were practicing, I said I wanted to find someone to practice with together, and you said it was up to me..."

  Think about it carefully, and it seems that there is such a thing. Zhenyang Daojun's face was red with rage, and he scolded: "I said you're being casual, but you really are being casual? Our sect has many beautiful female cultivators who have high cultivation levels, why did you take a liking to the disciple of that old thing?" From now on, even Qin Jing didn't want to call him by his name, directly calling him "that old thing".

  Bai Yan flew even more aggrieved: "I said I was under the door of several Shifu, you said good, I looked and looked, only Mo Shijie is suitable..."

  "Then you didn't tell me either!" Zhenyang said, stroking his beard. "Isn't there also a young girl in Miao Yi's school? I remember she's not very old, and suitable for you too. Why don't you choose her?"

  Bai Yan flew over and carefully looked at her master, saying: "That Wu Shijie... doesn't look too..."

  He only said half of the words, but Zhenyang Daojun would not understand, glaring at him with anger: "You, you, as a cultivator, why are you so obsessed with appearances? Beauty or ugliness is just skin-deep! Moreover, can cultivators be ugly? That old thing's disciple isn't pretty either!"

  Seeing the furious Master, Baiyan wisely shut up. At this moment, her master had just quarreled with Jing and Shifu, so speaking again would only add fuel to the fire.

  Zhenyang Daojun turned around the room twice, then said: "That's it for this matter, you don't need to think about it anymore. That old thing is prepared for his own son, it has nothing to do with you!"

  "Ah?" Bai Yan flew into a daze, "Master, what do you mean?"

  "That means she's Qin Shoujing's, got it?"

  This news shocked Bai Yanfei, but he quickly shouted: "What does it have to do with him? I asked, and Mo Shijie clearly had no intention of dual cultivation!"

  "That's none of your business." Zhenyang Daoren gazed at his disciple, sneering coldly. "Alright, you little scamp, be smart for once! Your master has fallen out with that old thing, and yet you still go provoke his disciple - are you trying to humiliate me? This matter is settled; if you want to dual cultivate, then choose someone else!" With a flick of his sleeve, he turned and exited the stone chamber.

  Although she understood that her master was not laughing at her, Bai Yifei still gritted her teeth.

  Thanks to Zi Tan and Tian Tian Tian classmates for the pink tickets, yeah, another good xìng name. Also thanks to You Yi classmates for the reward, Sa Sha classmates for 588. Today I suddenly found out that Li Bai, Chang Hen Ge, Mozi, Doraemon have all been spoofed by me, who's next?