In Biyou Palace, Lord Tongtian sat cross-legged on the nine-layer platform and suddenly opened his eyes.
"Since you two are already here, why are you stopping outside the palace?"
Before Master Tongtian finished speaking, the clouds above him swayed, reflecting the sky.
After Yun Zhongzi heard this, he helped Taoist Duobao into the palace.
"Disciple pays homage to Master."
"Disciple pays homage to Master."
Leader Tongtian seemed a little sleepy. He raised his eyelids and looked at the two people in the audience.
"Duobao, why did you lose an arm?"
The leader of Tongtian Cult is a saint, and his magical power is unimaginable. He can't hide any troubles on Jin'ao Island, let alone a huge fight.
At this moment, he did not directly hold accountable, but instead asked about the cause of the broken arm, which he already knew, which was indeed a bit strange.
Yun Zhongzi clutched the severed arm, nodded and lowered his eyebrows and said nothing.
Yun Zhongzi finally raised his head and faced the leader of Tongtian Cult.
"The disciple relied on his advanced realm and felt contempt, so he gave in to the sword.
Taoist Duobao raised his head and looked at the nine-layer platform.
Taoist brother Duobao is worthy of being passed down from his master uncle. He has extremely high attainments in the art of swordsmanship. His disciple was delighted when he saw the hunting spirit, so he proposed to discuss swordsmanship.
If this matter cannot be said, the leader of Tongtian Cult did say it again.
When Yun Zhongzi saw that Duobao was taken back like this, he immediately collected the jade slip, nodded and lowered his eyebrows, not daring to act rashly again.
How can poverty be so important?
Leader Tongtian lowered his head and smiled slightly.
"If it weren't for the cause and effect four hundred years ago, you would have entered my Jiejiao sect."
If this matter could be discussed, Yuanshi Tianzun would have said it long ago.
After this incident, I will let my uncle punish me and I will have no complaints."
If he was really the culprit who disrupted the secrets of heaven, he was really afraid that Patriarch Hongjun would kill him one day if he didn't like him.
Today I am revealing these secrets to you. If our Biyou Palace is in danger of being destroyed in the future, you must protect the last inheritance of Jie Jiao."
"Explanation of teachings is to clarify the way of heaven and follow the heavens, while interception of teachings is to intercept a glimmer of life for those who are destined.
"Uncle Master, are you trying to trick me?"
Furthermore, if Yuanshi Tianzun knew about this matter, Yun Zhongzi would be guilty.
"Why did my uncle tell his disciples these secrets?"
The leader of the Tongtian cult stretched out his two fingers and pointed at the void thirty-six times. However, wisps of starlight came from the sky and turned into silk threads to sew the broken arm of Taoist Duobao.
The eyelids of Master Tongtian moved, and finally opened again.
Yun Zhongzi still lowered his head, but raised his ears and waited for the next step.
Taoist Duobao lowered his head and made a sound like a mosquito.
But he had just vowed not to embarrass Yun Zhongzi because of the Fire Spirit Madonna incident, but he didn't know how to answer.
The leader of Tongtian sect connected Duobao's arms, sewed them together with starlight, and then used the saint's Taoist energy to make up for the loss. This is a supremely wonderful method.
Hearing this, Yun Zhongzi was determined, knowing that the matter was a foregone conclusion, and immediately raised the severed arm.
It is certainly no small matter for a saint to take action.
Leader Tongtian suddenly smiled and then raised his head, not knowing what he was looking at.
"I thought it would take you three months to fully understand this sword, but I still underestimated you."
"Brother Duobao's Taoist body is damaged, and the disciple has no choice but to ask his uncle to take action.
Yun Zhongzi heard the words but still couldn't understand.
Only then did Master Tongtian focus on the severed arm.
If you could have come to Biyou Palace one year earlier, you might have become my closed disciple by now."
Leader Tongtian looked at the embryo of Suwen Sword behind Yun Zhongzi and shook his head slightly.
Taoist Brother Duobao saw that my Taoist age was relatively young and my cultivation was shallow, so I gave my disciple a sword..."
"Destiny cannot be violated."
Yun Neutron is a little confused about this.
The leader of Tongtian Cult was probably aware of Duobao's renegade and was unwilling to bring the matter to light at the moment, thus losing his reputation as a Jie Cult.
He remembered that Yuanshi Tianzun once said that the title of True Immortal of Fortune was given by Patriarch Hongjun.
Master Tongtian's expression softened and his tone became a little gentler.
"Uncle taught me well."
"Exactly."
The poor Taoist is only in the Golden Immortal realm, has a shallow cultivation level, and does not have a few decent magic weapons at his disposal. How can he take on such a big responsibility?
He gently waved his sleeve, and Taoist Duobao was swept away by the strong wind, hanging in the air without being able to fall. The arm also flew over and was connected to the fracture.
You are the first disciple of the Second Sect to commit murder, and I am afraid you will not be able to hold back after opening this mouth.
"So, you lost an arm just because there was a mistake in the sword theory?"
No matter how Taoist Duobao felt, Yun Zhongzi was fascinated by what he saw. At the critical moment, he even took out a pair of jade slips and recorded it with his spiritual thoughts.
"You are not the cause of the chaos of heaven, but the result of the chaos of heaven."
Now it seems that in the past when the heaven was in chaos, several saints have more or less discovered some of the secrets of heaven. If this is the case, why can't they work together?
In less than an hour, Taoist Duobao was already attached to his arms, and his Tao body was flawless.
Yun Zhongzi raised his head and saw that Tongtian Cult Master was drowsy, and immediately understood the mystery.
Once the immortal body is damaged, it will be difficult for them to improve their cultivation.
It took your master six hundred years to reset the number of days.
Yun Zhongzi spoke concisely and to the point, but still did not dare to raise his head.
Unexpectedly, Yun Zhongzi's swordsmanship is extraordinary, but with just one sword, my disciple couldn't resist it, so he lost one arm."
Master Tongtian held the Qingping Sword and looked at Yun Zhongzi with a half-smile.
No one can guess whether the saint is happy or angry.
"I would like to inform you, Uncle Master, that Daoist Brother Duobao has reconciled with his disciple. The two of us had a very pleasant conversation, during which we talked about swordsmanship.
The leader of Tongtian Cult looked solemn, not pretending at all.
Yun Zhongzi finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's over here. Don't show off your cruelty anymore. If you fall into a catastrophe, even my teacher can't save your life!"
When Yun Zhongzi heard this, he was suddenly shocked. What does it mean that when he came into the world, the heavens were chaotic, and what did it mean that it took six hundred years to redefine the number of heavens?
The eyes of Tongtian Cult Master are as smooth as ancient wells, like a cold pool that has been frozen for thousands of years.
Taoist Duobao had one of his arms cut off, and he was already extremely angry. Previously he had to bow his head due to the situation, but now he is naturally aggrieved when he meets his master.
Taoist Duobao seemed to understand something. He gritted his teeth and spoke immediately.
Master Tongtian's eyes were slightly closed, as if he had already fallen into samadhi.
"When you were born a thousand years ago, the heavenly secrets were in chaos.
"You should have worshiped the Chan Cult a thousand years ago. In this case, you and I are indeed not destined to be together."
Although Yun Zhongzi cut off Duobao's arm for a reason, this place is the dojo of Tongtian Cult Master, and hurting his disciple would be a loss of his face.
After the Master of Tongtian Cult said this, he waved his hand and a strong wind blew Master Duobao back to the cave.
"Uncle Master has given me the kindness to teach me the sword, and he has never cared about what happened today. I should repay him in kind."
Yun Zhongzi thought about it for a long time, and finally agreed to the matter.
Although there is no good end for being a second-rate boy, it is better than dying by Qing Ping's sword right now, right?
Yun Zhongzi sighed heavily, and he had already decided that he must meet the master he had never met before in the future.