My Senior Brother is Too Steady

Li Changshou’s heart skipped a beat, but he still shook his head and smiled. “It’s just a secret game between the Trichiliocosm and the Western Sect. If I go personally, things will be troublesome.”

“That’s right. Now that the great calamity has arrived, we have to be careful.”

Lu Yue sighed and said, “The two Aunt-Masters of the Western Sect are completely different from the Saint of our Dao Sect. They are very ruthless and have no bottom line. I heard from Senior Brother Duobao that the two of them schemed against many mighty figures in ancient times. Take Ancestor Hong Yun for example. Why did he give up his seat in Purple Cloud Palace back then? Wasn’t it because he was fooled by these two fellows? Hong Yun and Kun Peng were originally sitting next to each other.

If Hong Yun did not get up, Kun Peng could use the opportunity to not give up his seat to the two of them. However, Hong Yun and Kun Peng could not resist the two of them. How could he not be angry at Hong Yun? At the end of the day, it’s the two from the Western Sect who have snatched the opportunity of the Kun Peng. The Kun Peng is afraid of the Great Sage of the Western Sect and does not dare to take revenge. It can only vent its anger on the red clouds.”

Qin Tianzhu nodded in agreement. “That’s right.”

Lu Yue smiled and said, “You’re talking as if you’ve seen it before.”

Li Changshou was rendered speechless.

He had really seen that person before. He was the most respected person in the Purple Cloud Palace who had heard of the Dao. At that time, he was on the left side of the Dao Ancestor.

Lu Yue said seriously, “Junior Brother Changgeng, I want you to be careful of the two Western Sect disciples. The Western Sect has also hidden many means. They seem to have techniques that can create Golden Immortals with merit. I heard from a fellow Daoist previously.”

Li Changshou took the opportunity to say, “Let’s not talk about the Saint’s disciples at the table. Senior Brother, who do you think is the most difficult to deal with among the disciples of the Saint of the Western Sect? I’ll take this as a reminder. Senior Brother, let me toast you first…”

“Sure, sure. Just chat with Junior Brother. Don’t mention anything.”

Lu Yue squatted down and gently touched the wine bottle with Li Changshou. He drank it happily and smiled.

“Disciples of the Western Saints are different. The Western Sect does not care about the in-name disciples and official disciples. They are divided into two groups, disciples of the Saints who were accepted before they became Saints and disciples who were accepted later on in order to trick experts into joining the Western Sect.

There is a clear difference between the two groups of disciples of the Saints. According to what I know, most of the disciples who entered the sect in the early years are not famous, but their strength is extraordinary. You have to be careful. I have only heard of Void Bodhi, Ksitigarbha, Duo Muneng, and so on. I don’t know their names. However, you don’t have to worry too much. In the end, they are still weaker than the eldest disciples of the three Dao Sects.”

At that moment, Li Changshou was roughly certain that Lu Yue should not be related to the Western Sect.

However, to be safe, Li Changshou continued to toast. When he was more drunk, he continued to ask, “Senior Brother, what do you think of the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters of Chan School?”

“There has been constant friction between Jie School and us over the past tens of thousands of years.” Lu Yue sighed and said, “At the end of the day, Second Uncle-Master and Master’s Dao are different. However, there were a few people in Chan School who were really annoying. Take Deputy Sect Master Randeng for example. He was sinister, cunning, and fanned the flames. He relied on his seniority and went around biting people. I was so angry that I threw poisonous pills at him a few times. Chan School… Hehe, they are not united.”

Li Changshou smiled and asked, “Which of the Senior Brothers and Senior Sisters of Chan School is the most admirable?”

“Tsk, that’s hard to say.” Lu Yue shook his head. “Although there are many disciples of Saints in this world, there are very few who can be called heroes of the Primordial World.”

Qin Tianzhu said, “There are twelve famous Golden Immortals in Chan School. Is Guang Chengzi, the leader of the twelve Golden Immortals, a hero?”