newbobooks Chapter 347 Beating up Taiyi Zhenren
Chapter 347 Beating up Taiyi Zhenren
When Maitreya and Ksitigarbha left, Yang Jiao clearly saw a thick layer of resentment on their bodies.
At this moment,
The Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation behind them suddenly trembled, and dust billowed up.
The group turned around and looked.
This rendered the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, which had reduced the cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals to nothing, to dust.
The Nine Dragons Incense Chariot roared and flashed into the chariot, then carried the Primordial Celestial Venerable away from this place.
After Yuanshi Tianzun left, two more figures appeared and headed straight for the Western Sect.
Eleven disciples of the Chan Sect, who had lost all their magical powers, walked out looking disheveled and stopped in front of Yang Jiao, extending their hands.
"Please, Qingfu Zhengshen, return the magic treasure."
Yang Jiao reached into her sleeve and took out all the magical artifacts that Yun Zhongzi had imitated.
Feeling a little guilty, I handed it over.
After Guang Chengzi took the lead and took away his own magic weapon, the others also took it back in turn.
Seeing that they didn't react, Yang Jiao breathed a sigh of relief.
only……
Dao Xing Tianzun looked at the demon-subduing pestle in his hand, feeling that something was amiss, and asked in confusion:
"Why does my magic weapon feel off?"
In a word.
Yang Jiao and Yun Zhongzi both tensed up.
Guang Chengzi leaned closer and asked:
"What's wrong?"
Dao Xing Tianzun hesitated, weighing the magic weapon in his hand, and after a long while said:
"I feel like this vajra is a little heavier than before?"
Taiyi Zhenren patted the dust off his body and said:
“You used to be a Golden Immortal, now you’re a mortal, it’s definitely different.”
As he spoke, he began to stroke the feathers of his whisk again, and continued:
"I felt a sharp pain in my flesh just now when I brushed off the dust."
"Perhaps." Dao Xing Tianzun's doubts had not diminished, but he said no more.
They all left immediately.
"Whoo~"
The cold sweat on Yang Jiao's body finally subsided.
Originally, Taiyi Zhenren left with the others, but after taking only a few steps, he felt a tightness in his neck and could no longer walk.
Looking back, the first thing that caught my eye was the face of Master Yu Ding.
A fawning smile appeared on his face, and he greeted the man warmly:
"Senior brother~"
Master Yu Ding did not respond to him, but simply looked at Yang Jiao and said:
"You two chat, I'll catch up with Taiyi."
Hearing the sound.
Taiyi Zhenren's expression changed drastically.
Her round cheeks trembled as she struggled with tremendous force.
"Young friend, young friend, save me!"
Seeing that Yang Jiao didn't move, he looked at the Ten Deadly Formations again, waved his hand in that direction, and shouted:
"Nezha! Come quickly and save your master, my disciple!"
No matter how much Taiyi Zhenren struggled, he was still unable to escape from Yuding Zhenren, who was now at the Taiyi Golden Immortal realm.
He lay face down on the ground, his hands gripping the earth tightly.
One of his feet was being dragged by Master Yuding, leaving two deep finger marks...
"The brothers in the same martial arts school have a really good relationship."
Yang Jiao sighed, then burst into laughter, giving Yun Zhongzi a thumbs-up and praising him:
"Master, you are amazing! Those counterfeit magic weapons have fooled them all."
"It still wasn't perfect; time was too tight."
Wasn't Dao Xing Tian Zun almost aware of it just now?
Moreover, and more importantly...
Yun Zhongzi's eyes flashed:
"There's not enough time, and those magical artifacts aren't realistic enough; their power will decrease with use..."
I'm afraid that it will become useless after a while.
Yang Jiao squinted and said:
"It's alright, it won't be in our hands by then."
They can't deny it anymore.
Moreover, these individuals are quite shrewd.
None of their most powerful magical treasures were brought out. For example, Guang Chengzi had half of the Fantian Seal forged from Buzhou Mountain, but in the end, he only released two swords, the male and female swords.
The others...
When the time comes, they will all abstain from their religion and become Buddhist bodhisattvas, so it would be better if they didn't take the Dharma treasures with them.
During their conversation.
From behind the mountain, the voice of Jade Cauldron Immortal could be heard:
"Fatty! Take this Thousand-Pound Drop from your senior brother!"
"what!"
Everything is beautiful.
Except for Taiyi Zhenren.
He then bid farewell to the place, and there were already many vengeful spirits in the soul-guiding banner.
Yang Jiao went to the Investiture Platform.
Mosquito Taoist still held onto her sleeve, following Yang Jiao step by step, never leaving her side.
As soon as they entered this place, a resonance occurred between the Soul-Guiding Banner and the Consecration Platform.
The spirits on the Soul Pillar sensed this and all looked over.
Yang Jiao shook the soul-guiding banner, and the souls inside were drawn to the soul pillar as if connected by a thread.
Li Jing saw that he was on the Investiture of the Gods platform and a hint of joy appeared on his face.
Since they were able to reach the Investiture Platform, they would surely become immortals.
He whispered to his two sons:
"Let's wait here for now. Once the investiture of the gods is over, we will definitely ask Prime Minister Jiang to bestow upon us a good divine position."
Moreover, the treatment at the Conferred God Platform is quite good.
Surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a high altar, the scenery is delightful everywhere.
At this moment, neither Jinzha nor Muzha responded.
They seemed to be in a trance, their eyes fixed, before they clutched their heads in agony and struggled.
"It hurts so much! My head feels like it's going to explode!"
Li Jing was greatly alarmed.
He wanted to go forward and take a look, but then he thought of the soul in the soul-guiding banner, and felt a pain in his cheek, so he dared not move.
Jinzha and Muzha struggled, and soon two white, somewhat distorted souls floated out from their spirits. They were the souls of Bixiao Niangniang and Qiongxiao Niangniang.
The two souls rose into the air and bowed their heads in the direction of Yang Jiao.
Then it vanished into the world.
From then on, Qiongxiao and Bixiao were missing one soul and one spirit in their original forms.
Upon seeing this.
Yang Jiao closed her eyes.
He raised his hand and pulled out the souls of Li Jing and his two sons, throwing them onto the last pillar, saying:
"You three have no merit on the battlefield, yet you want to come to my Conferred God Platform to enjoy yourself for nothing?"
The final soul pillar is prepared for souls that have committed too many murders on the battlefield and have accumulated a heavy burden of karma.
It was like being in a mountain of knives and a sea of fire; every minute inside was pure torture.
As soon as Li Jing and his two sons entered the room, they were imprisoned on a bed of knives that could pierce their souls.
He shouted loudly:
"This is a personal vendetta! An abuse of power! After I am conferred the title of god, I will definitely report this to the Jade Emperor."
"Oh."
Yang Jiao was sitting to the left, fiddling with her fingers.
Your Majesty...
Can a mere celestial soldier even meet the Jade Emperor?
Yang Jiao calculated the divine positions, and Shen Gongbao would eventually be appointed as the Water Divider General, and would also go to the North Sea to plug the sea eye. Li Jing was still young, and it was not impossible for him to do this job of plugging the sea eye.
If Yang Jiao hadn't witnessed Shen Gongbao protecting so many lesser demons, she wouldn't have remembered his divine position.
Now, at least there's a stand-in.
Li Jing died in place of the God of Wealth in life, and later blocked the sea eye for Shen Gongbao.
Wow, he's so useful!
Inside the Purgatory Soul Pillar, Jinzha and Muzha were awakened by excruciating pain.
The fire inside, from who knows where, was so powerful it could burn even the soul.
Each struggled and suffered.
It was only then that Jinzha and Muzha suddenly realized that if they had treated Nezha better in the past, he wouldn't have stolen their military merits, and even if they had died, they would have had a better time at the Investiture of the Gods.
"Nezha..."