newbobooks Chapter 242 Shen Gongbao Invites Four Demon Generals to Yang Jiao to Obtain the Corpse Transformatio
Chapter 242 Shen Gongbao Invites Four Demon Generals to Yang Jiao to Obtain the Corpse Transformatio
Qinglong Pass was lost.
Shen Gongbao gritted his teeth in hatred, but dared not face Nezha directly. He turned and left when Li Xingba shouted at the Shang camp.
Kowloon Island has more than just the Four Saints!
He rode off on his black-spotted tiger.
Arriving at the foot of Kowloon Island, looking up at the sky, one sees billowing spiritual energy surging like a tidal wave.
Shen Gongbao was overjoyed and rushed up the mountain. Upon seeing the four demon generals, each two zhang and four chi tall, he hurriedly shouted:
"Fellow Daoist, please wait."
Mo Liqing, holding a long spear, with a face as red as a crab and a beard as thick as copper wire, raised his eyebrows upon seeing the newcomer and coldly said:
"He was originally Shen Gongbao, who had betrayed the Chan Sect and become a disciple of the Jie Sect."
Shen Gongbao, a man who achieves great things, knows how to bend and stretch. He seemed not to hear these words and continued to laugh:
"Fellow Daoist, please don't be angry. I've come to deliver news of a death!"
With a flick of his whip, Mo Lishou pulled Shen Gongbao from the back of the black-spotted tiger to his side. Shen Gongbao, looking like a tiny bean in front of these four giants, still mustered his courage and continued to lament:
"The four Sages of Nine Dragons Island, who cultivated together on the same island, were all killed by Jiang Ziya of Xiqi and his disciples. It was extremely cruel. I thought that no one would collect their bodies, so I came to Nine Dragons Island to report their deaths."
Mo Lishou glared angrily, threw Shen Gongbao to the ground, and cracked his whip into the sky.
He roared in anger:
"My Nine Dragons Island is a place of cultivation for the Jie Sect. Even if Jiang Ziya kills someone, he should consider the consequences!" Mo Lishou then turned to Mo Liqing indignantly, "Brother, let's go avenge our four fellow Daoists! Let's bring that Jiang Ziya and those brats to pay with their lives!"
Mo Liqing remained silent for a long time, only hesitatingly saying:
"The Tongtian Sect Leader has decreed that no one is allowed to go down the mountain to participate in the Investiture of the Gods, otherwise they will be listed on the list."
Mo Lihai was heartbroken:
"Are we just going to let the Chan Sect ride roughshod over us?"
Mo Liqing still refused to nod.
The eldest of the four Mo generals remained silent, and the others, even if unwilling, made no move.
Shen Gongbao's eyes darted around, and he slapped the ground and burst into tears:
"Those four fellow Daoists died a terrible death. Their heads were cut off and their chests were pierced. To avenge the thousands of Zhou soldiers who died, Jiang Ziya threw their bodies on the ground and let them be trampled by horses until there was no trace of their bones."
"Only four heads remain, hanging on the walls of Qinglong Pass, exposed to the wind and sun, a truly pitiful sight."
Upon hearing this, Mo Lihong's blood surged, and he opened the Hunyuan Umbrella in his hand, plunging the sky and earth into darkness, obscuring the sun and moon.
Grabbing Mo Liqing's wrist, he said urgently:
"Brother, they've gone too far!"
"Life and death are predestined, but we cannot be humiliated. Those four minor Taoists have served us faithfully on Kowloon Island, so they have some influence over us. How can we abandon them now?"
Shen Gongbao smiled to himself.
Wiping away non-existent tears, he added fuel to the fire, saying:
"Not only that, when Jiang Ziya's nephew Nezha killed fellow Daoist Li Xingba, he pointed his spear in the direction of Nine Dragons Island and cursed the Four Insects of Nine Dragons Island, saying that if a few more came, they would just be throwing their lives away."
"I did not want to involve the four of you, but they have gone too far. I am speaking out for you."
Upon hearing this, the four generals of the Demon Clan all turned grim.
Mo Liqing let out an angry snort.
"I'm furious! The four of us from the Demon Clan will go and confront that ignorant brat!"
……
Song.
After Grand Tutor Wen led his troops on a hundred-mile expedition, he received a distress call from Qinglong Pass.
Zhang Guifang committed suicide, the four saints of Kowloon Island died, and Qinglong Pass was lost.
He grew even more anxious and led his troops on a rapid march.
Seeing Shen Gongbao again on the way made him even angrier:
"Imperial Preceptor, Qinglong Pass has fallen. Where have you gone now?!"
Shen Gongbao said leisurely:
"Grand Tutor Wen, you must be tired. I have already invited the four generals of the Demon Clan to retake Qinglong Pass. Grand Tutor Wen, you have been on a long march. Why don't you go and guard Jiameng Pass? After we have won a great victory, I will come and have another drink and chat with you."
Wen Zhongben was very displeased with Shen Gongbao's remarks.
But upon hearing that the assistants they had invited were the Four Demon Generals of Kowloon Island, they immediately breathed a sigh of relief.
These four men are renowned and extremely powerful; the recapture of Qinglong Pass is just around the corner.
He turned his mount around, said nothing more, and went to help Jiameng Pass.
The all-seeing and all-hearing creatures following behind were dumbfounded.
"Why did you change your mind again! When will we brothers finally die?!"
Shunfeng'er glared at Shen Gongbao with great hostility.
"If this guy hadn't suddenly appeared out of nowhere, we would have rushed in and been sent to our deaths!"
I'll hold a grudge against Shen Gongbao.
Reason: It prevents them from dying sooner!
……
We've eaten.
Yang Jiao took Mosquito Taoist and Nezha for a stroll outside the camp.
Thinking about it,
Judging from the food provided at Zhouying just now, they are already running out of food.
Each day's meal allowance was fixed. Even when Jiang Ziya entertained distinguished guests, the food was not piled up in a whole bowl, so it is clear that the other soldiers would have even less.
Therefore,
Jian'er, you're coming soon.
She was overjoyed and was just waiting for Yang Jian to arrive so she could tell him the good news about her brother.
Actually, I met Wutian and Mosquito Taoist on the same day and in the same place.
At first, the mosquitoes didn't get along well with Jian'er, but later they became like family.
It should be... Wutian... about the same, right?
The sunset over Xiqi was like a blazing fire, with red clouds filling the sky and fiery clouds rolling, as if an inextinguishable flame was burning between heaven and earth.
It stretches to the horizon, seemingly without end.
It was as if a road had been paved to guide the fallen soldiers of both armies.
Yang Jiao remained calm, and the three of them were silent for a moment.
Such tranquility has been enough to soothe my chaotic thoughts.
Taking this opportunity, Yang Jiao began to speak with the system:
"Master, exchange the ten fragments of the White Bone Demon."
[Ding! Congratulations, host, you have successfully redeemed 10 White Bone Demon Fragments. Random draw in progress, please wait...]
The ten fragments shattered into stars in my mind, then intertwined and merged back into one.
After a short wait.
[Ding! Congratulations, host! You have obtained the White Bone Demon's cultivation technique—the Corpse Transformation Technique!]
Corpse Transformation Technique...
The moment Yang Jiao drew this technique, the meadow covered with green grass and blooming with many small flowers in her eyes instantly changed its appearance.
She could sense that thousands of corpses were buried below.
Those who died in battle and those who starved to death were everywhere.
One layer on top of another.
Yang Jiao suddenly covered her mouth.
Mosquito Taoist hurriedly patted her back:
"I told you to eat less, and patting it will make you feel better, it won't make you feel worse."
A flicker of nervousness crossed Nezha's eyes, then he blamed himself for making a fuss; the immortal had only gagged a little.
He didn't utter a sound of pain even when his bones and flesh were being ripped away, so why is he being so nervous now?
He thought this in his heart, but his words were quite different, conveying a tone of complete indifference:
"Look how weak you are. When I get back, I'll steal all of Master's golden cores for you."