novelden Chapter 424 Yang Jiao Enters the Battle
Chapter 424 Yang Jiao Enters the Battle
Chapter 424 Yang Jiao Enters the Formation
The Intercepting Sect's ultimate magic weapon!
The Four Swords of Zhuxian are no ordinary swords. What does it matter if they are quasi-saints? Only a saint can stand before these four precious swords.
Are there many saints in the Three Realms?
Only six!
Yun Zhongzi learned for the first time what 'Yang Jiao's trump card' meant.
Each one is bigger and more terrifying than the last.
The moment these four precious swords appeared, the Zhuxian Sword Formation, a hundred miles away, seemed to respond to the formation's core, with a constant whistling wind.
Yun Zhongzi pointed at Yang Jiao, his fingers trembling, and said uncertainly:
"You're not planning to put the Chaos Bell into the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation, are you?"
He had just received the news that the Jie Sect had set up the Zhuxian Sword Formation, and that his master was on his way to the Doushuai Palace to discuss it with his grandmaster, the Supreme Sage. The next moment, Yang Jiao placed this thing in front of him.
Is there any need to think about it further?
This audacious fellow actually used this method, which wouldn't even be noticed by the sage, to break through the Chaos Bell.
Yun Zhongzi hesitated before advising:
"How about... you reconsider?"
Yang Jiao waved her hand:
"No need to think about it anymore, I'll go to the camp first thing tomorrow morning..."
"Hey, no." Yun Zhongzi stood up, interrupting Yang Jiao, and continued, "What I mean is, you should reconsider what will happen if this matter is exposed. You have someone backing you up, but what about the four of us?"
Deceiving a saint is a grave sin.
Yang Jiao patted his shoulder and whispered:
"Just pretend you don't know."
Yun Zhongzi suddenly realized that he was deaf, and he was the only one in the sworn brotherhood who knew about it. Why did Yang Jiao come to ask him this question?
As for profound theories, even the Jade Tripod Immortal knows them.
At this moment, he truly envied those two from the Western Church; knowing nothing, they were indeed the happiest.
Seeing that Senior Brother Yu Ding was still holding Yang Jian with a look of adoration, Yun Zhongzi also wore a bitter expression.
"Fools are sometimes lucky."
He gritted his teeth, "So, I'm the only one who's been living in fear?"
No, he had to find a chance to secretly tell Master Yu Ding that he couldn't stand seeing him smiling so happily right now.
Oh, and those two in the West shouldn't run away either.
He sent out a notification, letting them know just how fast their flight limits really are.
……
early morning.
The rising sun peeks out from one end of the mountain, revealing a golden crow just awakening within it.
The moment he spread his wings, the sky, which had been red for half the day, was filled with golden light.
The temperature is starting to rise.
Yang Jiao led Mosquito Taoist away from the Divine Beast Garden with great strides, leaving so gracefully and resolutely... leaving Yun Zhongzi biting his lip and cursing.
then,
Master Yuding, looking refreshed, also came out and instructed his junior brothers:
"Let's go. All twelve Golden Immortals have arrived today. It's not good for us to stay here any longer."
Having said that, he glanced at Yun Zhongzi mockingly and burst into laughter:
"You're just unlucky. You're not among the Twelve Golden Immortals, but you're always there. Is it because your master can't stand seeing you idle? Hahahaha."
"Pfft." Master Taiyi couldn't help but laugh, his fleshy muscles trembling.
Master Yu Ding looked over and sneered:
"You're still laughing? You're just a celestial being, and you don't even have a magic weapon to protect you. Your senior brother is worried for you. One day, Yun Zhongzi will take your position as one of the Twelve Golden Immortals."
After saying that, Master Yuding walked ahead, and as he passed Yun Zhongzi, he encouraged him, saying, "Keep it up."
He then calmly walked out of the mythical beast garden, turned a corner, leaned against a tree, and kept pounding on the trunk, excitedly saying:
"This is so great! This feeling of having cultivation is just too amazing."
No wonder that fat guy Taiyi always bullied me before.
After Yu Ding Zhenren liberated the serfs and sang songs of liberation, he became much more cheerful.
"Hahahahaha."
Hehehehehe.
He pressed his forehead against the tree trunk, laughing without any regard for his image, grinning from ear to ear.
He was so excited that he didn't see Taiyi Zhenren, Yun Zhongzi, Yang Jian, and Nezha looking at him with hesitant expressions.
"Hehehe... No one can beat me now."
While Master Yuding was still muttering to himself, he looked up and his eyes met those of the others.
……
……
"Cough cough..."
"Um, I'm having a bit of a migraine. Is it reasonable for me to borrow some of the tree's energy to connect with nature?"
Master Yu Ding brushed the ash off his forehead, but didn't lower his hand; instead, he covered his face with it.
Taiyi Zhenren chuckled, but his cultivation level was far too low now, so he swallowed the curses he wanted to utter.
Yun Zhongzi, still reeling from last night's shock, couldn't resist coming to his side upon seeing him so cheerful. He whispered a few words in Yu Ding Zhenren's ear:
"I have good news for you. Yang Jiao has entered the Zhuxian Sword Formation."
"what?!"
The Jade Cauldron Immortal, who had been laughing loudly just moments before, suddenly slumped down like a banana leaf hit by a downpour, as if all his energy and spirit had been drained away.
Only by clinging to a tree can you keep yourself from falling.
"Is she crazy?"
Then, as if suddenly snapping back to reality, he exclaimed, "No! I must inform Maitreya and Ksitigarbha!"
Seeing the two suddenly acting strangely, Taiyi Zhenren asked his junior disciple Yang Jian:
Why don't your master and the others include your uncle in their activities?
Yang Jian: "I never expected that he would suddenly recover completely in just one day, just like a normal person."
“Sigh…” Taiyi Zhenren sighed. Fine, if he doesn’t want to play with him, then so be it. He looked at Nezha and urged, “Never mind them. Let’s hurry to Xiqi. After all, the Twelve Golden Immortals are discussing important matters. If we are late, your uncles and aunts might have some disagreements.”
"Uncles and uncles?" Nezha said nonchalantly, "They're just there to make up the numbers."
After Master Yuding made a face, Yun Zhongzi felt much better.
Watching him hurriedly raise his hand and start writing furiously in mid-air, his magic power surging as he wrote a long passage filled with righteous indignation, as if making a complaint, and then Jade Cauldron Immortal waved his sleeve with great force.
A beam of light shot towards the Western Religion.
Then he led the way:
"Let's go, there's still the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit here."
……
As soon as Yang Jiao and Mosquito Daoist arrived at the location where the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation was set up, they were blocked by the soaring malevolent energy.
After breaking through to the Great Luo Golden Immortal realm, Mosquito Taoist felt even more oppressed and said in a low voice:
"This is terrifying. Even a saint would have to be wary of it."
Yang Jiao, however, seemed oblivious.
She couldn't tell whether it was because the Four Swords of Zhuxian were with her or because of the protective talisman given to her by the Tongtian Sect Leader.
Daoist Duobao sensed the arrival of the newcomer and opened the array gates wide to welcome Yang Jiao inside, saying:
"The leader said you would definitely come."
After saying that, his gaze swept over Yang Jiao for a moment before shifting away.
Yang Jiao nodded, turned around, smoothed the Mosquito Taoist's hair, and placed Kong Xuan's tail feather into her hand before whispering:
"Mosquito, after I go in, you stay here and do not move until the sage makes his move."
Seeing the solemnity on Yang Jiao's face, Mosquito Taoist, unusually, did not throw a tantrum to follow her. Instead, he gripped the peacock feather tightly and nodded.
Seeing that she was obedient, Yang Jiao smiled gently:
"Don't be afraid, everything will be different after I get out."
Yang Jiao had a feeling that this was a great opportunity.
The Primordial Purple Qi refused to absorb the spiritual energy of this world, while the Heavenly Dao's spiritual power frantically burrowed into her body. The two forces were interfering with each other, and her period of suffering was about to end.
Moreover, she always felt that this Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation would bring her different gains.
Mosquito Taoist reluctantly retreated, secretly lying dormant in the clouds.
Yang Jiao waved to her, then went inside alone.
……
Western religion.
Maitreya was rubbing his aching legs.
"After meditating for several days and nights, I have finally finished refining the Qiankun Bag."
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva strode forward as if it were nothing out of the ordinary, and chuckled, "Senior brother, you still have to practice, otherwise my legs won't hurt."
He walked outside the Western Church, and a streak of light seemed to have found its target, descending with a whoosh.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva raised his hand to receive it.
A surge of magical power overflowed from his fingertips.
This is a formation developed by Daoist Yun Zhongzi. It cannot be opened without the combined magical power of a few individuals, thus ensuring its secrecy.
Maitreya leaned closer and started teasing:
"Did Master Yuding send this message? After his cultivation reached a higher level, he started to greet us more often. He's become much more open-minded."
After all,
Words slowly appeared before them.
I can only see the first few words:
Yang Jiao has entered the Immortal Slaughtering Sword Formation!!!
Then came the capital letters:
urgent! !
urgent!!!
urgent! ! ! !
The two looked at each other, and their legs no longer hurt and their arms no longer ached.
Fly to Sishui Pass at the fastest speed of my life.
"Yang Jiao!" Ksitigarbha felt his vision go black.
Maitreya gritted his teeth:
"It would be best if the Tongtian Sect Leader came to rescue her personally, otherwise I will write a six-character mantra to imprison her in the mountains for five hundred years."