novelden Chapter 417 Kong Xuan turned and ran away, as if he had made up his mind.
Chapter 417 Kong Xuan turned and ran away, as if he had made up his mind.
Chapter 417 Kong Xuan turned and ran, as if he had made up his mind.
Yang Jiao saw that Kong Xuan's face was contorted.
Considering his unimaginable aesthetic appreciation, even the sage Zhunti was casting spells on him when he stood before him.
It's still that kind of hard crowd control skill.
"How pitiful."
She felt sorry for Kong Xuan for a second, and then it was up to fate to decide what would happen to him.
Yang Jiao waved the soul-guiding banner, and a soul entered it.
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Seeing Kong Xuan's mocking gaze, the Sage Zhunti continued, neither humble nor arrogant:
"Don't look down on the West for being poor now, but that's precisely why there's so much room for development."
Kong Xuan not only experienced a sudden blackout, but also a sharp pain in his ears. He coldly said:
"How can it not be a big step? In the western regions, even the growth of a blade of grass is considered a giant leap forward."
Master Zhunti choked.
Yang Jiao burst out laughing.
Great, the growing grass has also boosted the GDP of Western religions.
My sworn brother deserves much credit.
Yang Jiao felt a pang of sympathy for Maitreya and Ksitigarbha. Was it a loss to break the earth's veins? Not at all! Look at them, they all use grass to curse the Western Paradise.
So dirty.
Seeing that Daoist Zhunti had prepared another round of 'seduction' language, Kong Xuan didn't want to listen to a single word.
The five-colored divine light emanating from him was his innate, innate magic. Even if this person before him was a saint, he would still have a chance to fight back.
Kong Xuan was clear about his own strength. If he possessed that Primordial Purple Qi, he would be no less powerful than these saints.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
A roar.
Kong Xuan raised his broadsword and slashed at the Sage Zhunti.
"Alas, I have offered kind advice, but you will not listen. Then please do not blame this humble Daoist," sighed the Sage Zhunti.
Then, the branch in his hand floated in his palm, and roots grew from the bottom of the cut, quickly piercing into his hand.
The once lifeless, withered trees began to grow wildly.
The branches stretch out in all directions.
Unlike ordinary tree branches that grow green leaves, those branches emitted a seven-colored light, as if a large tree had grown on Zhunti's palm.
Kong Xuan's broadsword hadn't even landed on Zhunti Daoist's head yet.
The Seven Treasures Tree flashed with light.
Kong Xuan's knife was instantly pulled away, and he fell to the side.
This ability, which resembled his own innate magic, startled Kong Xuan. Fortunately, he was quick-witted, and a long whip appeared in his empty hand, which he lashed out at Zhunti.
The Seven Treasures Tree shone brightly once more.
Kong Xuan's long whip was also gone.
"Incredible! Such a magical treasure actually exists?"
Kong Xuan dared not go any further and abruptly retreated to stand on the rooster-shaped boulder, cautiously watching Zhunti.
Seeing that the Sage Zhunti had completely overpowered Kong Xuan, Randeng was overjoyed and echoed his advice:
“Fellow Daoist, you have a profound foundation. Your techniques are so similar to the magic weapon of the Sage Zhunti. Even I feel that you two are destined to meet. With such a connection, you should join the Western Sect.”
A smile bloomed on the sallow face of the Sage Zhunti. Seeing that the Daoist Randeng was so sensible in speaking up for the growth of the Western Religion, he said:
"good!"
Kong Xuan glared at Ran Deng and sneered:
"He's kind, he should go."
Kong Xuan crossed his arms, sizing up the fact that this vice-leader of the Chan Sect was walking so closely with the Western Sage, and sneered:
"Since you are so kind, you should go to that wretched place of the Western Sect and establish a solid foundation. It would be best if you could take more spiritual plant seeds while there is still a place for you in the Chan Sect, so that the Western Sect can also grow grass and bloom flowers."
The Taoist Ran Deng blushed.
He then glanced at the Chan Sect members and others out of the corner of his eye, suppressed the words he wanted to say in rebuttal, and cautiously distanced himself from Zhunti Daoist.
When Kong Xuan saw his little tricks, the mockery in his eyes deepened.
Then he realized that his Five-Colored Divine Light was no match for the magic weapon of the Sage Zhunti. A flash of light appeared behind him, and two figures were thrown out.
Yang Jian and Nezha had been in that dark place for a long time, and when they saw the light of day, they felt it was too bright for their eyes.
Just as they were getting used to it, they heard Kong Xuan shout:
"Aren't you going to leave? Are you going to wait here and get kidnapped by that old man?"
Yang Jian then noticed that Kong Xuan was surrounded by people, including not only Daoist Ran Deng, but also someone whose identity was unknown but whose aura was powerful and whose auspicious clouds covered most of the sky. He understood the identity of the newcomer.
Nezha exclaimed "Eh!" and pointed at the auspicious clouds, saying:
"Hey, why aren't these auspicious clouds as bright as they were when the Supreme Sage and Grandmaster came last time?"
Saint Zhunti only felt a slight pain in his chest.
Those two attained sainthood on their own merits, which is different from those who attain sainthood through making a great vow.
He glanced at the two men.
One glance, and joy filled his eyes; his natural talent is exceptional! They are all capable.
Zhunti was overjoyed and said:
"You two seem to have a strong affinity with my Western religion."
As soon as he said that...
Kong Xuan stepped aside, blocking his view, and then shouted behind him:
"Aren't you leaving yet?"
Yang Jian immediately pulled Nezha away. When they passed the Taoist Ran Deng, Nezha hurriedly pressed down the Qiankun Ruler that was about to pop out of his waistband.
Sage Zhunti watched regretfully as the two returned to the Chan Sect's ranks, bowed to Jiang Ziya, and called him "Uncle-Master."
"Eh."
He sighed softly, wondering why the Chan Sect could have such outstanding disciples!
When we get back, we need to work harder on refining the Qiankun Bag, and it would be best if we could put both of them back with us.
Having made up his mind, Daoist Zhunti looked at Kong Xuan and issued a final ultimatum, saying:
"I urge you, fellow Daoist, to cease your delusions and quickly follow me to the West."
As he spoke, the Seven Treasures Tree in his hand emitted an extremely threatening light, casting a dim and inscrutable glow on his sallow face.
Kong Xuan's body shone brightly with five-colored light, and he unleashed his full power without flinching.
Saint Zhunti shook his head, and then the Seven Treasures Tree in his palm grew even larger, its branches reaching out towards Kong Xuan like the tentacles of a demon.
Yang Jiao sighed inwardly:
"Hey, Kong Xuan still has to be taken to the Western Religion."
She had just finished speaking,
All that could be seen was the slender figure on the rooster-shaped boulder gradually growing larger amidst the confrontation between the five-colored divine light and the Seven Treasures Tree.
The general's armor suddenly exploded with a loud bang, sending fragments flying everywhere.
He wore a blue robe with yellow patterns, which subtly revealed his true peacock form.
Ran Deng exclaimed in alarm:
"He's a peacock!"
As the Sage Zhunti looked at Kong Xuan, his heart surged with even greater excitement. This was the first peacock in the world!
"Good peacock, come and try my moves!"
When a divine beast reveals its true form, it is usually for the final blow. Sage Zhunti looked at Kong Xuan expectantly, waiting for him to crash into the Seven Treasures Tree so that he could bind him. At that time, the Western Sect would gain another great general!
Suddenly, Kong Xuan, atop the giant rock, let out a long roar to the sky.
The cry sounded like a phoenix or a bird.
For some reason, just as Kong Xuan was about to make a desperate attack, Yang Jiao's words suddenly flashed through his ears: "Don't turn around, run quickly."
Zhunti was overjoyed, waiting for Kong Xuan to come to him on his own.
Just when everyone thought Kong Xuan was about to launch his final offensive, the peacock spread its wings, soared into the sky, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
Saint Zhunti stared helplessly at the empty stone, only a withered yellow leaf slowly falling...
Was he preparing a big move for so long just to escape?
The Taoist Ran Deng paused slightly. Where was the arrogance of the divine beast?
Even when Yang Jiao thought Kong Xuan would become the mount of the Sage Zhunti, he ran away!
The battlefield, where soldiers were clearly engaged in combat, was now eerily silent.
Nezha covered his forehead with one hand and burst out laughing:
"Even the first peacock in the world would run away upon hearing this, just how frighteningly poor is this Western religion?"