eurekapd Chapter 273 Everyone was stunned when the lamp arrived.
Chapter 273 Everyone was stunned when the lamp arrived.
Yang Jiao was satisfied.
You can start storing magic items now!
Just as he was about to enter, he suddenly frowned.
Looking towards Qinglong Pass, his expression changed drastically:
"not good!"
Li Jing's tower! It's moving!
He himself was also someone who knew the incantation, but Li Jing's cultivation was not as high as Yang Jiao's, so naturally he couldn't get out.
To be on the safe side, she also placed the Calabash Brothers on top of the tower.
However, now, the tower is loose!
Yang Jiao suddenly flipped onto the cloud and stood high up, murmuring:
"Open the Heavenly Eye."
In an instant, the silver lines on her forehead became visible.
From afar, a Taoist priest rode gracefully on a sika deer. With a flick of his wrist, the red gourd that had grown from the innate gourd vine was thrown to the ground.
Yang Jiao narrowed her eyes slightly and said:
"The Taoist Ran Deng".
This exquisite pagoda was not only his magic weapon, but Li Jing, who was imprisoned inside, was also his disciple.
Moreover, his strength is extraordinary, and he has long since entered the ranks of the Great Luo Golden Immortals.
He is currently the person with the highest cultivation level on the field.
Yang Jiao was terrified that he would take back the pagoda and release Li Jing, which would be the real trouble for her!
If he can get out of the tower, firstly, Nezha will suffer, and secondly, Zhao Gongming will die in his place!
She raised her fingers to her lips, whispered something, and then gazed intently at the exquisite pagoda outside Qinglong Pass.
The sika deer's four hooves tread the ground without getting a speck of dust on them.
The Taoist priest sitting on the throne looked at Li Jing inside and frowned.
"This pagoda was given to you so that you could subdue Nezha. When we meet again, you are inside it."
For a moment, the Taoist Ran Deng was at a loss for words to evaluate Li Jing.
Choosing him as a pawn to place in Heaven suddenly felt like an unwise move.
If what he was about to do hadn't been so obviously wrong that it aroused the suspicion of the Primordial Celestial Venerable, how could Li Jing, with his crude and uncouth nature, have become his disciple?
Sensing the person outside, Li Jing struggled to open his eyes, barely managing to peek through a crack. He was excited after only seeing half of the body.
He couldn't even call out "Master".
It could only struggle inside the tower until its mouth was crooked, its eyes were slanted, its tongue was half hanging out, and a puddle of saliva was flowing from its mouth.
The Taoist Ran Deng began to question his own divination abilities once again.
How could Li Jing be the one whose physical body did not die in the destined Investiture of the Gods war?
Then she lightly flicked a finger at him.
Inside the tower.
Li Jing felt his skin and flesh being rapidly pulled up, and his melted bones were instantly regrowing. However, the pain of bone regeneration caused him to break out in a cold sweat.
The sound of bones grinding together filled the air.
After a while, it finally stopped.
Li Jing quickly rose, bowed, and knelt down, saying:
"Master! Please, Master, save your disciple!"
The Taoist Ran Deng stared intently at Li Jing's current appearance, and with disgust, he thought: "Perhaps it is people like this who can save their lives."
The more despicable a person is, the more likely they are to do things for their own benefit.
He was about to ask a question in a deep voice.
A force from afar approached the sika deer beneath him.
The moment he turned his gaze, the power of that Heavenly Eye vanished without a trace.
"The Heavenly Eye?"
Just as this minor incident occurred, during a moment of pause in the thoughts of the Taoist Ran Deng.
The red gourd that was thrown on the ground suddenly transformed into a human form, with a huge gourd head on its head. It then carried the exquisite pagoda on its back and ran wildly.
The muscles in his limbs tensed, and his legs ran at a speed even faster than the twelfth-grade world-destroying black lotus of yesteryear.
"Ahhh, sister, that's a Grand Luo Golden Immortal!"
Calabash Brothers, what a miserable life!
Even the Taoist Ran Deng looked at the gourd-shaped figure with some surprise.
If the aura emanating from him is correct, it is from the innate gourd vine.
The seven gourds that were taken away by the sage back then, have they actually grown back now?
Moreover, it even took human form!
A glint flashed in his eyes; this gourd was far more useful than the chess piece.
Without moving, Ran Deng simply raised his hand and inhaled.
The gourd could no longer advance an inch.
At this moment, Yang Jiao arrived just in time. She imitated the move that Zhen Yuanzi's uncle used to capture Shiva, which allowed him to contain the universe within his sleeve with a wave of his hand. Although she did not have that level of skill.
With a flick of his sleeve, he managed to collect the gourd and pagoda together, even though the Taoist Ran Deng had only managed to stop the gourd with his weak magic.
She took a deep breath.
Then, with the pagoda no longer blocking his way, he was suddenly enveloped by a suction force.
She gave a questioning "hmm".
The Taoist Ran Deng didn't want to harm the gourd treasure in the slightest, so he only used one-tenth of his magic power. In an instant, the gourd disappeared, and in its place appeared a little girl in front of him.
He gave a questioning "hmm".
Subsequently,
whoosh-
Yang Jiao was sucked to the front of the Burning Lamp Taoist, her neck firmly trapped in his bent five fingers.
The two exchanged a glance.
Suddenly, everyone was caught off guard.
My own neck is in the hands of a Great Immortal!
Yang Jiao's eyes darted around, looking at the hand on her neck and then at the face of the Taoist Ran Deng, fearing that she might be crushed to death if she wasn't careful.
He hurriedly revealed his life-saving backing, speaking at breakneck speed:
"Have mercy! I am an acquaintance of the Heavenly Court's Pure Blessing God, the Goddess Nuwa, the Primordial Heavenly Lord, and the Tongtian Sect Leader. The Jade Emperor is my maternal uncle, and the Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi is my uncle. You cannot kill me!"
Not only was the magic treasure of the Taoist Ran Deng stolen right before his eyes, but before he could even deal with the person in front of him, he was so shocked by one name after another that his fingers became looser and looser.
Finally, by the time Yang Jiao uttered her last word, he had become so numb that he let go of her hand.
Yang Jiao collapsed to the ground with a thud due to exhaustion.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead vigorously.
I discovered this trick; it works well.
At least Ran Deng won't kill himself to steal the treasure.
She slowly stood up, walked to the Taoist Ran Deng, took his hand, and, to his astonishment, placed it on her neck, asking innocently:
"Are you still going to kill me?"
He loosened his grip on the lamp and quickly withdrew it.
Yang Jiao held on tightly, and when she couldn't get the hand away, she put her neck against it.
This was the first time the Taoist Ran Deng had ever seen what a hot potato was! He handled it so decisively that Yang Jiao was sent flying.
The commotion here was so great that it attracted forces from both the Chan Sect and the Jie Sect to fly over here.
What came into view was the dignified second-in-command of the Chan Sect, the Daoist Ran Deng, who held a high position and was of outstanding virtue, throwing Yang Jiao, the Heavenly God of Blessing and Righteousness who was in charge of the Investiture of the Gods, on the ground.
Ten Heavenly Kings: ...
The Twelve Golden Immortals: ...
The Taoist Ran Deng was in a difficult situation; he had never lost his composure like this in thousands of years.
Even with his cultivation level as a Great Luo Golden Immortal, which was already close to the Quasi-Saint realm, no one present could possibly be his opponent if they were all tied together.
Now he panicked a little and said:
"I didn't kill her."
Yang Jiao dared not. Randeng was the main person in charge of founding Buddhism. At this moment, she had no mood to analyze whether Randeng's entry into Buddhism was due to his personal desire or the scheme of Yuanshi Tianzun.
Moreover, this person is Li Jing's master, and I even stole his magic treasure, the Linglong Pagoda. I won't feel safe at all unless the crime is proven.
She lay on the ground, with dry grass still hanging from her head, and began to howl loudly with her eyes closed:
"Randeng Daoist has killed someone! Daoist Ran Deng has killed Yang Jiao!"
The lamp's eyeballs almost popped out!
He had always been extraordinary and unconventional. Those who cultivated their primordial spirit in the primordial world could remain unfazed even if Mount Tai collapsed before them. But now, as soon as he descended the mountain, Yang Jiao forced him to break his cultivation.
No matter how profound his cultivation and strength are, he can't handle the mudslinging behind this, which is full of saints and quasi-saints!
The Taoist Ran Deng's expression turned somber as he spoke in a deep voice:
"I didn't mean to kill you!"
Yang Jiao stopped crying, sat halfway on the ground, and asked seriously:
"really?"
The Taoist Ran Deng nodded solemnly:
"real."
Yang Jiao then stopped crying and smiled. In a moment of inspiration, she realized that she not only needed to prevent Daoist Ran Deng from attacking her, but also needed to add another layer of security.
Even Buddha would be my bodyguard.
Then he looked up at the sky and shouted:
"Uncle in heaven, listen up! If I die, it will be because of the Taoist Ran Deng."