PFC Chapter 283: The changing situation
Chapter 283: The changing situation
The sky above Chentang Pass was clear again, the white jade Buddha looked as if it had never moved, and the ground was filled with believers kneeling.
"Li Nezha, I can give you a chance."
"Give me your storage bag. No matter if there is anything inside, our grudge will be written off."
Taiyi Zhenren was anxious, because there were two immortal artifacts in his storage bag, as well as a seventh-level talisman drawn by himself, thousands of immortal stones, and an immortal fruit.
He has a wealthy family and a great fortune. He doesn't feel bad about giving to his little disciple Nezha, but he would feel bad about giving it to others.
Li Jing looked at Li Nezha, his tone was cold and disgusted, "Evil boy, do you really want a million people in the city to die with you?"
Nezha bared his teeth, his eyes were blazing, and he roared loudly.
"If you hadn't lost your physical body, I would have beaten you to death."
"Just wait, I will definitely attack Lingjiu Mountain and wipe out your entire family."
The white jade old Buddha sighed slightly, and all the believers shed tears, feeling a sense of compassion.
At the same time, they looked at Li Nezha and shouted together: "Evildoer, evildoer, evildoer."
"You still don't want to die to atone for your sins. You still don't want to die to atone for your sins."
Zhang Song's palm was slowly raised up, with clouds surging above it, like a big mouth, ready to suppress him.
Nezha was about to jump up to resist, but a thought came from his sea of consciousness. He turned around angrily for a few times, raised his head and shouted: "I can give you the storage bag, but I can't give you the protective magic weapon that my master gave me."
"You talk as if I care about that little thing of yours."
"can."
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After getting the things, the White Jade Buddha looked at Li Jing, then looked at Qiong Xiao and Taiyi standing in the void in the distance, and left instantly.
No matter whether it was Fuyao or Patrol Mountain Method, both were raised to the level of breaking through by Zhang Song. When combined together, the speed was extremely elegant and fast, giving a feeling of a major overhaul floating away on the wind.
If you are upright, you will not be afraid of the shadow.
After leaving Chentang Pass, they released the flying boat and flew towards Jinao Island.
"Junior brother, junior brother, here."
"Brother, you are so awesome. I have prepared some wine. We won't leave until we are drunk."
"Nephew Yingshan, respectfully welcomes Uncle Master."
Zhang Song besieged Chentang Pass for exactly five days, and no one was allowed to enter or leave. Taiyi Zhenren's disciple was beaten to the point of almost kneeling down and begging for mercy.
Qiongxiao Tianzun took his Taoist weapon and blocked the road to confront Taiyi Tianzun.
The Heavenly Lords are also divided into different ranks. Qiong Xiao is really not as good as Taiyi Heavenly Lord in terms of status and strength.
Those who can create a school in this era are all ruthless and powerful. Any one of them has the strength of a quasi-saint and is recognized by heaven and earth.
The Qingwei Sect, which he founded, is also an unrivaled sect. Perhaps only Senior Brother Lingbao can surpass him.
It’s not that Taiyi can’t beat Qiongxiao, but he knows that if Qiongxiao is here, the other two must be in the dark. If they fight, it will be impossible to tell the winner without a few moves.
As a result, Lord Wanye couldn't help himself. When he saw Taiyi Zhenren being stopped by someone, he immediately took action without giving Zhang Song and others a chance to react.
All the Jiejiao monks felt proud to be able to stop Taiyi Zhenren, as if they had done something great.
Zhang Song didn't dare to stop. While politely returning the greeting, he quickly headed towards the Sanxian Island.
"Master nephew, you are so awesome!" Bixiao came over and patted Zhang Song on the shoulder. "Why didn't you kill that Nezha? It would be so refreshing if you could use the Xuanqing Qi to scatter his soul."
Zhang Song was speechless. This uncle-master was really not afraid of trouble. That person was gone, and he was gone too.
Yunxiao's clone opened his eyes and saw Zhang Song coming in and bowing to greet him. A gentle smile appeared on his face, and he asked someone to bring him some spiritual wine.
The monks on Jin'ao Island now all know that Lord Ran Deng's favorite thing is wine, second is strong tea, and last is meat.
"Are you scared?" Yunxiao's eyes seemed to be able to see through everything.
"No, if I was afraid, I wouldn't go to Chentang Pass. Although I can't afford to offend Master Taiyi, I can't afford to be afraid of him either."
Yunxiao looked at Zhang Song and nodded slightly after a while. This little guy was very confident and calculated every step. He was afraid, but as he said, he was not afraid at all.
"Now that you're back, have fun. Don't go into seclusion all the time. Your Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation is good, but a little crude. I have a diagram of the formation. Take it back and deduce it carefully. Don't lose face for our Three Immortals Island."
Queen Yunxiao is generous, and like Master Tongtian, she does not care much about material things. What she values is her own face. If someone brings glory to her, she will reward him, and if someone brings shame, she will kill him directly.
The most important point is that her real body is beside the leader. After Zhang Song's reminders several times, she actually discovered that in this Battle of the Gods, it seemed that her side was really targeting the other two sides.
The monks of this era were essentially simple and honest, and they had never thought that these people would allow others to kill on their behalf.
Zhang Song pondered for a moment and asked his doubts softly.
After he killed Master Wanye, he felt relieved, as if something was pulled out of his body, and he felt very comfortable.
Yunxiao pondered for a moment. She knew about the List of Gods, and warned many people around her to close the mountain gate and not get involved in these matters. Zhang Song's words made him think.
The main body opened his eyes and asked the Taoist master who was sitting high on the cloud platform about the doubts in Zhang Song's heart.
When Taoist Master Tongtian heard Yunxiao's words, the answer immediately came to his mind. The confusion in his mind disappeared immediately. He knew what his senior brother was planning and became furious.
The sage was furious and the sun and moon changed color.
This time, his eyes were no longer fixed on Zhang Song, but he looked at Zhang Song with admiration.
The changes of the three flowers in Zhang Song's sea of consciousness, his experiences in the past few days, and even the deduced future were all manifesting in his sea of consciousness.
The Great Master Tongtian certainly doesn't know that there is something in this world that is above the way of heaven and cannot be calculated or spied on. It is called a system.
Zhang Song cannot see what is in his sea of consciousness. What he can see is actually what Zhang Song is worried about recently.
result……
Master Tongtian was furious. The three girls who were like daughters around him were beaten to death by the shameless old man. The eldest brother still gave them some face and directly captured and suppressed them at the foot of the mountain.
The number one teacher in the sect, who was honest and rarely left the island, not only was his body gone, but his soul was also destroyed and he was not even included in the list of gods.
What a furry, horned, and wet egg that can just block the disaster for you?
In the end, he saw himself being detained and taken away by his teacher Hongjun, and no longer participated in the affairs of the Three Realms.
He continued to calculate, but there was no answer. No matter how he calculated, there were only layers of fog. Now that he had the answer, he calculated in reverse, and the result of any method he used was... extremely correct, and even more serious.
He looked at the long-eared Dingguang immortal with a dim gaze, who was extremely respectful, honest, and looked like a steward.
Then he looked again and saw Our Lady of Golden Spirit and Our Lady of Golden Light napping underneath.
As a saint, he had experienced too much and seen too much. Even in the two previous catastrophes, the heaven and earth collapsed, the extremely powerful Demon Court was destroyed, and the natural witch clan became extinct. He didn't care about the death of a few disciples.
But now I feel a chill in my heart and a little uneasy.