Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 128 The Secret of Profound Art
At this time, there was a gap, and the four generals of the Mo family sacrificed their treasures, Qingyun Sword, Hunyuan Umbrella, Pipa, and Huahu Mink, and they all attacked Nezha and Liu Qiao.

"Let's go!" Nezha came back to his senses, hurriedly urged the hot wheel, and there was a thunderbolt in the clear sky, and he disappeared in a moment.

Liu Qiao didn't need to remind him, he already knew that Nezha would definitely slip away when Yang Jian left, so before the Huahu Diao pounced, he decided on the Five Elements Escape Jue.

"Let's go on a poor road!" The person left a voice, and as the words fell, Liu Qiao had turned into a rainbow and fled away, leaving nothing on his horse.

"Xi Lv Lv..." The horse screamed and wailed, half of its body fell into the mouth of the flower fox, and its remaining two hooves kicked upwards, feces and urine flowed out, and it died on the spot.

"Hehe...hehe..." Huahu Mink chewed a few mouthfuls, as if he felt like a horse's meat, and then spit it out on the ground, leaving only a puddle of meat.

"Haha... come back!" Mo Lishou waved his hand, and the Huahu mink turned into white light and flew back to his hand, only the size of a palm.

It looks like a mink and a mouse, with a pink nose and white velvet, and a tail like a fox, but it is quite cute.

The remaining three generals saw that Liu Qiao and the two were slipping away quickly, so they took away the magic weapon and said, "The martial arts of Yang Jian and Nezha are so good, thanks to the fourth brother, the mink, otherwise we wouldn't be suffocated to death..."

"Haha..." Mo Lishou laughed loudly, looked at the sable fox in his hand and said, "You must be full after eating one and a half horses?"

The four generals talked and laughed, and when they returned to the camp, Quan should come out to exercise their muscles and bones.

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That night, Xiqi Xiangfu.

Three generations of people gathered together, and the atmosphere returned to gloomy and gloomy.

Jiang Shang was a little distressed and said: "If you can't defeat the enemy, you will turn back Yang Jian, a disciple of Daoist Brother Yuding. What should we do?"

Nezha also said unhappily: "Fatality tricks people, and my Taoist brother Yang Jian, I have pity on him who has practiced for a hundred years and turned into flowing water in one day."

Jin Zha, Mu Zha and others had desolate expressions on their faces, and Han Dulong and Xue Ehu also felt the sadness of a dead rabbit and a fox.

"Ha ha ha ha…"

Who is laughing?
Everyone followed the sound, but saw that it was Liu Qiao who was calmly shaking his head and laughing lightly.

Nezha said angrily, "Brother Liu Dao, why are you laughing?"

Liu Qiao recalled an allusion about a bandit Cao in his previous life, and joked: "I laugh at all the big men, why are you acting like a daughter!"

"You!" Nezha almost choked, pointing at Liu Qiao, speechless for a long time.

How can you still laugh when your comrades are dead? How can you make such a reason?

Jiang Shang was puzzled and said, "Yushu is my apprentice, why did you say that?"

Everyone was puzzled, they looked at Liu Qiao and said, "Brother Liu Dao, what do you mean by that?"

"You don't know, Daoist Yang has 72 transformations like Xuangong, that is, he has 72 lives, how could he die so easily..."

In fact, Liu Qiao didn't know much about it, so he had to explain it to everyone based on what he said about the 86 changes in the 72 edition of "Journey to the West" in his previous life.

"72 lives! Is there such a great supernatural power?" Han Dulong didn't believe it.

Jin Zha, Mu Zha and the others half-believingly said: "Then Daoist Yang is not dead?"

Nezha also said: "If there are really 72 lives, where did Brother Yang go?"

As soon as the words fell, a clear and heroic voice came from outside the hall to correct him: "Haha, it's not 72 lives, 72 means infinity, I have 72 changes, that is, infinite changes, but also infinite lives!"

72 is an extremely negative number, which is an imaginary number in Taoism, and actually refers to infinity.

"Brother Daoist Yang!" Nezha turned his head to look, his eyes lit up.

Everyone looked outside the door, and a young man stepped in, wearing a cloud crown, wearing light yellow clothes, lined with a hydration gown, tied with bright yellow silk sash, very heroic, who is it not Yang Jian?
Everyone in the hall is a fairy family, and one can tell at a glance that Yang Jian is alive in front of him. Of course, no one will be surprised and ask him if he is a human or a ghost, and they all heave a sigh of relief.

Seeing the surprised expressions on everyone's faces, Yang Jian said: "It's Yang Jian's fault to let fellow Taoists and uncles care for you."

Jiang Shang was very surprised, and quickly asked: "We were watching the battle in the tower during the day, and we saw you being swallowed by that flower fox mink, why..."

"They all teach Taoism, each is different..." Yang Jian explained briefly.

It turned out that he was swallowed by the flower fox ermine, and he was actually transforming mustard seed dust with mysterious skills.

After the four generals returned to the camp, they waited until they were soundly asleep before slicing open the belly of the mink and rushing back to Xiqi City.

When everyone heard it, they all praised it.

But Yang Jian said: "Master Uncle, just now I was hiding in the sable's belly, and I heard that the fourth general of the Demon family was going to release the flower fox sable to harm King Wu tonight, so I took the opportunity to kill the sable..."

Jiang Shang was overjoyed when he heard this and said: "Okay, this will get rid of one more evil..."

Liu Qiao kept smiling and remained silent, but now he also came out and said, "Brother Yang Dao, since you have such great Taoism skills, do you dare to go to the enemy's camp again?"

Everyone was stunned when they heard the words, Han Dulong didn't wait for Yang Jian's answer, and said first: "The enemy's camp is so dangerous, they just escaped from the tiger's mouth, why did they go back to Longtan?"

Yang Jian waved his hand, bowed to Jiang Shang and said, "It is indeed as Brother Liu Dao said, I am planning to go to the enemy's camp."

Nezha asked puzzled, "How can Brother Yang get there?"

Yang Jian said with a smile: "To tell you the truth, I have a secret technique passed down by my teacher. If I call it, it will change with the wind."

Seeing everyone's curiosity, Yang Jian turned into a colorful tiger with fangs and sharp claws, and opened his mouth with a gust of wind.

Another change, turning a falcon out of thin air, pecking its feathers and grooming its hair, it looks very handsome.

"There's also the technique of the primordial spirit!" Yang Jian changed into his original form, shouted, raised his hand and loaded the gun, turned the blade upside down and "stabbed" with a bloody bang, but cut off his head directly.

"This..." Nezha, everyone was stunned.

But he saw a white light rising from the neck of the fleshy body, and it rose in the air for a moment.

"Patter" the headless corpse with its head on the ground fell to the ground, white mist flashed by, and the headless corpse disappeared.

"I'm here!" The white light in the mid-air said, and then the light flashed, and it turned into a flesh body, still in the shape of a handsome human being with a cloud crown and light yellow clothes.

Everyone was amazed and fascinated by watching, Jiang Shang also said in a daze: "There is such a great skill, which is unheard of!"

Liu Qiao was amazed at the magic of this technique, and finally understood why Yang Jian said before that the physical body was no more than a skin, and the Jade Cauldron Taoism practiced the spirit and spirit.

According to the Hong Huangwen of the previous life, the Jiuzhuan Yuangong is a great way to cultivate the physical body, making the physical body as firm as a diamond.

But from what I can see now, what kind of body magic is there, maybe it's not a kind of Taoism.

Rather, as Yang Jian said, it is a secret technique, a top-level primordial mystic technique, eight or nine transformations, and the immortality of the primordial spirit.

Mysteries, also known as different arts, have the same characteristics as supernatural powers, and most of them do not require mana.

However, regardless of secret arts or Taoist arts, one can develop supernatural powers and activate them instantly, but secret arts are more difficult, and in short, each has its own advantages and disadvantages.

Liu Qiao's heart changed, and he observed that the soul and mana cultivated by Yang Jian were different from everyone else.

It can create a physical body at will, and it can also bloom instantly. Its mana contains a mysterious and unique power, but Liu Qiao couldn't figure out what this mysterious power is for a while.

So when everyone was amazed, Liu Qiao couldn't help but asked tentatively: "Young Daoist, do you mean that you have cultivated into a real immortal?"

Of course, it is impossible for Yang Jian to cultivate into a real immortal. The reason why he asked this question was to test it out and lead to the next topic.

Yang Jian wondered: "Brother Liu Dao, why did you say that, even the master and others dare not call you a real fairy, how can I be a real fairy?"

"Oh, I see that fellow Taoist, you change your physical body at any time, as if mediating good fortune, and your mana seems to have the spirit of good fortune, which is different from my generation..." Liu Qiaoruo pointed out.

According to the legend, the magic power of the real immortal has reached the extreme, quantitative change and qualitative change will produce all kinds of mysterious changes, such as living dead, flesh and bones, pointing things to open spirits, flowers blooming instantly, etc. It is extremely miraculous.

It is even said by mortals that if you get a breath of immortal energy, you can fly to the heavens, if you touch the immortal energy on grass, trees and rocks, you will become enlightened, and if fish and snakes get the blood of immortals, you can transform into dragons.

Qi refiners accumulate mana, just waiting for such a day, reaching the limit, pointing directly to Hunyuan, the power of mana changes and the quality changes. The so-called magic power is not a lie.

The reason why the Twelve Immortal Heads of Yuxu are Immortal Heads is that they are not true immortals, but they already have the ability to transform life and death, and bring them back to life. It can be said that all of them are the seeds of true immortals.

Hearing Liu Qiao's words, Yang Jian understood what he meant, frowned and said: "Brother Liu Dao, this matter is related to the transmission of the immortal head of the Twelve Caves. Each vein is different, and it is the key point of Taoism. Forgive me for not being able to tell you about it."

Yang Jian is good with everyone, and he can talk to everyone, but he has a limit.

If you say you don't talk about it, you don't talk about it. If you shouldn't talk about it, no matter how good the relationship is, you won't say anything.

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Liu Qiao could only suppress his doubts, and said apologetically: "No problem, no problem, the key to practice, the secret transmission of Dharma pulse, how can I explain it to outsiders, I have surpassed it."

After chatting for a few words, Yang Jian didn't have the heart to explain the confusion to everyone, and performed the mysterious technique, just to reassure everyone.

At this time, seeing everyone's amazement, Yang Jian asked Jiang Shang for his life: "Master, I will go to the enemy's camp now."

Jiang Shang nodded and said: "You have such supernatural powers, I am also relieved, go and come back quickly."

Yang Jian clasped his hands, turned around and was about to go out, when Liu Qiao quickly shouted: "Young Daoist Yang, nothing else matters, the key is to break the magic gift red Hunyuan pearl umbrella!"

"It's worthless!" Yang Jian turned around and clasped his fists towards the crowd. He shook his body and turned into a falcon with two wings, and then hid in the night sky.

After a while, he was outside the enemy's camp outside the city. Yang Jian turned into a flying insect again, fluttered his wings, followed the direction, bypassed layers of camps, and reached outside the large tent of the Chinese army.

"Huh...huh..." There was a thunderous sound in the big tent, and the four strong men slept soundly next to each other.

"Buzz..." Yang Jian turned into a mosquito and searched in the tent.

Then I saw a wooden shelf beside the couch, and the sword, umbrella and pipa were all leaning on the shelf.

"It's not wrong to think about it, but I don't know where Nezha's Qiankun Circle and Dunlong Stake are?" Yang Jian asked suspiciously.

At the banquet before, he heard Nezha mention it once, and he remembered it in his heart. Now that he came here, he also wanted to find these two treasures.

(End of this chapter)