Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 181
After watching the dragon rope, Zhao Gongming couldn't hide anything.

Seeing that all the fellow Taoists looked at him with anticipation, he took out another treasure and watched it with everyone.

Under the curious eyes of everyone, Zhao Gongming slowly took out something from the bag, and the room was filled with precious light in an instant, so that everyone's eyes almost stared.

After a while, everyone recovered, squinted their eyes and looked carefully, but it was a handful of crystal clear beads.

Each one is the size of a thumb, shining in the palm of the hand, like clusters of amber.

Mr. Bai Tian counted them, and there were 24 of them. He couldn't help wondering: "This little pearl is the one that knocked down the Yuxu immortals during the day?"

"That's it!" Wen Zhong replied first.

In the daytime, this thing is so bright that everyone can't look at it directly, so they analyzed and intercepted both sides, but they don't know what it is that hurts people.

Only Wen Zhong, with his eyes on his forehead, could see it clearly, and knew that Zhao Gongming made a string of streamers, which looked like soybeans, but he didn't know what kind of treasure it was.

Now I saw it again, but according to the form of phosgene, I recognized it immediately.

"If that's the case, then this treasure is really amazing!" Wang Tianjun, the leader of the Red Water Formation, exclaimed.

All the immortals were amazed, and Lord Baitian said again: "Then what is the name (name) of this treasure?"

Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and said, "Speaking of it, it's a long story..."

At that time, the turbidity was not divided. After the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, there were 24 strange lights, shining on the universe, and scorching the void.

The leader was delighted that this object matched the number of Sanqi in the Taoist sect, and he was about to turn it into 24 orbs.

Later, it was given to Zhao Gongming to study the magical effect by himself.

After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he sighed: "Unfortunately, it has been more than a thousand years since this Dinghaizhu was in my hands, but I still don't know the mystery of it."

Yao Tianjun said: "I think Brother Dao used this treasure to make good luck, and he was more than victorious in the battle. It is already very mysterious. How can it be said that it is not mysterious."

Zhao Gongming shook his head and remained silent.

When Dinghaizhu is thrown, it can be as heavy as Mount Tai, or as light as a feather. Not only does it have extremely heavy strength, but it also has extremely fast speed.

Since Zhao Gongming got this treasure, he has never been invincible in all fighting methods. Once this thing comes out, no matter the gods, demons or immortals, they can't resist it at all.

Therefore, being able to gain a great reputation and be unscrupulous is also the confidence that Zhao Gongming dared to challenge the Twelve Immortal Heads.

But it's not without its downsides.

Although Dinghaizhu was turned into a treasure by Qiguang through the mediation of the leader, it is not a magic weapon.

There is not and cannot be sacrificed to any prohibition.

Therefore, after Zhao Gongming got his hands, he used the pure Yang Yuanshen to nourish him for thousands of years, but it was only a superficial use, and he could barely absorb and release it.

Seeing Zhao Gongming shaking his head, the grand master said: "Since it is a treasure handed down by the leader, there must be infinite mysteries, so it can be easily understood. Since it is given to Brother Dao, the leader has already figured it out. One day, brother Dao will be able to understand the mystery. "

When Zhao Gongming heard the words, the boredom in his heart was gone, and he said in relief: "Haha... I hope that is the case with the blessing of Daoist brother!"

On the Jiejiao side, the immortals exchanged cups, and the atmosphere was jubilant, but on the Chanjiao side, it was gloomy.

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Chanjiao's five immortals were overthrown by Ding Haizhu, and they were snatched back by Liu Qiao and other three-generation disciples.

A single Dinghai Pearl is as important as heaven and earth. It is to explain and teach the immortals that they have their own methods of protecting themselves.

After being carried back to the reeds for a while to rest, Guangchengzi, Chijingzi and the other immortals recovered and were able to walk on the ground.

After seeing the injuries of Chi Jingzi and others, Ran Deng saw that the twelve immortals looked at each other in dismay, and asked in silence, "What object did Zhao Gongming use to hurt you today?"

Grand Master Lingbao shook his head and said: "I can't see it clearly, I can only see the sky full of light, which is very fast, and it is very important to people."

"Yeah... hiss..." Chi Jingzi pulled a bruise on his face as he spoke, and couldn't help but take a breath.

The rest of Guang Chengzi and others also shook their heads and said: "I saw the red light shining, and I was hit immediately, and I didn't feel it anymore, I don't know what hit it."

After Ran Deng listened, he frowned, sat down on the head and muttered silently.

Compared with the Chanjiao immortals sitting in Lu Pengzhong, Liu Qiao knew what treasure Zhao Gongming used, but he couldn't tell the Chanjiao immortals.

After all, Dinghaizhu, Liu Qiao had heard about it many times in his previous life.

But today is also the first time I saw him, and as expected in the previous life, he beat the Twelve Immortals so badly.

"But the seniors don't seem to be doing their best..." Liu Qiao speculated in his heart.

In terms of fighting and fighting, Liu Qiao is not too clear about the strength of the Twelve Immortal Heads.

But just judging from the treasures of towns and caves in their respective hands, they rank first among the immortals, worthy of the name.

At least, Daodezhenjun was able to turn the world upside down with a single grain of sand. Liu Qiao still remembers that kind of power.

Daodezhenjun's Shensha is so powerful, so it doesn't make sense that Guangchengzi's Luobeizhong and Chijingzi's Yin and Yang Mirror are not so powerful.

But watching the battle today, I didn't see them using these magic weapons.

They all use martial arts to fight Zhao Gongming, or some Taoism.

But it is also possible that these immortals did not bring the treasure of the town cave when they went out this time.

But specifically, Liu Qiao didn't know the reason, so he could only make some guesses.

Just as he was thinking about it, the Taoist burning lamp said in a deep voice: "Now Zhao Gongming used a strange treasure to fight fiercely and injured several of my fellow Taoists. He also took the real Huanglong and hung him at the gate. What do you think should be done?"

After hearing this, all the immortals were depressed and kept silent.

"Forget it, since you all have no way to rule the public, then the poor Taoist will meet him in person tomorrow!"

After finishing speaking, seeing that everyone was silent, Ran Deng sighed again:
"It's your generation who can't get rid of this catastrophe. Now that Master Huanglong has been taken to humiliate him like this, and his body is in trouble, who can solve his disaster..."

Only then did Master Yuding say: "It's okay, I have a solution, but I have to deal with it when it gets darker."

All the immortals nodded, and Ran Deng saw that there was nothing to discuss, so he waved his hand to signal the end of the meeting.

It was said that the meeting was adjourned, but Ran Deng and the Twelve Immortals were sitting on futons in the canopy, and Liu Qiao and other junior disciples naturally couldn't go out and run around.

I can only follow the teachers, close my eyes and rest in the reeds, and waste time.

Nezha was restless, so he sat with Lei Zhenzi and others and whispered.

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Time passed slowly, unknowingly the red sun was setting in the west, and it was the second watch at night.

The three armies were sleeping soundly outside, and there was silence in the reeds.

At this time, Guangchengzi and other immortals opened their eyes one after another.

Ran Deng also looked at Master Yuding, and asked, "Fellow Daoist said that we will deal with it at night, what can we do?"

Seeing that all the immortals in the reeds were looking at him, Master Yuding calculated for a moment, and said to the immortals: "Now that the time has come, naturally there is a way!"

After saying that, he called Yang Jian and said, "My apprentice will go for a walk, so that your uncle can get rid of it."

"The disciple has gone, how should he act?" Yang Jian asked doubtfully.

Zhao Gongming's immortal rope binds Master Huanglong, although he hangs it on the gate, but without his spell, he cannot be freed.

"Just go, you'll know when you see Master..." Master Yuding said solemnly.

When Yang Jian heard the words, he didn't say much, and immediately turned into a gust of wind and floated out of the reed canopy.

Suddenly, the wind passed hundreds of paces to the front of the Shang army camp.

Then I saw that at the gate of the camp, there was a pillar with a thick waist, four or five feet high, on which were hung flags and streamers.

The real Huanglong put a yellow talisman on his forehead, was hung on the flagpole, his eyes were closed, and he seemed to be asleep.

Under the flagpole, there are several battalions of soldiers and horses, all armed with armor, patrolling back and forth, and the defense is extremely tight.

These mortal soldiers and horses are not an obstacle.

But if these battalion soldiers found out and alarmed Zhao Gongming, Wen Zhong and other experts in interception, then it would be hard to come or go.

Yang Jian practiced eight or nine profound arts, turned into a mosquito, restrained his breath, fluttered his wings, quietly walked around the gate of the camp, and flew to the top of the flagpole.

Not far below, only about twenty or thirty steps away, the tents of the Chinese army camp were brightly lit, and there were faint sounds of Zhao Gongming and others drinking, talking and laughing.

As soon as Yang Jian transformed into a mosquito onto the flagpole, Master Huang Long, who had been hanging with his eyes closed all this time, felt it.

Master Huanglong opened his eyes, unable to move his body, but looked around.

Yang Jian flew to the real person's ear and whispered: "Uncle Shi, I'm here..."

Master Huang Long heaved a sigh of relief when he heard the words, and asked, "Is it Yang Jian?"

"It was Yang Jian who was ordered by the master to release the master, uncle, how can I release you?"

Master Huanglong said: "You removed the talisman on my top, of course I have a solution!"

After hearing this, Yang Jian turned into a cloud of black wind, whistling and rolling up the talisman on the real person's forehead.

Immediately there was a sound of wind, like a whistle, and a little light appeared from Huanglong's fontanelle.

That majestic ray of light, like a silk thread, could not be seen clearly, soaring in the air, like a circle of light, and also like an electric scorching, constantly changing.

The so-called: Yuan Tuo Tuo, the light is scorching, how can it be ground without change?
This ray of red light is nothing else, it is the preliminary result of the Immortal Dao cultivated by a real person, and it is called the Pure Yang Primordial Spirit.

The Yang God is extremely mysterious, almost the foundation of the highest level of immortality, it can be tangible or invisible, it can walk the sun and the moon without a shadow, and it can also pass through stones without hindrance.

The so-called: "Gong is beyond the three vehicles, but also within the three vehicles, it is difficult to be bound by the law, not the mud of the Tao" is based on this thing.

It is difficult to be bound by the law, that is, it is between the tangible and the intangible, so it can be existing or non-existent, and it cannot be bound by human law.

Not for Taoism, not sticking to the form, it can be a person or a livestock, always the road, wandering up and down beyond time.

It is what the Buddhist scriptures say, there is nothing in existence, and there is nothing in existence.

But that is the result of the leader level. Daoist Huanglong has only embarked on this road, and it is a thousand miles away from this level.

But this is not important, the important real Huanglong has not been trained to the level of being unrestrained, so Zhao Gongming used a spell to directly confine his Yang God in his body.

Now that Yang Jian has uncovered the spell, Master Huang Long has [-] ways to escape.

After Master Huanglong escaped from the Yangshen, he twisted his finger, and the rope binding the flesh body was snapped into several pieces with a "snap".

Before the unfettered body fell to the ground, Yangshen penetrated into the body with a flash, and hurriedly pulled a cloud of mist to support the body.

As soon as Yang Jian lifted the spell, Zhao Gongming, who was having a drink with Wen Zhong and others in the military tent on the other side, felt it.

"No, who sneaked in and exposed the poor Taoist talisman..."

After Zhao Gongming said it, it was too late for Chao Wenzhong and others to explain, so he hurriedly put the steel whip on the rack, and Huahong vacated it.

But it was still a step too late, as soon as Fang got out of the tent, he saw Master Huanglong cast a spell to release the restraint, and he had already returned to his body.

"Haha...Brother Daoist Zhao doesn't need to stay, you can just leave!"

Master Huanglong let out a long roar, and instantly lost sight of the surrounding area, green smoke billowed, engulfing Yang Jian, and turned into a rainbow to escape.

Seeing this, Zhao Gongming stopped and did not chase after him.

At this time, Wen Zhong, Bai Jun and others also came out in a hurry with weapons, and asked, "Brother Zhao, why didn't you cast spells to keep him?"

Zhao Gongming shook his head and said drunkenly: "Such a idiot, he is just a defeated general, what's the use of chasing him?"

"He can escape today, but he can't escape tomorrow. Wouldn't it be good for me to catch all of him when he goes into battle tomorrow?"

"Hahaha...Brother Zhao said, let's go, drink..."

(End of this chapter)