Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 225 [Gongming’s loss, Sanxiao is devastated]

Taoist Lu Ya gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, three pieces then."

Patriarch Bodhi's face froze, he glanced at Taoist Lu Ya, but did not interrupt.

Lu Ya once again took out a high-grade innate spiritual treasure and handed it to Zhang Yan, "Tianzun Daoyan, I will use three high-grade innate spiritual treasures to understand this cause and effect, please accept it."

Zhang Yan rolled his eyes slightly and took the three top-grade innate spiritual treasures, "Okay."

These three innate spiritual treasures are all defensive spiritual treasures, which are not bad. For Zhang Yan's level, they are not useless.

"Since it's okay, then get out."

"Yes."

Taoist Lu Ya hurriedly left, and as Lu Ya left, Patriarch Bodhi gradually disappeared.

Looking at the direction in which the two people left, Zhang Yan fell into deep thought and didn't know what he was thinking.

Three high-grade innate spiritual treasures are nothing, and Zhang Yan's collection will not be short of these three spiritual treasures. The only thing that surprised him was that Lu Ya had already worshiped the Western religion before becoming a god, which made him a little bit Surprise.

"Is it the will of Saint Nuwa or Lu Ya's idea?"

Zhang Yan thought about it and shook his head. Whether it was the will of Saint Nuwa or Lu Ya's own thoughts, it was not important to him. The rise of the Western Church was inevitable, but Zhang Yan would definitely not go as they wished.

But now that it was the time of the Immortal Killing Tribulation, he didn't have time to care about so much.

The Xiqi camp has been inactive for more than half a month. Only Jiang Ziya set up a group of people in the camp to worship every day.

As soon as the technique was applied, Zhao Gongming, who was far away in the Yin Shang camp, felt something was wrong, but he didn't think much about it.

Twenty-one days later, Zhao Gongming, who was far away at Chaoge Camp, suddenly felt dizzy and shouted, "Who is harming me?" and then fell to the ground.

"Uncle Zhao Gongming!"

Wen Zhong, who came after hearing the news, was shocked and quickly checked Zhao Gongming's condition.

The three souls and seven souls have disappeared, leaving only one body of Zhao Gongming. How can he not know what is going on?

Wen Zhong looked sad, "What on earth is going on here?"

There was a sergeant beside him who was trembling all over, "We were following the Immortal Chief. Suddenly the Immortal Chief shouted and fell to the ground."

"Suddenly fell to the ground!"

Wen Zhonghu was stunned. Although his cultivation level was not high, he still had some knowledge. "The insidious villain must be Xiqi who cast the spell on Master Zhao Gongming."

"shameless."

Wen Zhong was angry and sad at the same time. Zhao Gongming was a direct disciple of Jie Jiao and was invited down the mountain by Wen Zhong and Shen Gongbao. Now that something happened, they could not blame him.

There is a Sanxiao Island in the overseas fairy island.

This is the dojo of Sister Sanxiao, a direct disciple of Jie Jiao.

Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming are brother and sister. They were the clouds in the sky hundreds of millions of years ago. They never leave regardless of wind or rain, so their relationship is naturally deep.

Compared to Zhao Gongming's dissolute behavior, Sanxiao's temperament is more well-behaved. The Tongtian Cult Leader ordered their disciples to close the mountain gate tightly, but they have not even taken a step forward yet.

"Big brother!"

Three exclamations resounded through Sanxiao Cave.

Tears flowed from Yunxiao and the other three's eyes, "Qiongxiao and Bixiao, do you feel it? Brother's aura has disappeared."

"Something happened to him." Qiong Xiao and Bixiao said in unison, tears streaming down their cheeks.

Their cultivation level has reached Daluo Jinxian. Even if the murderous calamity is coming and the heavens are unpredictable, how can they not feel that the fate of hundreds of millions of years has been cut off?

"My eldest brother asked us to borrow gold dragon scissors before and went down the mountain to help the Yin merchants put down the rebellion. It seems that he was killed when he met a disciple of the Chan sect."

Qiong Xiao's expression was bone-chilling, and her pretty face turned into a piece of ice.

"I'm going to avenge my eldest brother."

Bixiao is the youngest and has a more impulsive temper, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes.

Yun Xiao did not pull Bi Xiao, but stood up together and said: "Let's go down the mountain together. If someone from the Chan Cult takes action, we will definitely seek justice for our eldest brother."

Sanxiao walked out of Sanxiao Island together. Zhao Gongming's death had made them forget the words of Master Tongtian.

Sanxiao and others used the art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist, and galloped towards the Yin Shang army. Sanxiao was originally transformed into a cloud, but he understood the power of the wind and clouds. The art of soaring into the clouds and riding on the mist was particularly fast, and they arrived at the location of the Yin and Shang army in just two days.

Wen Zhong sighed slightly and faced the three people with ice-faced faces, "The three uncles all blamed me for inviting uncle Zhao Gongming down the mountain, and that's why the unexpected happened."

Qiongxiao Bixiao said nothing, but looked at Wenzhong coldly.

"I don't blame you for this. Yin Shang is the place where I intercept the teaching's fate, and it is my duty to take action. If I want to blame it, I blame Chan teaching for daring to do such a cruel thing."

Yunxiao lost her former gentleness, her face was sad, and her tone became extremely cold. After thousands of years of practice, this was the first time she had been so angry.

"I ordered people to keep the body of Uncle Zhao Gongming in good condition. I hope you can express your condolences."

Wen Zhong led the Sanxiao sisters into a large white tent, and then exited, leaving some space for the Sanxiao sisters and others.

Looking at the peaceful Zhao Gongming, Bixiao finally couldn't help crying and said, "Brother, why did you just leave like this? We agreed to achieve eternal life together."

Qiong Xiao was not good at expressing herself, and her eyes were blurred with tears, making her look extremely pitiful. .

Yun Xiao looked blankly, looking at Zhao Gongming lying silently in the ice box, and fell into memories for a while.

Billions of years ago, Sanxiao was just Yunduo who had just given birth to wisdom. Although Yunduo was at ease, only they knew how dangerous it was.

Hundreds of millions of years ago, the prehistoric times were chaotic, and powerful people would fight with each other if they were not careful. Although they were born with spiritual intelligence, the clouds were fragile, and the aftermath of the powerful people's struggle could kill them.

It was at that time that a cloud followed them in the sky, protecting them everywhere, using his body to protect them from violent winds, thunderous clouds, and crises that could be seen everywhere in the world.

The three clouds are naturally the Sanxiao sisters, and the idle cloud is Zhao Gongming.

"Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao, we must avenge our eldest brother."

"I want Xiqi to pay the price."

Yun Xiao's voice was fierce. It was hard to imagine that Yun Xiao, who had always been very gentle, would have such a murderous day.

Yunxiao accepted Zhao Gongming's body, and the three of them stepped out of the camp together.

Wen Zhong, who had been waiting outside, looked sad, "Uncle Sanxiao, I..."

"Send troops now and attack Xiqi. I will make them pay the price!"

Yun Xiao's face was cold, and his words were as cold as the cold wind of the twelfth lunar month, which made Wen Zhong's expression tremble. Yun Xiao had a relatively quiet temperament, and his cultivation had already reached the middle stage of Daluo Jinxian. Even if he showed a little bit of momentum, Wen Zhong, who was not an Earth Immortal, could not bear it. of.

"I will send out troops immediately."

Wen Zhong looked solemn, but his heart was also very complicated.

(End of this chapter)