After a competition between the Jie and Chan sects at Mount Qishan, it ended with most of the seven immortals of the Jie sect being defeated.

After all, what cultivators compete with each other is not only their cultivation and supernatural powers, but also their magic weapons.

A powerful spiritual treasure can even allow them to fight above their level. Although the cultivation of the seven attendant immortals is not inferior to that of the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, some of their magical powers are even slightly stronger than theirs.

But among the seven immortals, only the leader, Wuyun Immortal, has a magical treasure, Hunyuan Hammer, which can defeat the Chan Sect. The others are either evenly matched or suppressed by the magical treasure.

Especially the Chang'er Dingguang Immortal, who chose Guangchengzi as his opponent. The result can be imagined.

After returning to the Shang camp, the long-eared Dingguang Immortal's face was covered in blood, and he said sadly and angrily:

"Damn Guangchengzi, he actually relied on the power of the Fantian Seal Spirit Treasure. Otherwise, how could I be in such a mess."

Among them, the Golden Hoop Fairy Horse also said angrily:

"That's right. If it weren't for Chi Jingzi relying on the innate spiritual treasure Yin Yang Mirror, he would have knelt down and begged for mercy long ago."

The Golden Hoop Fairy Horse Sui was also very powerful. Relying on the magical power of the Golden Hoop, he made Chi Jingzi cry for his parents in pain on the battlefield. The two sides ended up with injuries to each other.

The Golden Hoop Immortal Horse then relied on the magic weapon he had refined to fight on equal terms with the Golden Immortal Chi Jingzi of the Chan sect who was holding the innate spiritual treasure. He was extremely powerful.

The rest of the people were all bruised and swollen and started cursing angrily.

"Damn you, the Chan sect villain, another sneak attack."

"If it weren't for the Chan Sect's Golden Immortals joining forces, we would have more wins than losses in an eight-on-eight situation."

"Not bad!"

The seven attendants spoke angrily one by one, and Zhao Gongming beside them nodded angrily:
"This Taoist Huanglong is not well-known, but I never thought he has this ability. Especially since he has the Taiji Talisman, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure bestowed by the Yuanshi Saint, which is indeed a magic weapon that can restrain me."

This Tai Chi Talisman is invulnerable to all kinds of attacks and can be said to be a defensive magical treasure, but it is not able to defend against melee weapons, which just suits Huang Long's wishes.

Although this treasure has its shortcomings, Master Huanglong's body is strong enough that he is not afraid of anything in close combat.

"Damn it, every member of the Chan Sect has at least one innate spiritual treasure!"

The seven attendant fairies were furious, especially the long-eared Dingguang fairy, whose pair of red rabbit eyes were filled with greed and jealousy.

An innate spiritual treasure!
There aren't many of these things in Jiejiao, but everyone in Chenjiao has one. Now that he is in the calamity of Conferred Gods and is confused by the calamity, he became tempted.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming, I heard that you borrowed the Primordial Golden Bowl from Senior Sister Yunxiao before, and you can set up the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation. Since the Chan Sect has bullied us so much today, we should quickly set up this formation."

At this time, Chang'er Dingguangxian was so greedy that he didn't care about anything else. He stared at Zhao Gongming excitedly with red eyes.

As long as he could capture the immortals of the Chan sect, he would not be greedy and would just snatch an innate spiritual treasure and return to Jin'ao Island.

He just couldn't believe that the Golden Immortal of the Orthodox Sect would dare to go to the saint to cry and complain. Would the saint of the Orthodox Sect really have the nerve to ask for the spiritual treasure that he had won with great integrity?

After hearing about the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, all the immortals showed excitement.

"Yes, Brother Gongming, I heard that this formation is Sister Yunxiao's island-guarding treasure, and it will definitely give the Chan Sect's Golden Immortal a good time."

"That's right, we must teach the Xianjiao immortals a lesson and let them know the great Dharma of the Jiejiao."

The seven fairies who were attending them all shouted loudly, and they started to address Yunxiao as "Senior Sister". After all, she was about to chop off her body, so they didn't dare to be careless.

After hearing this, Zhao Gongming immediately showed an embarrassment on his face. Facing the gazes of the crowd, he gritted his teeth and said in a deep voice:
“When I asked Sister Yunxiao to borrow the treasure, Sister Yunxiao repeatedly reminded me that the Hunyuan Golden Bowl is extremely powerful and should not be used without permission, especially the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation, which is extremely powerful.

Once this formation is set up, it can destroy the immortal's spirit, extinguish the immortal's soul, trap the immortal's form, damage the immortal's aura, destroy the immortal's original nature, and damage the immortal's limbs. "

After Zhao Gongming said this, the seven fairies who were accompanying him immediately showed excitement.

It’s very powerful!
Only in this way can we give the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect a hard time and even snatch this innate spiritual treasure.

"Fellow Daoist Gongming is wrong. It is precisely because the Nine-bend Yellow River Formation is so powerful that we have to set it up so that we can give the Chan Sect's Golden Immortal a hard time!"

"Yes, this formation will let the immortals of the Chan Sect know the power of my Jie Sect's great method."

The seven immortals who were accompanying them had calamity energy entering their bodies one by one, and they felt only anger towards the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect.

"That's right. The Chan Sect never intended to show mercy to my fellow disciples of the Jie Sect before. We can't just let it go like this."

"If his Chan sect can kill my Jie sect disciples, then we Jie sect disciples can naturally kill Chan sect disciples, and only in this way can we teach Chan sect a lesson."

Facing the murderous aura of his fellow disciples, Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth and shouted in a deep voice:

"Okay! In that case, let's join hands to set up the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation, so that all the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect will know the power of my Jie Sect's Dharma."

"it is good!"

"Haha, Brother Gongming, that's great."

The Jiejiao immortals, who had clearly suffered a loss, burst into laughter, which made Wen Zhong, who had rushed back, curious.

"My fellow Taoists, Wen Zhong took this opportunity to attack the Xiqi camp. Although he did not win, he also allowed the Xiqi generals to see how powerful our army is. My fellow Taoists are so happy. Do you have a plan to defeat the enemy?"

Facing Wen Zhong, Zhao Gongming couldn't help but smile and nodded:

"Fellow Daoist Wen, we are going to work together to set up the Nine Bends of the Yellow River Formation. This formation uses the Primordial Golden Bowl as the center of the formation, and it is extremely powerful."

When Wen Zhong heard this, he was immediately overjoyed and said, "Great! In this case, we will use this formation to teach the Xianjiao immortals a lesson."

"Fellow Daoist Wen, this formation still requires the help of 600 elite soldiers in the army!"

When Wen Zhong saw Zhao Gongming's request, he immediately waved his hands and laughed, stroking his white beard and said, "Fellow Daoist Gongming, you are too polite. Let alone 600 elite soldiers, I would not be stingy even if it was 60,000 elite soldiers."

Zhao Gongming and the seven immortals who were with him could not help but bow their heads to express their gratitude. Then Wen Zhong ordered Huang Feihu to dispatch 600 elite soldiers to come and obey his orders.

When the six hundred elite soldiers were transferred, Wen Zhong pointed at the six hundred people in the rear camp and said in a deep voice: "These six hundred people have all followed me in the battles to pacify King Pingling of Donghai. They are absolutely loyal people."

It seemed as if he was saying that if any of these six hundred people deserted the battlefield or rebelled, he, Wen Zhong, would be responsible.

"Then we will set up this formation tonight and block the foot of Mount Qishan. Let's see how the Chan Sect can break it."

Zhao Gongming then teamed up with the seven immortal attendants to set up the formation. The formation was full of mysteries, and most of the seven immortal attendants were not very proficient in it, but they also knew how to arrange it according to the formation diagram.

He drew a diagram in white clay and began to train the six hundred men in the rear camp, knowing where to start and where to end, with innate secrets and life and death mechanisms inside, and the Nine Palaces and Eight Trigrams outside, with entrances and exits, and advances and retreats in a chain, all in an orderly manner.

Although there are only six hundred people, the mysteries among them are equal to those of a million masters. Even if a god or immortal enters here, his spirit will disappear.

As expected, they were the 600 elite soldiers carefully selected by Wen Zhong. They had become proficient in just two hours.

Just when Chang'er Dingguangxian and others were unwilling to accept the defeat and wanted to set up the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, at this time in the Xiqi camp, the immortals of the Chan sect were also in a bit of a mess.

Xiqi Camp.

"Senior brother."

Among the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, Chi Jingzi in particular had a golden hoop on his forehead and bloodshot eyes. One could imagine how powerful this golden hoop was on the battlefield today. "Junior brother, how could you be so careless."

Seeing Chi Jingzi's miserable appearance, Guangchengzi felt helpless. Considering his abilities and magical powers, and even the magical treasures, Chi Jingzi should not have suffered such a big loss.

It's really careless.

Chi Jingzi also looked aggrieved and said:
"Brother, it is true that this golden hoop has taken root in the brain since it landed on it. It has not only become one with the body, but has also taken deep root and entangled the soul. I really can't do anything about it."

It has to be said that although the Golden Hoop Immortal of the Jiejiao Sect took a unconventional path, he did have some good points.

Only a great golden immortal can come in person to take off this golden hoop, otherwise no one can do it.

You should know that this golden hoop gave the monkey a headache in later generations, so much so that he cried for his parents and finally gave in.

"I have used a secret method to temporarily cut off the contact with the Jiejiao people, but I can only wait for Senior Brothers Yun Zhongzi and Nan Ji Xian Weng to arrive before I can remove the golden hoop for you."

Now Guangchengzi is helpless. If he really wants to take off the golden hoop by force, he would have to smash Chijingzi's brain to pieces.

The other Golden Immortals also showed anger on their faces.

"If this group of Jiejiao people hadn't escaped quickly today, I would have given them a good beating."

"Yes, the people of Jiejiao are full of rage and anger, so they deserve this disaster."

Everyone was shouting, and Master Huang Long frowned with worry:
"I just saw a cloud of fog in the Yin Shang camp. This is the prelude to the formation. I'm afraid that the Jiejiao people want to set up a fierce formation to embarrass us."

When he said this, Huang Long Zhenren bowed to Guang Chengzi and said in a serious tone: "Brother, why don't we wait for Brothers Yun Zhongzi and Nan Ji Xian Weng to come before discussing it. It would be better for us not to go into battle without authorization."

Zhenren Huanglong just said this and looked at him, which made Guangchengzi show dissatisfaction.

What do you mean to me?
Are you saying that I am afraid of the people from Jiejiao?
"Brother Huang Long, are you afraid of this Jiejiao person?"

Chi Jingzi on the side couldn't help but reveal his anger. The golden hoop on his head is still there. He suffered such a big loss today, and you, Huang Long, actually want them to be cowards.

It's impossible!

Normally, there was nothing wrong with Chi Jingzi's tone, after all, Zhenren Huanglong had always been the image of a punching bag among them.

However, Huang Long Zhenren, who knew the truth, showed anger this time and pointed at Chi Jingzi and shouted:
"Brother Chi Jingzi, what do you mean by this? I am doing this for your own good. You have suffered such a great loss today, don't you know how to be careful and cautious?"

Good guy!
It’s against Tiangang!
He could tolerate being scolded by Guangchengzi, but Huanglong, who do you think you are? Chijingzi immediately showed his anger and said angrily:

"Huang Long! How dare you speak to me like that? How dare you!"

"Brother Chi Jingzi, Brother Huang Long is just giving a kind reminder. As the saying goes, the wise are the teachers. Since Brother Huang Long is ahead of all of us, there must be some truth in his words."

At this time, Taoist Nun Cihang also stood up, and it was clear that she was on the same front as Huang Long.

Especially the last sentence, the wisest one is the teacher!
Isn't this saying indirectly that among all the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, the past was the past, but now Huang Long is ahead of everyone else. Not to mention you, Chi Jingzi, even Guang Chengzi is clearly inferior to him.

Good guy!
The sudden decision made the other Golden Immortals of the Xianjiao shocked, and some of them became angry. Ju Liusun was helpless and didn't know how to choose.

If it were before, he and Cihang and others would naturally be on the same line, but now that Master Randeng has left, how could they, with just a few insignificant people, confront Guangchengzi head-on.

"presumptuous!"

Chi Jingzi was immediately furious. He looked at Huang Long and Ci Hang and laughed angrily:
"Okay! If you say so, should Senior Brother Guangchengzi and I respectfully address Huang Longru as Senior Brother?"

With such a sarcastic tone, if it were any other day at this time, someone would have given in.

But this time, Huang Long Zhenren's face turned red unexpectedly. He pointed at Chi Jingzi with a red face, as if he was irritated, and directly swung his sleeves and shouted:
"Okay! I, Huang Long, mean well. Do you, Chi Jingzi, really think you are that powerful? In today's battle with the Golden Hoop Immortal of Jiejiao, let alone us, even any one of the third generation disciples will be defeated.

With your cultivation and treasures to protect you, you wouldn't have suffered such a disastrous defeat. You have the Eight Trigrams Purple Ribbon Immortal Robe for protection, and the innate spiritual treasure Yin Yang Mirror. You can't even take down a Golden Hoop Immortal who made treasures by himself. You are a piece of trash!"

Good guy!
It’s against Tiangang!
The Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect also looked at each other in astonishment. This True Man Huanglong was really powerful when he was angry. No one expected that the once honest man would explode.

After being humiliated by Master Huanglong, Chi Jingzi's eyes turned red and were filled with endless anger.

"Well! Huang Long, you really don't take Brother Guang Chengzi seriously at all."

As Guangchengzi's loyal younger brother, shouldn't I help my elder brother out at the critical moment?

Sure enough, after Chi Jingzi's words, Guang Chengzi obviously felt that his dignity was challenged, and he could not help but angrily shouted:
"Junior Brother Huang Long, how could you talk to me like that? Why don't you apologize?"

In the eyes of everyone, Huang Long Zhenren was directly angry, and his momentum exploded, which gave Chi Jingzi the opportunity to directly curse:

"Good! You, Huang Long, dare to be so presumptuous in front of your senior brother. Do you really think you are powerful just because you have eliminated this killing calamity in advance? "

"well!"

Zhenren Huanglong looked so angry that he laughed. Looking at Chijingzi and Guangchengzi who were in cahoots with each other, he simply broke off relations with them and started cursing.

"Guang Chengzi, you can't tell right from wrong, what do you mean by senior brother! Chi Jingzi has insulted me more than once or twice. As a senior brother, you don't know fairness, and you even meddle in right and wrong. I, Huang Long, can't stand it today.

Do you really think that you are the eldest brother and everyone respects you?"

Huang Long's words made Ci Hang's face change drastically. He pretended to go forward to give him a warning, but Huang Long just swung his sleeves and cursed:

“You, Guangchengzi, cannot distinguish right from wrong. During the reign of Emperor Tian, ​​you were so arrogant and domineering that you caused my fellow apprentices to commit murder with you. As a result, my fellow apprentices had already achieved the state of Three Flowers Gathering at the Top of their Heads and Five Qi Returning to the Origin, but in the end, they can only hover in this Taiyi Golden Fairyland.

Looking up at the Golden Immortals staring at me in agony, I am now mocked by the Jiejiao people for relying on the Xianjiao spiritual treasures!"

"If it weren't for you, we would have already entered the Golden Immortal Realm. How could we be here today?"

When he said this, Huang Long Zhenren seemed to be still unsatisfied and continued to curse:

"Brother Guangchengzi, I will tell you everything today. Do you really think that everyone obeys you? For example, does Chijingzi really obey you?

If you don't believe me, ask him to swear an oath to the heavens and see if he hates you?"

This remark made Chi Jingzi and everyone else's face change drastically, and Guang Chengzi's face turned ashen.

This is his scar!

"As one of the three great sects of saints, the Three Xuanmen Sects and the Jiejiao Sect, why are there so many Taiyi Golden Immortals? There are even some who have reached the Daluo realm. Only in our Chan Sect, except for our two brothers Nanji Xianweng and Yun Zhongzi, all of them have stopped there.

Are we inferior? No! It's because you, Guangchengzi, are arrogant. The fortune of the Chan Sect is so magnificent, and with the innate spiritual treasure fortune bestowed by the master, if it were the people of the Jie Sect, they would have already entered the Daluo realm one by one."

"It's because of you, Guangchengzi. Don't say that I, Huanglong, am resentful behind their backs. Ask them if there is anyone who is resentful behind their backs. When Master Randeng was here, you laughed at me. Don't you know that Master Randeng has been cleaning up your mess every time in the Chan Sect's affairs over the years..."

My goodness, Huang Long is really an honest man who never gets angry, but when he gets angry, he is really scary.

At that moment, the faces of all the immortals of the Chan sect changed, and facing Guangchengzi's gaze, everyone dodged.

Who dares to say that he has no resentment in his heart when it comes to things that block his path?

Even Chi Jingzi didn't dare to say it! (End of this chapter)

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