Journey to the West: Reverse Buddha

Chapter 268 Black Hand
Seeing Ji Sheng's question now, although the Barefoot Immortal was puzzled as to what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, he still took the collected fragments out of the storage bag and put them in front of Ji Sheng.

Seeing the puzzlement in the barefoot fairy's eyes, Jisheng smiled mysteriously and said, "Uncle Barefoot, I have a solution."

After hearing this, the Barefoot Immortal's eyes lit up, a little excited, he looked at Jisheng in disbelief and said, "Really?"

"En." Jisheng nodded and took the purple-red gourd fragments handed over by the Barefoot Immortal.

"If nephew Jixian can help me restore my treasure, I would like to be with you for the rest of my life! I will go through fire and water!" The Barefoot Immortal couldn't hide his excitement, and bowed respectfully to Jisheng.

"Uncle Barefoot, don't do this. I can't afford it. Xuan'er ruined your treasure, so she deserves compensation." Ji Sheng hurriedly stepped forward to stop her.

Then Ji Sheng raised his hand and turned it over, suddenly a golden light shone in his palm, and a bowl of sentient beings appeared.Afterwards, Ji Sheng put the pieces of the purple-red gourd in his hand into it, and whispered to Nalan Shuid who was inside, "Shui'er, please."

"Hmph, dead ghost! Forget about hugging left and right, you think of me now when something happens?" Nalan Shui's voice was filled with extreme resentment.

"Shui'er, you've been thinking about it, and I'm always thinking about you. Don't you have something important to do now?" Ji Sheng quickly explained.

"Okay, okay! I'm just kidding you, I know you're nervous." Nalan Shui replied.

Jisheng smiled awkwardly, feeling more guilty towards Nalan Shui. If it was about feelings, it might not be as good as one percent of Jieer's, but he is not an ungrateful person, and he also remembers Nalan Shui's kindness in his heart. , naturally will not let him down.

However, the reason why Ji Sheng put the pieces of purple-red gourd in the sentient beings bowl was that he learned from Nalan Shuikou that the mysterious liquid contained in it has the ability to repair and refine treasures!Although he has never tried it, Jisheng has no doubts about the magical effect of this mysterious liquid. He has known its extraordinary power since he first came into contact with it when he washed his marrow and rebuilt himself!

After the pieces of the purple-red gourd fell into the sentient beings' bowl, a large cloud of golden mist suddenly spewed out, covering Ji Sheng's entire palm, engulfed in golden clouds!

Everyone focused their attention here, as if it was the focus of the world at this moment!
click, click...

A series of strange noises came from the sentient beings bowl, rustling as if unknown insects and ants were biting something.

Suddenly, this piece of golden mist gradually changed into a condensed form, turning into a gourd shape above the bowl of sentient beings, and then pieces of purple-red gourd fragments emerged from it, shining with miraculous light, as if suddenly spiritual, as if wandering Like a fish, it dived into the gourd-shaped mist.

These purple-red gourd fragments gradually floated on the surface and joined together, and finally, with a flash of light, they returned to their original appearance!

"Zihong... Gourd..." The Barefoot Immortal looked at the recovered Zihong Gourd excitedly, unable to speak properly.

Ji Sheng also had a smile on his face, and said softly to Nalan Shui: "Thank you, Shui'er."

"En." Nalan Shui felt sweet after hearing Ji Sheng's words, and said in a weak voice, "Mr. Lang, I'm a little tired and want to rest for a while."

"Well, Shui'er, don't be too tired." Ji Sheng understood that repairing the purple-red gourd would require a lot of consumption, and it almost emptied Nalan Shui's soul power, so Ji Sheng was very grateful in his heart.

Ji Sheng took off the purple-red gourd and handed it to the Barefoot Immortal, smiling, "Uncle Barefoot, how is the repair?"

The barefoot fairy took the purple gourd excitedly, injected a little bit of divine power, suddenly the purple smoke flowed out from the mouth, felt the familiar breath, the eyes of the barefoot fairy sparkled, a little moist, red, the beloved magic weapon was lost and recovered, He was so excited that he couldn't help but shed tears.

"Barefoot Immortal! The Four Heavenly Kings! The two boys, Jin Ling and Yin Ling!" Huo Ran's mighty voice came from high above the sky, accompanied by extremely terrifying power!

Under the sound of the sound, all the people trembled. The barefooted immortal looked up solemnly, and pinned the purple gourd back to his waist, wondering what he was thinking.

Ji Sheng squinted his eyes and stared away, but found that he was blocked by a faint mist in the sky.

"Who is it?!" Zhang Da'e reached out and shook the Xuanbing sword in his hand, stared at the sky coldly and asked, "The Sajia hates you the most, you are a guy who pretends to be a ghost and thinks you are awesome. If you have the guts, come out and talk to the Sajia." Three hundred rounds of battle!"

Whoa!

There was a loud roar in the sky, and then a bolt of lightning fell from the sky, following the Xuanbing Baodao that Zhang Da'e held high, and struck Zhang Da'e's body!
"Woo." The barefooted immortal let out a mouthful of black turbid air, a scorched black surface suddenly appeared on his body, his hair stood on end one by one, his face was pitch black as if he had just been drilled out of a coal mine.

"Hee hee!" Xiaofeng and Xuan'er couldn't help laughing when they saw Zhang Da'e's appearance.

Before Zhang Da'e continued to attack, the voice suddenly came again: "You dare to betray the Heavenly Court, don't you know the consequences?"

"What does our decision have to do with you?" The Barefoot Immortal suddenly said coldly, as if he knew the identity of the voice in the sky.

"Good! Good! Good! Let's see how far you can go!" The voice said with an exasperated smile without any emotion.

The four heavenly kings, Jin Ling, and Yin Ling all had pale faces, but they just stared at the sky and remained silent.

"Uncle Barefoot, who is he?" Ji Sheng sensed that the voice seemed to come from a great source and couldn't help asking the Barefoot Immortal.

"A black hand in the overall situation of the world, who is not afraid of anyone but belongs to the Jade Emperor, always appears when the divine calamity is about to come, and his only purpose is to disrupt the chess game." The Barefoot Immortal secretly taught Jisheng.

"The black hand behind the chess game of heaven and earth?" Ji Sheng was shocked to feel that the background of the master of the voice was powerful and mysterious, and he could actually disrupt the chess game!

"Hmph, how far away is it, then you can watch it, maybe you will miss it this time!" The barefoot immortal sneered.

"Huh?" The mysterious voice seemed to have discovered something with a hint of doubt: "A man of destiny?"

Ji Sheng suddenly felt a chill all over his body, as if he had been stripped naked and seen through.

"I'd like to see if it's your fickleness, or my black hand behind the disturbance!" The mysterious voice sneered, and the mighty coercion enveloped the world.

Everyone immediately felt that their souls were trembling under this coercion!

"What do you want to do?" The Barefoot Immortal seemed to have noticed something. He has the highest cultivation base here, and he is also one of the best figures in the Heavenly Court. Naturally, he feels more than others!

(End of this chapter)