Journey to the West starts with the Heaven Swallowing Magic Technique.

Chapter 17 The Jade Cauldron Wants to Seek Vengeance, Burns the Lamp to Obtain the Magic Weapon! (Add more rewards for the tipping of the Broken Bridge Misty Rain)
"Boom boom boom!"

Needless to say, the sharpness of the God-killing Spear, soon there was a hole in the wall.

Only Luo Tian could do such a thing as digging a cave with the God Killing Spear.

If other people get the God-killing Spear, they may confess like their ancestors.

But Luo Tian doesn't pay that much attention, isn't weapons just for people to use?

What?Is this an innate treasure?

so what?

It's easy to use.

Before Luo Tian entered the cave, he found another suitable stone, and when he entered the cave, he blocked the entrance with the stone.

The Mieshi Black Lotus flickered between Luo Tian's eyebrows, and then a transparent protective shield appeared on his body.

In this way, even if he is retreating, if there is an emergency, ordinary attacks can't hurt him.

In addition, he thought of Xiao Huang and other monkeys in Black Lotus, but now is not the time to let them out.

After all, this place is quite dangerous, and I don't have time to look after them when I retreat.

So they have to be wronged to stay in the black lotus for a while longer.

After everything was prepared, Luo Tian started his journey of retreat.

……

Somewhere in Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is a fairy mountain named Yuquan Mountain, and there is a cave named Jinxia Cave on Yuquan Mountain.

There is a great supernatural being living here, who is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals in the past, Yuding Daoist!
Daoist Yuding is a great power in ancient times, the beloved disciple of the sage Yuanshi Tianzun, and also the master of Yang Jian.

There are two things he is most proud of in his life.

One is that his master is the supreme saint between heaven and earth.

The second is that he taught an amazingly talented apprentice, and he won the praise of the No.1 disciple of the third generation of Xuanmen early on, which made him feel honored in front of his brothers.

On this day, Master Yuding sat cross-legged in a secret room in Jinxia Cave as usual, comprehending the way of swordsmanship.

Kendo is the way to kill.

Master Yuding is a well-known swordsman in the world, and his swordsmanship realm has already reached the level of merit and good luck.

Among other things, in this world, there are really not many people who can take his sword.

I don't know whether it's because of long-term sword practice, or his personality is just like this, the real Yuding's face is always cold, as if he can't smile.

Suddenly, his heart throbbed, as if something was missing.

This made Master Yuding frowned, put aside his comprehension of swordsmanship for the time being, and began to figure things out about himself.

After a long time.

While Daoist Yuding's face was pale, his face was covered with beads of sweat, and his eyes were loose, as if he had experienced some kind of heavy blow...

"Yang Jian is in trouble, ten deaths and no life..."

"How...how could it be?"

"Erlang's luck is as bright as the scorching sun, he is the son of destiny in this era, how could..."

"There must be something wrong... there must be something wrong!"

Master Yu Ding looked like a madman, murmuring in a low voice.

I still remember that his purpose when he took Yang Jian as his disciple was to protect him from the catastrophe of the Conferred God.

But he didn't expect that he didn't know when he had regarded Yang Jian as a relative and a son.

He is a master who is not good at words and cannot express himself.

He never talks about caring, but he can tell from his behavior that he is very good to Yang Jian.

Only now, Yang Jian is going to die.

There is no help at all.

His calculation technique was taught by Yuanshi Tianzun, and it was impossible to make mistakes, but he still repeated the calculation more than ten times.

The result is the same every time.

Ten deaths and no life!

Master Yuding closed his eyes in pain, and tears rolled down his eyes.

After a long time.

Reverend Yuding stood up, picked up the Immortal Slaying Sword beside him, and walked out of Jinxia Cave and Yuquan Mountain with a cold face.

"Erlang, Master will avenge you! No matter who he is!"

……

in endless chaos.

There is no direction, no life here.

There is only endless chaos and loneliness.

On this day, an unexpected guest suddenly appeared in the peaceful chaos.

The uninvited guest held a red lamp in his hand, and the wick flickered with a faint light. This light seemed to carry a strange power, protecting the person from the chaotic wind.

After arriving in the chaos, this person frowned, as if he didn't like the environment here, and then sensed the guidance in his heart, and quickly moved forward in the chaos.

There is no concept of time in chaos.

He didn't know how long he walked.Finally stopped in front of a Buddhist temple.

He first tidied up his somewhat messy clothes to show respect, and then said: "I light the lamp, please see the two sect masters!"

This person came to look for Ran Deng who would guide Zhun Ti.

Ran Deng is of the same generation as them, so it stands to reason that they can directly address them as "dao friends".But the difference in strength and status between the two sides is too far. In order to show respect, he still called himself a "junior".

"Fellow Daoist, please come in."

Not long after, a gentle voice came from inside.

Burn the lamp and hear the words.Just then he lifted his foot and stepped into the palace.

"The juniors light the lamps and pay homage to the saints."

Going inside, after meeting people, Ran Deng saluted again.

Zhunti smiled and said, "You don't need to be polite, please sit down. I don't know what's the matter here?"

Ran Deng didn't refuse, and after sitting down, he talked about the inexplicable robbing of his 24 Dinghai Shenzhu.

Zhunti was still smiling all over his face at first, but then his brows began to wrinkle as he listened.

The first thing he thought of was the saint, did he make a move?
Later, I felt that something was wrong. How could the saint dare to disobey the order of Daozu Hongjun?
After thinking about it for a while, I had no idea.

Then he started counting again.

After another long time, his brows frowned even tighter.

I can't figure it out!

There is a layer of fog on the secret, even with the cultivation base of Zhunti saint, this layer of fog cannot be cleared, which shocked Zhunti.

He began to guess in his heart, what exactly does this layer of fog mean?
Whose handwriting would it be?

Heaven?

Daozu?

Or which saint?

After pondering for a long time, Zhunti took out something from Ran Deng's expectant eyes.

At the same time, he said: "I can't figure out who did this, the catastrophe is coming, the heavenly secrets are chaotic, and even the deity can't do anything about it.

But it doesn't matter.

This is a magic weapon that I once refined, it can help you!
As long as Dinghaishenzhu appears within your range of ten thousand miles, it will emit red light to remind you. "

Ran Deng quickly took it, and said: "Thank you, Master. If there is nothing else, the junior will leave first."

Zhunti smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, walk slowly."

Ran Deng put away the magic weapon given by Zhun, and left with a happy face.

He thought to himself: "Pearl thief, don't let me catch you, or I will cut you into pieces!"

After leaving the Buddhist temple, to Ran Deng's surprise, he met an acquaintance.

Zen Master Wuchao!

Why is he here?

　It was a bit slow to write, but fortunately it was finally finished.Please recommend tickets, thank you all.

　　


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