Honghuang: God-level choice, start by taking over Zhao Gongming

Chapter 143 The Conflicted Antarctic Immortal Three Conditions

But before he finished speaking, he heard a crackling sound.

A series of golden and shining streams of light flew out of Guangchengzi, Chijingzi, and Juliusun uncontrollably.

The Soul-Falling Bell, the Male and Female Swords, the Eight Diagrams Purple Ribbon Fairy Clothes, the Yin-Yang Mirror, the Water and Fire Edge, and the Ruyi Qiankun Bag flew into the air with a clatter, shining brightly.

Zhao Gongming snorted coldly, waved his hand, and a large number of magic weapons fell into his hands.

Juliusun shouted sternly, "Zhao Gongming, what do you want to do by taking away our magic weapons?"

Zhao Gongming still sneered, "Didn't you just say that in the prehistoric land, the weak are preyed on by the strong, and it is right for those who are not as skilled as others to have their magic weapons taken away."

Juliusun blushed, "The Three Pure Ones were originally one family. We, we are all brothers from the same sect. How can we follow the rules of the prehistoric world?"

Juliusun's heart almost rose to his throat.

The Immortal Binding Rope and Ruyi Qiankun Bag were both his powerful magic weapons. If they were taken away by Zhao Gongming, he would be heartbroken.

Zhao Gongming's face became even gloomier, and he sneered.

"So you also know that the Three Pure Ones were originally one family, and we are all brothers, so why do you want to rob the treasure of Jin Guangxian?"

"You, you..."

Ju Liusun was speechless for a moment and couldn't speak directly.

What else can he say? Should he say that he was greedy and couldn't help but take the treasure?

If he really said that, let alone Zhao Gongming, even his own master would be furious.

Chi Jingzi's face was gloomy, and he struggled with his magic power secretly. He felt that a mountain was pressing on him. Except for his mouth, he couldn't move at all.

As for Guangchengzi, he was still immersed in the scene of Zhao Gongming's enlightenment as a Daluo Jinxian.

He, Guangchengzi, the head of the Jinxian of the Chanjiao, practiced the supreme fairy method of Yuqing, and practiced hard day and night, but he was only at the peak of Taiyi Jinxian.

He, Zhao Gongming, went down the mountain to travel every few days, but he still achieved enlightenment before him.

Guangchengzi fell into great self-doubt.

Zhao Gongming was not willing to give in, and said, "I just heard Jin Guangxian say that when you were stealing the treasure, you kept saying that you were born from eggs and had hair and horns?"

Jin Guangxian said quickly, "Yes, senior brother, that's what Ji Liusun said."

Ji Liusun opened his mouth and wanted to explain, but he didn't know how to say it. It seemed that he said that when he was stealing the treasure.

"Born from eggs and had hair and horns!" In Shangqing Palace, after Tongtian heard these eight words, waves of anger flowed through his body, cutting through space and shattering endless earth, fire, water and wind.

The disciples of the Chan Sect were really too much. If it weren't for his second brother, the Qingping sword on his waist would have been unsheathed and bloody.

But his second brother knew it clearly, why did he watch coldly, regardless of it, and let the disciples of the Chan Sect humiliate him.

Zhao Gongming stared at Ji Liusun and said slowly, "The Jie Sect was founded by my master. You keep saying that you were born from eggs and covered with hair and horns. You are humiliating my disciples of the Jie Sect. Isn't that a disguised humiliation of my master and your uncle?"

"Back then, on Mount Buzhou, the 24th-grade Creation Green Lotus was born. The master uncle got the Panlong Bianguai, the second master uncle got the Sanbao Yuruyi, and my master got the Qingping Sword. The three treasures were all their treasures for proving the Tao. That's why there is the saying that the red flowers, white lotus roots, and green lotus leaves are the same family. That's why there are the Renjiao, Chanjiao, and Jiejiao."

"You insult my master, aren't you insulting the Taiqing master uncle, and your own master?"

"You speak wildly and have evil intentions. Sooner or later, you will cause a disaster and implicate the sect."

Zhao Gongming spoke a lot and stunned Ji Liusun.

"How dare I insult the three teachers."

Yuqing Palace, on the clouds of celebration in the heavens, Yuanshi quietly exhaled a turbid breath, "Where is Nanji Xianweng."

In Yuqing Palace, a white shadow flashed by, and Nanji Xianweng, with white hair and a childlike face and a head as big as a bucket, appeared holding a peach stick.

"Nanji is here."

"Go there in person, end this farce, and bring them back."

Yuanshi held the three treasures of Yuruyi in his hand, expressionless.

"May I ask, sir, do you want to punish Juliusun?"

Nanji Xianweng paused. He had seen this matter from beginning to end. He said one thing and one thing. This time, it was indeed Juliusun's fault, plus the eight words of wet-born eggs, covered with hair and horns, the impact was too bad.

Yuqing shook his head, "No need to punish, just bring them back."

"Yes, sir."

Nanji Xianweng's heart trembled. In this case, could it be that his master also agreed with the eight words that Juliusun said, wet-born eggs, covered with hair and horns?

Nanji Xianweng did not dare to hesitate, and left Yuqing Palace with a thought.

Then the next moment, he tore through space and appeared in front of Guangchengzi and the others.

The peak-level aura of Daluo Jinxian instantly broke Zhao Gongming's oppression, and Guangchengzi and the other two quickly regained control of their bodies.

"Teacher Nanji."

Seeing Nanji Xianweng coming, Juliusun was relieved and relieved.

Nanji Xianweng was one of the three thousand guests of Zixiao Palace back then. He was of a very high generation. Although he regarded Yuanshi as the master, Guangchengzi and the others always called him teacher.

Zhao Gongming glanced at Nanji Xianweng lightly and bowed, "So it's Nanji Xianweng. What are you doing here?"

Zhao Gongming had achieved Daluo, and he was equal to Nanji Xianweng.

Nanji Xianweng nodded slightly and said with a warm face, "Daoyou Gongming, the Three Pure Ones were originally one family. For some trivial matters, we are all fellow disciples. We will see each other every day. There is no need to be so stiff."

Zhao Gongming smiled and shook his head, and said in a slow but firm tone, "There is no respect, and insulting the teacher is a trivial matter when it comes to fellow Antarctic Taoists. Then what is the big deal?"

The Antarctic Immortal was stunned. He didn't expect Zhao Gongming to be so disrespectful.

He pondered for a while and said, "I don't know how fellow Taoist Gongming plans to deal with this matter."

"My request is very simple. First, in the future, the words "wet-born eggs, coated with hair and horns" cannot appear on Kunlun Mountain. If you do it again, don't blame me, Zhao Gongming, for being ruthless."

"Second, I want Wei Liusun to apologize to Jin Guangxian in front of all the disciples of Chan Jiao and Jie Jiao. Third, I want the property to be returned to its original owner and the high-grade innate spiritual root."

"this"

The Antarctic Immortal had a troubled look on his face, and secretly complained in his heart, what the hell was happening to him.

He hesitated for a long time, and when Yuan Shi didn't give him any hint, he gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I agree."

After saying that, he looked at Wei Liusun and said, "Why don't you quickly take out that high-grade innate spiritual root?"

Afraid of leaving his grandson, he reluctantly took out a green plant with crystal-clear branches and leaves and clear veins. There were also two or three red berries hanging on the branches.

Zhen Liusun endured the anger in his heart and threw it to Jin Guangxian, "Here it is for you."

Jin Guangxian caught it happily and said with a smile, "What's not yours is not yours after all. You still don't have that blessing."

My teeth were itching because I was afraid of being angry, but there was nothing I could do.

Then, the Antarctic Immortal scolded Fearful Sun again with a cold face, and warned him that he would no longer be allowed to say the words "wetness gives birth to eggs, and is hairy and horny". Fearful Sun did not dare to refute, and nodded in agreement.

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