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Chapter 96 You have to compensate me for my mental damage (please subscribe)

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"You call him Junior Brother?"

"Senior Brother Xuandu, is Yang Ling a disciple of your Renjiao?"

The two Jinxians of the Chanjiao looked stunned, looking at the Xuandu Master in disbelief.

"Yes." The Xuandu Master nodded slightly and said lightly: "Yang Ling has outstanding talent and amazing comprehension, so my master came to Guanjiangkou to teach him and accepted him as his disciple. Now he is my junior brother."

He did not point out that Yang Ling is currently only a nominal disciple. Perhaps in his opinion, it is only a matter of time before Yang Ling becomes a formal disciple.

After hearing the confirmation from the Xuandu Master himself, the two Jinxians of the Chanjiao took a breath of cold air, and finally understood why Yang Ling is so powerful.

"Since fellow Daoist Yang Ling is a disciple of the Human Religion, then we are all brothers..." Jade Ding Zhenren put on a smiling face and looked at the Great Master Xuandu and said, "Please persuade him to take back all these scattered soul red sands."

At this moment, he was trapped in the Dunlong Pillar, and all around him were those deadly scattered soul red sands. He was really attacked from both sides and dared not even move his fingers. It was so uncomfortable.

The Great Master Xuandu nodded slightly and looked at Yang Ling and said, "Junior Brother, can you put away the gourd first?"

Yang Ling was not surprised by the arrival of the Great Master Xuandu.

Because he was the one who called him.

As early as when he and the Taoist Manjusri faced each other, he called the Great Master Xuandu in his heart.

After all, his purpose of joining the Human Religion was to have a backer.

Now is the time for this backer to come in handy.

He did not put down the gourd as Master Xuandu said. Instead, the fanaticism in his eyes became more intense. He stared at Wenshu and Yuding and said angrily:

"Brother, don't stop me! These two guys have plotted against me again and again. I want to kill them! Not one of them can be spared!"

As he spoke, a huge suction force came from the Jiujiu Sanhun Gourd. If Wenshu and Yuding were not tied to the Dunlong Pillar, they would have been sucked into the gourd in an instant.

Even so, the two Jinxian of the Chan Sect felt a dizziness in their souls, and their souls seemed to be pulled out of their bodies. They were so frightened that they shouted repeatedly:

"Brother, save me!"

"Brother Xuandu, stop him quickly!"

Master Xuandu nodded slightly, put his hand on Yang Ling's shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Brother, calm down. They already know they are wrong."

"Yes, yes, we already know we are wrong,"

Master Yuding said quickly.

If he had doubts about whether Yang Ling dared to kill him before, then after hearing that Yang Ling was a disciple of the Human Sect, his doubts were all dispelled.

He even suspected that this was a plot by the Human Sect from the beginning, with the purpose of intervening in the Conferred God Tribulation and sending their disciples of the Chan Sect to the list!

At this time, Yang Ling looked at the two Chan Sect Golden Immortals, "Since you know you are wrong, how are you going to compensate me?"

"Compensation?"

Yu Ding Zhenren was stunned for a moment, as if they were the ones who had the treasure stolen?

Although they had plotted against Yang Ling several times, they were the ones who suffered in the end. If there was really compensation, it should be them, right?

"You have plotted against me again and again, and this behavior has seriously hurt my innocent heart, so you have to compensate me for my mental loss!" Yang Ling said as a matter of course.

"Nonsense!" Wenshu Daoist said angrily, "How can a guy like you who is so scheming and full of tricks have anything to do with innocence?"

"Brother, you see, they have no sincerity to reconcile! Now they say they know they are wrong, but they will come back to stab you, so let me kill them now!"

As Yang Ling said this, he once again activated the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd, increasing its suction power a lot, and even the Dragon-Escape Pillar shook violently.

The two Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect felt that their souls were about to be sucked in, and their scalps were numb for a while, and they hurriedly shouted to the Xuandu Master for help.

The Xuandu Master said with some embarrassment: "My junior brother also has a point. You have repeatedly calculated against him, so you should compensate him. It can also be regarded as a lesson for you, so that you will not forget the pain after the scar has healed."

"Then how should I compensate?" Wenshu Daoist asked in a deep voice.

"Give me your cloud of merit and blessing!" Yang Ling said bluntly.

"Don't even think about it!"

Taoist Manjusri refused without hesitation.

"Then go to hell!"

Yang Ling didn't waste any words and directly activated the Nine-Nine Soul-Dispersing Gourd to take the two people in.

"Wait, wait!"

Jade Ding Zhenren hurriedly shouted: "The cloud of merit and blessing is given to you!"

Hearing this, Taoist Manjusri was immediately furious: It turned out that he didn't want your treasure, and you agreed so readily?

"Brother, think twice!" Jade Ding Zhenren transmitted a voice: "Yang Ling is extremely murderous. If he goes crazy, he can really refine us!

As the saying goes, if you keep the green mountains, you will never worry about lack of firewood!

Brother, give him this cloud of merit and blessing today, and we will find a chance to snatch it back someday, right?

Why bother to risk our lives here to fight him to the death?"

Listening to Jade Ding Zhenren's persuasion, Taoist Manjusri's heart began to waver slightly.

Especially when thinking of the madness and murderous intent in Yang Ling's eyes just now, it really didn't seem fake at all.

Yu Ding was right, this guy was extremely murderous, and if he went crazy, he would really dare to kill them!

Moreover, with the Xuandu Archmage here today, it is no longer possible for them to snatch the Dragon Escaping Stake back. At worst, give him the merit Qingyun and snatch it all back later!

But if you anger this guy and suck him directly into the nine-nine soul-dispersing gourd, I'm afraid that after an hour or three, he will turn into ashes like the Four Saints of Kowloon Island!

Thinking like this, Taoist Manjusri finally made up his mind and said in a deep voice: "Let us go, and you can take this meritorious cloud!"

"good!"

Yang Ling agreed happily and took the initiative to take back the dragon-escaping stake, but the soul-dispersing red sand still surrounded the two Golden Immortals.

Seeing how cheerful he was, Taoist Manjusri suddenly realized: This guy couldn't have come just to celebrate his merits from the beginning, right?

The answer is yes.

Yang Ling knew that his treasure money had been exposed, and the Taoist Manjusri would definitely take precautions when facing him in the future. If he wanted to get the merit Qingyun, he only had this opportunity.

That's why he put on such a crazy show, one playing the red face and the other the bad side with the Great Master Xuandu, frightening the two Golden Immortals of Chanjiao into a daze.

But now even if Taoist Manjusri understands it, he can't change anything.

Even without the restraints of the Dragon Escape Stake, they would not have been able to escape from the sight of Master Xuandu.

What's more, there are countless scattered souls red sand around them.

In the end, Taoist Manjusri released his own cloud of merit, and reluctantly erased the imprint of his soul, and then made the oath of heaven as agreed.

"Can we leave now?"

"Go slowly and don't send me away!"

Yang Ling took back the soul-splitting red sand and let them go happily.

After the two golden immortals of Chanjiao left, he wrapped the cloud of merit and virtue with his soul, split it in two, and flew half to Master Xuandu: "Brother, this is your share."

Archmage Xuandu laughed, "Just take it, I don't need these."

"That's not possible." Yang Ling shook his head and said seriously: "This is the result of our brothers' cooperation and joint efforts. How can I enjoy it alone?"

He can make a fortune from scratch, how can he be unsophisticated?

The Archmage may not want it, but he cannot refuse to give it.

It's an attitude.

Master Xuandu nodded slightly, as if he understood what he meant, and said with a smile: "What you said makes sense, but I will be disrespectful."

After saying that, a golden and bright cloud of meritorious deeds rose from above his head. The clouds were shrouded in brilliance, with a radius of no less than a hundred acres.

The Qingyun seems to contain immeasurable laws and orders, and there are five colors of light that illuminate the heavens, and the eight-note fairy music resounds throughout the world.

Beyond the Qingyun, countless golden lanterns, golden lotuses, necklaces, and hanging beads fell all over the sky from the Qingyun, like a steady stream of water dripping from the eaves.

He integrated the merit and virtues sent by Yang Ling into his own, just like a stream flowing into a river.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Yang Ling felt a sense of security in his heart.

Although he had known that Archmage Xuandu's strength was unfathomable, he was still deeply shocked when he saw such a scene with his own eyes.

He released the seven-color Qingyun he had received from Master Yuding, allowing it to absorb the remaining half of the merit-based Qingyun.

After a while, the two Qingyuns merged together perfectly, no longer distinguishing each other.

His [Luck] attribute also increased by more than 1,600 points again!

Seeing Yang Ling bring out another colorful Qingyun, Master Xuandu's eyes flashed and he said with a smile: "It seems that you have gained a lot from this trip, junior brother."

Yang Ling nodded and did not hide anything. He told Master Xuandu all about his experiences during this period.

When he heard that General Xu tortured thousands of children to death just to sacrifice the banners of the Thousand Resentment Japs, the usually calm and calm Archmage showed a rare angry look:

"Scumbags like these deserve to be cut to pieces by a thousand cuts! The Four Saints of Kowloon Island allowed their disciples to do evil, so they deserve death!

Junior brother, you did a great job. I really did not misjudge you! "

The leader of the Human Cult at this time is more like the first ancestor of the human race!