boom! Buzz!
Daluo Jinxian's peak Taoist rhyme surged.
Zhao Gongming sacrificed the Dinghai Divine Pearl and summoned the Black Tiger. Then he went out of the city to raid Xiqi Commander's Camp, went straight to the coffin board of Ran Deng, captured Ran Deng alive, and used the Qiankun Ruler.
Shen Gongbao quickly grabbed Zhao Gongming, "Brother Gongming, where are you going?"
"Let me borrow the Qiankun Ruler."
"How can a borrowed one be as comfortable as one's own?"
Zhao Gongming looked stunned, "What does Gongbao mean?"
"This matter must be dealt with slowly and not in a hurry."
"Let's just wait for Ran Deng to deliver the Qiankun Ruler to our door." Shen Gongbao showed a mysterious smile.
Zhao Gongming: "Send it to your door with your own hands? Is this burning lamp... so generous?"
at the same time.
Xiqi rear camp.
Taiyi Zhenren was lying on the soft floor, his Taoist robes were torn to pieces, his buttocks were rotten with flesh and blood, and his juices were flowing horizontally.
His face was extremely gloomy, with blue veins popping out, "Zhao Gongming, how dare you humiliate a poor man like this?"
"I wish I could eat your flesh, suck your skin, and drink your blood!"
"I am a poor Taoist and you cannot live together. If I don't avenge this hatred, I will be called an immortal in vain!"
On the side, the Taoist robes of the golden immortals such as Chi Jingjing, Cihang, Manjusri, and Samantabhadra were also in pieces, showing their scrawled appearance.
The faces of Anji Immortal and Guang Chengzi were also ashen, "Zhao Gongming beat all the Golden Immortals from Chanjiao alone and had no power to fight back. If the news spreads, will they lose their dignity?"
"Wouldn't it tell all living beings in the ancient world that the twelve golden immortals of Kunlun are not as good as Jie Jiao, a senior fellow from the outer sect?"
"Burning with rage!"
"Zhao Gongming must be killed!"
At this time, Lu Ya walked in from outside the camp.
When Guangchengzi saw this furry and feathered bird walking out, he snorted coldly to express his dissatisfaction.
"What a bullshit Golden Crow, what a bullshit Demon Clan Prince."
"They are not even as good as one ten thousandth of the Emperor Jun and Taiyi back then. The demon clan has the Golden Crow Prince, which is worse than nothing."
"Zhao Gongming is so arrogant today, and Lu Ya has been hiding behind the army. He doesn't even dare to take action. He is as cowardly as a mouse."
"No wonder the demon tribe has hid in the Shiwan Mountain and still wants to revive the demon court? Ha! I'm afraid the day of destruction is not far away."
Lu Ya's face was calm, and he could hear dissatisfaction from Guang Chengzi's cold snort, and explained:
"Zhao Gongming possesses a rare treasure and has infinite magic power. It doesn't take many monks to defeat him. Even a poor Taoist dare not say that he is completely sure that he can defeat Zhao Gongming."
"If Pindao takes action openly, I'm afraid it will cause a lot of trouble."
Lu Ya came out to help explain the teaching just because he wanted to gain support from the teaching. If he openly killed the disciples of the teaching, he might arouse resentment in the hearts of the saints of the Shangqing Dynasty, which would be detrimental to the demon court.
After seven levels of loneliness and suffering, Lu Ya is no longer the naughty kid who relied on his father, brother, and uncle to act recklessly.
You must consider your clan members in everything you do.
Chi Jing, Ci Hang, Manjusri, Samantabhadra, etc. were all disdainful and showed contempt, "To put it bluntly, I am still afraid of being contaminated by karma. I am as timid as a mouse. There is nothing to say."
If Lu Ya helped out today, he would definitely have captured Zhao Gongming.
In the back camp, silence fell.
The attitude of the immortals of Chanjiao towards Lu Ya has undergone a complete change.
Seeing this, Lu Ya shook his head helplessly and sighed deeply, "If you want to get support from Chanjiao, this time is unavoidable."
Lu Ya took half a step forward and said slowly: "I have a way to capture Zhao Gongming."
When Guangchengzi and Nanji Xianwen heard Lu Yao's words, their expressions softened slightly and asked, "What is the solution?"
Ran Deng, who was on the side, began to become anxious, "Capture Zhao Gongming? The Dinghai Pearl and the rare treasure will definitely fall into the hands of Guang Chengzi and other immortals. According to Yuan Shi's nature, Pindao Ding has no chance with Lingbao..."
"No, I must find a way. Even if Zhao Gongming dies, he must not fall into the hands of Immortal Chan Jiao!"
Lu Ya was wearing a black-gold robe and said with a serious face: "My Jinwu clan has a secret method called the Seven Arrows Book of Nail Heads!"
"What is the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book?"
"It is necessary to set up a high platform in the military camp, with a grass figure tied on the platform, the name of the enemy written on the person, a lamp on the head, a lamp on the feet, steps with a sword, knots of writings, seals for burning, and the secret method of the Golden Crow. After praying three times a day, by noon on the 21st, the enemy's three souls and seven souls will be completely gone and he will fall into a state of confusion."
"At that time, the cursed person will be like a mortal. If he takes an arrow and shoots it, it will be like shooting the enemy's body. The straw man will burn himself, and the enemy will bleed from the seven orifices and die."
"If you want to capture Zhao Gongming, you only need to scatter his three souls and seven souls. After the straw men are removed, the three souls and seven souls will return."
Lu Ya did not want to shoot Zhao Gongming to death, but became a mortal enemy of Jie Jiao, causing all harm to the Demon Court but no benefit.
Guangchengzi, Nanji Immortal and the Kunlun immortals all looked at each other, and then nodded secretly, with boundless murderous intent in their eyes, "If we can really worship Zhao Gongming's three souls and seven souls, how can we let him go with such a good opportunity?"
Lu Ya continued: "The Seven Arrows Book of Nail Head is too harmful to the laws of nature. It is a forbidden technique for my Golden Crow clan. The monks who use this technique will also suffer the backlash of luck. Those who have poor qualifications, abilities, understanding, and good luck will Cannot be cast."
Lu Ya said and looked at the golden immortals in Kunlun.
As we all know, Kunlun Golden Immortal's qualifications, skills, understanding, and luck are all excellent, so he must be able to withstand the backlash of the Seven Arrows Book.
Guangchengzi and other immortals frowned slightly when they heard that there would be a backlash of luck.
All the golden immortals in Kunlun kept silent. Whoever spoke at this time would cast a spell.
How can any of the immortals be willing to harm their own luck?
Lu Ya waited for a long time and then asked: "Fellow Taoists, please consider who will perform the secret technique?"
The immortals remained silent.
Even at the end, Guangchengzi, Anjixianweng, Chi Jingjing, Taiyi Zhenren and other immortals looked at each other, nodded at the same time, and said in unison: "Junior Brother Ziya, has great blessings, great understanding, and great perseverance, and is suitable for performing secret techniques. "
In the distance, Master Yuding shook his head helplessly, sighed slightly, and looked extremely complicated.
Not long after, Jiang Ziya walked into the camp.
Without knowing why, he took over the important task of using the secret technique.
The next day, noon.
In the Xiqi military camp, a high platform was built. On the high platform was a straw man. The straw man was named Zhao Gongming.
Jiang Ziya took a bath and burned incense, walked to the high platform, recited the 'one-time' secret method taught by Lu Ya, and paid homage to the straw man.
A bow.
Thousands of rays of evil energy suddenly emerged from the void of heaven and earth, clinging to the top of Jiang Ziya's head.
After the second prayer, thousands of rays of calamity energy emerged again.
At the end of the three worships, hundreds of millions of rays of calamity evil energy appeared on the top of Jiang Ziya's head, which was extremely fierce.
As the son of Ying Jie, Jiang Ziya felt uncomfortable due to the Jie Qi, but it was not too obvious. He walked down the high platform smoothly and returned to the barracks to rest.
Time is like fine sand, two and a half days passed.
Jiang Ziya visited the shrine three times a day and became more and more proficient.
Of course, hundreds of millions of rays of calamity energy appeared on his body every day, and the serious illness Jiang Ziya had just recovered from became serious again.
And at the same time.
Inside Sishui Pass.
In the quiet side room, Zhao Gongming's shocked voice came out, "Why can't the little man given to me by my brother-in-law not move?"
Zhao Gongming, the peak soul of Daluo Jinxian, came out to check the situation of the substitute, and was shocked to find that the villain's substitute was completely drained of energy and spirit.
About ten days passed.
The stand-in's condition deteriorated rapidly, from losing all energy and energy to bleeding from all his orifices.
Zhao Gongming is the cause, and he takes the place of the villain as the effect. The cause suffers calamity, and the effect bears it.
How could Zhao Gongming still not understand that someone was plotting against him?
"Nai Naidi, are you going to teach those immortals who are playing dirty tricks with poor Taoists?"
