Thousands of miles away, among the misty clouds, fairy mountains are floating, with spiritual energy like water, fairy birds and animals shuttle among them, and all kinds of strange flowers are in full bloom, which is so beautiful.
At the very center, there is a fairy mountain with a radius of only five or six miles, with pavilions and pavilions scattered at random. Yang Jian's mentor, Master Yuding, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, was standing in front of a crystal coffin with a warm smile on his face.
"Junior Brother Jiang, you haven't woken up yet."
A person immediately sat up in the crystal sky coffin. The mist rising around him made his face blurry, but from his outline, he could vaguely be recognized as Jiang Ziya, the Prime Minister of the Great Zhou Dynasty. He was alive again.
"Junior Brother Jiang, are you feeling unwell?" Master Yuding looked concerned, and he maintained enough respect for this junior brother whose cultivation was even shallower than his own.
Jiang Ziya seemed to have not yet emerged from the shadow of death. He was stunned for a long time before he raised his head and said to Master Yuding: "Senior Brother Yuding, why am I not dead?"
Yuding asked this question and didn't know how to answer. He thought to himself that no one else could envy you for your kind of treatment. He also asked why. If those monks who died because of the Battle of the Conferred Gods had such treatment, they would have thanked heaven and earth. Thank you. A saint.
"Ahem, Junior Brother Jiang, you are the one who deserves the disaster. You face more hardships and dangers. If others die once, you will be on the list of gods. You can die seven times. Plus the last time you died at the hands of Shen Gongbao, you still have five chances. Cherish it.”
After saying that, Yuding was a little envious of this junior brother's good luck. Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and Samantabhadra who died not long ago would not be on the list of gods even if they had such an opportunity.
"You can die seven times." Jiang Ziya himself was shocked. No one had ever told him about this. The last time Shen Gongbao took off his head, he thought it was a fluke.
"Well, I don't know how the battle at Qinglong Pass is going. I'm always a little worried about where Yang Jian will go alone." Master Yuding mentioned Yang Jian, with a trace of sadness on his brows. The last time Yang Jian escaped from blood, he was shocked. Not lightly, so when Yang Jian left, he gave Yang Jian all the treasure of the mountain, the Immortal Killing Sword.
Jiang Ziya was about to say that you can deduce it, but the words that Master Samantabhadra and Manjusri Guangfa said not long ago suddenly appeared in his mind. The battle for the apotheosis of gods was fully launched, and those involved could no longer deduce it.
"Junior brother Jiang, where is your list of gods?" Master Yuding asked subconsciously. After asking, he felt a little scared. Why would he ask about the list of gods? Except for dead people, it is best not to see them.
"On the body," Jiang Ziya said, his back glowed, and the original robe appeared with complicated patterns, as if there were several layers of seals.
"You wear the list of gods on your body?" Master Yuding didn't know what to say. With such an ominous thing on his body, his junior brother was really arrogant.
"It's broken." Jiang Ziya's expression changed, and he uttered a sentence in a hoarse voice: "Yang Jian is on the list."
Master Yuding was dizzy and almost fell to the ground. Unlike other golden immortals who regarded their disciples as tools to resist the catastrophe of becoming a god, he spent a lot of time training Yang Jian and spent hundreds of millions of resources on cultivating immortals. The purpose was that one day Yang Jian could inherit his mantle. Unexpectedly, he became a slave in heaven.
"Senior Brother Yuding, please have your condolences!" Jiang Ziya comforted him, but he didn't feel uncomfortable at all. Too many such things had happened recently, and he was already numb.
Master Yuding suddenly raised his head, and the fierce light like a hungry wolf flashed in his eyes.
"Junior Brother Jiang, Pindao will accompany you to Qinglong Pass."
The disciple who spent thousands of years training was gone. Master Yuding could not bear to swallow this breath, but he did not know that because of this decision, he automatically stepped into the murderous calamity. He himself was still ignorant of this.
Jiang Ziya's eyes lit up, he was worried about not having any help.
“Very good, very good”
Little did he know that in the eyes of Master Yuding, Jiang Ziya had become synonymous with "Sang Men Xing", the same model as another version of Shen Gongbao.
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Under the Qinglong Pass, the earth is full of ravines, with every five steps leading to a crack, and ten steps leading to an abyss. The black energy that makes people sink is constantly emerging from bottomless places.
Chu Feng and Bi Xiao, who had been here for a while, looked at each other in confusion. Not far away, a bronze carriage pulled by a black panther had been waiting for a long time. Was the fight over or over?
"Fellow Daoist Chu, what do you mean, Friend Daoist Shen Gong?" Bixiao asked doubtfully.
This time she came with Chu Feng and was ready to take action, but she didn't expect to see this scene.
Chu Feng was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized something, and in a flash, he appeared next to the bronze carriage.
"Shen Gongbao, there is no one in Qinglong Pass, who are you showing off to? Come out quickly!"
This voice had a remarkable effect. The bronze carriage trembled for a while, and a burst of black air came out. After a while, the wooden door opened with a creak, and Shen Gongbao, who was surrounded by black air, poked his head out, with an embarrassed look on his face.
"When did the person leave?"
Chu Feng didn't know what to say. The fact that he was so pretentious showed that pretentiousness depended on talent, and some people really couldn't do it.
There is not even a ghost in Qinglong Pass. Shen Gongbao can be regarded as the first person in ancient and modern times to show off to the air, sweat.
"Hey, fairy!" Shen Gongbao's eyes lit up when he saw Bixiao not far away, and he teleported in front of Bixiao.
Seeing this scene, Chu Feng comforted him, pretending to be a failure, and immediately used other things to cover up the embarrassment. Shen Gongbao still had some talent.
Here, Bixiao had a joking look on his face.
"Friend Shen Gong, what are you doing?"
It's okay to be embarrassed in front of men, but it's absolutely not okay to be embarrassed in front of women. Shen Gongbao's face straightened and he said: "Just now, Pindao took down Yang Jian, the number one person in the third generation of Chan Cult, and destroyed the Immortal Slaying Sword. Just as he was about to enter the city, I calculated with my fingers that Fairy Bixiao was about to arrive, so I waited there."
Such shameless words were spoken out loud. It seemed that the Catastrophe Technique could not change Shen Gongbao's noble character. Chu Feng sighed in his heart.
"So it turns out that fellow Taoist Master Shen is waiting for me!" Bixiao put away her joking expression. As sophisticated as she was, she would naturally not make people unable to step down.
Shen Gongbao wanted to say something more, but the originally blue sky was replaced by billowing dark clouds, and thunder and lightning rushed in, piercing the sky, as if an extremely powerful figure was coming.
Rumbling, the space was torn apart, and a vortex with a diameter of ten thousand feet rotated rapidly in the middle of the sky, sucking the entire Qinglong Pass in with the momentum of swallowing the sky. Fortunately, this was a military city with no civilians, otherwise many people would have died in one fell swoop. .
"I will use this trick next time!" Shen Gongbao looked serious, but said words that made people laugh or cry.
Bixiao, the one with the highest cultivation level among the three, waved his finger lightly, and a blue chain hung in the air.
"The person coming is Master Yuding, one of the Twelve Golden Immortals. His cultivation level is higher than mine. I added the dragon binding rope and can barely resist for a while. You guys leave quickly."
