On top of the Zhenshan Mountain, the aftermath of the battle is still stirring in the spirit. If you look with your heavenly eyes, you can still see the traces of flames, thunder, moonlight, and sword energy stirring, controlling, and driving.
But under the moonlight, these chaotic and entangled ideas will eventually clear up like chaotic river water and return to their original positions.
Gong Mengbi gathered the Rizhu, and then looked back at the old and new friends around him, and found that none of them were healthy.
Master Liu was in the best condition. The emperor gave him a gift and he used his hand to kill him with a sword. However, this unscrupulous disciple was too incompetent and even after exhausting his magic power, he could not kill Wutong with one sword. Now he just ran out of mana and fell to the ground, his whole body sore.
And among the remaining few, none of them are good.
The old monk Zhan Min was shot by a god and his golden body was shattered. Although he did not fall to the ground to death, his face was as golden as paper, with more air coming out and less air coming in.
Taoist Tie Zhu and Su Shangxian were pierced by the flame spear. The rupture was scorched black, and the fire poison penetrated into the internal organs. They relied on a single mouthful of magic power to survive.
Mr. Yuan Ming's spirit was damaged and he looked as if he was drunk and could not stand firmly.
Zen Master Pobi was not much better. One arm was hanging down, and his muscles and bones were already broken.
After a fierce battle, Gong Mengbi finally won by using a thousand layers of traps and trapping the bottom bracket.
Although Gong Mengbi won, looking at the disability in front of him, he couldn't help but feel a sense of loss in his heart. If his luck were even worse and someone's life was lost, I'm afraid he would feel guilty for the rest of his life.
The story of the weak defeating the strong sounds particularly touching, but the people in the story are in endless danger.
Gong Mengbi hurriedly rescued everyone. The smoke from the small golden stove turned and turned into clouds from the green smoke, wrapping everyone in it and gathering them together.
The cigarettes in the furnace were used to soothe the mind and protect the body, barely allowing everyone to take a breath.
Gong Mengbi said apologetically: "Being able to surrender Wutong today is the result of your not being afraid of life and death and sharing your lives with each other. Gong Mengbi will never forget your kindness."
Taoist Tie Zhu shook his head and said, "I was called by destiny to kill evil spirits and exorcise demons. This is my duty."
The old monk Zhan Min coughed and said: "Those five evil obstacles are a disaster. If I were not afraid that the tiger would not die and the poison would be even worse, how could I endure it until today?"
There was a look of relief on his face and he said: "Don't say give up your golden body, it's just a matter of giving up your life."
But there were cracks all over his body, and golden blood flowed out from under his skin, soaking his monk clothes, making him look extremely miserable.
There was a faint look of sadness in Zen Master Pobi's eyes, and he whispered: "Uncle, please take a rest."
My family knows their own affairs. At the age of old monk Zhanmin, his golden body has been broken and his vitality has been greatly damaged. It is still unknown whether he can be healed in the future and whether his longevity will be affected.
Like Zen Master Pobi, even if an arm is broken, there are other ways to treat it like living dead flesh and bones. But when Taoism is broken, the essence and spirit are broken. Tangible things are easy to repair, but intangible things are difficult to repair.
Mr. Yuan Ming glanced at Gong Mengbi, as if he had something to say, but after a while, the look in his eyes flew away, and he forgot what he wanted to say.
Gong Mengbi sighed and drove the small golden furnace. The smoke was like flowing clouds, carrying everyone and flying into Xuanyuan Cave.
In their current state, they can't leave now.
Gong Mengbi activated the formation in Xuanyuan Cave and drew the inspiration of Zhenshan to gather in Xuanyuan Cave, allowing them to heal their wounds here.
The formation of Xuanyuan Cave is very exquisite, especially after Mr. Yuan Ming understood the Art of Liqi, he reorganized it by creating mountains and rivers and reorganizing the mountains and rivers, so that the yin and yang flowed smoothly, and the inspiration naturally flowed here.
Gong Mengbi also knew how to regulate qi, so it was not difficult to preside over the formation.
However, the gathering of ideas cannot solve their injuries, and they have to wait and recover slowly afterwards.
At this moment, Gong Mengbi couldn't care less, because he had to rush to Suzhou to witness another battle.
After leaving the Xuanyuan Cave, he saw the old Taihu dragon who was still struggling under the sharp spear. Gong Mengbi rolled up his sleeves and used Vimalakirti's father-in-law's method to contain him. How he will be convicted afterwards depends on the sky. Judgment by law.
The bright moon hung high in the sky, and Gong Mengbi took advantage of the moonlight to fly away, turning into a flying rainbow.
The wind and rain in Gusu City have gone and everything is clear, but the mountains above the Shihu Pan are filled with clouds. Endless divine thunder stretches across the sky, and the divine light of thunder and fire is invincible, illuminating the night as if it were day.
Gong Mengbi flew in from afar, and before he even got close to Shangfang Mountain, two gods in scarlet robes descended from the clouds to block the road, shouting: "Who is flying here? The Exorcist Academy is capturing demons, sealing the void, and no one is allowed to come near!"
Gong Mengbi revealed his true form, put on the heavenly clothes on his body, showed his immortal status, and then came to speak, saying: "Gong Mengbi, the master of Huzheng in Tianhu Academy, came to help the envoy Zhang Yuan."
When the two generals saw him reveal his identity, they still refused to let him go. One of them looked at Gong Mengbi and said, "It turns out to be Gong Huzheng, no wonder he is blessed by heaven."
"Thank you very much to Hu Zheng for your help, but the overall situation has been decided. Please wait for a while."
The two heavenly generals looked towards Fangshan Mountain, and following their gazes, Gong Mengbi saw the divine light all over the sky and the earth, criss-crossing like a net, covering all the spiritual ideas in it.
Four huge Tianding messengers stood on the ground, higher than the mountain above, suppressing the earth with the earth-suppressing pillars. The god-man in armor lowered the clouds over the mountains above.
Zhang Yuan envoy was holding a fly whisk, dressed in purple clothes, and commanding all the heavenly soldiers and generals around him, and endless thunder light appeared in the entire void.
The divine light hit the mountain above, smashing the temples and pagodas on the front mountain into powder, breaking open the realm of ghosts and gods on the back mountain. Wind, fire, thunder and lightning turned the realm of ghosts and gods into a pot of boiling porridge, from which all kinds of strange colors gushed out.
The divine legal world built with the power of the five powers of ghosts and gods was completely destroyed, and the true nature of the legal world was finally revealed.
The divine realm created by Wutong is just an appearance. The one who truly dominates the divine realm is Our Lady of Jizituo.
Under the skynet, there is also a snare, and the entire void has turned into a huge spider nest. Endless spider threads clung to the void, turning into a huge formation, and the fierce voice of Our Lady of Jizituo came from the void.
The porridge-like Divine Realm was completely destroyed, peeling off the appearance, and the true appearance that emerged was like the strong color in a dye vat, occupying the original position of the entire Divine Realm.
"Damn it! Damn it!"
In the deep, dark lair, the spider web was burned fiercely by the thunder and fire. Our Lady of Jizituo cursed, revealing the true nature of the spider.
It was a huge, old red spider. Its head vaguely resembled a woman's face, but its huge body, which was level with the mountain above, could only bring endless fear to everyone.
The cobwebs were ignited by thunder and smoke billowing out.
The body of Our Lady Ji Zituo was also burning, and her cracked body was leaking out stinking bodily fluids. Her ferocious face was staring at Ambassador Zhang, asking: "Why! Why are you here!"
Envoy Zhang, with the power of the Exorcist Academy, said: "The sky's net is so vast that it never leaks out. You escaped from the underworld without any thought of repentance, and instead made trouble in the underworld. Do you still think you can hide it from the sky?"
Our Lady of Ji Zituo lamented: "My son is not around, but he comes to deal with me, an old woman."
Zhang Yuan envoy said: "Your five sons have already surrendered to the law, why don't you just arrest them without restraint?"
"Go to hell!" Our Lady of Jizituo finally lost hope. She jumped up, threw herself into the sky, and stabbed Yuan Zhang with her sharp claws.
Zhang Yuan envoy angrily rebuked: "If you are stubborn and ineffective, death will not be a pity!"
He rolled up his fly whisk, like a divine sword, and pointed his finger in the air. All the divine power of the heavenly generals and heavenly soldiers were blessed here, and then turned into an earth-shattering thunder sword that collided with the Holy Mother of Jizituo and penetrated the Holy Mother of Jizituo. Her body caused her to fall into the endless sky fire.
The Holy Mother Jizituo wailed, and suddenly disintegrated into countless little spiders, which densely covered the sky and the sun, and fled towards the void along the endless spider threads.
Zhang Yuanshi snorted coldly and said, "Want to leave?"
"Gods obey, close the net!"
"Listen to the order!" There was a buzz in the void, and the dragnet that encompassed the entire void finally revealed its true appearance, like a sky curtain, uniting the entire void into one place.
The entire nest is shrinking in the net, and the spider threads clinging to the void and the void itself are being contained in the net.
Those densely packed little spiders climbed to the end of the spider silk, which was a desperate situation with no escape.
The fire in the sky was blazing, and the screams of Our Lady of Jizituo changed from human voices to beastly roars, and finally turned into an inaudible curse.
Finally, the entire dragnet turned into a palm-sized ball of light, which was put into the box by Yuan Zhang.
The entire divine domain and the lair of Our Lady of Jizituo were uprooted, and in the end, all that remained was endless ashes.
Heavenly soldiers and generals will descend on Fangfang Mountain to search for fish that have slipped through the net. At dawn, people will only find that the temple and pagoda of Wutong God were destroyed by thunder and fire, while everything else is as usual.
(End of chapter)
