GBP Chapter 283 Wutian wants to see Yang Chan?!
Chapter 283 Wutian wants to see Yang Chan?!
Master Puxian was truly at a loss for what to do.
Five Jade Cauldron Immortals!
How do we fight?
What kind of magic weapon is this?!
I've never heard of it in the Three Realms either.
Master Yuding spoke very kindly to Master Puxian:
"Start apologizing, Junior Brother Puxian."
With just one sentence, Master Puxian was left speechless.
You want to apologize, right?
He wanted to find out what was causing the trouble.
Master Puxian picked up the Wu Hook Sword again, holding one in each hand, and said with a furrowed brow:
"Don't you think it's unfair for one against five, senior brother?"
"Moreover, you are using Master's magic weapon. Master is one of the Three Pure Ones. Such a magic weapon is enough to stop me alone!"
Master Yuding never expected that Puxian would actually believe that the four were conjured from a magic weapon.
He argued:
"It's not a magic weapon given by Master!"
It was Yang Jiao who made the vow!
It's better than any magic weapon.
His days of ignorance and confusion are over, and those nights when he was heartbroken because of making hasty sworn brotherhoods are gone forever.
Having tasted the sweetness of success, Master Yuding couldn't wait to drag Yang Jiao to these people to become sworn brothers on the very day she was born.
After thinking it over, he looked at his fellow disciples, seeking their approval.
As a result, when he turned around, everyone looked at him with eyes that said, "You must have a secret weapon."
Even the Great Immortal Taiyi looked at him with deep sorrow and said:
"You went to Master again, crying and begging for magic weapons, didn't you? If you have such thoughts, why can't you ask your junior brother for help?"
Master Yu Ding was speechless.
Master, when have you ever disciplined him?
Samantabhadra despises him.
His fellow disciples were envious.
Master Yu Ding was utterly innocent, his mind racing, when he suddenly said:
"This is my own creation, One Qi Transforms into Four Cauldrons!"
Those present didn't understand, but Yang Jiao did.
She almost mechanically turned her head to look at Master Yu Ding, her expression nearly faltering.
Suspicious glances lingered on Master Yu Ding. This... he must have read the original work, right?
The Supreme Lord Laozi's One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones hasn't even appeared yet, but it's already being used by Jade Cauldron Immortal.
What a brilliant feat of transforming one breath into four cauldrons!
Samantabhadra could no longer contain himself. Regardless of how many cauldrons you transformed, he pointed to one of the jade cauldrons and said:
"You, you, come out and fight me!"
All five of them were initially worried.
But upon closer inspection, it became clear that Samantabhadra was truly lucky; with a casual gesture, he pointed directly at Maitreya.
The other four people all took a step back.
Without the slightest hesitation.
Only Maitreya, wearing the mask of the Jade Cauldron Immortal, simply smiled faintly.
The sound was even more faint and unclear:
"A Taiyi Golden Immortal, is that right?"
Master Puxian hesitated for a moment, then thought, if he couldn't defeat five Master Yuding, wouldn't one be enough?
Calming himself down, he spoke angrily:
"Enough talk, take this!"
Maitreya smiled slightly, his eyes gradually narrowing.
When Master Puxian poured all his cultivation into the Wu Hook Sword, concentrating his power to strike with unparalleled force.
Maitreya did not move an inch.
With just a sharper look in his eyes, he defused the attack of the Wu hook sword by raising two fingers.
He raised his head. Although it was the face of Jade Cauldron Immortal, the aura around him was completely different from his own. A glint flashed in his half-open eyes.
The force from Maitreya's arm flowed to his fingertips, bending the Wu Hook Sword and then piercing it into Samantabhadra's shoulder.
The attack was extremely fast; the outcome was decided in the blink of an eye.
Guang Chengzi hurriedly stepped between the two and made his assertion:
"The battle is over, let's not embarrass our fellow disciples any further!"
At this moment, the True Man Samantabhadra's face was ashen, and he stubbornly stared at the True Man Jade Cauldron, then suddenly burst into laughter:
"Hahaha, what Taiyi Golden Immortal? You're clearly close to the Daluo realm!"
How can it be?
how can that be possible?
His discomposure did not elicit any sympathy from the others. If Maitreya and the others had not arrived early today, the one who would have suffered the most humiliation would have been Master Yuding.
Sudden.
Puxian stared wide-eyed at the five Jade Cauldron Immortals and said:
"I don't believe you! I'll see how you manage to take them back."
Guang Chengzi sighed deeply and began to offer his advice:
"Yu Ding, put away your supernatural powers."
"what?"
Master Yu Ding suddenly choked.
Hesitantly, he repeated:
"Should we retract this supernatural power? Should we?"
How to collect...
He blinked. Just now, the Twelve Golden Immortals' attention was all on Samantabhadra, which allowed the rest of them to instantly arrive in front of him with the help of Maitreya's magic weapon.
Everyone is watching him now.
Even the smallest action can ruin things.
Seeing Yu Ding Zhenren's hesitation,
Master Puxian found a slight flaw and said:
"Could it be that these people aren't your 'One Qi Transforms into Four Cauldrons' or anything like that, but rather some fellow Daoists in disguise?"
Master Yu Ding was so frightened that he jumped in fright.
Even Maitreya wasn't entirely confident that he could disappear flawlessly in front of the Twelve Golden Immortals; if he could do it, it was hard to say about the others.
He became unusually nervous.
At this moment, Yang Jiao, who was standing next to Master Yu Ding, suddenly patted his shoulder and nodded to him secretly, saying:
"Take it; I'll handle the rest."
“You…come?” Jade Cauldron Immortal swallowed hard and suggested, “How about Fellow Daoist Maitreya comes instead?”
But with Master Puxian keeping a close eye on things, Master Yuding really had no choice.
With a gritted teeth.
"Okay, I'll take it!"
He shut up immediately.
The Twelve Golden Immortals and Jiang Ziya's group all looked at him.
The focus of everyone's attention.
To remain completely unperturbed under such scrutiny is an impossible task!
But Yu Ding had no way out. He took a deep breath, raised his sword finger, and shouted:
"receive!"
In that very instant.
The wind stopped.
The clouds have stopped.
Each person's hair seemed to be fixed in place.
At this time, only Yang Jiao, the unfortunate one, was left.
In a frenzy, he picked up Ksitigarbha and Maitreya and tucked them under his arms, and even kicked Yun Zhongzi into the sky.
She cried out in a sobbing voice:
"Why have I been made a laborer?!"
After shouting, he still had to run wildly, carrying the two stiff bodies between his legs.
Halfway there, he had to kick Yun Zhongzi again.
Five seconds later, she collapsed with a thud in front of the Mosquito Taoist, who was still lamenting the loss of her beast garden.
The time-space restriction expires.
The sneer of Master Puxian was stuck in his mouth.
"Really, it's gone..."
Upon hearing this, Master Yuding finally dared to open his eyes.
After carefully looking around, he straightened his back even more.
Unparalleled glory!
A thousand times in my heart I exclaimed: It's so good to be sworn brothers!
"Junior brother, it's your turn."
At this moment, Master Puxian truly could not discern whether Master Yuding had truly recovered his cultivation and was about to enter the ranks of the Great Luo Golden Immortals.
The matter has already been discussed to this extent.
To refuse again would be to lose face completely.
He walked dejectedly a few steps to Muzha, and raised his eyebrows in response to Muzha's resistant gaze.
Mu Zha shrank back, and could only kneel on the ground facing the direction of Master Yu Ding, kowtowing and saying:
“My junior brother has been disrespectful and offended his senior brother. I beg you to forgive him for his youth and ignorance.”
Master Puxian closed his eyes tightly, concealing the surging humiliation within them, and bowed deeply, saying in a deep voice:
"It was my fault, junior brother. From now on, Puxian vows to always obey your words and never dare to offend you again."
As Master Yuding looked at Master Puxian before him, the pent-up frustration in his heart slowly dissipated.
He didn't know whether to be happy or sad at that moment.
Without saying anything more, he turned and slowly left.
"Master!"
Yang Jian was about to follow.
Master Yu Ding waved his hand:
"Let's go back. Master wants to walk around by himself."
After a long while, Master Yuding walked over to Yang Jiao and the others. The moment he saw them, his eyes suddenly turned red.
He trembled uncontrollably, and a few tears fell from his lowered face, hitting the ground heavily.
Once a prodigy, he was reduced to worthless overnight.
Millions of years later, he rediscovered his shattered Dao heart through meeting a few friends.
Mosquito Taoist was still grieving over his animal garden.
He suddenly stopped, took Yang Jiao's hand, and said:
"Sour."
Yang Jiao was puzzled:
What's sour?
Mosquito Taoist pointed at Jade Cauldron Immortal:
"His tears smelled sour."
Maitreya and Ksitigarbha sighed, and Yun Zhongzi was already heartbroken.
No one can truly understand how much Master Yuding has endured.
But no one said anything to comfort him at that time, because any words would seem meaningless.
Maitreya waved his hand, beckoned Yang Jiao over, and said:
"Master Yuding will be fine for the time being. If we need him to break the formation, let Master Puxian go."
Having already sworn an oath, Samantabhadra dared not refuse.
He then continued:
"The Western Religion is not at peace either. We still have to go back to deal with internal affairs. I always feel that this war of gods has nothing to do with our side, but it is actually closely related to us."
This statement suggests that Maitreya's heart was already tipped more in favor of Yang Jiao.
At this moment, Yang Jiao couldn't tell whether he wanted to live because of the oath he made to Heaven, or because they were truly friends who could be completely trusted.
Yang Jiao appreciated this kindness.
She nodded knowingly and said:
"No matter what happens in the future, we will always be friends, regardless of our positions."
The three parties were originally opposed to each other, each belonging to their own faction.
It's already quite an achievement to have reached this point.
A hint of a smile flashed in Maitreya's narrowed eyes as he lowered his gaze and said:
"Regardless of our stance, we are friends."
The atmosphere softened for a moment.
Their friendship deepened further amidst the cries of Jade Cauldron Immortal.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva smiled, a slight curl of his lips.
Lying back on the grass with my hands behind my head, gazing at the stars in the night sky, I felt a rare sense of relaxation.
No one knows what the future holds, but as long as they remember what they said today, they will not betray it.
Ksitigarbha chuckled softly.
Having friends is great.
He suddenly remembered that he had gone to find Yang Tianyou, who was planting herbs in the Blood Sea, before coming to Xiqi. He sat up halfway and said to Yang Jiao:
"Oh, by the way, I went to see your father, and he asked me to pass on a message to you."
Yang Jiao began to look forward to it.
All that could be heard was Ksitigarbha saying:
"Your uncle told you to take good care of yourself and not to worry about him. He's safe with Kinnara by his side."
Yang Jiao nodded.
"He also said that the grass seeds in the Blood Sea were not suitable for planting, so he took Kinnara out to find seeds."
Yang Jiao thought to herself, "It's nothing."
It's true that ordinary grasses can't grow in that western region, but perhaps some plants with spiritual energy could actually be grown there.
Ksitigarbha then continued:
"So he took Kinnara with him to visit Yang Chan at Nuwa's place."
Yang Jiao had no objection.
My youngest daughter lives alone away from home; I should go and visit her.
after all……
"what?!"
She jumped three feet high, and suddenly her voice was so loud that even Master Yuding dared not cry.
"Kinnara wants to see Yang Chan?!"
No one in heaven will see the red moon!
Oh no, does this mean the countdown will restart?