PNB Chapter 514 Yun Zhongzi, Imperial Oxen and Horses
Chapter 514 Yun Zhongzi, Imperial Oxen and Horses
Inside the Purple Cloud Palace.
The three pure ones had rosy complexions. After taking the Fallen Saint Pill, they not only did not show any signs of blocked fortune, but their spirits were even more radiant than before.
The guide's gaze was fixed on the three of them:
"Is this really the Fallen Saint Pill?"
This looks even more nourishing than a magic elixir!
The Master of Heaven looked at him coldly and said:
"Since you're so curious, let the Dao Ancestor give you one to try too."
As soon as he finished speaking, Hongjun Ancestor looked at the Guide Daoist, genuinely considering whether to use the Fallen Saint Pill to control all six saints.
That would save you a lot of trouble.
The guide's expression changed drastically, and his fist clenched tightly in his gray sleeve. The Western Sect had just had a bright future and had already decided to stay in the West. How could they be willing to consume the Fallen Saint Pill and make the Heavenly Dao a shackle?
"Not curious." Jieyin replied to Tongtian Jiaozhu, then looked at Yang Jiao outside the hall and invited him with a smile: "I felt a connection with you when we first met. I must visit the Western Sect often in the future."
Yang Jiao remained noncommittal.
Having already replaced the Fallen Saint Pill, there was no need to linger here. He bowed to Dao Ancestor Hongjun and the other saints.
"I apologize for disturbing you all. I will take my leave now."
Hongjun Laozu glanced at her indifferently and waved his sleeve.
Yang Jiao turned and ran.
They didn't dare to breathe loudly.
After leaving this place, his legs suddenly went weak, and he sat down on the cloud with a thud, still in shock: "I was so scared, so scared!"
Using the "Stealing the Sky and Changing the Sun" technique in front of the Dao Ancestor, Yang Jiao only now realized that his back was covered in sweat. A cold wind blew, and he subconsciously shivered.
Master Yu Ding rushed forward to see, and his heart was pounding:
"That's the Dao Ancestor!"
"And those Bodhi beads of yours, they can even burn lamps."
Yang Jiao opened her hand to show him, and in her palm lay a round Bodhi seed, with three round pills beside it.
Yu Ding Zhenren curiously took one and exclaimed happily, "Did the Dao Ancestor give it to you?"
The elixirs made by the Hongjun Ancestor must be extremely good!
He chuckled softly and obsequiously, feigning reluctance:
"There are five of us, so it's not easy to divide these three pills among us."
Yang Jiao suddenly looked up, snatched the Fallen Saint Pill back, and was speechless:
"You can't eat this."
The Fallen Saint Pill is so potent that even a saint who consumes it and harbors disloyal thoughts towards Hongjun Daozu will perish. Let alone a Great Luo Golden Immortal like Yuding Zhenren, the Fallen Saint Pill might just have entered his mouth and the next second his soul, already incomplete, would be gone from the Creation Jade Disc.
Just as Master Yuding was muttering, the Purple Cloud Palace above them began to fade, and the purple aura spread to both sides.
A hand that could cover heaven and earth reached out from it, and with a single finger, the entire Ten Thousand Immortals Formation was reduced to ashes.
The Daoist principles are three thousandfold.
A sound like a resounding bell arose:
"Tongtian has violated the laws of Heaven. From this day forward, his teachings shall be disbanded as a warning to others."
Yang Jiao gripped the Fallen Saint Pill tightly in her hand, her face instantly turning ashen.
Hongjun is too powerful.
The Myriad Immortals Formation, capable of overturning the primordial world, was reduced to ashes with a single finger from him. Could her clumsy display, deliberately presenting herself as a tantrum-like complainer, fool Hongjun?
Yang Jiao was terrified by that one glance in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
Rather than being constantly watched by unseen eyes, she could only put herself in the open and make Hongjun uninterested in her.
Primordial Purple Qi?
Even though everyone in the primordial world desires it, Hongjun possesses mostly Primordial Purple Qi.
His Creation Jade Disc is a magical artifact that records the Three Thousand Great Daos.
"That's right, the Fallen Saint Pill." Yang Jiao looked at the pill in her palm and remembered how eager Jade Cauldron True Person had been to try it earlier. A flash of inspiration struck her.
After the Investiture of the Gods, sages could not be appointed except for major events.
Who is the strongest in these three realms?
Those are just the quasi-saints!
Quasi-Saints are rare, but not non-existent. There are still six Saints, let alone Quasi-Saints who have been born over a long period of time in the primordial world.
Yang Jiao alone has offended quite a few quasi-saints.
Previously, his backing came from the protection of saints.
After they are no longer born, they will have to find a new way to secure their lives.
Right now, the best weapon is the Fallen Saint Pill, which was obtained by exchanging the Yangmei Ancestor's cultivation technique.
She suddenly glanced vaguely at Yun Zhongzi, who looked completely bewildered, and called out:
"Master Yun Zhongzi~"
For no apparent reason, Yun Zhongzi shivered.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, standing nearby, patted Yun Zhongzi on the shoulder with deep sympathy.
Yun Zhongzi, who had been called out, looked as if he had lost his mother, his face hanging low: "Please speak."
Did he go to Zixiao Palace and get some good treasures again? He's already starting to experience phantom pain in his fingers.
It's just crafting magical artifacts, right? He'll do it!
Yang Jiao smiled slightly, humbly spread her hands towards Yun Zhongzi, and asked for his guidance:
"Master Dao is the most skilled at crafting magical artifacts among the five of us. I wonder if you have any experience in alchemy?"
Yun Zhongzi leaned back slightly, narrowing his eyes suspiciously:
"Only a little bit."
"Great!" Yang Jiao's expression changed quickly. She immediately sat up from the cloud and said with great joy, "A little is enough. It's not a difficult thing."
Her gaze was so sincere and clear that Yun Zhongzi felt she was truly simple.
So he asked:
"What kind of pill?"
"The Fallen Saint Pill!"
Upon hearing these three words, Yun Zhongzi's eyes turned red with anxiety.
"Can you read? Of your three-character name, only the character 'Dan' is the most common. Why do you think so highly of me?"
Fallen! Saint! Pill!
If we put those two words together, there are only six people in the entire primordial world who are truly significant.
Yang Jiao, I am Yun Zhongzi, not a wishing well.
Not only Yun Zhongzi, but also Maitreya and Ksitigarbha stared wide-eyed in horror, Maitreya's squinty eyes no longer visible.
Master Yuding frantically wiped his hands on his Taoist robe, then slapped his own hand hard, cursing:
"Die-hard! He'll take anything!"
What's even more terrifying is that he almost swallowed the Fallen Saint Pill in one gulp!
Master Yu Ding felt as if he had been given a second chance at life; it was a close call.
Fortunately, the Mosquito Daoist was swept away by the Dao Ancestor. Given her nature of wanting to taste everything, she probably would have already swallowed the pill. Don't say that as long as the mosquitoes of the Three Realms are eradicated, the Mosquito Daoist will never die.
With one dose of the Fallen Saint Pill, Mosquito Daoist might not die, and from then on, there would be no more mosquitoes in the Three Realms.
Unlike their shock, Yang Jiao slowly said:
"Refining the Fallen Saint Pill is of course impossible, but what if we melt and break it down?"
Maitreya narrowed his eyes again. "What do you mean?"
Yang Jiao beckoned, and the five heads huddled together before she whispered:
"As the Dao Ancestor just said, from now on, sages will not appear except for major events. However, there are still many quasi-sages in the Three Realms. I would like to trouble Daoist Yun Zhongzi to melt the Fallen Saint Pill and see if it can be appropriately downgraded to a Fallen Quasi-Sage Pill or a Fallen Great Luo Pill..."
The air above was filled with sand and dust due to the collapse of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.
But even the gray-brown sky couldn't match the complexity of Master Yu Ding's mood, because he finally realized that Yang Jiao's heart was black.
What a wicked yet exciting idea!
Yang Jiao urged:
"Hurry up, let's try one first. I have a major problem right now, a near-saint."
Burning Lamp, now he knows that the Primordial Purple Qi is within him.