After seeing the dragon-binding rope, Zhao Gongming also couldn’t hide things.
Seeing all the fellow Taoists looking at him with great expectation, he took out another treasure and watched and enjoyed it with everyone.
Under the curious eyes of everyone, Zhao Gongming slowly took out something from his bag. In an instant, the room was filled with precious light, making everyone almost see stars in their eyes.
After a short while, everyone recovered, and when they squinted and took a closer look, they saw a handful of crystal clear beads.
Each one is about the size of a thumb, shining in the palm of your hand like a ball of amber.
Bai Tianjun counted them, and there were twenty-four. He couldn't help but wonder: "Is this little pearl the one that knocked over the Yuxu immortals in Bai Tian?"
"That's it!" Wen Zhong replied first.
In the daytime, the object shone so brightly that no one could see it directly, so they analyzed it and cut it in two directions, but no one knew what it was that hurt people.
Only Wen Zhong, with his eyes on his forehead, could see clearly. He knew that Zhao Gongming had made a string of light, which looked like soybeans, but he didn't know what kind of treasure it was.
Now that I saw him again, he recognized it immediately based on the shape of the light gas.
"If that's the case, then this treasure is really amazing!" Wang Tianjun, the leader of the Red Water Formation, exclaimed.
All the immortals were filled with admiration, and Bai Tianjun said again: "What is the name of this treasure?"
Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and said, "It's a long story..."
At that time, the clear and the turbid were not separated. After the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, after the creation of the heaven and the earth, there were twenty-four strange lights, shining on the universe and burning the void. The leader of Tongtian took action to stop these twenty-four strange lights.
The leader was delighted that this thing matched the Taoist number of thirty-seven, so he turned it into twenty-four orbs.
Later, he gave it to Zhao Gongming and asked him to study its magical effects.
After Zhao Gongming finished speaking, he sighed: "It's a pity that it has been more than a thousand years since I got this Dinghai Pearl, but I still can't figure out the mystery of it."
Yao Tianjun said: "I see that Taoist brother has made this treasure go as he wished, and he can more than win the battle. It is mysterious and extraordinary. How can I not say that it is mysterious?"
Zhao Gongming shook his head and was silent.
When Dinghaizhu is thrown, it can be as heavy as a mountain or as light as a feather. Not only is it extremely powerful, but it is also extremely fast.
Since Zhao Gongming obtained this treasure, he has been victorious in all battles. Once this thing comes out, no matter whether gods, demons or immortals, it is impossible to resist it.
Therefore, being able to achieve great fame and act unscrupulously is also the confidence that Zhao Gongming dares to challenge the twelve immortal heads.
But it's not without its drawbacks.
Although Dinghaizhu was created through the mediation of the leader of the Qiguang Sutra and turned into a jewel, it is not a magic weapon.
There are no and no restrictions on it.
Therefore, after Zhao Gongming got it, he used the pure Yang spirit to warm and nourish him for thousands of years, but he only used it superficially, and could barely absorb or release it.
Seeing Zhao Gongming shaking his head, he heard the Taishi said: "Since it is a treasure passed down by the leader, it must have endless mysteries. It can be easily understood. Since it was given to Taoist brother, I think the leader has already calculated that one day, brother Taoist will be able to understand the mystery.
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When Zhao Gongming heard this, his worries disappeared and he said with relief: "Haha... I hope this is the case with my Taoist brother's words!"
On Jie Jiao's side, the immortals exchanged cups and cups, and the atmosphere was jubilant, while on Chan Jiao's side, it was gloomy and gloomy.
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The five immortals of the Chan Sect were overthrown by Ding Haizhu and simply snatched back by Liu Qiao and other three generations of disciples.
A grain of Dinghai Pearl is as valuable as heaven and earth. Even though all the immortals in the teachings have their own ways to protect themselves, it is also like wearing a colorful face. For a while, the muscles and bones are sore and numb, and the clouds and mist cannot stand up.
After being carried back to the reed to rest for a while, Guangchengzi, Chizhong and several other immortals finally regained their breath and were able to walk on the ground.
After Ran Deng looked at the injuries of Chi Jingjing and others, he saw that the twelve immortals were all looking at each other in silence, and asked: "What object did Zhao Gongming use to hurt you today?"
Master Lingbao shook his head and said: "You can't see it clearly. All you can see is a bright light all over the sky, which dazzles people's eyes. It is extremely fast and hits people very hard."
"Yeah...sss..." As Chi Jingzhi spoke, he pulled the bruises on his face and took a breath.
The remaining Guangchengzi also shook their heads and said: "I saw a bright red light, and I was hit immediately. I lost consciousness. I don't know what object hit me."
After Ran Deng listened, he frowned, sat down and was silent.
Compared to the Chanjiao Immortals sitting in Lu Peng, Liu Qiao knew what kind of treasure Zhao Gongming used, but he couldn't tell the Chanjiao Immortals.
After all, Liu Qiao had heard about Dinghaizhu many times in his previous life.
But today is the first time I saw him. As expected in his previous life, he beat the twelve immortals to the point of losing their temper.
"But it seems that the senior uncles didn't try their best..." Liu Qiao speculated in his mind.
When it comes to fighting, Liu Qiao is not too clear about the strength of the twelve immortal heads.
But just judging from the cave treasures they each hold, they are worthy of their reputation as the first among the immortals.
At least, True Monarch Daode could turn the world upside down with just a grain of divine sand. That kind of power is still fresh in Liu Qiao's memory.
Moral True Monarch's Divine Sand is so powerful, so there is no reason that Guangchengzi's Bell of Desolation and Akari Seiko's Yin-Yang Mirror are not powerful.
But while watching the battle today, I didn't see them using these magic weapons.
They all use martial arts to fight Zhao Gongming, or some Taoist skills.
But it is also possible that these immortals did not bring the cave treasure with them when they went out this time.
However, Liu Qiao didn't know the specific reasons and could only make some guesses.
Just as he was thinking about it, Taoist monk Ran Deng said in a deep voice: "Now Zhao Gongming is using the exotic treasure to show off his evil deeds, injuring several of my Taoist friends, and also taking away the real Huanglong and hanging him at the camp gate. What do you think we should do?"
When all the immortals heard this, they were all depressed and silent.
"That's all, since none of you can help Gong Ming, then Pindao will go to the battle in person to meet him for a while tomorrow!"
After saying that, seeing that everyone was silent, Ran Deng sighed again:
"You are the ones who are unable to escape from this calamity. Now that Master Huanglong has been humiliated in this way and is suffering from misfortune, who can relieve his misfortune..."
Only then did Master Yuding say: "It doesn't matter, I am a poor Taoist and I have a way. I just need to make it darker before I deal with it."
All the immortals nodded. Seeing that nothing could be discussed, Ran Deng waved his hands to signal the meeting to disperse.
It was said that the meeting was over, but Ran Deng and the Twelve Immortals were all sitting on futons in the tent, and Liu Qiao and other junior disciples naturally couldn't go out and run around.
He could only follow the other teachers, close his eyes and relax among the reeds, and spend the time.
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Time passed slowly, and before I realized it, the red sun was setting in the west, and it was the second watch of the night.
The three armies were sleeping soundly outside, and there was also silence in the reed canopy.
At this time, Guangchengzi and other immortals, who had closed their eyes to rest, opened their eyes one after another.
Ran Deng also looked at Master Yuding and asked, "Fellow Taoist said that we should do the treatment at night, what can we do?"
Seeing that all the immortals in the reeds were looking at him, Master Yuding calculated for a moment and said to the immortals: "Now that the time has come, of course there is a way!"
After saying this, he called his subordinate Yang Jian and said, "I'm going to take a walk so that your uncle can escape."
"The disciple is gone, how should we act?" Yang Jian asked doubtfully.
Zhao Gongming's Immortal Binding Rope bound the real person Huanglong. Although it was hung in a big way on the camp gate, without his spell, he could not be freed.
"Just go and you will know when you meet Master..." Master Yuding said solemnly.
When Yang Jian heard this, he didn't say much, and immediately turned into a gust of wind and floated out of the reed canopy.
Suddenly, the wind passed hundreds of steps and arrived in front of the Shang army camp.
Then I saw at the gate of the camp, a waist-thick vertical pillar, four or five feet high, with flags and flags hanging on it.
The real Huanglong, with a yellow talisman on his forehead, was hung on the flagpole with his eyes closed tightly, as if he was asleep.
Under the flagpole, several battalions of soldiers and horses, wearing armor and armed with weapons, patrolled back and forth, and the defense was extremely tight.
These mortal soldiers and horses are not much of an obstacle.
But if these patrol soldiers discover it and alert Zhao Gongming, Wen Zhong and other good interceptors, then it will be a disaster.
Yang Jian used the Eighty-nine Mysterious Skills to transform into a mosquito and fly. He gathered his breath, fluttered his wings, quietly walked around the camp gate, and flew to the flagpole.
Not far below, only about twenty or thirty steps away, the Chinese army camp was brightly lit, and Zhao Gongming and others could vaguely be heard drinking, chatting and laughing.
As soon as the mosquito transformed by Yang Jian pounced on the flagpole, Huanglong, who had been hanging with his eyes closed, became aware of it.
Master Huang Long opened his eyes and could not move, but his eyes were looking around.
Yang Jian flew to Zhenren's ear and whispered: "Uncle Master, I'm here..."
Upon hearing this, Master Huang Long breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "Is it Yang Jian?"
"It is Yang Jian who came to release the master under the order of the master. Uncle master, how should I release you?"
Master Huang Long said: "If you take away the talisman on my head, I will naturally have a way!"
After Yang Jian heard this, he turned into a black wind and rolled up the magic talisman on the real man's forehead with a roar.
Immediately there was a sound of wind, like a whistle, and a little light was seen rising from the Huanglong Fontanel.
The Hongmeng light is like a silk thread, which cannot be seen clearly. It floats in the air, like a round light, and like an electric burn, changing constantly.
The so-called: Yuantuo Tuo, the light is scorching, and it remains unchanged forever, how can it be polished?
This ray of red light is none other than the preliminary result of the immortal path accomplished by a real person, named Chunyang Yuanshen.
The Yang Shen is extremely mysterious and is almost the superior foundation of the immortal path. It can be tangible or invisible, it can walk without a shadow in the sun and the moon, and it can also pass through modern stones without hindrance.
The saying: "Gong exceeds the three vehicles, but is within the three vehicles, is difficult to be bound by the law, and is not bound by the Tao" is based on this thing.
It is difficult to be bound by law, that is, it is somewhere between tangible and formless, and intangible and formless, so it can exist or not, and it cannot be bound by human laws.
Not bound by the mud of the Tao, not rigidly constrained by form, it can be a human or an animal, it is always the great road, transcending time and traveling up and down.
This is what the Buddhist scriptures say, there is something within something and nothing, and there is nothing within something.
However, it was a leader-level achievement. Master Huang Long just embarked on this path, and he was only a hair's breadth away from this level.
But this is not important. The important master Huang Long has not practiced to the level of being free from restraint, so Zhao Gongming used a spell to directly imprison his Yang Shen in his physical body.
Now that Yang Jian has unveiled the talisman, Master Huanglong has ten thousand ways to escape.
After Master Huanglong escaped from the Yangshen, he twisted his fingers and bound his body with the talisman, making a "snap" sound and breaking into several pieces.
Before the body that had lost its restraints had even hit the ground, Yang Shen penetrated into the body with a flash, and hurriedly pulled up a cloud of mist to support the body.
As soon as Yang Jian unveiled the talisman, Zhao Gongming, who was having a drink with Wen Zhong and others in the military tent, felt something.
"No, who sneaked in and uncovered Pindao's talisman..."
After Zhao Gong made it clear, before Chao Wenzhong and others could explain it, he hurriedly put on the steel whip and turned it into a rainbow.
But it was still a step too late. As soon as Fang came out of the tent, he saw Huanglong Zhenren's Yuan Shen cast a spell to remove the restraints and returned to his body.
"Haha... Brother Zhao, there is no need to keep him, I just want to leave!"
Huanglong Zhenren roared loudly, and in an instant, the surrounding area was confused. The green smoke rolled up, swept up Yang Jian, and fled away in the form of a rainbow.
Seeing this, Zhao Gongming stopped and did not pursue him.
At this time, Wen Zhong, Bai Tianjun and others also hurriedly came out with weapons and magic weapons and asked: "Brother Zhao, why don't you cast a spell to keep him?"
Zhao Gongming shook his head and said drunkenly: "Such a rat is just a defeated general. What's the point of chasing after him?"
"He can escape today, but he can't escape tomorrow. When we go into battle tomorrow, wouldn't it be good for me to capture them all?"
"Hahaha...Brother Zhao said, let's go and drink..."