Chapter 58: Explaining the Immortals’ Visit to Xiqi
"Prime Minister Jiang, we are ordered by our teacher to assist the wise monarch and join hands to defeat the merchants." The sun is shining in the spring breeze, full of enthusiasm, and the golden beads are shining behind the back.
The brilliance of this golden pearl flows, and the interior contains the illusion of a glass jade, which makes people feel warm when they see it.
"Hahaha, thank you Lord Medicine Master. The war is about to begin, and we have been anxious all day long. The west came the fastest, which solved my urgent need." Jiang Ziya had a smile in his eyes, looking at the golden beads behind the sun, feeling slightly dissatisfied.
But no words.
"His Holiness said that soldiers are valuable and quick, and Xiqi's defeat of Zhou will be a prosperous time for generations. We have to do our best, and please don't be polite, Prime Minister." Yueguang's voice was cold, like beads rolling on a jade plate.
"Thank you all for your generous help. Follow me to the camp to rest." Jiang Ziya quickly led the way in a sincere tone.
"No need, we will be prepared."
The Western disciples did not go to Xiqi's camp, but came to an open space in the distance.
Starlight took out a seed from her ear, planted it in the soil, and muttered something.
Countless bean sprout roots stretched out from the soil one after another, criss-crossing each other, and in just a few moments, they formed a thirty or forty-meter-long tower.
The tower is exquisite and luxurious, standing like a towering giant tree, with carved beams and painted buildings, and is ingeniously crafted. The surface of the thick permanent bone is covered with golden scriptures, which continue to flow towards the top.
Colorful bells are embellished on the corners of the eaves, and flames are used instead of pendants to burn, and white jade is made of flawless railings and steps, elegant and generous.
Western disciples entered the balcony one after another, closed their eyes inside, recited scriptures, and quietly waited for the battle to come.
Thousands of rays of light, thousands of auspicious colors.
In the evening, great experts of interpretation and teaching arrived one after another.
The breath of spring glow of vegetation is alive, and golden lanterns rise and fall in the auspicious clouds, gathering into a pure and noble ocean.
All the golden immortals from Kunlun Mountain arrived one after another, but the atmosphere was not as relaxed and happy as the one at Buddhism.
The bright jade plate hangs high in the sky, and under the light of the swaying torch, a figure is kneeling in the mud, shivering.
Lei Zhenzi's face was ashen, his body was stooped and his face was pale. Against the backdrop of the luxurious armor, he was so dazzling.
The Antarctic Immortal narrowed his eyes and looked at Yun Zhongzi, finding that his face was particularly ugly.
Cultivation is often full of difficulties and obstacles, especially the growth of juniors, who need constant polishing to become successful, but such a humiliating punishment...
His rich experience told him that things would never be that simple.
The generals in the Xiqi military camp will definitely not attack their master. The three generations of disciples have the same status and their strength is not much different.
The only person who could make him so embarrassed was Manjusri who came to Xiqi in advance.
"Tsk, tsk, who doesn't know that Yun Zhongzi has the best face, and now there is something good to watch." Ran Deng sneered, standing aside and watching the fire.
In the camp, the atmosphere was extremely solemn and depressing. Yun Zhongzi's eyes were full of anger, he stared at Lei Zhenzi and asked: "Child, who humiliated you so much."
Lei Zhenzi raised his head, hunched his neck like a frightened bird, and said, "Yes, it's Master Manjusri."
"Presumptuous!" After hearing this, he immediately turned his head and looked at Manjusri aggressively. "You'd better give me an explanation."
"There is no explanation, just do it if you want to." Manjusri's voice was calm, not caring about his situation at all.
"Manjusri, do you know the family method of my interpretation?" Yun Zhongzi pointed at Manjusri's nose with an extremely excited expression.
"I know." Manjusri seemed to have thought of something terrible, and his face could not help showing some nervousness, but it was instantly covered up by determination, and he said stubbornly, "So what, he is disobedient, as an elder, can't I punish him?"
What?"
"You are worthy, and you don't even look at what your own realm is like." Yun Zhongzi scolded in a low voice.
This sentence suddenly made tears appear in Manjusri's eyes, as if he had been greatly wronged, but he tried his best to endure it, "Okay, I don't deserve it, then lock me in Shuiyun Stream and let Brother Anji torture me day and night."
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The onlookers are all from the Golden Immortal Realm. No matter how subtle the change in Manjusri's expression is, how can he deceive their eyes?
The sound was so noisy that even the disciples from the West had already walked out of the balcony to join in the fun.
At this moment, the Antarctic Immortal suddenly spoke.
"Hmph, Senior Brother, I see that Junior Brother Manjusri is crazy. He is targeting the younger generation in this way, which shows that he is narrow-minded." He pointed at Manjusri suddenly. "We don't want to be associated with wolfish ambitions."
"What did you say!" Manjusri was obviously excited, his tone was urgent, and he was worried. "Why does senior brother always criticize me so harshly?"
"Hmph, Manjusri, there is no need to fight to the death. When you killed Qionghua, I knew what your character was like, and you were not worthy of becoming the direct successor of Chanjiao. Now Lei Zhenzi looks like this, isn't it also your masterpiece?" Nanji Immortal
Weng raised his brows, feeling particularly proud, and held on to Manjusri's handle without letting go.
"Senior brother, in my opinion, we can just suppress him in Shuiyun Stream. Why waste our time again." Yun Zhongzi said in a low voice, feeling very sorry for his disciple's embarrassment.
"Don't go too far." Manjusri immediately shouted excitedly, clenching his eyes with helplessness.
He is like a restless little beast, hoping to relieve his inner panic by roaring.
More and more eyes are paying attention to this matter, and even the thoughts of Yuanshi Tianzun have quietly arrived here.
Ran Deng knew that the matter could not continue, so he coughed twice and said: "That's all, everyone has their own opinions on this matter, why not~"
"Wait a minute." At this moment, Li Jing walked over with a gloomy face, holding a dark emerald in his palm.
The gem is noble, and the lines on it are like water ripples, rippling layer by layer.
"Hey, isn't this the long tongue we have in the West?" Xingguang stood outside watching the excitement. After seeing the gem, he quickly said in surprise.
"Long tongue? That's a weird name." Wei Liusun murmured curiously.
"Haha, everyone doesn't know. The long tongue is a specialty of Western Gengjin spiritual veins. It can record the sound of a certain period of time, and the effect is much better than ordinary sound magic." Riguang explained to everyone with some pride, and then
The long tongue is like a palm, and the spiritual power is injected into it.
Suddenly, a familiar voice emerged from the long tongue...
"Hey, hey, what you say about the Taoist masters in Mount Wutai is actually just a poor man living on his last legs."
"Teacher came back with a message a few days ago, explaining that all the golden immortals have returned to their original state, but he is still in the earthly immortal state, not even as good as my three generations of disciples."
Lei Zhenzi's dirty words plunged the entire camp into deathly silence.
Yun Zhongzi looked directly at his beloved disciple, wishing he could kill him directly.
The long tongue was like an invisible slap, slapping him hard on the face.
"Senior Brother Yun Zhongzi is worthy of being a True Immortal of Fortune. The disciples who have been trained are really amazing. He can actually suppress his fellow disciples even by beating them up. He is worthy of being the brother and sister of the Antarctic Immortal." Archmage Lingbao said in an extremely cold voice.
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"Hmph, it's ridiculous. The master and apprentice are collaborating to harm their fellow disciples, but it's General Li, an outsider, who helps to clarify. We are really ashamed to be associated with you." The disgust on Yiriusun's face was barely concealed, and he looked at him without fear.
Guangchengzi.
Everyone instantly became united in their hatred and resisted Guang Chengzi and the three others, their anger rising in their chests.
The helpless end of Manjusri today is not their future. If they are always cowardly and timid, won't their dignity be trampled on by three generations of disciples in the future?
The power of unity, like an invisible rope, unites these unpopular disciples for the first time.