Pindao should be robbed

Chapter 127
In the Prime Minister's Mansion, everyone frowned slightly. After discussing for a long time, they didn't come up with a way to destroy the four generals of the Demon Family.

Jiang Shangdao: "Since everyone has no good idea, it's better to go back and defend the city, and close the city to defend yourself."

After finishing speaking, the crowd was about to leave when an official came to report: "The Prime Minister, a Taoist came from outside the residence to ask for an audience."

Everyone is happy, knowing that with the help of an expert, the four generals of the Mo family will be defeated.

Jiang Shang hurriedly said: "Please come in quickly."

"If there are no accidents, it should be Yang Jian who came this time...or Huang Tianhua..." Liu Qiao thought to himself.

Nezha, Liu Qiao and the others all turned their heads and looked outside the door.

Sure enough, Shi Shiran walked in a young man, dressed in the wrong way, wearing a cloud crown, light yellow clothes, but tied with a silk sash, both vulgar and vulgar.

As soon as he saw Jiang Shang, he bowed and said: "The disciple has met the uncle!"

Jiang Shang asked: "Sit down and watch tea, the Taoist looks extraordinary, where did he come from?"

"A disciple of Immortal Yuding, Jinxia Cave, Yuquan Mountain. His surname is Yang and his name is Jian. He was ordered by his master to come to his uncle's tent to listen to him." Yang Jian clasped his hands in all directions.

"It turns out to be a senior disciple of Daoist Brother Yuding, come and sit down quickly, here are all fellow disciples!" Jiang Shang was overjoyed, and while inviting Yang Jian to sit, he introduced Liu Qiao and others to him.

After greeting each other, Yang Jian went to meet King Wu and came back after accepting his official position. Jiang Shang led everyone to prepare a banquet for three generations of disciples in Xiangfu.

Anyway, there is no way to go out to fight. The people in the Xiangfu have a small meeting every three days, a banquet every five days, and clock in and go to get off work every day.

Although they haven't become gods yet, the necessary skills of Tiangong immortals, such as banquets, punching cards, fishing, and gossip at court meetings, have been thoroughly played.

There are five people at the banquet, each with a few cases, and each seat has four seats.

The two brothers of the Li family, Nezha, Muzha, Han Dulong, and Xue Ehu, still wore a pair of trousers, and the four of them chatted and played together next to each other.

Jin Zha and Yang Jian were steady and heavy, but they got along very well and had a good appetite. The two sat in a pile and talked happily.

"Brother, come and drink!" Wu Ji and Long Xuhu kept pouring wine with Liu Qiao and waited attentively.

Liu Qiao has the most people at this table, Long Xuhu, Wu Ji, Huang Tianxiang, Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu and so on.

They are all non-teaching legends or mortals who Nezha and others ignore.

"Wu Chengwang, have you recovered from your injury recently?" Liu Qiao asked, sipping his wine.

Huang Feihu laughed proudly and said: "Hahaha, it's so neat. Although there are some scars, they are traces of a man!"

As he said that, he rolled up his sleeves to show Liu Qiao, and sure enough there were several blade scars on his arms, which looked like centipedes crawling, which was extremely frightening.

It was the first battle against the four generals of the Mo family. Although Huang Feihu saw that the situation was not good and urged the five-colored bull to slip away, he was still enveloped by the black wind.

The black wind was like thousands of sharp knives, it shaved off the flesh of one arm on the spot, leaving only a single muscle and bone connected.

Not only Huang Feihu, but the rest of the generals at that time, Nan Gongshi, Huang Ming, Zhou Ji, etc., were also injured.

Fortunately, Nezha also acted righteously and brought down a gourd of Qianyuan Mountain to crush all the elixir, and smeared the wounds on everyone, so there was no serious problem.

As he was talking, Yang Jian seemed to be very good at drinking, and Nezha and the others looked slightly tipsy after a few rounds of drinking.

He took the wine again and came to Liu Qiao's table to toast with everyone and get acquainted.

"King Wu Cheng, although I am a savage in the world, I have heard of your reputation, Your Majesty, and it is like thunder!" Yang Jian said with a light smile, holding his cup.

Huang Feihu was very modest, and even said that he didn't dare to do it. The two drank three cups with each other.

Next to Wuji, Longxuhu, etc., also toasted with Yang Jian. Yang Jian smiled proudly, never refusing to come, and not constrained by the truth or other opinions.

Finally, Yang Jian walked up to Liu Qiao and sat down, poured the wine and said, "Brother Yushu, how about your alcohol?"

"Don't dare to call him 'Brother', I'll get drunk when I'm poor, but since Brother Yang came, I'm really flattered, how dare I refuse!" Liu Qiao raised his glass quickly.

"Hahahaha...Brother Dao is humble, drink!" Yang Jian drank three bowls without frowning.

Everyone was stunned, and they all said: "Could it be that Daoist Yang is not drunk after a thousand cups?"

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, while Liu Qiao's eyes sparkled, looking at his figure thoughtfully.

Liu Qiao secretly said: "This Yang Jian doesn't seem to be a body of flesh and blood, but a ball of light energy, which is similar to the Great Immortal Huangjiao, but not as ethereal and profound as the Great Immortal Huangjiao."

The method of a Qi refiner is impenetrable to the eyes, but Liu Qiao has cultivated into a primordial spirit, and with the primordial spirit, Yang Jian seems to be a ball of light and energy, without the temperature of flesh and blood, like a ghost, which is really weird.

This feeling is very similar to the Nascent Soul of Immortal Huangjiao that I saw back then.

But Huangjiao Daxian's Taoism is extremely high and profound, clear and illusory, completely incomprehensible, even like the real immortal under the seat of Shennong Shengdi, he can't figure it out, can't touch it.

Although Yang Jian's Taoism is also very high, since Liu Qiao can sense him, it seems that he is in a pure yin state like himself.

The primordial spirit has not proved the pure yang, the most is that the mana is above him.

Just when he was puzzled, Yang Jian seemed to have a feeling, turned his head to look at Liu Qiao and said, "Brother Yushu, but the poor Taoist has flowers on his face?"

"Haha, no, I have met thousands of people since I attained the Dao, but I have never had such a quiet body, handsome appearance, and extraordinary worldliness, not like ordinary people!"

Liu Qiao was caught straight, but as an old fritter, this embarrassment was nothing to him at all, so he changed the subject if he made a fuss about it.

Sure enough, Yang Jian frowned when he heard the words, and laughed loudly: "The body is nothing more than a skin, so what's the point, my Jinxia Jade Cauldron Taoism, the first thing is a furnace of divine energy."

"So that's the case, no wonder..." Liu Qiao was stunned when he heard this.

Everyone else at the banquet, including Jiang Shang and Nezha, were stunned, not knowing what kind of maneuver these two were playing.

Liu Qiao has always been curious in his past and present lives, how human flesh and blood can transform into other things.

But seeing Yang Jian at this time, what he saw and heard, and Huang Ting's body and spirit can also change, so he understood a little.

It turns out that this kind of change, the physical body is actually fake, only the true nature of the spirit can be continuously simulated and manifested with the wind, so everything in the universe can be transformed, because the primordial spirit is virtual and abstract.

Thinking of this, Liu Qiao thought to himself: "Then Yang Jian's secret technique, isn't it true that there is no hope for a real immortal, the body has already melted away, how can there be innate essence?"

It is said that the reason why real immortals live forever is that the innate qi has been refined purely and perfectly.

The reason why Hunyuan Dajue is immortal is because the innate qi has neither increased nor decreased, is neither dirty nor clean, and has no birth and death. The so-called three or three elements of no birth and no death are clear from the law of opening up the earth and opening up the sky.

But without a physical body, without the three treasures of essence, qi, and spirit, how can one come to have innate essence and qi, and how can one cultivate to become a true immortal?
Liu Qiao really didn't understand it, he couldn't just turn his body into a body just for the pursuit of supernatural powers of transformation, just like the son of blood god, abandoning the Dao of True Immortal Hunyuan.

It seemed that Liu Qiao's eyes seemed suspicious, and Yang Jian was also a little surprised by Liu Qiao's Taoism. He didn't expect that besides him, Yang Jian, among the three generations of disciples, there would be someone who cultivated Yuanshen.

He leaned forward and said with a smile: "Brother Dao doesn't know that my Jinxia Cave's Taoism is mysterious, and I'm still a Qi refiner!"

Didn't explain much, but just one sentence, it's still the Qi Refiner sequence.

The implication is that he is still on the road of pursuing the true immortal Hunyuan, which is not as simple as Liu Qiao thought.

It's not easy for Liu Qiao to ask too many questions. After all, these key points of practice are the foundation of elucidating and teaching the Twelve Caves of True Dharma.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of food, Jiang Shang coughed lightly.

Seeing this, everyone sat down according to the class, with solemn expressions, knowing that it was time to talk about something serious.

Yang Jian also returned to his seat, and first asked: "Uncle Shi, I don't know what's going on outside the city, who gathered troops to besiege the city?"

"The four generals of the Demon Sect outside the city each have their magic weapons and are extremely powerful. They raised [-] elite soldiers. At present, they have lost some, and there are still [-] to [-]. Our army was defeated in the field battle. We can only defend the city and hang up the card of avoiding battle." Jiang Shang smiled wryly. road.

Yang Jian frowned, waved his hands and said, "Since I'm here, Master Uncle can pass away the free card today. After a while, there will be one or two lieutenants, and I'll go out to meet the four generals of the Demon Family."

Jiang Shang murmured: "Nephew Yang, I don't know how capable you are, but the treasures of the four generals of the Demon Family are powerful, it's easy to get stuck in, but difficult to get out."

"What's there to be afraid of? I have my own Jinxia Taoism, which manifests with the wind. I will go to the battle first. If he goes to fight, I will just see the clues. If they don't want to fight, then let's go and think about it." Yang Jian said with a smile. .

Seeing that what he said was extremely safe, he didn't seem like a person who would say big things if he had a little ability, Jiang Shang believed a little bit, and pondered.

Liu Qiao said: "Master, I see that Daoist Yang's morality is profound, and he has avoided fighting for a long time. It's not that I teach decently. It's good to go and have a look."

Nezha also said: "Yes, if you avoid fighting for a long time, you will not fall into my prestige in elaborating teachings. I am born with five elements and Taoism. If I can't beat it, I can walk."

Jiang Shang saw that most of the people supported the battle, so he had no choice but to say: "Then Yang Jian will lead five thousand troops and go out to challenge. With Yushu Wutu and Nezha as lieutenants, the rest will go to the city to watch the battle, ready to support at any time."

"Uncle, you don't need soldiers and horses. You have Daoist Brother Yushu, who has transformed into thousands, so what's the use of soldiers and horses?" Nezha said hastily.

Yang Jian also waved his hands and said: "Just pack lightly, we all have Taoism, we can go or stay at our own will, if you bring ordinary people, it's hard to get out of the world of mortals."

After finishing speaking, Yang Jian turned his head to look at Liu Qiao and said, "Brother Yushu, what do you think?"

Liu Qiao nodded with a smile, but neither agreed nor opposed, just looked at his master Jiang Shang winkingly.

Seeing this, Jiang Shang instructed: "Then you three go and support each other. Don't be careless. If you lose, you have to save your life and return. I don't blame you."

"Disciple obeys!" Liu Qiao and the three stood up and agreed.

"Boom...boom...boom..." There was a rush of drums on the tower.

"Squeak..." The four doors opened slowly, Liu Qiao changed to another yellow puma, Nezha rode on the Hot Wheels, and Yang Jian held a gun, fighting on foot without a horse.

In the imperial camp, the four generals of the Mo family are having a banquet in the tent.

Suddenly someone came to report: "Four generals, three Taoists from outside the village called Zhan, and how many generals are called to fight!"

"Haha, Zhengchou can't break the city, and they can't take them, but they come out of the city to die!" Hearing that there were only three people, Mo Lishou laughed loudly.

Mo Liqing and the others got up and said: "Bring me up and wait for the armor stick to be put on, and order troops to fight."

After a while, the four generals finished dressing up. They were all over ten feet tall, with gold and silver armors, mighty like gods descending from the earth, and when they came out of the gate, they saw Liu Qiao and the others who had been waiting for a long time.

Seeing that the leader came to a new face, with a cloud crown fan, a light yellow robe, and a spear in his hand, he was very heroic.

The four generals were also a bit more cautious, and asked first: "Who is here, who dares to come here to fight my sword?"

"Yang Jian, a qi refiner in Jinxia Cave, Yuquan Mountain, Pindao, was ordered by Prime Minister Jiang to capture the four of you." Yang Jian brandished his spear to designate the four generals.

"Hahaha, look at you are only eight or nine feet tall, thin and thin, with thin hands and feet, and have some martial arts skills. How dare you say such a big thing...haha..." The four generals laughed at each other when they heard this.

"The four of you are fat and big, but you are only four idiots. How can you dare to come here to commit crimes and harm others? Although I am thin and small, I will show you how powerful I am!"

Yang Jian taunted a few words proudly, without further ado, he took his gun and stepped into battle, stabbing the four generals straight.

The spear blade shone coldly, like a bunch of flowers, the four generals were a little more cautious when they saw this, they hadn't done anything for half a year, and they had already thought about moving their muscles and bones.

Seeing that Liu Qiao and Nezha didn't do anything, but just pressed the formation, the four generals all took up their weapons and rushed forward together, surrounded Yang Jian in Gaixin, and fought fiercely under the city.

Liu Qiao and Nezha watched the battle from behind, but the first five were fighting aggressively:
The little sage of Qingyuan Miaodao, the great sage of the four worlds of the Buddhist family; the little sage Zhaohui, named Erlang, the four heavenly kings of Shapi, the five of them met at first glance, but they had to bet on winning or losing in the battle.

The gods never know the depth, but today they know the severity when they fight. The little saint's iron spear is like a flying horn, and the four generals dance with the wind.

Blocking left and right attacking, leaning forward and backward to meet, Liu Qiao and Nezha supported the prestige, and the little sage cast Dafa, and a spear was like a dragon out of the gate.

Shouting and shouting, flying sand and walking stones, ghosts see sorrow, clearing clouds and fog, tigers and wolves resting, all the troops waved their flags, beat their drums and shouted in unison, and the soldiers and horses of the Sixth Division all added to the fun.

There were thirty to forty rounds in the battle, Yang Jian seemed to be losing the wind, but the four generals were secretly frightened, and said to each other: "This Yang Jian is so powerful, we can hardly restrain him together."

Although Yang Jian was surrounded and beaten by four generals, he seemed to be at a disadvantage for a while, but his power was boundless, his majesty was unrelenting, his spear came out like a poisonous snake, and he swung and swung like a mountain.

For a while, the four generals of the Demon Family were sweating profusely, and all of them were terrified, and for a while, there was danger, and several times of negligence, they were almost stabbed to death by Yang Jian on the spot.

Nezha saw his blood boiling, clapped his hands on Fenghuolun and applauded: "Okay, Daoist Yang fought well! Cool down!"

Liu Qiao was also in agitated mood when he saw it, he compared it in his heart, and said to himself: "The four generals are alone. In terms of martial arts, I am confident that I will win, but if all four go together, it is hard to say the outcome."

The martial arts of the four generals are not top-notch, and the generals on the battlefield are mediocre, but the four of them have a common heart, and they attack together with almost no flaws. In terms of martial arts alone, they can be regarded as extremely powerful generals.

Nezha was already itching to watch, seeing Yang Jian's two fists hard to reach his four hands, he pulled out a sharp spear, and hurriedly set the wind and fire wheel, saying: "Four generals don't bully my Taoist brother, I'm coming!"

Liu Qiao still didn't move, just took the sword from the saddle, held it in his hand, and was ready to go into battle at any time.

The four generals were sweating profusely from being killed by Yang Jian, and they were about to exhaust themselves. Seeing Nezha coming down the mountain like a tiger, shouting and shooting, they were frightened.

"Sacrifice the magic weapon!" Mo Liqing said anxiously.

After saying that, he was about to recite the mantra and make a formula, but Yang Jian took advantage of the momentum to counterattack, swept his gun and shouted: "In front of me, how dare you show off your tricks!"

The spear was as fast as a whirlwind, and it was powerful and heavy. If it hit it, not to mention the edge, it could kill people even if it hit it. Mo Liqing had no choice but to stop the curse in a hurry and block it with the spear.

The rest of them, Mo Lihong and Mo Lihai, heard that they wanted to use magic weapons, but Yang Jian burst out laughing, and with a flick of the gun in his hand, he threw away his solution (routine) like a divine light, and went to fight.

In an instant, the sky was dim and the ground was dark, and the sky was full of gun shadows, like flying dragons. One turned into ten, and hundreds turned into thousands.

"This!" The four generals turned pale with fright, only then did they realize that Yang Jian had never really used his full body martial arts, and this time was his full body martial arts.

The four generals wanted to cast a magic weapon, but they were surrounded by Yang Jian's gun shadow, so they could only parry.

"Ah!!" Nezha also arrived at this time, shouted loudly, shook it, it was also a pointed spear, with endless shadows in front of it, and joined forces with Yang Jian in an instant, suppressing the four generals of the Mo family.

Seeing this, Liu Qiao smiled and said: "How can you let the two fellow Taoists focus on beauty, and the poor Taoists are here too!"

After saying that, as soon as Huang Puma was urged, he raised his sword and came to join in the fun.

Seeing this panic, the three generals of the Mo family couldn't distract themselves and use their magic weapon, Mo Liqing anxiously shouted: "Fourth brother, if you don't make a move, when will you wait!"

"Haha, duh!" The fourth demon, Lishou, who had been calm all this time, reprimanded lightly at this moment, with a thought in his heart.

He has a pouch hanging around his waist, and the treasure in it is different from the other three brothers, it can be awakened with just a thought.

At this time, while thinking, "Huhu..." There was a sound of wind, and only a white light was seen, which was as fast as electricity, rising in the air at once.

In an instant, sand and rocks flew away, and the fog was thick. The three of Liu Qiao were shocked and opened their eyes to look.

I saw the white light like lightning, one of them was like a mouse or a mink, and it rose to the size of an elephant in the blink of an eye, with sharp claws and fangs, making it invulnerable.

"What!" Yang Jian rushed to stab with his gun.

But when the thing opened its mouth, there was a gust of wind, it regarded the knife and gun as if there was nothing, it just took a bite, and even the person and the gun "clicked" and bit into two pieces.

Yang Jian didn't even have time to utter a word, "噗噗" the red mist covered, blood spattered, only half of the gun, two legs, and broken bones and tendons remained on the ground, and the blood was dripping.

The white-haired monster's nose moved, like a hamster, and its mouth kept twitching, "啯啅!啯啅" like chewing jelly beans, eating sweetly, rolling its tongue, and eating the two remaining legs on the ground .

"Haha, good mink, go and eat those two monsters too..." Mo Lishou laughed triumphantly.

Nezha was stunned, stuck his tongue out and bit his fingers, not knowing what to say.

"Turning..." Liu Qiao reined in the horse abruptly.

On the tower, Jin Zha, Mu Zha and others were also shocked and dumbfounded. Jiang Shang rubbed his eyes, as if he couldn't bear to watch, all the generals below said: "It's so good, Daoist Yang was eaten in one bite, what should I do!"

"Could it be that Yang Jian is really so cold?" Liu Qiao asked in surprise.

If you don't believe it, but the blood stains left on the ground, broken bones and tendons are real.

Immediately feeling a little bit, Liu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, no one was on the list, remembering that Yang Jian, the actor in the TV series in his previous life, did not die with Xuan Gong, he must have left through the method of transformation.

It was too late to say, but it was actually fast. Everyone's thoughts were rushing, and the outside world was just a moment.

Nezha was stunned, and Yang Jian died again. The remaining three generals pulled out their hands one after another.

　Push the book "Weird Must Die"

　　The long night has come, and the ancient revives.

　　Whenever the red moon hangs above the night.

　　Those painful, sad, and desolate old people and old things surged up and rushed towards the world crazily.

　　Jing Yu walks in the world of reality and fantasy.

　　He is the sword in the dark, the guardian of the cities, the fire against the cold, the light of the dawn, the horn to awaken the sleepers, the shield of men.

　　He dedicated his life and glory to the long night, and vowed to watch from now on.

　　So tonight, every night.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)