Journey to the West starts with the Heaven Swallowing Magic Technique

Chapter 17 The Jade Cauldron Wants to Seek Vengeance, Burns the Lamp to Obtain the Magic Weapon! (Add more rewards for the tipping of the Broken Bridge Misty Rain)
"Boom boom boom!"

Needless to say, the sharpness of the God-killing Spear was obvious, and soon there was a hole in the wall.

Only Luo Tian can do such a thing as digging a cave with the God-killing Spear.

If other people get the God-killing Spear, they may offer it like their ancestors.

But Luo Tian doesn't pay that much attention. Aren't weapons just for people to use?

What?Is this an innate treasure?

so what?

Just use it easily.

Before Luo Tian entered the cave, he found another suitable stone. After he entered the cave, he blocked the entrance with the stone.

The World-Destroying Black Lotus flashed between Luo Tian's eyebrows, and then a transparent protective shield appeared on his body.

In this way, even if he is in retreat, if there is an emergency, ordinary attacks will not be able to hurt him.

In addition, he thought of Xiao Huang and other monkeys in the World-Destroying Black Lotus, but now was not the time to let them out.

After all, this place is quite dangerous, and I don't have time to look after them when I'm in seclusion.

Therefore, they have to be wronged and stay in the Black Lotus for a while.

After everything was prepared, Luo Tian began his journey of retreat.

……

Somewhere in Dongsheng Shenzhou, there is a fairy mountain called Yuquan Mountain, and there is a cave on Yuquan Mountain called Jinxia Cave.

There is a person with great supernatural powers living here, he is the Master Yuding, one of the twelve golden immortals who used to teach!
Zhenren Yuding was a powerful disciple from ancient times, the beloved disciple of the saint Yuanshi Tianzun, and he was also Yang Jian's master.

There are two things he is most proud of in his life.

First, his master is the supreme saint in heaven and earth.

Second, he taught an amazingly talented disciple, who was praised as the No. 1 disciple of the third generation of Xuanmen early on, making him feel even more glorious in front of his fellow disciples.

On this day, Master Yuding sat cross-legged in a secret room in Jinxia Cave as usual, studying the art of swordsmanship.

The way of the sword is the avenue of killing.

Master Yuding is a famous swordsman in the world, and his swordsmanship has already reached the level of gongshen.

Apart from anything else, there are really not many people in this world who can take his sword.

I don't know whether it's due to long-term sword practice or his inherent personality. Master Yuding's face is cold all year round, as if he can't smile.

Suddenly, his heart suddenly cramped, as if something was missing.

This made Master Yuding frown, temporarily put down his study of swordsmanship, and began to figure out matters related to himself.

After a long time.

Master Yuding's face was pale and covered with beads of sweat. His eyes were unfocused, as if he had experienced some kind of heavy blow...

"Yang Jian is in trouble, he will die without rebirth..."

"How could...how could it be?"

"Erlang's luck is as bright as the sun. He is the destined son of this era. How could he..."

"There must be something wrong... There must be something wrong!"

Jade Cauldron looks like a crazy demon and whispers in a low voice.

I still remember that his purpose when he accepted Yang Jian as his disciple was just to protect him from the disaster of becoming a god.

But he didn't expect that he had already regarded Yang Jian as a relative and a son.

He is a master who is not good at words and cannot express himself.

He never talks about caring, but it can be seen from his behavior that he is very good to Yang Jian.

But now, Yang Jian is dying.

There is no hope at all.

His calculation technique was taught by Yuanshi Tianzun, so there was no way he could make mistakes, but he still repeated the calculation more than ten times.

The result is the same every time.

Ten deaths and no life!

Master Yuding closed his eyes in pain, tears falling from his eyes.

After a long time.

Master Yuding stood up, picked up the Immortal Killing Sword next to him, and walked out of Jinxia Cave and Yuquan Mountain with a cold expression. "Erlang, master will take revenge on you! No matter who he is!"

……

in endless chaos.

There is no direction and no life here.

There is just endless chaos and loneliness.

On this day, an uninvited guest suddenly appeared in the peaceful chaos.

This uninvited guest held a red lamp in his hand, and the wick shone with a faint light. This light seemed to carry a strange power, protecting this person from the chaotic wind.

After arriving in the chaos, this person frowned, as if he didn't like the environment here. Then he sensed the guidance in his heart and quickly moved forward in the chaos.

There is no concept of time in chaos.

He didn't know how long he had been gone.Finally we stopped in front of a Buddhist temple.

He first tidied up his somewhat messy clothes to show respect, and then said: "Junior Ran Deng, please see the two leaders!"

This person came to look for the burning lamp that led Zhunti.

Ran Deng was of the same generation as them, so it stands to reason that he could be called "fellow Taoist" directly.However, the difference in strength and status between the two parties was too far. In order to show respect, he still called himself "junior".

"Fellow Daoist, please come in."

Not long after, a gentle voice came from inside.

Ran Deng heard the words.Just then he stepped into the palace.

"Juniors light lamps and pay homage to the saint."

After going inside and seeing the person, Ran Deng bowed again.

Zhunti smiled and said: "Fellow Taoist, you don't have to be polite. Please sit down. What's the matter with you here?"

Ran Deng did not refuse, and after sitting down, he talked about how his 24 Dinghai Divine Pearls were inexplicably snatched away.

Zhunti was still smiling at first, but then his brows began to wrinkle as he listened.

The first thing he thought of was whether the saint had taken action?
Later, I felt something was wrong. How could a saint dare to disobey Taoist Hongjun's order?
After thinking for a while, I had no idea.

Then he started counting on his fingers again.

After a long time, his brows furrowed even more tightly.

Can't even figure it out!

There is a layer of fog on the sky, and even the cultivation of Saint Zhunti cannot clear this layer of fog, which shocked Zhunti.

He began to wonder, what did this layer of fog mean?
Whose handiwork could it be?

Heaven?

Daozu?

Or which saint?

After pondering for a long time, Zhunti took out something under Ran Deng's expectant eyes.

At the same time, he said: "I can't figure out who did this. When the great catastrophe comes, the heavenly secrets are in chaos, and even I can't do anything about it.

But it doesn’t matter if you can’t count it.

This is a magic weapon that I have refined before. It can help you!
As long as the Dinghai Divine Pearl appears within ten thousand miles of you, it will emit red light to remind you. "

Ran Deng quickly took it and said, "Thank you, Master. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Zhunti smiled and said, "Fellow Taoist, walk slowly."

Ran Deng put away the magic weapon that Zhun Ti gave him and left with a happy face.

He secretly thought in his heart: "Bead thief, don't let me catch you, otherwise I will kill you with a thousand knives!"

After leaving the Buddhist temple, Randen was surprised to meet an acquaintance.

Zen Master Wuchao!

Why is he here?

　It was a bit slow to write, but luckily I finally finished it.Please vote for recommendation, thank you all.

　　


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