Brother Kong Xuan

Chapter 354, Ao Yin: Kong Xuan, you have to give an explanation for this!

"This guy... is quite capable."

Inside Hunyuan Palace, Tongtian sighed sincerely as he watched Jin Ling, who made Ao Yin serious just by his red and white teeth.

Looking at the scene before him, Tongtian inexplicably recalled an early morning of that year when his brother spent only one hour and a cup of tea to obtain an extremely rare innate spiritual treasure, the Measuring Ruler.

“Everything in this world, tracing back to its source, is nothing but momentum. How to take advantage of momentum is a very profound learning.”

"It's not as simple as your swordsmanship."

While stroking his beard and chuckling, Yuanshi looked contentedly at Tongtian beside him.

"Look, Ling'er has already cleverly borrowed the power of Emperor Ziwei."

"Do you believe it or not, Ling'er is also feeling uneasy right now?"

After he finished speaking, Yuanshi changed his tone, pointed at Jin Ling who was chatting and laughing in the water mirror, and smiled at Tongtian beside him.

"Hahaha."

In response, Tongtian just laughed out loud and shook his head.

How could a mortal being face a quasi-saint so calmly?

……

"Since the fairy cannot represent the dragon race, then why did my predecessor seek you to discuss important matters?"

As his eyes flickered, Jin Ling kept paying attention to the changes in Ao Yin's expression.

It is difficult to avoid physical pain.

At this moment, every word in Jin Ling's speech was full of temptation.

"Of course, this does not mean that I look down on you."

After that, Jin Ling continued to speak to Ao Yin.

“It’s just that I think, whether from the perspective of Emperor Ziwei or from the perspective of the king of the Phoenix clan.”

"We should all follow the principle that the king should not meet the king."

"If we have a trustworthy subordinate to negotiate with, there will be room for maneuver."

“Therefore, whether it is my previous incarnation or the Lord of Dragon Palace, when we really meet, there will never be any contradictions.”

"What do you think?"

With his eyebrows slightly raised, Jin Ling had a gentle smile on his face.

"You are quite right..."

The corner of his eye twitched slightly, and Ao Yin felt an indescribable weirdness in his heart as he looked at Jin Ling in front of him.

How come...

Are we suddenly talking about this?
This is a boring and uninteresting rule, but everyone follows it unanimously.

Does Ao Yin understand?

Of course I understand.

But is now the time to say this?

It needs to be ambiguous and restless!
"In that case, I will take my leave then?"

Looking at Ao Yin in front of him, Jin Ling immediately stood up and bowed to Ao Yin with his hands clasped together.

"Why do you want to leave?"

Looking at the polite Jin Ling in front of him, Ao Yin asked Jin Ling with his eyelashes trembling.

"Does the fairy have any other instructions?"

Hearing this, Jin Ling was stunned. Didn’t he say that doing such a thing was meaningless?

So what else do you want to do?
"Holy monk."

Looking at Jin Ling in front of him, Ao Yin slowly leaned over to return the greeting, then raised his head again with a slightly malicious smile on his face.

"What you said does make sense, but that was just Xiaolong's momentary whim."

A golden rope appeared in his hand at some point. Ao Yin drooped his eyelids slightly and looked at the rope. While unfolding it, he spoke lightly.

"What is the fairy going to do?!"

Seeing this, Jin Ling almost subconsciously took two steps back.

No, can you still be reasonable???
"Now that you're here and I've caught you, I can't just let you go like this, can I?"

He grabbed both sides of the rope with his hands and exerted force suddenly. The top-grade acquired spiritual rope for binding immortals was immediately stretched straight.

Ao Yin had to admit that Jin Ling's words really made him lose all interest in chatting.

In that case, let’s just do business as usual.

Catch him and cook him.

"You may not know that Shangqing Lingbao Tianzun once said that anyone who can eat Master Xuanzang on the journey to the west can obtain half of the emperor's cultivation."

With graceful movements, Jin Ling was hung on the tree. Ao Yin supported himself on one foot and pulled the rope with both hands to hang Jin Ling high.

"Ridiculous! Absurd! I don't even have half the cultivation level of the Emperor!"

What else can Jin Ling say about this?

I can only vehemently deny it.

"Yes, theoretically speaking, eating a mage is useless except for satisfying your appetite, but what about it?"

Having said that, Ao Yin's eyes flickered and there was a hint of grimness in his tone.

"How can a saint lie?"

……

"Why don't we seek help from the Exorcism Institute first?"

In front of Huangfeng Ridge, Bian Zhuang, who had just been rescued by Chi Yan, tentatively made a suggestion to Sun Wukong.

"Is your brain full of lard?"

In response to this, Sun Wukong looked at Bian Zhuang with helplessness.

"Does that woman look like a good person?"

"At this time, are you still in the mood to help those immortals become famous?"

To be honest, Sun Wukong was very anxious. It was the first time he experienced such a situation where he was completely defeated after just one encounter. Sun Wukong was very worried about Jin Ling's safety.

"Brother, I know you are worried about Master's safety, but if that dragon girl really wanted to harm Master, Master would have already entered the reincarnation cycle."

Bian Zhuang exerted a little force on the hand that was holding Sun Wukong's arm, raised his head to meet Sun Wukong's gaze, and spoke to him in an affirmative tone.

"Whether Master will encounter an accident or not does not depend on you and me, but on what the three Grandmasters think."

"Brother Monkey, you and I just need to do our part."

With his eyelids slightly drooped, Bian Zhuang whispered to Sun Wukong.

The Three Pure Ones must be well aware of everything that Jin Ling has been through now.

There is no other reason. Jin Ling entered the world for the purpose of proving the Dao of Hunyuan.

This is a huge matter even among the three religions.

How could the Three Pure Ones be so negligent?

Therefore, as long as the Three Purities do not judge that Jin Ling's practice is not enough, then Jin Ling will not encounter any accidents.

Well, there is no need to think about those conspiracy theories at this time.

Jin Ling is just entering the world now.

When he returns, there will be a new saint of heaven and earth.

This is something that does not come as a surprise.

Now, with the tacit approval of the Jade Emperor and the help of the Three Pure Ones, Sun Wukong and Yang Jian made a big fuss in the Heavenly Palace and made a great name for themselves.

There is no need to say more about the Three Pure Ones.

Anyway, the Jade Emperor's face has been thrown into the Yaochi Lake.

Therefore, it is impossible that the Jade Emperor only wanted to promote Sun Wukong and Yang Jian.

The reputation he gained after causing trouble in the Heavenly Palace was also very valuable.

For example, to highlight those great masters who have not appeared in the mountains for many years.

Therefore, when you encounter an opponent that you cannot defeat, you must never think of solving the problem in one go and directly ask the strongest one for help.

And start from the worst one.

Not only that, the process of inviting is actually an exchange of interests.

On the surface, it seemed like they were asking for help, but in reality, it was giving them a chance to show off. This was eventually spread as the story of the Emperor's journey to the west, which brought in a lot of incense.

Therefore, in Bian Zhuang's view, the most important benefit of the Journey to the West is the merit of the prosperity of the West.

Most of this merit was concentrated on Jin Ling, and a new saint was born from it.

The remaining soup and water are divided among the power of incense and vows.

Nowadays, Shinto is still not as good as Xiandao.

But who would refuse this power?

Just like the three methods of becoming a saint, everyone has chosen to practice all of them, right?
……

"As expected of you, the disciple of Emperor Ziwei. These days, the twenty-eight constellations, the four spirits of heaven, the chiefs of each academy of the Exorcism Institute, and the gods of the Tianshu Institute are really lining up to come and save you."

"Oh, and this Lord of the Underworld."

After holding a great wizard from the underworld in one hand and showing it to Jin Ling, Ao Yin casually threw him into the group of gods.

"hey-hey……"

Although he was thrown to the ground, there was no sign of displeasure on the great witch's face.

He raised his head in a cricket-like state and just smiled foolishly at Jin Ling in an embarrassed manner.

"Hey……"

In response, Jin Ling smiled back with a hint of embarrassment.

Mr. Jie doesn't look very smart.

"You are from the Zhurong tribe. You are playing with fire. Are you a jerk? Do you understand realm crushing?"

After clapping his hands, Ao Yin waved and threw the group of gods with different duties aside, then sat down below Jin Ling quite casually.

"Fairy... why are you doing this?"

Jin Ling passively looked at Ao Yin's head with a hoarse grin, his eyes full of helplessness.

It's numb, it's really numb.

After being hung for three to five days, Jin Ling felt that he was about to lose consciousness.

"what happened?"

Looking up, Ao Yin looked at Jin Ling with a little confusion.

You're still complaining.

These days, I go out early and come back late. I am either fighting or on my way to a fight.

What did I say?
"Can you put me down?"

Meeting Ao Yin's slightly impatient eyes, Jin Ling pursed his lips in silence and just spoke to Ao Yin with gritted teeth.

Jin Ling felt that if he continued like this, he might have to walk this path again.

"That won't work."

In response, Ao Yin shook his head without any hesitation.

Doesn’t Ao Yin know that Jin Ling’s current body cannot endure such suffering?
Just kidding, of course Ao Yin knew.

That’s right, Ao Yin did it on purpose.

This endless fight must have an end, right?

There are only 365 gods in heaven.

But the number of different types of priesthoods is innumerable.

You can't just beat them one by one, right?
Well, Ao Yin is tired now. At this moment, she urgently wants to find a similar opponent, have a hearty fight with him, vent her frustrations of these days, and then retire after achieving success.

tired.

"Why? You won't really kill me, so why do you torture me like this?"

Looking at Ao Yin in front of him, Jin Ling's tone sounded as if he could no longer hold back his collapse.

Well, Jin Ling, who witnessed all this with his own eyes, already knew the path he would take next.

Now, I am just playing the role of a mascot.

Their fight has nothing to do with them.

Only those sufferings need to be experienced by yourself.

Really are……

Asshole!
It’s so frustrating! It’s so frustrating!
This feeling of being toyed with by others.

Looking at Ao Yin in front of him, he thought of the gods and Buddhas in heaven who were captured by Ao Yin.

This time the merit is complete. If I were still myself, I would visit each of them one by one and have a good discussion with them!

"Oh? Who said not to kill?"

Seeing this, Ao Yin was immediately delighted, and then he stood up immediately. With a wave of his white hand, a large tripod appeared in front of Ao Yin, right below Jin Ling.

Ao Yin had already given up on leaving a deep impression on Jin Ling and wanted to handle the matter impartially.

But at this moment I suddenly realized that my current impression seems to be very deep?
This is really...

What an unexpected surprise!
As for whether Jin Ling would settle accounts with him afterwards?
Are you kidding? Go ask the star gods and the judges of the palace if I have ever detained them.

This is clearly a fight between friends.

What crime have I committed?
Besides, if you are in the world and practicing, but it is not painful and tiring, can it be called practice?
Therefore, Ao Yin happily filled the cauldron with water and started to light the fire.

I'll cook you.

……

"Uncle Master, please save Master!"

And at this time, Sun Wukong, who had almost finished preparing for the incident, finally knelt down in front of Kong Xuan.

"Don't worry, calm down first."

In response to this, Kong Xuan, who seemed to be in meditation with his eyes closed but was actually staring at Jin Ling's current situation, spoke to Sun Wukong in a calm tone.

"Master has been captured by that evil woman for three to five days. I'm afraid he has been tortured to death. Please help me, uncle."

Looking at Kong Xuan in front of him, Sun Wukong pleaded with him again.

Really, after so many days, Sun Wukong didn’t dare to imagine what his teacher has become now.

Seeing that Master Uncle doesn't look anxious, I guess his life is not in danger.

But to be honest, if you only have one breath left, you don't have to worry about your life...

"You are quite filial."

Slowly opening his eyes, Kong Xuan stood up with a smile on his face and walked towards the outside of Gou Chen Palace.

"Come on, follow me and challenge him."

……

"Old Loach! Come out! Look who your grandpa Sun invited today!"

Outside the Yellow Wind Ridge, Sun Wukong stood behind Kong Xuan, with his hands on his waist, and roared wildly.

Hearing this simple sentence, Yang Jian's eyes twitched slightly, and Bian Zhuang's heart skipped a beat.

"Brother Monkey, we still have to live our lives in the future."

Reaching out and grabbing Sun Wukong's arm, Bian Zhuang whispered a reminder to Sun Wukong helplessly.

"Sun Wukong! I gave you face, didn't I?"

Just when Sun Wukong was about to say something, he heard a loud roar, and with it, a red fireball appeared.

At that moment, Sun Wukong's hair stood on end all over his body.

A sense of despair of inevitable death instantly rose from the bottom of Sun Wukong's heart.

"This attainment in the Way of Candlelight is truly worthy of being the Lord of the Candle Dragon."

In response, Kong Xuan slowly stretched out a hand, caught the fireball, and turned it into invisible.

It’s just a fireball. For a young cultivator who is refining his essence into energy, it is just the simplest change of form.

But when it is performed in the hands of a quasi-saint, let’s put it this way.

Although fireballs are common, the fireball of a quasi-saint is enough to destroy Xiniu Hezhou.

If Wuxian intervenes.

Well, for a quasi-saint, changes in form are no longer a big deal. Relatively speaking, the nature of energy can reflect the gap between quasi-saints.

"Kong Xuan, you need to give an explanation, right?!"

(End of this chapter)