I am already immortal, why should I ascend to become an immortal?

Chapter 279: Using the Four Saints of Jiulong Island to Continue the Qin Ba Crossbow

"Okay, okay, okay. You, the Qin army, can testify. If I hurt you later, you can't blame me."

Since you, Jin Chan, are determined to seek death, and things have come to this, although I, Huang Zhu, do not intend to kill you, it is not impossible for me to teach you a lesson.

The words fell.

Huang Zhu raised the magic sword in his hand above his head. Under the illumination of the mother-and-child mirror on the ground, he looked like a thunder dragon flying in the sky.

"The Ten Thunders Law is formed, the thunder sound is universal, the great formation of the Heavenly Lord, the eight thunders echo in the sky, exterminating evil, breaking silence, and all things cease to exist."

Eight kinds of heavenly thunder gathered in a vortex among the clouds.

A moment later, a giant white thunder hand emerged from the vortex as if piercing the sky and grabbed the golden cicada on the ground.

Although the speed is not fast, for some reason, it gives people a feeling that it is unavoidable.

And at this time.

The golden cicada on the ground was illuminated by the lightning, its face turned jade-like, transparent and warm white, and even the flying hair behind it seemed to be covered in a layer of silver.

"The Ten Thunders Method, there really is another way."

Jin Chan whispered, remembering what Bai Longju and Tang Qianyan had said before, that the Taoist magic of the Central Plains was accidentally left behind from the Jiufang Heavenly Palace.

However, Jin Chan vaguely felt that this Taoist technique had some similarities with Yu Fu, Queqiao Tian, ​​and Qin Ba Nu.

Perhaps it is all for the purpose of giving humans the means to try and kill the immortal in the sky.

And today, Jin Chan plans to use Yuetan Mountain to try out a conjecture about Zhu Xian.

As for angering Huang Zhu just now, it was not at all to curb the other party's aggressiveness.

After all, this trivial matter is not worth Jin Chan's personal effort.

Looking at the giant hand of thunder in the vortex of clouds attacking him, Jin Chan was not nervous. Instead, Huang Zhu in the sky had his heart pounding.

He was afraid that if he wasn't careful, he would really kill Qin General Jin Chan.

"Alas, there is still a huge gap. Could it be that the people of Yuetan Mountain are just talking big?"

When the giant hand of thunder was less than fifty meters away from him, Jin Chan shook his head gently and sighed.

Raise one hand toward the sky and wave it downward.

Then the Purple Mansion Tianque suddenly blocked in front of him, and used the Tianque Gate to stop Huang Zhu's attack.

And the woman who was the incarnation of thunder in the sky and looked like an immortal, wearing a skirt with thunder sleeves, directly broke off a finger of the giant hand.

Eight thunders roared at the same time, and it seemed like a joke at this moment.

"Huang Zhu, I will give you one more chance. If you lose, I will command the army to flatten your Yuetan Mountain and take all your monks to Xianyang Prison until they die!"

The murderous look in Jin Chan's eyes even frightened Mu Xuanzi who was standing beside him.

If he had not been stopped in time by Tang Qianyan, he would have knelt down and begged Jin Chan to spare Yuetan Mountain, which raised him.

"You, you are doing very well."

Huang Zhu was furious.

In his eyes, Jin Chan's unreasonable approach was probably a conspiracy with the King of Qin from the beginning, in order to raze Yuetan Mountain to the ground.

"Disciples of Yuetan Mountain, listen to my command. Use your blood to attract thunder and help me become the Thunder God."

Huang Zhu shouted loudly.

All the disciples of Yuetan Mountain were filled with indignation at this time.

After hearing Huang Zhu's words, without any hesitation, he put his index and middle fingers together and cut his wrist directly.

Let the blood flow back toward the sky, forming a thunder array in front of the body.

Even the two elders Huang Ye and Huang Qing bit their tongues to allow their blood and essence to gather and merge into the thunder magic.

"Jin Chan, my Yuetan Mountain's thousand-year heritage cannot be destroyed by a kid like you."

Huang Zhu, whose qi and blood had long been exhausted and whose hair had all fallen out, was now skinny as a bag of bones, but his aura had reached its peak in more than sixty years.

"Lei Zu, help me!"

At this moment, a pair of arms transformed from thunder and wearing armor and arm guards that were hundreds of feet long were seen tearing through the endless dark clouds in the sky, revealing a giant face with hooked fangs. It emerged from the crack in the sky and swung the forbidden whip in its hands towards Jin Chan.

"Not even a little bit left. Never mind. I'll do the rest myself!"

Jin Chan chanted softly, and a Jade Morning Thunder Pool as vast as the Jingwei River gushed out from his body, letting the thunder lava carry him as he flew towards the sky.

However, when flying over Huang Zhu, he didn't even look at the opponent, and rushed directly towards Lei Zu's forbidden whip.

Huang Zhu was also stunned by Jin Chan's actions.

He didn't understand. Even if he was tired of living and wanted to die, he wouldn't do it this way.

the other side.

Jin Chan stepped on the thunder pool and drilled directly into the body of the half-body Thunder Ancestor of Yuetan Mountain.

In just a moment.

The two thunders collided, and the heaven and earth roared.

A statue with double drums on its back, fangs and barbs, three eyes and loose hair, holding a god-beating whip in its right hand and a Nine-Qi Long Sword in its left hand.

Wearing a thunder shirt and hoodie, with a mighty figure, the Hundred-foot Thunder Ancestor transformed by thunder stands between heaven and earth.

"This, is this the true body of Thunder Ancestor? How could he possibly do something that no one has been able to do in Yuetan Mountain for thousands of years?"

Huang Zhu, Huang Ye, Huang Qing, the three elders even began to stutter as they recited in their hearts.

Although Jin Chan was being tempered by the thunder and suffered terribly, he still remained sober and shouted to the sky: "Jin Chan, open the door, I will help you kill the immortal."

This throat goes down.

Everyone on the ground thought they were hallucinating. They didn't understand why Jin Chan called his own name.

Thunder Lord comes to the world.

All sounds are silent.

But after a while.

Suddenly, a colorful Buddha light appeared in the sky.

Suddenly, a phantom door made of flesh and blood appeared, and in the center of the door, there was a door lock made of piled bones.

Creak~
The door lock turned half a circle, opening a small opening of a hundred feet.

"Good man, do you really think I am available at your beck and call?"

The sound of the Buddhist golden cicada exploded in the sky.

Through the huge gap in the door, there was a noise as if from a bloody battlefield. A head with eight eyes, eight ears, four noses and four mouths seemed to want to rush out.

"Let me try and see if this method is really prepared for Zhu Xian!"

After saying that, Jin Chan waved his fish belly and offered Lei Zu's real body to the inside of the door.

Suddenly.

There was a flash of lightning inside the door, and the eight-eyed head instantly turned into a charred meatball, and turned into a stream of light falling from the sky, creating a deep pit a hundred miles outside Hangu Pass.

However, just as Jin Chan was about to stab the fish belly into his forehead and activate the final solution to try again.

The voice of the Buddhist Golden Cicada was heard from inside the door: "Don't try. This method is indeed from the High Heaven Palace. However, its power is less than one ten-thousandth of that. If I hadn't torn this guy's body into pieces and only his head was left, your attack would probably not even be considered a tickle."

"Also, if the seal of my flesh and bones is opened again, the Nine-sided Heavenly Palace will surely descend ahead of schedule."

The sound became smaller and smaller until the flesh and bone gate disappeared.

The sky also returned to silence. "Eat it."

Seeing that Huang Zhu looked as if he had aged by dozens of years, Jin Chan took out a pill from his arms and threw it directly over.

"Hmph, you are so hypocritical. If you want to eradicate my Yuetan Mountain, then do it. I will not commit suicide by taking poison."

Huang Zhu thought that Jin Chan was here to settle the score with him, so he gasped and glared at him.

Although he couldn't even stand steadily, he still stuck the sword in his hand into the ground and used all his strength to support himself from falling.

"Taking poison?"

Jin Chan was stunned for a moment, then smiled softly, stretched out his hand and tore off half of the corner of his clothes, and then continued: "Now that half of my clothes are torn, the bet just now is a draw! I will exempt you from the caning and whipping, but from tomorrow on, I don't want to see anyone in the Xuanzi Camp dare to violate military discipline again."

First use absolute strength to make Huang Zhu submit physically and orally, then give him sweet dates to convince him mentally.

Seeing Huang Zhu's eyes no longer hostile and even slightly confused, Jin Chan knew that his goal had been achieved.

"Uncle Huang Zhu, please eat it quickly. This pill is an elixir made by General Jin. Once you swallow it, even if you have one foot in the door of death, you can become full of life again."

Mu Xuanzi, who came running from behind, urged them hurriedly, fearing that Huang Zhu and others would really die suddenly.

"Thank you, General!"

Although Huang Zhu had doubts, he still swallowed the pill given by Jin Chan in one gulp. After just one breath, his skinny body returned to normal at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"This this"

Huang Zhu looked himself up and down, looking stunned and not knowing what to say.

It's not that there is no alchemy room on Yuetan Mountain, but the elixirs that are usually regarded as treasures by the sect are probably as good as the sheep dung balls in the mountains when compared with the one given by Jin Chan.

"General Jin, we were just reckless."

Huang Zhu, Huang Ye and Huang Qing who followed behind, all three brothers bowed to Jin Chan at the same time.

"It's okay. Although you are all cultivators, since you have joined my Jin Family Army, you will be one family from now on. And I have one more thing that I need your help with."

The means that Jin Chan just used were powerful enough to make them omnipotent. Even if the Sect Leader came, he might not be his match. The three of them didn't know what Jin Chan wanted from them.

"General, it doesn't matter."

"In mid-March, I need the three of you to bring the Xuanzi Camp, led by General Mu Xuanzi, to secretly go to Yongcheng."

Ying Lou's coming-of-age ceremony has been scheduled to be held in Yongcheng at the beginning of April.

What is strange is that since Lu Buwei returned to Xianyang from Qi, he changed his usual low-key behavior and began to move around among various forces in the court.

He even joined forces with several important officials of the three dynasties a few days ago and persuaded Ying Lou to send troops to Luoyang at the same time as King Han Han An on the day of the coming-of-age ceremony.

In this battle, not only will Jin Chan be the main commander of the first team, but Meng Wu of the Meng family army will also be the main commander of the second team, and they will go together with Meng Tian and Meng Yi.

After Luoyang was captured, the two teams separated, one team went straight to the capital of Wei, and the other team went east to attack Han.

Although it is not clear what Lu Buwei is going to do, Xianyang and Yongcheng will inevitably be short of troops by then, so it won't hurt to make preparations early.

"As ordered."

The three of them looked at each other and nodded in response at the same time.

After leaving Xuanzi Camp.

Jin Chan, Tang Qianyan and Xiao Luoyang mounted the white dragon horse together and galloped towards the outside of the Great Wall.

“Is this the immortal’s head?”

In a deep pit filled with thick smoke and flames, a head about the same size as Ying Lou’s bedroom was located in the center.

But rather than a head, it was more like a charred ball of flesh with four faces.

On the four sides of the meat ball are four hideous human faces.

Although it looked lifeless, it was still moving slightly.

"Hey, aren't these the Four Saints of Kowloon Island?"

The white dragon horse jumped down, turned around, and said with a grin.

"The Four Saints of Kowloon Island? What are these?"

Jin Chan and Tang Qianyan who came later asked at the same time.

"There are four immortals on Jiulong Island, but these four do not refer to four immortals, but four saints. They are one body, with four faces on one head, eight arms, eight legs, and eight hearts on one body. But from what the boss said just now, it seems that the bodies of the four saints have been smashed by him, leaving only this head."

As Bai Longju spoke, he stretched out his horse legs and kicked towards the heads of the Four Saints.

I heaved a sigh of relief when I found that the other party had indeed stopped moving.

You know, Lü Yue, the Plague Emperor Haotian, is just one of the lower immortals of Jiulong Island, while these four saints are far above him. If they were still alive, even if all the people in the Central Plains joined forces, they would probably not be a match for them.

Even Bai Longju in those days only dared to stand behind Jin Chan and curse at him from a distance just to vent his verbal complaints for a moment.

"Brother Jin, how are you going to deal with such a big guy?"

Tang Qianyan had just finished speaking.

Then an eyeball rolled around and stared at the few people.

The blood and pus oozing from the eyes spurted out like a fountain.

"not dead?"

Jin Chan subconsciously reached out to grasp the fish belly at his waist, but before he touched the hilt of the sword, the Qin Ba Crossbow in his arms, which had shrunk to the size of a palm, suddenly became restless.

Ever since he pulled the string of a crossbow and shot an arrow to destroy Linzi and blew the East China Sea islands into pieces on the Lieguo Terrace.

The Qin Ba Crossbow with a broken string became a child's toy.

Now that he is getting restless again, something must be happening.

Jin Chan thought about it and did not pull out the fish belly, but took out the Qin Ba crossbow from his arms.

But as soon as it was taken out, the heads of the Four Saints were seen as if they were pressed and rubbed by the palms, and it was rubbed from a ball of flesh into a long crystal clear line and flew towards Qin Ba Nu.

He reconnected the broken crossbow string.

Even though the broken string was reconnected, the size of the Qin Ba Crossbow was still the same as a palm, and its appearance was only slightly larger.

It still looks like a miniature ornament.

"Could it be that the string of this Tyrant Crossbow was made by an immortal from the Jiufang Heavenly Palace?"

Thinking of how Lü Yue and the Plague Bell were turned into Partridge Sky by Laojun's furnace, Jin Chan came to this conclusion after a moment of contemplation.

"Let's try it first and see how much of its power has been restored!"

After saying that, Jin Chan held the crossbow tightly with his left hand and gently pulled the string with his right hand.

Although he felt that his life span was shortened and a strand of hair turned white, compared with the previous time, it was nothing and did not cause any loss at all.

Release your finger and an arrow shoots out.

Before everyone could react, they saw a small hill dozens of miles away suddenly collapse and break.

The falling rocks scared the animals and birds so much that they fled in all directions.

But as soon as this arrow was shot, a small crack appeared on the crossbow string.

"Although it is quite powerful, with the strength of 100,000 soldiers, it seems that it can only be used a few times."

"But a dead head can successfully re-string the string. If it is a complete body of the Four Saints, I estimate that the Qin Ba Nu can restore its original size and power."

Jin Chan glanced at the pocket crossbow in his hand and said lightly.

(End of this chapter)