freenovelworld Chapter 141 Primordial Purple Qi Breaks Through the Kunlun Mirror
Chapter 141 Primordial Purple Qi Breaks Through the Kunlun Mirror
Yu Ding Zhenren failed to merge into it, and his primordial spirit was pulled back into his body.
He rushed over to Yun Zhongzi, who was still in a daze, and jumped around like a monkey, questioning him:
"Did you give me a fake innate Dao body? How come it's even more useless than my current body? You're just like that Taiyi, deceiving this poor Daoist!"
"Where are the good people left in the Chan Sect?!"
Yun Zhongzi was still in a daze, laughed foolishly, took a few steps back, and shouted to the sky:
"Wrong, all wrong."
Those disciples of the Chan Sect are all blind...
"Senior brother is not a waste at all, he is, he is too strong."
Not only is he so strong that his body can't keep up with his cultivation level, but even his body is stronger than that of an innate Dao body.
Everyone has become attached to appearances. Even after thousands of years of climbing the clouds, Yu Ding Zhenren has forgotten the essence. The twelve Golden Immortals who were accepted as disciples by Yuanshi Tianzun all had at least immortal bodies...
Yang Jiao was shocked to see that even the innate Dao body, which could accelerate one's cultivation speed, could not contain the divine sense realm of True Man Yu Ding. This showed how terrifying it was that his current body could run and jump.
In later generations, there was a long-standing controversy between Yu Ding Zhenren and Guang Chengzi regarding who was the first among the Twelve Golden Immortals. It was rumored that this was because Yu Ding Zhenren took Yang Jian as his disciple and benefited from the fact that Yang Jian was the first person to teach three generations of disciples...
No, he is inherently very strong.
Neither of the two Westerners were fools, and they immediately understood, becoming wary as well.
There are too many talented people in the Chan sect.
They exchanged a glance, and Maitreya whispered:
"He has ruined himself. If he were willing to forget, his cultivation would immediately surpass that of a minor Daoist."
Of the six sages' sects, only the Chan and Jie sects under the Three Pure Ones are at the forefront, while the Western Sect has been at the bottom for billions of years; we cannot allow them to grow stronger any further...
With everyone preoccupied with their own thoughts, no one noticed that the Kunlun Mirror had begun searching for the next memory recipient.
Yang Jiao sincerely hoped that Jade Cauldron Immortal could recover his cultivation as soon as possible, so that his second brother wouldn't suffer so much in the future. He happily stepped forward to congratulate him:
"Master, your body..."
Before she could finish speaking, Yang Jiao felt something forcefully enter her mind.
Perhaps because of the Primordial Purple Qi within her body, she could clearly feel the mirror, which was a replica of the Kunlun Mirror, when it was pointed at her.
I immediately panicked!
If the Primordial Purple Qi were to appear in her memories, she would immediately become the target of the Three Realms' pursuit! Moreover, Yang Jiao's secret that she cannot speak of to others includes the Heavenly Court's calamity! The system! Memories from the future! None of these can be told to anyone.
Her expression changed drastically!
The others sat and waited to see Yang Jiao's secret, their eyes practically brimming with interest.
The happiest person was Ksitigarbha. He used to think that damaging the earth's veins was a huge deal, but now it's nothing compared to that!
Everyone was eager to see what secrets this mysterious little girl held.
Yang Jiao's palms were sweating, but the mirror didn't react for a long time...
She murmured:
"Could it be that I have too many secrets, and I don't know where to put this fake Kunlun Mirror?"
Yang Jiao felt a surge of panic as the Primordial Purple Qi rapidly coursed through her body...
Even Maitreya's smile was almost frozen in place before the image appeared.
And the Kunlun Mirror, high in the sky, finally reacted after a long wait.
The surroundings were all white, and then a crack appeared on the mirror, the lines splitting the entire mirror in two from top to bottom.
Yun Zhongzi was shocked and rushed over to repair it:
"How could it break down at this time? We haven't even seen it yet!"
He quickened his pace, and just as he touched the handle of the mirror, a wave of heat, almost scorching, hit him, instantly making the map so hot it burned his feet.
Yun Zhongzi turned around and apologized:
"It seems my magic tool is broken. Please wait a moment while I check it."
Before he could turn around, a circular magical artifact emerged from the mirror, surrounded by barbs, as bright as the blazing sun.
Before Yun Zhongzi could turn around again, the magical artifact pierced through his chest from behind with a whoosh, revealing its original form with dried bloodstains...
"Sunlight Wheel, Golden Crow Prince!"
Yang Jiao was the first to recognize it. There was no other reason than that this was the thing she feared most after transmigrating, since the original owner of this body had been pierced through by the Great Golden Crow's Sun Wheel!
"Master! Are you alright?"
Master Yu Ding stared in disbelief, tears welling in his eyes:
"Why did the illusion of clearing the game appear without any memory scenes appearing! I told you not to make fake treasures! You ruined yourself..."
"Junior brother! Quickly save my junior brother Yun Zhongzi!"
Having been pierced by such a magical artifact, Ksitigarbha knew that without a elixir, there was almost no chance of recovery.
The most surprised was Maitreya, who murmured:
"It's just a celestial illusion... Yun Zhongzi has been a Golden Immortal for a long time, how could he be no match for it?"
The Golden Crow only possesses the strength of a Celestial Immortal, but its magical artifact was crafted by Laozi to illuminate the mortal realm, possessing extraordinary power and containing the power of the Heavenly Dao.
Yun Zhongzi, hanging on the sun wheel, was on the verge of death, his head drooping and unable to utter a single word. He fell to the ground the instant the magical artifact was removed from his body.
Those who had shared this legendary experience could be considered friends, and Ksitigarbha clenched his fists so tightly that the veins bulged.
Jade Cauldron True Man's eyes bulged out, and the whites of his eyes instantly became bloodshot. He clearly had no cultivation and was no match for the illusory Golden Crow, but he showed no concern whatsoever.
He ran towards Yun Zhongzi.
Overwhelmed with grief, he fell to the ground, but still quickly crawled towards Yun Zhongzi:
"Junior brother... junior brother, don't die."
"Yun Zhongzi, wake up! If you wake up, your senior brother will recite all the secret techniques you memorized back then, as long as you wake up!"
Master Yu Ding wept bitterly, his words filled with unbearable sorrow.
But unexpectedly,
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhongzi, who was lying on the ground, suddenly raised his head and refused with a strong voice:
"I won't listen, I won't listen, I'm not listening."
"Don't make me fall into the same cultivation state as you and return to the Void!"
Tears were still stuck on his face, threatening to fall but not quite. Master Yuding rushed over and touched Yun Zhongzi all over. Apart from the hard lumps he touched, there was no blood at all.
Seeing that his junior brother was alright, he couldn't help but slap his head to the side, angrily saying:
"Why are you pretending to be dead if nothing's wrong!"
Did I cry for nothing?
As expected, none of my junior brothers are likable!
They're all so annoying!
Yun Zhongzi stood up without even changing his expression. Suddenly, a red gourd appeared in his hand, from which emerged a human head with facial features and wings.
He lazily glanced at the illusion of passage, feeling no pressure, and said:
"Young friend Yang Jiao, please let me pass through this checkpoint."
Yang Jiao nodded.
Jinwu's cultivation level is only that of a Celestial Immortal, and even with that terrifying magic weapon, he might not be a match for the Golden Immortal Yun Zhongzi. Besides, who would compare magic weapons and treasures with Yun Zhongzi?
This is such a huge loss, even though it's fake, it's still so much!
Furthermore, Yang Jiao looked at the fake gourd in his hand, speechless to herself:
"Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, my darling, please turn around."
Yun Zhongzi didn't know why the Kunlun Mirror suddenly cracked, but since it was an illusion, he might as well break it.
He shouted:
"Gourd, please turn around!"
Yang Jiao fell down!
Pirates, at least use the same formula! It makes you seem like you can't even reach the quality of an A-grade imitation.
The original Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife was the magic weapon of Lu Ya Dao Ren, the prince of the demon race. With a simple call of "My darling, please turn around," it could instantly take a person's head.
Now that Yun Zhongzi, the imposter, has shouted, the human head that emerged from the red gourd immediately opened its mouth and lunged to tear at the flesh, leaving a bloody mess and a very gruesome scene...
Yang Jiao couldn't bear to watch as her former greatest threat was devoured and killed...
The way to pass the level was extremely undignified.
But a flag still flew out from it—the Sun Banner.
Yang Jiao was overjoyed when she caught it. From now on, the Yin and Yang on her Thousand Machine Staff would be amazing!
Overjoyed, she asked Yun Zhongzi, who was completely unharmed:
"Master, how do you have so many magical treasures?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the Kunlun Mirror turned directly towards Yun Zhongzi, and the surroundings suddenly changed.
The world is in turmoil, the stench of blood is everywhere, dragons and phoenixes soar, and unicorns run rampant...
Fighting, battlefield.
Yun Zhongzi's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and looked at the broken Kunlun Mirror. He thought that since it had skipped over Yang Jiao's memories, his secret would not be known to anyone. But now it was healed again!
Gazing at the ancient battlefield of the Lich Wars, he pondered:
"They all came from here..."