sinovels Chapter 424 The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!
Chapter 424 The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!
Chapter 424 The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!
At this moment, Wu Zizhen understood why the sage Gongyang would swear that as soon as the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities was born, he would take it away.
Because Saint Gongyang is very sure that no one will work as hard as he does.
The origin of the sage of the ram was leaked, coupled with the changes in the laws of heaven and earth, his lifespan was about to run out, so he had a desperate attitude.
If the ram sage does not try his best, he will die now!If you work hard, you may live in the future.
This is not the case for the rest of the powerhouses. If they try their best, they may die immediately. If they don't try their best, they will have a happy life for hundreds or thousands of years.
Can a person who fights for his life be the same as a person who fights for the future?
At this time, Wu Zizhen suddenly had a deep worry in his heart: the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities is in his hands, once the sage Gongyang finds out, should he give it or not?
Give it to the ram sage, but I am not reconciled.If you don't give it to the ram sage, will the ram sage let you go?
Countless thoughts are in the mind of the battle between heaven and man, this is a lifespan of ten thousand years, how can he give selflessly?
swallowed!
Countless thoughts in his mind were telling himself that he should swallow this Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations by himself.
"Brother!!!"
At this moment, a panting voice came from outside the door, and a disciple of Gongyang Academy hurried over, his eyes full of anxiety.
Hearing that tone of voice, he knew that something bad must have happened.
"What's the matter? Keep your voice down, the master is resting in retreat." Wu Zizhen lowered his voice and dragged the disciple outside the door.
The disciple looked at Wu Zizhen with a pair of eyes, with a look of confusion in his eyes, as if hesitating to speak.
"Just say what you want, why hesitate." Wu Zizhen said.
"Little brother really doesn't know what to say." The disciple's face was tangled:
"You'd better go and listen for yourself."
"Lead the way ahead!" Wu Ziqi's expression darkened.
The two of them walked all the way to the street, quietly came to the teahouse, and heard the noise from the teahouse.
"Have you heard? That Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations fell into Wu Zizhen's hands?" A voice rang out from the teahouse.
Just one word caused Wu Zizhen downstairs to stop, his face turned pale in an instant, his heart missed half a beat, and a thought flashed in his mind: "It shouldn't be! How did the matter leak out? Could it be that someone tracked it down to the pond that day, and was there someone else that I didn't find?"
This idea came to Wu Zizhen's mind, but he didn't suspect Cui Yu.
He thought that someone was hiding in the dark and saw this scene.
At this time, another voice came from upstairs:
"Impossible? Why did the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations fall into Wu Zizhen's hands?"
"Wu Zizhen is in control of Bailiu City, and he is the real boss of Bailiu City. It seems unusual for the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations to fall into Wu Zizhen's hands."
"That's right. The Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations suddenly appeared in Bailiu City. As Wu Zizhen is the number one expert in Bailiu City, the probability of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations appearing in his hands is the greatest."
The voice from upstairs was intermittent, and Wu Zizhen was in no mood to listen any more. At this moment, he only had one thought in his mind: "I can't keep the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!"
Either eat it or give it away.
This golden elixir of ten thousand calamities cannot be kept by itself!
"Brother, shall we come forward and suppress all the rumors?" The disciple looked at Wu Zizhen with a pair of eyes, and his voice was full of weirdness.
"What's the other version of the rumor?" Wu Zizhen forced himself to calm down and asked.
"There are many versions. Some people say that you were at the spring of Ziyun Mountain outside the city. After taking it back, I accidentally leaked the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations until today." The junior said cautiously:
"You can't let the rumors continue to spread. If you don't stop them, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble in the future. If someone believes it..." The disciple looked at Wu Zizhen at this point, and stopped talking. But the content in the words is clearly expressed enough.
Wu Zizhen was silent, and was about to turn around and walk back, but at this moment Cui Yu suddenly lifted the blockade of the innate sword energy on the breath of the Ten Thousand Calamity Golden Elixir.
The innate sword energy not only released the aura of the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities, but also cut through the mud pellets, which directly tore open the clothes under Wu Zizhen's armpit and rolled down from them.
The golden golden elixir of myriad calamities, exuding a strange fragrance, soared into the sky accompanied by a mighty light.
In an instant, the whole street became quiet, and the sound of needles falling could be heard.
At this time, pairs of eyes looked over from all directions, and their eyes were full of disbelief.
Speaking of the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations just appeared in front of everyone.Everyone couldn't believe it, the Myriad Calamity Golden Elixir just appeared?
Wu Zizhen was dumbfounded, and the disciples of Gongyang's lineage were also dumbfounded.
At this time, the field fell into a deathly silence.
"Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!"
I don't know who roared, and suddenly woke up everyone.
Then Wu Zizhen took a sudden step as if he had just woken up from a dream, and took the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities on the ground in his hand, and shot out his wings from behind, turning into a stream of light and going away.
"Stop him!"
"Don't tell him to go!"
A sound of scolding resounded between heaven and earth.
But Wu Zizhen's speed was too fast, he had broken through the speed of sound, and disappeared on the street in an instant.
"Damn it, how could such a thing happen?" Wu Zizhen's voice was full of anxiety, and at the same time, the infinite power in his body was condensed: "I have the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in my hand, and I can't give it away to others, not even a saint. "
Wu Zizhen looked at the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in his hand, and was thinking of finding a place to swallow the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations first, so as to obtain practical benefits.
But who would have thought that at the next moment, under Wu Zizhen's stunned eyes, the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in his hand turned into mud and slipped through his fingers.
Wu Zizhen was stunned, even the movement of flying was frozen, and he fell directly from the sky: "Impossible! Where is my Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations? Why did it turn into sand?"
He couldn't figure it out, it was obviously the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, how could it turn into sand in the blink of an eye?
"Quick, catch up with him! Don't tell him to run away!"
A scolding resounded between heaven and earth.
Behind him, eighteen monks from Dalin Temple chased after him.
Wu Zizhen's thoughts moved. Although he couldn't figure out the reason for the incident for the time being, he knew that he must not be caught without a fight.
So Wu Zizhen continued to run towards the academy without saying a word.
Running halfway, I saw the oncoming ram sage.
"Master." Wu Zizhen quickly stopped his movements, and looked at the sage Gongyang with anxious eyes.
"You really got the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations?" Saint Gongyang asked.
"The disciple obtained the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, but..." Wu Zizhen wanted to explain, but Saint Gongyang didn't give him a chance to speak: "What's the matter, I'll talk about it later. You hide behind me!"
The sage Gongyang guarded Wu Zizhen behind him, looked at the eighteen monks who were chasing him, and couldn't help but praise: "The supernatural power of growing lotus at every step is really powerful. I have seen eighteen arhats!"
"I've seen Saint Gongyang." The eighteen monks stopped their movements, and their eyes passed the Saint Ram and stopped on Wu Zizhen.
"Why are you venerables chasing after my apprentice?" Saint Gongyang took the lead in attacking.
"Sage, don't pretend to be confused, the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities will fall on your disciple." The monk holding the bowl stood up, his voice full of seriousness: "Sages don't know the importance of the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities, right? Now the imperial court and all major forces in the world are looking for the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, and you cannot swallow this Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations."
"You said that my disciple took the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities, but do you have evidence?" Saint Gongyang said unhurriedly.
"Hehe, you swallowed my Myriad Tribulation Golden Elixir, and the medicinal properties in your body haven't dissipated yet. You must know that the Myriad Tribulation Golden Elixir has the characteristic of immortality. Even if you swallow the Myriad Tribulation Golden Elixir, there will still be the breath of immortality In the body. As long as the ram sage is not blind, he should be able to see that breath." The arhat raised his bowl and said unhurriedly.
After hearing the words, the sage Gongyang turned his head and looked, and he saw a unique vitality entrenched in Wu Zizhen's body.The key is that the vitality can't be locked at all, and it can't be suppressed at all as it winds around the body surface along the pores.
At this moment, the arena fell into a deathly silence, and being caught face to face, he couldn't even defend himself.
Thinking of the 'but' that Wu Zizhen hadn't finished talking about earlier, Saint Gongyang's heart sank suddenly: "You swallowed the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations?"
If Wu Zizhen swallowed the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations, there would be no need for him to make further moves.
"The disciple didn't! The disciple was wronged!" Wu Zizhen was really wronged at this time. He held the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in his hand and hadn't warmed it up yet, so why did he swallow it?
Where does he have time to swallow the golden pill of ten thousand calamities?
Wu Zizhen's voice was full of innocence.
"Then how do you explain the qi in your body?" Saint Gongyang asked.
Wu Zizheng was stunned by this sentence.
How does he know how to explain the breath in his body?
He just drank a cup of tea, and that energy appeared in his body inexplicably.
He's covered in mouths and can't speak clearly.
"The disciple did not swallow the ten thousand calamity golden elixir, this breath was unintentionally born in the disciple's body." Wu Zizhen didn't know how to explain it, once he opened his mouth to explain, it would definitely involve the ten thousand calamity golden elixir.
At this moment, the atmosphere in the venue was stagnant, and the eighteen monks glared at Wu Zizheng.
"I still want to quibble! Brothers, we don't have to be polite with him, just go shoulder to shoulder and get back the golden elixir of myriad calamities." He stomped his feet with a bowl, and then rushed up without saying a word.
The fact that Wu Zizhen obtained the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations was obvious to all, but he is still arguing about it?What else do you have to say to him?
Just shoulder to shoulder.
Seeing that the eighteen monks were not grinding, they directly held weapons in their hands and attacked the sage Gongyang and Wu Zizhen.
"I've heard that the eighteen arhats of Dalin Temple can join forces to form a large formation of eighteen arhats. Even a saint would shy away from seeing it. Today, this old man is about to experience the power of the legendary formation of eighteen arhats." He drew out a sword directly, the sword had no edge, it looked like a ruler.
Sage Gongyang flicked his fingers, and countless chapters appeared on the sword, and then he slashed at the Eighteen Arhats with one sword.
In an instant, the sky over Bailiu City changed, with lightning, thunder, and rain. Standing on a small hill outside Bailiu City, Cui Yu couldn't help shrinking his head when he watched the fight in the sky: "It's really thrilling. I can't imagine how many years have passed. Lin Si still hasn't given up on tracking down the whereabouts of the Ten Thousand Calamity Golden Pill."
Especially the eighteen arhats, at this time, they were vaguely suppressing the sage of ram, and the sage of ram was retreating steadily. Facing the eighteen arhats, he was a little bit at a loss for a while.
"You go first! I'll stop them!" Seeing that the eighteen arhats suppressed him, the ram sage looked extremely gloomy.
Wu Zizhen's complexion changed, his eyes looked at the sage Gongyang who was fighting for eighteen arhats, thousands of thoughts flickered in his mind for a moment, and he didn't know how to speak.
If he really has the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations and makes Saint Gongyang and the Eighteen Arhats fight, then that's fine.But the key is that I really don't have the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations!
This shopping is simply inexplicable, there is no benefit at all, and I have to take my own life.
"Masters, please stop. Although I swallowed some Golden Elixirs of Myriad Tribulations due to an accident, the Golden Elixirs of Myriad Tribulations is indeed not on me." Wu Zizhen wanted to explain.
He didn't want to risk the life of Saint Gongyang because of something unnecessary.
Saint Gongyang wielded a long sword in his hand. A monk in Dalin Temple was indeed no match for Saint Gongyang, but when eighteen monks joined hands, they formed an inexplicable force of suppression, which even threatened Saint Gongyang. The pressure was balanced, let alone come over, and suppressed the ram saint.
Wu Zizhen could tell that the saint Gongyang was no match for the Eighteen Arhats, and that defeat and suppression would happen sooner or later.
"Boy, are you fooling the ghost by saying this? A rare thing like the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Elixir, if someone else gets it, you can still ask you to drink it by accident?" The leader Jianglong Arhat sneered.
"If you don't hand over the golden elixir of ten thousand calamities, we will flatten your lineage of Gongyang!" The voice of the arhat holding the bowl was full of anger.
Is the Golden Elixir of Myriad Tribulations in Dalin Temple so easy to get?
Dalin Temple will never allow this kind of magic medicine to be left outside.
Especially in recent years, with the spread of Mahayana Buddhism, a silent transformation is taking place in Dalin Temple. All the monks in Dalin Temple feel that it is time for them to rise up!
It is time for Dalin Temple to rise in this troubled world!
"Suppress me!"
The breaths of the eighteen arhats merged into one, and unexpectedly turned into a Buddha with a flower seal in his hands. The Buddha was thousands of feet tall, and it seemed that everything in the world had turned into insignificant ants in his eyes.
Seeing that the Buddha's seal fell down, it actually immobilized the sage ram.
"The world has underestimated Dalin Temple. It is not unreasonable for Dalin Temple to survive for 5000 years under the oppression of Qi practitioners in China. It's just that you monks are a little arrogant to stir up wind and rain in my middle-earth China. ! "At this moment, snowflakes fell in the sky.
Bai Yufu has arrived.
(End of this chapter)