bookcurios Chapter 412 Yuanshi asks for punishment!
Chapter 412 Yuanshi asks for punishment!
Outside Jiepai Pass, the sky was gloomy, the wind was blowing and the clouds were rolling, and the sky and the earth seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze.
At this time, Xuan Du was trapped in the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation, surrounded by unpredictable formations and surging spiritual power fluctuations.
His Taoist robe rustled as he looked around with a serious gaze, secretly marveling at the power of the formation set up by the Three Sky.
Even though Xuan Du's cultivation had reached the late stage of quasi-saint and his Taoism was profound, he was helpless and could do nothing when facing this formation.
"Alas, I didn't expect that the three junior sisters' attainments in formation have reached such a level." Xuan Du sighed secretly in his heart, but his face still maintained that indifference and composure.
At this moment, a clear and pleasant voice suddenly sounded in the formation, like a spring breeze blowing on your face, making you feel relaxed and happy. That was Yunxiao's voice.
"Brother Xuandu, as long as you promise not to interfere in the affairs of the two sects, I will let you go!"
Xuan Du tilted his head slightly, his eyes looking through the layers of fog, as if he saw Yunxiao standing in the center of the formation.
After a moment, Xuandu couldn't help but smile bitterly.
Didn't he want to leave this depressing Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation and return to Shouyang Mountain to continue studying alchemy?
However, as the eldest disciple of Saint Taiqing, he was carrying out the instructions of his master, so how could he retreat easily?
"Junior Sister Yunxiao, please stop trying to persuade me!"
"Since I came here to help the Chan Sect under the order of my master, I will naturally not leave." Xuandu's voice was calm, but it revealed an unquestionable firmness. "However, in my heart, whether it is the Chan Sect or the Jie Sect, they are the same, there is no difference."
Yunxiao frowned slightly when he heard this, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes.
She knew Xuan Du's temperament and style of doing things very well. Without the clear order of Saint Taiqing, he would never easily get involved in the dispute between Jiejiao and Chenjiao.
Recalling the past, during the witch-lich calamity, the demons, in order to temper the witch-slaying sword, did not hesitate to sacrifice humans, slaughtering people wantonly, blood flowing like a river, and wailing everywhere.
And Xuandu, as a member of the human race, worshipped under the Saint Taiqing and became his only direct disciple.
However, he turned a blind eye to the monsters killing humans.
Such behavior is extremely cold-hearted.
If Xuan Du had been able to stand up at that time, with his status, even if he could not completely stop the atrocities of the demon clan, he could at least protect some innocent humans and save them from the calamity.
It's a pity that he has learned 80% to 90% of the true teachings of the Saint Taiqing, and has achieved the state of being free from desires and inaction, as if the purgatory on earth has nothing to do with him.
Thinking of this, Yunxiao didn't know how to start.
Moreover, it was impossible for her to cut off the three flowers on Xuandu's head and disperse the five energies in his chest as she did to Chi Jingzi and the other two.
Once the three sisters really take heavy measures against Xuan Du, Taishang Laozi will definitely come forward in person.
After all, Xuan Du was his only direct disciple and the inheritor of the Taoist tradition of Human Religion.
If this is true, then the development of things will not be what they want to see.
Yunxiao took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.
At this moment, a long and shocking dragon roar suddenly came from afar, breaking the deadlocked silence.
Everyone involuntarily looked in the direction of the sound, and saw in the southeast sky, myriad rays of light like colorful ribbons, interweaving into a magnificent picture.
And in that glow, there seemed to be some more mysterious power hidden, which made people feel awe.
"This is... the arrival of a saint..." A hint of surprise flashed in Yunxiao's eyes.
"Who is it? How dare you kill my disciple?"
With a deafening roar, a magnificent chariot pulled by nine giant dragons slowly emerged from the sunset glow.
Sitting on the chariot was a middle-aged Taoist with a tall and majestic face. He was Yuanshi Tianzun.
Yuanshi Tianzun's rage was like a raging flame. His eyes swept across the Jiepai Pass and finally stopped on the body of the Golden Spirit Mother.
"Jin Ling? Tong Tian's direct disciple," Yuan Shi Tian Zun's voice echoed between heaven and earth like thunder, and every word seemed to contain endless pressure, "Did you kill Chi Jing Zi, Ju Liu Sun, and Ci Hang?"
Before he finished speaking, the mighty power of a saint emanating from his body overwhelmed the Golden Spirit Mother.
The Golden Spirit Mother was also stunned by this sudden questioning.
She had been planning to salute Yuanshi Tianzun to show respect, but she did not expect that before she could make any move, she was enveloped by the sudden accusation and pressure from the saint.
The pressure was as heavy as a mountain, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. The spiritual energy in her body seemed to be suppressed by this force and could not flow freely.
"puff--"
When the Golden Spirit Mother was about to reach her limit, she finally couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The blood sprayed on the white collar, like the blooming red spider lily, sad and tragic.
Her face turned pale as paper in an instant, but a hint of anger flashed in her eyes.
"Second Master, what do you mean?" The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit endured the severe pain in her body and tried to keep her voice calm, but even so, she could not hide the trembling in her voice. "You hurt me so badly without knowing the truth?"
At this point, a hint of determination and resoluteness flashed in the eyes of the Golden Spirit Mother. She took a deep breath and continued:
"If I remember correctly, during this catastrophe, no saints can leave! Second Master is behaving like this because he is dissatisfied with Daozu's words?"
Yuanshi Tianzun sat upright in the Nine-Dragon Agarwood Chariot, surrounded by a faint Taoist charm. His face was cold and his eyes were deep, like eternal ice, which made people feel awe.
He didn't expect that this person, who was just an ant in his eyes, would dare to question him so boldly.
Even though this ant is a direct disciple of Master Tongtian and has a noble status, it is still just an ant in front of Yuanshi Tianzun.
"How dare you!" Yuanshi Tianzun's voice was low and majestic, exploding in the void like thunder, shaking the surrounding space slightly, "You are just a little quasi-saint, how dare you point fingers at me and question my actions?"
Then, the pressure on the Golden Spirit Mother increased even more.
"thump--"
With a dull thud, under the sudden increase in pressure from Yuanshi Tianzun, the Golden Spirit Mother's knee slammed heavily on the hard ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.
She clenched her teeth, the veins on her forehead bulged, and her limbs and bones seemed to be cut and reassembled by countless sharp blades at this moment, the pain was unbearable.
However, even so, there was still no sign of surrender in her eyes, only her clenched fists trembled slightly, revealing her inner struggle and pain.
Yuanshi Tianzun watched all this coldly, his face was as cold as eternal ice, without the slightest fluctuation.
In his eyes, the Golden Spirit Mother was just an ant, an ant who dared to challenge his authority.
However, at this critical moment, a steady voice suddenly broke the dull atmosphere.
"Uncle Yuanshi, wait a minute!"
Although the sound was not loud, it was clearly heard by everyone, easing the originally tense atmosphere.
Yuanshi Tianzun frowned slightly. He looked in the direction of the sound and noticed Xuandu and Sanxiao in the formation.
"Master Xuandu?" Yuanshi Tianzun's tone was filled with a hint of surprise, "You are..."
Upon hearing this, Xuan Du raised his lips into a faint bitter smile, which contained helplessness and a bit of self-mockery.
He waved his hand gently, dispelling the defensive spell on his body, slowly stood up, and bowed respectfully in the direction of Yuanshi Tianzun:
"Greetings, Uncle Yuanshi! My nephew is... trapped in the formation by the Three Xiao sisters."
Upon hearing this, Yuanshi Tianzun felt a chill in his heart.
He knew very well about Xuan Du's strength. Although this nephew was young, his cultivation was extremely profound and he had received the true teachings from his elder brother, Taishang Laozi.
What's more, when he went down the mountain, Taishang Laozi gave him a treasure like the Tai Chi diagram for self-defense.
However, even so, Xuan Du was still trapped in this formation by the Sanxiao, which shows the power of the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.
Thinking of this, Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes became solemn. He looked at Sanxiao with a little more scrutiny.