Chapter 97 Penglai Trip◇

◎Battle of the Saints◎

A gentle breeze blew, and the scent of exotic plants and flowers on Penglai Fairy Island wafted over to his face. For a moment, Yuanshi was intoxicated by it, and thought that he could actually stay there for some time.

Although Penglai cannot compare with the grandeur of Kunlun, nor can it compare with the rich spiritual energy of Kunlun, which has spiritual veins, and is suitable for cultivation, eating too much meat and fish all day long will make you feel bored, so some light porridge and side dishes are also good.

Feeling a little better, Yuanshi began to regret what he had just said to Tongtian to hand over Kong Shuang. He had clearly warned himself not to get angry on the way, but he still couldn't control himself.

When he thought about this, he couldn't help but feel annoyed.

Obviously, his words also displeased his unfortunate brother.

Beneath the shimmering water of the Zizhi Cliff, Tongtian's face darkened slightly. Fortunately, the eyes and brows bestowed upon him by Father Pangu were too gentle to appear fierce. He sat motionless on his cushion for a long moment before he slowly asked, "Brother, what do you mean by this?"

Yuanshi, who thought he was condescending to pick up his younger brother, looked even uglier. I am your brother, and now that I come to see you, you should at least greet me symbolically. It would be fine if you didn't move, but now you are questioning your brother about that bird. What do you mean?

It turns out that he was led astray.

Thinking of Kong Shuang, Yuanshi was so angry that his heart ached. He gave her some face for Tongtian's sake, but she stepped on his face. How dare she!

"What do you mean by this? Kong Shuang has plotted against me time and again, bullying my disciples. Don't say you don't know. Don't think I don't know that she's hiding with you. Why don't you hand her over?"

Hearing this, Tongtian chuckled. For some reason, Yuanshi felt something was wrong in this clear and low laughter. Inexplicably, he had a bad premonition.

Tongtian's tone was half teasing and half comforting: "Brother, they are just a few disciples, why are you so angry?"

Yuanshi was silent, his heart suddenly feeling heavy.

He once said this to Tongtian:

"They are just a few disciples, born from eggs and covered in fur and horns. Why are you so angry and even quarreling with your two brothers? You even have to resort to violence. Could it be that your brothers are not as good as your disciples?"

Yuanshi didn't know what to feel in his heart after being blocked by Tongtian with the words he had said before. It was so sour and bitter!

At this moment, he suddenly understood Kong Shuang's thoughts. He sneered at Tongtian's disciples, so she would use his disciples as a scapegoat to let him understand Tongtian's feelings.

Having been humiliated, he looked extremely ugly, and the air around him seemed to sense the wrath of a saint. The pressure piled up and fell on the disciples of the Jiejiao sect on Penglai Island and the creatures of the East China Sea who came to listen to his teachings. It was like a mountain pressing down on their heads, and they all fell to the ground in unison, making it hard to breathe.

Tongtian frowned tightly, waved his wide sleeves lightly, and a barrier fell down to protect the living beings and protect them from the pressure and attack of the saint.

Yuanshi snorted coldly, thinking that his younger brother was nice to others but never thought of him. The pressure from the saint became even stronger, and for a moment, he forgot the purpose of his trip.

Seeing this, Duobao's face turned cold and he shouted loudly: "Form a formation!"

Taking this as a command, the Jiejiao disciples lined up in an orderly manner and put up a barrier.

The sudden conflict between their teacher and the second uncle-in-law also made them, the apprentices, worried. Of course, their worry was not about how to help the two of them reconcile, but they were afraid that if they really fought to the death one day, they, the apprentices, would hinder their teacher.

Duobao has always had complicated feelings towards his uncle Yuanshi. On the one hand, the uncles and teacher did have a very deep brotherly relationship.

On the other hand, when the two uncles brought him back to Kunlun Mountain from the Wuzhuang Temple on Wanshou Mountain, they treated him very well, giving him all the magic weapons and gifts, and of course, also giving him the cold shoulder.

Because of the pitiful relationship they had in those days, he had always hoped that his two uncles, specifically Uncle Yuanshi, would treat him differently and praise him a few words, although it was a bit difficult.

But after the teacher and the two uncles returned from the battle in the galaxy, the teacher's expression became more and more serious day by day. Until one day, he called him to his side and carefully warned him:

"If one day our Jie Sect and Chen Sect split into two factions and confront each other, you, as the eldest brother, must lead your fellow disciples to deal with them carefully. Don't consider the feelings of fellow disciples. Beat when you should, and kill when you should. Don't be soft-hearted."

God knows how shocked he was at that time. His teacher, his always gentle teacher who never said a harsh word even when punishing his disciples, told him bluntly for the first time not to show mercy in a fight, especially when facing the neighboring Chan Sect.

At that moment, he finally understood that there really was a huge rift between his teacher and his uncle!

Above the cloudless sky, Yuanshi heard the commotion below and then he turned his attention to his annoying fellow apprentices.

After not seeing them for a long time, their cultivation seemed to have improved. Although he didn't want to admit it, Tongtian had indeed spent a lot of time and effort on these lowly monsters who were born from eggs and had fur and horns, and he taught them very well.

He is also a Golden Immortal, much better than his disciples!

Noticing Yuanshi's gaze, Tongtian's lips curved up, and his eyes swept over the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect who were serving Yuanshi, and he said bluntly:

"Forgive my bluntness, but only fools would be schemed against time and time again. Brother, why don't you discipline your own family first, and avoid tarnishing your reputation in the future?"

Yuanshi's face turned dark, and his pair of cold eyes whizzed at Tongtian, shooting out cold arrows. He was right, Tongtian was led astray by Kong Shuang. If it were the old him, he would never say such harsh words!

The Twelve Golden Immortals following him also looked unhappy. They felt that they had misjudged their uncle before. How could his uncle be such a good person, suddenly like a different person!

As a saint with profound cultivation, Yuanshi's emotions led to changes in the weather. In an instant, dark clouds covered the city, and thunder suddenly appeared in the sky of Penglai, and without waiting for anyone to react, it fell down with crackling sounds.

Guangchengzi opened his eyes wide and thought to himself that the teacher was worthy of being a teacher. A single change in emotion could cause such a strange phenomenon. It seemed that the teacher's cultivation had improved even more.

Tongtian's face turned cold, and in the blink of an eye, the Qingping Sword rose from behind him, forming a sharp and huge sword shadow. The speed was difficult to distinguish with the naked eye, and it instantly split those huge, winding and powerful thunders into two halves.

The heavenly thunder seemed to have no time to react and was thrown back by the sword energy, instantly falling in front of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The Twelve Golden Immortals immediately took out their magic weapons to protect themselves, but they were no faster than the thunder and were struck black by it!

Seeing this scene, Yuanshi could no longer control the rage that was boiling in his chest. His voice was deafening: "You! You are so stubborn!"

After saying that, the Sanbao Jade Ruyi flew out from his sleeve and smashed towards the Qingping Sword!

Duobao was dizzy from the noise, and then he saw that his teacher and uncle were really fighting, and he immediately felt a headache.

The war between saints is almost the destruction of the world. If you want to fight, don’t do it in a primitive way!

This thought flashed through his mind as he heard another deafening voice:

"stop!"

With the experience of the first time, Duobao covered his ears calmly. After thinking for a while, he put his hands down and covered the ears of Yutong, who had a burning gaze and did not blink his big eyes to miss the battle between the saints.

A smile appeared on his lips, and he was reluctant to tell her that since the master uncle showed up, the battle could not be fought.

As expected, along with Laozi's voice, his magic weapon, the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Tower, also appeared. As soon as the Tiandi Xuanhuang Linglong Tower appeared, it covered the Qingping Sword and the Sanbao Jade Ruyi.

It was like a drop in the ocean, with no further movement.

The figure of Uncle Laozi then appeared, and in the sky, the eyes of the three saints intertwined.

Duobao looked at him doubtfully. Now that he was a Golden Immortal, he had the confidence to look the saint in the eye.

Master Yuanshi's face seemed pale in the light of his snow-white Taoist robe. His face, which was originally filled with raging anger, calmed down in an instant, and he even looked a little helpless.

Even his usually calm master uncle's face showed a hint of cracks, and the look he gave his teacher contained not only shock but also some emotions that he could not understand.

For some reason, Duobao felt a little nervous. He hurriedly looked at his teacher and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, the teacher was fine. His eyebrows even smiled slightly, and he seemed to be in a good mood.

No! Duobao's heart suddenly sank, his eyes fell on the side of the high-spirited saint, but his hands were trembling slightly!

The two uncles came and left quickly. Soon, the eldest uncle took away the exquisite tower of the Mysterious Heaven and Earth. The three saints no longer exchanged glances and left in a hurry with the Twelve Golden Immortals who were struck into black men without saying a word.

For some reason, he always felt that their departure was strange and desperate.

The crisis of Jiejiao was temporarily resolved. Duobao breathed a sigh of relief, stood up, and wanted to walk forward to ask the teacher whether he wanted to continue preaching or take a break and change his mood.

Before he could finish his words, he saw the teacher's delicate peach blossom eyes sweeping through the crowd, then accurately locked onto a spot, and said with a hint of teasing: "Why don't you come out?"

Hearing this, the bustling noises in the crowd gradually died down. After a long while, a female cultivator in green clothes slowly stood up, her beautiful face full of smiles: "It was just a joke, don't be angry..."

As soon as she opened her mouth, the aura of a strong person filled the air, which could not be ignored.

Duobao was delighted and marveled at Kong Shuang's current cultivation level. He had already reached the Golden Immortal realm and was very sensitive to the breath of the strong. He was also gifted and should have been very sensitive to Kong Shuang's appearance, but he did not detect her breath from beginning to end.

From this we can see that she is so terrifying that her control over magic power has reached a top level.

Kong Shuang used his magical power of shrinking the earth into an inch, and in just a few steps, he reached Zizhi Cliff from the vast East China Sea. He hugged Tongtian's arm and shook it gently: "It's been a long time since we last met, I wanted to give you a surprise."

Tongtian raised his hand and tapped her forehead. Although he looked calm and composed, his eyes were full of smiles. "Is this a surprise to recruit people to ruin the party?"

Although it didn't hurt, Kong Shuang still rubbed her forehead, her smile frozen on her face. In front of countless people, she couldn't punch him, so she could only lower her voice: "Hate, don't you know what I have done for you?"

Tongtian raised his eyebrows and tilted his head to look at her: "Could it be to help the human saints defeat the witch tribe?"

"Huh?" Kong Shuang asked in confusion.

Tongtian continued, "Others fight wars with soldiers, but he fights with teachers?"

When the sage speaks, the law follows. Kong Shuang did not calculate, but he saw this scene before his eyes:

Xuanyuan got his own statue from somewhere, and was calling "Teacher" devoutly in front of it!

Kong Shuang couldn't help but curl her lips in disdain: "I have never accepted a disciple." She thought again, and the human race's faith didn't seem to be a bad thing. Then she looked at Tongtian and smiled: "You get face, I get substance, we both win!"

face?

Tongtian frowned and believed her nonsense. From a certain point of view, what she said was not wrong.

She schemed against the Twelve Golden Immortals one after another. Anyone with a discerning eye in the prehistoric world could see that one would gain while the other would lose, and the Chan Sect would be embarrassed while the Jie Sect would gain face!

On one side, Kong Shuang has returned, and the two have many things to discuss. On the other side, there are the creatures of the East China Sea who are hungry for knowledge. Tongtian pondered for a moment, and finally decided to listen to his inner thoughts and leave a clone.

The Biyou Palace in Penglai is exactly the same as the Biyou Palace in Kunlun Mountain, but it only lacks a peach tree transplanted from the Yuxu Palace.

Seeing this, Kong Shuang felt a little more uncertain. Could it be that Tongtian was really angry with Yuanshi this time?