"The character 'Gen' signifies suppressing violence and quelling chaos!"
Liu Jinghong's Gen hexagram is always used to trap enemies and dangerous individuals. Once trapped, any attack from within will be nullified by the Golden Light Pagoda's barrier. However, similarly, external attacks cannot reach the inside.
So, actually, placing the frame on one's own people can also serve a protective function.
For example, right now.
The golden light tower of the Gen trigram enveloped the cultivators of the Jade Maiden Sect and the Joyful Union Sect. A large group of demonic beasts attacked and tore at the outside like madmen, but they were all just impotent rage.
Liu Jinghong and Chu Hongluan exchanged a glance, each clutching a handful of cherry bombs before leaping into the air!
Like throwing down thunderbolts, they scattered it all at once!
In an instant, the explosions were deafening! Crackle and pop, and spectacular mushroom clouds appeared!
The monsters were caught completely off guard and were swallowed up by the rolling heat wave!
Whether it flies in the sky or runs on the ground!
Regardless of size!
Regardless of whether one's cultivation level is Golden Core or Nascent Soul!
At this moment, they have all turned into a small pile of ashes!
You're in one pile, I'm in another, all neatly arranged.
Achieve complete racial equality! Class equality!
"Completed!"
The two threw their cherry bombs and landed gracefully.
A gust of wind—
"Cough cough!! Cough! Cough cough cough!"
The ashes from that Warcraft are quite pungent.
The two of them ran out of the courtyard in a flash, leaving Xu Qingqiu alone, bewildered amidst the swirling ashes.
Yuehua stretched and stood up, muttering, "Time to get off work! Time to get off work!"
As soon as he finished speaking, everyone scattered throughout the cave felt their feet suddenly give way, followed by a wave of weightlessness, making them dizzy and disoriented.
When they finally arrived at the scene, it was already broad daylight. Surrounding them were the righteous disciples who had been forcibly gathered together by Yuehua, including the disheveled Jade Maiden Sect and Joyful Union Sect members.
The suppression of spiritual power is gone, the flight restriction is gone, and everything is over.
Now, before everyone was a large and old cave.
A banner hung at the entrance of the cave read: "The grand prize is inside!"
There was also a big smiley face drawn on the back.
This must be the legacy they've been longing for.
Once they realized what was happening, everyone rushed inside, even those who were half-dead or dying suddenly sat up in shock and, with unwavering determination, squeezed into the gaps between people.
Li Dazhuang carried Qiao Yue on his shoulders, one large hand protecting her, the other forcefully pushing the crowd aside, shouting, "Make way, make way..."
Chu Hongluan frowned, pulled Liu Jinghong aside, and did not participate in the dispute.
Seeing that they didn't move, Ke Tinghe struggled with the decision for a long time before finally deciding that if Chu Hongluan didn't move, he wouldn't either.
The elder of the Sword Sect had no interest in this so-called ultimate prize anyway. Seeing Chu Hongluan's actions, he asked curiously, "Elder Chu, do you think there's something fishy about this ultimate prize?"
Chu Hongluan shook her head, finding it difficult to describe her feelings. She wondered how Yuehua, who didn't seem like a kind person, could have so easily admitted defeat.
"Something just feels off..."
At the same time, the cultivators who were crowded in the front row of the cave saw the "inheritance" in their collars.
It was a dazzling bubble, surrounded by seven-colored fluorescence, floating in mid-air, looking sacred and inviolable.
The monks grew increasingly frenzied.
The words Yuehua uttered came to mind:
"With my inheritance, your cultivation will advance by leaps and bounds, and you will be able to break through to the next realm and ascend to immortality in no time. Are you really willing to give it up?"
Now, after overcoming countless hardships and narrowly escaping death to reach this place, the legacy they have longed for is right before their eyes—
I want it!
I want it!!!
Everyone's consciousness was occupied by this sentence!
They crowded together, struggled, almost frantically, striving to reach out and grab the bubble with all their might!
In the midst of the pushing and shoving, a hand popped the bubble.
"puff--"
A long, strange sound came from the dissipating bubbles.
"vomit--"
"It stinks!"
"Get out of here! Ugh—who the hell farted! Ugh—Quick! Everyone in the back, get back out! Ugh—"
"I'm suffocating from the stench! Don't push your way in! Let me out! Hey! Let me out!!"
"Who the hell farted?!"
"Nobody farted! It's this grand prize! This grand prize is just a fart!!!"
"......"
The crowd fell silent for a moment, then erupted into even more intense shouts!
"The grand prize is nothing but bullshit? Bullshit! I bet you're the one trying to pocket it all!"
"Who won the grand prize?! Did you see it?"
"It was him! It was him! I saw it with my own eyes! He's the one who popped the inheritance bubble! Ugh—it stinks!"
"No way! Let me explain! The grand prize is a load of rubbish! Ugh—can't you smell how stinky it is!?"
"Don't think we don't know! You must have deliberately brought that fake bag to mislead us! Just to embezzle the inheritance! You! Your intentions are despicable!"
"His intentions are despicable!!"
"They deserve to be punished!!!"
"Hey! Don't do it! Don't do it!"
The cultivator who popped the bubble incurred the wrath of the crowd; his robes were torn to shreds. He was in a panic and disarray when he turned around and saw a halo about the height of a person behind the stone pillar beside him, with a banner hanging on it: "After receiving the ultimate prize, leave the cave from here."
The cultivator was left with no other choice, so he plunged in without thinking!
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