Chapter 28 Taiyi Beheads the Corpse◇
◎Stand out in the spotlight again◎
Seeing Kong Shuang coming, Nuwa and Chang Xi squeezed together and made room for Kong Shuang.
Chang Xi looked at Kong Shuang's listless expression and gloated a little: "I heard that Daozu asked you to repair the spiritual veins in the west. Are you okay?"
Kong Shuang glanced up at Nuwa, who was blushing. This must have been spread by Nuwa. She snorted, "What do you think?"
Chang Xi couldn't help but laugh again. Kong Shuang had always considered Xi Fang and the other two her enemies. It would be strange if she could be kind to them. After laughing, Chang Xi felt it was wrong to make fun of her best friend, so she changed her words and said, "You're late. You missed a show."
Kong Shuang asked knowingly, "What play?"
Chang Xi glanced at Di Jun, who was chatting and chatting with the great saints of the various demon tribes. "Kun Peng has brought the Hongmeng Purple Qi to the Heavenly Court. It will be difficult to steal it from you in the future."
Nuwa suddenly thought of herself. Fortunately, she had been accepted as a disciple by the Taoist Ancestor and had the protection of her brother and the demon clan. If she were like Kunpeng, she would probably not be able to keep her Hongmeng purple energy.
Kong Shuang shook his head and said resignedly, "I won't fight for it anymore, and I won't fight for it in the future. Kunpeng accepted my brother Jinchi Dapeng as his disciple, so there must be some incense relationship between them."
Chang Xi became excited. Although Nuwa did not join the Heavenly Court, her brother Fuxi was the Demon Commander of the Heavenly Court. She naturally belonged to the demon clan. Now with Kunpeng, the demon clan would have at least two saints in the future. She was afraid that she would not be able to defeat the witch clan.
"Oh, right." Chang Xi suddenly patted his head and looked at Kong Shuang. "When we were distributing the treasures at Fenbao Rock, Daoist Fellows Hongyun and Zhenyuanzi got quite a few magical treasures. They left them for you and told me to tell you when I see you. Remember to go back to Wuzhuang Temple and get them."
After all, they were relatives and friends, so there was still some loyalty. Kong Shuang felt a little warm in his heart, and then curled his lips: "No time, there will be no time in the next tens of thousands of years."
She pulled out two jade slips, threw them into the air, and began carving them with both hands. As she carved, she said, "The Daoist Ancestor, understanding that I didn't participate in the treasure-dividing at Treasure Fenyan, has gifted me with another magic weapon. Tell Zhen Yuanzi that if they really have too many magic weapons to burn, give them to my younger brother, Garuda."
Kong Shuang formed seals on the spot, and the five-colored divine light in her hands was brilliant and very eye-catching, attracting many people to look at her.
Chang Xi's face was full of black lines, and he said angrily: "Who would complain about having too many magic weapons?"
The seat next to Tongtian opposite was empty, and Taiyi, who had been silently waiting for the opportunity, sat down. His seat was at the top, level with Dijun. As soon as he sat down, he attracted a lot of people's attention.
Seeing his good friend, Taiyi's ears turned red first. He whispered to Tongtian, "Why are you traveling with fellow Daoist Kong Shuang?"
Tongtian told Taiyi about his teacher asking him to repair the Western Spiritual Vein with Kong Shuang. Taiyi felt relieved and asked shyly, "When I went to look for you that day, you didn't tell fellow Daoist Kong Shuang what we said, did you?"
The smile on Tongtian's lips froze, and he didn't know how to answer. He did not reveal it to Kong Shuang, but Kong Shuang himself knew it because it was Taiyi himself who said that Di Jun asked Taiyi to get close to Kong Shuang.
He was silent for a long time, looking at Taiyi's expectant eyes, and finally said: "No."
Taiyi exhaled, feeling completely relieved: "Then I'm relieved." He looked at Kong Shuang, who was absent-mindedly carving a jade slip across from him, his eyes sparkling: "I was confused at first, but now I think Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang is a very good person."
Tongtian followed him and looked back at Taiyi who was looking at him with longing, and agreed: "It feels good too."
Taiyi turned around in shock and asked in disbelief, "What did you say?"
Tongtian's eyes were dark and his gaze was calm and peaceful: "The feathers are smooth and flawless, soft and warm, they are indeed excellent."
Tai instinctively covered his chest, his narrow eyes tightly closed, and he took a few heavy breaths before opening them sadly, his eyes filled with grief: "Forget it, I know your nature, I shouldn't blame you."
Tongtian's delicate eyebrows wrinkled slightly. "Do you know what kind of character I am? Why do I feel like a bad guy?"
Before he could figure it out, Taiyi's eyes suddenly became sharp again: "I know your character, but Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang doesn't know. You should apologize to her."
No wonder Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang looked unhappy when he entered the hall just now. After sitting down, he didn't want to stay with Tongtian for a moment and ran directly to the opposite side. It turned out that he was brutally killed by Tongtian.
He looked at Tongtian with a condemning look. He had had this bad habit for hundreds of thousands of years and didn't know how to change. Normally, when he saw a little demon, he would stroke it until its hair fell off. Now, it was even worse.
Too much!
Tongtian bore this gaze of disgust and condemnation without a trace of guilt. However, the sun's true fire that Taiyi unconsciously emitted when he was angry made him feel a little uncomfortable. He thought for a moment and asked, "What should I apologize for?"
He wanted Taiyi to give him a hint.
Taiyi misunderstood and felt very sorry for his friend, feeling that he had no remorse at all. He said angrily, "Last time in Zixiao Palace, I saw you behead a corpse. I wonder how strong you are now? Let me see for myself."
After saying this, golden light suddenly appeared on his body.
It turns out you just want to fight, no problem.
Tongtian nodded, and a green light rose from his body, entangled with the golden light.
They didn't rely on magic weapons or anything else, only on themselves. Their pure fighting power represented the highest level below the saints in the ancient times. No matter whether they were monsters or immortals in the hall, they stopped drinking and chatting, and all watched the battle together.
Kong Shuang put down the jade slip and looked across at the opposite side with a burning gaze.
The two men did not move, relying entirely on the magic power in their bodies to fight. The golden light attacked, while the green light neither defended nor attacked, but played around the golden light. The golden light chased, while the green light just ran away. The two lights chased each other, flowing in the hall, and when they were about to attack people, they dodged mischievously.
Although they were fighting, they controlled their magic power very well and did not hurt any external objects. Kong Shuang was very jealous and felt that she was not as good as them. She could not control such a huge amount of magic power as perfectly as they did.
After another moment, the golden light became brighter, as if it was disdainful of a small fight, and attacked the green light unexpectedly. The green light was caught off guard, and its light immediately dimmed a little.
The demons watching the battle couldn't help but look a little excited, especially Di Jun, who could hardly hide the pride in his eyes, but he quickly concealed it.
So what if he is the favorite disciple of Daozu, so what if he is Pangu's soul, he is still not as good as his younger brother.
This small action did not escape the eyes of a few people. Kong Shuangwei sighed invisibly, and his eyes slid away from the situation and fell on the faces of the two people who were fighting opposite him.
Taiyi's face was flushed, with the corners of his mouth raised, and he was obviously very happy. In contrast, Tongtian looked exactly the same as he usually did when he was practicing. He leaned lazily at the table with a faint expression, as if he didn't care at all.
After the golden light took the initiative, it became even more unscrupulous, almost completely enveloping the green light. The situation seemed very clear.
Is this the only strength of the Three Pure Ones? Nuwa was a little puzzled. You know, the Three Pure Ones are recognized as powerful in the prehistoric world. Even if they were not defeated by Taiyi, who is known as the God of War, they would not lose so quickly?
She suddenly remembered that Chang Xi had praised Kong Shuang, an expert in fighting who didn't rely on magic weapons but simply relied on his own cultivation. She turned to look at Kong Shuang and asked, "Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang, who do you think will win?"
Kong Shuang smiled mysteriously and winked at her: "Fellow Daoist, don't you already have the answer in your heart?"
As soon as she finished speaking, Taiyi on the opposite side suddenly opened his eyes, and his originally beautiful golden eyes turned blood red. He opened his mouth and wanted to say something to Tongtian, but suddenly a mouthful of blood spurted out. The blood of the three-legged golden crow with the true fire of the sun was naturally extraordinary.
The blood fell to the ground and burned a big hole in the floor made of thousand-year-old cold jade.
A raging fire broke out in the hall, even the little demon nearby was affected.
Di Jun, who was always nervous about his brother, shouted, "Taiyi, what's wrong with you?"
Everyone thought they were sure to win but Taiyi suddenly encountered this unexpected change. They looked at the situation of golden light and green light again. The situation had changed drastically. Green light occupied the entire sky, with scattered traces of golden light visible in it.
As expected, Kong Shuang lowered his eyes. Tongtian had no intention of confronting Taiyi head-on from the beginning. Instead, he intended to pull Taiyi into his own trap, and his evasion of Taiyi was intentional.
Tongtian, who had originally closed his eyes, opened them, looked at Taiyi, and said, "Continue!"
Taiyi sat up straight again, not even bothering to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and closed his eyes.
Di Jun couldn't bear it any longer and said, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, Taiyi is already injured. Just admit defeat and don't continue."
Tongtian stretched out his arm and propped up his chin lazily. Hearing this, he looked at Di Jun with a calm expression, "Silence."
Kong Shuang curled her eyes. Although Tongtian said "shut up" to Di Jun, she felt that the two words meant "shut up". Among the people present, Tongtian was the only one who dared to disrespect Di Jun like this.
Di Jun was humiliated, but he wasn't afraid of Tongtian. He stood up from the throne, and a beam of true solar fire rushed towards Tongtian, shouting, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, what do you mean by this?"
Tongtian did not answer, but waved his wide sleeves. A barrier protected him and Taiyi, and bounced back the sun's true fire.
The others were speechless. After Kong Shuang expressed a little sympathy for Di Jun, he looked at the situation in the sky. The golden light was barely surviving under the suppression of the green light, and Taiyi's expression became increasingly ugly.
With a "dong" sound, a huge golden bell slowly rose from Taiyi's body. It did not move without wind, and the sound of the bells was so loud that it was deafening. Even Kong Shuang covered his ears.
Tongtian, attacked by the Donghuang Bell, remained unmoved, his expression still gentle. His snow-white fingertips lightly tapped the air and said, "Go back!"
The Donghuang Bell seemed to have really understood, and it quickly went back into Taiyi's body.
Di Jun's face turned from white to blue, looking very ugly.
Even Kong Shuang couldn't guess what Tongtian was doing. She saw Tongtian's lips moving up and down, and she didn't know what he said to Taiyi. Taiyi nodded, and three flowers emerged on his head, and large patches of golden lotus of merit were surging under his feet.
It turned out to be like this. Kong Shuang's eyes turned red. She finally understood that Tongtian had never intended to fight with Taiyi from the beginning. He wanted to use his own strength to suppress the other party and let the other party break through under extreme fighting spirit.
Many people present were familiar with this scene. This was the scene when the Three Pure Ones beheaded the corpse in Zixiao Palace.
Di Jun sat back on the throne, his expression no longer ugly, but instead looked a little more relaxed and happy.
A person exactly like Taiyi separated from Taiyi's body and appeared in front of everyone. The sympathetic eyes that everyone originally looked at Taiyi turned into envy, jealousy and hatred. Although there were no other strange visions such as brilliant rays of light and auspicious aura, the corpse was indeed beheaded.
"Thank you." After beheading a corpse, Taiyi opened his eyes and looked at Tongtian with joy.
"But..." He changed the subject: "You still have to apologize to Fellow Daoist Kong Shuang."
"No need." Tongtian shook his head and did not respond to his friend's next words. "It was originally your opportunity."
Taiyi didn't want to force him at this time because he had just helped him to chop off the corpse. He could only sigh and think about when he would apologize to fellow Daoist Kong Shuang on behalf of Tongtian.
Others came to congratulate him one after another, but he was busy socializing and ignored the matter for a while.
Kong Shuang looked at Taiyi with envy, and pulled Chang Xi, who was looking at Tongtian eagerly, hoping that he could help him chop off the corpse, over and said, "Stop looking, let's talk business."
As she spoke, she slammed the two jade slips on the table.
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