Chapter 7 Five-Colored Divine Bird
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A little boy in a black Taoist robe walked out from the depths of the clouds. He had a round bun on his head and a chubby little face, which looked very cute.
The surprise on Kong Shuang's face disappeared in an instant, her eyes flashing, she waved to him in surprise and called out: "Garuda, why are you here?"
Garuda remained motionless upon hearing this, his expression icy cold: "Am I a burden to you?"
Kong Shuang blurted out: "How come?"
The smile on her face froze slightly, and then she thought that Garuda might have heard her conversation with Nuwa.
She shook her head and said helplessly, "You misunderstood? I'm your sister, how could I regard you as a burden?"
Garuda, however, did not believe it. A hint of sneer flashed through his phoenix eyes, which were similar to hers. "Don't worry, sir. I won't hold you back."
Kong Shuang wanted to comfort him carefully, but thought that Garuda would not believe his explanation, so he could only put away his smile and nodded: "Okay, as long as one day you can be stronger than me."
Garuda's indifferent expression showed a hint of surprise, and then turned into anger.
He was not good at forbearing, and Kong Shuang couldn't help but sigh, and then her face changed slightly. She spread her arms, and the shadow of a peacock appeared faintly behind her. The colorful divine light covered her body, and she flew into the air. The illusory wings moved lightly, and the violent gust of wind hit Garuda.
Garuda's face turned pale and he froze in place. He knew very well that his cultivation was still low and he could not withstand his sister's furious attack. He would be killed.
He closed his eyes, quietly waiting for death to come, but death did not come. A strong and gentle hand grabbed the back of his collar and lifted him up, while shouting angrily:
"You dare to touch my brother? You're seeking death!"
He opened his eyes in a hurry of surprise, and saw a slender and skinny long arm. Looking up, he saw Kong Shuang protecting him behind him. His beautiful phoenix eyes, which had always been captivating, were filled with anger as he stared at the two bald men opposite him.
On the day of the sermon in Zixiao Palace, he hid in his teacher's sleeve. He still remembered the two bald men, one with a round head and big ears, and the other with a pale face and thin body. Both were dressed in rags. Only the two similar bald heads reflected the sunlight, which hurt people's eyes.
Kong Shuang frowned, looking at the two people and scolding them: "Where did I get the stinky rat from sneaking around at that time? Now I see that there are only a few hairs on the rat's head..."
The implication is that both of them have no hair.
Zhunti didn't get angry when he heard this, but laughed instead. He had never won an argument with Kong Shuang before, and was used to being scolded, so he didn't think it was a big deal.
At first, a boy from Zixiao Palace gave Kong Shuang a cushion. He and his senior brother thought that Kong Shuang had some connection with Zixiao Palace. But later, when the Taoist Patriarch came, he didn't even look at her. After preaching, he left the Three Pure Ones in Zixiao Palace for retreat and didn't mention Kong Shuang at all. Only then did they dare to come and avenge the humiliation they had suffered from Zixiao Palace.
Unexpectedly, he was discovered by Kong Shuang as soon as he saw him.
Zhunti dodged Kong Shuang's strong wind with a smile, but he felt that Kong Shuang seemed to be more irritable today than before. He looked closely and saw that Kong Shuang was protecting the boy behind him with his positive treasure.
His eyes suddenly lit up. This skill was almost comparable to Kong Shuang's. It was really rare. He ignored Kong Shuang and immediately clasped his hands together seriously, pretending to be an immortal. He said to Garuda: "Amitabha, fellow Taoist, please come to the West with me--"
This was the sentence Kong Shuang hated to hear the most in his life, no doubt about it. He immediately flapped his wings and a gust of wind blew towards Zhunti.
Before he could utter the last two words, a gust of wind suddenly blew into Zhunti's mouth, and the word "fate" was stuffed back into his mouth.
It was said to be wind, but it also looked like a knife. A knife that could break through the defense of a person with the cultivation level of Daluo Jinxian must be extraordinary. Zhunti was directly knocked away and fell on the clouds. When he raised his head again, his mouth and half of his face were already a bloody mess.
He wanted to curse, but it hurt so much when he moved his mouth.
When Jie Yin saw his brother injured, he was immediately furious. He looked at Kong Shuang and tried his best to suppress his anger: "Daoyou, isn't this too much?"
Kong Shuang's hand protecting Garuda moved slightly, his face still showing a disdainful expression: "Your junior brother can't speak, so I disciplined him on your behalf. If you don't thank me, it's fine, but blaming me is even more excessive, isn't it?"
Who was going too far? Zhunti opened his eyes wide and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Without waiting for the two to react, Kong Shuang suddenly took off, transformed into his original form, and flew into the air. His wings flapped, covering the sky and the sun. The two people were so frightened that they couldn't open their eyes. Taking this opportunity, Kong Shuang whispered, "Hurry up and leave!"
"Then what are you going to do?" Garuda asked without hesitation.
"Why do you care about me? I can handle it alone, but if I want to protect you, then..." Kong Shuang frowned. Although she had been promoted to the Golden Immortal of Daluo, she could deal with Zhunti alone, but if Jie Yin was added, defeat would be inevitable.
She didn't get to finish her words, but Garuda already understood what she wanted to say. He knew that if he stayed with her, he would only be a burden. He clenched his fists, transformed into his original form, the Garuda, and flew away.
Seeing Garuda going away, Kong Shuang breathed a sigh of relief. He looked up at the clouds again and saw that Jie Yin and Zhunti had already met up. Jie Yin raised the Green Lotus Flag, and Zhunti held the Six Pure Bamboos, and they were working together to resist the strong wind.
Half of Zhunti's head was covered in blood, which not only made him look ugly, but also extremely hideous and terrifying.
Kong Shuang stopped flapping his wings and rushed towards the two people. The five feathers behind his tail flashed slightly, and they were blue, yellow, red, black, and white. The five-colored divine light could sweep away and break everything within the five elements.
Before they got close, Jie Yin and Zhunti felt as heavy as stepping into an ancient mountain. The two of them looked at each other and used the magic weapons in their hands to resist.
It was fine at first, but as the divine light gradually approached, they felt it became heavier and heavier, and they suddenly lost control of the magic weapons in their hands and fell from their palms.
Jie Yin whispered, "Junior Brother, this five-colored light is very strange. You and I cannot use magic weapons to resist it. It is better for us to fight separately."
Zhunti agreed, and the two of them ran in two directions, Jie Yin to the west and Zhunti to the east.
Kong Shuang turned around in the air, and after some thought, he turned to the weaker Zhunti.
Persimmons are better to squeeze when they are soft!
Zhunti’s flying speed was naturally not as fast as Kong Shuang’s, but he was caught up by Kong Shuang in the blink of an eye.
Zhunti saw that Kong Shuang was getting closer and closer. Her wings had already touched him, and the flapping of her wings made his face hurt. He suspected that Kong Shuang was deliberately torturing him.
Zhunti hurriedly shouted: "Brother, save me!"
His scream tore the wound at the corner of his mouth, causing him to cry in pain.
Jie Yin and Zhunti have been together since they were born, and their minds have been connected for several eons. Jie Yin appeared behind Kong Shuang silently, exchanged glances with Zhunti, and gently waved the Qinglian Baose Flag in his hand.
Zhunti understood and continued to wail to attract Kong Shuang's attention.
Kong Shuang noticed something and quickly turned around, adding a layer of defense for himself. Even so, when he was hit by the full force of Jie Yin and Zhunti, he suddenly vomited blood.
Enduring the severe pain on his back, Kong Shuang let out a shrill cry, flapped his wings rapidly, rushed towards the continuous mountains under the clouds, and fell heavily into the woods.
At the same time, she quickly retracted the five-colored divine light from her body, shrank her body, and reduced her presence.
Kong Shuang's speed was naturally incomparable to Jie Yin and Zhunti. They were still immersed in the joy of seriously injuring Kong Shuang. When they came to their senses again, Kong Shuang had disappeared, and the two of them became anxious.
Although Kong Shuang regarded them as his enemies, both sides understood that Kong Shuang's path was in the West, and the prosperity of the West was inseparable from Kong Shuang. If Kong Shuang died, how could the West prosper in the future?
They hurried to Xiayun to look for him. Even Zhunti, who was also seriously injured, was almost dying of anxiety. Although he was injured by Kong Shuang, for the sake of the prosperity of the West, Kong Shuang must not die.
After searching everywhere for Kong Shuang, the two began to try to figure out the secrets of heaven. However, heaven was merciless to them. The secrets seemed to be hidden at this time, and they could not figure it out no matter how hard they tried. They felt more and more that Kong Shuang was dead.
The two were extremely anxious, like ants on a hot pan, not knowing what to do. Suddenly, they caught a glimpse of a handsome young man in a bright red Bagua robe sitting on a towering tree that was dozens of sticks thick. They recognized his identity at a glance - Shangqing Tongtian.
Tongtian sat on the highest branch, his face was as handsome as jade, his black hair was tied up high and hung at his waist, one leg was bent, and his every move was indescribably elegant and heroic.
Why can’t they say it? Because they can’t imagine what it would be like to do these postures.
Zhunti jumped up from under the tree and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Tongtian, can we have a chat?"
Tongtian sensed their presence and fluttered down from the tree, floating like the wind!
Zhunti couldn't help laughing. Among all the cultivators in the East, he had a very good impression of Tongtian. When he was in Zixiao Palace, all the cultivators sneered at them and were very disgusted with them.
Except Tongtian, although he did not give up his seat to him, he smiled at him. He was not sure whether it was well-intentioned, so he did not dare to interact with him. Now seeing Tongtian appeared in front of him after hearing his call, he must have been well-intentioned.
He smiled, which affected the wound on his mouth, and he immediately grimaced again.
When Tongtian came down, he first saw a blood-soaked, hideous, and horrifying face. He frowned and took a few steps back, asking, "Fellow Daoist, what happened? You're so badly injured."
Zhunti was a little embarrassed. Jie Yin took a step forward, clasped his hands together towards Tongtian, and sighed: "To be honest, my junior brother and I encountered an enemy with whom I have a grudge, and he was seriously injured."
Tongtian smiled and asked doubtfully, "Who is it that can fight two people alone and seriously injure fellow Taoist Zhunti?"
Zhunti's face turned ugly in an instant. He felt that Tongtian's words were piercing his heart. He did not expect that Kong Shuang would become so powerful.
When I first met Kong Shuang, she had just reached the Golden Immortal level and had just emerged from her shell. She looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl. When she heard him say, "My fellow Taoist and I have a destiny to go to the West," she ran away and no one could catch up with her.
At that time, he didn't take her seriously, but every time he saw her afterwards, she became more aggressive, until today when she beat him severely.
Zhunti didn't dare to tell Kong Shuang's name, and only said: "It is a five-colored divine bird. Have you ever seen it, fellow Daoist?"
"Five colors?" Tongtian curved his eyes and asked again.
Zhunti nodded affirmatively, looking at the deep and dense forest with layers of green peaks that stretched as far as the eye could see, and couldn't help wondering, where could she escape to?
Even if one dies, there must be a trace left!
Tongtian smiled and shook his head: "I have never seen a five-colored divine bird before."
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