The yellow-skinned man was brought before Fang Jian, and the divine power that naturally emanated from Fang Jian made him tremble unconsciously.
The heavenly generals and the Eight Great Saints were all sitting aside, looking at the yellow-skinned man with dignified eyes. This put him under great pressure, and his clothes were already soaked with sweat.
But Huangpizi first put Xiao Bajiao's grandfather on the ground, and then knelt down and kowtowed three times to Fang Jian.
Fang Jian sat on the sandalwood chair, looked at the yellow-skinned man on the ground and said, "Are you here to ask for the elixir?"
"Yes." The yellow-skinned man lay on the ground and said, "Please, Master Hongqing."
Fang Jian looked at the old monster with white hair and beard on the ground and asked, "You want to save him?"
Huangpizi nodded and said, "Yes, I promised Xiaobajiao to save her grandfather."
Fang Jian said, "But he's already dead."
"Ah?" Huangpizi looked up at Fang Jian in confusion, and after a moment said, "Xiao Bajiao is dead..."
"No." Fang Jian pointed at the old monster on the ground and said, "I mean he's dead. He's been dead for about an incense stick of time."
The yellow-skinned man was stunned when he heard this, then he lowered his head to look at the old monster on the ground. He reached out and touched the old monster's nose, then he rolled to the ground with his eyelids fluttering.
The divine generals behind him hurried forward to check, and finally said to Fang Jian: "Sir, he has passed out from exhaustion."
Fang Jian said, "Save him."
"Yes." The general nodded, then immediately helped the yellow-skinned man up and used his magic power to replenish his strength.
After a while, the yellow-skinned man finally opened his eyes again. When he regained consciousness, he knelt in front of the old monster, lowered his head and said nothing.
"Yellow skin." Fang Jian shouted.
The yellow-skinned man slowly raised his head and looked at Fang Jian with a hint of despair in his eyes. Should he kill him now?
But Fang Jian asked, "Do you want to live?"
Huangpizi was startled when he heard this, then nodded quickly and said, "Yes, I am willing to listen to your instructions."
"Very good." Fang Jian said, "I want to borrow your luck."
"Lend me... my luck?" The yellow-skinned man asked in bewilderment, "How can I borrow my luck?"
Fang Jian said calmly, "I am the Shangshu of Xitian Prefecture, and you are a creature from Xiniu Hezhou. You just need to agree to lend me your luck."
Upon hearing this, Huangpizi nodded and said, "I do!"
"Very good." While Fang Jian was speaking, his spiritual thoughts had already sunk into the incense pool in his own Immortal Official Jade Disc. The divine power of the incense in it had been accumulated for a long time, and today it could finally come in handy.
As the Shangshu of Xitian Palace, the Immortal Official Jade Disc is not only a symbol of his immortal official rank and status, but also a divine artifact that gives him corresponding authority.
Now as the Minister of Xitian Prefecture, one of his powers is that he can borrow the luck of the creatures in the continent under his jurisdiction, but there is one very important point, that is, the creature must be willing to lend you the luck, otherwise you will not be able to borrow it no matter what.
Fang Jianzhi held a stream of incense in his palm and said to the yellow-skinned man, "You must be sincere and not have any distracting thoughts. If this luck of yours is successful, I will forgive you all your sins."
Huangpizi looked at Fang Jian, and his mind recalled his experience as a little demon over the years, remembered Xiao Bajiao, and remembered... the roasted pig.
At this moment, the yellow-skinned man looked at Fang Jian, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I want to eat meat."
Everyone around was stunned and looked at each other in confusion. However, Fang Jian smiled and said to the surrounding generals, "Whoever has ready-made meat, give it to him."
Finally, the hundreds of gods and generals present gathered thirteen plates of spirit beast meat bought from Tianhefang and handed them to Huangpizi. The spirit beast meat from Tianhefang is not comparable to that of a black pig sprinkled with salt and roasted.
The yellow fox ate voraciously, crying as he ate. He had never eaten such delicious food since he was born.
The yellow-skinned man ate while crying, and kept looking up at Fang Jian who was sitting on the sandalwood chair. At this moment, the vicious image of Fang Jian that was promoted by other demon cultivators in his mind was shattered, and replaced by the image of Fang Jian who was as kind and amiable as a father.
He secretly swore in his heart that as long as he lived, he would always believe in Master Hongqing, because he gave him meat to eat!
After wolfing down all the spirit beast meat, the yellow-skinned man knelt before Fang Jian and kowtowed to him three times and nine times.
Fang Jian looked at this scene and smiled faintly, then sent the divine power of the incense in his hand into the yellow-skinned man's eyebrows.
Then, Fang Jian turned to the Eight Great Saints and said, "Eight Daoist friends, please come forward."
The Eight Great Sages immediately stood up and walked quickly to stand in front of Fang Jian.
At this moment, the yellow-skinned man only felt a divine light flash through his mind, and then he became a little dizzy, kneeling there without knowing anything.
At this moment, Fang Jian used the power of incense to absorb the yellow-skinned man's luck from him, and then integrated the yellow-skinned man's luck into the power of incense, and then sent the incense power integrated with the yellow-skinned man's luck to the Eight Great Saints.
"My fellow Taoists, don't resist. Incorporate this divine power of incense into the protective immortal light of your bodies." Fang Jian said to the Eight Great Saints.
The Eight Great Sages nodded, and then did as they were told, absorbing the divine power of the incense that carried the yellow-skinned man's luck into their own protective fairy light.
In an instant, a pale blue divine light appeared above the protective fairy light of the eight saints, and this pale blue divine light quickly merged with their protective fairy light.
At this time, Huangpizi also woke up. He looked around blankly, completely unaware of what was happening.
But Huangpizi felt that he seemed to have lost something very important, but he couldn't say what exactly he had lost.
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