Lu Dongbin started to make secrets with his hands.
He saw the horror of this knife in his eyes, and he was always ready to help Zhang Qingdi. But Emperor Zhang Qing didn't seem to care much. I don’t know if he is an expert and bold, or if he has some other means.
"Emperor Zhang Qing, die! Die!" The God of God roared and waved his knife.
“Don’t you look at what you are holding in your hand?” Zhang Qingdi said to him.
The God of God did not know when a pond appeared under his feet. There is only one purple lotus swaying gently in this pond.
The God of God had the urge to throw down his knife and run away from here.
Hearing Emperor Zhang Qing’s words, he subconsciously glanced at the sword in his hand!
The sword that followed him all his life turned into thunder at this time. It dissipated from his hand and flowed into the pool water.
Among the Eight Immortals, only Lu Dongbin, Han Zhongli, and Tieguai Li could understand it.
Not knowing anything else, Lu Dongbin said with slightly trembling lips, "Is this a projection of his Dantian? He actually turned his Dantian into a thunder pool!"
"When you enter my pool, all living beings are equal!" Emperor Zhang Qing shouted in a strong voice.
A golden thunder flew out of the pool!
Boom!
This golden thunder is full of the breath of Buddhism.
The God of God has no desire to resist at this moment, he really accepts his fate.
"Emperor Zhang Qing, please spare my life! I am willing to work as an ox or a horse for you!" the Goddess of God implored.
A green light suddenly appeared behind Emperor Zhang Qing.
The blue sky behind him echoes the thunder pool under his feet.
The Goddess of God cried bitterly, "I just ate some mortal children, the Jade Emperor will not care about this kind of thing!
Why should you care, as long as you let me go.
From today on, I will only follow your lead.
Grandpa Qingdi, spare me once! "
"So much nonsense! I told you, I want your crocodile leather belt! "Emperor Zhang Qing snorted coldly.
Blue sky and thunder pool!
They echoed each other from afar, and the terrifying thunder continued.
But what really scares the God of God is the blue sky.
In that blue sky, he felt like an ordinary beast!
The flesh, flesh, and bones of the God of God began to melt, and his soul and consciousness also began to dissipate. In the end, he also became a thunderbolt, all absorbed by the purple lotus.
Emperor Zhang Qing obtained the crocodile skin and the Goddess of God.
He then put away Qingtian and Leichi.
Lu Dongbin saw Emperor Zhang Qing's face pale and understood that the magical power just now had taken a great toll on him.
But now he felt a little scared when he recalled Zhang Qingdi's thunder and the blue sky.
If he were replaced with the God of God, he would not be sure of escaping under that blue sky. Han Xiangzi and others who were originally dissatisfied with Emperor Zhang Qing now look at Emperor Zhang Qing with respect.
The hand Zhang Qingdi showed just now really scared them.
“Zhang Xianyou.” Lu Dongbin didn’t know what to say for a while.
"This cat god is dead, and his man-eating sect will be left to you." Emperor Zhang Qing said to Lu Dongbin.
"It's natural. Zhang Xianyou doesn't need to take action on this trivial matter." Lu Dongbin replied immediately.
Lan Caihe and Zhang Guolao wanted to say something to Emperor Zhang Qing, but Emperor Zhang Qing had no intention of paying attention to them.
And he is now at the end of his strength.
The ultimate move just now is indeed dazzling and powerful, but the damage is very high. Emperor Zhang Qing felt that his remaining mana might not be enough to teleport back to Jin'ao Island.
People say that it is necessary to be on guard against others, so Emperor Zhang Qing naturally would not tell them about this matter.
There is no problem with Lu Dongbin, Han Zhongli, and Tieguai Li, but Emperor Zhang Qing still does not trust the remaining ones.
"Then I'll leave this place to you, and I'll leave!" Emperor Zhang Qing disappeared directly after speaking.
When Zhang Qingdi disappeared completely, Han Xiangzi said with some guilt, "We are afraid that we have really offended this Qingdi."
Lan Caihe said nonchalantly, "If we offend, then Offend him, we are not the same person!”
Zhang Guolao cared about his donkey.
“How can this be so!” Han Zhongli said dissatisfied. "They saved us, and they didn't even say thank you?"
Hearing this, everyone was a little embarrassed, but Lu Dongbin didn't say much.
He planned to find some real fairy wine to send to Emperor Zhang Qing.
It can be seen that others are lacking everything, but I am afraid that I cannot give to those who are truly lacking.
So it is better to send some fairy wine. Thinking of this, Lu Dongbin said a few words to them and disappeared.
As expected, Emperor Zhang Qing did not have enough magic power.
Although he was not unconscious, he still stopped on a hill. Emperor Zhang Qing found a stone and sat down.
Although the God of God has been absorbed, it still needs to be thoroughly refined. Emperor Zhang Qing did not get any of the benefits of this God, and all of them were taken advantage of by the Purple Sky Thunder Seed.
Oh, the Goddess of Heaven and the crocodile skin still belong to Emperor Zhang Qing.
Originally he wanted to adjust his breath here for a while, but Emperor Zhang Qing heard a burst of singing coming from the distance. When the voice got closer, Emperor Zhang Qing saw clearly that it was a little Taoist boy.
This little Taoist boy came singing, and he should be singing the Huangting Sutra.
This Taoist scripture Zhang Qingdi has read, and the only drawback is that it is uncomfortable to sleep on.
When the little Taoist boy passed by Zhang Qingdi, he looked at Zhang Qingdi and asked, "Fairy? Monster?"
"Monster!" Zhang Qingdi thought it was interesting and replied .
The little Daotong didn't expect Zhang Qingdi to answer so simply.
He was really surprised.
The little Taoist boy looked at Emperor Zhang Qing again.
Finally, he hesitated for a while and took out a small gourd from his arms. "I can't see if you have any resentment. Either you are too profound, or you never harm others. Just pretend that you have never harmed others.
This elixir can help you restore some mana. "The little Taoist priest said with a smile.
Without waiting for Emperor Zhang Qing to refuse, he put the elixir in Emperor Zhang Qing's hand.
Of course Emperor Zhang Qing would not eat this Things of unknown origin, but Mr. Qingdi doesn’t like to owe people karma, so he took out a spiritual fruit.
The little Taoist boy’s eyes widened, “Oh, it seems that the little Taoist is being smart. .
My elixir is not worth one ten thousandth of your fruit. ”
After a while of pushing and shoving, they finally exchanged.
The sun was shining brightly at this time, and the little Taoist boy stopped and said, "How long do you need to sit here?"
"I will leave before noon." Zhang Qingdi had already recovered more than half of his body. Mana.
“Oh.” The little Taoist priest picked a lot of banana leaves from elsewhere.
He built a simple plantain pavilion for Emperor Zhang Qing. The little Taoist bowed to Emperor Zhang Qing and then turned and left.
Emperor Zhang Qing thought the little Taoist priest was interesting, so he didn't leave in a hurry. He planned to ask the little Taoist priest if he had a master next time.
As a result, there was a sudden heavy rain, and the banana leaves that shaded the sun were beaten to pieces by the rain.
The rain will naturally not wet Emperor Zhang Qing.
The heavy rain actually lasted for an hour, and then slowly stopped. Emperor Zhang Qing restored the banana leaf to its original shape. He planned to wait for the little Taoist boy to come and praise him.
After waiting for a long time, the Taoist boy did not come back.
Zhang Qingdi had no choice but to use his half-assed deduction and calculate it once.
The result of this deduction made Emperor Zhang Qing stunned.
Because this result shows that the little Taoist boy is dead...
Although Emperor Zhang Qing is not good at reading faces, he can still read luck and so on. There are bursts of purple energy on the little Taoist boy's head, how can he be short-lived?
At this time, Zhang Qingdi's magic power was fully restored. He thought about it and walked down the mountain.
When we got to the foot of the mountain, we saw a raging river.
It should be because of the heavy rain just now, the river water has not calmed down yet.
At this time Zhang Qingdi heard a burst of crying.
“Little Taoist Master!”
“Taoist Master!”
Emperor Zhang Qing followed the sound and saw a group of people crying around a corpse.
The body is that of Xiao Daotong.
Emperor Zhang Qing stepped forward and took a look. The body was already cold and it was too late to save him.
"Why are you crying for him?" Emperor Zhang Qing asked.
These villagers were a little angry when they heard this, but after seeing Emperor Zhang Qing's appearance clearly, they restrained their anger.
"This little Taoist priest died because he saved us."
"Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo...
Zhang Qingdi was irritated by their quarrel and said impatiently, "Tell me carefully, but if anyone cries again, I will throw him into the river!"
Kneeling at the end The man in front said, "We are villagers here, and this little Taoist priest is a Taoist priest on the mountain."
"Tell me something I can't tell at a glance!" Zhang Qingdi said angrily.
“Our village is built along the river, but this year, whenever there is heavy rain, the river will flood our village.
Our ancestors have lived here for generations, so we don’t want to leave.
The little Taoist leader is kind-hearted. He said that there should be a tombstone in this river before, but it was washed away over the years. He said that he would help us get a tombstone and put it at the bottom of the river, so that the river would no longer exist. That's it.
Originally, he said it was a sunny day and it was just the right time to put the things in. It started to rain as soon as Erniu got into the river, and the director of the trail also jumped into the water to save Erniu.
I didn’t expect him to be drowned in the river after saving Er Niu.”
Emperor Zhang Qing frowned slightly after hearing this.
He thought for a moment and then turned around and went up the mountain. Passing by the banana leaf picked by the little Taoist boy, Zhang Qingdi took a banana leaf.
He turned to the little Taoist boy who was all wet but showed no resentment on his face and said, "Take it up, this thing can really help you shade from the sun.
But I suggest you first Go and rest in my little banner for a few days.
At least you will be able to speak, unlike now where you just talk nonsense. ”
This is the soul of the little Taoist boy.
Just now Emperor Zhang Qing found the soul of this little Taoist boy and put away his soul.
This little Taoist boy has a very ghostly mouth. What he is saying is nonsense. Emperor Zhang Qing really can't understand it.
So he called Xiaoman.
As soon as Xiaoman came out, he was wearing the emperor's dragon robe.
On the dragon robe is a candle with nine yin winding around a bell mountain, and there is a calamity cloud around it.
"Are you changing your clothes again?"
"Does it look good?" Xiaoman asked expectantly.
“Not bad!” Emperor Zhang Qing nodded.
The little Taoist boy looked calm when he saw Xiao Man, which surprised both Emperor Zhang Qing and Xiao Man.
Xiao Man stretched out his hand, originally thinking of dispelling the ghost energy from the little Taoist boy. As soon as her magic touched the little Taoist boy's soul, she pulled her hand back as if she was electrocuted.
Emperor Zhang Qing looked carefully and saw that there was thunder in the soul of this little boy! (End of this chapter)