Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 236: Fuck Him! I Know This
Tianyun Magic Golden Box.
This is Xiao Jin’s full name, Tianyun is his previous master.
The Phantom Gold Box is an innate spiritual treasure that contains thirty innate Taoist prohibitions. It always contains infinite light. Once it is emitted, it is unpredictable and extremely powerful.
If it weren't for the help of the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array and the Five Elements Heavenly Sword Killing Array, Mingyu would have to work harder to capture Taoist Tianyun.
"From today on, you will be called Yin-Yang Phantom Gold Box, and help me maintain the Yin-Yang Sword in the future." After Mingyu refined the twenty-four innate Taoist prohibitions in the spiritual treasure space, he stopped.
The subsequent six Taoist prohibitions are the fundamental laws of this treasure. Even if you open yourself up to contemplation, it will still take a relatively long time to refine them. Now that you have already subdued the spirit of the weapon, there is no need to rush.
"Master, you really let me be a sword box..." Xiao Jin started to hesitate again.
He had no objection to changing his name. His original name was Huan Jin Xie, and it was just an extra prefix, which was no big deal.
Before Tianyun, he was also known as the Magic Golden Box of Divine Light, the Magic Golden Box of Flowing Clouds, and the Magic Golden Box of Daowen...
This is not a problem for Lingbao, whose previous masters all died before him.
But Mingyu asked him to use it as a sword box to keep his sword, which Xiao Jin found hard to accept.
They are all innate spiritual treasures, so how could they be willing to serve as foils for each other? And when he knew that the Yin-Yang Sword was acquired and against the innate, Xiao Jin became even more unhappy.
There is also a chain of contempt among Lingbao!
"Oh, you're still complaining?" Mingyu pointed at Xiao Jin and said with a smile, "Then talk to his two brothers. As long as you win, everything will be fine."
Holding the sword seal in his hand, Mingyu summoned the spirit of the Yin-Yang Sword.
"Owner!"
Two young men, one in black and one in white, saluted Mingyu.
Mingyu nodded slightly and pursed her lips at Xiaojin, "Here, I found a sword box for you, but unfortunately people are reluctant to use it and dislike you two brothers. So, you guys can do whatever you want."
The two brothers looked at each other, then laughed at the same time and bowed, "Yes!"
Then, the sword spirit turned and looked at Xiao Jin.
The sword spirit in white was gentle and said to the young man in golden robe with a smile: "Please teach me!"
The black-clothed sword spirit had a stern face, raised his chin high, put on an arrogant attitude, snorted, and said arrogantly: "It is a blessing for you to serve as a sword case for us two brothers, don't be ungrateful!
You know, since we started, whoever we kill has died, and whoever we attack surrenders. All of our peers in the prehistoric world are terrified when they see us...
Ouch! Bai, what are you doing? "
Before the black-clothed sword spirit could finish his words, the white-clothed sword spirit slapped him on the back of his head. He frowned and said, "Don't brag!"
“Ahem~~”
Shocked, the black-clothed sword spirit used a tactical cough!
But he still looked at Xiao Jin proudly: "Anyway, even your previous master was killed by my brother and me, how dare you look down on us?"
Xiao Jin was really pissed off when he saw the black-clothed sword spirit, whose height was not even up to his chin, talking nonsense and even bringing up his dead master.
When he thought about the fact that he would have to live with the sword spirit for a long time in the future, he felt overwhelmed!
"Little brats, use whatever skills you have. I promise I will be ruthlessly gentle!" Xiao Jin bared his big white teeth in a cruel smile.
"Hmph! Bai, come on, kill him! I'm going to make sure he can't walk for 30,000 years!" the black-clothed sword spirit said viciously, and joined forces with the white-clothed sword spirit to kill him.
Suddenly, the spiritual treasure space was filled with sword energy, colorful clouds, and bloody rain confronting the yin and yang of heaven and earth.
Oh, look, Xiao Jin used the infinite golden light!
The black-clothed sword spirit struck back with the God-Slaying Sword, slashing straight through the golden light.
At this time, Xiao Jin used tactical movement and moved sideways into the void.
However, all this had been seen by the white-clothed sword spirit who had been waiting for an opportunity. He raised his hand and swung the God-Slaying Sword again, forcing Xiao Jin out.
Xiao Jin used the Seven Killing Rainbow Light.
The sword of slaying gods is at your service!
Xiao Jin used the Nightmare Light.
The sword of slaying gods is at your service!
Xiao Jin used the Divine Light of Extinction!
The sword of slaying gods is at your service!
Xiao Jin... Xiao Jin was so angry that he yelled, "If you have the guts, try another tactic!"
"Okay!" The two brothers answered in unison, then raised their hands and drew out the Soul-Slaying Sword , which was specifically designed to defeat spirits!
"I..." Xiao Jin felt extremely aggrieved. He was beaten so badly that he had to hide here and there, looking extremely miserable.
Mingyu shook her head and exited the Lingbao space.
The Phantom Gold Box has been contaminated with the energy of yin and yang, and the sword spirit can use more means, but the Sword of Beheading Gods and Souls is the most practical. It is a natural nemesis of the weapon spirit, which has no entity. It would be impossible for Xiao Jin to win.
South Gate of Heaven.
It was made of deep green colored glaze and bright precious jade. On both sides stood dozens of demon generals who guarded the heavens, each of them supporting the beams and leaning against the pillars, holding axe and a pennant. Below them were hundreds of gods in golden armor, each holding a halberd, a whip, a knife or a sword.
In secret, there are ten nets of heaven and earth sealing off the space, and in the open, the demon commander and demon lord are leading 50,000 heavenly soldiers to form an array here.
Not only here, but also the three gates of heaven in the east, west and north are heavily guarded. The Heaven Court is sharpening its swords, preparing to accumulate some trump cards to attack the East Sea Immortal Realm, while also carefully arranging the battle array just in case.
Even the Zhoutian Star Gods all performed their duties after the banquet, ready to fully activate the Zhoutian Star Fighting Array at any moment.
Emperor Donghua said that he would wait for the Heavenly Court to go to the decisive battle, but no one in Heavenly Court, from the emperor to the little demon, would choose to believe his lies. This old scoundrel is jumping up and down, and who knows what big move he is preparing to make the Heavenly Court suffer. We have to be on guard.
"Master Lingzun, what are you doing?"
The one guarding the South Heaven Gate today is Ji Meng, one of the ten demon generals. He is tall, holding two innate gilded hammers, and the animal-head armor on his body further highlights Ji Meng's mighty aura.
"Ji Meng, I'm fine. I'm refining spiritual treasures." Mingyu greeted the heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the South Gate of Heaven very casually.
Since Xiao Jin wants to fight for freedom, it is still fighting hard even when it is at a disadvantage. The battle in the Lingbao space has reached a white-hot stage, and the Yin-Yang Fantasy Gold Box in Mingyu's hand bursts out with extremely strong murderous aura.
The murderous aura was so strong that as soon as Mingyu stepped out of the South Heaven Gate, it triggered the alarm of the formation. Ji Meng even thought that Mingyu was going to cause trouble for someone!
"Oh, is this it!" He glanced at the box in his hand, and it was obvious that Ji Meng did not believe Mingyu's words.
Mingyu didn't intend to explain. He just chatted with the heavenly soldiers and generals for a few minutes, encouraged them, and then left with big strides.
"Was that the Spirit Lord just now?" a heavenly soldier asked his companion quietly.
“Guaranteed authenticity!”
"As the rumors say, he is so easygoing. Just now, Master Lingzun patted my shoulder and praised me!"
"That's nothing. Lord Lingzun just shook hands with me!" A heavenly general raised his right hand proudly, then put it down and sniffed.
"Ah~~ Such a rich breath of life really makes the demon intoxicated. I have decided not to wash this hand for ten thousand years!"
"Ugh~~Brother Hu, I can't stand it anymore. Are you a little..."
"How dare you, Little Blackie! How dare you talk to Brother Hu like that? I tell you, this is not only disrespectful to Brother Hu, but also to Lord Lingzun." The third general who spoke just now shouted loudly, then turned to look at Brother Hu.
"Brother Hu, you are more conscious than me. I have to emulate you. I will not wash this shoulder armor for ten thousand years!"
"I just heard the praise from Master Lingzun, and my ears will never be washed for ten thousand years!"
"I was just looked up and down by Master Lingzun. I won't wash my whole body for ten thousand years!"
…
The heavenly soldiers and generals were not willing to be outdone and shouted one after another. Their fanatical appearance made the new heavenly soldier Xiao Heizi seem out of place.
"Do you want to eat fried cakes?" The little black soldier asked a soul-shaking question from the bottom of his heart.
Mingyu, who had not walked far yet, heard the increasingly outrageous and perverted remarks behind him, and suppressed the urge to turn back and kill them with a sword.
Cut through the void and head straight towards the Moon.
…
"Oh, Uncle Mingyu!"
As soon as Mingyu stepped into Taiyin, the little white ball on the laurel tree turned into a stream of light and rushed over .
Feeling a sinking sensation in his arms, Mingyu said jokingly, "Little Twelve is getting heavier. Have you been eating the branches and leaves of the laurel tree again?"
"No, no, that's not the case. Uncle can't accuse Twelve for no reason." The little white rabbit quickly shook her head to deny it, but her ears, which drooped due to guilt, betrayed her.
Mingyu shook her head and stretched out her hand, leaving a mark on the bell on her right ear. Then she pulled her ear and said, "Eat less next time. You won't be able to refine if you eat too much. Got it? Also, don't just eat one branch. Look at that branch. You've plucked it bare."
December secretly glanced at the bare laurel branch with an unnatural look in her eyes, and replied shyly in a low voice: "Little Twelve knows."
Mingyu held the rabbit and came to the laurel tree. She looked at the bare branches and said helplessly, "Fellow Daoist Laurel, you can't spoil Little Twelve too much. She's just greedy. She can't digest . All the essence is wasted. You also..."
Wow~~
It's just some leaves, no problem, no problem.
The laurel danced gracefully, responding to Mingyu.
"Hehe, Aunt Yue is so nice!" The little white rabbit seemed to understand Yuegui's words. Its two drooping ears pulled up and then stood up again, and the little bell made a jingling sound.
Wow~~
Dozens of leaves floated down from the laurel tree, and Emperor December's ruby-like eyes shone brightly, "Mine, mine, all mine!"
She reached out to grab them impatiently, but the little bell on her right ear flashed a white light and swept away dozens of leaves.
"Ah!" December blinked her cute eyes with a confused look. She moved her ears and the little bells made a crisp sound, but she didn't spit out the leaves.
"Wow, damn it, give it back to me, it's mine." December fought with his own spiritual treasure, but the little bell just refused to spit it out.
December was not stupid either. She quickly realized that it was Mingyu's doing. Her long eyelashes trembled and tears welled up in her eyes.
The little guy whined and complained, "Uncle, you bully me!"
"Alright, alright, you little drama queen, don't think you can get away with it. Wait until you have refined the moonlight spiritual energy in your body, and then you can continue to use an appropriate amount from the spiritual treasure. Of course, you have to pass the test I set, and how much you can eat depends entirely on your strength." Mingyu said with a smile, saying things that made Di Shieryue heartbroken.
He came to Taiyin today because he was asked by Chang Xi to be the bad guy.
The Emperor of Heaven can be cruel to his son but dote on his daughter to no end. Chang Xi himself cannot bear to be cruel. Donghuang Taiyi and Queen Xihe are not easy to control. Chang'e is now living a happy life with Houyi, and the demon master has gone into seclusion again.
As for Nuwa, Chang Xi didn't get along well with Nuwa, and Fuxi wasn't very suitable either.
After all the calculations, Mingyu's uncle is the best person to take care of the baby.
Emperor Shiluyue saw that the trick that always worked on his father and mother didn't work on Mingyu, so he rolled his eyes.
"Don't think about it, little guy. As long as you eat a little more, I can take it away from you even if it's at your mouth!" Mingyu knew what she was thinking.
"Okay~~ Just be obedient, Twelve!" Emperor Twelve Yue looked depressed. He was thinking that after Mingyu left, he would ask Aunt Yue to help him solve the problem.
"Oh, by the way, your mother needs to go into seclusion recently. I will stay in Taiyin for a long time. And you have to practice with me." Mingyu said slowly.
"How long will uncle stay?"
"At least five thousand years, at most tens of thousands of years."
"ah?"
"Why, haven't you been asking me to come and play with you? Now that I'm here, why are you not happy?" Mingyu raised his eyebrows and said so.
"Happy, Little Twelve is very happy!" The little white rabbit said insincerely. She had already noticed that something was wrong with Mingyu. She didn't come to play with her at all!
Mingyu took out the Yin-Yang Phantom Gold Sword Box, bowed to the laurel tree, and placed it under the tree.
His second purpose in coming to Taiyin was to comprehend the Great Dao of Taiyin and cultivate his sword. Xiao Jin had been defeated.
"Little Twelve, let's start now. Let me make it clear that crying is useless!" Mingyu smiled horribly.
The little white rabbit huddled in Mingyu's arms and shivered.
She is a little scared~~
…
Yinshan Immortal Division, ever since the demons sneaked into the world and a group of old monsters hidden in the ancient world came out of the mountains, Minghe's heart has been hanging in the air. He has been worried all day long and couldn't even concentrate on his cultivation. He almost went astray.
"Senior Minghe, what are you afraid of with Master Fenghuang here?" The Taoist priest Fengdu comforted Minghe while handling the affairs of the underworld.
"Oh, you don't understand, you don't understand!"
You don’t understand how many traps I have fallen into since I was born!
Minghe walked back and forth in the hall. He felt extremely uneasy and had a feeling that a disaster was about to happen.
To be honest, he thought that the group of old guys who set a trap for him had either died or left the ancient world like some of the ancestors.
Unexpectedly, they are still alive!
There are quite a lot of people!
Ever since that group of old guys popped up one by one, Minghe felt that the lines of cause and effect within himself were becoming tighter and tighter, and were about to strangle him.
"No, no, this can't go on. I have to hide." Minghe made up his mind and found a place to avoid disaster.
So he gritted his teeth and took out a pitch-black bowl from his sleeve.
The Fengdu Taoist's eyelids jumped, "Senior, you just jumped out from the ancestor, and now you plan to jump back?"
"If you want to avoid trouble from those who dig holes, the best way is to find the biggest hole and then jump in and stay there!" Minghe taught the Fengdu Taoist in the tone of an experienced person.
I don’t have any other skills, but my ability to save my life is definitely not to be underestimated.
Otherwise, after falling into so many traps, how could Minghe still be alive?
"I just don't believe that you old bastards can be immortal. The worst that can happen is that you will stay in the sea of blood and not come out. I will wait until you die!"
Minghe cast a spell on the black bowl, and soon soup bubbled up from the bottom of the bowl. Youmeng's enchanting face was reflected in the bowl.
"What do you want from me~~" You Meng's every frown and smile is fascinating.
The Styx turned a blind eye to this.
He slowly opened his mouth and said, "Grandmaster, I suddenly remembered that the bowl of soup you made earlier was so unpalatable. It was even more unpalatable than the foulest blood in my sea of blood. I really don't know how you made it."
hiss~~
The Taoist priest from Fengdu took a deep breath and looked at the Styx with fear and trepidation. Is this crazy?
Sure enough, Youmeng's face darkened instantly, and she shouted sternly: "Minghe, do you want to die?!"
But Minghe was not afraid at all, "What I'm saying is, if you can't do it, don't try to be brave. You are not suitable for making soup at all!"
"Asshole!"
Even though there were many layers of space between them, the Taoist priest from Fengdu could still feel Youmeng's rage.
"Ancestor, you...?"
Minghe was still trying to break free, but Youmeng stretched out her pale nails and dragged him from the bowl into the underworld...
“Done!”
Before leaving, Minghe made a victory gesture to the Fengdu Taoist and walked away in a very cool manner.
“What a man!”
The Taoist priest from Fengdu looked at the gradually disappearing bowl and felt deeply moved.
