Volume 2: The Great Tribulation of the Lich Chapter 373 Duobao: Brother, is it too late for me to regret now?
Mingyu left Tanggu and went straight to Zizhi Cliff.
He came to return the sword.
Compared to the grand occasion when the saints preached, the Jin'ao Island is now a little deserted. Except for some core disciples from the inner and outer sects of the Jiejiao, the rest have dispersed.
Ten thousand immortals dispersed, but their luck did not disperse. Ever since these immortals came to Jin'ao Island to listen to the saint's teachings, a huge luck has been condensed on Zizhi Cliff and in Biyou Palace. It may be because the disciples of Jiejiao are of mixed quality, so although this luck is huge, it is not that pure, and even a little mixed.
Fortunately, the leader used thirty-six Dinghai Pearls and a picture of ten thousand immortals to suppress the huge and complex luck, so that it would not be wasted.
With this huge energy as support, the future of Jiejiao will be able to make great progress. If Master Tongtian can be ruthless and streamline the personnel within Jiejiao, even if it is only to screen out unqualified disciples, the future of Jiejiao will be even brighter.
"What a pity! If the leader could do this, he wouldn't be Tongtian!"
Intercept the Dao, intercept the Dao, if you intercept it, you will earn money. The saint accepts the ten thousand immortals, which is the saint's interception of the Dao. Ten thousand immortals worship the saints, which is also the interception of the Dao of ten thousand immortals. Let Tongtian give up his disciples, which is against his own Dao.
How is this possible?
Mingyu strolled along Jin'ao Island, where the grass was green and the orchids were fragrant, deer were calling, cranes were flying, and the colorful mist was hazy. It was a peaceful place. There were immortals, some riding on blue clouds, some standing with long swords on their backs, some chatting and laughing, and some hanging gourds from their waists and getting drunk.
Here a few disciples were telling fortunes with star chips, there a few Taoists were holding black flags and performing formations, and there were a few immortals using talismans and precious seals to compete with each other; occasionally a few people were seen discussing Taoism under a tree, and another was seen Taoists sitting quietly by the river. They were all in groups, sharing the same ideals and enjoying themselves.
Some people saw Mingyu and felt that she looked familiar, but their memories were vague and they really couldn't remember where she was. In the end, they smiled at Mingyu, or nodded, or bowed their heads, which was a greeting.
Mingyu nodded and returned the greetings one by one. He did not act like a superior. He quite liked this kind of free and easy environment, traveling with the Tao and having fun with friends. It was very good. What's more, in terms of seniority, these were all his junior fellow apprentices.
Before Mingyu reached Zizhi Cliff, a Taoist priest in a linen robe, sword shoes, with wide sleeves, and walking like a dragon and a tiger came towards him.
"Hello, senior brother!" Duobao bowed.
Mingyu asked, "The leader hasn't returned yet?"
Duobao shook his head: "Master went to discuss Taoism with the elder a few days ago and has not returned yet."
"Hasn't returned yet?"
“He hasn’t returned yet!”
Mingyu looked up at the sky, pondered for a moment, and suddenly smiled and said, "That's good."
After saying this, he turned and left.
Leaving now?
Duobao was stunned for a moment, then quickly caught up and stopped Mingyu. He reminded him indirectly: "Brother, have you forgotten something?"
Mingyu asked with a smile, "What did you forget?"
"Sword!"
Seeing that Mingyu seemed to want to renege on his debt, Duobao could not help but get anxious: "Before leaving, Master told me that if Senior Brother came here, it must be to return the Xianjian Sword, and told me to entertain him well!"
Mingyu asked again: "Did Master Uncle tell me that I must keep the Xianjian Sword?"
Duobao thought about it , shook his head and replied, "That's not the case."
"Did Master ask you to temporarily take possession of the Xianjian Sword?"
“Never…”
"That's it!"
"But……"
"There is no but. Since Master Uncle didn't say anything, it means he has tacitly agreed. I will use the Xianjian Sword for a while and return it to you when the time comes!"
Tongtian still hasn't returned at this time, which means he is probably blocking the Queen outside the sky. If she returns the sword now, what will the Queen do if a fight really breaks out against the leader who has the Four Swords of Zhu Xian?
No, no, let’s put it off for now. Whoever wants to pay it back can pay it back. I borrowed it based on my ability. Let me use it first!
Mingyu walked away lightly, leaving Duobao dumbfounded.
"Brother, if you're not going to return the sword, what are you doing here?!" Duobao looked at Mingyu's receding back, feeling quite depressed and as if he was being made fun of.
"Come over to find you!"
Yin and Yang suddenly appeared, Mingyu came back and left. Duobao felt his shoulders sink, and when he tilted his head, he saw Mingyu's extremely handsome face.
Duobao was startled, his face full of black lines. He asked speechlessly: "Brother, you'd better be okay..."
"Of course!"
Mingyu smiled brightly and said, "I have something I would like to ask Junior Brother for help."
Duobao felt alarmed and looked at Mingyu with a defensive look in his eyes. He replied, "I suddenly remembered that I still have a magic treasure to be sacrificed. Brother, please ask for help from someone else!"
Mingyu held his shoulders tightly, took out the Xianjian Sword, and waved it in front of Duobao, "Don't worry, there will be a reward!"
Duobao curled his lips and said: "This is my Jiejiao treasure. I am a Jiejiao immortal. Brother, you want to use it as a reward?"
Mingyu shook her head, "That's not the case, I just need you to take this sword and accompany me to a place!"
"I'm holding the Xianjian Sword?" Duobao asked in confusion.
"Yes, aren't you curious about what I'm going to do with the Jiejiao Xianjian Sword? Don't you want to help your master get the Xianjian Sword back?" Mingyu's tone was very gentle and quite seductive.
Duobao focused his mind on the altar, unmoved: "I'm not curious, I don't want to take it! Brother borrowed it based on his ability, you can take it anywhere and do anything with it, that's what Master cares about, I can't control it, and I don't want to control it.
As for helping Master get back the Xian Xian Sword, there is no need to rush. I don’t believe that Senior Brother has the guts to not return the sword!”
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Mingyu couldn't help but smile, but after hearing the second half, her face turned a little dark, even though Duobao was telling the truth.
He unconsciously put a little more force on Duobao's shoulder, causing his face to twist for a moment: "After this is done, I will give you an innate spiritual treasure!"
Duobao's eyes lit up, then he drooped his eyelids again: "No!"
"Middle quality!"
"I'll think about it..."
He was somewhat tempted.
Seeing this, Mingyu raised the corner of her mouth: "It is likely that I can earn a lot of merit!"
A lot of merit?!
Taoist Duobao immediately put on a smile, held Mingyu's hand affectionately, looked at him with burning eyes, and said solemnly:
"Master usually teaches us to value fellowship and asks disciples to help each other and share difficulties. Every time I hear this, I feel deeply moved. Today, Senior Brother is in trouble. I am not talented, but I am willing to help him and do my best!"
These words came from the bottom of his heart and were so genuine that Mingyu was deeply moved.
"Junior brother is thoughtful!"
"No, no, it's my duty as a junior brother to help you solve your problems!" Taoist Duobao said with a smile.
He is being friendly and respectful to his brothers, not doing this for merit!
"By the way, Senior Brother, is your trouble serious? Do you need me to gather fellow disciples to help you?"
As the eldest senior brother of Jiejiao, he can't miss the opportunity to seek benefits for his fellow brothers and sisters!
Mingyu's eyes narrowed into slits, and she smiled like a fox: "It's not okay if your cultivation is too low, it has to be at least Taiyi!"
" Really? That's a pity." Duobao thought to himself. Among the current Jiejiao immortals, there are not many who are ranked at Taiyi. Besides, no one knows how dangerous they are. Since Mingyu wants a Taiyi cultivator, it would be difficult to bring someone who has just entered Taiyi with him.
Having made up his mind, Duobao decided to bring the inner disciples with him.
"By the way, senior brother, where are we going?" Duobao asked while transmitting a message to Gui Ling and others.
Mingyu whispered two words: "Demon Realm!"
What?!
Duobao's head was buzzing.
He stared at Mingyu with his mouth wide open, and tremblingly said, "Brother, is it too late for me to regret now?"
Duobao felt that he had agreed too hastily!
The key is that he has already called on the Turtle Spirit Mother and others...
Junior brothers and sisters, I am so sorry for you!
