Honghuang: Rebirth of Lingzhu, I am the leader of the West

A gentleman can be killed but not humiliated.

Huang Long Zhenren not only represents him, but also represents the Chan Sect.

Zhao Gongming's action angered the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, and even the Nan Ji Xian Weng was really angry.

That night, dark clouds covered the moon.

The Chan Sect's immortal soldiers were divided into two groups. Guang Chengzi and others were responsible for attacking the merchant camp at night to attract the attention of Zhao Gongming and other immortals. Nan Ji Xian Weng personally went out to rescue Huang Long Zhenren.

This strategy of making a feint to the east and attacking the west really worked. Huang Long Zhenren was successfully rescued. Although Zhao Gongming was surprised, he felt that it was natural. If the Chan Sect's Golden Immortal didn't even have this ability, it would be too unworthy of the reputation, and it would be impossible for him to cultivate into a Daluo Golden Immortal.

Lingtai Mountain, in the pavilion.

Mo Yan continued with a cup of tea and tasted a bite of the spiritual fruit. He watched with relish, which was different from the story in his previous life.

Huang Long Zhenren was not rescued by Yang Jian with the help of the transformation technique. After all, he was only a Taiyi Jinxian. No matter how mysterious the transformation technique was, it could only make him invincible in the realm of Taiyi Jinxian. How could it be hidden from the perception of Zhao Gongming, a Daluo Jinxian?

The next morning, Black Tiger walked lightly and steadily. Zhao Gongming challenged him again. This time, Nan Ji Xian Weng went to the battle directly, holding the innate top-grade spiritual treasure dragon head crutch, and fought with Zhao Gongming.

The purple lightning hammer and the dragon head crutch collided violently.

There were lightning and thunder in the sky, and thousands of clear lights.

Under the blessing of the thunder law, thousands of purple lightnings evolved into countless purple snakes. As their ten-thousand-foot bodies wandered, they surrounded and killed the dragon head crutch that had turned into a thirty-thousand-foot dragon.

Nanji Xianweng mainly cultivates the Way of Longevity and Blessings, and is not good at fighting. He can fight Zhao Gongming on equal terms temporarily, all because his realm is one level higher, he is already a quasi-saint, and he is proficient in the magical power of mediation and creation. He adds this magical power to the dragon head crutch to increase the spirituality of the dragon.

In the battle of spiritual treasures, they are temporarily evenly matched.

But in other aspects, Nanji Xianweng is somewhat inferior. When Zhao Gongming holds the golden whip and advances, he wants to fight Nanji Xianweng in close combat.

The latter specializes in magical powers and spells, and is not good at physical body and fighting. Facing the powerful Zhao Gongming, he is ready for battle. The black crane Taoist robe on his body shines with brilliant fairy light, and the fairy crane on his clothes dances gracefully. The unique magical power of the Chan Sect on his head, the Qingyun Golden Lamp, shines brightly, and the power is strong enough to be compared with the innate top-grade spiritual treasure.

The golden whip was swung out, and the golden lamp was as bright as the sun.

On Lingtai Mountain, Mo Yan walked out of the pavilion, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked up at the sky. His eyes were deep, piercing through the void, and fell on the battlefield of Xiqi. Seeing Zhao Gongming gradually gaining the upper hand as time went by, Mo Yan was not surprised.

Zhao Gongming practiced both magic and body, and had no shortcomings. Although he had not advanced to the quasi-saint, he had comprehended the true meaning of quasi-saint, and his combat power was catching up with some of the initial quasi-saints who were not good at fighting.

Although Nanji Xianweng had a high level of cultivation, he had his own strengths and weaknesses. He was far ahead in the avenues of life, happiness and longevity, and was the best among the second-generation disciples of the three religions of the Eastern Xuanmen, but he was not good enough in fighting.

And his shortcomings were obvious. His role was positioned as a magician. His quasi-saint body was weaker than Zhao Gongming, and only a few points stronger than the ordinary Daluo Jinxian.=, defeat is a matter of time.

When Nanji Xianweng was at a disadvantage, Zhao Gongming's momentum was strong, and his aura was floating. He could advance to the quasi-saint at any time.

The twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect joined forces to repel Zhao Gongming.

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In the reed hut in Xiqi.

The Nanji Xianweng and the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect looked ugly and the atmosphere was depressed. Who could have thought that Zhao Gongming was so powerful that even the Nanji Xianweng was at a disadvantage and could not match him.

"Zhao Gongming is fierce and terrifying. We cannot defeat him. I wonder which Taoist friend has a way to defeat him?"

Nanji Xianweng spoke. He had an open mind, could take it or leave it, and knew the importance of things. He quickly accepted the fact that he was defeated, cheered up, and took charge of the overall situation.

The twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect were silent. They were racking their brains, thinking hard, and thinking about solutions.

After a long time, Guangchengzi spoke.

"It is indeed powerful to cultivate both the Dharma and the body, but all things are interdependent, each has its own advantages and disadvantages, and all have their own mistakes. Dharma is Qi, the body is the essence, and the spirit is the primordial spirit. Perhaps Zhao Gongming's primordial spirit is not deep enough."

"If we use the great magical power of the nail head and seven arrows in the thirty-six methods of Tiangang to deal with Zhao Gongming, perhaps we can make him fall, fulfill his fate, be listed as a god, and benefit all spirits in the future."

This suggestion was unanimously agreed by all the immortals of the Chan Sect.

Guangchengzi immediately went down to prepare. At the same time, other Chan Sect Golden Immortals also temporarily left Xiqi to look for Xuanmen Immortals who are proficient in this way.

After all, Zhao Gongming is a peak Daluo Golden Immortal. If you want to curse him, you need the joint efforts of all immortals.

Zhao Gongming challenged for seven days, and the South Pole Immortal delayed for seven days.

Seven days later, Zhao Gongming was furious and was about to leave when the immortals of the Chan sect finally finished their arrangements.

Jiang Ziya was the one who presided over the Conferred Gods. During the period of the killing of immortals, he was destined to be with the heavens. Even if he died, he could turn misfortune into good fortune, come back to life, and have great luck.

He was most suitable to worship the scarecrow engraved with Zhao Gongming's details and breath, without fear of the backlash of the Golden Immortal at the peak of Daluo.

Around the altar, immortals stood in a forest, performing various curses and blessing the Seven Arrows of the Nail Head.

They were all Xuanmen immortals close to the Chan sect, with cultivation ranging from Golden Immortal to Taiyi. They accepted the invitation of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan sect and came to help.

As Jiang Ziya worshipped, Zhao Gongming's soul was suddenly covered with a layer of fierce light. At first, it was not obvious, silent, and he was unaware of it. It was not until a few days later that Zhao Gongming realized that something was wrong, but it was too late. His soul was dim and he was drowsy and difficult to wake up.

Seeing this, Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi were immediately anxious. (To read the novel, go to Fulu Novel Network!)

Leave one person to protect the master, and the other flew to the Three Immortal Islands in the East China Sea to ask for help from the Three Heavenly Masters.

At the same time, after feeling Zhao Gongming's breath gradually weakening through the scarecrow, Guangchengzi's mouth corners rose.

Moyan was also surprised by this result. After careful consideration, he felt that Guangchengzi's mastery of the Seven Arrows Book was unexpected but reasonable.

Because he collected half of Mount Buzhou,The leader of the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect naturally lost his acquired treasure, the Heaven-turning Seal. In this case, in order to enhance his own strength, Guang Chengzi focused on the innate top-grade spiritual treasure, the Luopo Bell, and the Yin-Yang Sword Dao in his hand.

The Seven Arrows of the Nail Head is mysterious and unpredictable. It complements the great supernatural power of the Yuanshen and the Luopo Bell. When practiced to perfection, the power is even more terrifying when superimposed. Guang Chengzi will naturally not miss it.

Zhao Gongming then took the old path in the story of his previous life.

Seeing that the eldest brother of the Jie sect's outer sect was about to die, Mo Yan waved his sleeves to open a space channel, took out the innate top-grade spiritual treasure, the Pure Bell, from the Yuanshen, and sent it in.

In the Dashang military camp, Chen Jiugong suddenly fell asleep.

A space vortex appeared above Zhao Gongming's head, with a green light flashing. The Pure Bell temporarily sank into Zhao Gongming's Niwan Palace Yuanshen to resist the magic of the Seven Arrows Book. Later, Zhao Gongming was sucked into the vortex. When Chen Jiugong woke up, he only saw a line of words floating in the void, saying that Zhao Gongming had escaped death and was taken away for treatment.

ps: After rushing, I finally caught up with the third update! .