Chapter 338 Notre Dame Killer! I don't know the rules
The three old men came hand in hand to the grand gathering. They bowed their hands to the Jade Emperor and said, "I have met His Majesty the Jade Emperor."
The Jade Emperor hurriedly stood up to greet him, giving him enough face.
"No gifts, no gifts."
The three Taoists nodded, their faces were calm and the wind was gentle, they looked like immortals, their leisurely demeanor was admirable.
"Ha! Who did I think it was? It turned out to be my defeated general!"
At this time, a very sudden voice sounded. The speaker was Yun Xiao, who looked at the three Taoists with a sarcastic look, as if they were having a big problem.
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of the gods present suddenly became extremely wonderful, and some of them could no longer hold their nerves.
These three Taoists are the second generation disciples of Chanjiao, three of the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Guangchengzi, Huanglongzhenren and Taiyizhenren.
During the Conferred God Period, the hatred between the Twelve Golden Immortals and Sanxiao was not small. It can be said that the enemies were extremely jealous when they met.
"Yunxiao! Are you still immersed in the past? I'm afraid you are not qualified to say such things to me now."
Guangchengzi glanced at Yunxiao and said with a smile, neither angry nor annoyed, very calm and composed.
Yunxiao has been suppressed at Qilin Cliff for so many years, and now he is afraid that his cultivation has not fully recovered.
On the other hand, after conferring the title of God to measure the calamity, they received a part of the merit and their cultivation level improved further.
The gap suddenly widened too much.
After saying this, the gods nodded silently, feeling that what they said made sense.
Guangchengzi was the first of the Twelve Golden Immortals and was deeply favored by Yuanshi Tianzun.
In the Conferred Gods Battle, his appearance rate was very high, and he was one of the few second-generation disciples of Chanjiao who had the upper hand.
The famous brick master and the Madonna Killer.
In the Battle of the Gods, there were a total of five Holy Mothers. He killed two of them by himself and restored one to his original form.
The Holy Mother of Golden Light and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit died in his hands one after another, and the Holy Mother of Turtle Spirit was beaten back to her original form by him.
In the Zhuxian Sword Formation, he also used the Heaven-turning Seal to knock over Taoist Duobao.
It can be said that his achievements are brilliant, and among the second generation disciples of Chanjiao, no one can match him.
Judging from the current situation, he is also the one with the highest cultivation level among the Twelve Golden Immortals.
"Haha, I used to be able to beat you up, but now I can do the same!"
Yunxiao's face was covered with frost, and his eyes were cold as he said.
"Fellow Taoist Yunxiao, after all these years, don't you have any regrets?"
The old man in yellow next to Guangchengzi spoke and said with a smile, looking a little honest and enthusiastic.
Huanglong Zhenren is the third among the twelve golden immortals.
He has no treasures and no apprentices. He can be said to be the most miserable one among the Twelve Golden Immortals.
Similarly, in the Battle of the Gods, the record was basically the worst.
Strictly speaking, there is no record at all, they are all negative.
This is a warm-hearted and good old man.
He arrived early for every battle, and came to help twice when Zhou troops were collectively poisoned.
But because of this, he met the worst end. He was beaten by Zhao Gongming, chased by Lu Yue, and even plotted by Ma Sui to put a tight curse on him. Before Sun Wukong was born, he enjoyed this treatment in advance.
When encountering a murderous calamity, one has to rely on one's nephews Yang Jian and Nezha to come to the rescue, which is quite a miracle.
In today's grand event, he took the lead again and did his part.
Whenever there is something going on in Chanjiao, his presence will be indispensable.
"I do regret it. I regret not cutting off your heads instead of smallpox." Yun Xiao sneered and said.
"Two senior brothers, there is no need to talk to her." The third Taoist, Master Taiyi, swept the whisk and tried to persuade the two senior brothers.
Taiyi Zhenren ranks fifth and has many magic weapons. He is the most special one among the Twelve Golden Immortals.
He is especially protective of his shortcomings, even to the point of being unreasonable, which is very similar to Yuanshi Tianzun.
He once guided his apprentices to beat people, helped his apprentices to kill people, taught his apprentices to harm others, secretly instructed his apprentices to commit suicide, inspired his apprentices to kill their fathers, and secretly invited people from the same sect to subdue his apprentices in order to weaken his character.
His way of thinking is almost that of the devil.
Part of the reason for coming to this event is because of Master Taiyi.
I think that the art of alchemy is only under that of the Supreme Lord. I heard that the first alchemy ceremony in the three realms was held. How could I not come?
There is another important reason, which is to test the birth of Chanjiao. Jiejiao has been re-established, so how can we leave out Chanjiao.
This is naturally what Yuanshi Tianzun meant.
"You three, since you are here to attend the alchemy meeting, please take your seats."
Master Yao said calmly, without giving him a good look.
"This must be Master Yao, haha... Master Yao's method of alchemy is really exciting."
Guangchengzi stroked his beard, and the old god said in a calm voice. He seemed not to have heard Master Yao's words, and looked down at the person in front of him.
As the head of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, this is his instinctive arrogance.
"Looking forward to it? If you look forward to it, just hurry up and find a place to wait. Can you stand here to see me?"
Before Master Yao could speak, Ao Lie spoke first and gave him a critical blow. Now he had completed a major transformation, his confidence was bursting, and along with it, his temper also became louder.
I have long been unhappy with these three people. They are pretending to be coquettish to no end. They are not aware of it at all and do not understand what moderation is. Are you not looking for scolding?
"Presumptuous! Who are you?" Guang Chengzi's face changed slightly and he scolded sternly. When he saw the dragon horns on Ao Lie's head, he almost laughed in anger.
How dare a dragon who is only worthy of dining table speak to him like this?
It seems that because he has not been born for so many years, some species have really expanded.
Ao Lie raised his head high because he found that Master Yao had already cast an approving look at him.
"I am the Emperor of the Dragon Clan, the White Dragon…Emperor!"
He improvised and turned the king into an emperor, inspired by the human emperor and the demon emperor.
"Dragon Emperor? Haha... I will remember you." Guang Chengzi chuckled and took a deep look at Ao Lie, not missing his anger.
Immediately, he took Master Huanglong and Master Taiyi to find a place to sit down.
He could feel that if he continued to entangle himself, he might arouse public anger.
Guangchengzi glanced at Yunxiao, raised his hand and cast a spell to create three futons, hoping to sit on equal footing.
Just as the three brothers were about to sit down, an unruly scolding sounded.
"How presumptuous! Are you worthy of being on an equal footing with me?"
It was Lu Ya who spoke. As he spoke, he scattered the futon with a wave of his hand. The terrifying aura made the expressions of the three brothers change.
The breath was fleeting, but it made most of the gods present tremble with fear and horror.
"You..." Guang Chengzi was furious and looked directly at Lu Ya, his eyes about to burst into flames.
humiliation!
Huge humiliation!
Yunxiao is also on an equal footing, so why is he targeting them only?
"Very good, Lu Ya, I will remember you."
Guangchengzi said another harsh word and endured it.
Although he was also a quasi-sage, facing Lu Ya, he had no chance of winning.
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"Okay, everyone has been waiting for a long time. The three Taoist friends are new here and don't understand the rules. I apologize on their behalf."
Master Yao stood up and continued to host the grand meeting.
When the three immortals of Chanjiao heard this, they were so angry that they almost spit out a mouthful of old blood.