nashuaworldcup Chapter 477 Nezha: Martial Uncle, you're just there to make up the numbers.
Chapter 477 Nezha: Martial Uncle, you're just there to make up the numbers.
Yun Zhongzi reacted immediately.
My fingers started to feel numb.
His body had long ceased to be his own; aside from major injuries, he rarely felt such subtle changes in his bodily reactions.
now,
I was fully aware that my fingers were starting to lose control.
"Yang Jiao...she has this serious illness that makes her want to try out any kind of powerful formation!"
Yun Zhongzi was extremely certain. Even while his senior brother Yu Ding was still harboring doubts, he was certain that Yang Jiao would definitely go!
She wasn't there to join in the fun; she just wanted to get involved!
Who knows, it might be the one that gets the heaviest kick, sitting in the middle of the formation!
Yun Zhongzi's heart started to clench.
The two of them suddenly went berserk inside the tent, rushing towards Guang Chengzi together, almost knocking over the gloating Ju Liusun.
Yun Zhongzi grabbed Guang Chengzi's shoulder and asked urgently:
"Senior brother! Is this formation powerful?"
Looking at their pale faces, Guang Chengzi thought to himself: I'm not even this scared yet, how come Yu Ding, whose cultivation level is the highest among the Twelve Golden Immortals, and Yun Zhongzi, who is blessed with good fortune and always turns bad luck into good luck, are scared like this first?
When did the two of them become so fragile?
However, he still spoke seriously:
"This aura is clearly that of a massive killing formation; I fear our Chan Sect is incapable of overcoming it."
Master Yu Ding loosened his grip, his mind racing. Gradually, a layer of ashen dust appeared on his already pale face. He suddenly leaned close to Yun Zhongzi's ear and said:
"If I'm not mistaken about the books I've read, this formation seems to be—the Myriad Immortals Formation!"
"The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation?"
"How could you not understand just from the name?! Ten Thousand Immortals! Ten Thousand Immortals!" Jade Cauldron True Man said impatiently, "Back in the Secret Method Pavilion, I saw the prototype of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation."
He narrowed his eyes in horror, “It’s the number one killing formation in the Three Realms, created by Uncle Tongtian with the body of a saint, leading ten thousand Taoists and combining the power of all their cultivation techniques!”
Upon hearing this, Yun Zhongzi felt as if he had been struck by lightning.
"It's over."
Seeing the two of them turn pale, Ju Liusun was overjoyed!
Finally, we can see them get their comeuppance.
Yun Zhongzi suddenly grabbed Yu Ding Zhenren and ran outside.
"Quickly, let's go find Yang Jiao!"
In such a formation, how could anyone survive once they entered?
They ran out as fast as they could, as if they were fleeing.
Ju Liusun laughed mockingly and addressed everyone in the tent:
"With such a mindset, one is hardly fit for great responsibility."
"Oh?" Yang Jian responded and stood up.
Standing in the crowd, his cold face silenced everyone. He looked directly into Ju Liusun's eyes.
"This junior is not very talented, but I would like to ask Uncle Ju Liusun for advice on how to be of great use?"
He was speechless with fear.
Let alone when he still had his cultivation level, he was no match for Yang Jian, let alone now?
His face looked grim.
Then, Nezha stood up in a very unruly manner, with the Hun Tian Ling (a magical ribbon) fluttering behind him as if it would suddenly fly out at any moment, filled with a sense of threat.
Ju Liusun feared Yang Jian, and of course, he also feared Nezha.
But at this moment, Master Taiyi is still here.
He immediately walked towards Taiyi Zhenren's side, adopting the air of a senior brother who was the fourth among the Twelve Golden Immortals, just above Taiyi Zhenren who was the fifth, and said in a tone that was half forceful and half sarcastic:
"Junior brother, look at your good disciple! How dare he be so disrespectful as to yell at his own master."
Taiyi Zhenren glanced sideways at Ju Liusun and said in a cold voice:
"Of course he's my good disciple! What? Isn't your disciple good enough? He died in place of Jie, so you should think more about him and not concern yourself with the affairs of my Golden Light Cave."
As for the others, Master Taiyi was always amiable.
He never even participated in factionalism within the Chan Sect, but if anything involved Nezha, Taiyi Zhenren would not back down an inch!
Who told this child to have been with him since birth? And Li Jing has been a scoundrel since childhood. Besides, his precious disciple has died once and is still a lotus root!
If anyone dares to bully his lotus root, even if Master Taiyi has no cultivation, he can crush several people with his fat body.
Ju Liusun choked, staring in astonishment at Taiyi Zhenren, unable to utter a complete sentence for a long time:
"You, you, you!"
Taiyi Zhenren glanced at Julusun, whose face was now grimacing, then smiled at Nezha and instructed him:
"Nezha, listen to me! Even if that formation wipes out all the second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect, you are not allowed to risk coming to save me, understand?"
His voice echoed in the tent.
He didn't care that the other Golden Immortals present were all second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect. He cursed them to their faces, and they had no right to refute him.
Jiang Ziya looked at Nezha speechlessly and sighed softly: This child must be so moved to have such a good master. I'm afraid Nezha will burst into tears on the spot.
however,
Nezha watched as Taiyi Zhenren suddenly started shouting a long string of words in such a loud voice, only to find out that this was what he was talking about.
He knew all too well about that terrible calamity.
Ever since they joined the Golden Light Cave, all the Taoists they encountered in the Three Realms looked at them, these third-generation disciples, with pity.
Nezha knew from a young age that they would face this calamity.
However, I never believed that my master would ask me to die in his place.
Hearing Taiyi Zhenren's instructions again, his thin facial features tightened with a smile, his chin lifted, and he arrogantly replied:
"I do not."
Jiang Ziya: ? ? ?
Why isn't she crying, and instead has such a smug expression? Her reactions after turning into a lotus root are quite different from a human's, huh?
However, Jiang Ziya dared not say so, because Nezha really enjoyed watching him die.
Every time Nezha's spirit floated out, Jiang Ziya could immediately see Nezha's unique teasing smile and his live broadcast.
The psychological trauma was immense.
My uncle also lost face.
Seeing Taiyi Zhenren's stunned expression, Nezha softened his tone and said:
"Master, your disciple will absolutely not let anything happen to you."
Subsequently,
He stopped looking at Taiyi Zhenren and instead looked at Yang Jian with a teasing expression. He didn't even glance at Ju Liusun out of the corner of his eye, and turned to raise his arm.
The moment his finger pointed at Ju Liusun, the Hun Tian Ling behind him unfolded and flew out, instantly wrapping Ju Liusun into a cocoon.
Yang Jian turned around and saw Nezha looking smug, as if he had just won, practically raising his chin to the sky. He said disdainfully:
What are you so smug about?
Nezha glanced at him, his eyes gleaming upwards, and said:
"You don't even dare to make a move, so I'm teaching you."
After kicking Julusun again, he looked at Yang Jian and said:
"Learn from this: the 'junior uncle' is just someone used to make up the numbers."