She transmigrated into Yang Jian's older sister and took Nezha and Sun Wukong as her younger br

Chapter 375 Azure Ox Immortal Pill - 1

After spending half a day showing Sun Wukong around Flower Fruit Mountain, Yang Jiao had to return.

The war in Xiqi continues.

She coaxed him gently:

"I'll come see you again next time."

Sun Wukong nodded, his desire to get out of that broken stone as soon as possible growing stronger.

Then the soul emerged from the Six-Eared Macaque's body and was absorbed into the stone embryo.

He looked at Yang Jiao nervously:

"Sister, wait for Kongkong to come out."

"it is good."

After Yang Jiao finished speaking, just as she was about to leave, she turned around and patted the Six-Eared Macaque's head again, saying:

"I'll come see you next time."

Then, together with Mosquito Taoist, they transformed into streaks of light and disappeared.

The six-eared macaque, left standing there, reached out and touched the spot on its head where it had just been touched, its monkey face beaming with joy.

Just now, I was referring to 'you all'.

He chuckled softly.

Sun Wukong felt that this monkey was also here to steal his sister, so he clenched his fist and slammed it against the stone wall, gritting his teeth:

"Kongkong must cultivate to a high level as soon as possible!"

In the Tushita Palace.

Grand Master Xuandu stood by, watching his master stuff Nine-Turn Golden Elixir into the mouth of the green ox while speaking.

Laozi was truly generous; he could pour half a gourd into the palm of his hand.

The green ox chewed the elixir like it was gnawing on beans, making a crunching sound.

"Master, should we investigate the details of Yang Jiao's visit to Biyou Palace?"

"How can you find out? Do you think your junior uncle is so incompetent? How could he possibly let you know what he said?" The Supreme Lord Laozi casually poured some more into his palm, then brought it to the green ox's mouth before saying, "It's fine as long as people teach you."

Yes, people from the Tushita Palace are eligible.

"But Master, if Yang Jiao only speaks to those at Biyou Palace, it makes it seem like your relationship with her isn't as close as your uncle's..."

Laozi paused in feeding the green ox.

He started counting on his fingers.

The old man, with his ethereal and otherworldly air and flowing beard, suddenly chuckled after a few breaths and pondered:

"It's alright. After some calculations, I realized that my alchemy furnace has a deep connection with her."

Not only were there unborn beings from Flower Fruit Mountain, but also those who shared blood ties with her.

If things continue this way, Yang Jiao will have a long time to spend in the Tushita Palace.

After thinking it over leisurely, Laozi turned the gourd upside down again, and this time, only one gourd rolled out.

He hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly handed it to Grand Master Xuandu, asking in a slow, deliberate tone:

"Do you want some, Xuan Du?"

Grand Master Xuandu's lips tightened, and he calmly cupped his hands and said:

"Thank you, Master. Xuandu no longer needs the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir."

"Alright." This time, Laozi spoke very quickly, and his hands moved just as fast, swiftly withdrawing his hand and stuffing it into the green ox's mouth again.

There was a 'crunch' sound as it was chewed open.

Today's dose of the gourd's elixir has been used up.

Laozi was satisfied and turned to refine another batch, but his steps slowed as he thought:

Should I also share one or two with Yang Jiao?

He turned to look at the blue ox and said:

"I'll deduct one of your magic pills tomorrow."

Moo?

Qishan.

When Yang Jiao returned, both sides were in a truce.

She didn't head towards Xiqi. It's obvious without even thinking that since there's no war in Xiqi right now, Yang Jian and Nezha must be fighting again.

So I decided not to go during this break, lest I be asked, "Who do you think is better, me or him?"

That would be terrible.

Therefore, he cleverly turned around to 'inspect' the progress bar of Chaoge.

As soon as they descended from the clouds, they learned the reason for the truce.

The entire Shang army camp was bustling like never before, far more extravagant than when Grand Tutor Wen had been in charge.

Before they even got close, they could smell the aroma of lard and meat, and they hurriedly brought cooked mutton, boiled meat, and cloudy wine into the tent.

"Your Highness is the King's own son. I dare not disobey your request for military power. However, I hope Your Highness will spare my daughter Chanyu in consideration of my decades of service in guarding the city."

Yang Jiao lifted the curtain slightly and saw Deng Jiugong kneeling on the ground, while Yin Jiao, who was drinking wine, sat in the main seat.

He was no longer the child who cried and begged for help in front of him. Now that he had finally obtained the power he had been waiting for, as the saying goes, one's appearance reflects one's heart. Yin Jiao's face was now stained with a hint of malice from greed.

He continued to toast Tu Xingsun, who was sitting below him, while the meritorious official remained kneeling on the ground.

Yin Jiao, having cultivated Taoism, looked down on ordinary people, while Tu Xingsun was his fellow disciple and closer to him.

He only glanced sideways at Deng Jiugong.

Upon hearing Deng Chanyu's name, Tu Xingsun became furious and snorted coldly:

"Since General Deng has come to ask Your Highness for help, why not capture Deng Chanyu as soon as possible, have her married to me, and then we'll be family. It would be easier to ask Your Highness for face then, wouldn't it?"

Deng Jiugong clenched his fists.

"Chanyu is too naive to be worthy of Tu Xingsun's attention."

Tu Xingsun recalled the two women he had seen in Qishan. In terms of appearance, they were even more beautiful than Deng Chanyu. If he hadn't suffered a great loss, why wouldn't he have married those two women?

It's just that Deng Chanyu is the only one in this desolate wilderness who catches my eye.

Moreover, the more he resisted, the more a violent force stirred within him. He looked down on Tu Xingsun? Then he would marry him no matter what!

Yin Jiao put down his wine cup and said gently:

"General Deng also knows that the Taoist is always proud. For her to come down the mountain to help is already to throw herself into the mortal world. Since she has this intention, and she is just a woman, we should grant her wish."

"Moreover, those who cultivate the Tao can prolong their lives, so marrying General Deng's daughter would only bring them benefits."

Deng Jiugong, his voice stern and his expression fierce, knelt forward two steps, and bowed again:

"Your Highness! Chanyu's ambitions lie elsewhere; I beg Your Highness to show mercy and spare her this time."

Upon hearing this, Yin Jiao felt that Deng Jiugong's refusal to accept a toast was useless, and that even his own words as the Crown Prince were of no use. He was being extremely disrespectful.

He swept his hand over the table and said sternly:

“If General Deng cannot distinguish between what is important and what is not, and only cares about his own children, then he will lose his title of General.”

As soon as this word comes out,

Not only was Deng Jiugong stunned, but even Shen Gongbao, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but curse him under his breath as a 'fool'!

Then he hurriedly stood up, cupped his hands in greeting, and said:

"Your Highness, promoting or demoting generals is the king's prerogative, and I hope you will act with caution."

Yin Jiao then realized that his words were tantamount to plotting to seize power, but the words had already been spoken, and if he took them back, wouldn't he be contradicting himself?

He forced himself to remain still.

Yang Jiao lifted the curtain and strode in.

In an instant, everyone stood up and bowed in unison:

"I have met the God of Pure Blessing."

Yang Jiao's gaze fell on Deng Jiugong, who was still kneeling. She reached out and helped him up, then stood in the middle and looked directly at Yin Jiao.

Yin Jiao did not know her identity, but she looked very familiar.

suddenly!

Memory Recall!

He hurriedly got off the main seat, and just as he was about to speak, he remembered the scene of Yang Jiao saving him and then leaving, allowing the pursuers to capture him.

There were widespread complaints:

"It's been so many years, you probably didn't expect that I, Your Highness, am still alive, did you?"

His tone was unfriendly, which made Shen Gongbao frown and curse him again as a "fool"!

Then, when Yang Jiao revealed an ambiguous smile, he had no choice but to reprimand Yin Jiao:

“You daring junior disciple! This is the Pure Blessed God, revered by the Heavenly Court. Even if your father and your master were here, they would still have to pay their respects!”

He doesn't address you as Your Highness; he's not following the proper etiquette of a subject.

Among the cases of seniority overriding juniority, only the distinction between Yin Jiao and a disciple of the Chan Sect can be considered.

But Yin Jiao wasn't afraid.

So what if they're gods?

He possesses the Heaven-Turning Seal!

Even a Great Immortal would have to be wary, let alone a minor deity.

Could the Heavenly Court really punish a deity for being offended?

joke!

Why would the Jade Emperor care about a minor deity!