si-mexico Chapter 133 The Mosquito Taoist Returns! Yang Jiao's Magic Weapon Has Undergone a Major Change!
Chapter 133 The Mosquito Taoist Returns! Yang Jiao's Magic Weapon Has Undergone a Major Change!
River God Temple.
The two greatest merits descended, attaching themselves to Yang Jiao and the River God.
The primordial spirit was only the size of a palm. At this moment, in the eyes of the river god, this bean-sized merit was like a ball in front of him, and he couldn't help but rush up and hug it tightly.
"It's golden merit!"
Yang Jiao was very happy because she hadn't received any merit for a long time.
As long as you accumulate enough merit, you will no longer be unlucky when using the Treasure-Dropping Coin in the future!
Now only Jingwei's matter remained to be dealt with, and she walked out of the River God Temple as the sun set.
Just as I stepped outside, the person in front of me startled me so much that I backed away and shouted:
"Where did this human pig come from?!"
Outside the River God Temple, a person without hands and feet stood before Yang Jiao, who was seven years younger than him. Behind this human pig, another person without limbs jumped out.
Yang Jiao shouted:
"Hey! You audacious scoundrels, if you don't speak up, don't blame me for wiping you out!"
As she was about to take out her magical artifact, she fumbled around for a while before realizing that all her magical treasures were with Yun Zhongzi. In her haste, she even took out the Treasure-Falling Coins for self-defense.
At this moment, the two men with sticks raised their heads in the darkness, their pale, bloodless faces revealing a look of grievance:
"My dear little aunt! You're finally back!"
Only when she looked up did Yang Jiao realize that it was not the Thousand-Mile Eyes and the Wind-Following Ears.
How come they've become human stumps after I've only been gone for half a day?
He quickly asked:
"But what powerful demon came from Guankou and tormented you into this state?"
That shouldn't be the case. If there were a powerful demon, it would have an aura about it. Its return would have been peaceful.
Qianliyan burst into tears, trying to point at the temple behind his little aunt, but now even his hand had been cut off.
Then the crying grew louder, and he looked up to the sky and howled:
"The people want to build a temple for the river god to commemorate his heroic act of offering sacrifices to save people, and they're using our bodies as offerings!"
Even as Shunfeng'er sobbed for a moment, they had saved lives! Even Heaven bestowed merit upon them; Heaven acknowledged it! But the common people didn't see it.
Not only did they not see it, they even praised the two brothers for their good looks while chopping down trees with an axe.
He collapsed to the ground in distress, wailing as he faced his great-aunt.
“Little auntie, if we brothers hadn’t grown big enough, our bodies would have been cut off.”
Yang Jiao swallowed hard and asked:
Why aren't you running?
Speaking of this, they felt even more aggrieved.
How could they not want to run? But behind the people, they saw Venus, a great killing star. If they dared to move even slightly, he would probably kill them instantly.
What's even more aggrieved is that...
Having guessed the subtle connection between Venus and the heavenly soldiers and generals, they now dare not even voice their grievances.
The two touched heads together and cried bitterly.
Yang Jiao looked pitifully at the two demons and could only offer words of comfort:
"Bear with it, it will grow back in a few days."
"Why don't you two move the tree roots to the front of the River God Temple and get some of his incense offerings?"
Anyway, the temple was built for the river god.
The all-seeing and all-hearing birds reluctantly took root here, standing on either side of the gate.
After the young lady had calmed them down for a while before going home, Thousand-Mile Eyes finally came to his senses and said to Wind-Following Ears beside him:
"I think we lost out."
The person with the keen ear was still admiring their own merits and, upon hearing this, did not understand its meaning:
"what?"
"Fool!" Thousand-Mile Eye cursed, then pondered, "We used to be rooted in front of the Yellow Emperor Temple, now we're rooted in the River God Temple."
The level has dropped significantly.
The two brothers exchanged a glance, and then tacitly inhaled the incense smoke from the surrounding area.
Try to get a little more so that your grievances won't be so obvious!
After Yang Jiao returned home, she quickly and carefully placed Jingwei on the gourd vine.
To prevent her from falling off while resting at night, he even wove a bird's nest out of vines before gently nodding at Jingwei's flowery head and giving her a tender instruction:
"Don't secretly peck at my gourd, it has a bad temper."
Jingwei is no different from an ordinary bird now. If she were to provoke the gourd, she would surely be flattened.
After a night of trepidation, Yang Jiao was still asleep the next day when she heard a familiar voice:
"Aaaaaah, Yang Jiao, you actually found other winged creatures while I was away!"
A few more bird calls rang out, their calls growing increasingly excited.
"Jingwei! Jingwei!"
Yang Jiao sat up abruptly in bed, staring in disbelief at the Mosquito Taoist who had recovered and returned.
The tiny mosquito, upon regaining its cultivation, refused the pleas of countless beings in the Blood Sea and resolutely embarked on the journey back to Guanjiang Estuary. Throughout the journey, it kept thinking: no one could protect Yang Jiao better than itself.
However, she was thinking about Yang Jiao so much that she even used her real mosquito form to enter the house in order to give her a surprise.
The results of it?
Yang Jiao gave him a real shock!
As soon as I entered the room, my natural enemy, the birds, swooped down on the mosquitoes.
Mosquito Taoist is heartbroken.
Not only was it being chased by birds, but the familiar gourd also seemed to hear its own voice, eager to try and strike.
Yang Jiao was delighted to see that the mosquito's voice was now clear and its body was healthy. She quickly stopped Jingwei and said to the mosquito Taoist with great joy:
"She is just an ordinary bird, entrusted to be cared for for a period of time."
"Mosquito, you're finally back!"
Upon hearing that it was an ordinary bird, Mosquito Daoist's face flushed. She was so frightened by the sharp beak that she instinctively forgot to check her cultivation level. She immediately transformed back into human form, grabbed Jingwei, and threw her towards the bird's nest on the gourd vine.
He then angrily said:
"Why doesn't that deadbeat punch her?!"
Yang Jiao covered her mouth and laughed.
Mosquito Taoist glared at the gourd vine, then snorted and turned to look at Yang Jiao. She looked thinner and her face showed signs of fatigue and abrasions.
He panicked immediately, cupped her face in his hands, examined it from head to toe, and said fiercely:
"Who hurt you after I left!"
Isn't this like shooting yourself in the foot?!
Mosquito Taoist returned to the shore of the Blood Sea and tried his best to recover with the fastest cultivation speed in his life. He absolutely refused to admit that he had finished all five bottles of milk on the day he returned, which was why he was in such a hurry!
Yang Jiao pulled her hand down, shaking her head with a smile:
"It's all in the past. It's good that you're back."
Mosquito Taoist clenched his fist, finding the injury on Yang Jiao's face extremely offensive.
Heart Road:
"I still have to be here, right? Look at me, I've only been gone a few days and I've already made myself look so pathetic."
Yang Jiao looked at Mosquito Taoist and felt a sense of security.
The feeling of not daring to leave the house without the magic weapon yesterday has vanished.
Immediately grab her hand and head towards the irrigation ditch:
"I have to tell you how I beat Jiu Tou Xiang Liu so badly that he could only run away."
Yang Jiao and Mosquito Taoist arrived at Guankou. Before they could even start showing off, they immediately saw two people standing below the Dragon Gate.
Upon closer inspection, the Mosquito Taoist immediately forgot his relationship with Nine-Headed Willow and transformed into his true form, clinging to Yang Jiao's neck and whispering:
"Why are Ksitigarbha and Maitreya here?"
Yang Jiao was also puzzled and stepped forward.
Ksitigarbha remained courteous, bowing and smiling:
"Young friend, it's been a long time."
Yang Jiao returned the greeting and asked:
"What brings you two to Guankou?"
Maitreya smiled kindly, patting his round belly as he said:
"Yesterday, the merits of the Guankou pilgrimage were very great, which must have been related to you, so I came to see if you were doing well."
Yang Jiao was furious!
You two are amazing! If you had come two days earlier, none of this would have happened. You only showed up to give a thumbs up after the MVP awards were already being distributed.
She took a deep breath, turned her head away, and lost the desire to chat.
Just as I turned my gaze, I saw a golden light descend from the sky; before the person arrived, the voice preceded them:
"Young friend, I have already finished crafting your magic weapon."
Yang Jiao immediately forgot about Ksitigarbha and Maitreya, and went to greet Yun Zhongzi, beginning to express her gratitude from afar:
"Thank you so much, Daoist Master! You are truly amazing. You repaired all four magical treasures in just one day. You really live up to your reputation!"
Yun Zhongzi tossed down a stick from the clouds, its center made of jade and its ends engraved with gold patterns, and laughed:
"I melted down all these magical treasures and made them into a stick."
Yang Jiao's running steps slowly came to a stop.
They stared in disbelief at the jade staff, now completely mangled, its fall so powerful that it seemed to be being pulled apart by the force of gravity.
Subsequently,
It crashed with a loud bang next to the river god temple, sinking five feet into the ground, and white smoke billowed from the pit.
The tree root was smashed, and the person with the far-seeing eye let out a terrified scream:
"Master, please watch your step when you throw things, or you'll hit the flowers and plants!"
Looking at Yang Jiao's expressionless face below, Yun Zhongzi thought he hadn't explained himself clearly. He had put in a lot of effort to melt down this pile of scrap metal, and only the jade branch of Pangu's eyelashes was still malleable; all that was left was the stick.
He loudly displayed his creative work downwards:
"Young friend, this staff can now unleash the power of four different trigrams. To improve your feel when using it, I have specially increased its weight to 13,500 jin!"
Jade branches, Eight Trigrams Cloud Light Handkerchief, Thirty-Six Heavenly Gang Blades, Taiyin Banner...
The four magical treasures were sent out for repairs and returned as a staff with the same weight as the Monkey King's golden cudgel.
Yang Jiao's heart, which had been hanging in suspense, finally died.
"Thank you so much!"
Yun Zhongzi smiled and said:
"Young friend, I've given this stick a name: 'The Thirteen Thousand Jin Stick.' What do you think?"
Yang Jiao was speechless, immediately thinking of the name Yu Zhongzi, and vehemently denied it:
"No, no, I want to choose a nice name for myself!"
After thinking for a moment, he thought to himself:
"Let's call it that..."