usatvline Chapter 334 The Three Immortal Maidens
Chapter 334 The Three Immortal Maidens
The Antarctic Immortal who came here this time is the chief disciple of the Primordial Celestial Venerable.
He possessed profound magical power and held a position above the Twelve Golden Immortals of Jade Void, often accompanying the Heavenly Venerable.
The reason for coming down the mountain this time is that the Jie Sect invited the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao, who injured Jiang Ziya's eyes as soon as they arrived, which is why he came here to take charge of the overall situation.
Facing the three figures standing there, the Antarctic Immortal sighed:
"We all share the same origin, so why have we come to this?"
Lady Bixiao snorted coldly:
"Old Taoist priest, why don't you say such things when you killed my brother?"
Qiongxiao continued:
“If it were a normal battle of magic, life and death would be irrelevant, and the three of us sisters wouldn’t have the audacity to come here to seek justice. But you dared to use unorthodox and heretical techniques to harm my brother’s life, so don’t worry about the fact that the three of us sisters don’t share the same origin as the Three Pure Ones.”
Yunxiao remained silent, glaring angrily at the members of the Chan Sect.
Jiang Ziya was truly unable to reason with them, and said anxiously:
"Fellow Daoists, where can Ziya find Li Jing?"
After the Seven Arrows of Nailhead Kneeling Ceremony ended, Li Jing seemed to have vanished into thin air. Not only could he not find him, but even Li Jing's own son couldn't find his father.
These past few days, I've been asking "Where did Daddy go?" every day in Zhouying.
Yunxiao said indignantly:
"Whoever worships my brother to death will have to pay with their life, otherwise, don't blame Yunxiao for being rude."
The Old Man of the South Pole summoned the White Crane Boy.
"Be careful, the Three Immortals of Sanxiao are quite powerful."
The White Crane Boy immediately nodded.
Only Yang Jiao held the Soul-Guiding Banner, trying to minimize her presence. The soul that both sides were searching for was inside the Soul-Guiding Banner.
Li Jing, cursed by the Seven Arrows of Nailhead, was even fragile in spirit. Hearing the voices of Jinzha and Muzha outside, he endured the fading pain and looked up to shout:
"Jinzha, your father is here!"
As soon as she finished speaking, no one outside except Yang Jiao could hear her.
She raised an eyebrow, thinking to herself with a sense of indignation:
"Go ahead and shout, no matter how loud you shout, no one will know you're here."
Yang Jian turned to the side, sensing the aura emanating from the Three Immortals. He placed his hand on Yang Jiao's shoulder and gestured with his chin towards the clouds:
"Go back and sit down."
Tsk.
The younger brother has grown taller and has started to take care of his older sister.
Yang Jiao turned her head and flew up into the clouds.
Almost the instant she landed, the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao seemed to have no hesitation in taking out a treasure called a square cauldron. With a flash of golden light, a sandstorm rose up over the entire Chan Sect's position.
The Old Man of the South Pole slammed his dragon-headed cane on the ground, from which hung a jingling emerald gourd symbolizing good fortune and prosperity.
The sandstorm suddenly stopped.
The White Crane Boy glanced around and stepped forward, saying:
"Master, Jinzha and Muzha are missing!"
Only then did everyone look up and see that the golden treasure had actually taken the person away right under the noses of the two powerful figures of the Chan Sect, the Antarctic Immortal and the Burning Lamp Daoist!
Yang Jiao squinted and looked over, murmuring:
"Hun Yuan Jin Dou".
At that moment, Jinzha and Muzha felt themselves swept away by a gust of wind and brought to the Jie Sect's location. The three Daoist nuns glared at them angrily, and they were instantly terrified, quickly turning back to call for help:
"Master, Master, save your disciple."
Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, and Samantabhadra, the True Man, immediately looked at the Antarctic Immortal.
"Senior brother, what should we do?"
Having one's own disciple kidnapped right in front of them is tantamount to slapping the two of them in the face.
But the strength of the Three Immortals of Sanxiao was no less than that of Zhao Gongming, who had previously beaten up the Twelve Golden Immortals, so they could only worry.
Qiongxiao looked at Jinzha and felt her blood surging. She was unwilling to accept that her brother had been cursed to death by such a villain.
He immediately raised his sleeve and waved it away.
Two loud slaps rang out on Jinzha and Muzha's faces.
Her meticulously tied hair was undone, five finger marks were clearly visible on her face, and her teeth, filled with hatred, began to loosen.
But they dared not show it, and could only bow their heads.
“Since your father has gone into hiding, then the son will take his father’s place.”
After hearing Bixiao Niangniang's words, Jinzha swayed slightly, pointed at the Ten Deadly Formations, and hurriedly said:
"Nezha, who was trapped in the red gauze formation, was also his son!"
Upon hearing this, Bixiao felt even more ashamed.
This Jinzha is rotten to the core.
He didn't even spare him a glance, but looked directly at the Antarctic Immortal and said:
"If you are capable of rescuing us, then we will let this matter rest."
Master Puxian shouted:
"Then what are we waiting for!"
After bowing to the Burning Lamp and the Antarctic Immortal, he flew to the other side with the disciples of the Chan Sect.
Suddenly,
The Ten Deadly Formations exploded like fireworks, with various colors of spiritual energy bursting out in dazzling light.
Yang Jiao observed carefully.
None of the Twelve Golden Immortals were a match for the Three Immortal Maidens of Sanxiao.
At this moment, Jiang Ziya swung the God-Slaying Whip in his hand. Upon seeing this magic weapon, Yunxiao's expression turned serious. He pulled Bixiao away and then grasped the God-Slaying Whip bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun in his hand with his bare hands.
When this God-Slaying Whip strikes a deity, it immediately causes their brains to splatter.
Lady Yunxiao merely took a step back.
She said in a low voice:
"I didn't really want to use my full strength, but you used the God-Slaying Golden Whip against me."
Yunxiao was somewhat disappointed.
The original feelings were broken at this moment.
She waved her hand, and the God-Slaying Whip returned to Jiang Ziya's side. If it weren't for the Antarctic Immortal's coiled dragon cane blocking it, Jiang Ziya would have been struck down into a grotesque creature by the force of the returned God-Slaying Whip.
“Ah…” The Old Man of the South Pole shook his head and sighed, “You all should also go and help your senior uncles and elders.”
"Yes!"
The disciples of all three generations came out.
A dozen or so people were attacking three women.
Qiongxiao glanced at it and said disdainfully:
"You think you can just snatch someone from my face?"
Even without using magic weapons, they were no match for the Three Immortals of Sanxiao.
However, an unexpected incident occurred during this period.
Bixiao looked at Yang Jian in front of her and thrust her sword forward, but she did not expect that this person's physical body was extremely strong, and even her sword could not penetrate it even a little bit.
Not only that, seeing Yang Jian being stabbed by the sword, the Howling Celestial Dog immediately transformed into its original form and bit down hard on Bi Xiao's sword-wielding arm.
How could a celestial being's body be so easily injured? Bixiao underestimated her opponent for a moment.
The celestial dog shouted:
"Owner!"
With a pounce, its sharp teeth pierced through her clothes and seized Bixiao's arm in one bite.
Tick.
Tick.
A few drops of blood flowed down his arm.
Yunxiao was greatly alarmed.
How could Bixiao's cultivation level be damaged by a dog bite?
With a flick of her sleeve, the Celestial Hound and everyone else who had been attacking her were sent flying. She rushed forward hastily.
"Little sister, are you alright?"
Anger flared between Bi Xiao's brows.
Looking at Yang Jian, the only one who hadn't been thrown away, he gritted his teeth:
"I've heard that the Chan Sect has produced a disciple who has mastered the Eight-Nine Arcane Arts to perfection. It seems that you are the one."
Yang Jian bowed deeply:
"Greetings to my three senior uncles."
Yunxiao's eyes revealed a hint of admiration. What an extraordinary young man! There aren't many people who are both capable and sensible.
The gale she just created was powered by the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron; even the Twelve Golden Immortals couldn't stand it, yet he stood firmly. Even as the only one left standing in front of the three sisters, he showed no fear, remaining neither humble nor arrogant.
Given time, this kid will surely become someone that these second-generation disciples can only dream of.
What a pity, he was actually a disciple of the Chan Sect.
Yunxiao felt a little regretful that he hadn't met such a promising talent before he became an apprentice; he wondered who was so fortunate.
Whom did you learn your skills from?
Yang Jian's gaze fell upon the figure in the blue Taoist robe, and a hint of pride appeared on his face.
Even the Three Immortals of Sanxiao were intrigued by this expression, thinking that they must be highly respected figures in the Chan Sect.
Then, Yang Jian proudly declared:
"He is the Jade Cauldron Immortal of Jinxia Cave on Jade Spring Mountain."
"puff."
Bixiao couldn't help but let out a laugh.
Even Yunxiao suddenly lost interest. Yu Ding Zhenren? One of the Twelve Golden Immortals who, according to legend, couldn't even climb clouds.
However, regardless of others or even members of the Chan Sect, a moment of shame would rise on their faces when they heard Yang Jian mention this name.
Only Yang Jian didn't have it.
He never thought his master was bad. Despite the probing gazes, his eyes met those of Master Yuding.
"Master."