The establishment of hundreds of WeChat groups by the twelve Golden Immortals of Chánjià is their internal matter. As the leader of the twelve, Guóchéng Zǐ cannot ignore the difficulty of his disciples.
He said I was going to close the door, and said that Yang nephew, go somewhere else to seek reinforcements? It's impossible. If he dares to say so, Tōngtiān Jiào Zǔ can laugh to death.
It's not appropriate to go to the Saint teacher for such a trivial matter, as it makes it seem like they, as his disciples, have no ability to handle affairs.
Guangchengzi asked, "Xiaomaster nephew, you think that Yunding Master brother and Huanglong Master brother are both trapped in the blood sea of the Underworld? What does this mean?"
Yang Jian replied respectfully, "Report to Master Elder."
He rambled on, pointing out the analysis of the Phoenix and his own judgment.
He also produced the robes and swords of Huanglong Sage, who was a one-sword person known to all his disciples.
Guangchengzi stroked his beard and nodded: "Good. Nephew, take my token and go to the Three Mountains and Five Peaks. Invite all your uncles and aunts to come together and discuss the great matter of rescuing Brother Yunding and Brother Huanglong."
In this regard, Guangchengzi is more cunning than Guiling Junmu. The blood sea is boundless, and its depths could be hiding countless dangerous beasts from the Primordial Era. He himself going in alone with a single sword? Even as a Great Perfect Immortal, he felt uncertain.
Let's gather everyone and work together!
At this moment, he missed Ren Deng especially. Unfortunately, the deputy headmaster had already been included in the list of blessings.
Yang Jian was about to leave with his token, when Guangchengzi called out to him.
"I've heard of that Mosquito Daoist's reputation, but vaguely, it's the blood-winged black mosquito from the Primordial Era turning into a shape. It's one of the most vicious beings. Even if nephew has cultivated to perfection in the ninth and eighth celestial techniques, do not use your flesh and blood to withstand it. Nephew, go to Xiqi, find Brother Ziya, have him build a thatched tent, and invite all your brothers together for a rendezvous in Xiqi."
Yang Jian nodded: "I accept Master Elder's edict."
He returned to Xixi.
Phoenix has already said that Mosquito Daoist's blood-sucking abilities are extremely powerful, and even with nine and eight celestial techniques, it's best not to harden the blow. Now Guangchengzi is saying the same thing.
Yang Jian listens well to advice.
Upon returning to Xixi, he briefly explained to Jiang Ziya that the majority of the Chánjià disciples would be coming to Xixi for a group activity, and asked Xixi to set up tents.
He didn't say more, as he roughly guessed what Guangchengzi meant, that if they were going to the blood sea of the underworld, it would be best to take along Jiang Ziya.
The lives of the human race are lives, but are the lives of those mosquitoes and flies not lives as well?
When the battle breaks out, the number of mosquitoes and flies killed will likely be in the billions. Even a few or two are not significant, but when the number accumulates, the karma becomes quite large. The Heavenly Court can help shoulder some of the burden, and the demon race can shoulder some as well. The remaining burden falls on Chánjià. As this is Chánjià's matter, their "shield" will have to accompany them to battle.
Jiang Ziya still possesses the Central Wùjǐ Xìnhuáng Banner, which can be used as a tool to wave and replace the many disasters for Chánjià disciples. Therefore, he must go!
Yang Jian, as if possessed by the spirit of Sun Wukong, was calling people from all directions.
Taihua mountain calls Zhu Jing, Jiaolong mountain calls Jùliúyùn Wenshu, Faxian, and Zhixing all called upon. Except for the Qingxu Dezhong who was prohibited from leaving the mountain by Yuanshi Tianzong, all nine Chánjià Golden Immortals gathered at Xixi.
Jiang Ziya only now knew that Brother Yunding and Brother Huanglong had run into trouble, and from a moral standpoint, he couldn't just ignore it.
How many times has the Yellow Dragon Immortal helped Xixi? If you just stand by and do nothing now, won't you feel guilty in your heart?
