But caterpillar entwines deep in the mountains.
The Yellow Dragon immortal wiped the sweat from his forehead, feeling quite restless: "Brother, why do I feel so hot?"
The Jade Palace Immortal faintly closed his eyes, sitting straight: "Calm mind, natural coolness."
Having sat for an incense burner's time, he also felt like there was fire burning under his bottom. Even a cauldron-shaped immortal who transformed into an immortal felt hot. This wasn't just a matter of calmness of mind; it was the external heat, the whole mountain chain that the caterpillar entwined was hot.
His words had already been spoken, and if he were to retract them now, it would be a loss of face. He remained outwardly calm and continued to endure, but after another quarter of an hour, the heat was unbearable. Although his posture hadn't changed, sweat was now running down his cheeks, past his chin, drenching the three strands of his long beard.
The Yellow Dragon was smiling faintly at him, looking very pleased.
Immortals also have a "person" character, and the principle of sweating is mostly the same. One is to expel the excess heat with sweat, and the other is to expel the excess fire qi that exceeds and affects the balance of the five elements.
Sun Wukong had long been in a state where neither water nor fire could harm him, but when crossing the Flaming Mountain, he still got very hot. The look of sweat on his head wasn't much better than Tang Sanzang, the ordinary person.
Jade Palace and Yellow Dragon are also in this state. They can withstand short-term waterlogging and fire for a while, but after a while, it becomes uncomfortable. Particularly for the two golden immortals, their divine powers were suppressed by the blood toxin of the mosquito immortal. In order to maintain the balance of the five elements within their bodies, they had to use a bit of the newly-accumulated divine power to neutralize the fire qi in their bodies.
Jade Palace was just about to come up with a good excuse when he heard the faint buzzing of mosquitoes.
"Master, master? It's me, Yang Jian. I've come to save you!"
In the next instant, Yang Jian was hit with a shoe sole.
The speed was too fast for him to react.
Jade Palace angrily pointed at the flattened mosquito: "You monster, deceiving the old man once is not enough. How dare you deceive him again?"
After a cup of tea, Yang Jian covered his cheek with pain, handing over the Taoist robe and sword of Huanglong True Immortal to him.
The surroundings were so hot that the walls of the prison could fry eggs, and the Yellow Dragon True Immortal was not too keen on wearing his robe, but to maintain the dignity of the immortals of the Chuanjiao Sect, he had to pull it on awkwardly.
In the current environment, Jade Palace True Immortal was a bit caught off guard to see Yang Jian.
Some things are done; they are done. They cannot be explained by simply finding a hidden hand in the shadows on the roadside.
From the perspective of the Chuanjiao Sect, what he did was nothing wrong.
The human world's kinship lasts for only a few years. After you become an immortal, how many years do we, as a teacher and disciples, have to live together?
The Way of the Immortals is the essence, and worldly affairs should be regarded as a game. Cultivate one's heart in the mortal realm, refine it, laugh heartily, and then that's that.
He did it this way, as did Taiyi True Immortal and Qingxu Daozhi True Immortal. But from Yang Jian's perspective, there are some things that are simply unacceptable.
When Jade Palace True Immortal was hidden in the shadows to save his mother, he knew that Yang Jian would do such a thing. Did he know the consequences? Yes, but he believed that filial piety is an obstacle to spiritual cultivation, and cutting it off early would benefit him.
Now regret it? He couldn't say.
As a divine cauldron transformed into an immortal, he could not comprehend the kinship of the human race; his heart was only for the Tao.
At this moment, he could feel the huge gap between teacher and disciples.
Yang Jian broke open the cage and said, "Master and Uncle, let's go."
In fact, he pulled Yellow Dragon True Immortal along with him, but there was a half-step gap between him and Jade Palace True Immortal, which seemed to adequately explain the situation.
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Jade Palace True Immortal sighed secretly, feeling no thoughts of "You all go first, I'll hold back. If I die, our teacher-disciple grievances will be settled."
In order to pursue his own Tao, he has to stay alive no matter what.
Let the resentment be.
A huge insect, about the size of a calf's heel, resembling a fly, suddenly emerged from the side.
Jade Palace and Yellow Dragon had very little spiritual power, causing Yang Jian to pause in his steps.
He slashed his three-pointed, double-edged knife in a semicircular motion, striking the neck of the giant fly. A crisp "clang" echoed as he realized this creature was exceptionally tough to attack. Rather than pushing forward with it, he spun his long knife and sliced off one of its front legs. As it shrieked in pain, Yang Jian put all his strength into a kick, causing the giant fly and other flies that rushed out to collide with each other.
"Quickly! Go, go!"
The majority of the attention of the mosquito and fly tribe was focused on putting out the fire.
The number of mosquitoes and flies is measured in billions, with 99.99% of them having extremely short lifespans and no intelligence to speak of, let alone spiritual cultivation or immortality. However, thanks to their overwhelming numbers, some mosquitoes and flies will inevitably gain opportunities for cultivation or undergo mutations.
He saw a disc fly, as tall as five meters, curl up into a ball and use its mud-covered hard shell to roll around and extinguish the fire.
Crowded together, the seemingly countless snow mosquitoes spat out continuous waves of cold air, attempting to cool down the chain of caterpillars.
There were some that spat venom, others that controlled the wind, and still others that simply opened their mouths wide to swallow the flames.
The phoenix was commanding the fire from below the mountain.
Only sages can appoint the mosquito immortal.
From the final outcome where Mosquito Immortal joined Western Christianity, it can be said that he was under the command of Western Two Saints. However, considering his consumption of the Twelve Genuine Lotus Sutra and his delaying tactics against Western Christianity's ascendancy, it appears more akin to a move by the Three Pure Ones.
When the Mosquito Immortal made his appearance in the Sealing God War, the Great Immortals Formation had already been shattered by the four sages of Taiqing, Yuanzhi, Jieyin, and Zhunti. At this time, the battle between Jiechi and Wu Yao tribes was similar to the remaining few after a fierce war, with just a couple of big and small forces left, which can be said to have completely withdrawn from the stage of Honghuang.
At that time, Tongtian was in a state where he was struggling to take care of himself, and Yuanzhishou had no interest in such a race. Therefore, the only answer left is one.
The Taibai Golden Star was very easily borrowed by Banyao Fan from Hou Tian this time.
The phoenix felt that this matter had nothing to do with her. It's not something that can be pondered too deeply! Pondering it further only leads to problems!
There's no need to explain anything, just burn and kill! Don't ask for confessions! A confused official will judge a confusing case, and the mastermind behind the Yang Family Blood Murder is these mosquitoes. If they can't bear this burden, let's add Fuyuan to it.
Yang Jian gathered those demons and monsters and laid an ambush at the southwest corner of Mian Chain Mountain. More than one hundred spider goddesses were desperately weaving nets.
The Demon Chief, Huangfeng, led the spirit birds under his command to set an ambush in the northwest. Upon seeing the escaping mosquitoes and flies, they pounced and bit them immediately.
A huge hand formed from black and gray mist descended from the sky.
The Tortoise and Celestial Mother did not harden this time. She extended her hand, summoned the Pearl of Sun and Moon, and the spiritual essence with completely opposite natures were remarkably fused together. The dazzling light was almost solidified into reality, as if a new universe had been created, and with just one strike, she shattered the black and gray giant hand.
Descending from the sky was the Mosquito Immortal, wearing a light yellow Taoist robe, holding a whisk, unidentifiable in gender, yet with an aura of fierce cruelty etched between his eyebrows.
This Taoist figure was agile and inconspicuous, blending in perfectly with the surroundings if not carefully observed.
Today's Mian Chain Mountain is too lively, with various factions taking turns to make their appearance in turn. Mosquito Immortal was very angry. One after another, do you dare to challenge my authority?
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