Chapter 145: Open dzi beads? What is that?

Thinking of this, Zhao Gongming glared at Wang Mo again.
This reckless man himself is considered familiar, otherwise it is impossible to come here knowingly ashamed.
If it hadn't been for the scolding of him just now, Madam Taiyi had pointed out many doubts about his'disciple' death, and maybe Wang Mo would pounce on him regardless.
Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian and was also a little surprised. At a glance, he could see that Yang Jian had entered the wonderland of enlightenment. He didn't dare to bother more, just stood by and waited.
The four sages of Kowloon Island secretly talked about each other, and Wang Mo sighed softly, telling an old story.
The dead disciple was not as simple as a simple Wang Mo's personal disciple, but the romantic account he owed when he strayed in a great world.
Because he was afraid that his brothers would laugh, Wang Mo accepted his son as a disciple, and brought him back to Kowloon Island after he was more than ten years old.
It's just that the kid has poor aptitude and poor comprehension, Wang Mo has spent a lot of effort on him, and it is still difficult to become a talent. Wang Mo wanted to protect him for a long time and asked, forget it, and relaxed his son's discipline.
Unexpectedly, just came out to play, and died.
Thinking about it at this time, I'm afraid that someone really used this calculation to provoke a war between the two religions, and even more so, to get rid of Yang Jian by the hand of the king.
Unfortunately, the person who calculated did not expect that Wang Mo and Yang Jian fought twice, and they all ended in embarrassment.
Ao Xinke stood by the five immortals who naturally didn't have any good expressions to stop teaching, but Chu Qian was well versed in the way of life, and struggled for a long time in the genus of the demon race, and she had her own way to work around.
Chu Qian thought about it, and bowed forward, "Several masters who have taught me, I want to make it clear to a few of them."
"Friends of Taoism, but it's okay to say." Zhao Gongming replied with a smile, quite a bit of a smile on his face.
Chu Qian said, "Leave aside the matter of the day. My second master said to you after waking up. But just now, after a few celestial immortals went to the outer world to fight the law, one person suddenly appeared and attacked the second master... "
She talked about the words and magical powers of the attackers one by one.
Zhao Gongming's complexion became more and more ugly, standing there exuded a kind of power, causing the Four Saints of Kowloon Island to tremble slightly.
"So courageous! How dare I see my teachings as nothing!"
Zhao Gongming gritted his teeth and cursed, paced back and forth above the sea, and then released a few jade charms, breaking through the void and sending him to some place.
Half an hour later, several figures appeared on the East China Sea, all covered in mist, and their appearance was not real.
Zhao Gongming went ahead and talked about the methods used to attack Yang Jian's people. The "red line", "a blood-stained flying knife", and "the poison planted after breaking the treasure" made the two speak at the same time. : "Blood Sword?"
Zhao Gongming said: "This matter is quite strange. Who is the one who practices the magical power of the blood-transforming sword? I also invite a few seniors and sisters to return to the island to investigate."
A light female voice asked: "The person who shot in the dark has the cultivation of quasi-sage, then how did Yang Jian survive?"
"The Longgong princess has always been by Yang Jian's side, and I can't see through his cultivation, I am afraid that the dragon clan master is protecting Yang Jian."
Zhao Gongming groaned, "I'm waiting here, trying to resolve misunderstandings with Yang Jian. Although there is a matter of appointing the gods, the explanations and teachings are the same as ours after all. When appointing the gods, some of the disciples who are not useful can be sent to the heaven. Fight for this."
The female voice sighed, "I'm afraid that the explanation is not like a brother."
"Haha, what have I been afraid of when I teach the immortal? It's just a mere catastrophe, you go first, I will come later."
Those figures responded twice, and disappeared in the mist, but it was not the real body who came here. It was just an incarnation or a divine mind. It was just a matter of coming here to discuss with Zhao Gongming.
After these few disciples of the second generation of Jia Ding left, Zhao Gongming returned to the fairy clam, standing there quietly waiting with low eyebrows, and a faint Taoist rhyme wafted out of his body.
Wang Mo and the others glanced at each other, each did not dare to move rashly. Although there was a lot of hatred in Yang Jian's gaze, they did not dare to do anything at this time.
In the earth-shattering battle between Master Taiyi and Zhao Gongming, he raised his hands to smash the stars and stomped the Tianhe River. The heavenly court in the extreme distance was affected by the battle of the two great supernatural powers and trembled several times.
But the two of them had nothing to do with each other, and in the end they just ended in a tie, and began to talk about who was wrong.
The two great supernatural powers confronted each other in such a way that they calculated and deduced each other, and Wang Mo finally realized that he might have been really used by others, and he had just used others' calculations...
Li Xingba gave a voice to Zhao Gongming and respectfully shouted his senior brother, and asked: "The monk has a sudden enlightenment, maybe in a hundred years, are we waiting here?"
"Wait." Zhao Gongming only said one word, and Li Xingba suddenly did not dare to speak any more.
Fortunately, Yang Jian's accumulation is not profound, and only occasional gains. He woke up after a day and night with his eyes open.
Seeing Zhao Gongming, Yang Jian was shocked.
Is something wrong with Uncle Uncle?
How can this be good? I calculated and taught myself, but I never felt that Uncle Taiyi would suffer disaster! If the uncle has three strengths and two shortcomings, how should he explain to the master? How can you be worthy of your conscience?
As soon as Yang Jian was about to speak, Chu Qian quickly reported to Yang Jian what had happened after her practice, and Yang Jian heaved a sigh of relief.
He glanced at his sister and found that Yang Xiaochan was leaning against the corner sleeping peacefully, and the corners of his mouth were still a little gleaming, and he couldn't help but smile.
"Thank you," Yang Jian said gently to Ao Xinke, who had been standing on the edge of the fairy clam, watching Zhao Gongming and others, staying silent for a day and night.
"He, they...small, be careful..." Ao Xinke whispered in Yang Jian's ear, and Yang Jian nodded and agreed.
In fact, sometimes, in the face of such an exhortation, there is no need to explain more, just agree.
"Uncle Zhao," Yang Jian directly took out the photo-taking orb, wrapped it with profound energy, and placed it in Zhao Gongming's hands.
Zhao Gongming glanced at it, his smile a little frozen, and handed the Orb of the Picture to Wang Mo.
"This uncle is ashamed, and his nephew Yang Jian has been wronged," Zhao Gongming sighed, "I am waiting here just to give an explanation to his nephew. Wang Mo was blinded by the murderous heart and mistakenly thought It was my nephew who killed the killer, but I don’t know that another treacherous man was framed..."
"Brother!" Li Xingba, one of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island, frowned and said, "How can we draw such a conclusion just based on this gemstone?"
Zhao Gongming turned around and yelled: "Shut up! Don't you think it's not enough to be ashamed! A few second-generation disciples of Taoism, and the interception and killing of third-generation disciples of Taoism, this matter has long been spreading, do you really know it!"
All four of them bowed their heads sadly, Wang Mo holding the orb, tears in his eyes, sorrow hard to restrain.
Yang Jian also secretly praised when he saw this: It really is a deep love between master and apprentice.
"Why don't you just give up on this matter?" Zhao Gongming returned to a smiling face and smiled at Yang Jian, "Junior Nephew Yang Jian also used his junior brother Wang Demon to show his power. Who in the predicament does not know you are brave and good at fighting? It is a mainstay of my door!"
Give it up?
Yang Jian laughed quite self-deprecatingly: "What a brave name, but struggling for fear of death. Alas, how do you shake hands and make peace after many hardships?"
"What did you mean by Nephew," Zhao Gongming frowned, "Is this enmity forged with me?"
"I'm not aiming at intercepting education, just discussing the matter right now!" Yang Jian snorted, "The King Devil wants to kill me twice. That is my enemy of life and death, but this is my private grievance with him."
He looked at Wang Mo, but Wang Mo did not dare to look at him, turning his face away, his eyes were complicated and difficult to understand.
Yang Jian didn't say too much, and said: "Although I can resist Wang Mo's offensive today, it is difficult to ask him for an explanation. However, when I succeed in cultivation, I must go to Kowloon Island for advice! "
Wang Mo suddenly laughed sadly, his figure was full of bleakness, and suddenly raised his left hand, and his right hand slammed his left arm against the shoulder, one arm with a little blood fell towards the East China Sea...
"Big Brother!"
"Big brother, you!"
"My devil is here to take an oath in the name of "Teaching Immortals". In the future, where Yang Jian is, I will retreat. If Yang Jian comes to seek revenge, I will definitely not backhand! If I break this oath, I will stop teaching all immortals to punish my soul. !"
As soon as the oath came out, the situation changed.
Wang Mo staggered for half a step, without urging Xianli to heal the wound, allowing the blood to drip, looking at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian nodded silently, his expression unshakable, but said: "The next time we meet, it will be when you and I die."
"Yang Jian, don't go too far!" Li Xingba gritted his teeth and cursed, "We are your elders after all!"
"Heh, are you my elders now?" Yang Jian laughed, and his eyes were sharp, "When the three of you lent your treasures to your elder brother, did you ever think that you are still my elders?"
Yang Jian raised his finger to Li Xingba's nose, gritted his teeth and cursed, "The earth bead used by the devil to hit my spine is yours!"
He pointed to Gao Youqian, "The mixed ingot orb used by the demon to fix my body is yours!"
Pointing to Yang Sen again, "And that bundle of my soul-fusion sword, can it be in your hands?"
None of the three dared to look directly at Yang Jian~EbookFREE.me~, Zhao Gongming next to him also sneered at his four juniors.
Good ability, really good ability!
Four spiritual treasures, four big Luo Jinxian, and in the end, even Yang Jian couldn't hold a single one. Did they use the magic tricks they taught?
As soon as Zhao Gongming was about to get angry, Li Xingba cursed at Yang Jian: "When it comes to this, I will open the dzi beads to my eldest brother! I will teach Brother Zhao to be here, do you dare not admit it?"
"Open dzi beads?" Yang Jian said calmly, "I have never seen any open dzi beads."
"you!"
"Fourth! Don't say anything!"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Gongming yelled from the side: "You four, get out of here! Don't you think it's not enough to be embarrassed! Give me back to Jinao Island to receive punishment!"
"But brother, opening the Dzi Bead is not trivial..."
"Get out! My fist is no small thing!" Zhao Gongming rolled up his sleeves and was about to do it. The three of Li Xingba panicked and hurried away.
Wang Mo sighed, and single-handedly said to Yang Jian, turning around and chasing his three righteous brothers.
Zhao Gongming was so angry that he really didn't know why his teacher had to accept so many named disciples. The good and the bad were mixed. It was really... hard to comment.
"Mr. Yang Jian, the opening of the dzi..."
"Open Heaven Bead?" Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming with a sincere face, "What is that? It is actually the name of Kaitian, is it the innate treasure of Kaitian?"
"Yes, yes, it is indeed the treasure of the sky." Zhao Gongming smiled as stiff as he was, and sighed, "Well, if your nephew is free, he will come to Jinao Island to sit. I will decide later. I want to go to Yuquan Mountain to apologize, so that my nephew was wronged."
"Uncle, go slowly."
"Hey, go slowly," Zhao Gongming turned his back and left, shaking his head and sighing, not knowing what he was feeling.