Don't let Yu Ding take on any more disciples.

Chapter 543 The Twelve Immortal Leaders Gather in Xiqi

"Hey hey hey..."

Seeing Yao Tianjun break down because he couldn't get the last soul and spirit of his master, Ao Bing chuckled.

Yu Ding glanced at him and slapped him across the face in annoyance.

"The disciples of Jade Void Sect must always pay attention to their image and demeanor! Who taught you to smile so slyly?"

"..."

At that moment, fires broke out in multiple locations in the four directions of the merchant camp.

“Nezha and the others have made their move.” Ao Bing’s expression shifted.

The three armies' camp was immediately thrown into chaos.

Nezha and his companions were no match for Wen Zhong and the others, but apart from these few, they were unstoppable. They stormed into the camp, rampaging and setting fires everywhere, causing unimaginable chaos.

Inside the central command tent, Wen Zhong heard the commotion and rushed out to see flames shooting into the sky and chaos erupting outside, with soldiers frantically shouting for help to put out the fire.

"What's going on?" Wen Zhong shouted.

Just then, a whooshing sound rang out in the night sky, and two figures with wings on their backs were seen chasing each other. It was Xin Huan chasing Lei Zhenzi.

Xin Huan shouted, "Grand Tutor, the scoundrels from Xiqi have launched a night attack and set fires all over the military camp."

Wen Zhong thought for a moment and then exclaimed in alarm, "Quickly go and protect the army's provisions!"

As the saying goes, "An army marches on its stomach," and in warfare, provisions are of paramount importance.

At this moment, the Nine Heavens Lords also rushed over to inquire what had happened.

Upon hearing Zhong's words, Qin Tianjun and the others were furious. They cursed the Yu Xu junior for being immoral and quickly used their supernatural powers to extinguish the fire.

Looking at the chaotic camp from the sky, Yu Ding nodded: "It's time. Proceed according to plan. Remember, be especially careful not to get trapped inside after entering the formation. This Soul-Sinking Formation closes the gate of life and opens the gate of death. It is formed by the gathering of fierce energy of heaven and earth. Inside, there is a white paper banner with talismans on it. If a person or immortal enters this formation and the white banner is unfurled, their soul will dissipate and they will perish instantly. No matter if they are a god or immortal, they will perish as soon as they enter."

"Hiss... That powerful?"

Ao Bing was taken aback and shrank back, saying in a low voice, "Master, I don't think I can do it. My cultivation is still shallow and my Taoist skills are weak. Why don't you go?"

Yu Ding raised his hand in annoyance to strike again, but Ao Bing chuckled and dodged away, saying, "Master, I'm off. If I make a mistake, remember to bail me out."

Yu Ding snorted, "That rebellious disciple!"

However, after humming, he suddenly burst out laughing. But to be fair, the last line had quite his style.

Another point is that while the other disciples have experienced too many setbacks and hardships since childhood, this kid has been well protected by his family, so he is probably the most lively of all his disciples.

Then look at Ao Bing. After flashing away, he transformed into Jiang Ziya's soul and drifted leisurely into the Soul-Sinking Formation.

"Come or not!"

"boom!"

"You son of a bitch... are you coming or not?!"

"boom!"

Inside the Soul-Losing Formation, Yao Tianjun, having broken through the defenses, angrily slammed his token against the table again and again, causing the straw figure on the table to bounce around.

But just as he was about to lose his temper, he suddenly saw Jiang Ziya's soul floating into the formation, and he almost cried with joy: "It's finally here... My technique is complete!"

Yao Bin happily infused the soul and spirit into the straw figure, picked it up, laughed loudly, and went to find Wen Zhong.

Suddenly, a white light flashed on the straw man, and a white weasel-like creature emerged, biting his wrist.

Despite its small size, the white sable bit off Yao Bin's wrist in one bite, causing blood to splatter everywhere. The hand holding the straw figure fell to the ground.

"Ah! My hand... Where did this beast come from!"

Yao Bin screamed as the intense pain of losing his hand spread throughout his body like an electric shock. His head was buzzing. He took two steps back, looked up, and saw that his hand was gone. The white bone was visible to the naked eye, and blood was gushing out.

However, the broken edge was also glowing, and the immortal's powerful life force was surging, growing back at a speed visible to the naked eye.

However, there was also a dark purple power there, preventing his severed limbs from regenerating. The two forces hissed and emitted white smoke.

"That beast has poison in its mouth..." Yao Tianjun was shocked.

At that moment, the white sable transformed into a beam of white light and disappeared into the straw man. The straw man also emitted light, and along with one of its hands, it rushed out of the Soul-Sinking Formation.

"Where do you think you're going? Stay here!"

Yao Bin shouted through gritted teeth, enduring the pain as he hurriedly splashed a bucket of black sand from the table onto the straw figure and his hand. He saw that the black sand dissolved quickly after touching his hand.

After a flash of yellow light, the straw man rushed out of the formation and disappeared, leaving only a hand bone on the ground. Yao Bin was so angry that he beat his chest, stamped his feet, and cursed loudly.

At this moment, Wen Zhong and the others had already repelled Nezha's night attack.

Or perhaps they caused chaos and then left without lingering, while Wen Zhong, sensing something strange about the night raid, rushed to the Soul-Slaying Formation.

As soon as they entered the formation, they heard Yao Bin and Yao Tianjun cursing loudly and saw black blood flowing continuously from their wrists.

"Brother Dao, what happened?" everyone asked hurriedly.

When the Golden Light Saintess saw Yao Bin's wrist, she immediately stepped forward, took out a elixir, and gave it to Yao Bin. In the blink of an eye, the purple color disappeared, and Yao Bin's hand grew back.

Yao Bin then angrily recounted what had happened.

"It must have been the Jade Void Sect members who discovered it and devised a plan to retrieve Jiang Shang's soul."

Wen Zhong sighed, "Alas, what a pity."

The others also sighed in regret.

Yao Bin gritted his teeth and said, "You protect me, I'll do it again, I refuse to believe it."

The Golden Light Mother said, "Forget it, there's only one chance like this. If it fails the first time, the other side will be on guard, and it will be difficult to succeed again."

Yao Bin gritted his teeth in anger, but his magic was mainly about catching people off guard, so it was not very effective against immortals with profound cultivation. It was only good for dealing with people like Jiang Ziya.

Qin Tianjun said, "Brother Yao, don't be discouraged. We still have the Ten Deadly Formations. We will settle our score with them in the Ten Deadly Formations."

"What a risk, what a risk!"

A white light streaked across the sky like a shooting star, arriving before the jade cauldron and transforming into Ao Bing, who took out a straw figure and said, "Master, I have not failed you."

This kid… Yu Ding glanced at Ao Bing, a hint of speechlessness flashing in his eyes. Ao Bing really hasn't learned anything good…

It turns out that in the world of Investiture of the Gods, Yang Jian, that little brat, had set dogs on Zhao Gongming, Bixiao, and others. Unexpectedly, this time when he sent this kid down the mountain, Ao Bing also learned it without a teacher.

"Master?" Ao Bing looked at him in surprise.

Yu Ding said, "You don't need to give me the straw figure. Take it back with you, and also take the soul and spirit in this jade bottle. A master will save your Uncle Ziya. Remember to be respectful."

I must say, he handled things much more efficiently and effectively this time than the original Chi Jingzi.

They didn't fail to borrow the Tai Chi Diagram, nor did they lose this treasure within the Soul-Losing Formation.

Ao Bing asked, "Master isn't going back to Xiqi?"

Yu Ding smiled meaningfully: "Go back and tell your uncle that there is no need to worry about the Ten Deadly Formations, as there will be immortals and saints to help him break the formations."

However, these immortals possess a body free from worldly desires, which is quite inconvenient for them in this mortal realm. You must build a thatched hut outside the west gate, adorned with colorful decorations and flowers, to await the arrival of the immortals to break the formation; otherwise, it would be disrespectful to the sages.”

Ao Bing asked, "Will Master come too?"

Yu Ding nodded: "I will come!"

Ao Bing asked, "Then why are you going back, Master?"

Yu Ding's expression stiffened when asked the question.

Ao Bing continued, "Look, if you go back now and come back in a few days, you'll have to make an extra trip, which is a lot of trouble. If we don't go now, we can avoid making that trip... Ah, Master!"

Before he could finish speaking, Yu Ding swept his sleeve and sent him flying.

"Get the hell out of here! You think you can teach your teacher how to do things?" Yu Ding turned and left.

Since their parting at Yuxu Palace years ago, none of them have seen each other again.

Now that he has returned to the mortal realm, it can be seen as creating momentum for the emergence of a chosen one in Xiqi. He was originally unwilling to come, but his master had given the order that he had to come even if he didn't want to.

Although they are immortals, they are also fellow disciples. In particular, those fellow disciples have not yet eradicated the Three Corpse Worms and have violated the precept against killing. They are full of anger and hatred, and their murderous intent is stronger than the last. They will definitely make a grand entrance when they leave the city.

His disciples were living up to his expectations, and he, as their master, could not tarnish the reputation of the Yuquan lineage.

Ao Bing drew a beautiful parabola and landed squarely in the backyard of the Prime Minister's residence.

He quickly looked around to see if anyone was there. Once he saw no one, he jumped up and glanced around again.

“These days, you get beaten for telling the truth…” Ao Bing muttered.

He led the straw figure into the inner hall, only to find that Nezha and the others had already returned, and King Wu Ji Fa was also there. At this moment, he was talking with a Taoist priest who had a refined appearance, an otherworldly air, and was about forty years old, wearing a purple robe with the Eight Trigrams.

"How was the trip?"

Nezha asked urgently, and everyone else hurriedly looked over as well.

Ao Bing looked over and saw that the Taoist priest was also looking over. He immediately wiped away his previous disheveled state, coughed, and just as everyone was eagerly waiting, Ao Bing asked, "Is there any water?"

Chi Jingzi's expression froze; he never expected Ao Bing to feint.

But this kid's way of keeping us in suspense... seems a bit familiar.

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Mu Zha quickly brought over some water, and Ao Bing picked up the water jug ​​and drank it all in one gulp, then smacked his lips.

Just when everyone thought Ao Bing was about to speak, he added, "Is there anything else?"

"Hey!" Nezha exclaimed anxiously, "Are you trying to drive us crazy? Tell us quickly!" Ao Bing smiled nonchalantly and said, "The mere Soul-Snatching Formation is nothing to worry about. Uncle-Master's soul has been retrieved."

He then took out a straw figure.

Everyone immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Chi Jingzi also smiled: "So this is Junior Brother Yu Ding's last disciple? Not bad, not bad."

Ao Bing looked at Chi Jingzi curiously, and Nezha said, "This is our Uncle-Master Chi Jingzi, why don't you come and pay your respects?"

Ao Bing was startled and dared not put on airs anymore. He quickly stepped forward and said, "Disciple Ao Bing greets Senior Uncle."

Chi Jingzi nodded and smiled, "No need for formalities. By the way, where is your master?"

Ao Bing said, "After retrieving the straw figure where Uncle Ziya's soul was located, Master went back to the mountain first. He said that someone would come to rescue Uncle Ziya, which should be my senior uncle."

"Has Immortal Yu Ding left?" Ji Fa was taken aback upon hearing this, feeling somewhat lost.

Perhaps it was a matter of first impression, but he always felt a strange sense of familiarity and closeness to that Jade Cauldron Immortal.

“Since he’s already here, he insists on entrusting this matter to me.”

Chi Jingzi was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head with a helpless smile. He took the straw figure and the jade bottle, put all two souls and six spirits from the straw figure into the bottle, then pointed the mouth of the jade bottle at the top of his head and tapped it ten times, returning the three souls and seven spirits to their bodies in turn.

Before long, Jiang Ziya regained consciousness, groaned, and opened his heavy eyelids to wake up.

"My martial uncle has woken up!"

Everyone was overjoyed.

Jiang Ziya glanced at the person in the room and said, "Why is Senior Brother Chijingzi here?"

The disciples laughed and recounted how he had been ambushed. Jiang Ziya felt a chill run down his spine and repeatedly thanked Chi Jingzi.

Nezha said with a grin, "Uncle-Master, don't just thank Uncle-Master Chijingzi. We all contributed a lot this time."

Jiang Ziya sneered: "Then whose idea was it to 'electrotherapy' me when I was being ambushed?"

Everyone looked at each other, eyes downcast, seemingly oblivious to the situation.

I knew it, I knew it... Lei Zhenzi's lips twitched. When he was being told to use his powers of violence, he pounded his chest loudly, displaying a spirit of loyalty that soared to the heavens. But afterwards, not one of them showed any loyalty.

Jiang Ziya quickly said, "Senior Brother Chijingzi, you've come all this way to Xiqi, and now this Ten Deadly Formations are set up outside the city. What do you think we should do to break it?"

“Your soul has been separated from your body for too long, making it weak and causing a deficiency in both qi and blood. It’s better to recuperate for a while before discussing this further,” Chi Jingzi said.

Jiang Ziya also felt weak and powerless, so he had no choice but to agree.

After everyone had left, Jiang Ziya secretly kept Ao Bing behind.

"Nephew, does your Dragon Palace have a prescription for that kind of medicine?" Jiang Ziya asked.

Ao Bing was taken aback: "That kind of medicine? Which one?"

Jiang Ziya said, "It's the kind that weak people eat to nourish their qi and blood."

"Oh, that kind... Of course we have it."

Ao Bing laughed and said, "My third uncle used to often complain of being weak and tired. I remember he would prepare six kinds of medicine for himself, one bowl in the morning and he would be full of energy at night... But my uncle is currently too weak. If you are too weak, you can't take the supplement. I will start with three ingredients and add one more the next day. Let's try it."

Jiang Ziya hesitated and said, "That's good, but do our human race have those medicinal herbs?"

"Don't worry, Uncle-Master, those medicinal herbs aren't scarce, and besides, I have plenty on me," Ao Bing said with a smile.

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed and said, "That's excellent."

Ao Bing immediately wrote a prescription, went down to find someone to prepare the medicine, and took out tiger king blood, dragon antler, and other ingredients to add to the medicine.

In just three days, Jiang Ziya was full of energy and vitality, feeling like he had inexhaustible energy, as if he had returned to his twenties. He praised Ao Bing's prescription for being effective.

However, soon after, Jiang Ziya felt hot all over at night and couldn't sleep at all; he even felt some swelling and pain in his body.

"This...did this kid take too much?"

Jiang Ziya suddenly sat up, quickly went to the courtyard to stretch his muscles and bones, and then fully circulated his Innate Qi Gong, taking a full half month to refine the power of the six medicines.

"This kid must have given me the same dosage as his uncle."

Jiang Ziya opened his eyes, his lips twitching. Fortunately, his innate Qi cultivation technique was effective in refining this violent power, increasing his cultivation by nearly a hundred years.

Otherwise, he, who had just been brought back to life, might have to die again.

In addition, as this mortal grows old, his vital energy and blood decline. When he first mastered this skill, he was about forty years old. Although he later locked in his vital energy and blood, his body remained at the age of forty.

But this bowl of soup brought his physical functions back to their peak in his twenties and thirties.

"Hahaha!"

If it weren't so late and there weren't so many people in the mansion, he would have been so excited that he wanted to roar to the sky.

He now felt his body was filled with explosive power, enough to kill that old bastard Wen Zhong with a single punch once it was unleashed.

"This kid has turned misfortune into a blessing again..."

The four-legged creature in the corner of the yard chewed on a fruit, its face expressionless as it thought to itself.

Yuquan Mountain, Jinxia Cave.

"Ding!"

Before Yu Ding could even get his butt warm from his return, the little Taoist doll made a sound. Upon opening it, he found a message in 'Yu Xu F4'.

Huanglong Xiaoyao: Guys, Master has summoned us to Xiqi to discuss breaking the Ten Deadly Formations.
Yunshui Chanxin: But I didn't receive a notification.
Huanglong Zhenren: ...

Tai 2 Zhenren: There should only be twelve of us, you don't need to worry about it.

Zen Mind in the Clouds: Oh, I'm busy now.

Master Huanglong: I hope you will remain silent. Where is Yu Ding? When are you leaving?

Yu Ding typed without hesitation: Immediately

Huanglong Zhenren: Alright, then I'll head out.

Tai2 Zhenren: I'm setting off too.

Yu Ding typed three characters: See you in Xiqi!
Xiqi.

On this day, Jiang Ziya was gathering everyone to discuss how to break the formation.

Chi Jingzi laughed and said, "Although the unorthodox formations are powerful, they are safe once the true destiny is established. Junior brother, don't worry."

Ao Bing said, "By the way, Uncle-Master, my master told me to tell you to build a reed hut outside the West Gate..."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Ziya immediately arranged for people to start the work, which was completed in half a day.

After completion, Jiang Ziya, along with Chi Jingzi and all his disciples, went out of the city to a reed hut, spread felt on the ground, and hung flowers and decorations, waiting for their fellow Daoists to arrive. Wu Ji, who had recovered from his injuries, stayed at the mansion.

"Oh, here they come!" Chi Jingzi suddenly smiled and looked up at the sky.

"The Yellow Dragon Immortal from Magu Cave on Erxian Mountain has come to discuss breaking the Ten Deadly Formations!"

A crane's cry was heard in the sky, and a crane with a bald head appeared carrying a Taoist priest dressed in an earth-yellow Bagua robe.

The crane landed, and Huanglong dismounted. Chijingzi and Jiang Ziya led their disciples forward to pay their respects.

After the ceremony, Huang Long excitedly asked, "Little Bingza, has your master arrived yet?"

Ao Bing, feeling a little embarrassed by being called by his nickname, replied, "I'm not here yet!"

Huanglong's smile froze: "Little Nezha, has your master arrived yet?"

Nezha shook his head: "No!"

Huang Long's face darkened, and he was about to explode when Chi Jingzi noticed the tense atmosphere and said with a smile, "Huang Long, calm down. They may be on their way."

"Guang Chengzi from Taoyuan Cave on Mount Jiuxian has come to discuss breaking the Ten Deadly Formations!"

"The Taiyi Zhenren of Jinguang Cave on Qianyuan Mountain..."

"Jialong Mountain Feiyun Cave fears to leave its grandson..."

"Manjushri, the Heavenly Venerable of Vast Dharma, of Yunjiao Cave, Wulong Mountain..."

"The True Man Puxian of Baihe Cave, Jiugong Mountain..."

"Cihang Daoist of Luojia Cave on Mount Putuo..."

"The Great Master Lingbao of Yuanyang Cave, Mount Kongtong..."

"The Celestial Venerable of the Jade Cave in Golden Court Mountain..."

"Qingfeng Mountain, Ziyang Cave, Pure Void Moral True Lord..."

As they were talking, a strange phenomenon suddenly appeared in the sky, accompanied by rising purple clouds, floating clouds, and thousands of auspicious wisps of air, creating a magnificent scene.

One after another, figures with an ethereal and otherworldly air appeared, sometimes alone, sometimes in groups, accompanied by sounds, and gracefully landed.

"My fellow disciples have all arrived, Ziya, hurry!"

Chi Jingzi quickly urged Jiang Ziya and the younger generation to go forward and pay their respects to their master and uncles, so no one was left to take care of Huanglong's feelings.

Looking at the lively scene, only four words remained in Huang Long's mind:

"Damn, I'm too early!"

P.S.: Sorry, Pineapple is late today too.