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

Chapter 555 I have arrived to capture Lu Ya

As this being awakened, the once dark depths of the underground hot spring were instantly filled with radiant light, golden flames danced, and dazzling light illuminated a platform.

Within the divine fire on the platform is a gigantic golden divine bird, its golden feathers, seemingly cast from gold, radiating celestial brilliance.

But at this moment, the golden crow's eyes held a deep sense of disbelief...

Someone actually plotted against it?

What a joke!
Soon, a flash of golden light appeared, and the giant golden crow transformed into a handsome yet eerie young man dressed in golden feathers. He quickly began to deduce the truth by forming hand seals, his expression filled with urgency.

It's none of your business, hang it high!
When it comes down to it, there's no time to be in a hurry...

"Is it the Chan Sect... or the Jie Sect... or the Heavenly Court... or perhaps... the remnants of the Demon Court?"

But he quickly looked up in surprise and said, "No result... Damn it, let's try again... let's try again..."

He didn't stop until quite a while later, his expression growing increasingly gloomy and unpleasant.

"It's the Chan Sect? Impossible. Even if they knew it was me, they would still be helping them..."

"The Jie Sect... it's not impossible. The Jie Sect is known for its unorthodox and treacherous methods, but... they couldn't possibly know it was me!"

"..."

At this moment, his mind was in turmoil, and people or forces with whom he had grudges surfaced one by one, including even the remnants of the Demon Court.

He was once the young master supported by the remnants of the Demon Court, and even the elders were willing to follow him and, under his leadership, relive the glory of the Demon Court.

But fate took a turn during the battle for the heavens!

That time, he was stunned by the sword energy revealed by the jade cauldron, and his Dao heart cracked in fear, causing him to abandon his comrades and flee. This led to him being abandoned by the remnants of the demon court and forced to bear the responsibility for the defeat in that battle.

That's why he had to live in hiding for so long, concealing his identity.

"And... what methods did they use to ambush us? There aren't many secret techniques in this world that can affect a Great Luo Immortal."

He savored it carefully, and before he knew it, another version of himself flew out from above, looking drowsy and about to leave. He also yawned, his face showing weariness, his double eyelids growing heavier and heavier, about to close.

Suddenly, a huge hand flew out from above him, blazing with golden light, and pressed down another version of himself, pushing it into his crown chakra.

This startled him awake. He looked up and his face showed shock and anger: "That was close! My primordial spirit almost left my body. It feels a bit like my Seventh Night Nail to the Head... Impossible, absolutely impossible."

The Seven Arrows of Nailhead is divided into three parts: arrow text, incantation, and ritual implements. The operation is very complicated and time-consuming, but the effect is good.

The seven arrow manuals and incantations only drive away the primordial spirit, preventing it from returning to the physical body and keeping it adrift. However, the key to its true effectiveness lies in the final step: combining it with mulberry bow and peach arrows to kill the enemy.

These mulberry bows and peach arrows are also extraordinary. The bow is made from Fusang wood, and the peach arrows are made from innate peach spiritual roots. They can only be made by inscribing profound runes.

The Seven Arrows of Nailhead was originally created by his father, emperor, uncles and others to deal with the witch clan, but after it was developed, it was found that it was useless against the twelve ancestral witches, and that it was vicious and cruel and against the harmony of heaven, so it was sealed and listed as a taboo of the demon court.

The method of refining has long been lost. The three sets that were left over from back then are all in his hands. Apart from this time, he has never taken them out before, so how could anyone else have learned them?
"Isn't it ridiculous to try and ambush me with my own techniques?"

The young man sneered: "These kinds of curses usually target the soul and primordial spirit, and the symptoms are generally quite similar, so it shouldn't be..."

He sat cross-legged, deep in thought, but the light emanating from his primordial spirit above his head grew brighter and brighter, almost unable to conceal the anxiety that he couldn't hide: "This can't go on, but... who is it?"

……

Qishan.

Zhao Gongming appeared dazed, as if sleepwalking, drifting in the wind toward another direction.

"Senior brother, please wait!"

Suddenly a voice came from behind him. Zhao Gongming turned around in a daze and saw Tianxu grinning and raising a large sleeve to cover his head.

After putting Zhao Gongming into his sleeve, Tianxu smiled slightly and moved towards the merchant camp.

Inside the central command tent, snoring was deafening.

Wen Zhong lifted the curtain and, along with Chen Jiugong and Yao Shaosi, looked at Zhao Gongming, whose snoring was deafening, with a worried expression.

"Senior Brother Wen, what do you think is wrong with Master?" Chen Jiugong asked in alarm.

Yao Shaosi also said, "Master is a great immortal who attained enlightenment under the Heavenly Emperor. He has never slept for countless years. How come he is now sleeping like a mortal?"

"I..." Wen Zhong wanted to say that he had been ambushed, but he was afraid of ruining Tianxu's plans.

Chen Jiugong said, "Senior Brother Wen, you are quite skilled in divination and fortune telling. How about we take some coins and have a divination performed?"

Wen Zhong originally wanted to say that during the great calamity, heavenly secrets were not revealed, and it was easy to calculate the affairs of mortals but difficult to understand the karma of immortals. However, seeing that he could not refuse the two of them, he had no choice but to set up an incense table, personally lit incense and took some coins to cast a divination.

However, his expression changed drastically upon calculating this, for this divination not only yielded the result but also accurately revealed that Lu Ya intended to use the Seven Arrows of Nailhead to shoot and kill Zhao Gongming at Xiqi Mountain.

"What?! What should we do?"

After hearing what was said, both of them panicked a little, and even Wen Zhong was at a loss for what to do.

The Jade Void side had a massive formation with numerous immortals, while their strongest member, Zhao Gongming, had been ambushed and was clearly no longer able to fight.

He's good at commanding mortals in marching, deploying troops, and fighting battles, but among immortals...

"No need to panic!"

Tianxu suddenly descended from the sky and said, "The immortal path is based on the primordial spirit. When yin is exhausted and yang is pure, it is called the yang spirit. The yang spirit travels to the eight extremes, going to the North Sea in the morning and Cangwu in the evening, roaming freely. However, the primordial spirit was taken away by Jiang Ziya and scattered and did not return, so the physical body is drowsy and only knows how to sleep."

He patted his sleeve as he spoke: "However, I have already retrieved my senior brother's primordial spirit."

Wen Zhong and the other two breathed a sigh of relief.

Wen Zhong hurriedly asked, "Then, Junior Uncle, what should we do next?"

Tianxu looked up at the sky and said with a faint smile, "You continue to pray, and I will continue to wait."

Zhao Gongming's primordial spirit has been taken away, so... how many more days can Lao Liu hold on?
Outside Xiqi City, on a reed hut.

Lu Ya paced back and forth under the reed canopy with his hands behind his back, his face full of anxiety.

Beside the reed hut, Yu Ding, Huang Long, and Tai Yi watched Lu Ya, while the others closed their eyes and sat in meditation, silently circulating their primordial spirit to conserve their energy.

"What's he doing? He's been wandering around like his eyebrows are on fire all day." Huang Long raised his chin.

Yu Ding laughed: "Not at all, not at all. This fire can't hurt Brother Lu. Didn't you see that you were completely unharmed after you passed through the Blazing Flame Formation?"

Lu Ya glared at the group, then left the reed hut and headed towards Qishan, the place where Jiang Ziya performed his ritual.

As they were walking, Lu Ya suddenly stopped in his tracks. On a whim, he did some calculations with his fingers, and his expression immediately changed: "The sorcerer Tianxu sent the Seven Arrows of Nailhead to Wen Zhong in an attempt to harm me?"

When he realized this, he felt a sudden rush of blood to his head, leaving him stunned on the spot.

Was he betrayed by his own Seven Arrows of Nailhead?

"No? What's going on? How is this possible?"

When he finally came to his senses, his eyes were filled with surprise and anger. No wonder his avatar had been feeling uneasy lately.

But soon, reason prevailed, and Lu Ya's mind raced: Who is this Tianxu? How does he know the Seven Arrows of Nailhead? And how does he know my real name?
He fell into deep thought. Not many people knew his real name. Most of them were old ministers of the Demon Court and ancient saints. Besides, in the whole prehistoric world, no one else should know it except him... Wait a minute!

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, his eyes flashed, and he looked at the altar in front of him, where he saw three thousand soldiers standing all around.

On the central platform, Jiang Ziya, with disheveled hair and wielding a sword, performed the ritual of writing talismans and chanting incantations before the table. He was performing the ritual when he quickly bowed three times and burned the fifth arrow book.

"Is it him?"

A fierce glint flashed in Lu Ya's eyes, like two bolts of lightning ripping through the sky, causing the surrounding creatures and soldiers to feel a sudden, inexplicable tremor in their hearts.

After the ritual was completed, Jiang Ziya saw Lu Ya and hurriedly came to pay his respects.

Lu Ya nodded calmly: "Thank you for your hard work. Did everything go smoothly?"

Jiang Ziya said righteously, "Teacher, you are exaggerating. Everything I have done is simply to follow the will of Heaven."

Lu Ya smiled and said, "By the way, Ziya, after I taught you this secret technique, has anyone else inquired about the incantation, read the arrow manual, or seen it pass through someone else's hands?" Jiang Ziya shook his head without hesitation and said, "No!"

Lu Ya stared at him with a half-smile and said, "So fast? Don't you need to think about it? Don't worry, you're not in a hurry."

Jiang Ziya said sincerely, "Indeed, no. After I went down the mountain that day, I returned to the Prime Minister's residence and instructed my subordinates to set up the altar. Then I took a bath and washed up before coming here. Besides, my teacher made me swear an oath that the Dharma would not be passed on to more than six ears. How could I dare to reveal it?"

That makes sense... Lu Ya had been observing the subtle changes in Jiang Ziya's expression, but seeing that he looked sincere and not fake, and after hearing about the oath, he couldn't help but believe him to a large extent.

After all, there are natural laws governing the world, and who would dare to joke about a vow for no reason?

Besides, even Ran Deng commented that Jiang Ziya was honest, unlike the other disciples who were cunning, and he had made a vow, so he could be ruled out.

Upon realizing this, Lu Ya's heart grew even heavier. So, if this technique was not a leaked, incomplete version, then this sorcerer Tianxu might also possess the complete Seven Arrows of Nailhead.
The complete Seven Arrows of Nailhead! Lu Ya's face was very ugly. Even the real Lu Ya felt a sense of crisis.

As an external avatar, if the original body is destroyed, how well can he be?

Jiang Ziya asked with concern, "Teacher, what's wrong?"

Lu Ya waved his hand and walked away without saying a word.

Jiang Ziya stared at his retreating figure, still somewhat puzzled. After a moment of contemplation, his brow suddenly glowed, and a strange inscription shattered. A glint flashed in his eyes, and after a moment of surprise, he hurriedly headed towards the reed hut to find the jade cauldron.

The two arrived at a secluded spot, where Yu Ding swept away the duster to create a protective barrier. Only then did Jiang Ziya reveal that Lu Ya had come looking for him.

Yu Ding laughed and said, "I didn't realize you'd learned to lie too."

Jiang Ziya said frankly, "Senior brother, you know me. I'm an honest person and I never lie. I just happened to forget about the matter you were looking for me about, and then I remembered it just now."

"You rascal..." Yu Ding chuckled, "Aren't you curious about what your senior brother did with the spell?"

Jiang Ziya shook his head decisively: "I'm not curious. Anyway, I believe that my senior brother will not do anything bad to Yuxu Palace. He will tell me what he should know, and it's pointless for me to ask about what he shouldn't know."

Yu Ding raised an eyebrow: "Oh, you're quite aware of this. What if your senior brother betrays your trust and does something bad?"

Jiang Ziya chuckled and said, "That's for my master to handle; it has nothing to do with me."

Yu Ding glanced at Jiang Ziya with surprise. This kid has learned quite a bit in the officialdom of the mortal world.

The two brothers exchanged a glance and laughed.

At this moment, Lu Ya had already transformed into a streak of rainbow light and arrived at the merchant camp under the cover of night.

However, there was nowhere to perform the ritual, neither inside nor outside the three armies' camp.

"Little tricks!"

Lu Ya snorted and his eyes blazed with fire. He saw a barrier on the ground, emitting a spiritual light, like a large bowl turned upside down on the ground.

Inside the barrier, the setup was similar to that set up by Jiang Ziya. Wen Zhong, with disheveled hair and wielding a sword, was seen performing rituals, writing talismans and chanting incantations, and bowing to a straw figure with his name written on it.

Although he was mentally prepared, Lu Ya still felt his blood pressure soar and his anger rise when he saw this scene. Taking advantage of the moment when Wen Zhong bowed down, he reached out with one hand, made a sword finger, and pointed the fiery flames at the barrier. The barrier immediately shattered with a 'crack'.

Then he grabbed the straw figure from the table and was overjoyed. Just as he relaxed, a ball of bright red light suddenly shot up from the ground and struck his chest. The power of the Twenty-Four Seas was layered on top of each other, causing him to stagger back a few steps, his face turning red and spitting out blood.

A figure emerged from the ground.

Lu Ya's pupils contracted in shock as he exclaimed, "Zhao Gongming? You...you..."

The newcomer was Zhao Gongming. He looked tired and had deep dark circles under his eyes, as if he had stayed up all night for a very long time. Three talismans were pasted on his head to suppress his primordial spirit.

Zhao Gongming walked over step by step, staring at him coldly, and said, "Lu Ya, is it?"

"The Seven Arrows of Nailhead, is it?"

"So you've come to thwart my ambition, Zhao Gongming?"

With each step he took, his aura intensified, and after a few steps, his imposing presence soared to the heavens: "Since you're here, you're not leaving."

"No, I fell into a trap!"

Lu Ya was taken aback. His eyes darted around, and without saying a word, he turned and transformed into a long rainbow and disappeared.

Now that he has the straw man, the target of this trip, in his hands, there is no need to continue fighting.

Zhao Gongming stared into the distance: "The rest is up to you, junior brother!"

As he spoke, his imposing aura instantly collapsed, and he fell backward to the ground with a thud.

"Uncle Master..."

"Master!"

Wen Zhong and his two apprentices were shocked and rushed over to examine him, but their expressions suddenly became strange.

Soon, Zhao Gongming began to snore, and the sound grew louder and louder.

So he was asleep... Wen Zhong, Chen Jiugong, and Yao Shaosi exchanged glances and breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, they noticed the patrolling soldiers around them stopping to watch the sleeping deity with curiosity.

Feeling the soldiers' gazes, Wen Zhong and the others blushed: "What are you looking at? Can't you see... Go on patrol!"

"Yes!"

The patrolling soldiers left quickly, but within half a day, the legend of Zhao Shenxian snoring loudly in his sleep had spread throughout the camp.

At this moment, a long rainbow stretched for thousands of miles in an instant, like a shooting star streaking across the night sky. After flying an unknown distance, it stopped, and Lu Ya revealed himself and let out a long breath.

"hateful!"

He stared at the straw figure in his hand, his face grim. Suddenly, he clenched his fist and was about to destroy the straw figure when the fire in his hand suddenly exploded.

The straw figure transformed into a beam of light and flew to the side, where it transformed into a young Taoist priest who gently opened his mouth and inhaled all the fire.

Lu Ya was startled and suddenly shouted, "You are the sorcerer Tianxu who used the Seven Arrows of Nailhead?"

He recalled that this person was right next to Wen Zhong when Yu Xu and Bi You were fighting, but he was too low-key and did not reveal his name, so he did not attract attention.

Tianxu laughed and said, "Brother Dao, you really know how to turn the tables. You were the one who used this technique to harm Zhao Gongming first. When I used it on you, it was just a case of you doing the first thing and me doing the fifteenth. It was just an eye for an eye. Why are you still angry, Brother Dao?"

Lu Ya shouted, "Nonsense! It was clearly Yao Bin who plotted against Jiang Ziya. You're the ones who started this, and I'm the one who's doing it now!"

Tianxu waved his hand helplessly: "Alright, alright, this humble Taoist will not argue with you. How about you do fifteen and I do sixteen?"

Lu Ya then said, "I was the one who used the Seven Arrows of Nailhead to deal with Zhao Gongming, so why isn't my name on your straw figures?"

Tianxu said meaningfully, "Let's not beat around the bush, Lu Ya. You don't know who I am, but I know who you are."

These words sounded very familiar to Lu Ya, because they were the same words Zhao Gongming had spoken when he first met him. However, the situation had changed, and he was now in a passive position.

Lu Ya smiled faintly, "What a joke, Lu Ya is just Lu Ya, who else could he be?"

"Fellow Daoist Liu, are you still going to hide your true colors?"

Tianxu glanced around and sighed, "Alas, I thought you would go back to your lair to find your true self after stealing the straw man! What a pity!"

Lu Ya's eyes and expression suddenly turned extremely sharp: "Who exactly are you?"

"The origin of Taiji lies in its division into two forms, seemingly existent yet empty, revealing its profound mystery."

Auspicious light suddenly appeared across the three thousand realms, and countless heavens were newly opened in the spiritual realm.

Tianxu's expression suddenly turned solemn. He pointed at Lu Ya with his whisk and said, "I am Tianxu, the Recluse of the East Sea. It doesn't matter if you don't know this name. I am here to capture Lu Ya!"

Sorry to keep you all waiting, Pineapple is back again... Saturday night I was in excruciating pain, and the pain gradually subsided over the weekend. I thought I was fine, just sleepy, so I slept all day to prepare to go back to work on Monday. But it relapsed on Monday night, and I had checkups on Tuesday and Wednesday. These two bouts of pain were really torturous, leaving me with no energy or temper. I'm always sleepy, and even after sleeping during the day, I can still fall asleep at night.

That's outrageous! It has nothing to do with the gods in the book. The master said that Pineapple had bad luck last year but this year is better. As for the result, it was a recurrence of ulcers caused by Helicobacter pylori.

This time, I'll be taking the quadruple therapy for half a month, taking the medication on time. This is my final battle against Helicobacter pylori—a decisive victory! Everyone, remember to eat breakfast and maintain a regular sleep schedule; don't be like the pineapple bacteria! (づ￣ 3￣)づ