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

Chapter 567 The Twelve Golden Immortals Meet at the Nine Turns

Ziya couldn't help but glance at his senior brothers, Randeng and Guangchengzi.

Although they won a match half a month ago, Huang Tianhua's eyes were injured and Lei Zhenzi was poisoned. It was only thanks to their senior brother's miraculous elixir that the two were saved.

By this time, he already knew that Yunxiao and the others were far more powerful and skilled than he and these juniors could handle.

Since that's the case, he might as well just become a hands-off manager and follow the arrangements of this Teacher Ran Deng.

As for Teacher Lu Ya… Jiang Ziya sighed inwardly. He had promised to come back soon, but he had disappeared without a trace and never returned, leaving them waiting and waiting.

After a moment of contemplation, Ran Deng said, "Zi Ya, you take Ao Bing and Nezha out to meet the enemy first. We will follow shortly."

"Yes!"

Jiang Ziya, riding his four-legged unicorn, led his disciples to the city gates to meet the enemy. He cupped his hands and said, "Grand Tutor Wen, Immortal Maiden, what do you wish to teach us today?"

Wen Zhong raised his whip and shouted, "Jiang Ziya, if we're talking about the Five Elements, we both know them, and every disciple of both sects can move mountains and overturn seas..."

"Who said that? Uncle Ziya can't..." Nezha smiled and winked at Ao Bing.

Ao Bing was immediately speechless, and secretly glanced at Jiang Ziya, afraid of being discovered. He had to admit that this kid really had a sharp tongue.

“Swords and knives are the domain of mortals, not the skills of immortals like us. Today, we are not like others. My uncle will show you a moment to watch.” Wen Zhong’s voice came.

Yunxiao said, "Jiang Ziya, if you can break this formation, we will leave and never be your enemy again. But if you cannot break this formation, then don't blame us."

Jiang Ziya asked, "Is this true?"

He knew that since the other party had already laid out their demands, he had no choice but to agree.

Anyway, even if he fails, his fellow disciples will support him.

Yunxiao said, "My word is my bond. Would you like to enter the formation and take a look?"

Jiang Ziya cupped his hands and said, "Then this humble Taoist will respectfully comply. Ao Bing, Nezha, Jinzha, Muzha, let's go!"

He immediately selected his four most capable companions, and upon arriving at the door, he saw a small plaque hanging above.

“Uncle-Master, look, there are five characters on it: Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation…” Nezha said after glancing at the five large characters written on it.

Jinzha asked, "Uncle-Master, are you familiar with this formation?"

Jiang Ziya's heart sank, and he frowned, saying, "When I was cultivating in Kunlun Mountain, I did hear about the Yellow River Formation, but I have never seen the name 'Nine Bends Yellow River' before."

Ao Bing said, "Let's go in and take a look first."

Jiang Ziya nodded slightly and, escorted by several people, entered the formation gate, where he saw a dramatic change in the scenery before him.

A chilling wind howled within the formation, gloomy clouds hung heavy, and a dark aura seeped in. The fog obscured the sun and moon, making it impossible to discern the sky. The atmosphere was vast and desolate, with a chilling atmosphere rising to the heavens and a gloomy haze covering the earth. The vast expanse of yellow sand resembled a long, winding river.

Outside the Yellow River Formation, the Three Immortals and Han Zhixian coldly watched the few people observing the formation. The formation was now complete, but its power had not yet been revealed.

Ao Bing and the others looked around, but because they had not studied the art of formations, they could not discern anything about its intricacies or power.

Jiang Ziya, however, was immediately taken aback. He made a hand seal and stepped forward, instantly creating a yellow Qimen formation that spread outwards. His eyes also began to glow.

"Hey, look what Uncle-Master is using!" Mu Zha asked after noticing.

Ao Bing and Jinzha exchanged a glance and both shook their heads, indicating that they did not understand.

Nezha laughed and said, "My uncle has this skill? How come I've never seen him use it?"

They were quite surprised, and seemed very relaxed, unaware of the seriousness of the situation.

At the heart of the formation, Qiongxiao looked at the magic array beneath Jiang Ziya's feet and said, "Elder sister, look at the method Jiang Ziya is using. It seems to be the legendary art of Qimen Dunjia, but... it doesn't quite seem like it."

She pondered for a moment and said, "Feng Hou once exhausted the mysteries of heaven and earth to develop a total of 1,080 formations of Qimen Dunjia, which can calculate the secrets of heaven and predict good and bad fortune. However, it is extremely complex and profound, and only those with great wisdom can master it. Look at Jiang Ziya's feet, there are only 72 formations..."

Bixiao said, "This only shows that he hasn't mastered it yet; it's just an incomplete version of Feng Hou Qi Men."

A strange light flashed in Yunxiao's eyes as he slowly said, "No, the complete Qimen he used must have been simplified and evolved by someone. It is said that Jiang Ziya had poor aptitude and could not become an immortal, but I never thought he had such wisdom."

She sighed, "This is no longer Feng Hou Qi Men; perhaps it should be more accurately called Jiang Shang Qi Men. This man is extraordinary."

“Jiang Shang Qimen…” Bi Xiao, Qiong Xiao, and the others were greatly surprised.

They rarely saw Yunxiao praise someone, especially with such high praise.

As they talked, Jiang Ziya, who was "watching" the battle, made calculations with his fingers, fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, and his body began to tremble slightly.

fierce!
Bad luck!

“Go…go quickly!”

Suddenly, the magic array beneath Jiang Ziya's feet disappeared, and he was seen sweating profusely, hurriedly shoving his nephews around without even wiping it off.

Nezha glanced into the depths and asked curiously, "We haven't finished looking yet. Shouldn't we go deeper and take another look?"

Jiang Ziya felt a chill run down his spine and had an urge to slap this brat away. He said irritably, "I'm not going. This place is not safe to stay. Let's go."

He turned around, called a few of his junior apprentices, and hurriedly went outside.

"Senior Sister Yunxiao, look! Could it be that Jiang Ziya has figured something out?" Han Zhixian exclaimed in surprise.

Yunxiao frowned and said, "It shouldn't be... right? This Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was passed down from my master, and I have never shown it to the world since I created it. Seeking good fortune and avoiding misfortune is the instinct of a sorcerer..."

As they were talking, Jiang Ziya had already led several of his junior disciples to meet Wen Zhong, the Three Immortals, and others outside the formation.

Bixiao asked, "Jiang Ziya, do you recognize our formation?"

Nezha chuckled and said, "You've already written it on the door, why are you talking about knowing each other or not?"

Then he, Ao Bing, Jinzha, and Muzha burst into laughter.

Bixiao shouted, "You brat, stop your arrogant talk! If you have the guts, try breaking the formation! Do you dare?"

The young hero Nezha, spurred on by these words, shouted, "What's there to be afraid of? Let's give it a try!"

"This brat fell for such a simple provocation..." Jiang Ziya felt a chill run down his spine and just wanted to go back to his senior brother. He grabbed Nezha, forced a smile, and cupped his hands, saying, "The child is ignorant, please forgive him, Fairy. The formation is mysterious. May I go back and think it over before I try to break it?"

But as he was speaking, Nezha, carrying his Fire-Tipped Spear and riding on his Wind-Fire Wheels, headed straight for the Azure Sky.

boom!
A burst of light and fire erupted, and the Samadhi True Fire surged forth. Nezha's body spewed out crimson true fire, bathing in the raging flames. He unleashed the profound power of the Qian Yuan lineage, and a lotus incarnation emerged from his body and merged with him. Streams of golden magic power intertwined, and in the blink of an eye, the blazing fire formed a colossal Dharma image with three heads and six arms, entwined with true fire, standing tall in the sky.

The moment this Dharma form appeared, it burned down the void and illuminated the heavens, just like the fire god of ancient times.

Although he was reckless, he wasn't stupid. He had suffered a loss when he used magic weapons against Shi Ji last time, so he learned from his experience this time. He immediately used the strongest technique that Yu Ding had taught him: the Law of Heaven and Earth combined with the Lotus Incarnation and Samadhi True Fire, which boosted his combat power to the extreme.

“Nezha… Oh dear, this kid is too impulsive…” Jiang Ziya said indignantly.

Such a dangerous situation should be left to Randeng and your master to handle, why are you going to take it?
The usually composed Jinzha comforted him with a smile, "Uncle-Master, don't panic. All the senior uncles and masters are behind us. What are we afraid of? Let Nezha fight her a few rounds first."

It seems so… Jiang Ziya then remembered that he had someone behind him. Although the formation was dangerous, it was only dangerous for him. “Perhaps if Master Ran Deng and my fellow disciples could handle it like the Ten Deadly Formations!” With this thought, Jiang Ziya felt certain.

when--

Nezha's Dharma form soared to the heavens, his Fire-Tipped Spear like that of an ancient fire god, bursting with true fire. He thrust the spear towards the azure sky, spear tip against sword tip. The two clashed against the heavens, instantly separated by flames and blue light. After a brief clash, the Dharma form was pushed back three hundred miles, but was unharmed.

The two clashed, and a wave of energy shook the void, sweeping across all directions.

However, those heading towards the merchant camp were dispelled by the immortal light emanating from Yunxiao, while the Twelve Immortals of the Burning Lamp went towards Xiqi; otherwise, Xiqi City would probably have been razed to the ground.

“This…” Bixiao was shocked and somewhat incredulous, then flew into a rage.

She, who was of the same generation as Taiyi, was unable to defeat Taiyi's disciple in a single move. If word got out, she would lose face.

Qiongxiao was also somewhat surprised: "Although the second generation disciples of Yuxu are not very good, I have heard that the third generation disciples are extraordinary. Yu Ding's little disciple and that junior who is good at using lightning are already quite remarkable. I did not expect that Taiyi's disciple also has the ability to fight against us. This rumor is not unfounded."

Yunxiao gently raised his hand, and a golden light rose into the sky, instantly illuminating the heavens.

She summoned the Hunyuan Golden Bucket, and then a golden light fell from it, enveloping Nezha and drawing him inside. The Golden Bucket flipped over and was thrown into the Yellow River Formation.

Jinzha and Muzha, who had been calm and composed, changed color instantly upon seeing their younger brother being captured, their faces filled with surprise. This move was somewhat beyond their expectations.

"Don't harm my disciple!"

Just as they were about to save their younger brother, a loud shout rang out from afar. Taiyi, sword in hand, charged towards them with a murderous look on his face, arriving even faster than his fellow disciples.

"Great! It's Senior Uncle Taiyi!"

The two breathed a sigh of relief upon seeing Taiyi and stepped forward, saying, "Uncle-Master, we've come to help you!"

But then Jinzha made a hand seal and summoned the Dragon-Binding Pillar. Three golden rings flew over and wrapped around Yunxiao's neck, waist, and legs, restraining his limbs.

Mu Zha also shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the sky, and two Wu Hook Swords behind him shot into the sky, their sword light crisscrossing as they slashed towards the clouds.

Qiongxiao laughed and said, "Don't say that the Wu hook is not a treasure. Even if the Wu hook is a treasure, it can hardly hurt me!"

With a flick of her wrist, a celestial sword cleaved the Wu Hook Twin Swords in two.

"Sister Yunxiao?" Han Zhixian's expression changed drastically when she saw Yunxiao bound.

Yunxiao glanced at the golden ring on his body and smiled, "This is just a small thing, nothing to worry about."

She made a hand seal and pointed at the Hunyuan Golden Bucket. Instantly, a golden light shot out from the bucket like lightning, capturing the charging Taiyi and throwing him into the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation.

As the formation activated, the Bewitching Immortal Pill and the Closing Immortal Technique within took effect. Even a powerful figure like Taiyi Zhenren, after being thrown into the formation, was completely mesmerized and motionless, losing the Three Flowers on his head, dispersing the Five Qi in his chest, closing his Heavenly Gate, and losing his Dao Fruit.

Then Yunxiao pointed at the Hunyuan Golden Bucket, and golden light fell down. The Dragon-Binding Pillar flew up and landed in the bucket. He pointed again and cast a golden light that sucked Jinzha into it and threw him into the Yellow River Formation.

Mu Zha exclaimed in shock and anger, "Big brother?!"

Yunxiao glanced at Muzha, then gently raised her hand, and the two Wu Hook Swords, their sword energy soaring into the sky, fell into her grasp.

"Muzha, run!" Jiang Ziya shouted.

However, Yunxiao had already offered up the Golden Cauldron again, and Muzha had no time to dodge. He was already caught in a golden light and thrown into the Yellow River Formation.

Ao Bing: "Oh no!"

When Yunxiao's gaze fell upon him, Ao Bing had already transformed into a white light, swept up Jiang Ziya, and fled.

Sibuxiang: "!!!∑(Дノ)ノ?"

It glanced around and found itself standing alone, bewildered.

No, you brat, have you forgotten something? Take me with you! I haven't caught up yet...

The four-legged creatures had no choice but to busily eat grass on the barren ground.

Seeing the white light disappear into Xiqi City in the blink of an eye, Yunxiao was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and laughed, "He ran fast, which is unlike his master."

Han Zhixian nodded slightly, quite agreeing. After all, the Jade Cauldron of the past was like a sword drawn from its sheath, its sharpness fully revealed. How could it possibly flee in the face of battle?
On the reed awning.

"What kind of magical artifact is that, so powerful?"

The remaining members of the Jade Void Ten Immortals were shocked to see Taiyi captured. They never expected that Taiyi would be defeated so easily; to put it bluntly, he was utterly pathetic.

Of course, they only saw the power of the magic weapon, unaware that the Nine-Bend Yellow River Formation was even more terrifying.

Randeng said in a deep voice, "This treasure is called the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron. This time, it is also a calamity for all of you fellow Daoists. Those with deep roots will be fine when entering this formation, but those with shallow roots may be at a disadvantage."

Guang Chengzi shook his head and said, "Since it is a calamity, how can we defy fate? We have no choice but to make this trip."

Everyone sighed and nodded.

Immediately, Randeng led everyone to step down from the reed hut and arrive at the front of the formation.

On the city wall of Xiqi, Ao Bing and Jiang Ziya slowly emerged.

Jiang Ziya: "They didn't catch up..."

"What a powerful magic weapon! It scared me to death!" Ao Bing breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ziya glanced at him in surprise and asked, "Why aren't you going to save them?"

Ao Bing's eyes widened: "What kind of talk is this, Uncle-Master? Uncle-Master Taiyi was captured before he could even exchange a single blow. You want me to go? Is this a situation I can handle? Besides, have you forgotten who saved you from danger?"

Jiang Ziya: "...Thank you!"

Ao Bing looked at the front of the battle and laughed, "Our senior uncles and masters have entered the arena. Those few Daoist nuns are in trouble this time. Let our senior uncles and masters handle this kind of battle!"

Jiang Ziya nodded: "That makes sense!"

So the two of them lay on the city wall and watched the battle from a distance.

Yunxiao said, "Randeng, since you are going too far and refusing to listen to reason, then today we will use this formation to decide right and wrong. Which of your disciples, the most skilled among them, will come to challenge my formation?"

Randeng laughed and said, "Fellow Daoist, you are mistaken. You were in the palace when the Investiture of the Gods was signed. You should understand that since Zhao Gongming came here, he was destined to suffer this calamity. You can't blame anyone else."

Qiongxiao said quietly, "Eldest sister, we've already set up the formation, why bother with morality? Let's do it!"

Beside Randeng, Chijingzi sneered, "Qiongxiao, now that you've arrived, you're bound to be listed on the Investiture of the Gods."

Upon hearing this, Yunxiao's expression turned slightly cold, Qiongxiao's narrowed eyes suddenly opened with a cold glint, and Bixiao was even more furious: "Chijingzi, do you dare to come out and fight me for a couple of rounds?"

"Why don't you dare!"

With a cold laugh, Chi Jingzi raised his hand, and immortal light surged as he drew his sword and engaged Bi Xiao in battle.

In an instant, the two figures clashed and intertwined, their immortal swords colliding, sparks flying, and sword marks weaving into Dao patterns that were imprinted on the sky.

Yunxiao gave a light hum, and with a gentle flick of his right hand, he raised the Hunyuan Golden Cauldron towards the sky. A golden light, as fast as lightning, caught Chijingzi and threw him into the Yellow River Formation, where he landed.