novelaction Chapter 544 Feeding Bodhi Patriarch the Fallen Saint Pill
Chapter 544 Feeding Bodhi Patriarch the Fallen Saint Pill
The presence of so many supporters around her eased Yang Jiao's unease.
She even started laughing at herself.
They were so intimidated by the huge gift package that they became hesitant and timid.
Yang Jiao calmly took a sip of fruit wine and said to the system in her mind:
"Open the grand gift package for passing the Investiture of the Gods Tribulation."
【Ding! 】
[The "Investiture of the Gods: Great Tribulation Gift Pack" is opening, loading, please wait...]
Yang Jiao unconsciously clenched her fingers, inevitably starting to feel nervous.
She slowly and gently breathed, as if that would make the voices in her mind clearer.
All eyes were on Yang Jiao.
She sat at the head of the table, waiting for the 'surprise' that would follow the end of the Investiture of the Gods.
After a long while, the soup base on the table was bubbling and boiling.
Willows sway along the riverbank.
A few ripples appeared on the calm river surface.
While holding her breath and waiting, Yang Jiao recalled the twenty years she had spent in this ancient and strange world, and the many legendary experiences she had had were unforgettable.
An unknown challenge seems to be quietly approaching at this moment.
【Ding. 】
[The Grand Tribulation Completion Gift Pack has been opened. Please check it, Host.]
Yang Jiao's eyes flashed.
His fingers trembled almost imperceptibly.
But this small movement was noticed by everyone who had been watching her.
Nezha's arrogant brows furrowed slightly as he secretly blamed himself for his cultivation progressing too slowly.
Although Yang Jiao started cultivating after him, their cultivation levels were already at the same stage, and her abilities were far more than just the tip of the iceberg that he had seen.
This feeling made Nezha feel very insecure.
He secretly made up his mind to work even harder in his cultivation.
Yang Chan reached out and gently held Yang Jiao's fingers, saying with concern:
"Sister, you still have Chan'er."
"There are still mosquitoes, Yang Jiao, aren't you afraid? The mosquitoes are really fierce now," Mosquito Taoist hurriedly said.
"Ah."
Yang Jiao nodded.
With so many people around her, she has nothing to fear.
Taking a deep breath, Yang Jiao turned her gaze back to the already loaded gift package and opened it in her mind.
The moment the thought arose, the system page changed.
The gift package was opened from the outside, revealing a dazzling golden light.
Yang Jiao narrowed her eyes, watching even more intently.
[Congratulations, host, on opening the Great Tribulation of Gods Gift Pack—Enhancing the Chaos Bell's effects, a duality.]
"what?"
Yang Jiao suddenly stood up.
His face was full of surprise.
It's not from Journey to the West!
That's great, so from now on, Yang Jiao can really retire and doesn't need to work hard anymore.
She looked with delight at the reward for enhancing the Chaos Bell—two sides of the same coin?
This one can be interpreted as the Chaos Bell, but what do the other two sides mean?
Dimension?
If the present primordial world is one side, then isn't the other side the future world?!
Yang Jiao was still in shock, and she screamed in her heart: System, you've finally done something right!
If she could connect to the future world using the Chaos Bell, and travel between the two worlds without any obstacles, she could know in advance how the things she changed here would affect the future world.
Even more so, we can use information from the future world to plan ahead for things in the prehistoric world.
It's practically a cheating tool!
"Something's not right with her." Lu Ya Dao Ren muttered as a piece of lotus root fell into his bowl from his chopsticks. "She was just worried, how come she's suddenly full of energy again?"
Yang Jiao was overjoyed and was completely stunned by such a huge reward.
At that very moment, the Bodhi fruit in Yang Jiao's sleeve burst forth with intense heat.
It burned a large hole in her sleeve, and she rolled onto the table with a thud.
"What is this?" Lu Ya Daoist asked in confusion.
Yang Jiao's agitated emotions instantly calmed down. "This Bodhi fruit burned my clothes!"
The next second, she suddenly stiffened, her face showing distress:
"How could the Bodhi fruit change at this time?"
She snatched this Bodhi fruit from the chaos when the great god Pangu slew three thousand demon gods and created the world!
On the table, the Bodhi fruit lay quietly, yet it absorbed all the spiritual energy around it like a whirlwind.
Master Yu Ding nervously pulled Yang Jian away, saying, "Be careful, something's strange."
“Something’s not right, something’s very wrong.” Maitreya’s smile vanished.
Previously, the thought of the current mess in Buddhism hadn't made him lose his smile, but upon seeing the Bodhi fruit, his unease grew even stronger.
Lu Ya Daoist reached out his hand, about to pick it up.
In an instant, the Bodhi fruit unleashed a terrifying power.
With a bang, it directly spurred Lu Ya Daoist away, crashing through seven or eight willow trees before finally stopping.
Lu Ya Daoist's cultivation level was the highest among the people at Guanjiang Estuary—a Quasi-Saint! Yet he was instantly pushed out!
Everyone's expression changed drastically at that moment.
Master Yu Ding shouted:
"Yang Jiao, where did this come from?"
Throughout the entire primordial world and the Three Realms, there has never been a Bodhi fruit that can defeat a Quasi-Saint!
Yang Jiao was taken aback, and in a panic, she hurriedly said, "It was taken from that illusion last time!"
When they met Pangu last time, the four of them followed Yang Jiao inside for a while, so they naturally knew where that place was—chaos!
Things from before the creation of heaven and earth.
Even Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but blush and exclaim:
"Why do you pick up everything?!"
"Picking up everything will only get you into trouble!"
Can you just take whatever's in that chaos?
Ksitigarbha's jaw trembled, and he whispered:
"The Chaos God?"
Those who can emerge from chaos must undoubtedly be demons.
It should be noted that the most powerful ancestor in the Three Realms of the Primordial World today, Hongjun, was also one of the Chaos Demon Gods in his previous life.
If such figures were to descend upon this world again, killing them would be as easy as turning one's hand.
No wonder even Lu Ya, a quasi-saint, couldn't withstand a single move from his aura, let alone them.
At this moment, the Bodhi Fruit, which had sent the Quasi-Saint Realm Daoist Lu Ya flying with just its aura, suddenly moved.
Everyone's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets in fright.
Maitreya pulled Yang Jiao up and they started running.
Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva even had his Dharma body behind him, trying to buy time.
Even Yang Chan, who had remained calm throughout, held the Lotus Lantern in her hand.
They desperately wanted to get Yang Jiao away from this place before the Bodhi fruit underwent any changes.
In this moment of crisis, the river god displayed his unique sense of righteousness, waving his hand at Yang Jiao and saying:
"Run! If I die again, remember to ask the villagers to make a golden statue for me!"
After saying this, the river god cast a spell on the Bodhi fruit:
"Turn to gold, turn to gold, turn to gold."
But instead of turning into gold, the Bodhi fruit became even more terrifying.
Soon, cracks began to appear on the outer shell, making a creaking sound.
As the outer shell fell off, the entire Guanjiang Estuary was enveloped by this terrifying aura, as if the contents of the Bodhi fruit would devour everything once they emerged.
"Finally, I can see the light of day again..."
A sigh that sounded like it came from ancient times emanated from it.
The sound alone was enough to startle everyone.
This undisguised, overwhelming power instantly turned their faces pale.
The River God gave a wry smile and reminded Yang Jiao:
Remember to rescue me!
Just as he was about to bravely sacrifice himself to save everyone's lives... the River God's squinty eyes suddenly opened.
In his clear eyes, he could clearly see Yang Jiao running towards him.
The river god was so moved that his eyes seemed to hold the promise of a river about to burst its banks.
A figure slowly rose above the Bodhi fruit, about to materialize, hazy and indistinct, just one step away from fully appearing here.
At the critical moment,
Yang Jiao reacted quickly, immediately inserting a pill into the illusory Bodhi fruit that had just solidified.
The wind calmed down.
The white-robed Taoist priest, floating in mid-air, exuded an air of otherworldly grace, his beard fluttering in the wind.
Staring blankly at the pill dissolving inside his body, a look of confusion flashed in his eyes:
What is this?
Yang Jiao looked at the somewhat familiar face and, mustering her courage, answered:
"The Fallen... Fallen Saint Pill."
"you!"
The moment the white-bearded Taoist finished uttering the word "you," the Fallen Saint Pill within his body began to take effect. The moment he felt even the slightest bit of dissatisfaction with Yang Jiao, the oppressive force of the pill within his body threatened to explode.
He became even more puzzled:
"I?"
Yang Jiao smiled apologetically:
"That's all the Fallen Saint Pill can do."
This is the Saint-Destroying Pill prepared by the Hongjun Ancestor for the Three Pure Ones. The strength of these saints is comparable to that of the Chaos Demon Gods.
Moreover, the Tongtian Sect Leader had given him these instructions.
Never associate with the Chaos God.
Therefore, Yang Jiao had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure.
However, she still felt it looked familiar and asked out of curiosity:
"So, which demon are you?"
"What demon god?"
The white-bearded old man had just been freed from his soul's imprisonment when a young girl used a Saint-Slaying Pill to control him. He had no words to express his suffering, and reluctantly introduced himself:
"I am the Bodhi Patriarch."