Entering the Investiture of the Gods, starting by controlling the three calamities of wind and thund

Chapter 238 All Immortals Join Forces, Money Falls on Magical Treasures!

The three golden hoops of the Golden Hoop Immortal Ma Sui belong to the Taiyi Heavenly Number and are three wondrous objects born innately.

The three golden hoops, called the Golden Tightening Binding Rings, can be controlled by thought and can capture people and objects; they are quite strange.

These three golden hoops each have their own magical uses. Once activated, they can attack the enemy's leader. These hoops take root in flesh, and once they are caught, they can make the enemy obedient.

"Ma Sui!"

"We have come here today only to observe the battle, and we do not wish to harbor any murderous intent, lest we damage the relationship between our two sects."

"Why are you pressing me so relentlessly!"

Master Huanglong spoke, intending to dismiss Ma Sui.

Now that all the immortals of the Jie Sect have gathered, the immortals of the Chan Sect are weak and alone, and they may easily incur the wrath of the masses.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect had lost all their cultivation and were no match for the Ten Thousand Immortals of the Jie Sect, so Huanglong spoke up again to show weakness.

"mutual affection?"

"Do the Chan and Jie schools still have any affection for each other?"

"Master Huanglong, you shall pay with your life!"

Upon hearing this, Ma Sui became even more furious. They had already reached a point of no return, and the Chan and Jie sects were now irreconcilable enemies. What sense of friendship was there now?

After saying this, Ma Sui drew his sword and charged again.

"What a clever Ma Sui!"

"How could you be so uncivilized!"

Seeing that Ma Sui had broken the rules, Huang Long also drew his sword to kill him, and the two fought fiercely in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

"Behold my magic weapon!"

Unable to break through after a long siege, Ma Sui summoned the Golden Hoop magic weapon again. After the golden hoop flew out, it landed on Huanglong Zhenren's head. Before long, it took root in his flesh and became firmly attached to his head.

As Ma Sui chanted the incantation, Huanglong Zhenren felt the golden hoop tighten, his vision blurred, the scenes overlapped, and his head throbbed with unbearable pain.

"Ouch, that hurts so much!"

Huanglong Zhenren let out a mournful cry and transformed into his true form as a dragon, intending to use transformation techniques to break free of the golden headband.

Unexpectedly, even if the Yellow Dragon turned into a mustard seed, the golden headband remained firmly on its head and could not be removed at all!

"As the saying goes, a true dragon can be large or small, can rise or hide, but unexpectedly, it couldn't shake off this magical weapon!"

"This golden headband is truly terrifying!"

The immortals of the Chan Sect hurriedly rescued Huanglong Zhenren, who was now on the verge of death from torture.

After returning to Guanzhong, Huanglong slowly regained consciousness. Everyone tried many methods, but still could not shake the golden hoop.

"Damn it!"

Huanglong Zhenren was so engrossed in the golden headband that his eyes blazed with Samadhi Fire. The headband was like a piece of chewing gum that he couldn't shake off, constantly tormenting him.

"Huh!"

"Fellow Daoist Qinghua has arrived!"

The Antarctic Immortal looked up at the sky and saw billions of auspicious lights blooming in the void. The Great Savior of Suffering, Taiyi, sat on a nine-colored lotus and rode a nine-lion celestial chariot.

"This humble Daoist, Qinghua, greets all fellow Daoists!"

When the Great Emperor Qinghua arrived in the mortal realm, he exchanged greetings with the immortals of the Chan Sect, and both sides completed the formalities.

"May I ask what brings Fellow Daoist Qinghua here?"

The Old Man of the South Pole looked at Qinghua and couldn't help but ask.

"Now that the Jie Sect has set up the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation here, I have come to lend my assistance so as to fulfill this predestined fate."

The Great Emperor Qinghua is Xin Huan's third incarnation. He is also from the orthodox Xuanmen sect. Now that the Chan Sect is facing a great calamity, it is only right that he comes here to lend a helping hand.

"This is a very good thing!"

"Now that the Chan Sect is in trouble, how can we sit idly by? I am not very talented, but I will do my part to help."

Before anyone could speak, a deep, resonant voice of an old Taoist priest suddenly rang out from the heavens.

In an instant, auspicious clouds filled the sky, auspicious light burst forth all around, fragrance filled the air, and flowers bloomed in the sky.

"I never expected that fellow Antarctic practitioners would also be here!"

Emperor Qinghua looked up at the sky, never expecting that the tribulations of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation would actually alarm this great supernatural being.

"How could I, a humble Taoist, not come when my lord is in trouble!"

The Antarctic Emperor of Immortality bowed his head, for the calamity of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation concerned the fate of many immortals of the Chan Sect. "Entering the Tribulation to Become a God, Starting by Controlling the Three Calamities of Wind and Thunder": A phenomenal success, receiving rave reviews!

Logically and emotionally, how could he not come to help?

Similarly, the Great Emperor Qinghua arrived with the same intention; he was also there to help Xin Huan overcome her difficulties.

"Esteemed teachers, I pay my respects!"

A beam of yellow light shot out from the arena, accompanied by a surge of wind and fire energies, and Xin Huan's figure reappeared before them.

"Nephew, you're finally back!"

When Ziya saw Xin Huan return, he was overjoyed.

"The Netherworld Fengdu was quite powerful before, and your achievements and fortunes have actually advanced to this level."

"Excellent, excellent!"

"You will achieve great things in the future!"

The Antarctic Immortal looked at Xin Huan and showered her with praise. Hearing this, all the immortals nodded in agreement.

Xin Huan unleashed the avatar of the Northern Yin Emperor, merging his body with the Dao Fruit to attain the Great Dao. This commotion could not be kept secret from them.

The positions of Heaven and Earth, one position, one result!

The causal relationships involved here are extremely complex, and if a cultivator lacks the merit and opportunity, they probably cannot force this path.

Merit is hard to prove, and spiritual cultivation is hard to achieve.

If virtue is not matched, there will be disasters.

"This is all the will of Heaven!"

"This disciple dares not take credit."

Xin Huan shook her head and said very modestly.

Xin Huan's attainment of the title of Great Emperor of Fengdu in the Northern Yin was also inextricably linked to the innate magical artifact, the Nine Springs Command.

"Ouch!"

"It really hurts so much!"

"Senior Brother, come quickly and help me!"

At this moment, Huanglong Zhenren cried out in agony again, as he was being tormented to the point of losing his mind by the golden headband on his head.

Seeing all the immortals arrive, he asked for help again.

"Fellow Daoist Huanglong, what is the reason for this?"

Emperor Qinghua immediately looked at True Man Huanglong, his face full of confusion, and couldn't help but speak up.

After all, such a scene is quite rare.

"Ugh!"

"I'm sorry to have made you laugh today, fellow Daoist!"

Master Huanglong pointed to the golden headband on his head and then explained the whole story.

"Previously, I was fighting with Ma Sui, one of the Seven Immortals who served the Jie Sect, and I was accidentally hit by his magic weapon."

"Once this golden hoop is activated, it takes root in the flesh and fits onto the head, causing unbearable pain."

"I have exhausted all my skills but still cannot defeat it, so I have no choice but to ask for help from my fellow Daoists. I wonder if any of you have any means to save me?"

Huanglong Zhenren was so tormented that he lost his temper. As a Sanwu Zhenren of the Chan Sect, he had no magic weapon, no mount, and no disciples. He deserved to suffer all the hardships!

"This golden hoop is a rare innate treasure, listed in the Taiyi Heavenly Numbers, and is destined to be divided into the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man."

"Speaking of which, this item is somewhat similar to the Dragon-Hiding Stake, but the two are of different grades."

Xin Huan slowly spoke and walked up again.

"Oh?"

"I wonder what brilliant plan my junior apprentice has?"

When Huanglong Zhenren saw Xin Huan speak, he couldn't wait to ask, because he was really terrified of this thing.

"Uncle-Master, don't panic!"

"This humble Taoist priest is here to rescue you!"

Xin Huan pointed to the top of his head, revealing three flowers on the top. Then, a beam of yellow light fell from among the three auspicious clouds.

The yellow light fell into his hand and transformed into a copper coin. This treasure had two wings and was engraved with inscriptions of the Heavenly Dao.

"A top-grade innate spiritual treasure?"

Everyone who saw it was terrified.

"This is a top-grade innate spiritual treasure, the Treasure-Falling Coin, a treasure nurtured in the caves of Wuyi Mountain."

"This treasure can deplete a cultivator's good fortune and cause all the world's treasures to fall from the sky; it is precisely the nemesis of this golden hoop!"

After Xin Huan finished speaking, he offered up the Falling Treasure Coins again.

The precious gold coin flew towards Huanglong Zhenren, and after a flash of yellow light, the golden hoop was instantly knocked off.

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