Chapter 277 Murderous Intent

The Taoist was wearing a black robe with wide sleeves, a lotus crown on his head, and had a kind face.

His entire body was shrouded in a strong Taoist aura.

The pressure from the Golden Immortal Realm, with a hint of murderous intent, pressed down on Yang Jian and the Fire Spirit on the clouds.

The fire spirit's hair moved and the golden crown on his head shook, breaking the Taoist's realm of pressure.

"It's the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, the Taoist Manjusri! They come with bad intentions."

The Fire Spirit's expression changed as she recognized the person who came.

Yang Jian was thoughtful.

The fact that Manjusri Taoist is here means that the dispute between Nezha and Ao Bing is related to him.

He is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan School and belongs to the same school as Taiyi Zhenren.

Such behavior shows that the Chan sect is not as monolithic as rumored.

His sudden appearance to stop them, coupled with his murderous intent just now, left only one possibility.

That is, Manjusri Taoist wanted to kill people to silence them.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian's soul was connected to the Zhuxian Mark, ready to trigger it at any time.

When the Taoist's identity was revealed, a strange look flashed across his face. He looked curiously at the golden Taoist crown on Huo Ling's head: "Golden Cloud Crown! What is your relationship with Taoist Duobao?"

As he spoke, the murderous intent that had leaked out receded like the tide.

Huo Ling looked disdainful and asked, "You think you can call me Master by my name?"

"It's actually my nephew!"

Taoist Manjusri was not angry, and continued with a smile: "The three religions are one family. I did speak out of turn. I should have called you Brother Duobao. Please don't blame me, nephew. What is your name?"

"Fire Spirit!"

The Fire Spirit said unhappily.

This Taoist showed murderous intent from the beginning, so naturally she would not be in a good mood.

As for the consequences of offending this Taoist.

The Fire Spirit hadn't considered it.

He is just the lowest of the Twelve Golden Immortals, and this title is only given to him in the Chan Sect.

If he were in Jiejiao, Manjusri would only be the worst of the worst among the second generation disciples.

Master Duobao Taoist once commented that among the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Orthodox School, only Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren were worthy of his attention.

Huo Ling felt that Taoist Manjusri should consider the consequences of offending Taoist Duobao.

"So it's Junior Brother Huo Ling, who is this one?"

Taoist Manjusri looked at Yang Jian who was beside the Fire Spirit.

He had already recognized Yang Jian, and the reason he deliberately asked was to cover up his previous actions.

In Guangchengzi's plan, Yang Jian had to die.

The original plan was to kill someone with a borrowed knife and let Patriarch Caiyun take action.

For this reason, the Taoist Master Ran Deng even gave the Qiankun Ruler to the Patriarch Caiyun.

But who would have thought that Patriarch Caiyun couldn't find Yang Jian anywhere in Xiniu Hezhou.

Yang Jian disappeared for three years.

I didn't expect to meet you in Chentang Pass today.

He was just about to kill Yang Jian directly to stop the plan of Jie Cult and Heavenly Court to join forces.

As for the fire spirit beside Yang Jian, he didn't take it seriously at first.

It was not until his pressure was broken by the golden crown on his head and he recognized the magic weapon that he realized that he could not kill Yang Jian.

Who in the ancient times didn't know that Taoist Duobao had countless treasures in his hands? As his disciple, Huo Ling must have been given a life-saving magic weapon.

Even if he could kill the two people by force, the traces of his attack would definitely not be concealed.

Therefore, Manjusri Taoist decided to give up killing Yang Jian.

What he had to consider at this moment was how to conceal the fact that he had intervened in Nezha's affairs again.

If Taiyi Zhenren knew that he was adding fuel to the fire, he would definitely demolish his cave.

"This is Yang Jian, and his master is the Golden Spirit Mother." Fire Spirit introduced.

Taoist Manjusri seemed to have heard Yang Jian's name for the first time, and looked over in surprise: "He is actually Senior Sister Jin Ling's disciple, handsome and talented, indeed extraordinary."

"Yang Jian, I meet Uncle Master Wenshu."

Yang Jian clasped his fists and bowed.

He caught a glimpse of the blood in the dark clouds in the distance, and saw that it was becoming increasingly dense.

The dragon's roar sounded painful and weak.

It was obvious that Ao Bing was in imminent danger.

If he doesn't stop it, it won't be long before he will see the scene of Nezha cutting off his flesh to repay his father and cutting off his bones to repay his mother.

Then, he said with a hint of meaning: "Yang Jian didn't expect to see Master Wenshu right after being sent out of Jin'ao Island by Master, and in such a remote place. I wonder what Master Wenshu is doing here?"

Manjusri Taoist's expression changed, and he was thinking about how to explain it.

Yang Jian did not give him a chance to think, pointing to the bloody place in the distance, and said directly: "My nephew has an old friend named Li Jing, who has a son named Nezha, who is the favorite disciple of Taiyi Zhenren.

My nephew just saw Nezha fighting with an evil dragon. Fearing that it might lead to disaster, he was ready to stop it. However, Yang Jian's cultivation is low. Can my uncle help him?"

"I am here to look after Senior Brother Taiyi's disciples. With me here, nothing will happen to Nezha."

“Yang Jian is not worried about these things, but the evil dragon is Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. If Nezha accidentally kills Ao Bing, it will surely anger the dragon clan.

If the dragon clan retaliates, the people in Chentang Pass may not be able to save their lives, and Nezha's father Li Jing loves his people like his own children, so he will definitely vent his anger on Nezha.

Please ask Uncle Master to stop Nezha."

Yang Jian explained.

He guessed that Manjusri Taoist might have secretly influenced Nezha, otherwise it would be hard to explain why the other party had nothing to do but stay in Chentang Pass.

Taoist Manjusri looked at Yang Jian deeply.

His heart was bleeding. He had finally managed to fan the flames on both sides, making Nezha and Ao Bing fight to the death. However, Yang Jian intervened and he completely lost the chance to plot against Nezha.

This may seem like a small matter, but it has huge consequences.

In Senior Brother Guangchengzi's plan, it is a crucial link.

What's more, this matter is not only related to their Chan sect, the Western sect is also waiting for Nezha to stir up disputes with the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea.

"If Uncle Master doesn't take action and a disaster occurs, Uncle Master Taiyi will not be happy."

When Yang Jian saw that Manjusri Taoist was hesitating, he urged him.

Taoist Manjusri flicked his sleeves, drew out his wisdom sword, and slashed at the dark clouds in the distance.

The dark clouds in the sky were suddenly cut away, revealing the figures of Nezha and Ao Bing.

At this time, Nezha was using the Qiankun Ring as reins, putting it on Ao Bing and riding the dragon.

Ao Bing's body was bound by the Hun Tian Ling and he was dying.

"Nezha, I am your uncle Manjusri, please let Ao Bing go, or else something terrible will happen."

Manjusri shouted with the sword in his hand, and his voice was like thunder.

"What uncle? I think you are the reinforcements brought by this loach!"

Upon hearing this, Nezha not only did not stop his actions, but instead summoned out his flaming spear and stabbed it towards Ao Bing's head, intending to kill him with one blow.

When Manjusri saw this, he panicked instantly.

If he had not appeared before, he would naturally be happy to see Nezha kill Ao Bing.

But he has already appeared now. If he lets this happen under this circumstance, he will have a shit pot on his head that he can't wash off no matter how hard he tries.

"Determined~"

He hurriedly cast a spell to freeze Nezha and Ao Bing in place in the distance.

In an instant, everything in the distance seemed to be paused, and the sea water, hundreds of feet high, stood still.

Taoist Manjusri breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say something.

In the distance, Nezha's originally motionless figure suddenly moved.

"die!"

Nezha's flaming spear pierced straight into Ao Bing's head.

(End of this chapter)