Chapter 278: Mutton Fat Jade Bottle

Ao Bing was immobilized by the immobilization spell and couldn't move at all.

He could only watch helplessly as the flaming spear pierced his head.

The tip of the spear shattered scales, pierced flesh, and pierced the skull.

Waves of severe pain made Ao Bing feel like he was dying.

He wanted to struggle.

But the spell was unbreakable and he could only wait for death.

The fire spear went straight into the dragon's brain.

Nezha urged his magic power, and in an instant, flames gushed out from the seven orifices of Ao Bing's dragon head, as if he was completely dead.

Everything happens in an instant.

The veins on Manjusri Taoist's forehead were throbbing.

He hadn't felt this way in a long time.

Tens of thousands of years of self-cultivation have all been wasted today.

He couldn't understand how Nezha broke his spell.

In the distance, Nezha, carrying the dead body of Ao Bing, rode his Wind Fire Wheel and turned into a beam of fire, rushing over, pointing his spear at Wenshu Taoist: "You still say you are not the reinforcements invited by this evil dragon! You have controlled the entire sea water, put down your magic now, otherwise you will be the next to die!"

"Hey~"

Manjusri sighed slowly. He had no intention of fighting with Nezha. He was thinking about how to give an explanation to Guangchengzi.

"How dare you ignore me!"

Seeing that the Taoist ignored him, Nezha became annoyed and controlled the Hun Tian Ling to attack the Taoist Manjusri.

Taoist Manjusri waved his hand casually, and the wisdom sword in his palm left a faint trace. The Hun Tian Ling rolled back in an instant and wrapped Nezha tightly.

He looked at Ao Bing's corpse, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

He stretched out his hand and pointed, and a dragon-shaped shadow was pulled out from the dragon corpse. It was Ao Bing's soul.

"With this soul, this is not a bad thing!"

Wenshu raised the corner of his mouth and said to the two people beside him: "If someone asks about it in the future, you two nephews can testify for your uncle. Your uncle showed up to dissuade Nezha."

Yang Jian nodded: "Master uncle, rest assured, Yang Jian saw it clearly and will naturally testify for you."

"I am the same as Yang Jian."

The Fire Spirit said coldly.

Manjusri nodded with satisfaction.

In the distance, Nezha broke free from his own Hun Tian Ling, threw away the dragon corpse in his hand, and stabbed at Manjusri Taoist with his flaming spear.

"You refuse to change despite repeated admonitions. You are really asking for trouble. You don't know whether you should live or die!"

Manjusri frowned and slapped out with his palm, knocking Nezha to the ground on the beach.

Nezha bounced up from the ground like a ball, screaming, and rushed towards Manjusri Taoist again.

At the same time, he kept saying, "My master is Taiyi Zhenren. You should quickly retract your magical powers. If any of the people in Chentang Pass are killed or injured, I will let my master kill you!"

Wenshu's eyes suddenly turned cold: "Since you want me to take back my magical powers, I will do as you wish."

After saying this, Manjusri disappeared instantly.

A look of joy just appeared on Nezha's face, but he soon realized that something was wrong.

The huge wave that was a hundred feet high was still surging, and now it was no longer under the control of the immobilization spell, and it was rushing towards Chentang Pass with the power to crush the heaven and earth.

"No!"

Nezha's eyes widened and he released the Hun Tian Ling to try to block the huge waves.

However, even if Nezha transformed the Hun Tian Ling into the size of a giant wave, it would still not be enough in front of this boundless wave.

He turned around and looked at Yang Jian. He knew that he was an old friend of his father, and his eyes showed pleading.

Yang Jian took a look at the huge waves, weighed his own small body, and shook his head.

"Senior Sister Huo Ling, do you have any way to deal with this huge wave?"

The fire spirit nodded slowly, leaped up, and moved above the huge waves in an instant, with a jade bottle appearing in his hand.

As the magic power was injected, the jade bottle soared into the air, generating an infinite suction force. The seawater below immediately changed its trajectory and rushed towards the jade bottle in the air. Seeing this, Nezha was delighted: "Thank you, sister! If you need Nezha in the future, just let me know."

As he spoke, he stretched out his little hand and patted his tender chest.

The jade bottle was like a black hole, with endless suction power that did not stop until it had sucked all the huge waves dry, as if it would not stop until it had completely sucked the East China Sea into the bottle.

"receive!"

When the Fire Spirit saw that the huge waves had been absorbed completely, he performed some magic spell and put the jade bottle away.

"This magic weapon is indeed magical! What's its name? With such magical powers, it should be a famous magic weapon."

Yang Jian felt very curious, so he flew over, took the jade bottle in his hand and looked at it. He found that the spiritual power of this magic weapon was no less than that of the innate treasure.

Taoist Xindao Duobao is a wealthy man, and the magic weapons he bestows on his disciples are truly extraordinary.

No wonder Taoist Manjusri didn’t dare to take action just now.

"This is a magic weapon bestowed by Master. It has never appeared in the ancient world. How could it be so famous?"

"If Senior Sister takes action today, she will become famous. What is the name of this treasure?"

Huo Ling smiled and said, "Master didn't give this treasure a name. It was usually thrown in the corner. After it came into my hands, I named it the Sheep Fat Jade Purifying Bottle."

"Muet-fat Jade Purity Bottle!"

Hearing this, Yang Jian's pupils shrank suddenly, and the hand that was playing with the jade bottle couldn't help but tremble.

"Yes, Junior Brother, do you think it's inappropriate?"

The Fire Spirit noticed that Yang Jian was acting strangely, so he asked.

"No, there is nothing wrong with it. This jade bottle is just like the finest white jade. It is a good name to call it the White Jade Bottle!"

Yang Jian exclaimed in admiration.

But he started to wonder in his heart, the mutton-fat jade bottle was clearly Guanyin's treasure, so how could it be in the hands of the Fire Spirit?

On second thought, in the original Conferred God Tribulation, the death of the Fire Spirit led to the complete outbreak of the conflict between the Orthodox and Unorthodox sects.

The person who killed the fire spirit was Guangchengzi.

In this way, the magic weapon on her body would fall into the hands of the Chan Sect, and it would make sense that the Jade Purifying Bottle became the signature magic weapon of Guanyin in later generations.

Just like the Taoist Manjusri just now, after the great calamity of the Conferred Gods, he will enter the Western Religion and become Manjusri Bodhisattva.

The future owner of this mutton-fat jade bottle, Guanyin of the South China Sea, was still Taoist Cihang at that time, practicing Taoism in the Purple Bamboo Forest of the South China Sea.

Yang Jian looked to the side. The Fire Spirit was talking happily to Nezha at this moment. Nezha's playful words made the Fire Spirit tremble with joy.

There was a sense of calmness and ease lingering around the Fire Spirit, as if the excitement from just coming out of Jin'ao Island had not yet completely dissipated.

The sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, illuminating the East China Sea and also shining on the fire spirit.

A faint fragrance emanated from the fire spirit, and after a moment, the entire surrounding area seemed to be filled with fragrance.

Yang Jian felt a little confused. Could it become fragrant just by being exposed to the sun? He had also seen the Fire Spirit on Jin'ao Island, but there was no such strange sight at that time.

The Fire Spirit seemed to sense Yang Jian's doubts and chuckled, "This is because of my innate fire. When it blends with the essence of sunlight, it will emit this smell. The essence of the sun and the moon on Jin'ao Island is collected and distributed centrally by the island protection formation, so this situation does not occur."

Nezha blinked his eyes, his nose twitched, and he sniffed the scent carefully, then buried his head in the arms of the Fire Spirit: "Sister, you smell so good!"

The fire spirit's cheerful laughter rang out.

"Look, I'm going to peel off the dragon tendons and make two belts for father and mother, and of course Sister Huo Ling."

Nezha jumped down from the arms of the fire spirit, dragged Ao Bing's body over, and summoned the Fire Spear to strike the dragon.

The fire spirit saved Chentang Pass, and Nezha wanted to express his gratitude by using the treasures from the dragon.

Yang Jian felt heavy-hearted and had a bad feeling in his heart.

In the catastrophe, everything turned to ashes.

It seemed like it was a wrong decision for him to bring the Fire Spirit with him on this trip.

At this time, they also intervened in Nezha's turmoil, which must have been caused by the Chan sect, which undoubtedly put the Fire Spirit in the forefront.

The sea breeze blew, bringing with it a salty and fishy smell mixed with a hint of anger.

Yang Jian subconsciously looked towards the sea, and was shocked to find that the direction deep in the East China Sea seemed to have swallowed up the light. It was extremely dark with flashes of lightning.

(End of this chapter)