Chapter 317 Kong Xuan will not come
Mount Emei, Luofu Cave.

Zhao Gongming went out to visit a friend and was said to be back soon.

He was worried that Kong Xuan would come to Mount Emei to cause trouble, so he went to his well-informed fellow Taoists to inquire about the news.

It had been ten days by then.

"Can you please let me go? If my brother at home finds out, I'm afraid it will be hard to resolve this matter."

The golden-winged Roc looked at Yang Jian hesitantly.

"It's over? Tell me more."

Yang Jian looked surprised.

“Yes!” The Golden Winged Dapeng nodded seriously: “You should have heard of my brother’s name. He is the best under the saints. Now the six saints are staying in Zixiao Palace. No one in the world can defeat my brother. When the five-colored divine light comes out, it seals the heaven and earth. All kinds of magic weapons become useless. No matter who comes, they are useless. You, Yang Jian, are like an ant under the five-colored divine light!”

"Are you threatening me?"

"No no no~"

The Golden Winged Dapeng laughed and said, "What I mean is that, except for the saints, all the creatures in the prehistoric world are nothing but ants under the five-colored divine light!"

"It seems that you, a crazy bird, don't know whether to live or die!"

The fire spirit at the side couldn't stand it anymore and got angry on the spot. He picked up the three-pointed and two-edged sword that Yang Jian had placed aside and was about to chop off Dapeng's head.

"Qiang~"

The three-pointed, double-edged sword chopped down on the top of his head, and the golden-winged Roc suddenly turned into a bald head.

If he had not subconsciously retracted his head just now, his magic power would have been sealed and his body would have been tied up, and he would have been beheaded.

The golden-winged Roc's face turned pale at this moment, and his already rugged and strange face became even uglier.

He didn't expect these two guys to be so rampant.

Even after knowing his background, he still dared to attack him.

"How dare you hide!"

Seeing that his first attack failed, the Fire Spirit attacked again with a three-pointed, double-edged sword.

"My life is over!"

The blade continued to enlarge in his eyes, and a feeling of regret arose in the heart of the Golden-winged Roc.

If this physical body is destroyed, he will have no chance of achieving the Golden Immortal Path.

If he had known that Fire Spirit had such a temper, he would not have threatened him.

A strong gust of wind passed by.

The golden-winged Roc felt no pain at all. He opened his eyes and found that his head was still pressed on his neck intact.

The three-pointed, double-edged swords in the Fire Spirit's hands suddenly disappeared without a trace.

"Yang Jian, this guy deserves death, why are you trying to stop me?"

The Fire Spirit turned around and looked at Yang Jian. Only Yang Jian could put away the three-pointed, double-edged sword at will.

"Yang Jian, you must stop this madman. I am Kong Xuan's only brother. If something happens to me, it will be very difficult to resolve the issue! As long as you let me go, I will never trouble you again."

The golden-winged Roc crawled towards Yang Jian as if it had found a life-saving straw.

Yang Jian had a blank expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard it.

He looked at the Fire Spirit: "As the saying goes, there is no false reputation under a great name. Kong Xuan's magical power is definitely extraordinary. If we kill the Golden Winged Dapeng, Kong Xuan will not let you and me go. It will even bring a great enemy to Uncle Zhao Gongming and Jiejiao. Now the fate is unknown and the leader is not here, so it is not appropriate to provoke trouble!"

"Junior brother is right. It is Senior Sister Menglang who is wrong."

After hearing what Yang Jian said, the Fire Spirit pondered for a while, felt that what Yang Jian said made sense, and let it go.

The Golden-Winged Dapeng trapped her using a strange magic weapon, which brought her great humiliation. She always felt resentful about it and never let go of her murderous intention, which was why she acted impulsively just now.

"A man who knows the current situation is a hero. I think you, Yang Jian, are the most outstanding hero in the world. If you and I have not misunderstood, we can definitely become good brothers. It is not too late now." When the Golden Winged Dapeng heard Yang Jian's words, he immediately cackled excitedly, "How about this~ You let me go first, and then you and I will become sworn brothers. When the time comes, I will let my brother protect you and keep you safe."

Originally, Golden-Winged Dapeng did not want to have anything to do with Kong Xuan, and when he became the disciple of Master Ran Deng, he decided to part ways with Kong Xuan.

It was not until he was captured by Yang Jian that Zhao Gongming spared his life because he was afraid of Kong Xuan.

He realized that the Chan sect was totally unreliable. If it were not for Kong Xuan's reputation, his life or death would be in danger.

"Tsk~ You dead bird, why do I, a disciple of Jiejiao, need Kong Xuan to guarantee me?"

The Fire Spirit was the first to refute.

Then she suddenly remembered that there was a treasure hidden on the bird, which was the magic weapon that broke her golden crown.

The fire spirit looked at the golden-winged Roc with ill intent and slowly approached.

"What are you going to do~"

The golden-winged Roc suddenly panicked and kept wriggling its body backwards.

"What magic weapon did you use to break my Golden Crown? Hand it over, and I will let you go for now. Otherwise~"

"What magic weapon? I don't remember!"

The golden-winged Roc pretended not to hear anything and played dumb. At this point he was sure that his life was safe and acted like a dead duck that was not afraid of boiling water.

"I think you won't shed tears until you see the coffin!"

The Golden Winged Dapeng's tone became hesitant: "No, that's not the case. That magic weapon belongs to my uncle. If you took it away, you would be in trouble!"

"Okay, Junior Brother, light up the Samadhi True Fire and boil some water. If we can't kill this stupid bird, can't we give it a bath? Let's turn it into its original form and pluck its feathers to refine a magic weapon! I know a way to refine a powerful spiritual treasure called the Five Fires and Seven Birds Fan. It requires feathers from powerful feathered creatures. This Golden Winged Dapeng is a rare and uncommon item among all the feathered creatures in the prehistoric world!"

The Fire Spirit just spoke.

The golden-winged Roc was struck by lightning. He cherished his beautiful feathers the most. If this madman really plucked all his feathers, how would he face people?

"I'll pay, I'll pay~"

The golden-winged Roc told him where the magic weapon was hidden.

The fire spirit happily took out a robe that seemed transparent from his body.

The style was strange and she had never seen it before.

But when she took this treasure in her hand, she felt that the golden crown on her head seemed to have encountered a natural enemy, and the flow of magic power suddenly became obscure.

"What kind of magic weapon is this!"

The Fire Spirit interrogated the Golden-Winged Roc.

The Golden Winged Dapeng was already inexplicably afraid of the Fire Spirit, and was worried that he would be tortured if he said anything wrong, so he stopped hiding it and said, "This is Master Guangchengzi's Sweeping Cloud Robe. I heard from my master, Taoist Master Ran Deng, that this treasure was specially refined to target the Golden Cloud Crown, and it is naturally restrained against it."

"Guangchengzi, sweep the clouds!"

The fire spirit seemed to be thinking about something, which was terrifying when one thought about it carefully.

"The Golden Cloud Crown originally belonged to my master and was given to me only a hundred years ago. Guangchengzi must have refined this treasure not to deal with me, but to deal with my master! I thought that Uncle Guangchengzi was very kind, but he had such means. It seems that his superficial friendliness was just a disguise, and he was secretly harboring evil intentions!"

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian struck while the iron was hot and informed Guangchengzi of the possible involvement of the Western religion in the plan against Nezha.

Huo Ling immediately became more and more emotional: "They even attacked their fellow nephews. How cruel! When we return to Jin'ao Island, I will inform Master and ask him to be careful of Uncle Guangchengzi."

"I have always disliked Guangchengzi. I have always thought he was a hypocritical person! Today, my nephew has caught him. It seems that my judgment is correct."

A brisk voice sounded from far away and got closer.

Huo Ling looked excited: "Uncle Zhao, you're back! How was the investigation going?"

"Kong Xuan won't be coming. Reliable sources say he is still in the cave, handling demon clan affairs every day, and there is no sign of him going out!"

Zhao Gongming patted his chest and said confidently.

(End of this chapter)