Chapter 418 Where Is the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations?

At this moment, Wu Ziwan understood why Saint Gongyang vowed that as soon as the golden elixir of ten thousand tribulations was born, he would take it away from him.

Because Saint Gongyang is very sure that no one will fight like him.

The origin of the Gongyang Saint was leaked, and coupled with the changes in the laws of heaven and earth, his lifespan was about to be exhausted, so he adopted a desperate posture.

If the Gongyang Saint doesn’t fight hard, he will die now! If you work hard, you may survive in the future.

But this is not the case for other strong people. If they fight hard, they may die immediately. If they don't fight, they will live happily for hundreds or thousands of years.

Can a person who fights for his life be the same as a person who fights for his future?

At this time, Wu Ziwan suddenly felt a strong worry in his heart: The Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations is in his hands. Once Saint Gongyang notices it, will he give it to him or not?

I am not willing to give it to the Gongyang Saint. If he doesn’t give it to the Gongyang Saint, will the Gongyang Saint let him go?

Countless thoughts are going on in his mind as heaven and man are at war. This is a life span of ten thousand years. How can he be selfless?

Swallow it!

Countless thoughts in my mind were telling me that I should swallow this golden elixir of all calamities myself.

"Brother!

! "

At this moment, a panting voice came from outside the door, and a disciple from Gongyang Academy hurried over, his eyes full of anxiety.

When you hear that tone, you know that something bad must have happened.

"What's wrong? Keep your voice down, the master is resting in seclusion." Wu Ziwan lowered his voice and dragged the disciple out of the door.

The disciple looked at Wu Ziwan with a pair of eyes, and there was a hint of tangle in his eyes, as if he was hesitant to speak.

"Just say what you want to say, why bother hesitating." Wu Ziwan said.

"I really don't know what to say." The disciple looked confused:

"You'd better go and listen to it yourself."

"Lead the way!" Wu Ziwan's face darkened.

The two of them walked all the way to the street and quietly came to the teahouse. They heard the commotion from the teahouse.

"Have you heard? That golden elixir of all calamities fell into the hands of Wu Ziwan?" a voice sounded from the teahouse.

With just one word, Wu Ziwan downstairs stopped in his tracks. His face turned pale in an instant, and his heart skipped a beat. A thought flashed through his mind: "It shouldn't be! The Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations fell into my hands." How did the matter leak out? Could it be that someone tracked it to the pond that day, and there were still others who I hadn't discovered?"

This idea came to Wu Ziwan's mind, but he did not suspect Cui Yu.

He thought someone was hiding in the dark and saw this scene.

At this time, another voice came from upstairs:

"Can't? How could the Golden Elixir of All Tribulations fall into Wu Ziwan's hands?"

"Wu Ziwan controls Bailiu City and is the true local leader of Bailiu City. It seems unusual for the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations to fall into Wu Ziwan's hands."

"That's right. The Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations suddenly appeared in Bailiu City. As Wu Ziwan is the top expert in Bailiu City, the probability of the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations appearing in his hands is probably the highest."

The voices upstairs were intermittent, and Wu Ziwan had no intention of listening anymore. He only had one thought in his mind at this time: "I can't keep the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"

Either eat it or give it away.

I can’t keep this golden elixir of ten thousand tribulations by myself!

"Brother, shall we come forward to suppress all rumors?" The disciple looked at Wu Ziwan with his eyes full of weirdness.

"What other version of the rumor is there?" Wu Ziwan forced himself to calm down and asked.

"There are many versions. Some people say that you killed people and stole the treasure at the spring of Ziyun Mountain outside the city, and stole the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations. Others say that you set up a trap from Qunyu Mountain and stole the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations. After taking it back, I accidentally leaked the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations today." The junior brother said cautiously:

"We can't let the rumors continue to spread. If we don't stop them, I'm afraid it will be a big trouble in the future. What if someone believes it to be true..." When the disciple said this, he looked at Wu Ziyan with his eyes and stopped talking. But the content in the words was expressed clearly enough.

Wu Zijuan was silent and was about to turn around and walk back, but at this moment Cui Yu suddenly released the innate sword energy's blockade on the aura of the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Elixir.

The innate sword energy not only released the aura of the Ten Thousand Calamities Golden Elixir, but also cut through the mud pills, directly breaking through the clothes under Wu Ziwan's armpits and rolling down from them.

The golden elixir of all calamities exudes a strange fragrance and soars into the sky with a majestic light.

In an instant, the whole street became quiet and became audible.

At this time, pairs of eyes looked over from all directions, their eyes filled with disbelief.

Talking about the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations, the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations just appeared in front of everyone. Everyone couldn't believe it. The Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations just appeared?

Wu Ziwan was dumbfounded, and the disciples of Gongyang's lineage were also dumbfounded.

At this time, the scene fell into a deathly silence.

"Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations!"

Someone yelled, suddenly waking everyone up.

Then, as if he had just woken up from a dream, Wu Ziwan suddenly took a step forward, took the golden elixir of all calamities on the ground in his hand, shot out his wings from behind, and turned into a stream of light and flew away.

"Block him!"

"Don't tell him to leave!"

Sounds of scolding resounded from heaven to earth.

But Wu Ziwan's speed was too fast, breaking the speed of sound and disappearing into the street in an instant.

"Damn, how could such a thing happen?" Wu Ziwan's voice was full of anxiety, and at the same time, the infinite power in his body was condensed: "I have the golden elixir of all calamities in my hand, and I can't give it away to anyone, not even a saint. "

Wu Ziwan looked at the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations in his hand and was thinking of finding a place to swallow the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations first to get actual benefits.

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But who knew the next moment, in Wu Ziwan's stunned eyes, the golden elixir of all calamities in his hand turned into soil and slipped away from his fingers.

Wu Ziwan was stunned, even his flying movements were frozen, and he fell directly from the air: "Impossible! Where is my Golden Elixir? Why did it turn into sand?"

He couldn't understand why it was obviously a golden elixir of all calamities, but it turned into sand in the blink of an eye.

"Quick, catch up with him! Don't let him run away!"

A scolding resounded between heaven and earth.

Behind him, eighteen monks from Dalin Temple chased him.

Wu Ziwan thought in his heart. Although he couldn't figure out the cause of the incident for the time being, he knew that he could never let go.

So Wu Ziwan continued to run towards the academy without saying a word.

Halfway through, I saw the oncoming ram saint.

"Master." Wu Ziwan quickly stopped his movements and looked at the Gongyang Saint with his eyes full of anxiety.

"Did you really obtain the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations?" Saint Gongyang asked.

"The disciple has obtained the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations, but..." Wu Ziwan wanted to explain, but Saint Gongyang did not give him a chance to speak: "If you have anything to do, we will talk about it later. You hide behind me!"

Saint Gongyang protected Wu Ziwan behind him, looked at the eighteen monks who were chasing him, and couldn't help but praise: "The magical feet of Step by Step Lotus are really powerful. I have seen eighteen Arhats!"

"I've seen Saint Gongyang." The eighteen monks stopped, their eyes looked past Saint Gongyang, and stopped at Wu Ziwan.

"Why are you venerables chasing my disciple?" Saint Gongyang took the lead in attacking.

"The saint doesn't have to pretend, the golden elixir of all calamities has fallen on your disciple." The monk stood up, his voice full of seriousness: "The importance of the golden elixir of all calamities, the saint doesn't know it, right? ? Now the imperial court and all the major forces in the world are looking for the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations, and you cannot swallow this Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations."

"You said that my disciple has taken the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations, do you have proof?" Saint Gongyang said unhurriedly.

"Haha, your disciple swallowed my Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Pill, and the medicinal properties in his body have not dissipated yet. It should be noted that the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Pill has the characteristics of immortality. Even if he swallows the Ten Thousand Tribulations Golden Pill, the aura of immortality will still linger there. In the body. As long as the Gongyang Saint is not blind, he should be able to see that breath." The alms-raising Arhat said unhurriedly.

When the Gongyang Saint heard this, he turned around and saw that there was a unique vitality entrenched in Wu Ziwan's body. The key is that the vitality cannot be locked at all. It lingers along the pores on the body surface, and it is impossible to suppress the energy.

At this time, the scene fell into a deathly silence. Being caught in front of someone, he couldn't even defend himself.

Thinking of Wu Ziwan's unfinished 'but', Saint Gongyang's heart suddenly sank: "Did you swallow the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations?"

If Wu Ziwan swallowed the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations, there would be no need for him to continue taking action.

"Disciple, no! Disciple is wronged!" Wu Ziwan was really bowing to the sky at this time. He took the golden elixir of all calamities in his hand and didn't warm it up, so why did he swallow it?

Where does he have time to swallow the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations?

Wu Ziwan's voice was full of innocence.

"Then how do you explain the energy in your body?" Sage Gongyang asked.

This sentence confused Wu Ziwan.

How does he know how to explain the aura in his body?

He just drank a cup of tea, and that energy appeared inexplicably in his body.

His mouth is full now and he can't explain clearly.

"The disciple did not swallow the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations. This aura was born in the body unintentionally." Wu Ziyan didn't know how to explain it. Once he opened his mouth to explain, he would definitely involve the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations.

At this time, the atmosphere in the venue was stagnant, and the eighteen monks glared at Wu Ziwan.

"I still want to quibble! Brothers, we don't have to be polite to him. We can go directly shoulder to shoulder to find the golden elixir of all calamities." He raised his bowl and stamped his feet angrily, and then rushed forward without saying a word.

The fact that Wu Ziwan obtained the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations was obvious to everyone, yet he is still quibbling about it now? What else can you say to him?

Just go shoulder to shoulder.

Seeing that the eighteen monks were no longer complaining, but directly held weapons in their hands and attacked Gongyang Saint and Wu Ziwan.

"I have heard that the Eighteen Arhats in Dalin Temple can join forces to form the Eighteen Arhats Formation. Even the saints will retreat when they see it. I am about to see the power of the legendary Eighteen Arhats Formation today." The Gongyang Saint did not give up, and actually stepped out from his waist. He directly drew out a sword. The sword had no edge and looked like a ruler.

I saw the Gongyang Saint flicking his fingers, and countless chapters appeared on the sword, and then slashed towards the Eighteen Arhats with one sword.

In an instant, the sky above Bailiu City changed color, lightning, thunder, wind and rain continued. Cui Yu stood on a hilltop outside Bailiu City, looking at the fight in the sky, and couldn't help but shrink his head: "It's really thrilling. I didn't expect that after a few years, it will be so great." Lin Temple still hasn’t given up on tracing the whereabouts of the Golden Pill of Ten Thousand Tribulations.”

Especially the Eighteen Arhats, at this time, they actually suppressed the Gongyang Saint. The Gongyang Saint was retreating steadily. Facing the Eighteen Arhats, he was a little overwhelmed for a while.

"You go first! I'll stop them!" The Gongyang Saint saw that the Eighteen Arhats suppressed him, and his expression became extremely gloomy.

Wu Ziwan's expression changed. He looked at the Gongyang Saint who was fighting for the Eighteen Arhats with his eyes. For a moment, thousands of thoughts flashed in his heart, and he didn't know how to speak.

If he really has the golden elixir of all calamities and asks the Gongyang Saint and the Eighteen Arhats to fight, then that's fine. But the key is that I really don’t have the golden elixir of all calamities!

This shopping spree is simply incomprehensible, it has no benefits at all, and it has to put your own life on the line.

"Masters, please stop. Although I swallowed some of the Golden Elixir due to an accident, the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations is indeed not in my possession." Wu Ziwan wanted to explain.

He didn't want to risk Saint Gongyang's life because of something unwarranted.

Gongyang Saint waved the long sword in his hand. A monk from Dalin Temple was indeed no match for Gongyang Saint. However, when eighteen monks joined forces, they formed an inexplicable suppressive force, which actually overwhelmed Gongyang Saint's saintly power. Not only did the pressure balance him out, he also suppressed the Gongyang Saint.

Wu Ziwan could see that Gongyang Saint was no match for the Eighteen Arhats, and it would be a matter of time before he was defeated and suppressed.

"Boy, what are you saying about ghosts in the lake? If someone else gets a rare thing like the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations, can they ask you to accidentally drink it?" The leader of the Dragon-Subduing Arhat sneered.

"If you can't hand over the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Tribulations, we will destroy your Gongyang lineage!" The voice of the alms-raising Arhat was full of anger.

Is it so easy to get the Golden Elixir of Ten Thousand Calamities from Dalin Temple?

Dalin Temple will never allow this magical medicine to be left outside.

Especially in recent years, with the spread of Mahayana Buddhism, a quiet transformation is taking place in Dalin Temple. All the monks in Dalin Temple feel that it is time for them to rise up!

It’s time for Dalin Temple to rise in these troubled times!

"Suppress me!"

The breaths of the eighteen Arhats merged together, and they actually transformed into a Buddha holding the Flower Seal in his hand. The Buddha was thousands of feet tall, and it seemed that everything in the world had turned into insignificant ants in his eyes.

Then he saw the Buddha's Seal falling and actually immobilizing Saint Gongyang.

"Everyone in the world has underestimated Dalin Temple. It is not unreasonable for Dalin Temple to survive for five thousand years despite the suppression of Qi practitioners from China. It's just a few of you monks who are causing trouble in our land of China, China. It's a little bit... No more arrogant!" At this moment, snowflakes began to fall in the sky.

Bai Yufu has arrived.