Traveling through the heavens from the prequel of the Lotus Lantern

Chapter 551 You, You Are Really Beautiful, It's a Pity You Don't Have a Brain
Yancai watched the tense scene, walked quickly to Yang Jiao's side, and said intentionally:
"Cousin, their magical powers are very low. They should be nothing more than mortal immortals. Where do they have the guts to fight against my dragon clan?"

Before Yang Jiao could reply, Han Zhongli shouted loudly:
"What kind of little immortals are there? We are the Eight Immortals of the Shangdong who were conferred by the Jade Emperor himself. However, there are named existences in the heaven. Although we are not as good as some great immortals and gods with great supernatural powers, it is not an exaggeration to say that we are the mainstay of the heaven. , you little girl is simply blind to the mountains."

Tieguai Li thick eyebrows slightly frowned:
"Your name is Cousin Hualong. It seems that you are a dragon girl from the East China Sea. There must be some treasures covering your body that prevent us from discovering your real body."

Yancai didn't comment or not, raised her brows slightly, and said arrogantly:
"I don't care what gods you are, since you have come to the mortal world, do you know what it means to break into a private house, and do you understand that thieves like you who break into a private house have always been beaten to death?"

Tieguai Li looked like:
"Unruly and domineering, fierce and arrogant, you and Hualong are really indistinguishable."

Yang Jiao said calmly:

"Han Zhongli, Tieguai Li, judging from the looks of you two, you should have come to the lower world to find the other Six Immortals under the orders of the Jade Emperor, instead of letting you talk nonsense in front of me."

"Now there is only a little mana left that can't even ride the clouds, and dare to yell in front of me."

"You think, if I imprison you two, there will never be a day when the Eight Immortals can return to their throne."

When the two heard this, their expressions changed slightly, and they couldn't help but glance at each other. In front of Yang Jiao, he looked completely refreshed and well-injured. He knew that he must not be an opponent, and even if he wanted to escape, it would be extremely difficult.

Thinking of this, Tieguai Li couldn't help but ask:

"Hua Long, you are also a god, why don't you have any compassion at all?"

"First, regardless of the life and death of thousands of creatures on the coast of the East China Sea, preventing us from crossing the East China Sea to collect medicine, and now we are determined not to let us the Eight Immortals return to their thrones. You don't know the truth. The longer the delay, the more and more innocent mortals will appear. died of the plague."

A hint of indifference appeared in the depths of Yang Jiao's eyes. Aren't all of this an interesting test between gods and Buddhas?

Moreover, I am afraid that not only the heavens are paying attention to everything that is happening now, but also Tathagata and Guanyin.

Thinking that the time has not come yet, she couldn't help suppressing the anger in her heart, and Youyou said:
"By gathering the power of the Eight Immortals, we can cross the East China Sea, collect elixirs, and save thousands of people. Unfortunately, I don't think the Eight Immortals will return to their throne in the future."

As soon as the words fell, the two put the magic weapon across their chests, and Tieguai Li said with great vigilance:
"Hua Long, is it possible that you really dare to violate the laws of heaven and kill us?"

After Yancai heard this, although she didn't know exactly what happened, she grabbed Yang Jiao's sleeve nervously and said:

"Cousin, if you really kill them, you will definitely be taken to the dragon-cutting stage in the heavenly court. You must not be impulsive."

When Han Zhongli heard it on the field, he smiled to ease the atmosphere:

"Prince Hualong, you are the only heir of the Dragon King of the East China Sea. You must be cautious and don't be impulsive."

Yang Jiao still looked expressionless:

"In order to prevent the Eight Immortals from returning to their place, why do we need to kill them?"

After all, the three people on the field unanimously let out a sigh of relief.

Immediately, Tieguai Li leaned on his crutches and said:
"Then what do you want?"

The corner of Yang Jiao's mouth hooked slightly:

"The lies have penetrated into the Eight Immortals and caused them to fall apart. There will be no day for them to return to their throne. The truth will just sit back and watch how you draw water from a bamboo basket and achieve nothing."

Han Zhongli said suspiciously:

"Just like that?"

Yang Jiao's eyes were heavy:

"You two, let's go. If you don't bother, take this person away with you."

Tieguai Li and Han Zhongli looked at each other, they didn't expect that the person in front of them not only didn't take advantage of others' danger, but also easily let him and others go.

After a while, the two of them hesitated for a while, then walked towards Han Xiangzi tacitly, put him down and took him away.

starry night.

The backyard of Caiyunzhuang.

Yang Jiao and Yancai stood side by side, looking at the stars.

"Cousin, this time you come here, are you trying to persuade me to return to the East China Sea?"

Yang Jiao calmly replied:

"Is that why you want to find someone who can play the short flute?"

A trace of longing flashed through her bright and clear eyes:
"I firmly believe what my mother said, the person who can play my short flute is my future husband-in-law, so I must find him."

Yang Jiao showed a sneer:
"Believe whatever you say. You are really a little girl who is not familiar with the world and has not grown up. Your mother's tricks of coaxing children to play have made you believe in her for hundreds of years."

"And you are full of love and love, can you be a little self-motivated? You have cultivated for hundreds of years, and you have not even become a Xuanxian. These days in the mortal world, all rely on the dragon ball I gave you to cover up your breath."

Yancai said unconvinced:
"How could this be fake? I took this short flute and searched countless people in the mortal world, but no one blew it. It was easy for a mortal child we met back then to blow it."

"For more than ten years, I have come to the mortal world just to find him."

Yang Jiao raised his hand to signal:

"Take out the flute."

Although Yancai didn't know why, she transformed a short flute with thought and handed it over.

Yang Jiao played with the short flute and said inexplicably:

"This short flute was originally my treasure from the East China Sea. Once it was blown, its sound could shake the waters of the East China Sea. Then something happened. The spirit was gone and it was broken into three sections. This is one of them."

"You actually regard it as a tool to find a marriage. I have watched it in my eyes and smiled in my heart all these years. The so-called love enters my mind, nothing more than that."

"Thinking with your toes, the person who can play this short flute is either my royal family in the East China Sea, or the person who has been spiritually reincarnated with this jade flute."

He paused slightly:
"It seems that the mortal child we met at the beginning was probably the spiritual reincarnation of Yu Xiao, otherwise how could it be so easy to play."

"You, you are indeed very beautiful, but it's a pity that you don't have a brain."

Yancai's face turned pale when she heard it, and her face was full of disbelief. For more than 200 years, she had always believed in what her mother said, so how could she be willing to believe it.

She seemed to have remembered something and said suspiciously:
"Cousin, did you deliberately make up a lie just to make me give up and stop looking for the person who played the short flute?"

"You promised me back then that I would only marry you if I really couldn't find that person."

"And didn't you say that this is our treasure from the East China Sea? You are the Prince of the East China Sea. Then if you blow it for me, I will believe what you say."

Yang Jiao said coldly:
"First, I suddenly discovered that my liking for you seems to be purely my liking for my sister."

"Therefore, there is no need to say much about marriage in the future."

"Secondly, this short flute has been cursed, and no one plays it except for the mortal who was spiritually reincarnated from the jade flute, not even my Eastern Sea royal family."

"And even if I had a way to break the spell and play the flute, I wouldn't do it."

"This short flute, which is contaminated with so much saliva, is really disgusting."

As he spoke, he threw the short flute to Yancai.

(End of this chapter)