flstandardbreds Chapter 228 Elbow! Think of a way to kill Li Jing
Chapter 228 Elbow! Think of a way to kill Li Jing
【Ding. 】
[Congratulations, host, you have obtained two volumes of the Investiture of the Gods. You may now make a choice.]
Yang Jiao took a bite of the fruit, the sweet juice filling her mouth, and her eyes lit up for a moment before dimming again.
This erratic system has only allowed me to make the selection twice.
On one occasion, when Yao Ji gave birth to Yang Jian, he actually used one hundred card-drawing tokens to tempt himself, which almost caused Yao Ji to fall ill.
The second time was when Nezha was in trouble at the White Bone Cave, and this time, he tricked himself into giving away five tokens.
Her enthusiasm immediately waned, and she asked doubtfully:
"I've run out of tokens, so you can't scam me."
[Host, I am not that kind of leader.]
"You are."
Looking across the entire world of novels, there is no one more unreliable than you!
"Tell me, what's your choice?"
Both versions of the Investiture of the Gods can lead to godhood.
[Choose the system's Investiture of the Gods list; you can command any of the 365 deities once.]
[Choose the Heavenly Path Gods List to receive 100 Card Draw Tokens.]
"and many more."
Yang Jiao didn't even need to do the math; she knew perfectly well which one to choose!
One is the unreliable gacha system; you might not even be able to combine a hundred fragments to create a single powerful technique.
However, the system's Investiture of the Gods list allows for 364 uses besides oneself.
Yang Jiao roughly estimated that when Journey to the West begins, half of the content will be useful to Sun Wukong!
[System Reminder: You can make a choice before the official investiture of gods at the Investiture Platform.]
"System, your upgrade wasn't for nothing."
I really misunderstood him before.
Yang Jiao still has plenty of time to think it over.
First, we need to build good relationships with all these dead deities. If we can get some respect from them, then we can just go for a hundred tokens!
Grab both at once, and you won't have to do either!
Watching Yang Jiao alternate between frowning and laughing, Mosquito Taoist shook his head inwardly, feeling sorry for her.
"Even after becoming a deity, Yang Jiao eventually went mad."
This Conferred God Platform is nearing completion.
The only task left to Yang Jiao was to safeguard the Investiture of the Gods. At this moment, the two scrolls lay neatly in the Boshan furnace.
Yang Jiao tapped the table with her finger, deep in thought.
"Of the Investiture of the Gods, there are still 364 gods remaining, among whom there are seven who have achieved immortality in their physical bodies but were not officially appointed as gods."
"Those who did not die have the right to choose whether or not to go to heaven. Wei Hu, who had made great contributions, retired and then returned to the world."
"Lei Zhenzi, Nezha, and my brother Yang Jian."
"Oh right! There are also three people I hate the most!"
Li Jing and his two sons did not die. Li Jing became Li Jing, the Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King, while Jinzha and Muzha went to the Western Paradise with their respective masters and became Bodhisattvas.
Yang Jiao suddenly stood up and said with a serious expression:
"No, I have to go to Xiqi."
Mosquito Taoist was stunned by her startled movements, then nodded:
"Yes, it's time to go out and have some fun."
This wretched place is so boring, with only five little demons building houses.
The mosquitoes were also getting restless.
Yang Jiao shook her head and clenched her fist, saying:
"We're not going there to play around, we're going there to figure out how to get kills!"
"Stealing kills?" Mosquito Taoist's eyes lit up with excitement. "That sounds like a lot of fun!"
The remaining spots for Li Jing and his two sons who survived must be kept in the hands of our own people.
Firstly, it can suppress Li Jing's cultivation level; secondly, it can provide more assistance to our side.
There were only seven people on the list who did not die, and apart from Wei Hu, they were all people with close ties to Yang Jiao.
Why not just rob them all?
In the Investiture of the Gods, Zhao Gongming died the most tragically.
If he could make Li Jing die, save Zhao Gongming, and enable him to achieve physical immortality...
Yang Jiao suddenly felt happy.
"Then you can have as much money as you want, and as much merit as you want, right?"
She hurriedly descended the Conferred God Platform, and as she stepped down the stairs, she remembered someone else.
"Even the Thunder God of the Nine Heavens, the Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable, cannot die! Save Wen Zhong, and ascension to immortality without pain will no longer be a dream!"
There is still one vacancy left for the position of physical ascension to sainthood.
Yang Jiao was determined to win!
She pulled Mosquito Taoist along, a smile on her face, and said:
"Mosquito, do you want to be a god?"
After all, it's better to keep the good stuff within the family.
If Mosquito Taoist can achieve enlightenment, it wouldn't be a bad thing.
Yang Jiao didn't know much about demons. Judging from the obsession of Thousand-Mile Eyes and Wind-Following Ears with becoming gods and the many demons who came to leap over the Dragon Gate, becoming gods and immortals was the ultimate dream for demons.
Unexpectedly, Mosquito Taoist looked at him with disdain after hearing this.
"That kind of deity? Mosquitoes wouldn't want to be one."
Look how much a divine position has driven Yang Jiao to madness.
She'd rather go back and clap her hands with the Styx Ancestor than look at the Jade Emperor and Queen Mother's expressions.
Yang Jiao didn't insist, only feeling that her mosquito was indeed no ordinary little demon, with lofty aspirations.
The closer Yang Jiao got to Zhou's camp, the more thoughts she had on her mind.
The thought that the Western Sect would use the Qiankun Bag to wipe out three thousand disciples in one fell swoop during the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, thus expanding Buddhism, suddenly made her eyes light up.
Even the Twelfth-Rank Merit Golden Lotus could kill the Third-Rank Mosquito Taoist in one bite.
Yang Jiao held her hand tenderly:
"Mosquito, at the end of the Investiture of the Gods, I'll give you a great magic weapon to suck up."
Mosquito Taoist looked at Yang Jiao suspiciously. Why was she suddenly being so nice to him?
You can even give the powerful magic weapon to yourself to absorb.
She truly is the most important mosquito in Yang Jiao's heart!
Mosquito Taoist's eyes gleamed even brighter; his appetite was piqued, and he kept pressing for answers with delight:
"What amazing treasure? Where is it? Where is it?"
Yang Jiao chuckled and said sincerely:
"In the guiding saint."
Mosquito Taoist: No, hehe.
The more Yang Jiao thought about it, the more reasonable it seemed.
When the mosquito bites that Qiankun bag, even if the Sage of Guidance abducts three thousand disciples, they will still fall off as they fly back to the Western Sect.
The whole way was filled with equipment.
Look how Western religions have flourished and surpassed Taoism!
"Isn't this the great mission I've come here for?"
Yang Jiao: Hehe.