diskusbooks Chapter 119 3 Light Divine Water Saves the Mosquito Taoist
Chapter 119 3 Light Divine Water Saves the Mosquito Taoist
Drain the estuary.
As usual, Venus descended to inquire:
"Has anything else happened to that person recently?"
The heavenly general stepped forward and bowed.
Having secretly observed Yang Jiao here for a long time, they naturally developed a slight bias towards her, as she was a little girl they had watched grow up.
Even though she spent her days climbing on roofs and tearing off tiles, she still seemed genuinely cute in the eyes of the heavenly soldiers and generals.
He replied with a smile:
"Reporting to the Star Lord, she really enjoys chatting and eating melon seeds with her friends in Longmen. She just left Guanjiangkou a few days ago to go out and have some fun."
Upon hearing that Yang Jiao was doing well and enjoying himself, Venus nodded in agreement:
"Well done. When we return to Heaven, we will definitely give you all credit."
The five thousand heavenly soldiers and generals immediately knelt in gratitude.
Unexpectedly, such a simple task is so lucrative. Last time, the Star Lord descended to earth and brought with him fine wine bestowed by the Jade Emperor. They had never received such treatment in heaven.
The general was overjoyed.
It's time to mention this score.
He looked up at the sky with joy and was about to bow towards the Lingxiao Palace when he suddenly looked up.
Suddenly, a dilapidated tricycle appeared in the blue sky and white clouds, with scratches all over its wheels.
Isn't that person up there, dressed in rags and with disheveled hair, struggling to push off the ground, the very person they're protecting?
Tian swallowed hard, his heart sinking.
That's it, my promotion is over!
Venus sensed this and looked up, his expression suddenly changing.
He roared in anger:
"Leaving home happy, only to limp home?!"
"You don't even know where she went? And she comes back covered in wounds after only a few days!"
Before the heavens could answer, Venus transformed into a stream of light and clouds, disguising itself below Yang Jiao.
At this moment, Yang Jiao was covered in wounds of varying sizes. Although they were all superficial injuries, she was in a truly wretched state.
Her little face was filled with panic, and she kept turning back to look at the weak Mosquito Taoist huddled in the truck bed:
"We're going home soon, mosquito, hang in there."
Yang Jiao accelerated again, descending straight towards the Yang residence.
Venus became serious and, without pausing, went straight to the Heavenly Court.
This is a serious matter and must be reported to His Majesty immediately.
Yang Jiao, who had just returned home, hurriedly took Mosquito Taoist out of the truck bed.
[Ding! The host has narrowly escaped death. System reward: 10 card draw tokens.]
Yang Jiao listened and then stopped.
Mosquito Taoist was seriously injured. Her skin and flesh had been corroded by the foul water and were no longer recognizable. You could hear her muffled groans of pain if you touched her even slightly.
Yang Jiao was extremely distressed.
Carrying Mosquito Taoist into the house, he saw that Yang Jian was still in a meditative state, as if he were asleep and there was nothing wrong with him, so he was relieved.
She focused solely on wiping away the remaining liquid from the mosquito's body.
She hurriedly asked the system:
"Can the spiritual plant from the East Sea that Jian'er bumped into the mountain last time save Mosquito Taoist?"
Depending on the severity of the injury, the effect of binding the pillar is minimal.
Yang Jiao's face turned pale. The healing elixirs in the East Sea Dragon Palace were useless against Mosquito Daoist. How could she save her now?
This time, we suffered a great loss at the hands of the three-headed dragon!
Not only did they lose so many magical treasures, but they also caused Mosquito Taoist to suffer such a serious injury.
Yang Jiao originally wanted to take Mosquito Taoist directly to the East Sea to heal his injuries, but the system had already said that the spiritual plant was useless.
She took out the Boshan incense burner and searched through all her belongings inside, finding nothing but the things she used to grow gourd vines.
Yang Jiao lay beside the weakened Mosquito Taoist and whispered:
"Mosquito, please tell me how I can save you?"
"Once you're better, I'll let you sleep on the gourd."
gourd……
Yang Jiao suddenly remembered that the soil and water of the innate gourd vine were not ordinary things.
Especially the bottle of Three Lights Divine Water bestowed by the Primordial Celestial Venerable!
The golden Sunlight Divine Water, the silver Moonlight Divine Water, and the purple Starlight Divine Water are all poisonous on their own.
Once the three are combined into one, it becomes the first and most potent healing medicine, capable of relieving all poisons and overcoming all so-called "incurable" poisons.
It can also treat all wounds and diseases.
He can restore flesh and bones, and bring the dead back to life.
"Mosquito, you're saved!"
If it weren't for Zhen Yuanzi's uncle giving him Xu Earth and Ren Gui Water, this last bit of the Three Lights Divine Water would have been absorbed by the gourd vine.
Yang Jiao immediately took out the last bit of Three Lights Divine Water.
It poured little by little onto the mosquito-man's body.
Gold, silver, and purple light shone faintly on her body. Before long, the rotten flesh could be seen to close up and grow back, giving her new skin.
Even Mosquito Daoist herself felt her pain vanish instantly. She let out a soft "hmm," propped herself up halfway to sit up, and looked around. Only after realizing they were completely safe did she breathe a sigh of relief. She half-closed her eyes, showing no trace of sadness, and said:
"Yang Jiao, you saved me again."
Yang Jiao felt a pang of sadness.
It was clearly the Mosquito Taoist who saved him.
She cultivated for so long, struggling to make a living under the nose of the Styx Ancestor.
In order to buy himself time to escape, he dropped from the Golden Immortal level to the Celestial Immortal level.
In this world, only Sun Wukong and Yang Jian possessed the strength to become Golden Immortals within a few years.
Like Yang Jiao, Mosquito Daoist, and countless ordinary people before them, it takes at least a thousand years to cultivate to the level of a Golden Immortal.
Especially demons,
Demons cultivate much slower than humans.
Humans are the most suitable for cultivation. Even demons must start by cultivating human form. However, due to species differences, demons are naturally slower than humans.
Therefore, it is more regrettable for the Mosquito Taoist's cultivation level to be downgraded than for a cultivator.
Mosquito Taoist watched as Yang Jiao remained lost in thought for a long time, hesitant and unsure how to begin, finding it extremely difficult to speak.
After thinking for a long time about how to phrase it, I finally couldn't help but remind you:
"Yang Jiao, where are my five bottles of milk?"
As he spoke, Mosquito Taoist glanced at Yang Jiao's injuries out of the corner of his eye, realizing he hadn't protected her well enough. He gritted his teeth and said resolutely:
"I'll only deduct two bottles at most!"
Yang Jiao was dumbfounded.
I was getting really emotional, and then Mosquito Taoist did this to me.
It made her feel both sad and not sad, and even her expression became uncontrollable.
Mosquito Taoist looked at Yang Jiao, unsure whether to laugh or cry, and immediately closed his eyes, gritted his teeth, and clasped his hands together in supplication:
"Don't take them all...give me just one bottle."
Yang Jiao's lips twitched, and she carried five large bottles out of the kitchen, slamming them down in front of Mosquito Taoist:
"Drink up, there'll be more after you finish, all you can eat!"
Each of those baby bottles was as big as three-year-old Yang Jian, and now he had five of them laid out there!
Mosquito Taoist couldn't believe his eyes and murmured:
Is it Chinese New Year yet?
This kind of treatment is something even Mosquito Taoist couldn't get by begging Yang Jiao's leg.
The mosquito-like Taoist, feeling intensely happy, picked him up and drank from him, and then he understood.
Thinking to myself:
"Next time I protect Yang Jiao, I'll have to inflict a more serious injury."
If all else fails, I'll just stab myself twice after I've finished beating someone up.
As Yang Jiao watched Mosquito Daoist drinking his milk with a satisfied expression, she didn't forget about restoring Mosquito Daoist's cultivation level.
She thought for a moment. She had just taken three ginseng fruits from Wuzhuang Temple. If she went there again, she was afraid that she would be thrown out by the Great Immortal Zhenyuanzi.
I guess I'll have to be a thief again...
After thinking it over, Yang Jiao spoke to the Mosquito Taoist in a gentle tone:
"You stay home and drink your milk, I'm going out for a bit."
Mosquito Taoist immediately put down the half-empty bottle of milk and asked:
"Where are you going? I can still protect you."
Yang Jiao smiled, pressed her down on the bed, placed the baby bottle in her arms, and explained:
"I'm just going out for a short while. There's no danger. You stay home and keep an eye on Yang Jian for me. I'll be back soon."
After hearing Yang Jiao's words, Mosquito Daoist sucked on his breast with unease, fearing that he would be replaced because he hadn't protected a single hair of Yang Jiao's.
She watched Yang Jiao's departing figure with suspicion, thinking to herself:
"I hope she doesn't feel sorry for me for not protecting her properly and has gone out to find someone else?"
"Is it protection money to pay someone six bottles of milk?"