Journey to the West: Nine-tailed demon emperor

Chapter 207

Bang!
"Subordinate Tianxiang, thank you for your help."

As soon as Jianglong left, Tianxiang came to Tu Shanhao and knelt down on the ground with a puff, gratitude flashed in his eyes.

If it wasn't for Tu Shanhao's help this time, Tianxiang might not be able to fight against Lingju alone, so how could he gain supernatural powers while understanding cause and effect.

After getting the merit mud, Tu Shanhao was in a good mood, looked at Tian Xiang who was kneeling on the ground, smiled lightly and said:

"Get up, you are my king's subordinate, and this king will definitely protect you."

"The kindness of the king, Tianxiang will keep it in his heart!"

Tianxiang didn't pretend, stood up generously, and said in a muffled voice.

Tu Shanhao shook his head and smiled, his eyes shifted to Heifeng and Pipa, and said lightly:

"This king knows that you two have dissatisfaction with this king, but it doesn't matter, which is right and which is wrong, you will find out in the future."

After all, Tu Shanhao didn't care about the expressions of the two, turned around and said with a chuckle:
"Let's go, little ones, the king has heard the baby calling for the king."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

Bai Lu and Tian Xiang agreed with a light smile, and followed Tu Shanhao to the distance.

In the same place, Heifeng and Pipa looked at each other, their expressions were mostly tangled.

After a few breaths, a warm color flashed in Pipa's eyes, and he took a step forward and said, "Let's go, the oath of heaven has been made, what else can I do?"

Hearing this, Hei Feng looked bitter, and helplessly raised his heels, and said to himself;

"Hey, I think that I, Heifeng, is also an elite of the bear clan after all, and the handsome bear who is indomitable in the sky has fallen to this point. What is the reason?"

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the other side.

In an empty, borderless green forest, Nezha, with a straight face, walks slowly in it with a blank expression, and his slow-moving appearance is quite distressing.

"who am I?"

"Where am I?"

"What am I going to do?"

"..."

Wandering in the green forest, Nezha kept asking three questions from his soul.

Compared with the outside world, Nezha at this time has been wandering in the forest for a full 1000 years, looking for a way out day and night, but in the end he just detoured in place.

Thousands of years of silence, Nezha, who is impetuous by nature, is like Nine Nether Purgatory, obliterating most of his emotions, and even the soul of consciousness began to slowly escape.

One hundred and eighty years later, Nezha will be transformed into Taoism on the spot, and his soul will return to heaven and earth.

Time goes by slowly, ten years, 50 years, 100 years, 120 years...

boom!
In 180 years, Nezha finally couldn't stand up and fell to the ground weakly.

I saw Nezha lying powerlessly on the ground, half of his pretty face was covered with dirt, with numbness and depression written all over it, and a breath of death slowly rising.

Under the silence, the primordial spirit in Nezha's sea of ​​consciousness lost its former crystal clear, shining divine light.

It became incomparably gray, dead silent, and even began to dissipate and blur.

Squeeze, Squeeze, Squeeze...

"Nezha, Nezha, wake up, get up and play with your two brothers."

"No, no, I don't want to play with those two bad guys, they just play tricks on me."

A gentle and kind voice fell into his ears, and Nezha's eyelids trembled slightly, and he whispered subconsciously.

"Nezha, Nezha, get up quickly, Chaoge's soldiers and horses are coming, and the prime minister is calling for you."

"Okay, I see, I'll get up right away...but I'm so tired!"

Another hearty voice sounded, and Nezha's fingers shook slightly, subconsciously wanting to feel for the spear.

"Haha, Nezha, the prince is here to play with you again, so hurry up and greet him."

"Get out, you little bug, I don't want to kill you, so get out of here."

A familiar yet unfamiliar voice came from a young boy, Nezha gradually frowned, and murmured.

"..."

"Nizi, how dare you kill the Third Prince Long and strip his tendons, how will you protect you for your father?"

"Nezha, you dare to kill my son. If you don't pay for your life today, the king will flood Chentang Pass and let you, thousands of people, be buried with my son."

"Nezha, you killed my Tong'er by mistake, what should you do?"

"Nezha, this calamity will be settled for you by the teacher, and this treasure will also be given to you, go down the mountain!"

"Nezha, if you die physically, then the master will replace you with this precious lotus body, and then you will go down the mountain to help your uncle conceive the gods and repay the crime of killing."

"Eight-armed Nezha stepped forward... I canonize you as the Great God of the Three Altars... I hope you will uphold the justice of the Three Realms!"

"Nezha..."

"Nezha..."

"Nezha..."

As the primordial spirit dissipated, strands of memories began to emerge in Nezha's mind, the voice and scene of that year.

Even...the faces of those people back then are clearly visible.

"No, no, I didn't want to kill him, he was the one who wanted to kill me first."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to kill your boy."

"No, master, don't kill her. I was the one who caused trouble first. Why did you kill her?"

"Master save me..."

"I don't know, I can't find my physical body, what should I do, master?"

"What, the lotus body?"

"Isn't this the lotus root of Master Cihang? Master, I don't want this."

"Fengshen... But who is the god, and who is the god?"

"As a leader, you still haven't escaped reincarnation."

The body trembled slightly, Nezha frowned deeply, shook his head slightly, and couldn't help muttering to himself, as if he wanted to debate something, but it was out of reach.

"Nezha, Lingzhu..."

"Who am I, where am I, and what am I going to do?"

"Li Jing, Ao Guang, Taiyi, Jiang Ziya... who are they?"

"I am Lingzhu..."

"No, no, I am... Nezha!"

"I am... Nezha!"

hum!
As if roaring from the depths of his soul, Nezha suddenly opened his eyes, and a sense of indomitableness shot up into the sky.

"I am Nezha, I am born holy, why should I be bullied by you?"

"Why do you say that I have [-] murders in my body? I don't accept it, I don't accept it!"

"Since the law of heaven is unfair, then I will break the law of heaven and cleanse the injustice of heaven and earth!"

Holding the fire-pointed gun tightly in his hand, Nezha swayed his body and stood slowly, his eyes were red and he roared towards the sky, shaking the sky with his indomitable will and Ling Tian's fighting spirit.

Click!

With a crisp sound, the surrounding green forest dissipated, the sky and the ground gradually shattered, and everything turned into nothingness.

Pfft!
There was a sound of breaking water, and Nezha suddenly stood up from a pool of water, panting heavily.

Standing up abruptly, Nezha held a pointed gun in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

Looking at the surrounding green hills and water pools, Nezha lost his mind for a while, feeling the unharmed primordial spirit, Nezha fully reacted.

It turned out that everything just now was just an illusion, and the thousands of years in the illusion were not real.

And the culprit who caused Nezha to fall into the illusion...

As far as the eye can see, there is only a pure white lotus growing in the middle of the pool, swaying with the breeze and the air.

First rank, second rank, third rank... ninth rank, tenth rank, eleventh rank...

"Ten, twelve grades, how is it possible?"

Seeing the number of blooms of the white lotus, and feeling the innate energy emanating from the white lotus, Nezha murmured in disbelief.

hum!
The twelfth-grade white lotus shook slightly, and let out a crisp hum, as if welcoming Nezha.

At the same time as the twelfth-grade white lotus vibrated lightly, Nezha felt a whim, which was very real.

Nezha walked up to the twelfth grade white lotus in a daze, stretched out his hand and gently touched the lotus leaves of the white lotus, a sense of tranquility spread all over his body, and he closed his eyes to feel it carefully.

After a while, Nezha opened his eyes again, and his immature and pretty face turned into an unprecedented firmness and strong joy without being confused.

Just now, Nezha received a message from the Twelve-Rank Bailian.

It turns out that the full name of this white lotus is the twelfth-grade pure world white lotus, and it is one of the five lotus seeds produced by the 36th-grade chaotic pure lotus. The big lotus platform is the same as the feet.

However, compared to the other four lotus platforms, the twelfth-grade pure world white lotus was born the latest.

Daiyu Xiandao appeared in this world because of the successful birth of Jingshi Bailian, which absorbed too many origins from Daiyu Xiandao, and Daiyu Xiandao could only emerge from the Three Realms to make up for the origin.

And Jingshi Bailian also sensed Nezha's lotus body, which secretly attracted Nezha to come.

However, the moment Nezha arrived, he was hit by the "Psychedelic Formation of All Things True Spirits" accompanied by the White Lotus of the Pure World, and the test began.

Fortunately, Nezha finally passed the big test and was recognized by Jingshi Bailian.

Now, as long as Nezha is willing, he can take away the Pure World Bailian at any time.

Looking at the pure white lotus in front of him, Nezha's eyes were full of joy, and he stroked the lotus leaf as if he was stroking his lover's face.

It should be said that when Nezha, Li Jing, Yang Jian and others were conferred gods in the flesh.

But after the conferment of the gods, Yang Jian's cultivation has already broken through Taiyi, Jin Zha, Mu Zha have reached the peak of Jinxian, and even that trash Li Jing has broken through the peak of Jinxian not long ago.

And only Nezha is standing still, what was his cultivation level when he was conferred the gods, and what is his cultivation level now, he has been stuck at the peak of Jinxian for thousands of years.

You must know that Nezha's talent back then was so high that no one in Xiqi could compare except Yang Jian, far surpassing Lei Zhenzi, Huang Tianhua, Jin Zha, Mu Zha and other peers.

But now, he can only watch helplessly as the defeated generals of the past come from behind, and it is self-evident that he feels aggrieved.

　Since you are unfair, don't blame me for taking more justice.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)