Fengshenzhi, this Nezha is very stable

Chapter 214 Zulong strikes, the light of humanity shakes the three realms
Master Taiyi stared at Nezha for a few times, his expression became serious again.

He waved and set up thousands of restrictions, isolating the two of them from the heavens and worlds. Even the saints could not figure out their conversation, and the heavens could not detect it.

"Master, what are you doing?" Nezha had never seen Daoist Taiyi be so serious, not even in the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods.

Now that he has become a sub-sage, and he is not in a catastrophe, he is more careful than ever, so Nezha is not surprised.

"Nezha, although your strength is not weaker than that of being a teacher, there is still a big gap between your Taoism and being a teacher. When you have not achieved the state of sub-sage, your thinking as a teacher is very simple, but when you are certified as a sub-sage, you will discover the world. It's not as simple as it was originally imagined.

The Three Realms and the heavens and worlds attached to the Three Realms hide countless secrets. Not to mention being a teacher, even if your master, uncle and uncle join forces, you would not dare to say that you can freely walk in the heavens and worlds anywhere.

Now, as a teacher, I want to tell you solemnly, you must keep it in your heart, and don't tell anyone. "

Nezha sat cross-legged, nodded earnestly and said, "I understand, master, please rest assured."

Daoist Taiyi pondered for a long time, and said lightly: "As a teacher, I can only tell you that the realm of a saint is not the end of our practice. The teacher of your ancestor is only a realm. As a teacher, I don't know the realm, but as a teacher, I know that we still have a long way to go.

Starting from the sub-holy realm, every step is full of difficulties and dangers, full of all kinds of disasters, even if you are careless, you may fall, you have to remember, you will completely forget what you said as a teacher later, you know? "

Nezha didn't say anything, just nodded.

Daoist Taiyi quickly removed the restraint, his rosy face suddenly turned blood red, leaving a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

Forcing something out requires a lot of pressure and a certain price, and now the backlash is the price.

Although worried about the safety of Daoist Taiyi, Nezha finally verified what he thought in his heart. Hongjun is just a name for a realm, a realm above a saint.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that these are still far away from him, and those people will not take him seriously if he is not at that level, he is too weak to affect the overall situation.

"Those existences under the Netherworld..."

The scene under Nine Nethernesses and the peeps he felt in the world of demons suddenly appeared in Nezha's mind.

Now he is more and more convinced that the vast space under the Nine Netherworlds is most likely not created by Pangu, but a world that already existed.

Pangu opened up the world and sealed the space under the Nine Netherworld, or suppressed it.

Nezha didn't dare to tell Master Taiyi, for fear of being perceived by an inexplicable existence and bringing about unpredictable changes.

"Okay, you can meditate here, and you will go back to Huaguo Mountain after the calamity of the Three Realms is over." Daoist Taiyi said suddenly.

Nezha stared at Master Taiyi curiously, and asked tentatively, "Master, you don't intend to make a move?"

Master Taiyi snorted coldly and said, "As a teacher, we need to suppress the Netherworld with all our strength."

"Ah? Nether world? Could it be that what will happen under the Nine Netherworld?" Nezha let out a low cry.

Master Taiyi said: "Don't ask too much, don't meddle too much, just meditate here."

"Disciple understands."

Nezha then lived in the Golden Cave. Every day, besides listening to Taiyi's preaching, he deduced the secrets of heaven, studied the changes of rune combinations, and comprehended supernatural powers and secrets.

Only here can he truly calm down to practice, don't care about anything, and wholeheartedly comprehend the truth, supernatural powers and secret methods, and increase his Taoism.

I don't know how many days passed, Nezha was practicing, when suddenly the entire Golden Cave shook violently, as if someone was attacking from outside.

Nezha woke up from the meditation, two strange lights shot out from his eyes, looking at the prehistoric world through the void.

It was discovered that the prehistoric world at this time was like boiling water, and the calamity was boiling endlessly, turning into a pot of paste.

"Is this the peak of this catastrophe? It's beyond my expectation that it can catch up to the previous three world catastrophes."

In Nezha's imagination, this time, the catastrophe in which all the masters are fighting for the top and human beings are fighting for the dragon is not even considered a catastrophe of heaven and earth, and it cannot be compared with the previous three catastrophes of heaven and earth.

But now, he found that the intensity of this catastrophe is probably no less than that of the Conferred Gods catastrophe, and even stronger than the Conferred Gods catastrophe, directly catching up with the dragon and phoenix catastrophe and the Lich catastrophe.

"Zulong's methods are really unpredictable. One person can stir up such a big commotion. The Three Realms are shaking, and the heavens are restless. Such a catastrophe sweeps across, not to mention the Three Realms, even the heavens and ten thousand realms attached to the Three Realms. A catastrophe broke out, and an inexplicable catastrophe appeared.

The Great Formation of the Twelve Capitals has such a strong blessing of catastrophe, and its power is countless times stronger than when I used it to resist the princes. It is possible that the Twelve Ancestral Witches may really be summoned to form Pan Gu's real body.

If this is the case, even if Zulong cannot succeed, the pattern of the Three Realms will undergo huge changes. Who will come out to stop Zulong? "

As soon as Nezha thought about it, he saw that the time and space where Xianyang was located began to change drastically. The city of Xianyang grew rapidly, and finally turned into a giant city covering thousands of miles.

The 33-day shock caused the gods in the heaven to be terrified. The Jade Emperor, who was correcting the memorial, suddenly stopped. Great mana to comb and slowly unify.

Even Buddhism, which is far away in the barren and barren land, has also been affected, and the development of Buddhism has been severely suppressed.

At Daleiyin Temple in Lingshan, Sakyamuni Tathagata is preaching the Dharma, and near him is the second disciple Jin Chanzi who has just been accepted, that is, the six-winged golden cicada obtained from Nezha.

Being rushed by the light of humanity, the luck of Buddhism declined instantly. Jin Chanzi, who had finally calmed down, was suddenly full of desire, his eyes rolled, and flashes of magical light flashed. Some Buddhist disciples who were close to him were all affected. It is impossible to meditate and comprehend the Dharma.

Afraid of being discovered by the Tathagata, Jin Chanzi drooped his head and pretended to be asleep.

Sakyamuni Tathagata is already half a step into the sub-sage realm, how can Jin Chanzi's actions escape his Buddha eyes?

"Jin Chanzi, you have already got rid of the devil's heart and devil's womb, and you have taken refuge in my Buddha. Why do you still neglect the Buddha's teaching? It seems that your Buddha's heart is still not firm enough, so I will punish you to seal your mana and reincarnate. When did you suddenly realize the heart of worshiping Buddha? , come and listen to me."

Shakya Tathagata waved his sleeves, a golden light flashed across Jin Chanzi's body, and then he sat still like a sculpture. The true spirit had been sent by Tathagata with great magic power to reincarnate in the land near the land of Kyushu.

Seeing all the Buddhas, Shakya Tathagata said: "This person was originally a six-winged golden cicada. Return to Lingshan."

Three thousand Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhat King Kong all recited the Buddha's name and proclaimed goodness.

Da Ri Tathagata frowned slightly. He always felt that someone was calling his name. Those calls came from the bitter cold place in the northwest of the prehistoric world. With his knowledge, he couldn't deduce the reason for it. He could only bury this doubt in his heart. Going to check it out later.

Tongbai Mountain.

Wu Zhiqi was sitting on a huge bluestone throne, and beside him were six demons with powerful auras. They all showed a hint of joy when they saw the heavenly court being shaken endlessly by the light of humanity.

"Yaozun, when are we going to make a move?" Dabai Niu looked at Wu Zhiqi in the center and said mistyly.

Wu Zhiqi said with a smile: "Second brother, don't be impatient, let Zulong fight with Tianting first, and when Tianting is exhausted, we are going to make a move. We must let Tianting know that although my monster clan has fallen, but It's not something he can provoke, hum."

The other six monsters nodded in agreement, their faces even more joyful.

"It's a pity that the six-eared macaque has to practice in seclusion. Otherwise, we, the eight demon masters, will join forces to turn him upside down even when the heaven is at its most prosperous."

If Nezha was here, he would definitely recognize the speaker as the Peng Demon King who had dealt with in the East China Sea.

"The most powerful thing about the six-eared macaque is not its combat power, but its ability to know everything before and after, plus his natural supernatural powers, even the heavens will never think about us, so we can win in one battle."

As one of the four great spirit monkeys, Wu Zhiqi naturally knows what the six-eared macaque's strongest ability is, and his combat power is not his strongest point.

The northwest of the prehistoric world.

Because Nezha, Wu Zhiqi and the six-eared macaque fought here, the whole land was shattered, except for a few relatively intact continents, surrounded by countless islands.

The originally extremely poor place is like spring all the year round, and the river network is densely covered. There are many human races, but these human races are not pure-blooded human races, but mixed with the blood of wild beasts, so all of them are blond and blue-eyed. His face was pale, but his face was powerful.

Although these people look like humans, they are very rude. Perhaps it is due to the blood of wild beasts. These human races uphold the law of the jungle. Whoever has the biggest fist is right. This is a barbaric land, where some uncivilized barbarians live .

People here live in stone houses and wear wild animal skins, but they build a huge white marble palace in the center of their lives, 99 feet nine feet high, with many mysterious patterns carved on it, which is the legendary ancient demon script.

In addition to this tallest palace, there are many smaller palaces in this northwest land. There are thousands of them, and each palace is the center of human life.

There is a god enshrined in the palace, wearing a loose long-distance trousers, wearing a golden light on his head, and a golden halo behind him, looking extremely holy.

When the ancestral dragon was launched, the light of humanity also swept here, and the entire continent was shaken and immortal, mountains and rocks collapsed, volcanoes erupted, and floods were raging, like the end of the world.

All the barbarians prostrated themselves outside the palace and prayed for the blessing of the gods.

"God, help me, I'd give it all, Hallelujah."

"Pray to the omnipotent God, let your light spread all over the world, suppress demons, and show me the power of God, hallelujah."

Above the land, a portal suddenly opened, the portal cracked, and countless golden lights shot out, suppressing the turmoil instantly, the flood receded, the volcano extinguished, and the landslide stagnated, just like a miracle.

For a moment, all the barbarians stopped what they were doing, kept singing praises to the gods, and chanting Hallelujah.

"It's true Zulong. This deity managed to establish the Guangming God Sect in this place where no shit. You insist on dismantling it for me. Fortunately, this deity has some means."

Demon Master Kunpeng was wearing a loose white robe, holding a classic book transformed from Hetu Luoshu in one hand, and a scepter in the other. He wore a golden crown on his head, exuding a trace of inviolable majesty. On an unattainable throne.

Below are many barbarians with white wings behind them, respectfully paying homage to Demon Master Kunpeng.

"I am the only god between heaven and earth. All disasters have been eliminated by this god. You can continue to preach, but you must remember that you must not cross the east. The three mountains in the south and north can only preach to the west."

"Lord, please rest assured that your loyal servant will not violate your will." Countless angels fell to their knees and sang praises.

Looking at the angels under his feet, Demon Master Kunpeng finally showed a cheerful smile.

"Nezha, I really want to thank you for establishing a great religion and gaining great merit. I'm about to break through that hurdle, Hallelujah? It's just that Lu suppressed that kid cheaply."

(End of this chapter)