Projection of the Heavens

"Ah!"

Gu Shaoshang didn't say much, following Nezha away from the huge floating island where Yaochi was located.

It wasn't until he walked thousands of miles that Nezha breathed a sigh of relief: "Tianzun forgive me, Queen Mother, she..."

"Queen Mother......"

Gu Shao was sad and thoughtful.

Is there any relationship between the Queen Mother and the Queen Mother of the West?

With his current strength, he is not afraid of making a scene, but it is not necessary for the time being.

Anyway, as long as you stay in Heaven, you will naturally have the opportunity to see the Queen Mother.

"Heavenly Venerate doesn't know anything!"

Seeing that Gu Shaoshang didn't speak, Nezha explained with a wry smile: "The Queen Mother is the head of the female immortals, and her status is equal to that of the Jade Emperor! And Yaochi is mostly female immortals. I'm going to take a walk on Xiantai!"

Gu Shaoshang smiled slightly, noncommittal.

Nezha glanced around and lowered his voice: "It is said that even if the Great Heavenly Venerate wants to enter the Yaochi, he must obtain the permission of the Queen Mother..."

"Okay, if you don't go to Yaochi in this seat!"

Gu Shaoshang smiled dumbly.

Step on the immortal cloud and walk away slowly: "Nezha, go by yourself!"

Nezha was slightly startled, bowed slightly, turned around and flew down into the sky.

............

The sky above the sky is always sunny and sunny, with thousands of rays of sunshine, but there are times of wind and rain in the world.

woohoo~~~

The breeze was blowing, the sky was densely covered with thunder clouds, and the drizzle fell, shrouding the whole world in a hazy wind and rain.

Above the sky, a scarlet figure stepped on the wind and fire, and fell into the rain curtain, it was Nezha!

"It's raining..."

Nezha sighed slightly, making his original youth look a little more mature.

Or, under his seemingly immortal face, he is a mature heart.

He stepped slightly and walked away in the wind and rain.

This is a small mountain, and there is a big river in the distance. It is not a famous mountain, let alone a fairyland.

However, among the Three Realms, this is a very famous place.

Because this is Guanjiangkou, there is an Erlang Zhenjun Temple here, and it is dedicated to Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, Yang Jian.

The ultimate immortal, the first warrior in the heavenly court!

Nezha stepped forward and landed in front of an Erlang Zhenjun Temple.

The incense in Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun Temple is not very strong, because his master doesn't care.

Zhenjun Temple, said to be a temple, is just an excuse for Yang Jian to stay away from the heaven.

squeak~

Nezha pushed open the gate of Zhenjun Temple and stepped inside.

The temple is not big, and it is cloudy and rainy, and it is deserted. There is only one old temple congratulatory, sitting under the futon and meditating with eyes closed.

When Nezha came in, the old temple congratulations didn't seem to notice.

"Second brother!"

Nezha stepped into Erlang Zhenjun Temple one step at a time, and the lights and shadows flickered around him.

It was the same temple, but there was a young man dressed in white with a solemn expression in front of him.

The young man sat leaning on the futon, his hair fell on his shoulders, and gently wiped a three-pointed two-edged knife, ignoring Nezha's cry, and just slowly wiped his knife.

Focused, calm and meticulous.

Nezha didn't care, he walked to another futon and sat down.

After half an hour, Yang Jian put away the three-pointed two-edged sword, and glanced at Nezha with cold eyes: "Why did you come here, second brother?"

His voice was not like the cold arrogance of talking to others, but a feeling of coolness like water.

"Second brother, do you know Emperor Zhenwu?"

Nezha said.

Yang Jian's eyelids trembled slightly, and he said, "He is a golden immortal, and there is quite a lot of movement, so of course I don't know it."

As Yang Jian said, the figure of the black-robed youth who once stopped him from fighting with him appeared in his eyes.

At that time, his cultivation was still one line behind him, but at this time, he had already surpassed him.

Nezha sighed slightly: "I thought the second brother would be the first golden immortal in a thousand years..."

"Golden Immortal......"

Yang Jian's expression was calm, without a trace of fluctuation: "Nine-Zuan Xuangong is not easy, and the bottleneck that has locked me for thousands of years is not something that can be broken overnight."

"Second brother still has a chance to take a step closer, but I have been standing still for thousands of years. I can't match Sun Wukong, and I can't even beat the gibbons and monkeys before!"

Nezha said with a hint of loneliness on his face.

This kind of loneliness, he has never appeared in front of anyone, except for Yang Jian, and even his father, Li Jing, the king of Tota, has never met.

Yang Jian was silent and did not speak.

He has never been a person who likes to comfort others, especially Nezha.

He used to be high-spirited and could compete with countless Tianjiao, but once he made a mistake, he stayed in the early stage of Tianxian forever.

Even though he was talented and possessed many magical treasures, he was still surpassed by many people. Although Yang Jian had never experienced this feeling, he knew how bitter it was.

"Second brother, I am unwilling!!"

Nezha stood up, his voice rolling like thunder, overpowering the sound of wind and thunder in the sky: "I have never regretted everything I did! However, this feeling is too difficult!"

"how do you want to do it?"

Yang Jian was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.

Nezha's refining seed to form the Lotus Dharma body is a rare treasure in the world. Otherwise, it would be impossible to condense the refining Dharma body. However, the restrictions are unimaginable. Even a genius like Nezha will be trapped. A thousand years can't go an inch.

"In Laojun's alchemy furnace, there is a golden elixir that has been refined for Datianzun for five hundred years..."

After a moment of silence, Nezha spoke slowly.

Yang Jian's complexion changed, and the white clothes waved, covering the entire Erlang Temple: "The Tusita Palace is not a good place! There are so many fierce places in the world, and the Tusita Palace is among the top three! Laojun, it is unfathomable!"

Nezha took a deep breath, and his eyes fluctuated slightly: "You can't eat five cauldrons in life, but when you die, you should cook five cauldrons! Even in death, I want to fight!"

"Wait for the time, there will be a chance!"

Yang Jian's eyes moved slightly, and he looked at Nezha: "In five hundred years, there may be a turning point!"

"Five hundred years..."

Nezha sat down slowly, and above his fingertips, the Qiankun circle trembled endlessly: "Five hundred years..."

Yang Jian frowned slightly and said lightly, "Even now, the second brother can follow you for a while, but he may not be able to gain anything! Although five hundred years is not short, it is nothing."

Nezha nodded.

squeak~~~

When the two were talking, the door suddenly opened, and a figure walked in slowly:

"Second brother! Hey, the third prince is also here!"

Yang Jian and Nezha kept silent, looking forward, the person who came was indeed a fairy with bright eyes and white teeth, wearing a palace dress.

That fairy has picturesque brows and beautiful smiles, and she is indescribably beautiful.

But it is the Third Holy Mother of Heaven, Yang Jian's younger sister, Yang Chan.

"Chan'er, you are here!"

A smile appeared on Yang Jian's face, like ice melting snow, Erlang Zhenjun Temple instantly swept away the cold and solemn temperament.

"Three Virgins, why are you here?"

Nezha restrained the emotion on his face and smiled.

"Second brother is confused! A few months later, it will be the day of the Queen Mother's Peach Conference! Uncle invites you to come to the conference!"

Yang Chan covered her mouth and smiled.

"Huh? It's not too early for the Pantao Conference, why is it so early...Yes, yes! The Great Heavenly Venerate canonized Zhenwu Great Emperor, think about it, the Queen Mother will advance the Pantao Conference!"

After Nezha was startled, he suddenly realized.

How high is the status of Emperor Zhenwu, he is one of the highest statuses in the heaven after the Jade Emperor, the Queen Mother and a few other gods.

The Pantao Conference was held ahead of schedule, which was naturally normal.

"Second brother, do you want to go?"

Nezha turned around and asked.

"That's it!"

Yang Jian waved his hand and said indifferently: "You go, I haven't been to the gate of heaven for a long time!"

He has been at odds with Heavenly Court for a long time, otherwise, with his cultivation base close to Jinxian, he would not live in this small temple.

"Second brother, uncle he!"

Yang Chan frowned, walked up to Yang Jian, and begged: "You can go, just once, and it won't work?"

"no!"

Yang Jian shook his head with a firm attitude.

He and the Three Holy Mothers have been dependent on each other for thousands of years, so it goes without saying that Yang Jian would not refuse if it was an incident, but there was nothing to discuss about this matter.

"Second brother!"

Yang Chan stomped her feet angrily, turned around and walked out of Erlang Temple.

"Second brother, why are you doing this!"

Nezha sighed and stood up: "I'm back in heaven!"

In an instant, Erlang Zhenjun Temple fell into silence.

Erlang Shen sat on the futon with a calm expression.

..........

The heaven is vast, and the netherworld is even bigger than the human world. Within a few days, Gu Shaoshang only had a little understanding.

boom! boom! boom!

Gu Shaoshang stood with his hands behind his back~www.readwn.com~ quietly watching the Tianhe River flowing in the distance.

This Hanging Tianhe hangs above the nine heavens. I don't know where it starts, and I don't know where it ends. It spans hundreds of millions of miles of starry sky.

Even with his current cultivation, looking at it, it is slightly beneficial.

"Tianhe!"

Gu Shaoshang's eyes flickered, reflecting this scroll of Tianhe, and he seemed to understand.

The Tianhe rushes endlessly, rolling, and there is nothing to stop it, obliterating the crushing force, and watching it, it is faintly beneficial to his boxing.

Boxing practice also lies in daily accumulation.

Watching the reincarnation of the six realms, watching the Nine Heavens Towers, watching the Nine Heavens Galaxy, for Gu Shaoshang, it is all cultivation.

"Tianzun! Datianzun is looking for you and heading to Lingxiao Palace!"

Nezha stepped on the wind and fire, and came to the edge of the Tianhe in an instant, bowed slightly, and said.

Gu Shaoshang looked at the river flowing, and turned his back to Nezha and said, "This hanging Tianhe hangs in the nine heavens, and its mighty power surpasses that of Jinxian, you can see the vastness of heaven and earth! Looking at it, it is more useful than the magic tricks!"

"Tianzun Dao is profound!"

Nezha sighed in admiration and looked at Tianhe, but did not see anything mysterious.

"Let's go!"

Gu Shaoshang narrowed his eyes, smiled faintly, and walked towards Lingxiao Palace.

He stepped into the Holy Manifestation in half a step. The reason why he did not stabilize his cultivation and came to the Heavenly Court was that he also needed the help of the Heavenly Court’s billions of books to completely improve the map of the sky, and step into the Holy Manifestation in one fell swoop!

woohoo~~~

Gu Shaoshang and Nezha walked one after the other, passed through the Nine Heavens Tower, and came to the Lingxiao Palace.

"Xianzun please!"

Nezha took a few steps back and said.

Gu Shaoshang nodded slightly and stepped into the Lingxiao Palace.

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