Wang Li opened his palm, revealing the cicada slough inside: "I didn't see him, but I saw a fragment of a weapon."
Nezha ran up with short legs, jumped up in the middle, his palms were covered with spiritual light, and he actually grasped the cicada in his hands. Then, he saw his handprints changing, and a tattered torn fly flew up from the lotus pond.
red cloth.
After wrapping the cicada in red cloth, Nezha turned to Wangcai and said, "Borrow me some fairy power."
Wangcai nodded, and a cloud of white clouds flew from the sky. On the way, the illusion disappeared and he returned to his true nature. It turned out to be a cloud of extremely rich fairy energy.
As the immortal energy entered his body, Nezha's body immediately became much more solid. He manipulated the tattered Huntian Ling to quickly rotate around the cicada, and wisps of fiery red breath seeped into the cicada, connecting the black fragments.
Perhaps stimulated by the familiar scent, the entire cicada suddenly trembled violently, and the fragments inside were running rampant.
Nezha stretched out his hand to hold it down, and then said, "Do you know how Jin Chanzi became the second disciple of Tathagata?"
Wang Li was about to speak, but then he paused and said, "Since you ask this, there must be another reason behind it."
Nezha smiled, but kept moving his hands. The fragments in the cicada's slough stabilized, and they separated from the cicada's slough very slowly under his control.
"The six-winged golden cicada is a ferocious insect from ancient times, with six wings like knives and a greedy temperament. Although it has powerful magic power, it specializes in eating creatures in the six realms, as if it never feels full. In this regard, Western religions do not exaggerate. The six-winged golden cicada is indeed
It is very fierce and has strong combat power, which should not be underestimated. However, it has two weaknesses. First, the cultivation of the six-winged golden cicada requires repeated cycles to return to the six-winged silkworm form. This process requires the formation of cocoons. Second, it
When it spins a cocoon and turns into a cicada, it becomes extremely weak and is almost at the mercy of anyone."
Wang Li looked at the cicada in front of Nezha: "So, there should be many such cicadas?"
Nezha shook his head: "Not too much, not too much, but very little, because the six-winged golden cicada didn't care about the cicada shed earlier. Until one time when he was spinning a cocoon near Kunlun Mountain, he happened to be discovered by a passing guide, and he was inspired
Then he kept it by his side, and from then on his cicada slough became a precious medicine in the West."
"Probation?"
"Hey, that sounds pretty nice, huh? Anyway, there aren't many cicadas, which are both medicinal materials and treasures, especially this one."
"Why?"
"Because it belongs to Jin Chanzi and also to Elder Tang."
Wang Li was slightly shocked: "They are really different?"
"Of course it's different. Although they belong to the same true spirit, if it's just a six-winged golden cicada, nine or eighty-one difficulties will exhaust them to death, and I don't know how long it will take to succeed in learning the scriptures."
Wang Li nodded slightly and watched the fragment slowly poke out from the cicada's slough.
Tang Monk used his own cicada to wrap Wukong's weapon fragments. It was obvious that the master and disciple were not just superficial.
"Let's talk about the golden cicada. He is a six-winged golden cicada. He can also be called the first among the ferocious insects in the ancient world. Such a creature has caused countless murders since its birth. It is entangled in karma and will not die. It is a special talent of the ferocious insects.
.However, if he wants to truly achieve enlightenment, he cannot do so in the body of a vicious insect, because heaven and earth will not allow it. Therefore, before he can become a disciple of the Tathagata, he must first change himself.
He has been reincarnated over the years, throwing away the evils of evil insects one after another. He has gotten rid of the shackles of nature and gained merit. It can be said that he kills two birds with one stone.
In a certain reincarnation, he became the prince, but he was a ferocious man who killed his father. Then he killed his father first, and then deliberately left an opportunity for his father who was not dead yet, and chopped off all his bones.
After being separated from the body, Xue's bones stretched for more than forty miles and gradually turned into mountains. Many years later, although his white bones were not alive, the lingering charm in his bones spread across the mountains, giving birth to another powdery bones."
Wang Li understood: "Is that Mrs. Bones?"
"That's right. People often say that the father gives birth to bones and the mother gives birth to flesh. If Jin Chanzi wants to shed his bones and transform, he must kill his father. Speaking of which, he is somewhat similar to me, but I am not as despicable and shameless as him."
"So, did he also kill his mother?"
"I don't know, maybe."
Wang Li paused and asked curiously: "Does Madam White Bone know the reason why she turned into a spirit and a monster?"
"She only knows one thing, but doesn't know the other. There are four Bone Madams carved on her bones. She must have noticed it, but she definitely doesn't know that the source of her bones is the Tang Monk she longs to take a bite of.
.”
"So, she herself is a pink skeleton, and the name 'Mrs. White Bones' means that the bones actually refer to the bones that Jin Chanzi took off. She promised herself to the bones that Jin Chanzi discarded, and then she
I want to eat the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi. I will inherit his karma and become his disaster. This is really interesting..." Wang Li seemed to laugh uncontrollably as he spoke, but his laughter was no more than two or three.
Then his face was solemn and his eyes were solemn.
Nezha saw the change in his expression and smiled even happier.
"Hahaha, you didn't say that. That's really interesting! If Elder Tang hadn't awakened from the true spirit later, gained Jin Chanzi's memory, and talked about this with us, I'm afraid there wouldn't be many people in the world.
You would know that the Bone Demon, who was beaten three times by a monkey, is actually so involved with Elder Tang."
Nezha said, suddenly holding the fragment in his hand and pulling it out, but the cicada was still intact.
Huntian Ling flew back to the lotus pond. He threw the cicada slough to Wang Li, held the fragments, and injected his immortal power into it.
Suddenly, the pattern of the word "meaning" on the fragment suddenly shone with golden light, but the fragment suddenly expanded and became taller than Nezha's entire body!
Nezha's eyes became more and more excited, he clapped his hands on the seal script at the same time, and shouted: "Dead dog, help!"
Wangcai strode forward, and a straight beam of light from the operator's golden eye shone on the fragments.
Wang Li was standing by, watching an extremely illusory outline gradually rise from the fragments, as ethereal as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.
Nezha and Wangcai increased their efforts, but he could only watch from the side, not even daring to shout for help for fear of disturbing them, which made Wang Li feel more and more out of tune with them.
For a moment, the outline in the fragments did not become clearer, but it was slightly visible that its face seemed to be covered with long, smooth hair.
Nezha and Wangcai stopped at the same time, with regret in their eyes.
"No, it's too weak. It can't even be forcibly awakened. It may even damage his already weak foundation again." Nezha shook his head and looked at Wang Li again: "Leave it to you."
The two of them chatted so much that they could barely be considered acquaintances.
But when he heard what he said, Wang Li couldn't help but roll his eyes at him, "You said it very lightly, but how do I know what to do?"
Nezha frowned, rubbed his chin with his little hand and thought for a long time, then his eyes suddenly lit up.
"Yes! You go and find a place where the essence of the sun and the moon converge, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is at its peak. Make the fragment as big as a mountain, cover it with soil, add a formation, and then put the sky eye into it to avoid the prying eyes of others. Let the dead dog die every day
Go up the mountain, use your heavenly eyes to help him attract his spirit and gather energy, and restore his remaining soul as soon as possible. At the same time, if you raise a group of monkeys on the mountain, and listen to the noise of the monkeys, he will probably wake up faster. If he wakes up, he can take the initiative to practice.
, natural recovery is faster.”
Wang Li couldn't help frowning when he heard this: "Is this really feasible?"
He sounded like he was joking.
Covering the mountains with earth is like building a tomb for Sun Wukong; raising a group of monkeys seems to be delivering his funeral...
Nezha patted his small chest confidently: "It's absolutely doable! Believe me, it's no problem!"
"Okay then, I'll do it when I get back."
This grave bag... Bah, this mountain is most suitable to be placed on the Cuiweixian Mountain, or the Law Enforcement Immortal Mountain. If it doesn't work, ask Master and Grandpa to clear it out, and it is not impossible to place it on the Tianjian Immortal Mountain.
Hope they don't hate monkeys.
Well, it would be best to raise a group of beautiful and polite golden monkeys.
While Wang Li was thinking, Nezha put his hands behind his back and circled around him, looking at him and clicking his tongue.
"Your cultivation speed is not bad, your artistic conception is not bad, and your sword energy is sharp enough. Although you are a purely acquired human race, you can still be considered a genius to a certain extent."
But Wang Li said: "Compared to the three of you, I am still inferior."
"Of course, I am not an ordinary human being. Even if I have three eyes, his mother is also a princess of heaven, a pure innate creature, not to mention a monkey. She was conceived by an immortal stone and has psychic powers. In this way, you...
'Man' doesn't seem to be so gregarious."
Wang Li was speechless and simply ignored him.
Nezha said: "But this is not a big problem. You can cross the river of time and space. Although you can't change the established facts and you can't bring those people back from the past, don't forget that everything you can touch,
They are all things that humans, immortals, gods, and even Da Luo of this era dream of but cannot get."
Wang Li's eyes suddenly brightened.
He had thought about this problem before, but he didn't think about it in detail. In other words, he didn't think he would do it again.
But if he could go back to the past, what would he gain?
There are some substantial things that he can't take away, but there are some things that won't disappear out of thin air after being learned.
Just like the last time he possessed Nezha and returned, his sword intent directly completed a leap-forward transformation.
Hypothetical again, just hypothetical.
If he is lucky enough to hear the sermons of a saint, or even receive guidance from a saint, then he can truly take off from where he is.
From Nezha's words just now, it can be seen that in this era, saints do not appear, and they no longer even suppress time and space. Such opportunities have now disappeared.
If others don't have it, I have it, but if they have it, I have it.
In this way, when he stands with the three of them, he won't look too 'unsociable'!
Of course, the three guys who are jokingly called "rebellious people" are not important. We mainly want to stand with the Taiqing Patriarch.