At the third watch, Nezha was sitting cross-legged by the Shashui River.
In front of me, the gurgling river flows and koi fish swim.
The green grass beneath him was green, and the gurgling spiritual energy seeped out from the earth's veins.
The starry sky above our heads is brilliant.
As long as they raise their heads, the immortals above Earth Immortal will clearly see the most shining stars under this starry sky.
Big Dipper!
Moreover, the starry sky here is significantly different from other places.
That is the fairy spirit in the starlight, which is far superior to anywhere else!
What a truly outstanding place!
The place where Beidou shoots at Mount Tai, and the place where Xuanji focuses on the mountains and rivers.
Even though Nezha is a disciple of Chanjiao, he has to admit that just these things he can see far surpass the Haojing built by Chanjiao in the past!
Under King Wen's Baihu Devouring Formation, the fairy light shone on Zhou Yuan, turning the entire Zhou Yuan into a fairy river!
There are many immortal mansions and numerous caves.
Countless stragglers came in droves to obey the orders of the Duke of Zhou and summon the Duke.
Zong Zhou's rule reached its peak.
But even Zongzhou Haojing at his peak was far from this!
Back then, it took Haojing tens of thousands of years to barely reach the threshold of the dynasty.
It took the entire Nanzhan continent to support Haojing.
This place is just a corner, covering only seven thousand miles.
With his thoughts mixed together, Nezha thought again of the Taoist order that his teachers Taiyi Zhenren and Yuding Zhenren were incubating and establishing between Bashu and Shu.
Originally, Nezha felt that the rule of Bashu would definitely bring glory to the world.
But now that I have seen the country of China, I will now look at the land of Bashu.
Nezha's inner frustration and sense of failure continued endlessly.
Nezha personally participated in the construction of Bashu's orthodox infrastructure.
Master Yuding and Master Taiyi, more than once, taught the two masters face to face in front of Nezha, explaining the subtle meanings of the teachings.
The so-called ‘Dharma’ is actually the core of teaching.
Kisses are noble, fathers and sons, kings, kings and ministers.
There is a distinction between immortals and mortals, but there are differences among concubines and concubines.
Compared with Zong Zhou in the past, it is just making things that are unwritten among the Immortal Gods and not explained to mortals public and clear.
For ordinary people, stupidity is still the main thing and weakness is the key.
I just learned Zong Zhou’s lesson and left some holes.
How to compare with this country of China?
The light of fireflies competes with the sun and moon!
With this thought, Nezha suddenly felt that this was a catastrophe and the future was gloomy.
He has experienced the great catastrophe of becoming a god.
Naturally, we know that during the great catastrophe, the disciples of each religion are competing not only for the lead, but also for the road, and even more for their lives.
So, do whatever it takes and do whatever it takes!
As the saying goes: I will drink from the golden cup together, but I will not spare you any mercy!
No one will be soft on the road ahead!
It’s impossible for anyone to be soft-hearted!
After the catastrophe of becoming a god, hundreds of thousands of casual cultivators were wiped out in ashes!
The disciples of the saint under Jie Jiao's sect were almost completely wiped out.
Among these people, there are quite a few who had good friendships with Chanjiao last year!
But during the catastrophe, no one showed mercy.
During this catastrophe, if Jiejiao gained power, how could he let Chanjiao go?
This is also the principle of heaven and earth, the necessity of cause and effect.
Nezha couldn't help but sigh.
Just as he was sighing, a voice came from behind: "Why are you sighing?"
Nezha was so excited that he immediately turned around and knelt down, kowtowed and said, "Nezha, the third generation of Chanjiao, a disciple of Taiyi, worships the great uncle of the saint!"
He only felt that the saint's figure came to him invisibly.
When Nezha felt it, he felt as if he were returning to the ruins and facing the great road.
Ethereal majesty, divine mercy.
"Taiyi, disciple of Chanjiao?" The saint spoke calmly, and in a pair of black and white eyes, thunder appeared and died, and countless numbers transformed and combined.
Just this look, this question.
Nezha felt that everything about him was already known to the sage.
He was like a naked baby.
Everything in the past was calculated by the saint, every detail is revealed.
Nezha couldn't help but swallowed his saliva and was about to accuse him when he heard the saint touch his palm and praise: "Good!"
"What a good boy!"
Nezha hurriedly bowed again: "I don't dare to be a saint, great uncle Miao Zan!"
The saint waved his hand casually: "Get up and speak!"
"Disciple doesn't dare!" Nezha became even more nervous.
To a third-generation disciple of Chan Jiao like him, the Saint of Jie Jiao is almost no different from a tiger or leopard.
Nezha had also seen with his own eyes what this saint looked like when he was furious.
The color of heaven and earth changes, the five elements are reversed, and yin and yang are reversed.
Dharma is preached under the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, and magical powers are discussed among the Six Soul Flags.
Even the sage in charge of his family changed his face and felt uneasy when he saw it.
It was not because the Three Saints had joined forces that the Great Tribulation of the Gods had arrived in front of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation and should have ended.
"Let you get up and get up!" the saint said: "You are only submissive, how can you not have the heroic demeanor of the little hero under Chentangguan!"
Nezha then stood up tremblingly.
He is really worried!
Because Nezha had already heard about the mysterious disappearance of Master Lingbao and his uncles, Fearful Sun, after they descended to earth.
We also know that those two master uncles fell into the hands of this sage master uncle.
But no one knows, what happened to the two uncles now?
Of course Nezha is also afraid.
Afraid of offending this sage master uncle, he took it casually.
The saint seemed to be very dissatisfied with his performance: "What's the matter?"
"Nezha, who was scraping flesh and bones under Chentang Pass, has now become like this?"
"Have you already accepted your fate?"
"Have you surrendered to Etiquette Tsunasa?"
Nezha took a deep breath.
Accept fate?
Surrender to the rules of etiquette and law?
How can it be!
Nezha has clearly understood his past life and knows that he is the reincarnation of a spiritual bead.
In the previous life, I was a spiritual bead, trapped in the bead and unable to be free.
Now, if you are reincarnated as a human being, do you have to draw a cage for yourself?
Nezha thought of Li Jing's face and the appearance of brothers Jin Zha and Muzha.
He bit his lip tightly.
At the foot of Chentang Pass, Nezha had scraped bones to repay his mother and cut off his flesh to repay his father.
The cause and effect have been cleared, the grudges have been paid!
Even the patriarch, the sage in charge, cannot fault him on this matter.
Only the burning lamp is pressing forward step by step.
Wanting to forcefully twist and tamper with his thoughts.
Let him transform from a lotus into a clay puppet.
"What is the purpose of my uncle and his disciples in saying this?" Nezha asked respectfully.
The figure of the saint became ethereal at this moment.
The saint's virtue also became illusory.
"Why do you care that I am doing this?"
"I just want to know your answer!"
"Has Nezha today been tamed by Gang Chang's etiquette and become a plaything of etiquette and Gang Chang's puppet?"
When Nezha listened, his heart was shaken and his thoughts were boiling.
He felt as if he was standing in front of an abyss. He could even hear the bone-eroding wind in the ruins, blowing into his soul and hitting his thoughts.
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He understood that he had stood at a crossroads of destiny.
Just like that time, under Chentang Pass, we saw the Shui Tribe wreaking havoc and the people wailing in pain.
