What is it like to be a saint?

Chapter 744: Fate (2)

At the third watch, Nezha sat cross-legged on the bank of the Shashui River.

The gurgling river flows in front of you, and the koi swims.

The green grass under the body is green, and the aura is bubbling, seeping out from the veins of the earth.

The starry sky above is brilliant.

Just look up, and the immortals above the Earth Immortal will clearly see the brightest 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, far surpassing other places!

What an outstanding man!
The place where the Big Dipper shoots Mount Tai, and the place where Xuanji shoots mountains and rivers.

Even though Nezha is a disciple of Chanjiao, he has to admit that what he can see is far beyond the Haojing that Chanjiao built in the past!
Under King Wen's hundred hubs' devouring array, the immortal light shone on Zhou Yuan, turning the entire Zhou Yuan into a fairyland!

There are many immortal mansions and countless caves.

Numerous casual cultivators came here one after another, obeying the orders of Duke Zhou and Duke Zhao.

The rule of Zong Zhou reached its peak.

But even Zong Zhou Haojing at his peak was far from that!
But it took tens of thousands of years for Haojing to barely reach the threshold of the dynasty.

With the strength of the entire Nanzhan Buzhou, a Hojing was supported.

This place is just a corner, but a land of seven thousand miles.

With mixed thoughts, Nezha thought of the Taoist order that his own teachers, Master Taiyi and Master Yuding, were incubating and establishing in Bashu.

Originally, Nezha felt that the rule of Bashu would surely spread to the world.

But now I look at the country of Hua, and then at the land of Bashu.

The sense of frustration and failure in Nezha's heart was endless.

Nezha personally participated in the construction of the Taoist foundation in Bashu.

The real Yuding and the real Taiyi also taught the two real people face to face in front of Nezha more than once, under the teachings and teachings, they explained the subtle words and great meanings.

The so-called 'law', in fact, is still the core of teaching.

Relatives are precious, fathers and sons, monarchs and ministers.

Immortals are different, and concubines are divided.

Compared with Zong Zhou in the past, it is nothing more than making public and clarifying the unwritten things among the descendants of the immortals and not explaining them to mortals.

For mortals, ignorance is still the main focus, and weakness is the key link.

It's just that he learned Zong Zhou's lesson and left some gaps.

How can it be compared with this Huaguo?

How can the light of fireflies compete with the sun and the moon!

With this thought, Nezha suddenly felt that this catastrophe, the future is gloomy.

He has experienced the Great Tribulation of Conferred Gods.

It is natural to know that during the catastrophe, the disciples of each religion are not only fighting for the first, but also for the way, and even more for their lives.

So, do whatever it takes, do whatever it takes!

As the saying goes: You drink from the golden cup, and you will not forgive each other with a white knife!
Before the road, no one will be soft!

It is impossible for anyone to be soft!

There are hundreds of thousands of casual cultivators who have been conferred as gods for a catastrophe!

Under the sect of Jiejiao, the saint's disciples were almost wiped out.

Among these people, it is not uncommon to have a good relationship with Chanjiao in the past year!

But in the catastrophe, no one is relentless.

In this catastrophe, if Jujiao gains power, how can he let Chanjiao go?
This is also the principle of heaven and earth, the inevitability of cause and effect.

Nezha couldn't help sighing.

Just as he was sighing, a voice came from behind: "Why are you sighing?"

Nezha was shocked, and immediately turned around and knelt down, kowtowed and said: "Three generations of interpretation and teaching, Nezha under the Taiyi sect, worship the sage master uncle!"

I can only feel that the figure of the saint came to him invisibly and without shadow.

Nezha felt it, and felt as if he was returning to the ruins, as if facing the great road.

Ethereal stalwart, divine mercy.

"Is the Taiyi under the Chanjiao sect?" The saint's tone was calm, and in a pair of black and white eyes, thunder was born and died, and countless numbers were transformed and combined.

Just this one look, this question.

Nezha felt that everything about him was known to the sage.

He was like a naked baby.

Everything in the past was calculated by the sage, and it was revealed in every detail.

Nezha couldn't help but swallowed, and was about to confess, when the sage clapped his hands and praised, "Good!"

"What a good boy!"

Nezha hurriedly bowed again: "Don't dare to be a sage teacher uncle Miao Zan!"

The saint waved his hand casually: "Get up and talk!"

"Disciple dare not!" Nezha became even more nervous.

The Jiejiao sage is almost indistinguishable from tigers and leopards for three generations of disciples like him.

Nezha had also seen with his own eyes the appearance of this saint when he was furious.

The sky and the earth change color, the five elements are reversed, and yin and yang are reversed.

The ten thousand immortals talk about the law, and the six soul banners talk about supernatural powers.

Even the sage in charge of his own family changed his face and became apprehensive when he saw it.

The fault is that the Three Saints joined forces, and the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods should come to an end before the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

"Let you get up and get up!" The sage said: "Only promises, how can you look like a little hero under Chentang Pass!"

Nezha stood up tremblingly.

He is really worried!

Because Nezha had already heard about the strange disappearance of Master Lingbao and Fear Liusun, two uncles, after they descended to the mortal world.

I also know that the two master uncles fell into the hands of this saint master uncle.

But no one knows what happened to those two uncles now?
Of course Nezha was also afraid.

Fearing that he would offend this sage master uncle, he took it down for him.

The saint seemed very dissatisfied with his performance: "What's wrong?"

"Under Chentang Pass, Nezha, who scraped flesh and bone, has become like this now?"

"Have you already accepted your fate?"

"Have you already raised your hand and surrendered to Li Fa Gang?"

Nezha took a deep breath.

Accept fate?

Surrender to etiquette?
How can it be!

Nezha, has already realized his past life, and knows that he is the reincarnation of a Lingzhu.

In the previous life, she was a spirit bead, trapped in the bead, and could not be free.

Now, reincarnated as a human, do you have to draw your own cage?
Nezha remembered Li Jing's face, and also remembered the appearance of Jin Zha and Mu Zha brothers.

He bit his lip tightly.

After passing through Chentang Pass, Nezha had scraped off the bone to pay back his mother, and cut off his flesh to pay back his father.

The karma has been cleared, and the grievances have been paid!
Even the patriarch, the sage in charge, cannot blame him on this matter.

Only the burning lamp, pressing forward step by step.

Wanting to forcibly distort and tamper with his soul thoughts.

Let him incarnate from a lotus flower into a puppet clay sculpture.

"What is the purpose of master and uncle talking about these things?" Nezha asked respectfully.

The figure of the saint became ethereal at this moment.

The saint's virtue also became illusory.

"Why do you care what I do?"

"I just want to know your answer!"

"Has Nezha today been tamed by Gangchang's etiquette, and has become a plaything of etiquette, Gangchang's puppet?"

Nezha listened, his heart trembled, and his thoughts were boiling.

He only felt that he seemed to be standing in front of the abyss.He could even hear the bone-eroding wind in the ruins, blowing in his soul, hitting his thoughts.

He understands that he has reached a fateful intersection.

Just like in the past, when Chen Tang passed down, seeing the aquarium raging and the people mourning and suffering.

(End of this chapter)