fifth form

"I have already made it clear to Mr. Yuan before about spying on the future. Things in the future cannot be remembered. It is easy to forget after spying!"

Under the Dharma altar outside Taiyi Palace, Yao Yuanguang finally calmed down and asked for clarification.

He could no longer remember the scenes he had seen, so he could only have the observers supplement the information and then explain the hexagrams.

"You said two things when you recovered your skills. One was that the third prince was in danger of death, and the other was that I saw that one of the third prince's fire wheels was missing!"

Jinxia Yuanjun calmed down and responded at the same time.

If this was a trick used by Yao Yuanguang to scare people, Jinxia Yuanjun would rather it was a trick than something that might actually happen in the future.

He didn't need any fortune-telling to escape from death, he just wanted Nezha to be safe.

All the follow-up depends on how Yao Yuanguang responds.

Whenever Jin Xia Yuanjun discovers that the other party is using words to deceive others, he will not give Yao Yuanguang a chance to speak later.

"Who is the monk in this world who can kill the Third Prince?"

After thinking about it for a while, Yao Yuanguang asked cautiously.

"You mean there was civil strife in our Immortal Court, and Laojun, Lingbao Tianzun, and Yuanshi Tianzun took action to kill Nezha?"

Only the superior Sanqing in Immortal Court can kill Nezha. While it is possible for other great immortals to defeat Nezha, it is difficult for them to have the ability to kill Nezha.

This is Nezha's fighting power.

In addition to the Sanqing, then there is the Nezha class.

Nezha is not the strongest among his peers, but it is not that easy for others to kill him.

"What about other holy places or countries?" Yao Yuanguang asked.

"You mean to say?"

Of course there are many top practitioners in the world, and Xianting is not the only one.

This reminded Jinxia Yuanjun of some top masters.

For example, the emperor and the empress, the two Western religious leaders, the Taoist monarch, Kong Xuan who restrained Nezha, Yang Jian who relied on his eighty-nine mystical skills and never gave up, and the disciple of Lingbao Tianzun, Wudang Mother …

Each existence appeared in his mind, and Jinxia Yuanjun was also thinking about the possible targets.

"Who can take away the third prince's fire wheel?" Yao Yuanguang asked.

"Lao Jun has a treasure that can be used to brush Nezha's magic weapon all over his body. The second leader of the Western Sect has a seven-treasure tree that can brush Nezha's magic weapon away. There is also the Peacock King's five-color divine light and supernatural power that can drop Nezha's magic weapon. If Nezha falls to the ground, there will be no If the Holy Mother has the ability to take the thing from Nezha's feet, and the emperor has great power, maybe she can directly make Nezha hand over the Hot Wheels!"

Jinxia Yuanjun thought about the great monks in his memory, and then listed these people one by one.

"Is that all there is?" Yao Yuanguang asked.

"I only know these monks," Jinxia Yuanjun said helplessly: "I haven't left the secret realm of Dongtianmen for a long time. It's hard to know the changes in the world, and I don't know what top masters will be born!"

"I want to ask another question. I want to know when the Third Prince showed some abnormality." Yao Yuanguang said: "And how long does it take before my thousand-year turtle magic weapon suffers the disaster!"

"Senior brother sat in these nine turtle shells for nearly two hours, and then..."

"No need to calculate, I have seen you all step into a galaxy together. From the time I noticed it to the time I was reprimanded by the saint, it should have been a moment and a half!"

Jinxia Yuanjun hadn't calculated yet, but Nezha had already replied.

There are twelve hours in a day, and these twelve hours are divided into one hundred quarters, and after the quarters there are related units: less, half, too, strong, and weak.

The less of this is a quarter of an hour, half is one-half, too much is three-quarters, strong is plus one-twelfth, weak is minus one-twelfth, and less than half is one-third. One, half is two-thirds, which is enough to give an accurate description of the moment.

If Zhang Xuezhou's real-world timing system is used, a quarter is close to 15 minutes, and a half is 6 minutes, totaling about 21 minutes.

"Have you seen anything related?"

"I am the subject of the spell, and it is impossible to see what you see, but I saw the shaking of the galaxy, and heard the saint's reprimand... the saint's reprimand..."

Compared to Yao Yuanguang, Nezha undoubtedly has more memory residue.

But as he spoke and recalled, Nezha felt that the contents of his memory were disappearing out of thin air.

It was like everything he perceived when he was under the spell was like a dream. He remembered it very clearly in the dream, but quickly forgot it after waking up from the dream. When time passed, everything became blurry. "It seems that the transcendent saint must have mastered the ability of time and space," Yao Yuanguang said: "We have violated his taboo!"

"A transcendent saint?"

Jinxia Yuanjun knew that there was a saint in the fairy court, and he was a truly invincible saint, but it was difficult to tell whether the rumors were true or false.

If saints are invincible, what should they do?

If the saint is invincible, why is the Immortal Court not the master of heaven and earth?

If the saints were invincible, why should they conquer the Human Emperor's dynasty? Wouldn't it be extremely simple for the saints to wave their hands and destroy them.

If saints exist, why don't saints appear?

In the Immortal Court, there are constant voices refuting the existence of saints, and people are doubting whether there really are saints.

If Nezha hadn't spoken, Jinxia Yuanjun would have wanted to crush Yao Yuanguang to death.

He said that the existence involved might be judged from the inextricable relationships, and asked Nezha to avoid these people as much as possible, but Yao Yuanguang mentioned an uncertain person.

When things involve saints, there will be no rules and no way to judge.

If the saint didn't like Nezha and slapped him to death, there would be no reason for this.

"You want to say that if Nezha is punished by a saint in the future, will this be all your fault?"

Jinxia Yuanjun thought for a few seconds, and then his mind came to his senses.

If there is a disaster in Nezha, it was also caused by Yao Yuanguang's test of physiognomy.

"But I just wanted to perform physiognomy on you at first," Yao Yuanguang said bravely.

He cannot accept the accusation of Jin Xia Yuanjun. If this accusation is implemented, he will become the sinner who killed Nezha.

"So it's me... I... I personally killed senior brother?"

Jinxia Yuanjun changed his mind and couldn't help but feel sad for a moment.

Even though Yao Yuanguang was shirking responsibility and even resorting to psychological tactics, Yao Yuanguang was indeed right in what he said.

If Jinxia Yuanjun hadn't calculated that Yao Yuanguang's level of physiognomy could only be tested by one person, he would not have given this opportunity to Nezha.

If Nezha was killed by a saint, it was indeed him.

However, Yao Yuanguang's responsibility can be shied away, and it is difficult to eliminate the crime that will lead to Nezha's future death.

Jinxia Yuanjun's fingers relaxed, and Rong Tianding, who had been affected by the imperial law technique 'Ding' before, suddenly relaxed, and then regained his freedom of movement.

"Ugh!"

Jinxia Yuanjun sighed.

"Yuanjun, are you going to kill this old thief? I understand, go to hell!"

This was the moment Rong Tianding was waiting for, and he then chanted the spell that Nezha had given him before.

"Stop reading it, all I gave him to swallow was a burnt clay ball!"

From Jin Xia Yuanjun's acquiescing attitude, to Rong Tian Ding's chanting a curse after shouting loudly, to Yao Yuan Guang's pale and pale face, everyone's expressions were different.

But the foot-high flame did not burn.

This made Nezha lazily explain.

"I don't want the Fire Spirit Pearl to contaminate the filth in his belly, even if it burns him to ashes," Nezha added.

"Huhuhu~"

After hearing Nezha's explanation, Yao Yuanguang couldn't help but gasp for breath as his physical strength was frightened.

"Don't rush to kill me. I'm not harming anyone. I vaguely remember seeing the fragments of the Eastern monk in the long river of time. He probably didn't die at the moment. The third prince had a murder more than twenty years later. You were then Maybe you need me!”

After quickly voicing out the reasons for saving his life, Yao Yuanguang felt that his murderous intention had slowed down a little.