fifth form

"Brother, is it worth it for us?"

"worth!"

It is not a long distance for Xianting to go to the West to teach.

From the East Tianmen, you enter Xianting, and then from the West Tianmen, you enter Xiniu Hezhou.

The Western Sect is located in Xiniu Hezhou, and even the other party's secret place is very close to Xitianmen.

The relationship between the Western Sect and the major forces in the Eastern Territory is poor, and the relationship with the Immortal Court is also average, but they maintain a state of not provoking each other.

The location of Xitianmen is the secret realm of Lingshan. This is a location that has been frequently disputed between the Immortal Court and the Western Sect, but in the end there was no result in the dispute.

The four heavenly gates in the southeast, northwest and northwest of Xianting connect to the mainland. Even if you want to give in and change directions, it is difficult to find a suitable area. The Western Sect owns the secret land of Lingshan as a dojo, which obviously cannot be relocated.

The two sides argued and argued for hundreds of thousands of years, and finally maintained a messy state, each divided an area for management.

After shuttling down from the West Heaven Gate, everyone had landed on an open space halfway up the mountain.

Compared with the secret land occupied by the East Tianmen, the only area controlled by the Xitianmen of Xianting is this open space, and the rest belongs to the secret land of the Western Jiaoling Mountain.

After falling from the West Tianmen to the open space, Nezha couldn't help but hesitate a little.

As a master of magic weapons, Nezha has many treasures, and there is no shortage of people staring at him.

If it were an ordinary person, Nezha would be less afraid, but when he met Xibao, who had the ability to suppress him, Nezha was still a little reluctant to be noticed by him.

When he arrived at Xitianmen, he didn't want to accompany Jinxia Yuanjun into Lingshan.

But what goes up must have consequences. The leaders of the Western Sect are greedy for treasures, and the disciples in the sect also follow suit. If he hadn't been protecting Jinxia Yuanjun in Lingshan, maybe the half of the spiritual silk jade lotus root that Jinxia Yuanjun took would be unknown. Then it disappeared.

"We are now in a den of thieves, junior brother, we need to be more careful!"

Nezha warned, which made Jinxia Yuanjun nod.

Everything taught in the West is good, the only drawback is that it is too poor.

This has led to the fact that Western religions are very fond of attacking wealthy and great practitioners. This reputation has spread, and no matter who sees it, they will feel panicked.

Very few Western believers have great treasures. Most monks take a piece of Arhat bamboo as their main treasure.

This kind of magic weapon is extremely neutral. Wen can cast spells to suppress people, and Wen can use bamboo to hit people.

Nezha was walking at the front to clear the way. Before he could walk 200 meters, he saw two big practitioners fighting each other with Luo Han Bamboo.

One of the great cultivators is a female. There are eight pairs of hands behind her back. In addition to the two Arhat bamboos held in her left and right hands, there are another eight pairs of hands with a total of sixteen arms to assist in the battle.

Another great cultivator had a very weird four-sided head, and four arms holding four Arhat bamboos for defense.

"Apoluji Deshepala, you are lucky today, an outsider is passing by and you have a lucky escape!"

The great cultivator in the four-sided form shouted, and the strange appearance of his head and arms immediately disappeared.

"Brahama, are you afraid of offending someone you can't afford to offend?"

The eighteen-armed female cultivator sneered, and then her hands quickly retracted back to her body.

She smiled at Nezha Friendly.

Nezha is extremely famous in the Immortal Court, and his reputation in Western religions is not low either.

It would be fine if he were just an ordinary monk, and everyone would be fine with him, but the temperament of a troublemaker like Nezha is difficult to figure out, and if he gets upset and gets into a fight, he will undoubtedly suffer a huge loss.

The two exchanged a few words in Sanskrit, until Jinxia Yuanjun frowned and whispered a few words to Nezha, which made Nezha reluctant to speak.

"Cihang Road is friendly," Nezha said.

"My name is not Cihang, my Eastern name is Avalokitesvara, the kind of freedom that comes from freedom," said the eighteen-armed Abaluji Dishevara.

"You have learned Laojun's method of distinguishing people, and you still don't recognize yourself," Nezha complained.

"Laojun himself doesn't recognize his own clone. How could I recognize that Cihang? Besides, I'm a woman and he's a man. We can't be the same person!"

The translated name of Abaluji Dishebaluo is Guanzuizhi. After the awkward conversion, the two parties communicated in Dongtu's normal words, and Rong Tianding, who was carrying Zhang Xuezhou on his back, half understood.

There are no such weird names in the Han Dynasty.Everyone's name is either Zhang San or Li Si, or at worst, Wang Ermazi, whose name ranges from two to four characters, and these people's names often have five, six, seven or eight characters.This not only made Rong Tianding uncomfortable, but Nezha also didn't want to be called such a complicated name. When he opened his mouth, he was Cihang, and when he closed his mouth, he was fellow Taoist.

This made the other party extremely embarrassed, and he had to find a free time to ask Nezha why he came to Lingshan.

"We want to meet the great leader," Nezha said, "and then lend him the Eight Treasures Merit Pool!"

"You can use the leader's treasure whenever you want!"

Brahma whispered something not far away, which made Nezha glance over and point with his finger.

"Don't think you are very powerful. I can give you a hand without all your magic weapons," Brahma complained.

"Poor ghost!"

Nezha replied disdainfully, which made Brahma both angry and embarrassed.

His method of provoking the generals was of no use, and Nezha discovered his accomplices who were hiding and preparing to rob him, and he was caught red-handed.

This made him groan, and then slowly backed away.

"Brahama is not an honest man. He fought with me in the front, and arranged for Vishnu to steal my Arhat Bamboo!"

When Nezha discovered the hidden person, Guan Zizai could not help but feel a little frightened.

"When Tathagata comes back, let's see if you still dare to be so arrogant," Guan Zizai said.

"Tch, if it wasn't for the pain in Mr. Shi's head, we would have turned you into little white sheep long ago, and you would all end up like Samantabhadra!"

The hidden Vishnu in the distance said a harsh word in half-baked Eastern dialect, and disappeared after being hidden by Nezha's broken body.

"If Yang Jian were here, the three eyes would catch you like a chicken!"

Nezha pursed his lips.

Dongtu and Xitu have different development. For example, he is gifted with three heads and eight arms. Normal practitioners use three heads and six arms. However, Xitu either has a bunch of heads or a bunch of arms. He looks strange and goes astray. Door.

"Left through the door!"

He sighed, even Guan Zizi felt a little unnatural.

Obviously, Nezha's heresy also includes her.

"Are you here to see the leader?"

This made Guan Zizai change the topic to avoid discussing the direction of their development in the remote countryside.

"Big Hierarch!"

Nezha made a specific point in a very unpleasant way, and also pointed out the difference between him and the second leader.

Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva couldn't help but secretly sigh that the other party's capital was rich enough, but if it were replaced by another person, the immortal with this style would have been dead for countless years.

But she knew Nezha's background and knew that his character was just like this and that he couldn't change it even if he wanted to. He couldn't become as smooth and sophisticated as them, so she didn't care anymore.

"The leader is at the top of Lingshan Mountain, I will give it to you..."

"No need, we can..."

"I'd like to trouble you, fellow Taoist Guanzizai, to lead the way!"

Before Guan Zizi finished speaking, Nezha took over his words, but before Nezha finished speaking, Jinxia Yuanjun stopped him again.

Jinxia Yuanjun smiled apologetically at Guan Zizai, and then handed over his hand to thank him for his help.

"We saved Cihang from being beaten and losing treasures, and she just returned the favor by leading the way. This is such a loss!"

Nezha muttered in a low voice, his little thoughts not hidden at all.

Guan Zizi looked slightly embarrassed, while Jinxia Yuanjun shook his head.

With a local snake like Guan Zizai leading the way, it was obvious that there were few people who didn't have the foresight to provoke them as they moved forward.

The other party seems to have returned the favor in a cost-free way, but to them it is a necessity.