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Chapter 130 Nezha, Jinzha and Muzha help Jiang Ziya

Chaoge, the royal palace.

"Your Majesty!"

Nezha bowed respectfully, and the person who appeared in front of him was King Di Xin of Shang.

Emperor Xin still needs to hide his identity when facing other people, but he naturally doesn't need to do that for his own people like Li Jing and Nezha.

"Nezha, this Jiang Ziya has already come down the mountain. He is the man destined to be the god of this world and to kill the calamity."

As Emperor Xin's indifferent voice echoed, he raised his hand and the figure of Jiang Ziya appearing outside Chaoge appeared in the mirror.

"Nezha followed his father to escort the treasure to Chaoge. What does the king mean?"

Looking at Nezha, Emperor Xin smiled.

"This man of destiny is born with the good fortune of heaven and earth, but all things are interdependent, so naturally there is no perfect person, so there will naturally be flaws."

"Didn't the Chan Sect ask the three of you to assist Jiang Ziya? Perfect!"

"I calculated that there happened to be a woman outside Chaoge who was extremely unlucky. She could not defeat anyone else but this man who was destined to be a god. All you need to do is..."

After listening to Emperor Xin's instructions, Nezha showed a look of sudden realization.

"My king, Nezha understands. We just need to make this unlucky man follow Jiang Ziya closely."

Although Nezha clasped his fists respectfully, he couldn't hide the mischievous smile in his eyes.

You have to know that both Lingzhuzi and Nezha are people with bad personalities.

Looking at Nezha, Emperor Xin smiled.

"You just need to assist Jiang Ziya. After all, this deified man Jiang Ziya doesn't have any confidants around him right now."

This is exactly Emperor Xin’s purpose. Jiang Ziya has just come down the mountain, and Nezha will treat this as meeting his future team of Jiang Ziya.

After all, Nezha doesn’t even have a master now, so who else can Jiang Ziya use if not Nezha?

As the saying goes, when you have nothing, loyal people will come to help you. How can it be the same if they come to help you when you become a god destined by heaven?
Upon hearing this, Nezha immediately revealed a naughty and excited smile.

"Don't worry, my king. Follow Jiang Ziya and do whatever you want. This is what Nezha is best at."

Isn't it just doing whatever you want under the banner of Jiang Ziya?

Emperor Xin also showed a satisfied smile.

He wanted to see what would happen in the end after Jiang Ziya found out that everyone around him was his people!
Even if he fails, he still has one last trick up his sleeve.

……

Song.

The princes from all over the world came to Shang, and the city of Chaoge was extremely lively.

Outside Songjiazhuang.

Although Jiang Ziya had already mastered some magic at this time, he still felt a sense of uneasiness when looking at the manor in front of him.

Although immortal cultivators are high and mighty, now that Jiang Ziya has lost hope of becoming an immortal, he cherishes the feelings he had when he was young on earth even more.

It has been forty years since I left home, and now I only have this sworn brother. I wonder if I still recognize him now.

Just when Jiang Ziya was feeling nervous, a childish cry suddenly came from behind him.

"Is that Uncle Jiang Ziya in front of us?"

Jiang Ziya looked back in astonishment, only to see three young men behind him.

Two of them looked to be seventeen or eighteen years old, and the younger one was only eight or nine years old.

At this time, the three young men were looking at him, but he did not dare to be careless at all, because he actually felt the aura of a cultivator from these three immortal children.

"Who are the three fellow Taoists?"

Because he couldn't see through these three young men, Jiang Ziya was extremely cautious but still returned the greeting respectfully.

After all, he couldn't see through the other party's cultivation level, which proved one thing, that is, the cultivation level of the three people in front of him, even the smallest one, was higher than his.

After the three heard this, the youngest Nezha immediately grinned.

"Uncle Master, I am Nezha, a disciple of Taiyi Sect of Jinguang Cave in Qianyuan Mountain. I originally came to Chaoge with my father to meet the King of Shang. I just happened to discover the aura of Yuqing, so I came here to investigate."

"I never thought it was really you, Uncle Master."

Nezha looked excited, but deep in his eyes there was a mischievous smirk.

Jinzha and Muzha on the side were obviously much more calm and bowed in return.

"Uncle Master, we are ordered by Master to go down the mountain to assist you..."

Following the introduction of Jin Zha and Mu Zha, Jiang Ziya was shocked and excited at the same time.

"So they are the disciples of the three senior brothers."

When he heard that it was his fellow junior fellow apprentice, and that he had been ordered to go down the mountain to assist him, Jiang Ziya immediately smiled.

However, Jiang Ziya had just come down the mountain, and had not yet obtained the List of Gods and the Divine Whip, nor did he have the indifference and confidence he later had.

The three nephews were of such age, but their cultivation was stronger than his, which made Jiang Ziya feel extremely embarrassed.

"The three nephews have such high levels of cultivation. It's true that young people are to be feared."

The two complimented each other and seemed to have a good impression of each other on their first meeting.

Jiang Ziya was also moved. His three nephews did not look down on him because of his cultivation level, which made him very happy.

After all, among cultivators, the strong are respected. If his three nephews looked down on his cultivation, there was nothing he could do.

"Uncle Master, what are you doing here?"

Seeing Nezha's puzzled look, Jiang Ziya sighed dejectedly and told the three of them his reasons.

"I see!"

The three of them suddenly realized what was going on, but the straightforward Nezha smiled and bowed, saying:
"Uncle Master, I, Nezha, am following Yuxu's orders. I will follow you in the future."

Nezha looked like he was ready to follow you, which made Jiang Ziya smile.

Now he had just come down the mountain on the order of Saint Yuxu. He had come down the mountain to enjoy the wealth of the world, so he naturally thought that the three of them were also here to assist him in enjoying the wealth of the world.

Just as the four of them were having a great time talking, hearty laughter was heard from the mansion.

"I wonder which old friend it is!"

Song Yiren, who had just taken half a step out of the door, could not help but stare at the figure outside the door with a dull look.

At the same time, Jiang Ziya also saw his sworn brother.

After not seeing each other for forty years, the two recognized each other at a glance. The faces they had when they were young were gone, but now both of them had white hair.

"My dear brother!"

In the end, Jiang Ziya took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and bowed his head.

The next moment, Song Yiren's eyes suddenly turned red. He pointed at Jiang Ziya's nose and started scolding and cursing him while crying and laughing.

"You are such a good Jiang Ziya. You have been gone for forty years without any communication. I thought it was you... I thought it was you!"

When he said this, Song Yiren's eyes were filled with tears. This scene made Jiang Ziya feel guilty. He never thought that his brother would be so affectionate to him. He was a little worried before, but it was his own petty mind that made him feel bad.

"My dear brother, Ziya is ashamed. I became a disciple of Kunlun and practiced Taoism. I didn't expect that forty years have passed in a flash. The years of practicing Taoism are merciless."

Jiang Ziya bowed in shame and said, while Song Yiren walked up to him and hugged his brother tightly, his eyes red with excitement.

"Haha, it's good to be back, it's good to be back."

At this moment, the two seemed to have returned to the past. Even though they hadn't seen each other for forty years, there was not much sense of strangeness.

Song Yiren wiped the tears from his eyes and then loosened his arms. He looked at the three young men behind him and couldn't help laughing:
"You are such a good Jiang Ziya, you didn't even tell me about your family and career out there."

My goodness, this Song Yiren directly treated Jin Zha, Mu Zha and Nezha as Jiang Ziya’s descendants who had started a family outside.

This made Jiang Ziya embarrassed, and he quickly waved his hands and said, "Brother, you misunderstood. These three are Ziya's three nephews."

After hearing this, Song Yiren suddenly realized what was going on, but he immediately greeted him with a smile:
"Come on, brother, now that you are back, take your three nephews home quickly."

Go home? These two words stunned Jiang Ziya, and a feeling of sadness rose in his heart. Is Kunlun Mountain his home?

Perhaps not, it was just the home he longed for, or a residence for him to pursue the immortal path, but he was now a wandering person.

Jin Zha, Mu Zha and Nezha looked at each other, and a sneer appeared in the depths of their eyes.

The changes in the past forty years have been enormous. My brother has become so rich and prosperous, and his estate is quite large.

The group came directly to the hall of Song Yiren's manor.

"Brother, is it vegetarian? Or is it meat?"

Song Yiren was no ordinary man since he had such a family fortune. His virtuous brother also had three immortal children, who were obviously cultivators from other worlds, so he naturally had to ask about them.

Jiang Ziya sighed, smiled and nodded:
"Since I am a Taoist, how can I drink alcohol and eat meat? I will naturally be a vegetarian."

However, when Jiang Ziya said that he was a vegetarian, Song Yiren waved his hands and laughed:

"Wine is the nectar of the Yaochi Lake and the nectar of the cave. Even a mortal like me has heard that immortals also attend the Peach Banquet. Is it okay to drink some wine, my dear brother?"

This sentence immediately choked him speechless, and Jiang Ziya smiled and nodded:
"My dear brother, I will obey your orders."

However, Nezha behind him said excitedly: "We have already cultivated successfully. Now that we have come down from the mountain, we naturally have to eat meat."

Seeing Nezha's joyful look, Song Yiren smiled and nodded, "Okay."

Song Yiren then ordered the servants in the mansion to prepare a banquet.

When the worldly wine and meat were served, although they were not very spiritual, they were still delicious.

Everyone sat down amid laughter, and Jiang Ziya secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Jin Zha, Mu Zha and Nezha did not dislike these earthly food.

After all, ordinary cultivators look down on worldly things, and he was afraid of losing face.

After all, although the person in front of him was a mortal, he was also his sworn brother.

Afterwards, while chatting and laughing at the banquet, it seemed as if the two of them had returned to the past.

Although Song Yiren was not a cultivator, he had built up a huge family business. After learning that his brother was a cultivator, he instinctively began to build relationships with him.

All they talked about was whether they had been excluded or suffered during their monastic life, and they acted like brothers in a friendly and respectful manner.

However, this made Jiang Ziya feel warm in his heart and he completely accepted this kind man of his. He was like a family member to him.

He has been practicing Taoism in Kunlun Mountain for many years, and usually no one would pay attention to him.

Even the boy from Kunlun Mountain had higher cultivation than him. The rest of his so-called senior brothers were all in their respective caves, and he had only met them a few times at most.

"My dear brother, it has been forty years since we last met. May I ask what you have learned in Kunlun Mountain?"

Facing his brother's question, Jiang Ziya also answered all his questions and said directly: "Carrying water, watering pines, planting peaches, lighting fires, fanning furnaces, and refining elixirs."

When Song Yiren heard this, his brows furrowed, but it did not escape Jiang Ziya's sight. He saw that his brother said in a kind tone:
"My dear brother, this is just a servant's job, not worth mentioning. Now that you are back, why don't you find some career instead of practicing Taoism? Just stay at my house and don't go anywhere else. I know you better than anyone else."

To be honest, Jiang Ziya had nowhere to go now, and today this man made him feel the warmth of home. He immediately smiled, nodded and bowed, saying, "I'll trouble you in this case."

The two of them drank a glass of wine, and Song Yiren spoke again:

"As the ancients said, there are three types of unfilial behavior, and the worst is to have no offspring. My dear brother! I'll spend some time with you. Tomorrow I'll arrange a marriage for you. If you give birth to a boy or a girl, you can still be a descendant of the Jiang family."

puff!

Before Jiang Ziya could say anything, Nezha behind him suddenly spat out a mouthful of wine, while Jinzha and Muzha beside him lowered their heads in embarrassment and didn't say a word.

This made Jiang Ziya confused and extremely embarrassed, and he waved his hands repeatedly to refuse.

However, Nezha, who was always looking for trouble, smiled and bowed:

"Uncle Master, this is very true. I have heard from my master that Uncle Master has no destiny with the immortal path. Since he has come down from the mountain to enjoy the wealth and luxury of this world, he naturally wants to have children. Not to mention one marriage, even ten or eight marriages would be appropriate."

My goodness, this Nezha is really unscrupulous.

After hearing these teasing words, Song Yiren burst into laughter.

"That's right, that's right. What the fairy boy said makes sense. Even if there are eight or ten gates, so what?"

Jiang Ziya waved his hands repeatedly and said awkwardly: "This!"

In fact, he was struggling in his heart. Since he had come down the mountain to enjoy the wealth and luxury of the world, it naturally meant that he had no chance of becoming an immortal.

He is already this old now. If he doesn't have children, who will inherit his wealth in the future?
Don't ordinary people all care about having many grandchildren and passing on blessings to future generations?

In fact, he was still a little disappointed. After forty years of hard work, all of them were in vain. How could he not be frustrated? His disheartened heart seemed to come alive after hearing his brother's suggestion.

Song Yiren also noticed his brother's hesitation, but a smile appeared in his heart.

Then Song Yiren laughed and said:
"My dear brother, I have heard that people who practice Taoism pay attention to cause and effect. I know a little bit about this, but you just said that it is difficult for you to become an immortal. Do you really want the Jiang family to be extinct?"

This sentence left Jiang Ziya speechless, but it was exactly what he wanted.

Nezha on the side also joined in the fun, but the two brothers Muzha and Jinzha looked calm and kept silent.

"Uncle Master, there's nothing wrong with marrying a wife and having children. Didn't you see our father? He also married a wife and had children. Uncle Master, you don't have the fate of being an immortal, but you may not have no offspring."

With Nezha's encouragement, Jiang Ziya became even more excited.

He is not attracted by women, but by offspring!

Nezha was right. He had no chance of becoming an immortal, but the question of whether he would have an offspring was uncertain.

If he had more children, as long as one of them could fulfill the regret in his heart, his life would be worthwhile.

After realizing this, Jiang Ziya no longer hesitated, but instead looked at his brother awkwardly and bowed.

"I'll trouble you in this case, sir."

But Song Yiren just laughed and waved his hands.

"You are too polite, brother."

"By the way, my dear brother, you've come back just in time. There's a yard next door, so you can have a place to stay there."

Song Yiren's enthusiastic behavior also warmed Jiang Ziya's heart.

When Nezha, who was standing by, saw this scene, he was secretly thinking about completing the king's mission. He had to find a way to ruin the luck of this man who was destined to be a god.

(End of this chapter)