"Steamed buns? What white flour is used to make steamed buns??"

"There are no mortals in our Qianyuan Mountain. The gods have already gone away from the grains and do not eat fireworks." Nezha asked doubtfully.

"In the center of Qianyuan Hall, there are several boxes with some white noodles in them."

"Yanyan originally wanted to help my uncle and master recuperate and make steamed buns to eat in the evening." The little girl looked well-behaved.

"Uncle, please don't send me back, okay?" Qianyuan Mountain is too free!!!

Nezha's scalp felt numb.

"White noodles? Steamed buns?"

"Did you make anything to eat this morning?!"

The two little girls murmured slightly, their eyes full of disappointment.

"I haven't done it yet, my uncle is going to send me home. Humph."

Nezha was covered in cold sweat.

"Then...that...those are the ashes of the masters." Nezha covered his face. Daozu protected him and escaped.

"Yanyan, Huaizhi, cough, there is something important in Qianyuan Mountain, and I may not be able to keep you for a long time. Next time, uncle will come to pick you up." Nezha coaxed with a compensating smile.

"When is the next time?"

Nezha's face froze.

"Soon, soon."

"But let's discuss it. Don't call me Master anymore. Your parents are the darlings of heaven and earth, and Master is not worthy of being your master."

"You brothers and sisters deserve better." Nezha advised earnestly.

Qianyuan Town cannot bear these two scourges!!

It’s really too much!

In all ten thousand years, there will never be as much excitement as this day.

Master asked them both to create a shadow, and they dare not leave them alive in the Taoist sect.

I was afraid that all the disciples would be led astray by them.

"Really?" Huai Zhi was a little doubtful.

"Didn't Master say that in the world, he is the only one who can teach us?" Zhiyan immediately retorted, as if he refused to go back.

Nezha's heart was sour and bitter, and the mute was eating Coptis chinensis.

Xin said, I didn't expect that you two would be more tossing than Suisui.

"Master, you just don't admit that you are worse than the Buddha. In fact, the Buddha is better than him. Really..." Nezha replied seriously.

Taoism and Buddhism have been fighting for a lifetime, and this is the first time that the other side has admitted defeat.

"Buddhism..." the two dolls murmured, looking at Nezha.

Nezha pursed his lips, took out some treasures from his pocket and handed them to her.

The two children didn't answer and still looked at him.

Nezha handed her another storage space.

"Your mother has a small world. There is sunshine and all things in the small world, which can nourish life. It is the beginning of the birth of the Three Realms, and it is the top space. Given time, it will definitely become a real world. This one is second only to her. There is really no

Even better…”

"The Daomen are very poor."

Nezha almost cried.

He knew that it would not be so easy to send these two people back.

It is really easy to invite God, but difficult to send Him away.

Fu Jiuxiao, it turns out you really didn’t lie to me!

It's because I don't know what's good and what's good.

When Nezha saw them nodding, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief. As for the trouble, it would lead to Buddhism.

I can only feel sorry for all the Buddhist Bodhisattvas.

It’s really………

now.

Fu Jiuxiao stood on the ground, looking at Nezha with a speechless expression.

Nezha smiled dryly and said with a guilty conscience: "I heard that Your Majesty and Shi Shen want a child, so they specially sent it back to you in advance."

"Three days and seven days are too much, why did you go home after only one day?"

"How many days will you stay?"

Nezha coughed slightly, the master fainted, the Taoist sect was poor, the Taoist ancestors' graves were dug up, and if they don't leave, the ashes of the masters and uncles will be steamed into steamed buns.

This only took one day!!

One day!!!

If we stay here any longer, the Taoist sect will be disbanded.

These two people are not the hope of Taoism at all, they are the only way out for Taoism!

Nezha just wishes he could step on the Hot Wheels and the peach blossoms.

"By the way, I remember that your Dao Ancestor had a hurdle in the 63,127th year. Have you found that hurdle? It seems like it will be this year, right?"

Fu Jiuxiao suddenly remembered this matter.

After Daozu left, everyone in the three realms was muttering that Daozu didn't even live that long, so what's the trouble?

Nezha's heart trembled: "Daozu made a joke with the world, how can there be any obstacles." His eyes fell on the two dolls.

"There are no obstacles, no problems."

After speaking, he paused again.

"Your Majesty, I have thought about it for a moment. If a child does not cultivate, he will not be successful. After all, the child must be strictly controlled."

"Sealing spiritual power is not a big deal."

"Even Nezha was beaten several times with a stick by his mother when he was a child."

"The two young highnesses are so powerful that they naturally need to be disciplined more strictly."

Nezha said shamelessly.

His face turned red.

Fu Jiuxiao raised his eyebrows.

Little brother Nezha, even if you don't say anything, I know that you have suffered a big loss.

"You have changed!" Xiao Huaizhi was so angry that his nose was filled with snot, and he was jumping up and down while pointing at Nezha.

"Yesterday you said...that we..."

"God, the Son of God, we are free!!" The little guy screamed.

Nezha stepped on the hot wheel bravely, fearing that he would be knocked down by them.

These two little guys are really talented.

Teach samadhi the true fire, and six dings of divine fire come out.

Go directly to the top level.

Teach them how to fly through the clouds and ride on the mist, they can travel thousands of miles in an instant.

The stronger the talent, the more axes the brain has.

If the two of them become the hope of the Taoist sect, they will probably be...

I think it consumes as much as one Taoist ancestor every three days.

Before it can overwhelm the realm of gods and Buddha, the Taoist sect must first destroy itself.

"Amitabha, the great god of Santan Haihui, would actually give trouble to two children?" A compassionate Buddhist voice sounded.

When everyone turned around, they saw a faint golden halo.

People from the Buddhist world.

"Messenger of Sanskrit, aren't you a disciple of the Buddhist sect? You are so busy every day preaching sutras from all walks of life and saving all sentient beings, how could you come to this mortal world?" Nezha stepped on the hot wheel, far away from the two children.

"Amitabha. I'm just visiting the son of an old friend." Fanyin looked at the two pitiful children.

The child had tears in his eyes, feeling extremely aggrieved.

Nezha glanced at them, "Yes, yes, that's how I was deceived yesterday!!"
To be continued...