If Shen Gongbao was here, he would definitely recognize these two people, one was Jin Zha’s master, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, and the other was Mu Zha’s master, Samantabhadra Zhenren.

"Fellow Taoist, I will take it for me." Samantabhadra's true man grabbed the three people who fought with him very easily and brought them closer: "Jinzha, Muzha, Nezha, you are brothers with blood thicker than water. If you know about it, you don't know how sad it would be."

Jinzha and Muzha were shocked. Because Nezha did not report to the family, they had no idea that the person who had been besieging him for a long time was his younger brother.

At the same time, the two of them thought to themselves that it was so dangerous that if they hurt their younger brother and return to Chentang Pass, they really don’t know how to explain to their mother.

Nezha also looked confused. Not long after he was born, he was taken away by Chu Feng. Although he had returned home several times, he had never met his two brothers who were studying art in the mountains.

"Are you really Nezha?" The second Muzha man was as famous as his name, and his mind was a little bit muted. Even Samantabhadra real man shouted out, and he asked again stupidly.

Nezha nodded, his expression a little complicated. Although he was on the city tower that day, he said without hesitation that when he chose a brother between his master and his brother, he hesitated again.

"Nezha, the master said that King Zhou was unrighteous, harmed loyal and kind, was powerful and powerful, and even created outrageous things like cannons and burning to kill the people. Such a tyrant is not worthy of loyalty. You should join us in assisting Prime Minister Jiang!" Muzha said excitedly. He, who has been following Samantabhadra since childhood, was full of thoughts that Master Samantabhadra said everything was right.

As the eldest brother, Jin Zha came over directly, put his broad palm on Nezha's thin shoulders, and said in a gentle tone: "Third brother, put aside the empty statement of the country, my mother who is far away in Chentang Pass would never want to see the three brothers kill each other, come to our side, practice together in the future, and destroy the Shang Dynasty together."

The persuasion of the two brothers who were thicker than water made Nezha very embarrassed and didn't know what to reply.

Jin Zha, who regarded himself as the boss, said directly to his master Wen Shu Guangfa Tianzun: "Master, can you ask Nezha to worship your subordinates?"

Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun was overjoyed, ignored the jealous look of Samantabhadra's opposite side, and said to Jinzha with a smile: "Nezha is talented and intelligent, not a thing in the pool, and can accept him as his disciple, but he cannot be asked for it as his teacher."

Jin Zha was a little jealous when he heard that his master gave his third brother such a high evaluation. Of course, he was more happy. The same was true for the brothers who beat the tiger and became disciples. In the future, the two of them would take care of each other, and their parents who were far away in Chentangguan would definitely hope that this would be the case.

"No, I will be a teacher for one day and a teacher for life. I will not worship this person as a teacher." Nezha refused firmly. He and Chu Feng have been together for a long time. It can be said that they are not relatives, but better than relatives. They have never had the idea of ​​betrayal in their minds.

The Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, who was originally smiling, had his expression froze. This was the first time he had been rejected in hundreds of thousands of years. He glanced at the expressionless Samantabhadra true man, and the Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, thought in his heart that this guy must be mocking him in his heart at this moment.

"Nezha, Taoist Master Chu is already a rebellion from the People's Cult. Sooner or later, you will be on the God List. If you join the Ancestral Sect with Brother Wei, you will be a free person in the future." Jinzha advised Nezha that in his opinion, following Chu Feng would have no good results if you follow Chu Feng.

Muzha, who had not said a word for a long time, also said, "Nezha, it's not that my second brother said you, you don't think about yourself, but also want your mother to think about it. She has been pregnant with you for three years and six months, and how much hardship she has suffered. If you make any mistakes, he doesn't know how sad he is!"

This was heartbreaking. Nezha thought of his mother who was whispering harmony before leaving, and looked embarrassed.

Jinzha and Muzha looked at each other and continued to say, "My father reported not long ago to persuade the tyrant not to kill him, but he was afraid he had offended the tyrant."

When Nezha heard this, hesitant Nezha frowned and said, "Brother, when I left Chaoge, the government had already been controlled by Prime Minister Bigan. The murder would not happen again."

When he was in Chaoge, he saw with his own eyes how miserable King Zhou was played by his second master Shen Gongbao. People in the world thought that their master and disciple were serving Da Shang, but they did not know that the rulers of Da Shang were treated like pigs and dogs.

Jin Zha, who was unaware of the situation, sneered and said, "The big Shang Dynasty is like a rotten wood. It cannot be solved by just a different person in power. Listen to my brother, don't help the evil king anymore."

In addition to speaking at the beginning, Samantabhadra, who had been standing like a bystander, made a gesture and said solemnly: "Nezha, our monks, come to this world for a walk, just to respond to the disasters mentioned by the saint. Afterwards, they still focus on cultivation. I am not talented, and have a deep understanding of the great way of the golden elixir. If you can-"

"I won't worship you as my teacher." Nezha refused before he could finish his words.

The real person with a very thick skin in Samantabhadra needs to be said again, a white-haired figure appeared twenty steps away.

"Are you?" For a moment, Samantabhadra Real Person did not recognize that Chu Feng, who had met at the Three Churches Conference.

Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun also looked at Chu Feng in surprise, not connecting Chu Feng with the young Taoist priest that day at all.

"Mystery of Samantabhadra, Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, long time no see." Chu Feng shouted out the names of the two people with a calm expression.

As soon as the voice came out, Samantabhadra real man knew the identity of the visitor and looked a little embarrassed. He was digging a corner here, and the main owner was here.

"Master Chu, why are you looking so old?" Wenshu Guangfa Tianzun looked at Chu Feng in confusion. At the meeting of the Three Sects that day, the man with gray hair and a short lifespan in front of him was a handsome young man, almost the same as the three brothers of the Li family in front of him.

"I, cough cough!" Chu Feng didn't finish a sentence, lowered his head and coughed, and quickly covered it with his sleeves.

This is of course a waste of time in front of the monks. Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun clearly saw that Chu Feng vomited blood. Jiang Ziya's strongest person on the East Expedition seemed to have no time to practice martial arts except for a fault.

"It's a pity that the Golden Immortal, a genius who has been lost for three hundred years."

Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun looked regretful, I don’t know if it was from the heart or pretending.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Nezha rushed to Chu Feng with an anxious look. He was simple-minded and really thought something had happened to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng, who was a little pale, waved his hand and said, "It's okay for your teacher, you can step down first!"

Nezha honestly retreated aside, but his eyes did not leave Chu Feng.

Chu Feng's eyes turned to Jin Zha and Mu Zha, and his face turned cold.
Chapter completed!