"My boss, why hasn't that Third Prince Nezha come back yet?"
The fat Taoist was even more anxious than Chen Yuan. He stood on a rock in front and looked out, holding a wooden bird gadget in his hand. The crazy old man originally left it with him, but now it needs to be used for emergencies.
"Let's go and take a look."
After waiting for a long time, there was no news of fighting coming here. Chen Yuan was also a little worried. After all, Nezha was very playful. Don't chase the other party when the time comes, and run away to play elsewhere.
went.
"It's good to have a look." Yin Xuanling naturally agreed with his apprentice, and followed Chen Yuan side by side with Monk Zhenhai in the direction they came from.
The fat Taoist hurriedly jumped off the rock, pulled Duma, who was still in a daze, and called Lao Niu to follow quickly. The group returned to the previous fork in the road, turned around and walked upwards. In less than a stick of incense, they arrived outside the so-called temple.
The cliff, in the words of the deer god Karl, is where he welcomes every god who is qualified to enter the temple.
"over there!"
The fat Taoist was walking and jumping around, and saw the figure of a child sitting cross-legged on the rock from a distance, as if raising his hand to throw something. He excitedly raised the wooden bird above his head and shook it twice, shouting: "Little one"
Hey…Third Prince, I’ve brought you something fun.”
With that said, he jumped over Chen Yuan and others and ran upwards. Chen Yuan smiled, knowing why Sun Zhengde was anxious, he was afraid of being retaliated by Nezha.
Over there, the fat Taoist reached the top. When he saw the small figure sitting cross-legged on the rock, he stopped and trembled on the spot.
I saw a pile of broken stones piled up next to Nezha. He was holding a grass stem in his mouth, curling his lips in boredom, and he hit a figure ten feet away from the stone. His head was bruised and bleeding, and it was clean before.
, the neat robes and bun became messy, and the whole body was covered with dust and blood, and his eyes were looking fiercely through the gap of the hanging hair.
"What are you doing here?"
Nezha held the grass stem in his mouth and tilted his head. The fat Taoist was stunned for a moment, and then he remembered what he wanted to do. He held the wooden bird and hurried up to please him: "Third Prince, I am my Taoist..."
"Um?"
"...Bah, I was blind and bumped into the prince. Look, I have a wooden bird here. Just by playing with it, the wings can flap up and down. Does it look like a real bird?"
"snort!"
Nezha held up his chin and looked at the fat Taoist as if he was mentally retarded. When he saw Chen Yuan and others coming up from the corner of his eye, he reluctantly took it and fiddled with it a few times, pretending to like it, and said in a low voice: "
I can fly by myself. If I want a live bird, I can catch it myself. What do you want me to do with this thing? I want to please me and find something fun."
After saying that, with an innocent and curious expression on his face, he fiddled with the wooden bird and raised it above his head, and ran to Chen Yuan with bare feet.
"Chen Yuan, my prince captured her, and I will give you the credit, but you have to give me something in exchange."
"What does the third prince want?" Chen Yuan has met many immortal figures, and is not as respectful to Nezha as the great sage Wen Zhong before.
There is nothing else of value.”
"I don't care about those magic weapons and treasures. There are so many in the sky."
As he spoke, the little man hooked up his green-white fingers. Chen Yuan smiled and knelt down, wanting to hear what he wanted. Immediately, Nezha came over and whispered in Chen Yuan's ear: "If you still have trouble, please ask God."
, please don’t invite my father to come down. If you need anything, I, the prince, will do it all for you."
"Then Yuan thanked the prince, but... the prince is afraid of the king?"
Seeing Chen Yuan's curious look, Nezha hugged the wooden bird to his chest and turned in one direction. He closed his eyes and snorted: "I'm not afraid. Even if my father comes down, he will nag in his ears again.
It’s not that he has the pagoda in his hand..."
The words stopped, and Nezha suddenly opened his eyes. As if he had an idea, he covered his mouth and laughed, and then let Chen Yuan get closer.
"It's okay to ask my father to come down, but when you carve wood carvings, just don't carve the Seven Treasures Exquisite Pagoda for him."
Chen Yuan stared blankly at Nezha, who was walking back and forth with his two little hands behind his back and snickering with his bare feet. He felt speechless for a moment. He was indeed the leader of the rebels in heaven and he loved to cheat on his father.
But that was a matter between his father and son. If Chen Yuan really did that, he would probably be chased and beaten by King Li Tian immediately.
"Meeting in the affairs of the father and son is simply asking for trouble. In the end, they put aside their past grudges and returned to heaven happily. I am treated as a villain and despised."
Regarding this kind of matter, Chen Yuan is not stupid. The most he can do is not invite the Heavenly King to come down. There are too many gods anyway, and the Heavenly King cannot notice anything.
"Since the Third Prince has said so, Yuan will not invite the King of Heaven to come down."
After bypassing the hole dug by Nezha, Chen Yuan ignored the prankster, left him to Lao Sun to deal with, and walked straight to Yan Ren. This woman was seriously injured. Her originally pretty face
, there were bruises and swelling in many places, a cut at the corner of the eye, bloodshot eyes hanging from the corner of the mouth, a slightly open mouth, and one front tooth could be seen broken in half, which was even heavier than when he was released from the prison.
Sure enough, there is a saying that goes well, children are of no importance.
"My prince has accepted her magical power." Nezha turned his head and said something from the fat Taoist's flattering words.
No wonder, Yan Ren’s eyes look like she wants to eat someone.
"God Yanren, you have nothing to say now."
Seeing that she looked miserable, Chen Yuan raised his hand and put her down from the shelf made of wooden sticks, "It's time to come back to the Western Regions with us."
"Okay, I'll go back with you." Yan Ren stared at Chen Yuan with fierce eyes, "I hope you won't regret it in the future."
"I regret it only if I agree."
Chen Yuan didn't bother to talk nonsense to her. He stretched out his hand and grabbed Yan Ren. He grabbed the back of the neck and carried her to the master. The fat Taoist stood up in front of the little person and looked at the opposite person from time to time.
temple.
"My boss, we're already here, why don't we go in and take a look. There might be many of her magic weapons and there should also be some good elixirs inside."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chen Yuan patted him on the head with her hand: "You think I don't know? But her things can only be used by her. There are
It's forbidden, if you touch it casually, you won't risk your life."
Things like fairy treasures sound very tempting, and they can indeed increase your strength if you hold them in your hands. But it depends on who owns them. According to the temperament of the Yiren God in Chen Yuan's hand, it would be strange if there are no restrictions on it.
I guess as soon as I touched it, the person was gone.
After all, when the other party was in its heyday, Chen Yuan and others were simply not enough to watch.
If the clone had not gone to the Central Plains to stir up the wind and rain, possessed Zhang Shuangbai, and been injured by Chen Yuan and Yin Xuanling with thunder, and returned to the body, or if he had waited until the injury healed and was betrayed by the Western God he created, causing more injuries,
I'm afraid that if I want to capture her, I'll have to sacrifice half my life.
Sure enough, just as Chen Yuan finished speaking.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and the top of the mountain was shaking. It seemed that without Yanren and the support of the gods' power, the entire temple shook in the field of vision of Chen Yuan and others.
Then, it collapsed visibly to the naked eye and turned into ruins.
"From now on, there will be no Western gods here. At most, there will only be a stag in charge of the forest."
Chen Yuan looked at the ruins filled with smoke and snow, and said softly. Then, he turned around and called the fat Taoist and Lao Niu, and returned to the foot of the sacred mountain with the master and the monk.
Karl, the deer god, led his wives and a group of female deer to kneel beside the carriage. When Chen Yuan and others returned, he stepped forward to greet them. Perhaps knowing that Chen Yuan and others were leaving, he also prepared many fruits and melons to pile up next to the carriage.
"I keep my promise and let you and your family go. We won't owe anything anymore."
Chen Yuan raised his hands and returned a salute to the other party in an equal manner, then asked the old cow to put on the reins, took Hanren with him, pressed against the thick snow on the ground, and drove all the way to the white world.