Wanjie Athletics, I choose Zhang Sanfeng to start

Daoist Taiyi has always been domineering and vicious, and is not used to being kind to others, so the number of dooms caused by contamination is particularly high.

Just looking for a different species in the world, accepting it as a disciple, and crossing the calamity on its behalf, it is already difficult to bear the calamity.

The only way is to find another way, using the Lingzhu as the carrier, to get rid of the bad karma.

Originally born as a great spirit bead, it was blinded spiritually and became vicious and cruel.

And this son is not someone else, but Bo Yi Kao who has traveled with Cao Zhe for three years.

Although Bo Yikao had some cultivation, he was far from being able to compare with Nezha.

Although Nezha has only practiced for a few years, what he has accumulated on his body is the mana accumulated for countless years when he was a spirit orb. The so-called practice reduces the process of accumulation, and only needs to use the power in his body.

But Bo Yi Kao needs to practice step by step by himself, and logically he shouldn't be able to catch up with Nezha.

But Bo Yi had a good fate, so he followed Cao Zhe!

With Cao Zhe's ability, three years of random training is enough to turn Bo Yi Kao into a good player.

Not to mention the high ones, at least they are stronger than the second-generation disciples of Chan and Jie so far.

"What do you mean by that?" Nezha was originally furious, but now a sense of coolness surged from the Lingtai for no reason, and he recovered a little bit of reason.

Bo Yikao said, "Take you to see my master. If he thinks you are hopeless, then you can only wait for death."

Chapter 643 Rebellious Li Nezha

Nezha was unwilling to obey Bo Yikao's arrangement.

However, Bo Yikao's fist was too hard for him to hit.

Caught under his arm, Nezha couldn't help but ask Boyi Kao on the halfway speeding all the way: "Who are you? You can easily defeat me, and you are definitely not a nobody."

Seeing that Boyi Kao didn't answer, he continued to ask: "What methods are you using? Why are you easily cracking my three heads and six arms?"

Bo Yikao said this time: "This is the 'broadcast gymnastics' that Master taught me. If you want to learn, Master will teach you as well. Master is the most powerful person I have ever seen, and has no sectarian views."

"Broadcast gymnastics? What kind of magic is this?"

"You have such a means, are you a disciple of the Chanjiao sect, or a disciple of the Jiejiao sect? Or are you a disciple of the Western sect?"

"It can't be a casual cultivator!" Nezha turned into a hundred thousand whys, and kept asking questions because of his cute appearance.

Boyi asked, "Does it really matter what sect you come from?"

"Constrained by family status, limited by what you know and know, is to imprison your own free thought."

What Bo Yikao was saying, Nezha didn't understand at all.

"Okay! We're here!" Falling down the cloud, Bo Yikao landed on a field ridge with Nezha in his arms.

A man in the field, wearing a straw hat, rolled up his sleeves and trouser legs, was working.

Bo Yikao opened his mouth and shouted to the field laborer, "Master! Nezha has already been brought."

The man in the field slowly got up, and then turned his head to look.

Nezha always feels that the person in front of him seems to have known him before, but he is so strange.

It's just my nature, which made Nezha completely ignore the risk, and shouted: "Who are you? You actually drove someone to arrest me here?"

"Do you know who my master is? Who is my master?"

Cao Zhe rolled down his sleeves and handed the straw hat to Bo Yikao.

Bo Yikao consciously put on his straw hat, then tidied up his clothes, and continued to work in the fields instead of Cao Zhe.

Seeing that his hands and feet are convenient and not jerky, it is obviously not the first time he has done this.

"Ha! It really is a casual cultivator without knowledge."

"How difficult is it to cultivate and work in such places?"

"Let me go, my lord, and when I give you the farm tools in your hands, they will be able to cultivate spontaneously. Wouldn't it be easy? Why bother?" Nezha said to Cao Zhe, his eyes turned straight, Obviously thinking about the idea of ​​getting out of trouble.

The World of Conferred Gods is a high-level mythical world, but it is also a world where the cultivation civilization is not 'sound'.

Its imperfection is reflected in various aspects such as practice methods, practice methods, and application of spells.

There are many casual cultivators who are often good at one skill, but have great shortcomings in many basic aspects.

Only those great disciples can stand out in all aspects.

In the final analysis, it is a lack of communication and a lack of support.

This is also the basis for Nezha to use tricks to get out of trouble.

Because he really believed that Cao Zhe and Bo Yikao had no means to make farm tools automatic and cultivate by themselves.

Naturally, he would not understand that Cao Zhe and Bo Yikao cultivated the land by themselves and understood the purpose of the farmers' hard work.

"How old are you?" Cao Zhe asked, ignoring Nezha.

Nezha said, "Seven years old! Are you listening to me?"

"Are you polite?"

Cao Zhe nodded, and continued, "Seven years old, you should know something!"

"Have you thought about the future and what to do?"

Nezha was taken aback when he heard the words, and then sneered, "Young master, I can do whatever I want. Do you need me to worry about me?"

Then he reacted and said loudly: "You should answer my question first!"

"You can do whatever you want...not a bad idea."

"It can even be said to be a great ideal."

"So, how do you realize this ideal? If what you want to do runs counter to what your master, father, and mother ask you to do, how do you choose?" Cao Zhe followed Nezha The words go on.

Nezha was furious: "What nonsense ideals? Let me go quickly! Otherwise, I will have to chant a mantra! When my master comes, he will take you in, lock you in the Nine Dragons God Fire Hood, and turn you into ashes. "

Cao Zhe spread his hands generously: "Read it! I bet he won't come."

Nezha immediately began to chant the mantra.

It's just that the mantra used to communicate with the master in the past has no effect now.

No matter how fast his lips were beating, the sky was not the least bit strange, and the real Taiyi who should have heard the news did not respond at all.

"Who else will help you, you can try them all!" Cao Zhe made a gesture of invitation.

Nezha started talking again.

This time, not only did he start to use a specific mantra to invite those uncles and uncles who explained the teachings, but even the ancestor Yuanshi Tianzun had the cheek and courage to invite him twice.

Naturally... still no response.

Nezha mostly just knows about spells, but he doesn't know why.

Just like many people know how to use chat software, but don't know how to make chat software.

Therefore, when Cao Zhe 'broken the net' for him, even if he changed into [-] spells, it was just a waste of saliva.

"Look, none of them came."

"Now, you can be serious and calm, and listen to what I have to say?" Cao Zhe put a finger on Nezha's forehead, and temporarily suppressed all the anger, evil, evil, cruelty, viciousness, and resentment in his heart. .

As the vanguard officer of the Xiqi army in the future crusade against the Shang Dynasty, the ominous aura brought about by Nezha's fate is the reason why he is always at a disadvantage on the battlefield.

"Anger, evil, evil, ruthless, vicious, and resentment, the six poisons are all available. These are poisons, but in the final analysis, they are kalpas."

"Now these kalpas are still in your physical body, but have not entered the primordial spirit. If you shed your shell and find a way to suppress the six poisons, you will be able to enjoy a few days of peace."

"However, if there is a big change and the last trace of the bottom of my heart fades away, the six poisons will enter the soul and accompany you all the time, and it will be difficult to wash away. From now on, you are not you, but the puppet of the six poisons. I will be driven by him for life," Cao Zhe said.

In the world of conferring gods, those with high roots will get the way of immortality, and those with low roots will get the way of gods.

After the end of the war, the only ones who conferred the gods with physical bodies were Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, Nezha and a few others.

Yang Jian listened to the tune and did not listen to the announcement, which was tantamount to wandering outside the heavenly system.

Lei Zhenzi also didn't care about his own business, he only cared about his own practice.

In fact, they just went through a cutscene during the catastrophe, and then returned to the path of Xiaoyao Zhenxian.

At most, he would hang a heavenly position on his body and receive an extra salary.

Only Nezha, in every big battle, will charge forward and act as a thug.

In the final analysis, it is because the six poisons have entered the primordial spirit, and it is necessary to use the incense of the world to suppress the six poisons and maintain reason.

Otherwise, it will be ferocious and often act rebelliously.

Later, it was also jokingly called "Whoever opposes the heaven, whoever will be helped by Nezha".

"Will you help me conquer the six poisons?" Nezha, who had calmed down completely, seemed to have awakened Su Hui from the past, and asked Cao Zhe.

"If I help you subdue the six poisons, can you escape from Taiyi's control?" Cao Zhe asked back.

Chapter 644 A Freedom Fighter Is Not a Boy

Cao Zhe didn't kill anyone, but he did!

Nezha, who has calmed down, still has a brain!

At least they won't scold the street right away.

He is clearly aware of his situation, but it doesn't mean he is willing to accept his fate.

Therefore, he set his sights on Cao Zhe with anticipation.

"I can help you."

"But why?" Cao Zhe asked.

Nezha was speechless.

"There is a great causal relationship in you. You were originally the spirit pearl in Nuwa's hands, but at that time, you should have not conceived spiritual wisdom. It was Yuanshi Tianzun who enlightened you, and Taiyi Daoist who nurtured you. "

"It can even be said that you should have been a clone of Daoist Taiyi. If the catastrophe hadn't come, you would have no chance to obtain your true self and possess a real body." Cao Zhe interpreted these words after watching Nezha on the spot. .

It is a simple operation to infer the process from the 'result'.

If you have eyes, you will.

"Yes! So I should dedicate everything to them." Nezha said a little confused.

"You said it wrong!"

"Any creature, since it is born, should be free and self-sufficient. No one must be attached to anyone, and no one must belong to anyone."

"It's not Nuwa, Yuanshi Tianzun, or Taiyi Daoist who conceived you. It's the nature of this world, the transformation of all things. They just borrowed the aura of this world and happened to make you."

"But even the nature of heaven and earth does not require you to give completely. You can remember their kindness and repay them, but you don't have to sacrifice everything for them and bury yourself." Cao Zhe said these words with certainty.

These words, and today's mainstream values, are categorically refuted.

The world of conferred gods is not the end of the Shang Dynasty in history.

There is no "Confucianism" in this world, but Confucianism is everywhere.

Explanatory teachings, cutting teachings, and even Western teachings all quote parts of Confucian teachings.

This is not difficult to explain.

All the principles are interlinked.

And those saints are not self-proclaimed.

Between fiction and reality, it is unreasonable to pursue absolute truth and absolute rationality.

"You have an hour, think about it."

"Then you should go home, otherwise your parents should be in a hurry." Cao Zhe patted Nezha on the head, then walked away with his hands behind his back.

These two seemingly inadvertent words hit the most critical point in Nezha's heart.

"I want to live!"

"I want to live for myself!"

"Senior, please teach me!" Nezha shouted from behind Cao Zhe.