Chapter 301 Qingyang Old Demon
Speaking of which, it may be because Xia Qingyang is relatively young, the three generations of disciples of the Academic Sect like Yang Jian and Nezha are quite happy to stay with him.
Mainly, Xia Qingyang was willing to ask them about various interesting stories about the time when he was named God... This made them feel very accomplished.
Speaking of which... The Battle of the Gods is the highlight of their respective lives, and they should have been hyping up...
As a result, their masters suffered a great loss in the Battle of the Gods and became the "Twelve Golden Immortals"... This made them unable to mention the "Ten Thousand Golden Immortals" in the Master's Sect.
What about them in Heaven?
hehe……
Heavenly Court, isn’t that just under the gaze of the disciples of the Jie Sect who died at their hands?
As for showing off to your subordinates, the younger generation?
They can't afford to lose this face.
So they clearly made a "famous work in life" and they couldn't even find a person who listened to the story, which was very frustrating.
Fortunately, I met Xia Qingyang now, and they answered questions about Xia Qingyang's questions. By the way, they also recalled the bitterness and sweetness together, recalling the brotherly love back then... I am now a brother and sister.
Yang Jian's eyes instantly softened.
Nezha looked at Xia Qingyang with a tough bullet and said, "Uncle Master, why don't you find a way to turn me back, I feel so awkward."
In an instant, Xia Qingyang saw Yang Jian's eyes narrowing, and the vertical eye on his forehead opened slightly, as if it was very dangerous...
He quickly coughed and said, "It's useless. The lotus root that makes up your body has been completely infected by the Yin. If you rashly use the Sun to hedge it, it will only lead to a bad situation of yin and yang conflict."
Yang Jian's eyebrows closed with his eyes closed, and his eyes opened and showed a worried expression.
Xia Qingyang: “…”
The leader of the three generations of disciples of the Ancient Sect is indeed not simple!
Nezha seemed a little lost, and said with relief: "That's the case, there's nothing I can do."
In response to this, Xia Qingyang said, "Actually, Nezha, are you still very satisfied with the status quo?"
Nezha was slightly surprised... holding his knees and sat down on the hillside and said, "Yes, I suddenly felt that this was good, and I was even a little angry with that father."
"Uncle Master, why do you think this is?"
Xia Qingyang was a little worried at that time. He had known it, so he would have brought the bloody silk over there. She was definitely good at dealing with the emotional problems of her little daughter.
But now she is not here, so he can only combine the "scientific parenting methods" he saw in his previous life:
"Probably, it's because what you've been doing seems nonsense, but in fact they want to attract the attention of King Li."
Nezha sneered at the sound of the words: "How is that possible!"
"The man has regarded me as a monster since I was born, and even wanted to kill me several times. How could I want to attract his attention?"
However, she couldn't continue to say it later... because she realized that at least at the beginning, when she faced her cold father, she really wanted to attract his attention by using various outrageous and eye-catching things.
Unfortunately, I ended up being evaluated by a "bad son" and "bad".
She felt a little clear, so she didn't want to continue talking about this topic that made her feel uncomfortable.
He turned to it: "To put it, my father really values girls over boys, and the eldest and second brothers are so pitiful."
Jinzha Muzha was originally a disciple of the three generations of the Ayaka Sect, but now they have all become Buddhist guardians. They have not been home to visit their parents once for a thousand years.
Of course, King Li didn't look very concerned.
Xia Qingyang sneered silently when he heard this... Nezha, you are still too young. Is your benefit only because you are a girl?
The key is that Nezha's lotus incarnation has always frozen her at the age of the "little cotton jacket"... She will never know what this means to an old father.
This is a small cotton jacket that can be worn forever. In this way, even if the small cotton jacket leaks out, what if it is black-hearted?
The old father is just happy.
At this time, Nezha herself didn't notice it. In fact, she was very satisfied with this kind of attention and care.
The plot of the "father's resignation and daughter's smile" that she had imagined countless times in her mind was a little unstable.
...
Three days passed, and the passage through the boundary was quiet as if something was brewing on the opposite side.
On the third day, everyone waited for a group of reinforcements... and there were another 100,000 heavenly soldiers, and the leader was a bird man with wings on his back and holding a golden stick.
But it is Lei Zhenzi, one of the three generations of disciples of the Analects.
Lei Zhenzi is like Nezha and Yang Jian, who is a saint in the body... In fact, he is able to live and be enthroned by the Heavenly Court, and he is also a senior general in the Heavenly Court.
"Senior Brother Lei Zhenzi, aren't you guarding the humanitarian territory in Nanzhanbu Continent? Why are you here?"
Nezha greeted him happily.
Lei Zhenzi looked at Nezha for a while and seemed to have come back to his senses from the change in setting of "Nezha Brothers" to "Nezha Little Sister".
Then he looked a little shy and said, "I was practicing with my teacher in Yuzhu Cave, but I didn't expect that I would come out of seclusion. My teacher had already left a message to come out of the mountain."
"I just thought that even my mentor had come out of the mountain, so why should I continue to retreat?"
As he said, he gathered the wind and thunder wings behind him and fell to the ground.
After landing, Yang Jian and Nezha were surprised to find that the wings behind Lei Zhenzi had completely restrained, and the face on his face had returned to his normal appearance.
It's no longer like "blue-faced, fangs, and hair is like cinnabar".
Yang Jian praised: "My junior brother seems to have gained a lot in recent years."
Lei Zhenzi nodded: "I finally digested the spiritual power of those two fairy apricots. Now I have finally cultivated to the realm of the celestial fairy... It is still far behind Nezha and the second brother."
Xia Qingyang didn't say much when the disciples of the three generations of the Academic Sect reminisced about the past, but just stayed quietly by the side.
With the help of Xue Linglong, the body of the witch clan has recovered to a certain level, and it is indeed time to be almost done.
Just after Lei Zhenzi and Yang Jian and Nezha had finished reminiscing about the past, he finally noticed Xia Qingyang next to him.
He asked politely: "What do you call me fellow Taoist?"
Xia Qingyang was surprised... Did Yun Zhongzi's disciple not know him?
Yang Jian hurriedly said, "Lei Zhenzi, you are so confused... This is Uncle Qingyang from Jie Sect..."
Lei Zhenzi was shocked and asked, "Sect Master Jie?"
Yang Jian and Nezha were both speechless, but it was not a big deal that Lei Zhenzi was overreacting. After all, the impression of the hostility of the Second Sect of the Chanjie Sect was deeply rooted in people's hearts.
But who knew that before the two of them could explain it to him, Lei Zhenzi suddenly realized something...
"You are the Qingyang Ancestor!!"
"The peerless murderous man from the Three Realms has killed my seven uncles, the old demon Qingyang who has killed me!"
Xia Qingyang: “…”
He felt very upset.
Lei Zhenzi was already excited and pulled out the Fenglei Golden Stick, and was about to hit him on the head...
But the next moment he was tied up and could not move on the ground.
Xia Qingyang did not take back the golden rope, but waved his hand to Yang Jian and Nezha tiredly, and then left without saying a word.
When will he take the blame?
Then he touched his face again... and actually called him "Qingyang Old Demon"? How old is he old!!
Chapter completed!