"Haha... Is there no one left in Chanjiao? Even the coach Taiyi Zhenren has to go out to fight! Yo yo... there is also a little kid who appears!" Hou Yi laughed when he saw the two people fighting.

He scolded: "I mean, waiter, you haven't been weaned yet, go back to your mother's arms, don't come out and embarrass yourself!"

Hou Yi's voice was very loud, and his curses were carried far away. When they landed in the merchant camp, they caused a burst of laughter, and some people who were desperate for their lives also started to boo.

When Nezha was scolded, he was furious and his little face turned red. "That fellow, don't be so arrogant, I'll take your life!" Nezha shouted loudly, waved the tip of his gun, and went to look for the rear.

Yi fought hard.

Nezha hated it most when people laughed at him and said he was a child. In fact, Nezha is not young anymore. He is roughly in his thirties or forties. However, because he is the incarnation of a lotus flower, he will never grow taller. He still looks the same.

The childish look when he cuts off the bones to return to his father and cuts off his flesh to return to his mother.

Another sentence from Hou Yi hurt Nezha even more. Nezha's mother, Yin, died of depression long before Nezha was resurrected. She was also the person Nezha loved most in his life. Her death was the result of Nezha's death.

There will always be a scar in Zha's heart. Whoever wants to poke this scar will definitely have to fight to the death.

"Absurd! Nezha, what are you doing here? Hurry up and get out of here!" Master Taiyi felt sorry for his apprentice. Seeing his apprentice's little face turned red with anger and wanting to fight Hou Yi, he shouted at Nezha loudly.

"Master, that man humiliated me too much, I will never let go of him!" Nezha said angrily, his clear eyes now full of anger.

"Nonsense! Do you know who the opponent is, and you want to fight him to the death? Nezha, listen to the master's words and go back to the camp quickly. Your level is not enough for this battle. You are definitely no match for him. Don't lose it in vain.

Life." Taiyi Zhenren said to Nezha in pain and anger, "You see, even the division commander and uncle in the camp did not dare to fight. In the end, Weishi, the commander-in-chief of the three armies, was forced to take action in person. This is evident!"

"Master, who is that man? He was able to scare off so many uncles?" Nezha saw Master Taiyi warning him so solemnly and did not dare to be presumptuous. He couldn't help but be very curious about Hou Yi.

"This man's name is Hou Yi. He is a great ancient god. He was the first group of people created by Nuwa. Later he became a disciple of Taoist Hongyun and joined the Mie Taoism. The disciples of Mie Taoism always do not stain the world of mortals and do not stick to the world.

Karma rarely walks around in the world. You may not know his name, but there is one thing you must have heard of!"

"What's the matter?" Nezha's curiosity was completely aroused by Master Taiyi, and the anger in his heart slowly dropped unconsciously. He raised his little face and looked at Master Taiyi, as if listening to a story.

"Hou Yi shoots the sun!" Master Taiyi said word by word, each word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Were the ten golden crows that caused trouble in the world, were they shot down by this common man?" Nezha's little face was startled, and he looked at Hou Yi with round eyes.

"Yes, that's him! At that time, his cultivation level was just that of Daluo Jinxian. After practicing over the years, and with the unique cultivation conditions of Mie Taoism, his cultivation level has probably advanced to the late stage of Quasi-Sage. Now you should know him

Yes

Are you afraid?" Taiyi Zhenren patted Nezha's little face lovingly and said: "Go down, stop showing off, the people coming from the other side are all masters, most of them are at the level of your Deng Deng Master.

You are far from their match!"

After saying that, Master Taiyi glanced at the Jiejiao camp, sighed inexplicably, and said: "Even if I am a teacher, I am afraid that I am not their opponent! In this battle, if my teacher unfortunately dies, you must remember

Don't bear a grudge to destroy Taoism, and don't avenge your teacher. If you don't cause trouble, they won't make things difficult for you! If things go wrong, just go back to Qianyuan Mountain, and you won't be able to come out of seclusion from now on, and come out again after the great catastrophe!"

"Master!" Master Taiyi's tone revealed a strong ominous tone, as if he would be ruined if he left. Nezha felt a pain in his heart when he heard that, and two lines of tears fell down his face, and he leaned tightly against his face.

Master Taiyi refused to let go.

Master Taiyi stroked Nezha's head tenderly, with a burst of unbearability in his eyes, and said: "Idiot, idiot! The two armies are facing each other. Victory or defeat is a common thing for military strategists. It is not unusual for a teacher to die. Kill.

In this calamity, if you don’t have good luck, you will inevitably end up on the list of gods. Besides, after your teacher dies, you will also be on the list of gods. It’s not like you won’t be able to see your teacher in the future, so why should you be sad?

!”

When Nezha heard this, he felt a little comforted and felt a little better.

"Disciple, remember the words of my master! If my master dies this time, it will not be the destruction of Taoism or the interception of Taoism that will harm me, but your master uncle!"

After Master Taiyi finished speaking, he used a secret force in his hand to hit Nezha on the body. This secret force would not hurt Nezha, but only sent Nezha to the Chanjiao military camp.

Seeing Nezha fall in front of the gate of the Chanjiao military camp, Taiyi Zhenren felt as if a stone had fallen in his heart, and he was a little less troubled. Looking up at the clear blue sky, through the endless sky, it seemed that he had fallen.

Kunlun Mountain. "Master, for the dignity of the teachings and for your face, I have no choice but to give it a try!"

"Child Taiyi, do you want to fight or not? If not, go back and come up with someone else!" Hou Yi was still somewhat interested in watching Master Taiyi talk to Nezha at first, but by the time Nezha had gone down, he

Taiyi Zhenren looked up at the sky, and he didn't know whether he looked down on him or was stalling for time. Hou Yi felt a little unhappy and impatient.

"Since fellow Taoist is in a hurry to die, how can there be any reason for a poor Taoist to fail, so I will send fellow Taoist to the Conferring God Stage for a while!" Master Taiyi's gray beard was blown by the wind of the void, and it was like a piece of cake.

He said calmly, with an expression that was neither happy nor angry.

"Haha... Little Taiyi, please don't make me angry with these words! Didn't your teacher tell you that all the Taoist disciples I destroyed were unknown people on the list? But you should be careful and don't fall for my magic arrow.

, Accidentally, the person who made a god became the person who was made a god!" Hou Yi looked up to the sky and laughed loudly.

"Everything depends on fate. It's useless to talk too much. Let's see the truth under your hands!" Taiyi Zhenren seemed not to have heard Hou Yi's sarcasm. There was no wave in the ancient well, and he stood proudly in the void.

"Okay! This looks a bit like a real person. Fellow Taoist, be careful!" Hou Yi looked into the air with his left hand, and saw a flash of light in his hand, and a simple long bow appeared in Hou Yi's hand. Hou Yi held it with his right hand.
Chapter completed!