PNB Chapter 262 Nezha Emerges from the Illusion
Chapter 262 Nezha Emerges from the Illusion
Jiameng Pass.
Upon hearing this reply, Wen Zhong slammed his fist on the table and stood up.
The four generals of the Demon Clan frequently looked at each other.
Mo Liqing frowned, his messy eyebrows furrowing tightly together, and he roared:
"Wasn't it said that the young general's master was a good-for-nothing with no magical power?"
The crowd was in an uproar.
All eyes turned to Wen Zhong.
Grand Tutor Wen composed himself, slowly sat down, and after a moment of contemplation, looked at the four generals of the Mo family and said:
"It seems that I, the old master, have been blind and have underestimated this person because of his master. Fellow Daoists, now that Chanyu has been defeated, I hope you will take action."
The four members of the Demon Clan did not refuse.
Mo Lihong patted the Hunyuan Umbrella placed beside her and said with a light smile:
"Grand Tutor, you can rest assured. Nezha is said to have extraordinary abilities, but he was also restrained in the illusion by my Hunyuan Umbrella."
"For every brat from Xiqi who comes, my Mo brothers will kill him!"
These words were incredibly inspiring to Wen Zhong, stirring his blood and making him shout "Clap!"
"Good! With your words, fellow Daoist, I am relieved!"
"You may fight with all your might. If you are truly entangled in any karmic debts, I will certainly petition the King to build shrines and temples for you, and all the people of Chaoge will offer incense. Even the greatest karmic debts will be settled."
The four demon generals exchanged a glance.
They both saw in each other's eyes a blazing, inevitable light.
Owning a temple means receiving incense offerings.
Thus, one can accumulate merit and virtue, eliminate karmic obstacles, and gain merit.
Mo Liqing drew his Qingyun Sword and stood up. The four men stepped down from the table, bowed, and said in unison:
"We brothers will go and capture that young general for the Grand Tutor and reclaim Qinglong Pass!"
Wen Zhong returned the greeting, spreading his sleeves outwards:
"This Grand Tutor has prepared a feast and awaits good news from the four fellow Daoists."
The four demon generals walked out with imposing airs.
This is Qinglong Pass.
Yang Jiao descended from the clouds and walked a few steps to Yang Jian, feeling that her younger brother was even more handsome than the last time they met.
Perhaps because of his improved cultivation, Yang Jian exuded an even stronger aura of an immortal.
Anyone who comes to see it is amazed.
"sister."
Yang Jian took a step forward, and when he called out "brother" to his sister, who looked much shorter than him, there was a sense of awkwardness in his voice.
An uncontrollable upward curve of the corners of her mouth.
A sense of responsibility to protect her arose within him, a feeling that he was the older brother.
Above the Qinglong Pass city wall, everyone watched as Yu Ding Zhenren's disciple effortlessly defeated Deng Chanyu, the Chaoge female general.
That demeanor, that graceful bearing, that formidable presence.
Even Huang Feihu, a veteran general who had led troops in battle for over twenty years, clapped his hands in admiration and praised it highly:
"What a formidable young man!"
It's even more impressive than his.
Jiang Ziya was even more incredulous, and muttered to himself again:
"Is this really Senior Brother Yu Ding's disciple?"
Is there another Jade Cauldron Immortal in the Three Realms?
Or perhaps, during the time he was away from Jade Void Palace, his master took in another disciple with the same Daoist name, Jade Cauldron True Man?
His heart trembled uncontrollably.
His eyes nearly popped out, and he exclaimed in surprise:
"Is it really the Jade Cauldron Immortal I know?"
The disciple of Master Yuding... knocked down the Five-Colored Stone, a magical treasure that Deng Chanyu had never missed, with a single move?
He also gave Deng Chanyu a good beating...
"Senior brother, you are so lucky."
Jiang Ziya wasn't envious or jealous; he hated it!
With such a background, how did he end up following his senior brother?
Why can't it be myself!
In the Chan Sect, although Jiang Ziya's cultivation was shallow and his ranking was low, he was still far inferior to Yu Ding Zhenren.
He exclaimed in amazement:
"This boy is indeed Yang Jiao's younger brother."
Upon hearing this, the generals atop the city wall were filled with shock and exclaimed in unison:
"He's Yang Jiao's younger brother?!"
Yang Jiao looked to be only a teenager, while Yang Jian looked to be twenty.
However, after Jiang Ziya's explanation, everyone realized that the two did indeed look somewhat alike.
But you've got it backwards!
They simply couldn't understand why the younger brother was so much older than the older sister.
Just when everyone was shocked.
Yang Jiao jumped up and slapped Yang Jian on the head, pointing at his nose and scolding him:
"What were you thinking just now? Don't think I don't know. You think you're so capable, huh? You think you can be my brother now, huh?"
Yang Jian's head was tilted to one side.
Without straightening up, he looked at Yang Jiao with his upturned eyes and smiled.
To flatter:
"It can't escape my older sister's discerning eye."
This infuriated Yang Jiao, who chased after Yang Jian relentlessly amidst the battle between the two armies.
Mosquito Taoist helped Yang Jiao to surround and intercept them.
At this point, everyone who had doubted whether the siblings were older or younger believed it.
Yang Jiao must be the older sister.
The person who is so powerful that they can disappear from their original spot in an instant, and who can render an enemy female general immobile with a single move, and return to their original position without even a wrinkle on their clothes, is someone who, if not their own sister, would have been in the sky before that slap even landed on Yang Jian's head.
At this moment, everyone stood on the top of the city wall, watching the brother and sister chase each other with fascination.
I was quite envious.
"How many incense offerings must one have burned in their past life to be born with children like these?"
Each and every one of them is an outstanding individual.
To become an immortal at such a young age?
Jiang Ziya suddenly paused.
Could the "uncle" that Yang Jiao was shouting about earlier really be that person?
If it really is the Jade Emperor, then there are clues to why Yang Jiao and her brother are so outstanding.
Jinzha and Muzha below are still trapped in the poison, clinging tightly to the exquisite pagoda that emits golden light to temporarily avoid the poison.
To everyone's surprise, this incredibly powerful disciple of the Chan Sect was actually Yang Jiao's younger brother!
They were filled with hatred.
Looking through the window at the dying Li Jing inside, he swore:
"Father, rest assured, we will definitely rescue you. The humiliation our Li family has suffered will be repaid a thousandfold by those surnamed Yang!"
After they finished speaking, a disdainful voice came from above:
"So ambitious?"
The moment Jinzha and Muzha looked up, their disheveled and astonished expressions were clearly imprinted in Nezha's eyes.
Nezha enjoyed several days of freedom in the illusion.
He saw himself grow up, even taller than Yang Jian.
They took Yang Jiao to heaven to steal peaches from the immortals.
It entered the sea and disturbed the Dragon King's palace.
They went to the monster's cave and looted some magical treasures that others didn't care about, to give to the Taiyi Zhenren who was deeply moved and satisfied.
If only all of this could happen.
Then Nezha wouldn't need to linger so long in the illusion.
He clicked his tongue softly, sounding quite disgusted:
"This Demon Crimson Hunyuan Umbrella is really terrible; the illusion was almost unable to be maintained by the second day."
It was only through Nezha's own continuous empowerment that the image remained intact.
He stood in the illusion, watching his other self roam the Three Realms.
Tsk.
If it weren't for that annoying Yang Jian interfering, Nezha really wouldn't want to wake up so soon.