Maybe it was because there was nothing to do about it, or maybe it was because he became calmer after venting, Nezha's anger gradually subsided, and the whole person also fell silent, sitting on the altar of gods and demons depressed, looking up at the stars in the sky, silent, as if he had forgotten the people outside the altar.

Everyone around them was stunned, looked at each other, and all of them looked cautious and vigilant, looking at each other.

Broken sorrow looked indifferent, there was a majestic luck on his body, forced by the previous momentum, a layer of crystal clear purple gold sword light lingered on the surface of his body burst out, hovering like a dragon, very majestic.

Even in the face of Nezha's devastating immortal coercion, he also has his own bearing, and the whole person stands indifferently, like the green bamboo in the pine and cypress in the mountains, swaggering in the wind and rain, and he is not moved at all.

After Nezha stopped and fell silent, a gleam flashed in his eyes, not only did he survive the luck and fear of the storm, but he was more determined to think before, and his face became more and more calm.

After a slight groan, he decided to pierce the last layer of window paper and reveal all his suspicions.

He sneered and said lightly: "The more angry you are, the more you prove that what I said before is correct, it seems that my guess is really right, Nezha, you still can't believe me after all!"

"Hmph!" Nezha snorted coldly, the words had already been said to this point, in fact, it was useless to hide it, he was not good at disguise, let alone justifying.

Broken Sorrow smiled slightly, looked at Nezha, who was blue on the altar, and said suddenly: "Nezha, the drunkard doesn't mean to drink, what you want is never the Xuanhuang Emperor's coffin, but the real body of the corpse king in the emperor's coffin, right?"

"You want to use that corpse king's body to refine an out-of-body incarnation for you, so that you can escape the control of the god and demon altar?!"

"Hiss......"

As soon as these words came out, the faces of everyone behind him changed greatly, and a large sound of gasping cold air sounded.

As soon as almost everyone here thought that Nezha might get out of the altar, they felt a chill in their hearts, and their scalps tingled with fear.

Jiang Yunfei was the only one in the audience, with mixed feelings and sorrows, his eyes looked at the sorrow and stopped talking, and his heart was uneasy.

Nezha's eyes flashed, knowing that he was too impatient and reckless in front of him, and had been exposed too much, so that Duan Chou had already guessed his true intentions, even if he denied it at this time, according to that guy's cunning personality like a fox, it would be impossible to believe what he said, so he couldn't help but restrain his anger, nodded indifferently, and admitted:

"What you said is right, the coffin of the Xuanhuang Emperor is fake, my real purpose is indeed to want your corpse king's true body, but I have accepted all the apprentices, of course, it is not that I can't believe you, but after discovering that you have a corpse king body in the earth fairyland, I want to prepare more and get myself out of trouble as soon as possible." ”

Speaking of the back, Nezha's voice was vaguely lonely, but he remembered the days when he was trapped in his father's Linglong Pagoda.

No matter how high his cultivation is and how strong his strength is, he will inevitably be suppressed by the pagoda, be on the list, stay on an errand in the heavenly court, and be sent by the Jade Emperor.

What is the marshal of Zhongtan, the third prince of Nezha, the illustrious general of Welling, the great god of the Three Altars of the Sea, seemingly majestic, but they are just dogs for others, who is truly detached and free, who will go to the heavenly palace to be bound by the rules and regulations of the heavens, and to be subject to the bird spirit of the Jade Emperor?

In the end, he is not as alive as Bi Ma Wen who made trouble in the Heavenly Palace and escaped to the lower realm. Perhaps it was because he envied his truly unrestrained and lawless nature that he would secretly disobey the rules of heaven and let the monkey live.

I don't know how the monkey is doing now, whether he is dead or alive, whether he was caught by the Jade Emperor, I heard that even the second brother Yang came out of the mouth of the Guan River and went to arrest him.

Nezha's words, the thoughts in his mind were chaotic, all of which were the scene of secretly letting Sun Wukong go on Huaguo Mountain at the end, remembering that it was precisely because of the dead monkey that he didn't know the severity of his hand, and knocked himself to this ghost place with a stick, so that he fell to the point where he is now, and even had to rely on people to snort, he was irritable and regretted not being at the beginning.

Could it be that all this is the ghost of the Jade Emperor? He knew that I secretly let Sun Wukong go and deliberately made a show for him, so he deliberately secretly dealt with me?

Yes! It must be like this! This bad old man is very bad, the Marquis of Fengxian County knocked over a table of tribute, he didn't rain for three years, and let the plague god drought poison the people, he can do such a lack of virtue, and what else he won't do.

Nezha's soul flew out of the sky at this time, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became, but he gradually became suspicious, and he always felt that he was in trouble now, and he was so miserable and depressed, it was all the Jade Emperor, a kind-hearted and black-faced dead old man, who was making trouble behind his back. Sometimes when he thinks about it, he, a disciple of three generations of expounding the teaching, the dignified Luo Jinxian, actually wants to be a thug for such an insidious guy, he is sad and angry, but it is really enough.

"Why are you going back? I can't catch the monkey, even if I go back, I will inevitably be punished by the Jade Emperor, maybe now, he has secretly seen my jokes in the heavenly court." ”

"Hmph! How can I Nezha be so easily manipulated by others, trying to make me give in, watching Prince Ben's jokes, it's a dream! It's a big deal that Prince Ben will stay here and won't go back!!"

In the blink of an eye, Nezha had already turned a thousand thoughts in his heart, and he was sure that the Jade Emperor was harming him, so he gave up the idea of returning to the Three Realms Heavenly Court early, thinking that he had now seen through his plan, he felt even more disheartened, and couldn't help waving his hand, turned around, and said:

"The prince who should say it has said it, since you have seen through it, then we have nothing to discuss, it's just that, you don't want to, and I, Li Nezha, don't force it. But don't worry, the promise we made before is still valid, Jiang Yunfei is the only disciple I have accepted in this world, and he has the important task of preaching in the future, and this prince will not hide his secrets and slack off on him. ”

"As for the restraint of this altar of gods and demons, you don't have to pay too much attention to it. Before, I was too eager to get rid of it, so I was so anxious for quick success, now think about it, your altar may not be able to trap me for a long time, maybe one day without you to rescue, this prince can also get out of this cage by himself. ”

Broken Sorrow Jian raised his eyebrows slightly, for some reason, after he heard Nezha's obviously somewhat excited words, instead of feeling happy in his heart, he felt a little uncomfortable and heavy for some reason. There is a feeling that the idol I admired and worshiped as a child is worn out in front of my eyes and shattered.

This scene is very similar to when he first watched Journey to the West, he once held high the golden hoop stick and roared angrily to the sky:

I want this day, I can't cover my eyes anymore, I want this earth, I can't bury my heart anymore, I want all living beings to understand my intentions, and I want all the Buddhas to disappear into the Monkey King!

In the end, I watched the Great Sage fall and become disillusioned, and after being suppressed for five hundred years, he was released, humbly kneeling in front of a mortal monk, lowering the head that had been unruly and unyielding, and obediently wearing the golden hoop.......

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