At this time, Yang Jian, a fledgling, a small earth immortal, is far from the future humerus of the heavenly court, the god of the golden immortal.

Under Shen Le's deliberate guidance, Yang Jian went farther and farther on the wrong road.

Especially when he saw Shen Le along the way, he did his own thing, drove away the flood, and rescued the people.

What a good fairy!

He became more and more sure that Uncle Shi was his chance.

It took two days to accompany Shen Le and traveled to all the Yi counties near Guanjiang.

"Uncle Shi, I wonder if the disciple can go to heaven?"

On the way home, Yang Jian finally couldn't help but open his mouth and asked cautiously.

Since Tianmu Divine Power saw Uncle Shi's mighty divine body form, he felt the power of the Water Dividing Sword on the spot.

There is also Uncle Shi's behavior of representing the heavenly court, not fearing the dragon clan, enforcing justice, and killing the evil dragon.

He was tempted, and it matched his creed perfectly.

Isn't the purpose of cultivating a body to kill demons and uphold justice?

Shen Le hung Yang Jian's appetite all the way, and waited for him to take the initiative to speak, pretending to think for a moment, and asked:

"Do you have merit in the mortal world?"

"Disciple, there is no ......"

Yang Jian was a little annoyed when he heard this.

He learned from his uncle that if he wanted to become a heavenly immortal, what he needed was incense and merit.

But he has been obsessed with cultivation for the past ten years, and he has never thought about it.

"It doesn't matter, you don't have it now, it doesn't mean that you won't have it in the future, you see, today you cut down an evil dragon at the mouth of the Guanjiang River, is it a merit for the heavenly court and the mortal world?"

Shen Le said leisurely.

"This!"

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, no wonder Uncle Shi didn't kill the dragon himself, but let him and those heavenly soldiers behead.

It turned out to be to give them an opportunity, and sure enough, Uncle Shi is so righteous, it must be a great opportunity for me Yang Jian.

"Don't be happy, this merit can only be used as a heavenly soldier guarding the door at most, if you want to be as comfortable as those heavenly soldiers under me, it is not enough."

Shen Le poured a basin of cold water at the right time, wanting to promote and suppress first, wanting to capture and indulge, and take it!

Hearing this, Yang Jian hurriedly asked, "Has Uncle Shi taught me?" ”

"Will you follow me for a while and see with your own eyes what merit is and what justice is?"

Shen Le said these ambiguous words based on Yang Jian's personality preferences inferred from the book.

Yang Jian was overjoyed when he heard this: "The disciple is willing." ”

"You take care of the affairs of the mortal world, and we will meet at the mouth of the Guan River."

Leaving a word, Shen Le drifted away.

Yang Jian stepped on the golden light and couldn't wait to rush in the direction of Meixian.

Shen Le saw Yang Jian walking away, changed his posture, shrunk into inches, and leisurely fled in the direction of the Guanjiang River.

He walked all the way to the Longwang Temple in Guan County, and as soon as he arrived at the door, he saw people talking about something around the door.

Releasing his divine sense to listen, Shen Le was stunned.

"Who is it that stripped the temple and tied it to the stone pillar at the door? Could it be that the big water just now was the dragon king's anger? ”

"The Dragon King is angry! We will surely offer incense and ask the Dragon King for forgiveness! ”

I saw that the temple was stripped naked, tied in front of the door, and the mana was given on his body, which was condensed into a line of words.

Seeing this scene, the people were not only not relieved, but panicked.

"Is there a literate person who recites the words on the body of the temple blessing? If it's the Dragon King's request, let me know. ”

An elderly man asked, but the people present are all civilians, where is there a person who can recognize the whole word.

Shen Le's curiosity was aroused, and he gathered his divine sense on Miao Zhu.

I saw that Miao Zhu wrote a line of words on his body, as well as the payment, and wrote:

"The temple wishes to make money by means of incense, and is embarrassed to be in cahoots with the evil dragon, and also likes the good of the dragon and yang, and forces the good man to be a prostitute!

Today, there are heavenly soldiers under the command of the four seas dividing the water, eliminating harm for the people, punishing the temple first, and then going to kill the dragon! How unhappy!

Yang Li Daxian and Nezha Dashi stay. ”

Shen Le: "......"

Good you sheep power, good you Nezha!

How can you say such a thing! Insult me to the name of the general of the water!

When I go back, the family law will serve!

Thinking of this, Shen Le was ashamed, found a secluded place, and pinched his hands.

I saw that the handwriting on the body of the temple zhu suddenly emitted a golden light.

Then, a majestic male voice came from the hall:

"Guanjiang Dragon King, do not perform the duties of the river god, for the evil side, today we represent the heavenly court to cut it, and also Guanjiang Taiping, you wait for the future, you don't have to offer incense!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw a handsome young man dressed in golden armor, carrying a sword at his waist, and exuding golden light, pushing the door out of the main hall.

Raising his hand, the handwriting on Miao Zhu's body slowly dissipated, and he nodded to the people who were already kneeling in fright.

Then he stepped on the clouds, flew into the sky, and disappeared.

After Shen Le finished all this, he let out a sigh of relief and quietly walked away.

That's right, not only did not reveal his identity, did he have those stupid actions, but also returned the masses to a blue sky.

After Shen Le left, the people carefully raised their heads and looked into the main hall.

I saw that the two dragon king statues had already been beheaded, and I was immediately shocked.

"There are really immortals who helped us kill these two and two dragon kings?"

"Like, yes!"

"This is a good immortal, it's a pity that he didn't leave any honorific titles, otherwise I would have waited to worship that day and night!"

"My son read the book for a few days, and when the golden words dissipated just now, he said he recognized a few words."

"Tell me, those words?"

"The Four Seas Divide the Water!"

The people talked a lot and finally made a surprising decision.

"Good! We will change this temple to the Temple of the Four Seas Dividing the Water! Good life offering! ”

Shen Le walked to the mouth of the Guan River, and saw Nezha and Yang Li sitting around the golden cymbal from a distance, as if they were facing a great enemy.

From time to time, the golden cymbal was knocked with a gold brick, which made a loud noise.

Shen Le: "......"

After knocking like this for two days, I was inexplicably a little worried about Aobai's mental condition.

As if sensing Shen Le's breath approaching, Jin Cheng suddenly shook and a weak voice came out.

"I can't stand it anymore, this knocking of cymbals day and night, kill me! Give me a good time! ”

"Hey! Dare to speak! ”

Yang Li jumped up instantly, and before Nezha could react, he snatched the gold brick from his hand.

“Duang！”

"I don't believe it, I can't control you! Sample! ”

In Nezha's angry gaze, Yang Li handed out the gold bricks with satisfaction.

Nezha took the gold brick, and there was nowhere to vent the matter of being preempted by Yang Li, and his eyes locked on the golden cymbal.

"Tell you TM!"

Another "Duang!" ”。

A terrible dragon roar came from the golden cymbal.

“……”

Shen Le covered his face and fell into self-doubt.

Putting Nezha and Yang Li together, is it right or wrong?

I'm afraid it's not much better than Nezha's original Heavenly Court anti-bone character, right?

He even began to feel sympathy for what happened to Ao Bai.

Forget it, send him on his way, and return him to a clean place.

Thinking of this, Shen Le casually waved a breeze in his hand and pushed Nezha and Yang Li away.

Seeing that it was Shen Le coming back, Nezha and Yang Li stood aside honestly.

Shen Le put his hand on the golden cymbal, and the mana continued to pour into the golden cymbal, speeding up the refining speed.

"I can finally die!"

In the golden cymbal, there was a voice like Ao Bai's relief, and Shen Le didn't say anything more, just silently operating his mana.

At this moment, in the upper reaches of the Guan River, a familiar voice came.

"Shen Daoyou! Keep people under the cymbals! ”