Nezha asked pointedly, "Teacher, shall we return this time?"

The bear child obviously thought about the last time he caused trouble for Duobao Daoren, and at his age, it was so interesting to base his happiness on the pain of others.

Deng Chanyu shook his head, the same trick can't be used twice, and Zhen Yuanzi is like this, to put it mildly, his luck has passed, but whenever there is a chance to become holy, he will waste it, or he will not seize it.

Fresh graduates are not employed, and an old bird like him, who has been wandering in society for so many years, still wants to compete with newcomers? Times have changed, and now this is not his time, and to pull out a role, except for making him a conspicuous bag, has no practical meaning at all.

"Wait and see what happens."

"Oh."

Zhen Yuanzi has always been friendly with the exposition of the sect and the Yuan Shi Tianzun, so the relationship with the sect will not be very good.

This time, the least number of immortals came to the sect, and Deng Chanyu came here anyway, and the sect only came to Duobao Dao and the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.

Duobao Taoist still has a black face, originally just slightly fat, and now it has reached the point where it is seen horizontally as a round side, this appearance is really not good, but as long as he is present, then no matter from any angle, he seems to be the center of the whole world, obviously a Taoist with such an ordinary appearance and figure, but he has an innate self-confidence, this two sermons failed, not only not decadent, but more and more frustrated and courageous.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit held her head high, looking full of fighting spirit, her eyes sharp and aggressive.

Nezha asked in a low voice, "Teacher, that black fat man seems to be more powerful?"

The realm of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is nothing remarkable in Nezha's eyes, the two sides let go of their hands and feet, fighting for life and death, and it is difficult to say who wins and who loses.

In his opinion, Duobao is really strong, so strong that he can't imagine a realm.

Don't talk about Nezha, Deng Chanyu, a teacher, doesn't have the confidence to defeat Duobao Daoren.

Now the realm of Duobao seems to be very, very close to the Styx and Haotian, it should only be a layer of window paper, and the second corpse has not yet been cut out, but it is already close at hand, so close that it is impossible to restrain the coercion of the quasi-saint on weekdays, so that Nezha, a killing god with a keen natural spiritual sense, feels palpitations.

Lei Zhenzi and Ji Fa also faintly trembled when they saw Duobao Dao people, what were they afraid of? I don't know, but I'm afraid.

With a wave of the sleeves of Duobao Daoren's robe, he forcibly contained the coercion that escaped from himself.

Deng Chanyu has a measuring ruler in her hand, and she still has some confidence, she encouraged her disciples: "Where there is a will, there is a way, and one day, you will also come to this realm."

Nezha's qualifications are very high, as long as he guards against arrogance and rashness, don't wave, it's really hard to say where he will go in the future, but it is definitely higher than the lotus body in his original time and space.

The Xuandu Grand Master of the Human Sect was still not present, and the cloud bed of the Human Sect was empty, and everyone took it for granted, the people were too clear to pass on the face, and Zhen Yuanzi was not in a rut.

One after another, some immortals from the side door of the left road arrived, and their cultivation was generally not high, Deng Chanyu just glanced at it and didn't look at it again

The guests are seated, and the host appears.

Zhen Yuanzi is the power of beheading two corpses, in the past, the seat in Zixiao Palace was second only to the saint, and the generation was here, he put on a shelf, and no one could say anything.

Lingcha and Lingjiu were served in turn, and each guest had one ginseng fruit in front of them, even Xiao Qingluan and Ji Fa.

It can be seen that Ji Fa saw the ginseng fruit for the first time, and when he saw this doll-shaped fruit, he was quite shocked in his heart, and when he saw Lei Zhenzi start to eat it in a big way, he licked it a little.

Xiao Qingluan, on the other hand, was pondering how to take one quietly, because the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit on the cloud bed opposite had been staring at her.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit thought that it was really unseemly for her to sit with the outer gate immortals in a grand manner.

Xiao Qingluan is Yunxiao's mount, Yunxiao is a disciple of the sect, it does not mean that she is also a disciple of the sect, it is said that she can be ignored, but she is stared at so clearly, it is difficult to secretly take a fruit.

"Little uncle," she lowered her voice and asked for help.

Deng Chanyu bowed: "You eat yours, I'll just go back and bring it to Yuanxiao."

Mortals have the best effect of eating ginseng fruits, human immortals, earth immortals, and even heavenly immortals may also have a little effect, she is a golden immortal, unless she eats the ginseng fruit tree, such one or two fruits are really useless to her.

"Oh, okay, thank you, Uncle Junior." Xiao Qingluan ate the ginseng fruit in front of her, and if she didn't eat it, Nezha would rob her.

Eating and drinking, learning from the experience of Duobao Dao people, Zhen Yuanzi did not preach this time, just for fear of causing some unnecessary trouble, he went directly to today's topic.

The old Taoist smiled, it was a kind of joy that burst out from the bottom of his heart: "The old Taoist thinks that he still has one or two points of good fortune, and he happened to get a treasure some time ago, and now I am willing to appreciate it with all of you."

Treasure? Deng Chanyu's eyes couldn't help but look over.

can be taken out by Zhen Yuanzi with such fanfare, it must not be an ordinary magic weapon, right? She didn't use her divine sense, but looked at the immortals with her afterglow, whether it was expounding the teaching, intercepting the teaching, or the Western teaching, the immortals present were a little surprised, as for whether this surprise was faked, she couldn't tell for a while.

As for those scattered immortals, they didn't know the deep meaning of these words for a while, Zhen Yuanzi took out something casually, and it was a treasure in their eyes.

Qingfeng and Mingyue, the two Taoist boys, are one of the forty-eight disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, and at this time, Daotong Mingyue carefully took out a treasure box, the box was covered with golden satin, looking at the outline, it was boxy, just like a box used to hold human heads in ancient war films.

What is this? All the immortals looked puzzled.

Deng Chanyu is more active, but she doesn't think it will be a head, what is Zhen Yuanzi doing with a head? She probed a little with her Divine Sense, and the box had a prohibition, completely blocking her Divine Sense, and she couldn't see what was inside.

Zhen Yuanzi smiled, and without waiting for the immortals to guess, he personally revealed the answer, and saw a small bell decorated with sun, moon and stars, earth, fire, water, and wind patterns on the surface of the treasure box.

"Could this be the Chaos Clock?!" The general trend of Western Religion subconsciously stood up, his eyes widened, and there was no trace of greed in his eyes, as if he was really surprised.

Maitreya glanced at him with a smile, he hurriedly apologized to Zhen Yuanzi, and sat down again, his body straight, but his slightly trembling hands still revealed some of his true thoughts.

Duobao Daoren and Guang Chengzi Qi Cultivation Kung Fu arrived home, and the sky collapsed in front of them and their colors remained unchanged, but they just glanced at the bell body calmly, and then turned their eyes away, and each lowered their heads slightly, not knowing what they were thinking.

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