I don't know when a layer of gray thick clouds accumulated in the sky, and the rain was like weaving, and the light wind formed a fog between the sky and the earth.

The third prince stood on a brown boulder on the top of the mountain, let the wind blow and wrap him, his clothes were fairy clothes, impervious to wind and rain, and the rain and mist formed a water slide down in the fog of his clothes.

At this time, from a distance, he looked like a teenager, standing alone on the top of the mountains in the wind and rain, his appearance was feminine and handsome, almost indistinguishable from men and women, his black hair was coiled on the top of his head, making his original young appearance a little more mature, and his eyes had a trace of loneliness.

He rose from his feet, and the light of the fire rose from under his feet, and then the whole person disappeared into the drizzle with the light of the fire.

The mouth of the Guanjiang River is also in the midst of wind and rain, and it is also a violent storm.

The abode of the immortals is often eternal wind and sunshine, and there are thousands of rui qi.

First, it can show its identity, secondly, most of them don't like wind and rain, third, when the wind and rain are full, it is always easy to cover up some spells, and fourth, the Immortal God Cave Mansion Treasure Hall has its own law to wash away the wind and rain.

The incense in the temple of Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun is not very vigorous, but it is by no means deserted, this temple is like his master, with a kind of coldness, people who have seen Yang Jian, when they see this temple, they will only feel that there is what kind of person has what kind of temple.

And when you see this temple, you will naturally have the appearance of this Erlang manifestation of the true monarch in your heart, which is from the influence of incense Shinto.

Although neither the Third Prince nor Yang Jian would ever take the initiative to ingest the incense wishes of sentient beings, their temples existed between heaven and earth, and it would inevitably be affected.

The third prince never entered his temple, and Yang Jian sat in the temple all the year round, refining the gods with the belief of all beings. In fact, it is not superior, this is like an entry into the WTO and a birth.

However, whether it is Nezha who walks between heaven and earth, has no fixed place and does whatever he wants, or Yang Jian who lives in the Zhenjun temple all the year round, their purpose is to make themselves go further.

The third prince walked the Three Realms with a lotus body, and Yang Jian, the true monarch of Erlang Xiansheng, sat quietly at the mouth of the Guan River with the Nine Turns of Xuangong.

"Brother Yang, I want to ask you to do me a favor. ”

The third prince Nezha sat there, twitching a silver circle between his fingers, looking closely at the picturesque patterns on the silver circle, with endless mystery, which made all the living beings in the Three Realms frightened.

Yang Jian was wearing a white dress in his temple, but his head was tied up high, looking noble and dignified, making it difficult for people to get close to.

He was looking at a book with a book in his hand, and when he heard the words of the third prince Nezha, he didn't raise his head, and he didn't even raise his eyelids, but he responded: "It's rare that you will also ask someone for help." ”

The third prince Nezha flicked the silver Qiankun circle that he was playing with between his fingers, he didn't pour any mana into the Qiankun circle, but the rune pattern forbidden condensed by the Qiankun circle itself naturally affected the void.

In the faint sound like a sword, the void was blurred and faintly vibrated as the Qiankun circle turned.

"The only person I respect Nezha is Brother Yang, and only you can help me and help me when I think about it. The third prince Nezha said.

Yang Jian put down the book in his hand slightly, looked seriously at the person in front of him who had always looked like a teenager, and said, "As long as you open your mouth, Jinzha, Muzha, Tianhua, Lei Zhenzi, none of them will help you." ”

"They can't take care of themselves, don't help me but ask me to save them. The third prince Nezha said.

"Jin Zha sits in Chentang Pass, although he doesn't walk around the Three Realms, you shouldn't have seen him for many years, he is not as you imagined, Mu Zha entered the Lingshan some time ago, under a pair of Wu hooks, the sword is like a storm, even his master can't help him. Tianhua also fought with the Golden Snake King in Huaguo Mountain in his previous life, and although he was blown away by the banana fan in the end, his skills were not actually exhausted, and Lei Zhenzi saw him once more than seventy years ago, do you know what he wants to do?"

"What to do?" The third prince Nezha never doubted what Yang Jian said, because Yang Jian never said big things, nor did he praise others casually, there are few people in this world who can be worthy of his praise, just as there are not many people in this world who can be worthy of his own fellowship.

He said that he wanted to completely transform himself into the thunder of the Three Realms, and he said that now that he is banned from the list of gods, it is better to live than to die, it is better to turn into this heaven and earth, maybe one day he will recondense the consciousness that has been dispersed, maybe there will be a difference, or it is possible to break away from the god list. ”

The third prince Nezha was stunned, his heart was flooded, among the friends in the god war, the most respected was naturally Yang Jian, and among that group of peers, Lei Zhenzi was the most silent among them, after the battle of the gods, Lei Zhenzi was on the god list, and he couldn't help himself.

Those qi practitioners who were strong for a while back then are now on the god list, compared to them, Nezha has another taste in his heart.

He couldn't imagine how terrible it would be if one day he was also on the list of gods, and he would be a person who needed to be at four o'clock and obey others.

"Is that okay?" Nezha thought of Lei Zhenzi's approach and couldn't help asking.

"I don't know, but it's worth a try, if it succeeds, then there will be one more statue of Thunder God in this world in the future, all living beings visualize, wish to condense life, maybe be able to reshape the three souls and seven spirits. Yang Jian said.

"Is that still him?" asked Nezha.

"Yes and no, no one can say what happened in the end. Yang Jian said.

"What if it doesn't work?"

"Naturally, it is scattered between heaven and earth. Yang Jian said.

Nezha sighed that he didn't say anything more in the end, and he himself also wanted to get rid of the shortcomings of the lotus root body. Although he has practiced this lotus body so far, it can be regarded as the world's most famous Dharma body, with three heads and six arms, but this lotus body is a little congenitally deficient, and now, it has reached the peak, and it is impossible to climb the peak as endlessly as Yang Jian.

"I heard that there is a lotus flower in the Yao Pond, born in chaos, blooming in ten thousand years, and forming a lotus plate in ten thousand years, the lotus seeds that bear out can give birth to new life like the human placenta, and only need to hide their own souls in it, cut off the past, and then sprout again, and what grows is not a lotus, but a human body. Nezha said.

"Where did you get this information? Yang Jian asked, he asked this as soon as possible, not because he doubted the authenticity of the news, but because he had actually heard of this, but if he wanted to fight the idea of that lotus seed, it would undoubtedly be a big crime, and he would go to Sendai.

Therefore, he immediately doubted the source of this news, although he sat alone in this Guan Jiangkou and did not ask about the world, but as long as he wanted to know about the big and small things in the Three Realms, he could always know, just like his sister Yang Chan lent the Baolian Lantern to the Nine Spirits Yuan Sage to use, he soon knew.

"The gray fox of Qingqiu told me. Nezha said.

Yang Jian's complexion did not change, although the Qingqiu Fox was one of the origins of the Divine War in the hearts of many people, and they all said that they were in trouble with the Three Realms, but he knew that although the Qingqiu Fox was a demon in the Three Realms, it was not the real root. But the treachery of the Qingqiu fox is beyond doubt.

"Qingqiu fox is precious to the white fox, the black fox is respected, and the gray fox is cheap. Yang Jian said: "But anyone who is in the lowly, but can stand out, is all the world's most beautiful people, even the existence of the heavenly beauty, the gray fox, you have to think twice." ”

"I know, but I want to try. The third prince Nezha said.

The sound of explosion and thunder suddenly sounded outside, and what was said in the Erlang Zhenjun Temple, of course, no one could overhear it, and neither could the ears of the wind in the heavenly court.