I collect waste in heaven

Chapter 1230 As a general, I don't know when the soul is broken

Two dogs fight, play off?
Seeing that the Great Sage and Erlang Zhenjun were arguing in dire straits, Xin Zhao silently waited by the side without speaking.

what?
Don't need two immortals to teach supernatural powers?
nonexistent!

So many skills do not overwhelm one's body, who can despise one's own skills.

"Hey, let's not talk and practice."

The Great Sage grinned and stared straight at Zhenjun Erlang, stretched his furry right hand forward, a golden glow shone in his palm, and there was a secret book condensed on his palm.

Xin Zhao, who was pretending to be transparent, had his eyes lit up.

Fiery eyes!

Cheats?

hiss!
That's great.

In fact, Xin Zhao was still a little worried. If he really let the two immortals teach him, it wouldn't be very troublesome if he couldn't learn it.

Right now, the Great Sage has directly condensed a cheat book.

Xin Zhao likes cheat books the most.

Immortal Realm Cheats, after opening it, the secret method in it drilled into his head, which is better than the quantum mechanical memory method.

Condensing the cheats, the Great Sage raised his eyebrows and gave a signal.

"You really think that I, Yang Jian, am scared!"

While speaking, a ray of light appeared in Zhenjun Erlang's palm, and a brown book revealing the secrets of magnolia appeared in his palm.

Faxiangtiandi!

"You really dare to give it." Seeing that Erlang Zhenjun seemed to be really moving, the Great Sage gasped, "This is your bottom-of-the-box skill."

"Don't you dare?"

"Ah……"

With a cold snort, the Great Sage threw out the cheat book with a wave of his hand, and the cheat book hovering in the air just landed in Xin Zhao's hands.

"I'm stepping down the steps for you. I'm afraid that your heart will hurt. I don't dare."

"Xin Zhao is my brother, why should I feel bad about teaching him some secrets?" Erlang Zhenjun laughed loudly, "As a general, I don't know when my soul was shattered, and I taught the Dharma and Heaven and Earth to my friends. It can be regarded as my special secrets, Yang Jian. Why don’t you want to give up this inheritance, hahahaha..."

Xin Zhao who received two cheat books was overjoyed.

Fiery eyes.

The law of heaven and earth.

These two supernatural powers can be said to be the housekeeping skills of the Great Sage and Erlang Zhenjun, and they are also top-notch among the supernatural powers of the immortals in the fairyland.Being able to obtain these two supernatural powers, Zhao Xinxin was naturally overjoyed.

Just ...

When he heard Zhenjun Erlang's words, his joyful mood inexplicably subsided a little, and he walked up with his gaze.

"True Lord, why are you talking about soul destruction?"

"Ah?" Erlang Zhenjun was obviously caught by Zhao Xin's question, and then he grinned and said, "Damn, I just said it casually. I am the general of Xianyu, who fought in the south and the north, and during this period of time The cave monsters are moving more and more frequently, who knows if there will be any accidents."

"Will not!"

Xin Zhao spoke abruptly, with a solemn expression.

"The True Monarch's mana is as powerful as the sky, so how can the evil spirits in the Catacombs be the True Monarch's opponent?"

Erlang Zhenjun was inexplicably stunned for a moment, looking at Zhao Xin's expression, he already knew what he was thinking.

"Hahaha, brother... you are a little too serious." Immediately, Erlang Zhenjun walked up to Xin Zhao and patted him on the shoulder, "I, Yang Jian, have few close friends in my life, monkey... He's one of them, and then there's Nezha, that brat, and you, Xin Zhao!"

"me too."

Xin Zhao nodded when he heard the words, but his expression was still a bit dignified.

"Okay, I was wrong just now, brother," Erlang Zhenjun grinned, patted Xin Zhao's shoulder and nodded uncontrollably.

At this time, even though Zhenjun Erlang had thousands of words in his heart, he couldn't say it.

It's hard to talk about feelings.

Sometimes a look, a hug, or a handshake are worth a thousand words.

"Come on, three-eyed monster, don't make such a sensational scene here." The impatient Dasheng couldn't bear this kind of scene the most, he grinned and said, "If you really die in battle, my old grandson will definitely avenge you. "

"Fuck your mother's fart!"

Zhenjun Erlang stared and scolded angrily, "I am the number one God of War in the Immortal Domain, invincible in the world, I will die in battle? But you monkey, don't be stabbed by the demon ancestor when you suppress the outbreak of the Hades, I don't have time to go to your grave. "

"Tsk tsk, number one God of War, my eldest son...have you forgotten who won last time?"

"I was careless."

"Who's winning!"

"If we have the ability, let's do it again."

"Who's winning!"

"Don't yell at me here, let's try again if you feel like it, this time I will let you do three tricks."

"I'll ask you who won."

Zhenjun Erlang blew his beard and stared in anger.

Who's winning.

Of course the Great Sage won.

Otherwise, when Xin Zhao first joined the group, why would the great sage note that he was Yang Jian's father?

The facts are there.

True Monarch Erlang really couldn't refute anything, so in desperation he could only wink at Xin Zhao secretly.

"Zhenjun, the auspicious time is coming soon." Zhao Xin pretended to be dignified, and Erlang Zhenjun also nodded, "Yes, yes, we must hurry up, or my old father-in-law will not kill me if the time is wrong. .”

How could the Great Sage fail to see that Xin Zhao and Zhenjun Erlang were cooperating, so he deliberately asked.

"Hey, hey, you're still playing sloppy, whoever wins, you tell me."

"Monkey, are you sick?" Erlang Zhenjun was never tired of being asked by the Great Sage, "You won, you won, you won, look at your useless energy, what are you pretending to do once you win. "

"We didn't pretend, you said that you are the number one god of war in the fairyland!"

"The Great Sage and the True Monarch are both gods of war." Xin Zhao was doing peacemaking in the middle, and he felt that if he wasn't here, the two brothers might have to fight on this happy day, "Let's still Don't delay, I would rather go a little earlier than delay the hour."

"That brat Nezha hasn't come yet."

Erlang Zhenjun looked down at the communicator in his hand, and there was still a dialog box with Nezha on the page, and the message he sent was half an hour ago, and Nezha has not replied yet.

"Little kid, I just don't have the concept of time." Dasheng said.

"Forget it, why not wait for him."

Erlang Zhenjun looked down at the time again, now the time for the engagement ceremony is very close, and he has to go to the West Sea to pick up the three princesses to hold the engagement ceremony in Xianghuolin Palace, relatively speaking, the time is already a little tight.

Just when Erlang Zhenjun was about to leave the mansion, a burst of fire rushed down from the void.

"Brother Yang Jian, I'm not late."

The person who came was the third prince Nezha who had been waiting for a long time.

At this time, Nezha looked very hurried, his clothes were dusty and messy, and he was breathing heavily as he landed in the courtyard of the mansion, holding his legs with his hands and grinning.

"The Great Sage is here too."

"I'll wait for you kid, hurry up...Old Zhao, is there any Nezha!" The Great Sage tugged on his suit, Xin Zhao nodded with a smile, "Of course."

As he spoke, Xin Zhao took out a slightly smaller suit and sent it over. Nezha also subconsciously followed the sound and looked at it. When he saw Xin Zhao, he was stunned.

"Zhao Bureau? You...why are you here?"

"Hurry up and put on your suit, the auspicious time for Zhenjun to welcome his relatives is about to pass."

Xin Zhao smiled slightly, Nezha didn't dare to delay and hurriedly changed into his suit, Zhenjun Erlang stood in the middle, Dasheng Xiaotiangou stood on his left side, Xin Zhao and Nezha were on his right.

When they walked out of the mansion, tens of thousands of heavenly soldiers were waiting eagerly above the auspicious clouds.

"Happy!"

With the proud voice in the void,

The guard of honor for welcoming relatives beat gongs and drums, and red clouds floated thousands of miles above the fairyland.

(End of this chapter)