Black Myth: You and I are both destined

Nezha stared at Tianming with angry eyes.

"They look alike, but their demeanor is different."

Nezha glanced at Tianming coldly, and a barely perceptible smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

He knew that Tianming was using him, but Nezha did not expose it. He just said lightly: "Don't think you can use me at will." There was a hint of warning in his words, but at the same time there was also a sense of tacit approval.

The Taiyi Zhenren behind Nezha is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Kunlun and has a high status, while the Bull Demon is guarding the garden for Taishang Laojun. The Bull Demon cannot afford to offend either side!

Therefore, the Green Bull Demon cannot tell anyone about what happened today. Even if the Jade Emperor accuses him, he can only take the blame. If he doesn't want to die, he can just escape to the underworld.

Zhu Bajie looked at the scene in front of him and shook his head. He said to Tianming, "My dear nephew, this is a dangerous move. You are playing with fire and getting burned! Nezha has experienced many disasters in the mortal world. He only kills and does not save people. He is not someone you can easily mess with. If he gets really angry, we will be in big trouble."

Tianming smiled slightly. He knew that Nezha had seen through his cleverness, but Nezha was not really angry.

He whispered to Zhu Bajie: "Second Brother, don't worry, Nezha knows it clearly. He knows that this is a temporary solution. Otherwise, how can he make Qingniu shut up?"

Zhu Bajie scratched his head and chuckled, "Boy, you are always so bold, but this time it's really thanks to Nezha. Otherwise, we can't deal with this Green Bull Demon."

Nezha was listening on the side, his face still with that cold expression, but a hint of satisfaction flashed in his eyes.

Tianming already had a plan in mind. If he wanted to pull Nezha into his camp, he had to treat him with sincerity.

He took the opportunity to chat with Bajie and let Nezha listen to the whole story.

"Second Brother, time and space can be torn apart, so why can't we rewrite the past so that tragedy will not happen again?"

"As far as I know, Guanyin has been replaced by Sai Taisui, and the fake Guanyin has become Yuan Shoucheng, who tricked the Dragon King of Jinghe into joining the game."

"If we had waited until we were strong enough to go back and kill that fake Guanyin, perhaps all this wouldn't have happened?"

Bajie laughed!

"You think it's too simple!"

"Too much spiritual energy has been lost in the world, and yin and yang are in chaos."

"All things are born from yin and yang, and so is time. How can it be useful to only fix the surface without solving the root cause?"

"But what you said is indeed strange. I have met Yuan Shoucheng himself in Black Wind Mountain. Why don't we ask him after we go down to the mortal world? You still have to go there to get the root of the eldest brother."

Nezha stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel, with his hands on his chest and his brows slightly wrinkled. He had heard about these chaos, but did not investigate deeply. It was inevitable that he felt upset when he heard what he heard today.

"After taking the elixir, we will go our separate ways. You will have plenty of time to chat in the lower realm. Why are you talking so much now?"

Zhu Bajie pushed open the door of the alchemy room and said, "My dear nephew, it seems that they don't want to join us, so let's not waste our time and take the elixir first."

The golden light was shining everywhere, and the scene before them made them hold their breath.

Inside the alchemy room, everything seemed unusually peaceful, with the air filled with the faint aroma of magical grass.

However, the most eye-catching thing is the carpet on the ground embroidered with the word "longevity".

This is no ordinary fabric, but is woven from countless tiny, almost transparent threads.

Each silk thread was cut from the life palm lines of human beings. Under the power of Tai Shang, they were peeled off, woven, and finally turned into this carpet.

The patterns on the carpet are intricate, and each pattern tells a story of a soul.

Zhu Bajie and Tianming walked up carefully. The "creaking" sound coming from their feet seemed like the whisper of a lifeline, and seemed to be mocking the insignificance of mortals.

Here, this sound has become a symbol of longevity and immortality, giving people a strange sense of luxury.

The walls of the alchemy room were inlaid with various rare gems, and upon closer inspection, they turned out to be the eyeballs of the goblins' immortal pills!

They glow faintly in the dim light, complementing the lifeline of the carpet, creating an atmosphere that is both eerie and luxurious.

There are huge jade bottles placed in the four corners of the room. What is inserted in the bottles is not ordinary flowers and plants, but the legendary magical herb Ganoderma lucidum. Each leaf emits a faint fluorescence.

Zhu Bajie looked into the bottle curiously, and the next moment he covered his nose.

"This... this, the 72 demon kings of Huaguo Mountain have been turned into fertilizer for growing flowers!"

In the center of the room is an alchemy furnace made of thousand-year-old black iron. The furnace is engraved with complex runes. Under the reflection of the furnace fire, these runes seem to be flowing slowly, full of vitality.

Next to the alchemy furnace was a long table covered with animal skins, on which were placed various strange alchemy tools. The animal skins were engraved with the words "Red Flame Demon Lord", which seemed to be the name of the previous generation's Lord of Flame Mountain.

Everything here reveals an unimaginable luxury.

This kind of luxury is not the accumulation of gold, silver and jewelry, but an extreme pursuit and control of life, time and power.

Everything here made Zhu Bajie and Tianming feel unprecedentedly shocked. They knew that this was the so-called fairyland, a kind of luxury that mortals could hardly achieve!

Zhu Bajie and Tianmingzhan lifted the animal skin, and in front of them was a black iron table as smooth as a mirror, which was filled with various kinds of elixirs.

These elixirs look no different from human delicacies. Some are as translucent as crystal, some are golden like roast goose, and some emit an enticing aroma, just like a whole roasted lamb fresh from the oven.

They were attracted by the appearance and aroma of these elixirs and began to devour them.

"Eat quickly, nephew. These are all magical powers. If we don't use them, they will use them against us!"

"Don't worry, Second Brother, I will not leave a single tile behind in Tushita Palace today!"

Zhu Bajie grabbed the pills one by one, as if he was tasting the fat meat of the human world. He chewed them in big mouthfuls with a satisfied expression on his face.

Tianming was not to be outdone. He picked up the pills one by one, as if he was enjoying the delicacies of a Manchu-Han banquet. They ate in a heroic and unrestrained manner, as if they were having a feast of delicious food.

Each of these elixirs is made from the exquisite inner elixir of a monster. It is made by Taishang Laojun using his supreme magic power, combining the spiritual energy of heaven and earth with various rare materials.

These inner elixirs were originally the essence of the monsters' years of cultivation, but now they have become part of the elixir, giving the elixir extraordinary power.

Nezha, who was standing aside, usually looked down upon these elixirs, but when he saw Zhu Bajie and Tianming enjoying them so much, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

Zhu Bajie saw this and handed over a golden pill.

"Nezha, come and have a taste too. These monsters are dead. It's better for us to eat them ourselves than to leave them to those dog gods to eat."

Nezha took the pill, and now he is also one of the dog gods.

"You guys are really ugly when you eat. Wait until I bring it back home..."

"Great God of the Three Altars and Seas, why are you always so arrogant? The reason you couldn't beat our senior brother back then was because you didn't eat enough golden elixirs and didn't develop that iron head and brain."

"This monster has lost his inner elixir and is doomed to fail. Why don't you join us? We can eat their elixir and then avenge them. Then, no one owes anyone anything, right?"

Nezha looked at the glittering golden elixir, and the coldness on his face dissipated a little.

“I’m just trying it for a taste.”