Nezha Breeding Manual

The symptoms started to appear two months ago.

At that time, the underworld errant who was on duty every day had already noticed the abnormal movement from under the Lingyuan. At first, it was only vague, like an illusion, but now it became more and more obvious.

The underworld controls the cycle of life and death of the souls of the six realms, and has strict regulations on where the souls of each level should go.Some souls need to go to the sin pool and suffer a hundred years of punishment before they can be reborn, while some souls only need to walk across the bridge of Naihe once and forget the past before they can be born again.

And Lingyuan is the ultimate of all reincarnation, and also the deepest forbidden place in Hades.All the souls that are driven into the spiritual abyss will be refined into the nutrients of the six realms, and there is no possibility of rebirth.

Except for the alien soul that was suppressed into Lingyuan 1000 years ago.

It can neither be melted by the spirit abyss, nor can it break through the blockade of the spirit abyss, but it has been imprisoned in this way year after year, neither born nor dead, neither scattered nor destroyed, as if it was sealed and fell into a deep sleep, never There was nothing unusual about it until two months ago.

When the incident happened, Black and White Impermanence was bringing a group of fresh souls that had just been captured to the banks of the River Styx, waiting for an extraditionist to appear on the wide and swift river.

There is no light or darkness here, and the fog gathers everywhere, as if returning to the muddy chaos where the world is not divided.Countless other-bank flowers sprinkled profusely on both sides of the river reflected the reddish river water and dyed through the white mist.It seems to be watching how a piece of plain silk falls from the sky little by little, and how it is painted with this deep, rich and intense blood color inch by inch, smooth and charming.

As soon as the spirit boat touched the shore, a huge boom came from the direction of Lingyuan, shaking the flowers on the other side of the river.Even a few souls who were squatting on the bank in a daze also fell in, and sank below the river surface after only a few futile thumps, becoming the nourishment for countless bright red flowers on both sides of the bank.

A nearby soul struggled to grab the boat pole in the hand of the extradition man, begging to pull him aboard.The extradition man picked up the boat pole and threw him aboard. The dying soul curled up in the boat, covered with centipede-like roots of Bianhua flowers, and some even had small pink buds.

"It's incomplete, even if it's reincarnated, it's a fool." The extraditionist glanced at him and shook his head.

"Did the movement just now come from Lingyuan?" Bai Wuchang asked his companion beside him as he stretched out his hand to hold down the hat on his head that was tottering by the wind.Heiwuchang nodded: "Who is on duty today?"

"This..." Bai Wuchang tilted his head and thought for a while, "It should be that aunt Wangchuan?"

As soon as she finished speaking, a pale light rose from the direction of Lingyuan, scattered countless light spots of floating dust, and rolled towards the entire Hades with an extremely majestic and magnificent momentum.The soft air was stirred into a sharp vortex by this force, and the surrounding buildings, peak stones, and flowers were all flattened and crushed layer by layer.

The water surface of the Styx River also suddenly stirred up, and the turbulent surge swept towards both banks like an uncontrollable wave.The spirit boat, which had always been on the river surface like walking on flat ground, also became shaky and fragile under this sudden and extreme swaying, almost capsizing.

At the moment when the turbulent waves swallowed the shore, a translucent red yarn embroidered with golden patterns stretched out from nowhere, piercing through layers of broken stones and flowers, and easily rolled up the dilapidated spirit boat and the extradited man who had almost fallen into the water. on the shore.A thin layer of satin dyed the entire river crimson when it rubbed against the Styx River.

Nezha let go of his hand and let Huntianling dive into the river, nimble as a red-scaled dragon, and quickly swam along the Styx River. The river, which was still turbulent just now, quickly returned to calm under Huntianling's control.After doing all this, Huntian Ling broke through the water and flew back towards Nezha with a few blood-red silks of the Bianhua flower.He raised his hand holding the purple flame spear, and wrapped the red silk around his body around his right arm, automatically without wind.

Behind the good-looking young man, there are several solemn and solemn three Qin soldiers in the altar of the gods.

Seeing this scene, the gods and countless souls of the underworld in Huahai immediately knelt respectfully: "See the great god of the Santan Haihui."

Nezha looked past the countless chaos in front of him, and went straight to the source of the white light. His voice was cold and harsh: "Seal the Lingyuan, and get rid of all irrelevant creatures."

"Yes!"

Soon, Black and White Wuchang and the extradition person left the place with the rest of their souls.Except for the vanguard who followed Nezha and flew straight to the border of Lingyuan, the other heavenly soldiers and the underworld soldiers were responsible for completely isolating Lingyuan from other places in the underworld.

Lingyuan was born in a huge crack in the desolate wilderness, surrounded by a deep and psychedelic fog of corpses, and there are rugged and continuous peaks everywhere, intertwined into a solidified sea wave.Some people say that it was formed at the beginning of the birth of the world. After the death of countless lights, stars and dust, it became the first underworld, and it also gave birth to Lingyuan, the scar of the six realms.After experiencing vicissitudes, it was finally hidden under this eternal night.

When Nezha came to the edge of Lingyuan, he saw Shisheng and his envoy Chaluo were already there.

"See the Great God of the Three Altars." Cha Luo wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and knelt down to salute the young god who had just landed.Shi Sheng turned his head and exchanged a nod with Nezha as a salute, "The third prince came just in time, have you seen the situation outside?"

"I see. Hades needs to change the soul boat." Nezha replied.

Shi Sheng frowned, and sighed: "Has it spread as far as the Styx River?" Nezha glanced under Lingyuan: "Is it that alien species?"

Under the spiritual abyss, it is dark and vast, and from time to time, there are many blue and bright purple-white lightning knots flickering inside, interweaving into a strange and grotesque beauty.If you stare for a long time, you will have the illusion of seeing the night sky being torn apart under your feet, revealing the truth of the mysterious and vast universe behind the sky.It seems that there is another sun under the abyss, as long as you jump down, you will lead to another universe.

"That's right. That alien species has been suppressed in Lingyuan for thousands of years, and has been in a deep sleep state. Now it seems that there are signs of waking up." Shi Sheng's tone was slow and heavy, "His activities this time let him The power of Lingyuan has become very unstable, and even spread out..."

Before he finished speaking, there was another muffled sound from the depths of Lingyuan, which was deafening.Immediately afterwards, more and more intense white light penetrated from inside, as sharp as a lightsaber piercing through the extreme night.The mountain began to vibrate, and countless rubbles rolled down, as if it would collapse in the next second. The ground trembled and split, revealing deep black gaps. The indestructible cage of the underworld was shattered, and countless vicious vengeful spirits surged out one after another. The shrill laughter lingered in the air.

"Cha Luo, tell them that those undead are absolutely not allowed to escape from Hades!"

"Yes, Lord Underworld."

"Shaolan, you go too."

"Yes."

Soon, Shao Lan and Cha Luo joined the ranks of the Heavenly Army and Yin Soldiers staying outside, chasing and killing the scattered fugitives.

Nezha ascended to the top of Lingyuan on the hot wheel, and faintly heard a strange sound like breathing coming from below.He frowned and carefully identified it for a while, and found that there were indeed living creatures underneath.There is no doubt that it must be that alien species.

When another burst of white light hit, Nezha raised his hand and threw out the Qiankun circle to strike straight at the beam of light.The golden-red divine light and the pale light under the Lingyuan fought desperately. Nezha spun the purple flame sharp spear in his hand violently, and drew several bright fire blades to suppress the light source.The surrounding heavenly army also gathered their divine power in one place, forming a golden mask that slowly descended.When the flames and lightning intersected and burst apart, Nezha suddenly stopped when he heard the slow breathing, and whispered something.Immediately afterwards, there was a huge wave of psionic energy that almost rushed out of the Lingyuan, and Nezha was completely involved.

"marshal!"

"Third Prince—!" Shi Sheng panicked, trying to pull Nezha out of the skyrocketing white light, but found that it was difficult for him to even get close to those beams.

Nezha was surrounded by a blinding white light, being pulled deeper and deeper, and felt that he was getting closer to the source of the breathing sound, so he simply let himself continue to sink, wanting to see what was going on in the depths of the spiritual abyss .The circle of heaven and earth swirled back following the impact of the heavy white light, protecting Nezha in the circle, suspended around him, emitting a steady stream of golden and red light to form a barrier.

It didn't take long for him to stop falling, and the surrounding white light gradually weakened, as if he had come to a space without gravity, and there was a huge translucent stone floating in front of him, the whole body was silvery white with light gray.When Nezha looked carefully, he could see a faint human figure inside.

The stone floats up and down slightly in this space very slowly, making it easy to think of something like a heart.

Some murmurs that Nezha couldn't identify clearly came from inside, lingering gently in Nezha's ears.He looked at this fluorescent boulder coldly, and for some reason, he felt an inexplicable and subtle sense of familiarity.

Not mentally, but physically.

And his body was condensed from the Nirvana Red Lotus that had grown for tens of thousands of years.

Nezha raised his left hand, looked at the imprint of the fire lotus emerging from the palm of his hand, closed his fingers and clenched into a fist, his eyes were cold and cold, and the eyes that were black just now turned into cold gold with murderous intent.

Endless Samadhi True Fire spread out from the Hot Wheels at the bottom of his feet, surrounding the fluorescent boulder.Nezha jumped onto the top of the boulder, concentrated his divine power and struck it away with his palm. Numerous golden curse marks were reflected on the shiny silver stone surface, shaking it to the ground, but only for a moment.

He clicked his tongue, swung his gun and stabbed at it, but was bounced off by a burst of white light, and barely stabilized his figure by stepping on the surrounding flames.At the same time, the noise-like murmur coming from the boulder became more and more obvious.

"It's such a trouble." Nezha said displeasedly, the dark gold on the irises also became more and more depressing, even revealing a kind of aggressive, dark and fierce.

The flames wrapped around his body like a snake, and the moment the flames dispersed, the young man in red and silver armor appeared with six arms, his palms were burning with red lotuses, and the divine lines at the end of his eyes were so blood-red that it was strange.The circle of heaven and earth trembled in his hand, and immediately differentiated into countless bodies to surround the fluorescent boulder. Majestic flames burst out from the circle of heaven and earth, locking it in the surrounding circle and roasting it.

Countless golden and red lights hit the boulder like a torrential rain, trying to beat it back to the bottom of Lingyuan bit by bit.

However, just as the boulder was sinking inch by inch, Nezha suddenly heard clearly what the figure inside the boulder said to him.

Immediately afterwards, he clearly saw Ye Wanqiu's panic-stricken appearance on the surface of the huge boulder shimmering with silver light.She seemed to be trapped inside, screaming at him desperately: "Third Prince! Nezha—!"

"Wan Qiu?"

Nezha's heart tightened, and after only a moment of distraction, the fluorescent boulder broke through the blockade of the Qiankun Circle and the Samadhi True Fire, bursting out a burst of powerful spiritual energy and rushing out of Lingyuan, even throwing Nezha out Inside Lingyuan.Those white lights are strange and sharp, and they will split anything they touch.Even if there was Huntianling protecting Nezha, when he left Lingyuan, his body would still be covered with scars.

"Marshal!" Ji Xiao, the leader of the vanguard, didn't care that the white light that had rushed out of the Lingyuan hadn't dissipated, so he went up and pulled Nezha back, half of his arm was cut bloody by the light.

Seeing this, Nezha quickly protected the opponent behind him, and built a golden-red barrier with one hand to resist all attacks.After landing, he immediately backhanded Ji Xiao who was badly injured, healed him quickly with divine power to stop the bleeding, and let Shao Lan and other heavenly troops who came running up after him take him down to rest.After doing all this, Nezha was free to press his hands on his most seriously injured neck, his brows were furrowed, and his expression was faintly agitated.

He is the incarnation of a lotus flower, with no cold, no heat, no temperature, no pain, even if he is injured, there will be no blood gushing out, only the condensed golden red divine power will ooze out, and then he will soon return to his original state, even if the battle clothes are still on. damaged.

Shi Sheng came over and saw that the wounds on the boy's body were slowly stopping the overflowing divine power and recovering. It seemed that there was no serious problem.It's just that the Huntian silk on his body has been destroyed beyond recognition because it has withstood too many fatal attacks for him.

"Third Prince, your magic weapon..."

"It's okay." Nezha didn't care too much, just took it in his hand, and waved it casually. The bright red spiritual weapon silk satin grew in his hand, and it was restored to its original shape in just a moment. There was not a single trace of damage on him.

At this time, the fluctuations in Lingyuan had gradually calmed down, Shi Sheng urged his divine power to detect and patrol around, and was a little surprised: "He seems to have sunk to the original position and has not moved."

"you sure?"

"That's it, Lingyuan's power has stabilized. Thank you God Realm, thank you Third Prince."

Nezha didn't speak, just stared at the depths of Lingyuan as if he was thinking about something, with a very bad expression on his face.

Shi Sheng looked at him, and suddenly smiled: "You are the first one who can come out of the spirit abyss alive. No wonder they all said that you are the only one who dares to go to the sea of ​​drowning in the God Realm."

drowning?

Nezha was slightly taken aback, recalling what Suchen said to him that day, recalling the scene where Ye Wanqiu repaired the broken gate in Guning Town completely unconsciously, recalling the only clear voice from the fluorescent boulder just now .

The alien said, you are not her, you just have her blood and breath.

Seeing that Nezha remained silent, Shi Sheng suddenly asked, "What is the third prince thinking?"

The boy closed his eyes, and silently removed the golden layer on his irises: "There is something, I must find out."

"What does the third prince mean?"

"I want to see a name in the book of life and death."

Shi Sheng looked at the young man in front of him with some surprise. In his impression, Nezha, as a god who has the destiny of killing stars and has been used to leading troops for thousands of years, has always been very indifferent to the life and death of any living beings. .Even more than half of the felons who were exiled to Lingyuan in the past were captured by him.

"I don't know which world it was born in, what's its name?"

"Human world, Ye Wanqiu."

Shi Sheng was stunned for a moment, and suddenly realized: "Is it her? She's back?"

"Ah."

"Okay. As soon as there is news, I will let Cha Luo pass it on to you."

"Thank you. Now that Lingyuan is stable, I'll go first." Nezha nodded perfunctorily at Chao Shisheng, raised his hand and released the marshal order, summoned all the heavenly soldiers of the gods, and quickly left the underworld.

At the same time, Ye Wanqiu who was sleeping at home suddenly woke up screaming in cold sweat.

In her dream just now, there was clearly a voice calling her over and over again, to go to the source of the voice.There are countless raging fires, countless divine lights, countless illusory red lotus flowers, and that extremely familiar young god.But when Ye Wanqiu had no time to rejoice, he saw Nezha looking at her indifferently, with no softness in his eyes, only a sharp and cold killing intent, the Qiankun circle and the purple flame spear in his hand They were all facing her, as if they wanted to kill her.

That look made her stiff with fear, and she kept calling his name.Finally at a certain moment, Nezha seemed to hear her voice, his eyes trembled, but he was swallowed by the white light from nowhere.

Ye Wanqiu desperately stretched out her hand to grab him, but she could only wake up in vain, and only held onto the stream of clear moonlight shining in from the window sill.

What kind of magical realism dream is this? It's a pity that I don't write novels myself.She wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and face, got up and took a sip of water, and walked to the window sill to open the window further, so that the night wind could blow in more.

But when she lowered her head, she accidentally saw the beautiful young man who had just appeared in her dream standing under the dim streetlights on the street downstairs.

There is no difference between him and his dream, but his eyes are different.There was no trace of coldness or sternness in those dark and beautiful phoenix eyes, only eyes that were hazy by the light, deep and gentle.

Ye Wanqiu stared at him blankly, opened his lips slightly but could not make a sound, the cup in his hand fell to the ground, and with a bang, transparent water splashed all over the ground.

The wind calms down, the night calms down, light and time stand still.

Only the heart in her chest was still beating faster and faster, and it became the only living existence between her and the other party's eyes.

The author has something to say: I feel... struggling, maybe the collection can break through the thousand tomorrow?

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