Please allow me to salt fish [Hong Huang]

"Children in the city, hurry up and die..."

Nezha stood up abruptly, being pulled by the arm by Yang Jian.

"Let go, let me tell them who is going to die!" Nezha said viciously.

The four sages of Jiulong Island shouted every day, but Yang Jian said that the people from Kunlun didn't come, so don't let him be impulsive, and Nezha was so angry that he almost died of anger.

"Going out and conflicting with them now, wouldn't it be a waste of all previous efforts." Yang Jian was very indifferent. He did not know how many ups and downs he had experienced along the way when he was apprenticed to a teacher. This kind of words are just a little ugly, and they can't hurt him at all.

The Jiejiao disciples were on their way, they had waited for 99 steps, and they were not short of this step.

Although Nezha understood the reasoning, he couldn't help but shake off his hand, and walked around the room irritably.

Ever since he was born, he has been happy with kindness and hatred, but he has never been so angry. He can't wait to pinch the four people outside into a ball and kick them out.

"I have troubled my two senior nephews to wait for a long time, there is no reason to be ashamed."

The sudden appearance of the voice startled the two of them, and approached them with their spiritual sense, the other party already had the strength to catch them all, and the two of them immediately felt like a formidable enemy.

Under the gaze of the two eyes, an elegant woman in white showed her figure and nodded slightly to the two.

"Greetings to Uncle Master." Yang Jian's expression froze, he confirmed the identity of the other party, and stepped forward to salute.

Although the Holy Mother of Wudang ranks high among the direct disciples of the Jiejiao, she is not well-known compared with Jinling, Guiling and even Sanxiao, and I can't collect much information about this uncle Yang Jian. Nothing surprising.

But it is the ordinary that is scary. Nezha's lawless character has been slightly restrained under the vigilance of his instincts, and he did not show the complaints he had just waited for.

Looking sideways to the outside of the city, Wudang slowly said: "I have known these four people before. They are my disciples from the outside sect. When they call for battle tomorrow, I will go out with you to meet them."

"But according to my uncle's orders." Yang Jian said respectfully.

The two on his side are both juniors, and their strengths are also far apart, so he naturally would not raise any objections.

Wudang nodded, but kept thinking in her heart, the reason why she didn't go directly to the four people on Jiulong Island was because if there was a conspiracy behind this matter, she would most likely fall into the other party's trap if she went alone.

If she dies before leaving the teacher, and someone provokes her, with the personality of the master, I am afraid that she will not be kind, and she may be used by others on impulse.

And together with Yang Jian Nezha, the two of them can also be a witness, and if the calculations of the people behind them do not include them, they can still pass on a message.

Thinking about the entrustment of His Majesty before leaving, Wudang felt that the biggest danger this time was still on him, and he must put his own safety first.

After resting overnight, the next day, the demon king came on time again.

This time Nezha flew down on the Hot Wheels without waiting for him to speak, pointing at the other party with a flick of the spear tip, and said, "Young master is here, let's see if your skills are as good as your mouth."

"Hahaha, Xiqi came over to shoot your little doll, is there no one?"

Wang Mo laughed, even though he could see that Nezha was very powerful, he still refused to let go.

"Judging people by their appearance, did Jujiao ever teach you such a stupid way?" Wu Dang came out of the city and reprimanded lightly.

Wang Mo was taken aback for a moment, then frowned, cupped his hands perfunctorily and said: "Senior sister Wudang has also gone down the mountain, why didn't you go sit with our brothers, so that we can fulfill our friendship as landlords."

The consequence of cutting off a large number of disciples is that the relationship between disciples is not very good.

For example, Zhao Gongming who likes to make friends can still get along well among the peripheral disciples, but he is not good at communication among the direct disciples, let alone the friendship with these named disciples.

And these registered disciples are not all friendly to the direct disciples, and many feel that Tongtian favors them too much, and they are dissatisfied.

Sensing the contemptuous attitude of the other party, there is no reason to be more vigilant, but on the surface, he said without revealing the slightest: "Xiqi is on behalf of the heavens to conquer the merchants, and to obey the destiny of heaven. The master has already ordered the intercepted disciples not to enter the world at will. Why do you want to help the evildoers?"

"Didn't Senior Sister come out too?" Wang Mo asked back.

Then he frowned, and said in a nonchalant tone: "Then Jiang Ziya is a disciple of teaching, and he can rely on Fulongting to obtain such great merit and luck, why can't I stop teaching. Brothers and sisters regret that they don't want to participate, we will do it ourselves, Do you still want to stop it like this?"

"Who told you that you can get merit and luck." Wudang grasped the point instantly.

People who practice Taoism know that merit, good fortune, and good luck can help their practice, so there is a reason why Wang Mo and others came to help Yin Shang after knowing this, but it seems that he only has a half-knowledge, and I am afraid that he has been regarded as a pawn.

However, Wang Mo didn't understand the meaning of Wudang's question, and said slightly mockingly: "It doesn't matter who said it, at least we waited for me. It is clear that I am the number one sect in the prehistoric world. Brothers and sisters don't want to make progress, but instead Avoiding battles and explaining teachings, wasting this great opportunity for nothing, it is better to let our unnamed disciples make a name for Jiejiao."

What kind of chance, it is clearly a calamity, if it is not for the fear that the disciples will die, why would the master confine them to Kunlun... It can be heard that Wang Mo has no doubts about the people behind him, and even has a heart of resentment towards the master. Sullen.

"What qualifications do you have to represent Intercept Education?"

"Not now, but soon." Wang Mo said.

After finishing speaking, Bi An took his seat, raised his sword and rushed towards Wudang.

With her left hand in the shape of an orchid, the Holy Mother of Wudang pushed Wang Mo aside with a light stroke. She was about to take him back to Biyou Palace, but saw the corner of Wang Mo's mouth slightly raised.

not good!

The alarm bell in Wudang's heart rang loudly, and she was about to leave the battlefield, but she saw a cloth bag with a hood approaching.

Even if she tried her best to dodge, she still didn't escape the fate of being put in the bag. Yang Sen, one of the Four Saints of Kowloon Island, tied the bag tightly and smiled at the struggling Virgin Mary inside.

All this happened in an instant, and before Nezha could react, he was suddenly attacked by Li Xingba on his side. The two fought for less than three rounds, and the most powerful fighter was eliminated by others.

Wang Mo smiled at him and said: "It's no use for me to intercept Teacher Sister. It's not good to get rough with her, so let her calm down in this bag. After we clean up you and prove that our Interceptor disciples are not afraid of you, we will talk to you again." There are high and low points in explaining and teaching."

After finishing speaking, the four brothers all stepped forward to besiege except Yang Sen who had to control the bag so that it was inconvenient to play.

Nezha was so angry that he wanted to vomit blood, and deeply regretted that he had not completed his profound arts, otherwise he would be overpowered, so why would he be afraid of the siege of these people.

Seeing that the situation was unexpected, Yang Jian, who was plundering on the city wall, hurried down to help, giving Nezha a chance to breathe.

Wudang in the cloth bag was furious and attacked with all his strength, but the cloth bag was not known to be made of any material, and it was not damaged at all.

She also realized at this time that the other party's purpose was not actually her, but to kill Yang Jian and Nezha under her care.

The Four Sages of Jiulong Island are disciples of Jiejiao, and she is also a direct disciple.

If Nezha Yang Jian was killed while she was present, even if her actions were restricted, as long as the news was released that she was deliberately releasing water and cooperating with Wang Mo and others, the relationship between the two religions, Intercept and Explain, would be broken in an instant, and they would turn against each other from then on. For revenge.

After thinking clearly about the plan of the person behind it, Wudang made up her mind that she would not let the other party's trick succeed, even if she really did not let those two go, she was willing to fight with her life to appease the anger of her uncle.

Nezha and Yang Jian outside have reached a dangerous moment at this time, even if they want to retreat for a while, they will not be able to retreat, and it is more likely to lead to defeat.

"Go, I'll stop them."

Nezha's face was full of evil spirits, and he kept colliding with the opponent's orbs.

The four of them fought alone and were no more than equals to him, but at this time they are numerous and powerful, and each has a mount to help them. Even though Nezha has many magic weapons, the reincarnation time is too short to display their true strength.

Yang Jian silently stopped the blow to the head for Nezha, Kai Tianzhu hit his arm, and there was a crisp sound, and he couldn't help but groan.

Seeing that he was injured, Nezha gritted his teeth tightly, and Huntian Ling, who was originally protecting him, flew towards him.

"Master told me that I would be killed. I'm afraid it should be today. After that, I will have a way to reshape my body. Don't get in the way, get out!"

The murderous aura made his eyes turn red, and he stabbed at Yang Sen, the owner of the dzi bead.

Yang Sen hurriedly retreated with the cloth bag, and the other brothers blocked him.

"What a pair of loving and righteous brothers and sisters. If you have this kind of awareness, why don't you die together." Of course, the Four Sages wanted to keep both of them, but it really couldn't, and keeping one would be considered as completing the task.

Yang Sen stimulated them with words outside the battlefield, and at the same time controlled Kai Tianzhu to attack them suddenly.

Nezha raised his head and glared at him fiercely, with a fierce look in his eyes.

In just a few years of his life, apart from Mrs. Yin and Taiyi, no one treated him sincerely. Yang Jian was considered a sudden accident.Sui said that he has two elder brothers above him, but he has never met them, and he does not know whether there will be brotherhood.

But Yang Jian is really like his elder brother, giving him seven points of tolerance and three points of teaching.

He didn't want to give up, Taiyi did say that he had a catastrophe, but he couldn't guarantee that this catastrophe would really be this time, but there was no other way.He would rather sacrifice himself for the other to survive than two of them planted here together.

Yang Jian silently refused.

He knows more than Nezha, and death here does not mean the end, but the original purpose of his cultivation was to stop watching the people he valued leave, so how could he abandon his junior brother.

The injuries of the two gradually worsened. Although the four people on the opposite side were also uncomfortable, the pressure shared by the two more people was still different.

At this time, when Yang Jian attacked again, the weapons clashed, and the defense revealed an empty door. Li Xingba was overjoyed, and he used all his strength to hit the earth-splitting beads.

"Amitabha!"

A Buddha's horn sounded suddenly, and the shining golden fire stick and the earth splitting beads collided with each other with a dull sound, and then flew back to the Taoist master's hands.

Yang Jian paused when he heard the voice, then turned to help Nezha.

"Where did the bald donkey come from, what kind of meddling!" Li Xingba turned his head and glared at the bald head who came out halfway, and he almost succeeded just now.

The other party was holding a fire stick, dressed in a black and red cassock, and could not see his cultivation level clearly. There seemed to be malice flowing from his face full of compassion, giving people a strange sense of division.

Behind him was a monk in gray cloth. Upon closer inspection, his appearance was five points similar to Yang Jian's, but no one paid attention to this at the moment.

The weird monk closed his eyes already filled with black mist, put his hands together and said, "I owe a lot to this benefactor, and this time I came here to repay the debt."

After finishing speaking, regardless of Li Xingba's expression, he tossed the fire stick and shot again.

Li Xingba was about to respond, but found that it was a feint.

No, he turned his head reflexively—Wang Mo and Gao Yougan were fighting with Yang Jian and Nezha respectively, and only Yang Sen was sprinting outside the field with a cloth bag, defenseless against this side.

Sure enough, this blow was aimed at Yang Sen, caught off guard, he was killed immediately, and the bag in his hand was also loosened.

Without even thinking about it, Li Xingba turned around and fled without even saying a word of reminder.

The monk on the opposite side moved his fingers, hesitated for a moment, but finally did not stop him, the black mist receded, revealing the normal whites of his eyes.

At the moment when Li Xingba was decisive, white light flashed, and Wudang had already escaped from the bag, and when he raised his eyes, he saw Wang Mo and Wang Mo who were facing her back.

Thinking of the other party's calculations, and never caring about his fellowship, he slapped him with all his strength.

The two men fought Yang Jian Nezha to the fullest, but they didn't expect the situation to take such a turn for the worse, they just felt a strong blow coming, they didn't even have the thought of defending, they were severely injured by Wudang, and fell to the ground.

Wudang was about to go up and pack them up and take them back to Biyou Palace to return to life, when he lifted his foot, he found that the two of them were suddenly dead.

He paused, and wanted to turn his head to look for Li Xingba who was running away, but he had long since disappeared.

The battle was over, and Nezha turned against the wind all of a sudden, but Nezha didn't react. He stared blankly at Wudang with a pointed gun, and then turned to the monk who appeared suddenly. The other party was the key person in this turn of events. .

"It's a chance meeting, and I hope to cherish it. Amitabha!"

The monk sang the Buddha's name again, glanced at all the people present, and then turned and left. Only the monks who followed him looked back twice.

Looking at Yang Jian who was silent and looking at his back with a complicated expression, Nezha scratched his head, opened his mouth several times, but finally said nothing.

In the long silence, only the three standing people accompanied the three lying down.

Finally, it was still Wudang who broke the atmosphere first, looked at the ground and said: "I will take them back to Biyou Palace. The church will give you an explanation for this matter. There should be brothers who have come to protect you. Be careful and take care of yourself.”

Waving his hands away the three people who were breathless on the ground, Wudang Yukong flew towards Kunlun Mountain.

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