If Shen Gongbao were here, he would definitely recognize these two people. One is Jin Zha's master Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, and the other is Mu Zha's master Puxian Zhenren.
"Fellow Taoist, they are the ones who captured such a poor Taoist." Master Puxian grabbed his hand and easily brought the three fighting people closer: "Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Nezha, you have blood thicker than Shui's brothers are fighting here. If your parents find out, I don't know how sad they will be."
Jin Zha and Mu Zha were shocked. Since Nezha did not report his family name, they had no idea that the person who had been besieging them for a long time was their younger brother.
The two of them secretly thought to themselves at the same time that it was very dangerous. If they hurt their younger brother and returned to Chentangguan, they really didn't know how to explain it to their mother.
Nezha also looked confused. Not long after he was born, he was taken away by Chu Feng. Although he went back home several times, he never met his two brothers who went to the mountain to study.
"Are you really Nezha?" Muzha, the second child, lives up to his name and is a bit stupid. Master Puxian even shouted out, and he asked again stupidly.
Nezha nodded, his expression a little complicated. Although on the tower that day, he said without hesitation that between master and brother, he would choose brother, but when it came time to choose, he hesitated again.
"Nezha, my master said that King Zhou was unethical, brutalized the loyal, resorted to militarism, and made heinous things like cannons to kill the people. Such a tyrant is not worthy of allegiance. You should join us in assisting Prime Minister Jiang!" Mu Zha looked excited. He said that since he was a child, he had followed Master Puxian, and his mind was filled with the idea that everything Master Puxian said was right.
As the eldest brother, Jin Zha walked over directly, put his generous palm on Nezha's thin shoulders, and said in a gentle tone: "Third brother, let's put aside the empty talk about the country, my mother who is far away in Chentangguan. We absolutely don’t want to see our three brothers killing each other, come to our side, practice together in the future, and destroy Shang together.”
The persuasion of the two brothers whose blood is thicker than water made Nezha very embarrassed and didn't know how to reply.
Jin Zha, who regarded himself as the boss, directly said to his master Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun: "Master, can you let Nezha also become your disciple?"
Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun was overjoyed and ignored the slightly jealous eyes of Master Puxian across from him. He smiled and said to Jin Zha: "Nezha is very talented and intelligent. He is not something that can be found in a pond. To accept him as a disciple is a dream."
Jin Zha felt a little jealous when he heard his master give such a high evaluation to his third brother. Of course, he was more happy. The same goes for brothers fighting tigers and apprentices. From now on, they will have one master and they will take care of each other. Chentangguan’s parents must also hope so.
"No, once I am a teacher, I will be a teacher forever. I will not accept this person as my teacher." Nezha categorically refused. He and Chu Feng had been getting along for a long time. It can be said that they are not relatives, but better than relatives. They have never been in his mind. No thoughts of betrayal.
Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, who was originally smiling, had a frozen expression. This was the first time in hundreds of thousands of years that he had been rejected. Glancing at the expressionless Master Puxian across from him, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun secretly thought that this guy must be laughing at himself at this moment.
"Nezha, Taoist Master Chu is already a traitor to the human religion. Sooner or later he will be on the list of gods. You and your brother will join the Chan Cult. In the future, you will join the heaven in the body and you will be free." Jin Zha tried hard to persuade Nezha. , in his opinion, following Chu Feng all the way to the black rhythm will not lead to good results.
Mu Zha, who had been silent for a long time, also said: "Nezha, it's not my second brother who is talking about you. If you don't think about yourself, you should also think about your mother. She has been pregnant with you for three years and six months and how much she has suffered. , if you make any mistake, he doesn't know how sad he will be!"
These words touched his heart. Nezha thought about his mother who whispered harmoniously before leaving, with a look of embarrassment on his face.
Jin Zha and Mu Zha looked at each other and continued: "My father not long ago sent a memorial to persuade the tyrant not to kill indiscriminately, for fear of offending the tyrant."
When the hesitant Nezha heard this, he frowned and said, "Brother, when I left Chaoge, the government was already under the control of Prime Minister Bi Gan. Indiscriminate killings will never happen again."
When he was in Chaoge, he saw with his own eyes how miserable King Zhou was played by his second master, Shen Gongbao. Everyone thought that their master and apprentice were working for Dashang, but they didn't know that the rulers of Dashang were treated like pigs and dogs by them. treat.
Jin Zha, who was unaware of the situation, sneered and said: "The big merchants are like rotten wood. It cannot be solved by changing someone to be in power. As a brother, please don't do evil things by helping Zhou again."
Except for what he said at the beginning, Master Puxian, who had been standing like a bystander, made a gesture and said solemnly: "Nezha, we monks came to this mortal world just to respond to the disaster mentioned by the saint. , after that, I still focused on cultivation. I am poor in knowledge and talent, but I have a deep understanding of the golden elixir avenue. If you can-"
"I won't accept you as my teacher." Nezha refused before Master Puxian could finish his words.
Let’s talk about the unusually thick-skinned Master Puxian. A white-haired figure appeared twenty steps away.
"Who are you?" For a moment, Master Puxian didn't recognize that this was Chu Feng, whom he had met once at the Three Religions Conference.
Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun also looked at Chu Feng in surprise, and did not associate Chu Feng with the young Taoist priest that day.
"Puxian Zhenren, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, long time no see." Chu Feng called out the names of the two people with a calm expression.
As soon as the voice came out, Master Puxian knew the identity of the visitor, and his face was a little embarrassed. He was digging around here when the real owner came.
"Taoist Master Chu, why do you look like this?" Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun looked at Chu Feng in confusion. At the meeting of the three religions that day, the white-haired man in front of him with a short lifespan was a handsome young man, and The three brothers of the Li family in front of them are almost the same.
"Idiot, cough!" Before Chu Feng could finish his sentence, he lowered his head and coughed, and quickly covered it with his sleeves.
Of course, this was unnecessary in front of the monks. Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun clearly saw that Chu Feng vomited blood. Jiang Ziya was currently the strongest person on the Eastern Expedition. It seemed that except for some glitches in his practice, he did not have much time left.
"It's a pity that a golden immortal who was a genius for three hundred years was lost in one day."
Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun had a regretful expression on his face. I don’t know whether it came from the bottom of his heart or was just an act.
"Master, what's wrong with you?" Nezha rushed to Chu Feng, looking anxious. With a simple mind, he really thought something had happened to Chu Feng.
Chu Feng, who looked a little pale, waved his hand and said, "It's fine for me, please step back first!"
Nezha stepped aside obediently, but his eyes did not leave Chu Feng.
Chu Feng looked at Jin Zha and Mu Zha, and his face turned cold.
"Pindao, there is a letter here, written by your father."
