"This is natural." Lei Zhenzi nodded and said, "Uncle, please don't worry, as long as I am here, I will definitely protect Yunlou Palace."
At this time, Lei Zhenzi didn't know how heavy Li Jing's request was.
But even if Lei Zhenzi knew it, he would agree without hesitation.
Although he is not Li Jing's biological son, to him, Li Jing has always cared for him like a biological son, and he and Nezha share the same love and affection, which is his duty.
In fact, Lei Zhenzi's image was originally that of a normal person. Because he accidentally ate two immortal apricots from his master Yun Zhongzi, his face was like indigo, his hair was like cinnabar, his eyes were bright, and his fangs were protruding from the outside of his lips. He has a thunderous mouth; he is two feet long, his whole body is hydrated, and he has a pair of "wind and thunder wings" growing out from under his back ribs. He is mighty, but he is undoubtedly an anomaly in the mortal world.
If it hadn't been for the care that Li Jing's family had given him all along, I'm afraid Lei Zhenzi would have broken his Taoist heart because of his image, let alone become a saint in his physical body.
Therefore, he has always been very grateful to the Nezha family.
What's more, he and Nezha are almost indistinguishable from each other. They have supported each other for thousands of years and have long been closer than brothers. ????????????????
"With your words, I feel relieved. Anyway, you take care of yourself. If you really can't do it, there's no need to force it." Nezha said.
Lei Zhenzi was stunned and had a bad premonition in his heart.
"Although Yang Jian is very powerful, you are not much weaker than him. Why do you seem to be making arrangements for your funeral..." Lei Zhenzi approached Nezha and asked in a low voice.
But his thinking was in the wrong direction. From the moment Li Jing and his son accepted the order, they were not worried about whether they could defeat Yang Jian.
Nezha didn't explain much and patted Lei Zhenzi on the shoulder.
In Nezha's view, the less his brother knew, the safer it would be for him. This was the only way they could protect each other before leaving.
Emperor Ziwei sent Lei Zhenzi to practice for Li Jing and his son. I don't know if he had the intention of using him to threaten them, but as long as he didn't know anything, his life was naturally not in danger.
Even if things don't go as planned by Li Jing and his son, they have no better solution now.
Heaven sent them to Guanjiangkou. They couldn't really be stupid enough to become that knife. They had already been used once without knowing it, and they didn't want to be used again.
Before becoming a saint in the physical body, there were seven people who were comrades in the same sect. One of them did not want to stay as an official in the mortal world, and the other did not want to practice Taoism and become an immortal master. After successfully defeating Zhou, they returned to the mountain to practice, and finally became a saint in the physical body. .
Among them are the Four Saints of Li Jing's sect, including Lei Zhenzi and Yang Jian, and the last one is Wei Hu.
Wei Hu, like Jin Zha and Mu Zha, did not choose to go to heaven after becoming a saint in the body, but went to Buddhism. Now he is Vajra Venerable Wei Tuo Bodhisattva of Buddhism. He can achieve the status of Bodhisattva, which is comparable to what Li Jing's family suffered in heaven. Bullying is much stronger.
At this point, I have to mention that Wei Hu's master before he became a saint was Daoxing Tianzun, the guy who was seriously injured by the powerful words of the leader of Tongtian when he was teaching Dharma in Miluo Palace.
Letting Li Jing and his son lead troops to attack Yang Jian, there was no doubt that they would turn their former comrades against him. No wonder Lei Zhenzi had cursed in a low voice just now.
But since Nezha and Li Jing don't want to be the sword in Emperor Ziwei's hand, it means that they will definitely not attack Guanjiangkou as Heavenly Court expected.
"Let's go."
Li Jing turned his head, squinted at the massive 100,000 Heavenly Soldiers behind him, and spoke in a deep voice.
"Uncle, take care." Lei Zhenzi said solemnly, cupping his fists and cupping his hands.
"Let's go!" Nezha's voice echoed throughout the sky.
When they attacked Huaguo Mountain, they sent out 100,000 heavenly troops, and it seemed that they were in the same formation now. Five hundred years later, it was his father and son who attacked Guanjiangkou. Will the situation this time be different from the last time?
Nezha sighed secretly, feeling like he was in another world.
Lei Zhenzi watched Li Jing and his son leave with mixed feelings in his heart.
Among the seven people who became saints in the flesh at that time, Lei Zhenzi was the least famous and had the lowest status in the Heavenly Court. However, he never thought that Heavenly Court treated him differently, and he was not jealous because of it. He quite meant to live in poverty and live in peace.
He knew very little about the three people who went to Buddhism, but among the four people in Heaven, whether it was Li Jing and his son or Erlang Shen Yang Jian, they all seemed to be in a very embarrassing situation now.
It doesn't matter that his position is low, but he is the most free-spirited one.
At this moment, the siege of Yunlou Palace has been resolved. I think the people who come to Haoting Xiaodutian should have also stopped. This time, Tianting sent him to Nantianmen to help Li Jing and his son. Xian Xing, I don't know if it is really what he thought, for fear of another dispute between the two sides, but in short, he did not give him other tasks, and he was not in a hurry to go to the Lei Department to resume his duties, and planned to go to Yunlou Palace to visit the palace people there first.
He silently looked at the Nantianmen that had long been in ruins, finally sighed, turned around and flew towards Yunlou Palace.
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The sky should have been blue and blue. Thousands of years ago, both Yang Jian and the Six Friends of Meishan had had enough of the clouds in the sky.
Therefore, in the city of Guanzhou, the sky is always cloudless and sunny, and may be dotted with some white clouds when the mood strikes. Occasionally, when it needs to rain, Yang Jian will use his divine power to directly rain down to ensure the growth of plants. A bumper harvest.
Therefore, the people here have not seen such a cloudy situation in the sky for a long time.
If it were in other places, people might be accustomed to this matter, and would even sigh that it was going to rain, and then quickly put away the clothes hanging outside.
But this is different after all.
All the people who have lived here for generations are looking at the sky with horrified faces at this time, with great fear in their hearts.
The power of God is unpredictable. Is it possible that the disaster of Guanzhou City is about to come today?
The clouds are white when they are thin, and black when they are thick, which only proves that the people coming from Tianshan Mountain are quite powerful.
At this time, the Seven Saints of Meishan stood in the courtyard, looking at the dark clouds in the sky with a bad look on their face.
"With such a big battle, it seems that the Heavenly Court takes us seriously." Taiwei Yao said pretending to be relaxed.
"Mom, you and my brother are going to kill each other today." Guo Shen said, licking his lips.
A yellow shirt appeared from Yang Jian's body, and a three-pointed two-edged sword appeared in his hand.
"Ugh."
Xiaotian Xinquan didn't know when he had appeared beside him, squatting on the ground obediently, looking at the sky.
"Brothers, follow me to meet the enemy!" Erlang Shen said calmly.
"Woof!"
The barking dog roared, and the sound echoed throughout Guanzhou City.
The seven people stepped on the void and turned into seven streams of light, heading straight into the sky.
At the same time, thousands of rays of light rose out of thin air from all over Guanzhou City. If you look closely, you will find that they are clearly one person.
Thousands of streams of light, like thousands of spiraling fireworks, were particularly dazzling in the cloudy sky.
It's just that compared to the almost endless dark clouds in the sky, it's more like an ant using its arms as a cart.
In the Lingxiao Palace, the Jade Emperor is sitting on the throne, and the Queen Mother is beside him.
Since Emperor Ziwei's uprising, he has not held a summons for the eight righteous gods for a long time. The entire heaven is still under his management in name, but in fact the center of power has long belonged to Ziwei Palace.
But this does not prevent the Jade Emperor from still being one of the most powerful gods in heaven.
After occupying Heaven, he once had a deep chat with Emperor Ziwei. After that time, he understood what Emperor Ziwei wanted to do and accepted his identity as the nominal puppet emperor.
He understood Emperor Ziwei's intention. Even if he could not accept it in his own judgment, it did not prevent him from respecting Ziwei's or Yuanshi Tianzun's intention.
But he really wanted to see how this matter would end in the end.
The Lingxiao Palace was a little quiet, and at the moment they were the only ones there, Mr. and Mrs.
The Queen Mother looked at the picture on the water curtain in front of her and said with some worry: "Misfortune has caused Xiao Qiang, what should we do?"
"Are you referring to Li Jing or Yang Jian?" asked the Jade Emperor.
"Both." The Queen Mother looked at him reproachfully.
"I have many shortcomings, but you dare to tell me now." The Jade Emperor said with a smile, but he did not mean to blame.
"Both Li Jing's family and Yang Erlang are loyal to Heaven." said the Queen Mother.
"You think I don't know?" the Jade Emperor asked.
Before the Queen Mother could ask further questions, the Jade Emperor continued, "But do you know who meant that I have been treating them harshly for countless years?"
"This..." The Queen Mother was speechless for a moment.
"Just watch." said the Jade Emperor.
In the water curtain, the streamer was very close to the dark clouds, as if it was about to get into it.
In Ziwei Palace, there were only two people, Emperor Ziwei and Lord Doumu, in the main hall.
"Aren't you afraid that Li Jing and the others will rebel?" Doumu Yuanjun asked.
"I'm afraid they won't rebel." Emperor Ziwei said with a serious face.
Doumu Yuanjun looked at the light curtain in front of him and remained silent.
On the top of Lingshan Mountain, Tathagata Buddha was also looking at the light curtain formed by the magic power in front of him, but at this time there was no one in the square, only a fat monk accompanying him.
It was Monk Ci.
"I don't want to leave the mountain." Monk Cishi said sincerely.
"I'm afraid I can't help you." Tathagata Buddha said with a smile, his eyes filled with indifference that saw through everything.
In the underworld, the ten palaces of Yama gathered together. On the golden lotus in the center, Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva looked at the scene in front of him with a compassionate face and shouted a Buddha's name.
It's just that the expression of Yama of the Tenth Palace at this moment is much more nervous than his.
Almost everyone in the Three Realms is focusing their attention here. They may be concerned about the outcome of this war, or they may be concerned about the huge impact after the battle, they may be concerned about the direction of heaven, or they may be concerned about the future of the Three Realms... …
But there is no doubt that this war will be recorded in history forever, just like the siege of Huaguoshan five hundred years ago.
Three thousand and seven people at Guanjiangkou faced a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers!
