Nezha was unwilling to obey Boyikao's arrangement.
However, Boyikao's fist was too hard and he couldn't beat him.
Trapped under his arm, Nezha couldn't help but ask Boyikao while he was flying halfway: "Who are you? You can defeat me so easily. You are definitely not an unknown person."
Seeing that Boyi failed to answer the test, he continued to ask: "What methods did you use? Why were my three heads and six arms easily cracked by you?"
Boyikao said this time: "This is the 'broadcasting gymnastics' that Master taught me. If you want to learn it, Master should also teach you. Master is the most powerful person I have ever seen who has the least sectarian views."
"Broadcast gymnastics? What kind of magical skill is this?"
"Do you have such a method? Are you a disciple of the Chan Sect or a disciple of the Jie Sect? Or are you a disciple of the Western Sect?"
"It can't be a casual cultivator, right?" Nezha incarnated into a hundred thousand whys, and because of his cute appearance, he kept asking questions.
Boyi asked: "Does it really matter which sect you come from?"
“Sticking to family status and being limited by what you know and recognize is to imprison your own free thoughts.”
Nezha didn't understand what Boyikao was saying at all.
"Okay! We're here!" After the clouds fell, Boyikao landed on a field ridge with Nezha in his arms. .
There was a man in the field, wearing a straw hat, rolling up his sleeves and trouser legs, and was working.
Boyikao opened his mouth and shouted to the field worker: "Master! Nezha has been brought here."
The man in the field slowly stood up, then turned his head to look.
Nezha always felt that the people in front of him seemed familiar, yet so strange.
It was just his nature that made Nezha completely ignore the risk and shouted loudly: "Who are you? You actually drove people to arrest me here?"
"Do you know who my master is? Who is my master?"
Cao Zhe dropped his sleeves and handed the straw hat to Boyikao.
Boyikao consciously put on his straw hat, arranged his clothes, and continued to work in the fields instead of Cao Zhe.
Seeing that his hands and feet are handy and not awkward at all, it is obviously not the first time he has done this.
"Ha! He is indeed an unsophisticated cultivator."
"How difficult is it to farm and work in such places?"
"Let me go, I will give you a breath of fairy air on the farm tools in your hands, and they will be able to farm on their own. Wouldn't it be easier? Why bother?" Nezha said to Cao Zhe, his eyes turning straight. Apparently he was thinking of ways to get out of trouble.
The world of Fengshen is a high-level mythical world, but it is also a world where the cultivation civilization is not 'sound'.
Its imperfections are reflected in various aspects such as practice methods, practice methods, application of spells, etc.
There are many casual practitioners who are often good at one skill, but have huge shortcomings in many basic aspects.
Only those disciples of great religions will be outstanding in all aspects.
The bottom line is a lack of communication and being conservative.
This is also the basis for Nezha to use tricks to get out of trouble.
Because he really believed that Cao Zhe and Boyikao did not have the means to make farm tools automatic and cultivate on their own.
Naturally, he would not understand that Cao Zhe and Boyikao cultivated the land themselves and understood the purpose of the farmers' hard work.
"How old are you this year?" Cao Zhe ignored Nezha and asked.
Nezha said: "Seven years old! Are you listening to me?"
"Are you polite?"
Cao Zhe nodded, and then said: "You are seven years old, you should know something!"
"Have you thought about the future and what to do?"
Nezha was stunned when he heard this, and then sneered: "Master, I can do whatever I want. Do you need a poor family like you to worry about me?"
Then he reacted and said loudly: "You should answer my question first!"
"Whatever you want to do, do it... a good ideal."
"It can even be said to be a great ideal."
"So, how should you realize this ideal? If what you want to do is contrary to what your master, father, and mother ask you to do, how should you make a choice?" Cao Zhe followed Nezha's instructions. Go on.
Nezha was furious: "What bullshit ideals? Let me go quickly! Otherwise I will have to recite a curse! When my master comes, he will take you in, lock you in the Nine Dragon Divine Fire Barrier, and turn you into ashes." "
Cao Zhe generously spread his hands: "Just read it! I bet he won't come."
Nezha immediately started chanting a mantra.
It's just that the spell used to communicate with the master in the past has lost its effectiveness now.
No matter how fast his words moved, there was nothing strange in the sky. Master Taiyi, who was supposed to come after hearing the news, did not react at all.
"Who else will come to help you? You can try them all!" Cao Zhe made a gesture of invitation.
Nezha started talking again.
This time, not only did he start to use specific spells to ask for advice from his uncles and uncles, but even the founder, Yuanshi Tianzun, shamelessly and courageously asked him twice.
Naturally... there was still no reaction.
When it comes to magic, Nezha only knows what it is, but doesn't know why it works.
Just like many people know how to use chat software, but don’t know how to make chat software.
Therefore, when Cao Zhe 'cut off the internet' for him, even if he tried 10,000 spells, it would just be a waste of saliva.
"Look, they're not here."
"Now, can you be serious and calm and listen to what I have to say?" Cao Zhe placed a finger on Nezha's eyebrows, temporarily suppressing all the anger, evil, evil, cruelty, fierceness and resentment in his heart. .
As the vanguard of Xiqi's army in the future crusade against the Shang Dynasty, the ominous aura in Nezha's life was the reason why he was invincible on the battlefield.
"Anger, evil, evil, ruthlessness, fierceness, and resentment are all six poisons. These are poisons, but in the final analysis they are calamities."
"Now these tribulations are still in your physical body and have not entered the soul. If you shed your shell or find a way to suppress the six poisons, you can enjoy a few days of peace."
"But if you encounter a big change and the last trace of truth in your heart fades away, these six poisons will enter the soul and accompany you all the time, and it will never be washed away. From now on, you will no longer be you, but a puppet of these six poisons. I will be driven by him for life." Cao Zhe said.
In the world of apotheosis, those with high innateness can obtain the immortal way, and those with low innateness can obtain the divine way.
After the war, the only people who became gods in the flesh were Yang Jian, Lei Zhenzi, Nezha and a few others.
Yang Jian listened to the tune but not the announcement, which was equivalent to being outside the heaven system.
Lei Zhenzi also ignored other people's business and only focused on his own cultivation.
In fact, they were just going through the catastrophe, and then returned to the path of Xiaoyao True Immortal.
At most, he would have a heavenly position and receive an extra salary.
Only Nezha always charges forward and acts as a thug in every battle.
In the final analysis, it is because the six poisons have entered the soul, and they need to use human incense to suppress the six poisons and maintain sanity.
Otherwise, they will become fierce and often act rebelliously.
Later, there was also a joke that "whoever rebels against Heaven will be helped by Nezha".
"Are you willing to help me conquer the six poisons?" Nezha, who had completely 'calmed down' and seemed to have awakened some of his past Su Hui, asked Cao Zhe.
"If I help you conquer the Six Poisons, can you escape from the control of Master Taiyi?" Cao Zhe asked.
