Watching Nezha, the story of Nezha's suicide in the Investiture of the Gods brought tears to my

"Shen Gongbao is unworthy of the position among the Twelve Golden Immortals!"

"How could someone so consumed by jealousy possibly deserve such a celestial position?"

Master Taiyi raised an eyebrow, slightly lifting his whisk and pointing it at Shen Gongbao, earnestly admonishing him: "Junior brother, even now, you still won't admit your mistake and stop! Are you planning to make the same mistake again and again?"

Shen Gongbao had already missed one chance in the competition for the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Now, in this great calamity of the Investiture of the Gods, Shen Gongbao is about to repeat the same mistakes.

This was undoubtedly foolish in the eyes of Taiyi Zhenren!

The Ten Heavenly Kings also looked at Shen Gongbao with strange eyes.

Therefore, it seems that Shen Gongbao indeed has character flaws.

Shen Gongbao was clearly feeling guilty; he kept his head down and didn't even bother to stroke his beard.

...

The prequel to Lotus Lantern.

As Taiyi Zhenren looked at the comments about himself displayed on the celestial screen, his mustache practically bristled with pride.

"Look, look! How nice I am! No wonder Master is biased towards me!"

"From all perspectives, I am the best candidate for the Twelve Golden Immortals!"

Seeing Taiyi Zhenren's smug look, Yu Ding Zhenren curled his lip in disdain:

"You're getting too cocky, but you're also too kind-hearted. Don't you see how spoiled your disciple Nezha is? He's always getting you to clean up his messes."

Taiyi Zhenren's kindness is undeniable, but his excessive kindness and protectiveness led to Nezha becoming quite domineering.

"Ahem, that was an accident, but your disciple Yang Jian and Sun Wukong are no different." Taiyi Zhenren coughed twice.

...

The world of Fights Break Sphere.

With his hands behind his back, the old apothecary thought of his once-proud disciple, Han Feng, and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Alas, my judgment is still inferior to that of the Primordial Celestial Venerable."

“Yuanshi Tianzun valued his disciples’ character highly and chose Taiyi Zhenren, but I misjudged and chose the wrong person.”

His expression turned somewhat forlorn whenever he thought of Han Feng.

After all, he was his first disciple, and in the end, he let him suffer such pain. He could only blame himself for his poor judgment and there was nothing else he could say.

"If Yuanshi Tianzun had chosen Shen Gongbao, he would probably have ended up like Han Feng, betraying his master and ancestors."

The old apothecary stared at Shen Gongbao's image in the sky, as if he were seeing his traitorous disciple Han Feng.

Shen Gongbao openly obstructed his master's orders, which already symbolized his status as a rebellious disciple!

Yao Lao looked at Xiao Yan beside him, his expression filled with a hint of smugness.

Fortunately, I made the right choice in accepting apprentices this time.

...

The world of Nezha, the Demon Child, is Chen Tang Pass.

Taiyi Zhenren and the troublemaking Shen Gongbao were locked in a fierce battle.

Shen Gongbao harbored resentment because the Heavenly Venerable had not chosen him, and driven by jealousy, he plotted to destroy Chen Tang Pass.

"I worked harder than...more than you, the Twelve Golden Immortals should be mine!"

Shen Gongbao wielded his Thunder Whip with tremendous force!

But now, when we compare Taiyi Zhenren's character with Shen Gongbao's...

The difference in skill was immediately apparent!

"Speak, Blackie!" Master Taiyi shouted with a laugh, his whisk flashing forward and knocking Shen Gongbao back!

"Junior brother, now you know why Master chose me and not you!"

Taiyi Zhenren proudly put one hand on his hip.

He had no intention of competing, but this time he had to make Shen Gongbao truly submit!

"Damn it!" Shen Gongbao spat, showing no sign of being convinced.

"Why should someone who works hard for years but is met with indifference be prevented from having feelings of jealousy?"

"If I were as favored by our master as you are, how could I have ended up like this!"

Shen Gongbao retorted angrily.

The Master's unfairness and favoritism towards Taiyi is the cause, while his jealousy is the effect!

He was still not satisfied!

………………

A magnificent temple stands between heaven and earth.

The chosen one slowly pushed open the temple gates and stepped into a grand hall made of pure gold, where an atmosphere of luxury and magnificence immediately enveloped him.

A chubby little monk glanced at the chosen one with a sideways turn of his head before looking away.

He said calmly, "A long time ago, Jin Chanzi and I were fellow disciples."

"He was a serious man, unable to bear seeing the auspicious light and blessings that always graced Mount Ling, while the area below suffered hardship and natural disasters."

He said, "All living beings possess the potential for wisdom. Why are you and I the only ones who are superior, while others are only fit to kowtow and burn incense?"

"I said, because of them, we are not as good as you and me."

……

Zixiao Palace.

Yuanshi Tianzun sat cross-legged, his whisk resting on his left arm, and glanced indifferently at the sky, unmoved.

"There's some truth to what that little monk said," the Tongtian Sect Leader chuckled, arms crossed.

"So what if all ordinary beings have the potential for wisdom? The potential for wisdom varies in depth. Within a group, there are ordinary people and geniuses. They are inherently different."

Since people have different levels of wisdom and different talents, they will naturally not end up in the same situation.

Jin Chanzi was troubled by this different situation, truly bored out of his mind.

Yuanshi Tianzun: "That's right. Whether one is mediocre or a genius is determined by one's origins. Therefore, from birth, one's future circumstances and social status are predetermined."

Upon hearing the word "not bad," the Tongtian Sect Leader even glanced at the Primordial Heavenly Lord with interest, but who knew that this fellow would eventually circle back to the idea of ​​origin!

The Tongtian Sect Leader said with a dark face, "Huang Mei said that those who kowtow and burn incense are not as good as the auspicious and radiant Ling Mountain. You are talking about the difference in birth nobility and lowliness."

“Senior brother, you look down on those with low origins, but don’t forget that your Chan Sect was defeated by Nezha and Ao Yi in the Heavenly Curtain before.”

"Those of low status are not necessarily the ones who kowtow and burn incense."

……

The world of Wu Geng Ji.

Wu Geng gripped the dagger tightly in his hand, the veins on the back of his hand bulging, his eyes gazing defiantly at the sky.

"Are those who are inferior to you only fit to kowtow and burn incense?"

"Why?!"

Wu Geng roared to the sky, his entire body erupting with the power of his cursed runes, his gaze sharp as lightning.

Those who are inferior are only left to kowtow and burn incense? So, the people in the mines deserve to be bullied, insulted, and tortured to death?!

Is kneeling and begging for mercy, offering ourselves up for the amusement of these high and mighty, the only way to have a glimmer of hope?!

Just because the merchants are not as powerful as the heavens, does that mean they deserve to perish?

This rhetoric is nothing more than something used by those in positions of power to enslave and brainwash those who kowtow and burn incense!

Wu Geng stared coldly at Ji Qiao, who was looking terrified. "You keep saying you're inferior, but do you know that this inferiority will only be temporary?"

"When you look down from your high positions at those who kowtow and burn incense below, have you ever thought that one day your positions will be reversed?"

……

The eternal world.

Fang Han slowly calmed down his newly refined cultivation and stood up from the ground.

He patted his clothes and thought to himself, "This little monk sees things very clearly."

"That's just how the world is. It's a dog-eat-dog world. The good things are in the hands of the strong, and the weak can only become nourishment for the strong."

"Since we are not as strong as those powerful people, we can only kowtow and burn incense. Even if we are poor and destitute, we still have a way to survive."

Otherwise… Fang Han looked up at the sky, “Then we’ll really have no choice but to be eaten.”

He put one hand behind his back, looked away, and slowly walked away, his voice echoing in the air.

"Even if some who kowtow and burn incense are not convinced and rise up to catch up, they will cut down those who were originally high above from the sky."

"But in reality, it's just a matter of going from being the one who kowtows and burns incense to being the one who is high and mighty."