The Destiny of Going to Hell

With Nezha's flaming spear in hand, he stepped on the wind-fire wheel and sent a bright beam of fire towards Li Jing.

The spear flew in his hand, stabbing at Li Jing's head.

Li Jing tried to block with his sword, but was ultimately defeated. Seeing that he was about to be killed, Madam Li hurried out and knelt down, "Nezha! Mother, please help me!"

Nezha completely ignored Mrs. Li's crying and begging.

That year he was surrounded by a group of dragons and Shang Zhou's men, who had abandoned him long ago.

Nowadays, playing the family card is still too much fake family affection.

He doesn't want it!

"I am Nezha, the incarnation of a lotus. I was born and raised by nature. Where does my mother come from?"

Seeing that Nezha didn't even recognize her, Mrs. Li's eyes were filled with tears.

At this moment, Randeng suddenly appeared.

He held a delicate pagoda in his hand and said, "Amitabha."

"Nezha, you and Li Jing are father and son after all, how can you kill him? I think you are still harboring hatred, why don't you convert to Buddhism and let me ferry you over."

Nezha sneered, "Bullshit, baldhead! Back then, I could regain my spiritual consciousness after three years of worship, but he immediately destroyed the temple. What kind of father is this?!"

Nezha held the Qiankun Ring in his left hand and the Red Tassel Spear in his right hand. He stepped on the Wind Fire Wheel and started fighting with Randang.

Damn this system! Quickly turn on the cheats for me. I can't beat this β!

Nezha was facing the scorching sun, his body soaked in blood.

555: It is recommended that the host call for help! The scout tower here belongs to Li Jing, and you have no choice but to get through this scene.

My passionate horse! Why didn't you say so earlier?

Nezha cursed like crazy in his heart and 555 chuckled.

I'm sorry, host, I just found this out, and we cannot damage this tower unless the plot develops to the point where Sun Wukong is recruited by the Heavenly Court.

As soon as Sun Wukong touched the exquisite pagoda, the innate energy permeated it, and we were able to destroy the pagoda.

Nezha pouted, he was so angry that he was about to have breast hyperplasia!

Oh, that’s not right. I am Nezha now, born from a lotus root, regardless of gender.

Seeing that the bald monk Randeng was about to take him into the tower, he quickly tore off the wind-calling chime on his body.

The next second he was taken into the tower.

In just a moment, Taiyi Zhenren arrived.

"Randeng, Nezha is my disciple. How come you in the West can even kidnap and sell disciples of Xuanmen?"

Taiyi Zhenren wears a lotus crown and his black hair flutters in the wind.

He has a long beard, looks like an immortal, and has flowing clothes.

He held a sword in his hand, and his usual kind look was gone, replaced by a ferocious expression.

Randang released Nezha immediately.

After all, Taiyi Zhenren has the Qingyun Green Lotus to protect him. He was also the first person to commit murder and he is the most protective of his own children.

Not to be messed with.

He originally wanted to take this opportunity to bring Nezha back to the West.

When he arrives in the West, he can chant the Heart Purification Mantra and soak in the Thought Cleansing Pool, and I guarantee that he will be completely obedient to the West.

Unfortunately, Taiyi Zhenren arrived so quickly.

Nezha rolled out of the Linglong Pagoda, covered in wounds, which made Taiyi Zhenren feel very distressed.

When Nezha saw his master, his mouth pursed and he looked aggrieved, just like a child in the mortal world.

"Master, that old bald guy bullied me! Li Jing also bullied me, they all bullied me, Master!"

Taiyi Zhenren touched Nezha's head with his big palm very gently. He raised his white hand and used some healing spells to heal Nezha's injuries.

He turned and looked at Li Jing, with the sword in his hand pointing directly at his neck.

"Li Jing, I said many years ago that Ling Zhuzi is my disciple, but he is the reincarnation of you and your wife."

His eyes were sharp, like knives.

"You have hurt my disciple once or twice, so I will just regard it as my repayment for your kindness."

"Now I just asked him to go home and return the jade pendant you left for him that day, and you dared to hurt him like this. Do you think I'm dead?"

His tone was very calm, without any trace of anger in it, but the sense of oppression was very strong.

Li Jing fell to his knees on the spot.

Seeing that Taiyi Zhenren's sword had already drawn a bloody line on Li Jing's neck, Randeng quickly interrupted him.

"Taiyi, don't forget that Li Jing is going to heaven."

Li Jing, who had been disheartened, suddenly brightened up his eyes.

He looked at Nezha fiercely. He would kill this rebellious son sooner or later!

The next moment, Taiyi Zhenren's sword moved directly, and Li Jing's head rolled down.

Li Jing's eyes were wide open, as if he hadn't reacted to what was happening.

"If you dare to look at my disciple like this, death is the least you can do."

Randeng's expression changed and he took out a pill.

"Taeyi, what are you doing?"

"I'll take some interest. My apprentice was injured like this, I have to help him vent his anger."

Taiyi Zhenren rolled his eyes.

No matter whether the Heavenly Court wants Li Jing to work for them or the West wants Li Jing to be a spy, if Nezha is hurt, he will definitely feel the pain.

When Li Jing came back to life, he was breathing heavily and stood quietly behind Randeng.

This damn thing really means killing as soon as you say it!

"Li Jing and Li Nezha are father and son after all. Since you don't want to acknowledge him as your father, why not do this?"

Ran Deng's words were interrupted by Nezha.

"What Li Nezha? You are so rude, you baldy! Nezha is just Nezha, the incarnation of lotus root, without a surname!"

Randeng's eyes twitched. "You call me bald and it's not dirty?!"

"Don't blame me, my disciple is naughty."

Taiyi Zhenren's words broke down Randeng's defense, and he had no choice but to move on and take out the exquisite pagoda.

"From now on, Nezha, you should regard the pagoda as your father. As long as the pagoda is there, you will not shout at Li Jing to kill him."

Taiyi Zhenren glanced at him and said, "You can't shout and kill Li Jing. There is a ban, right? I also know your Western methods. Why will Nezha be punished if he doesn't treat Li Jing with respect?"

His sword was pointed directly at Randeng, who looked very upset.

Mad, it's true that like master, like apprentice, both of them are equally arrogant.

"Misunderstanding, misunderstanding, what I meant is that as long as the tower is there, Nezha can't kill Li Jing, as for the rest, haha, Nezha can do whatever he wants!"

Taiyi Zhenren's sword was still pointing at Randeng.

Randeng finally broke through the defense, the big defense.

"I've already made such a concession, what else do you want? Huh? Don't you know the arrangements from above? This is already the biggest concession, okay!"

Only then did Taiyi Zhenren put away his sword.

Li Jing was in deep sorrow, thinking that this exquisite pagoda was his life-saving talisman?

Otherwise, based on the hatred between him and that rebellious son, that rebellious son would probably kill him a thousand times!

It’s okay now, he is learning magic from Taiyi Zhenren, but what if he loses his soul in the future?

Thinking of this, Li Jing quickly snatched the exquisite pagoda from Randeng's hand.

Nezha smiled innocently, raised two fingers, chanted a spell, and the circle of heaven and earth flew towards Li Jing, who immediately vomited blood.

Nezha felt that it was not enough, and the magic weapon in his hand changed into various forms and went towards Li Jing, torturing Li Jing to the point where he would rather die than live.

Li Jing finally understood that without the tower, he would really be killed by this rebellious son!

So from then on Li Jing never let go of the tower.

Nezha followed Taiyi Zhenren back to the Jinguan Cave, waiting for the development of the plot.