I killed the film and television world

Chapter 535 Nezha
Song Ren took action, and even if he brought Shen Xiaobao with him, it would not have much impact on him when he was traveling at full speed.

In the wild mountains and wilderness, a flash of black lightning suddenly appeared, and it was passing through the mountain stream at will!

Shen Xiaobao was caught in Song Ren's hand, his eyes were full of surprise, and he said excitedly:

"Dad, is this the latest magical power you've mastered? Wow, that's awesome!"

Song Ren did not answer, but just dived down with his head down.

Suddenly, it knocked away all the stubborn rocks or barren mountains that were blocking the way ahead.

Until the moment when he crashed into the belly of a mountain, Song Ren looked back briefly as he rushed forward.

The two passed each other by a witch who was sitting on a stone chair looking at herself in a bronze mirror.

In my ears, I could vaguely hear a voice that was gradually fading away:
"Bronze mirror, bronze mirror, tell me, who is the most beautiful woman within a thousand miles..."

Song Ren reacted belatedly and suddenly stopped on a hill not far ahead.

Look back.

The mountain that had just broken through a crack was now quietly sitting among the other mountains.

A slightly obscure demonic aura was shrouding the top of the mountain.

Song Ren raised his eyebrows: Could that be the White Bone Cave in Skull Mountain?

Just as he passed by, he also noticed the banshee in the belly of the mountain.

That image is very similar to Niangniang Shiji in Nezha's story line.

However, the demonic aura emitted by the other party is indeed quite ordinary.

Compared to the fame of Niangniang Shiji in the Investiture of the Gods, it is somewhat unworthy of her reputation.

However, if we compare it with the image of Shiji Niangniang in the Nezha story, it fits too well.

In Investiture of the Gods, Niangniang Shiji had been enlightened for tens of thousands of years and was listed as a disciple of Jiejiao.

But in Nezha, Niangniang Shiji became one of the three earthly immortal level assessments for Nezha when he ascended to the immortal gate.

Moreover, his identity has become a wandering demon with no background.

Song Ren was considering whether to go into the mountains to visit.

Shen Xiaobao was already curious and asked: "Dad, why did we stop? What are you looking at?"

Song Ren thought about it and finally shook his head: "Forget it, let's continue on our way."

After saying that, he grabbed Shen Xiaobao again and transformed into thunder again, disappearing in a flash.

The goddess Shiji in Nezha is not worth his attention.

At the same time, in the belly of the White Bone Cave in Skull Mountain.

The bloated Lady Shiji was trembling as she held the bronze mirror in her arms: "Bronze mirror, bronze mirror, has that guy left?"

The bronze mirror said honestly: "He has left, my master."

Upon hearing this, Niangniang Shiji breathed a sigh of relief.

She straightened her clothes, sat back on the stone chair, patted her chest, and muttered softly:

"We seemed to have made eye contact just now. That guy's aura is really scary."

"Especially just now, he stopped on the hill over there and looked at this place. It almost scared me to death!"

After that, she turned her head and looked at the bronze mirror: "Bronze mirror, bronze mirror, tell me, if I had fought with him just now, who do you think would win between the two of us?"

The bronze mirror said without hesitation: "It's you, my master."

Lady Shiji was a little surprised and asked, "Are you so sure? Do you also think that I have the highest chance of winning? Haha, what do you think the chance is?"

Bronze Mirror: "One hundred and one percent, my master."

"..." Niangniang Shiji's face suddenly fell: "Are you kidding me? How can I be so sure? Are you kidding me?"

"You'd better explain it to me. It's not that I can't accept it. After all, there are always people better than you. I can still understand."

Bronze Mirror: "But if I tell you the truth, won't you be angry?"

Lady Shiji: "Of course not."

Bronze Mirror quickly finished off the opponent: "Oh, that's him."

Niangniang Shiji understood and nodded, saying, "That monster seems to be a leopard spirit, and it does seem to have some skills."

Then, he turned around and asked, "By the way, is his chance of winning high?"

Bronze Mirror: "It's just so-so, only one million percent."

Niangniang Shiji was about to nod in agreement, but when she heard what was said later, her face suddenly darkened, she grabbed Tongjing's mouth and scolded him harshly:
"One hundred percent... ten thousand?!"

"Are you kidding me? Do I look weak?"

Bronze Mirror: "That's not the case, it's just that guy was more scary just now."

Niangniang Shiji immediately showed loving care to the bronze mirror.

Finally, he flexed his muscles and said, "Humph, next time I see him, I will definitely arm wrestle him!"

……

Two mountains and one water
Hundreds of members of the monster hunting team, led by He Tong, are capturing a group of scattered monsters in this area.

He Tong, who had just captured the leader, was about to return with his entire team.

But the next moment, I felt a chill down my spine.

She suddenly turned sideways, and what came into her sight was a dark arc of lightning stretching violently across the skyline.

There's a demon?!

The crane boy in the fairy dress immediately spread the crane wings behind him.

At the moment of taking off, the wings shook violently.

Two hurricane blades suddenly intercepted Song Ren in front of him.

The black thunder in the sky suddenly stopped and formed a human shape.

Song Ren put Shen Xiaobao aside and turned to look at He Tong who was hundreds of meters away.

Before he even opened his mouth, Shen Xiaobao had already accused the other party righteously:
"You are so rude!"

"My father took me on a journey, but you attacked us for no reason. How can this be justified?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the monster-hunting team under Hetong flew into the air one after another.

When lined up, it looked like a city wall in the sky.

This orderly formation made Shen Xiaobao's voice become smaller and smaller as he spoke later.

Finally, he came closer and whispered, "Dad, there seem to be too many people here. Why don't we run away?"

Song Ren comforted him.

Then he looked up at the crane boy in the sky and said, "We should not know each other, so why did you suddenly attack us?"

The crane boy had bright eyes and white teeth, and spoke in a clear voice: "Humph, you are a demon race, causing trouble to the people. We, the disciples of the Chan Sect, will capture you and lead you to the right path."

Lead into the right path?

Song Ren frowned: "Such a statement...Are you disciples of Yuxu Palace?"

He Tong raised his chin: "Exactly!"

Song Ren was silent for a moment.

As expected, he is a member of the monster hunting team in the story line.

However, he almost failed to recognize that he was not the deer boy who specialized in archery. There was actually nothing much to say about these third and fourth generation disciples of the Yuxu Palace Monster Hunting Team.

Most of these people are disciples of Wuliang Xianweng. What they have always done is to capture scattered monsters in the world in the name of justice for Wuliang Xianweng to refine into pills.

Then it will be supplied to the disciples of the Chan Sect to improve their strength in order to cope with the upcoming catastrophe of the Conferred Gods.

If he was a second-generation disciple at the level of the Twelve Golden Immortals, Song Ren might still be afraid of the intimidation from the saint Yuanshi Tianzun.

But if these third and fourth generation disciples don't provoke me, then it's fine...

Song Ren looked at He Tong and couldn't help but chuckle: "Lead him to the right path? What is the right path?"

He Tong: "The right way to immortality is the right way."

Upon hearing this, Song Ren asked Shen Xiaobao to step back again.

Then he raised his eyebrows and scanned the hundreds of monster hunting team members in the air.

His figure disappeared in a flash.

It has turned into a beam of thunder and rushed straight into the sky!

At the same time, the cold voice echoed throughout the world:
"An army uses cunning tactics, a general uses power, and a king uses hegemony."

"Victory is the right path!"

There was a hint of surprise in He Tong's eyes. When he looked up in shock, he saw a large arc of lightning flashing above his head!

boom! ! !
A bolt of thunder fell from the sky!

He Tong's crane wings folded in an instant, covering a small area around him.

But the rest of the monster hunting team members were not so lucky.

Unable to dodge in time, most of the members fell down with black smoke coming out of their bodies.

After He Tong sensed it, he was immediately shocked and furious: "How dare you, the evildoer, hurt my disciples!"

After spreading his wings, He Tong looked up, but saw that there was no trace of anyone where the thunder was gathering.

hateful!

What a fast movement!
Where has he gone?!
He Tong had no time to be surprised by the opponent's lightning speed, and arcs of lightning had already appeared in front of him.

He vibrated his wings and was about to retreat when an arm condensed from the lightning arc and suddenly grabbed her snow-white throat!

sieve!
The two of them were like falling thunder, and with a loud bang, they smashed large pieces of rocks on the ground into pieces.

The crane boy vomited blood, his face turned as white as paper, and his crane wings were stepped firmly into the rubble.

Looking up, He Tong looked at the person in front of him in horror. He obviously didn't expect that he would be defeated so easily with his own strength.

She struggled to get free, but the other person was incredibly strong, and the feeling of suffocation became more and more intense.

He Tong said intermittently: "Monster, monster, you dare to hurt my Yuxu Palace disciples, Master, Master will never let you go."

click!
Just as He Tong finished his harsh words, his slender and white neck was twisted off.

However, Hetong has already been included in the immortal class and is still alive.

But deep in those eyes, he looked at Song Ren with hostility, and spoke with difficulty in ventriloquy: "You, who on earth are you!"

Song Ren stared at the pale face and said sarcastically:
"You are nothing but a mountain spirit or wild monster. Do you really think that you are no longer a monster after joining Yuxu Palace?"

"You were born a demon, and you will be a demon for the rest of your life!"

Blood seeped from the corners of He Tong's lips: "No, it's different, I am now a disciple of Yuxu Palace!"

Song Ren leaned over and stared at him:
"Why, is there a conflict between the two?"

"Besides, isn't 'Yao' embarrassing you?"

He Tong seemed not to have heard it, and just repeated again, "I am a disciple of Yuxu Palace," as if to affirm himself.

At this time, Shen Xiaobao suddenly rushed over, got close and whispered: "Dad, they are disciples of Yuxu Palace, so don't they all belong to big brother's fellow disciples, which means they are the legendary righteous immortal sect?"

Song Ren originally wanted to kill He Tong.

But when he caught a glimpse of the extremely complicated look on Shen Xiaobao's face, it was probably the actions of the righteous immortal sect that shattered the filter in his mind.

Considering Shen Zhengdao's influence on Shen Xiaobao's values.

After Song Ren took another glance at the distraught He Tong, he made the rare decision to let go of his hand.

Song Ren mentioned Shen Xiaobao: "He's gone."

When he turned around, the crane boy on the ground laughed miserably and spoke ventriloquially: "Sir, if you don't silence him, aren't you worried about our master's revenge?"

Song Ren and Shen Xiaobao turned into thunder and disappeared.

But in the air, his reply was finally conveyed: "Then wait for good news."

He Tong was stunned for a moment, then he muttered Song Ren's reply on his pale face and vomited blood again.

He looked around with a desolate gaze, looking at the many fellow disciples who had suffered heavy casualties, and said in his heart: It seems that my master has provoked a serious guy.

Shang Dynasty, Chentang Pass
Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass who was stationed in the border area, had a wife named Lady Yin Shiniang.

According to residents inside the pass, a banquet is being held in the palace today.

This banquet was a birthday banquet for Nezha, the third prince of the general's mansion.

Song Ren and Shen Xiaobao entered the city without much effort.

Instead of looking for Shen Gongbao's trace first, he found the particularly eye-catching general's mansion.

Come here first and prepare to have a free meal. Shen Gongbao will come here later anyway, so there is no need to rush.

Night falls
The general's mansion was already full of people who had come for the banquet.

Shen Xiaobao was wolfing down his food at his desk, while Song Ren was looking at the buildings in the mansion.

At this moment, at the front of the courtyard in the mansion, Li Jing and his wife were entertaining everyone.

Not far away, Taiyi Zhenren, with a big belly and a whisk on his waist, was looking around anxiously and muttering softly:

"Hey, what happened to that kid today? Why hasn't the big day come yet?"

As he walked back and forth, Taiyi Zhenren suddenly sniffed his nose and said, "Strange, why is there an evil spirit around here?"

He sniffed the scent of evil all the way and slowly walked to the table of Song Ren and Shen Xiaobao.

He opened his eyes and looked at Song Ren and Shen Xiaobao sitting at the table.

Finally, staring at Shen Xiaobao who was eating heartily, just as he was about to speak, Song Ren stuffed a chicken leg into Taiyi Zhenren's mouth.

Song Ren: "Master, we are just passing through here and are here to watch the fun. I hope you don't misunderstand me."

Taiyi Zhenren was happily chewing on a chicken leg, with a proud look on his face, but he said vaguely: "Hehe, you little demons would not dare to mess around under my nose."

After saying that, he suddenly widened his eyes and looked at Song Ren: "Wait, are you saying that you are in the same group?"

But he didn't smell any evil spirit from Song Ren.

Song Ren did not give a direct answer to this, but casually took out a jar of good wine: "I heard that the Taoist priest is a wine lover, and I happen to have a jar of century-old wine here."

Master Taiyi threw away the chicken bones and just smelled the wine in the jar. He couldn't help but wipe his saliva, but still said with restraint: "No, you haven't answered my question yet."

Song Ren: "Master, we are all cultivators and seekers of the Tao, why don't we sit down and chat together."

Taiyi Zhenren wanted to refuse, but he couldn't help glancing at the good wine on the table. Finally, he swallowed his saliva and said, "Okay, since we are all fellow Taoists, and you are sincere, I will have a drink too, hehe."

When he sat down cross-legged, his fat belly immediately hit the corner of the table.

duang, duang, duang...

Full of flexibility!
(End of this chapter)