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Chapter 57 Li Jing? Irrelevant!

The seed bag released a foul-smelling wind filled with the scent of heather, which made all the immortals and gods in the sky change color.

During the incident at Little Western Paradise, Sun Wukong refused to contribute and asked all the gods and Buddhas for help, but none of them came back and were put into the bag by the Yellow-browed Monster.

The human bag of the Yellow-browed Monster is the acquired bag of Maitreya Buddha. It is extremely powerful. Anyone who falls into the bag will have their bones and tendons weakened, their skin wrinkled, and they will lose the ability to resist.

All the immortals present, the twenty-eight heavenly soldiers, and the five Jiedis, had all been put into the bag before. The moment they saw the bag, they were filled with fear and looked shocked.

Li Jing had never suffered the pain of being in a human seed bag before. He saw the evil wind rolling and hitting his face. The stench was extremely bad. His eyes were red from the burning and he screamed:
“Hmmmm—”

Along with the screams of the immortals, their skin aged rapidly and cracked like old tree bark. Their bodies were wrapped in a warm air and felt extremely numb.

Then the evil wind from the human seed bag turned the sky upside down, and the surrounding sky and earth became dim, and a white light was emitted from the bag.

The white light swirled around, and the white light in the bag sucked back like a tide, sucking all the immortals into the human bag. The immortals hurriedly fled, throwing away the heavy objects on their bodies.

Things are different now. In the past, if you fell into Huangmei's hands, you still had a chance to survive.

If it falls into the hands of Sun Wukong, it will be all over!
Li Jing was still groping in the dark, his eyes aching. Then he felt his hands go empty. He was horrified and cried out, "Who touched my pagoda?"

"It's Sun Wukong!" Li Jing couldn't open his eyes. His magic weapon was stolen, and he immediately thought of Sun Wukong!
He wanted to use his magic power to resist the rolling evil wind, but suddenly he felt a chill in his heart, and this cold feeling quickly spread throughout his body.

"No, Nezha!"

Now his pagoda has been taken away by Sun Wukong, what about Nezha beside him?
Click!

The pain of two demon-subduing pestles piercing his body immediately made Li Jing open his eyes. Braving the foul wind, Li Jing saw two Nezha who looked similar. One Nezha was weighing the pagoda in his hand, and the other Nezha was staring at him fiercely.

"An incarnation?" Li Jing's eyes widened. "Impossible! The Qiankun Circle locked your soul. How did you split it?"

Nezha, who was holding the pagoda in Journey to the West, did not answer. He raised the pagoda in his hand high, and then clasped his hands together. The pagoda that controlled Nezha was like a paper and shattered in an instant!

"No! My tower!"

Li Jing's eyes were bloodshot and he was completely furious. Looking at Nezha who destroyed the tower, he wished he could tear off his flesh and blood.

"evil creature!"

"The tower is your father, how dare you kill him!"

Li Jing's eyes were wide open with anger, and his pair of red pupils were fixed on Nezha. He couldn't imagine why Nezha could break through the seal of the soul and destroy the pagoda!
Nezha's brows jumped, and he slapped Li Jing in the face with his backhand:

"Are you Li Jing?"

"You don't deserve it!"

Nezha fell into the evil wind and held Li Jing's body with both hands to prevent him from being sucked into the human bag.

At the same time, he looked at the third-rate Li Jing in this world with disdain, feeling that he was inferior to Li Jing.

Even though their relationship was bad, it did not fall to the point of using magic weapons to control each other. The Buddha only gave them a pagoda to ease the relationship.

Nezha shook his head and hated this world in his heart. This world was so bad!

Nezha from the Journey to the West world turned around and looked at his brother from Black Mythology: "Is this Lao Deng bullying you?"

"Go give that old man two slaps!"

The Great God of the Three Altars Sea Assembly of Black Myth was stunned. The tower that had locked him up for thousands of years was broken just like that?
It's broken, it's broken, the tower is broken. The tower is fucking broken!

Nezha from Black Myth, his expression changed from disbelief, to confusion, to doubt about life.

Finally, Nezha recognized the reality. His expression began to twist, and he couldn't help but hold his forehead and laugh wildly. "Hehehehehe."

Nezha’s smile was sad, helpless and pitiful.

It was not a mockery of Li Jing, nor was it a joy for freedom, but a self-mockery of his own past years.

Taking the tower as the father, kneeling when seeing the father, the moral code and etiquette, these invisible etiquettes, turned into the most real chains, imposed on oneself, and finally broke today?

It's all like a dream.

"Do you want me to help you hold him down and give Li Jing a ruthless blow?"

The gleaming demon-slaying sword was placed on Li Jing's head. Li Jing felt a chill in his body and his eyes went dark.
"Zha'er, don't make a big mistake. You've already destroyed the pagoda. Do you still want to kill your father today?"

Faced with the threat of life and death, Li Jing could no longer maintain the airs of his father. He spoke in a low and gentle voice, trying to persuade.

At this time, Nezha from the Black Myth world turned to the other side and asked, "You are me, and I am you. Don't you want to kill Li Jing?"

Nezha from the Journey to the West world shook his head upon hearing this, a smile on his face:
"I have already cut off my flesh to return to my father and cut off my bones to return to my mother. There is no relationship between me and Li Jing."

"I don't know him. I have nothing to do with him!"

Nezha from the Dark Mythology world was startled, then smiled brightly: "Yeah, it's irrelevant!"

"Since it's irrelevant, let him go."

Nezha from the Journey to the West world let go after hearing this, and the evil wind from the human bag had infinite suction force, and was about to roll Li Jing into the human bag.

At this moment, Nezha from the Dark Myth world suddenly snatched the demon-slaying sword, slashed it quickly, and cut off Li Jing's head with one blow.

This demon-slaying sword from the world of Journey to the West has been used by Nezha to slay demons and destroy evil spirits. It has drunk the blood of evil demons and evildoers, and can cut both flesh and souls with the sword.

Li Jing's head was chopped off by a knife, but there was still a look of joy on his face at being alive.

But this secret joy immediately turned into horror.

He didn't understand why Nezha, who had clearly let him go, would go back on his word?
"My son, why are you here?"

Nezha from Black Myth was splattered with blood, his eyes fanatical: "Yesterday's cause and effect were irrelevant, how can today's cause and effect be retributed?"

He is different from Nezha in the world of Journey to the West. After he was resurrected by Tathagata, he wore a tight hoop for his soul. This is the origin of the Qiankun Circle. Once the Qiankun Circle is activated by the pagoda, it will shrink, collecting the soul and breaking the spirit. In the mildest case, the soul will be damaged, and in the worst case, the soul will be scattered.

There is only one inconvenience, which is that it is not as convenient as the golden hoop. You have to hold up the pagoda and control Nezha like a remote control.

Later, Tathagata modified the Qiankun Circle and created three hoops, which led to the creation of the Heart-Calming Mantra and the Golden Hoop.

Looking at the flying head, Nezha looked dazed, as if he was relieved, as if his knot in his heart had been resolved, with a satisfied smile on his face.

The two Nezha were enlightened, put their palms together, and laughed in unison, "Good, good!"

"Mr. Li helped me resolve my inner conflict and attain enlightenment. He is truly compassionate."

"Nezha is reciting a sutra for the layman here, hoping that he will soon return to paradise and enjoy the true fruit of enlightenment!"

After the two Nezha finished speaking, they smiled at each other, clapped their hands together, emitted white light, and walked into each other's bodies.

He and I gather our spiritual light and elevate it!
The white light slowly retracted into its body, and only Nezha was left between heaven and earth. He smiled brightly and fell from the clouds like a lively teenager.

Nezha raised his head, put his hands on his hips, and said with a smile:
"Monkey, I'm one step ahead of you."

(End of this chapter)