Conferred Gods: Start with a Phoenix clone

Chapter 1607 Nezha and the Inner Demon

An evening party cannot only have singing and dancing, but also some language programs. Generally, it is more joyful at this time.

Some wild monsters are the language programs on the journey to the West. They are used by Sun Wukong, Zhu Bajie and others to vent their anger. You can beat them as you like, even if you kill them.

Ordinary disposable supplies are easy to arrange, but some wild monsters with deeper blessings need careful planning.

Xiao Wu took the demon-summoning flag and descended from the clouds. At this time, she had already arrived at the Guanyin Temple.

This Zen temple was built more than a hundred years ago at the suggestion of Fahai, and has now become the most popular Buddhist temple within hundreds of miles.

At this point in time, Guangzhi is still nowhere to be seen, and Elder Jinchi, an "ordinary person" who lives to be 270 years old, has not been born yet. However, the Black Bear Demon, the Gray Wolf Demon, and the White Snake Demon are all there.

The three monsters all had the transverse bones in their throats dissolved, and had acquired a certain level of Taoism.

Xiao Wu waved the demon-summoning flag. The three demons were the most powerful demons nearby. They were extremely confused and didn't understand why there was such a magic weapon in the world that could restrain the demons. However, they still followed the ancient contract and came to obey his orders involuntarily.

Xiaowu looked through the "plan" and "storyboard" given to her by her biological father, and looked at the Zen temple from time to time. She felt that the verbal narration was dry and it would be better to practice it in person. However, some monks were not born yet, and there was no need to catch the monks in the Zen temple to cooperate with the performance. After more than three hundred years, these monks would have died long ago.

Seeing the demon-summoning banner summon three demons at once, she couldn't help but feel happy. She could arrange for the demons to play the role of monks.

I was so smart! But then a new problem arose: how could I explain my intentions clearly?
After thinking about it for a while, I couldn't come up with any good reason, so I just took a hard approach.

She said loudly: "I will be in charge of the demon-summoning flag, and all of you will just follow my orders. Black bear, you stand here, snake demon, come here."

The three monsters were pulled over in a daze, and then moved mechanically, their heads were confused and they didn't understand what she meant.

Half an hour passed before Xiaowu was dissatisfied with their "rehearsal" for the third time.

The wolf demon was the first to explode: "How dare you tease me like this?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, the black bear covered his mouth tightly. The black bear's palm was thick and strong, covering the wolf's mouth tightly.

The Black Bear Demon nodded and bowed to Xiao Wu, with a flattering look on his face: "My Lord, this guy hit his head a few days ago and is a little unclear, hehe. Hehe."

Xiao Wu is a true descendant of a saint. Not to mention that he has the demon-summoning banner in his hand, he can make them live if he wants them to, and die if he wants them to. Even without the demon-summoning banner, he is able to suppress these three little demons with his own realm.

She glanced at the wolf spirit casually, and this glance was filled with the Shangqing Immortal Method. The pressure like a sharp sword instantly made the wolf spirit wet his pants.

The white snake demon and the black bear demon both trembled.

Xiao Wu cleared his throat and said, "Let's do it again. When the holy monk from the Tang Dynasty arrives at the Zen temple, the white snake spirit will pretend to be the old monk in the temple. Where should you stand at this time?"

The white snake demon's smile was like crying: "Little demon."

Xiao Wu glanced at him and he quickly changed his words: "I am in the front hall and warmly welcome them."

"Well, Canglang Jing is playing the role of a young monk. Where should you stand at this moment?" The Canglang Jing, his pants soaked, made a door-opening gesture towards the air, then said flatteringly, "Holy monks, let me help you carry your luggage."

"Okay." Xiao Wu nodded, and finally looked at the Black Bear Demon: "What about you?"

The Black Bear replied cautiously, "I should stay in the cave, make no noise, and pretend I'm not home."

Xiao Wu was very happy: "Very good, very good. It seems that you all remember the key points. Let's follow this process again. Now I am the holy monk."

Guanyin Temple is just one stop on the journey to the West. There are many similar stops, some of which may not be used. Deng Chanyu also made various arrangements.

The journey to the West cannot be smooth sailing. It is normal to encounter some twists and turns and unexpected accidents along the way.

Since there are accidents, we need to make plans.

The total distance of 180,000 miles is just a saying. In fact, judging from Fahai's journey, it is far more than 180,000 miles.

At Wuzhuang Temple, Tang Sanzang and his disciples traveled 120 li in one night during their overnight escape. Normally, this wouldn't have been possible. Based on a 60-li distance, they should have reached Lingshan in five years. However, they actually took fourteen years, potentially exceeding 300,000 li in total. Such a long journey required a basic plan for the demons, and Xiaowu's task was a formidable one.

Xiao Wu is running around outside. Originally, these tasks should have belonged to Nezha, but now Nezha cannot obtain information from the outside world because he has reached the most critical moment to achieve the Taiyi Dao Fruit.

He has a solid foundation and rich accumulation. In the process of refining his own magic weapon, he has actually done most of the preliminary work to achieve Taiyi Dao Fruit. Now it is a natural thing to do. He just needs to polish his magic power and take the last step.

"In fact, fellow Daoist, you could have made a breakthrough a hundred years ago. Your master was jealous of your talent and suppressed you for a hundred years." A voice with a hint of bewitching tone sounded beside his ear.

Nezha turned a deaf ear and calmly attacked the last level.

The voice rang out again: "There are thousands of great ways in this world, and tens of thousands of methods. Laying the foundation? You've reached your level, do you still need to do basic cultivation? Don't you have any doubts about using the most mediocre method to achieve the Dao Fruit? Why did the Master choose the longest and most difficult path for you?"

The voice kept nagging in his ears. Nezha could no longer bear it and had to open his eyes. He saw a handsome young man standing in front of him.

The man said sincerely, "You and I are both geniuses of the same generation. I've stumbled a lot in my life, and I really can't bear to see you make the same mistakes, so I came here to remind you."

Nezha looked at him strangely: "Are you Yin Jiao? Or is it Luo Hou's clone Jidu?" (Chapter 828)
Yin Jiao chuckled, "Of course it's Yin Jiao. Who the hell is Jidu? What's Luohou? Their methods are interesting, but they are outdated after all. They are not even worthy of carrying this prince's shoes."

Nezha looked at him suspiciously: "Have you absorbed their magic power? What realm are you in now?"

"Fellow Daoist, you can come and see for yourself." Yin Jiao's aura suddenly changed.

In Nezha's opinion, the magical power of this Shang prince was extremely profound. He crossed the three realms of Golden Immortal, Taiyi and Daluo almost instantly.

Yin Jiao even revealed his three-headed, six-armed Dharma body and looked at him triumphantly, "Daoist friend, do you want to learn this magical power?"

(End of this chapter)