Slay the Gods: Return of the Ancient Chinese Gods, Start with the Fuxi Plate

"Who?"

It's him, it's him, our friend...

Su Yan didn't dare to say anything definite, so he said in a cryptic way: "Wait until I confirm whether it is feasible, then we can discuss it again... What day is today?"

"Friday." Lin Qiye said.

On Friday, Nezha has one less class in the afternoon and will leave school at 4:30. Then his mother takes him to Latin dance class, and then to street dance, and then to math cram school. He will not be able to go home until 10:30. He also has to learn piano at 8:00 tomorrow morning... I can only call him.

Su Yan mourned for Nezha in his heart for ten seconds, handed the phone to Lin Qiye and said:

"Qiye, prepare to assemble the team. Tomorrow night, the Night's Watch will launch a sweep against the altar stronghold in Lintang City. Our team will be one of the main forces."

Lin Qiye: "One of them? Who are the others?"

"Commander Ye didn't say that anyone who solves riddles should be dragged out and shot."

Haha, you should be dragged out and shot... Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows, stood up and left.

Chapter 345 The Three Altars of Haihui Great God

"Clap clap clap!"

"Sister Hongying, please come out quickly, I need to use the toilet!"

In the girls' dormitory, Si Xiaonan covered her stomach and leaned over the bathroom door, banging on it in a very anxious voice.

Then, Hongying's soft voice came from the toilet, with a hint of panic: "Xiaonan, I can't go out now, you go outside!"

"Is there a toilet outside?"

“There’s a forest on the back hill!”

Si Xiaonan wailed, "Sister Hongying, I hate you," and ran out with his back bent.

In the bathroom, Hongying patted her plump 36D breasts, secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and turned on the faucet again.

"I think I peed my pants..."

Her little hands were rubbing her panties vigorously in the small basin, and her sweet face was a little shy and embarrassed.

After making sure it was clean and hung in a ventilated place, she wanted to open the door and go out, but suddenly turned back to the mirror and carefully lifted the collar of her pajamas.

A slender snow-white neck, delicate white collarbone, deep ravines, and patches of pink traces spreading freely along the whiteness, like peach blossoms adorned on the white snow.

Hongying puffed out her cheeks, her face flushed a little, and she muttered softly: "Or, I'll sleep in the bathroom tonight..."

"Clap clap."

The sudden knock on the door startled her. Hongying quickly covered her collar and said, "Xiaonan, just go out."

"Sister Hongying, it's me." Jia Lan's voice came from outside the door:

"Su Yan came to see you and said he had something urgent to do."

Hongying was stunned, her eyelashes fluttered like a small fan, and her sweet face was dull... Didn't they just separate? Why didn't they give her a break?

"Jialan, tell him I'm asleep and I'm not going out!"

"Oh~!"

Hongying breathed a sigh of relief as Jialan left, only to hear Jialan running back: "Sister Hongying, Su Yan said it's urgent and he can't wait any longer!"

Hongying: o(╥﹏╥)o

......

Soon, the good friends who had just been separated for less than half an hour gathered together again.

Su Yan held Hongying's hand and trotted all the way to a deserted place. He carefully observed his surroundings for a moment, then looked at Hongying nervously: "Sister Hongying, are you ready?"

Hongying looked at him pitifully, with fear in her eyes:

"Really? Su Yan, I'm a little scared. This is my first time..."

Su Yan held her hand and quickly comforted her softly, "Don't be afraid. We are already so familiar with each other. What are you afraid of? You will get used to it after the first time. Just leave it to me."

"Then...that's fine."

Hongying pursed her lips, her curled eyelashes trembling, and stretched out her white jade fingers to dial a number...

at the same time.

In the Cangnan Children's Palace, a child in a red sweatshirt suddenly felt the phone on his wrist vibrate. He froze for a moment, then calmly put his hand behind his back, raised his other hand, and shouted:

"Report, teacher, I need to go to the toilet!"

The math teacher gave him a sidelong look and said, "Go ahead. Lazy donkeys will poop and piss if they go to the mill."

Nezha, with a frightened face, trotted out of the classroom, hid in a corner, pressed the connect button, and before he could hear a sound from the other side, he angrily said:

"Didn't I tell you I have to make up for the missed class on Friday?"

Hongying said in a trembling voice, "Nezha... Master Nezha, I have something urgent to discuss with you."

"You better be in a hurry!" Nezha rolled his eyes, then suddenly thought of something and asked, "Wait a moment, let me ask you, how complete is the fire?"

Hongying's breathing stagnated. After waiting for a long time, she said weakly, "Master Nezha, fifty percent..."

"Fifty... fifty percent?!" Nezha opened his mouth and cried out "Ouch!" before squatting on the ground, scratching his hair frantically with both hands.

"It was just a tiny spark, and it took you three whole months to refine it to 50%. It took me three seconds to refine it. Oh my god, did you call me the first time just to piss me off..."

Hongying: “Wuwuwu…”

"Hey, hey, hey, that's enough!" Su Yan's voice suddenly came from the watch, full of anger, "Nezha, are you done yet? You're addicted to scolding my good friend, right?"

Nezha's face darkened: "What did you say?"

Su Yan angrily said, "How can she compare with you? Who the hell are you? You are the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, the Marshal of the Central Altar, the Grand Master of All Heavens, and the Great General of Might and Spirit!

"A god-like being with a talent so high that it breaks through the heavens within the Three Realms, possessing a fleeting thought and unparalleled wisdom! Born with innate divine power, his three-headed, six-armed Dharmakaya body commands all things, a peerless god-like being who controls the fate of all things!"

"A peerless deity from the Three Realms like you're here competing with a twenty-year-old girl in terms of talent. Is there anything wrong with me saying something about you? Is there anything wrong?"

Nezha was stunned: ...

Su Yan refused to give in and continued to scold, "Furthermore, on the path of cultivation, cultivating talent is one aspect, but the realization of the ultimate truth of heaven and earth is the most important. How much experience does my good friend Ying have?"

"Look at you now. At such a young age, you caused chaos in the East China Sea and slayed the evil dragon, saving the people from the dragon's bullying and becoming a hero who saved the people.

"Then he removed his bones to return to his father and cut off his flesh to return to his mother, which was a perfect interpretation of the word 'morality'. When he conferred the gods and punished Zhou, he was even more heroic and fearless, and his power shook the three realms..."

Su Yan became more and more angry as he spoke, and could not help but yell:

"With your unparalleled character and experience, you're comparing yourself to a 20-year-old girl. Is that right? You're being reasonable, aren't you? It really infuriates me!"

"..."

The space suddenly fell silent, and both sides stopped talking. All that could be heard was Su Yan's heavy breathing on the other end of the phone, looking extremely angry.

After a long time, Nezha slowly squatted down against the wall, rubbed the corners of his sore mouth, clasped his hands, and whispered:

"Hongying, I've just thought about it carefully, and what Su Yan said is absolutely right.

"When it comes to cultivation, I've been a bit too obsessed with appearances. With your mortal talent, you were able to refine 50% of the fire in just three months. You must have been practicing day and night, not even slacking off for a moment, even when eating or sleeping.

"I should be praising you. After all, on the path of cultivation, perseverance is a thousand times more important than talent."

Hongying's voice was surprised: "Master Nezha, I..."

"Very good, keep up the good work and don't get impatient."

"Thank you, Master Nezha." Hongying's voice was hoarse.

"Well, what's the matter that you are looking for me in such a hurry?" Nezha scratched his head, unable to suppress the smile.

Su Yan snorted coldly and said:

"Several Egyptian gods are planning to invade Daxia tomorrow. We're a bit short on manpower, and the night watchmen are quite pessimistic, saying Daxia might not be able to hold out.

Su Yan paused and said in a disdainful tone:

"But I find it quite ridiculous, because they have no idea what kind of god is hidden in Cangnan...unparalleled in the world, the Great God of the Three Altars and Sea Assembly, the Marshal of the Central Altar, the Grand Master of All Heavens..."

five minutes later......

Nezha leaned his head against the wall and twisted his body unconsciously:

"Send me the location, I'll be there on time tomorrow!"

Chapter 346 The gathering of believers

Lintang City.

An abandoned small manor, sitting dark in the night, with dilapidated and mottled walls covered with withered ivy.

The gate of the manor was closed tightly, and the door hinges creaked harshly due to years of disrepair. The large rusty padlock hung heavily on the door, silently telling us that no one had lived here for a long time.

But what is not known is.

In the basement of the manor, the shadows of three people and a dog were projected onto the wall by candlelight. As the candlelight flickered, the shadows kept twisting and deforming, as if performing a horror drama.

The thick ink in the space was oppressive. They sat around the table without moving, listening to the painful wails that seemed to come from hell from the door not far away, and couldn't help but grit their teeth.

"Sir, please explode right here, sir! Ouch!"

"Snap, snap, snap, snap—!"

"Ahahahahaha, Patrick must never say no, catch the jellyfish! Catch the jellyfish! Catch the jellyfish! Hahahaha, ow——!"

After more than ten minutes, the painful wails gradually subsided and then disappeared.

After a long while, the bedroom door slowly opened with a dull and long "creak".

A bearded man with tears on his face limped out. He slowly walked to the table and sat down. When his butt touched the stool, he gasped in pain and stood up suddenly.

This time, she could no longer hold back her grievance and burst into suppressed tears.

Third seat:......

Seventh Seat: ...

Ninth Seat: ...