si-mexico Chapter 43 Ao Guang goes to Heaven to complain, Nezha summons his soul in the Golden Light Cave.
Chapter 43 Ao Guang goes to Heaven to complain, Nezha summons his soul in the Golden Light Cave.
The Dragon King of the East Sea immediately flew up to the Thirty-Third Heaven.
Outside the South Heavenly Gate, the heavenly soldiers guarding the gate didn't recognize the newcomer at all. They blocked him with their halberds, shouting angrily:
"Where did this beggar come from? Get down to the mortal realm!"
Ao Guang was even angrier!
I felt my blood rushing backward, and the missing corner on my head looked even more terrifying.
His eyes turned bloodshot, and he slapped his thigh and wailed:
"I am Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East Sea! Quickly go and inform His Majesty, and seek justice for your subject!"
After the filming was finished, she was shocked to realize that her leg had been broken by that little vixen. The bone was shattered into pieces, with only some skin and flesh sticking it together. So she cried even louder.
Ao Guang, whose face was covered in blood and disfigured when he was carried to the Lingxiao Palace, began to cry in front of all the immortals, saying that he had only wanted to seek justice, but had been beaten into this state by that demoness.
Upon hearing this, all the gods in the hall were stunned.
Nezha is indeed the reincarnation of Lingzhu and has such abilities, but where did that little girl who suddenly appeared come from?
"His Majesty."
A man stepped forward from the hall, bowed, and said:
"After we use the Haotian Mirror to locate the demoness, we can hand her over to Chang Geng to capture her."
The speaker was none other than Li Changgeng, Taibai Jinxing, a trusted minister of the Jade Emperor. He stepped forward to take on the task for two reasons: firstly, to save face for the Dragon King, and secondly, because His Majesty was recently worried about the Primordial Purple Qi, and the weight of a Dragon King was far less than that of a mere ten thousand.
At that moment, he felt a little resentful towards Ao Guang for making so many troubles, always suing this person and that person.
"You are right, my dear minister."
After the Jade Emperor finished speaking, a mirror appeared in the very center of the Lingxiao Palace with a flick of his sleeve.
The Haotian Mirror emitted bursts of spiritual light, and images of the lower realm flashed rapidly within it, but...
After a long time, the Haotian Mirror still did not react in the slightest.
"This……"
Venus was shocked first. His Majesty's Haotian Mirror was a treasure bestowed upon him by the Ancestor Hongjun at the Treasure Dividing Cliff, which could observe the Three Realms.
How could I not see it?
His face was flushed with anger as he questioned Ao Guang:
"You must be thinking that Heaven is too idle, so you're here to complain? There's no such demoness as you're talking about!"
Upon hearing this, the Dragon King of the East Sea felt extremely wronged. Pointing to the missing dragon horn on his head, he cried out in protest:
"Am I supposed to pluck out all the dragon horns myself just to cause you trouble?"
"This old minister is innocent! There really is such a vixen! It's true!"
Venus glanced away coldly.
Although the Jade Emperor, who sat at the very top, remained calm on the surface, a suspicion began to form in his mind.
"Could it be that little girl outside the Peach Garden?"
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Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguang Cave.
Xiao Yangjiao carried the mangled corpse step by step into the room.
The Venerable Taiyi, who was meditating on the futon, twitched his nose slightly and furrowed his brows.
"What a strong smell of blood?"
Upon smelling the blood again, it seemed so familiar.
"Nezha?!"
Immediately, Master Taiyi could no longer sit still and hurriedly stood up. As soon as he stood up, he saw that his little fellow Daoist was covered in blood, and on her back was the lifeless person, who was none other than his beloved disciple whom he cherished.
"Who dares to force my disciple to his death!"
The whisk fell to the ground, and my fingertips began to go numb.
His eyes welled up with tears, and he quickly walked over and stopped in front of Nezha, his face trembling uncontrollably.
He wanted to reach out and catch Nezha, but when he saw the gruesome corpse, his hands trembled so much that he dared not touch it.
A fierce golden light surged from his body, shaking the entire Qianyuan Mountain, causing sand and stones to fly, and a crack to appear from top to bottom.
The sorrow on Taiyi Zhenren's face quickly turned into barely suppressed anger, and he said after much restraint:
"Put Nezha down first, and I will summon his soul. Tell me slowly."
With a thought, the whisk flew back into Taiyi Zhenren's hand.
He took a deep breath, waved his hand, and used his whisk to create a formation, summoning Nezha's spirit.
Xiao Yangjiao watched over him, explaining everything to him.
Upon hearing this, Taiyi Zhenren couldn't help but let out a cold snort.
"That Dragon King of the East Sea only knows how to complain to the Jade Emperor! He harmed my disciple's life, so naturally I must have a proper discussion with him before the Jade Emperor!"
“Nezha is the manifestation of the Spirit Pearl. No matter how a god commits suicide, there is no way to save him. Only my disciple, though his soul has nowhere to rely and his spirit has nowhere to depend, can be reborn by nourishing his soul.”
As he spoke, he waved his whisk faster and faster, and Taiyi Zhenren also showed signs of fatigue. It took him a long time to recall Nezha's soul.
A faint, transparent spirit instantly appeared in the Golden Light Cave.
Extremely weak, vague and indistinct, still and unmoved by the wind.
When Xiao Yangjiao saw Nezha again, she was overjoyed and cried out:
"Nezha..."
However, the solemnity on Taiyi Zhenren's face did not fade, and he pondered for a moment before saying:
"His soul is too damaged now, it's already difficult enough to gather it together, and he's still unconscious."
Yang Jiao knew that it would take three years to build a palace for Nezha to nurture his soul before he could be reborn, but thinking of Li Jing's future actions, she turned her gaze to the lotus flowers in the alchemy pool of Taiyi Zhenren.
She didn't want to hurt Nezha again, so she suggested:
"Does the True Immortal have a way to restore Nezha's body right now?"
Upon hearing this, even the Great Master Taiyi found himself in a difficult position.
He sighed softly:
“Nezha was born from Li’s womb, and only those who are related by blood can be enshrined in a temple and receive incense for three years.”
Upon hearing this, Xiao Yangjiao instantly lost all her strength.
This is the Tao, the so-called cause and effect.
Nezha was born through Lady Li's womb, which is the cause, and the consequences can only be borne by his parents.
She was disappointed that she couldn't do anything for Nezha, but then she saw Taiyi Zhenren stroking his beard and calculating with his fingers.
His fingertips moved rapidly, and the expression on his face changed from doubt to normalcy, finally revealing a faint smile amidst Yang Jiao's anxious expression.
"The outcome of this calamity is uncertain!"
Taiyi Zhenren first placed Nezha's soul on the futon before addressing Yang Jiao:
"Transcending the mundane requires no filthy bones; attaining sainthood requires seeking the incense of resurrection."
"Originally, Nezha was born with a mortal body, so his foundation was somewhat weak. This self-sacrifice would be more beneficial for his cultivation!"
Yang Jiao was happy for Nezha upon hearing this, as Li Jing's bloodline was not worthy of Nezha! Let's exchange it for lotus roots!
Just as she was getting excited, she heard Taiyi Zhenren continue speaking:
There are two ways to reshape Nezha's form.
First, after receiving incense offerings, the clay sculpture was resurrected into a golden body, and this body, imbued with the power of the vows, would greatly increase Nezha's future merits and blessings.
Yang Jiao listened, but Taiyi Zhenren didn't mention the second method. She asked in confusion:
"What about the second method?"
“Ah…” Taiyi Zhenren sighed deeply and shook his head, saying, “The second method is too difficult. Let’s just have him make a clay body by offering incense.”
Something's not right. The more Yang Jiao thought about it, the more something seemed off.
Isn't the second possibility that Li Jing replaced the Nezha statue with a lotus root after breaking it? The lotus root grew in that alchemy pool, so there must be another way.
Yang Jiao's curiosity was piqued, and she urged Taiyi Zhenren to continue.
"Please tell me, what is the second method?"
Taiyi Zhenren smiled helplessly and said:
"The second method is to add another incense stick, which will make Nezha's soul several times stronger. If he obtains this incense, Nezha may be able to achieve an immortal soul in the future, and will not be harmed by any curses or evil spells!"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jiao realized it wasn't lotus root.
One option is to bring Nezha back to life with a completely transformed body, and the other is to let his soul live on without dying. That's definitely the better choice!
"What kind of fragrance is that?"
She asked eagerly.
After a moment's thought, Taiyi Zhenren said, "The Goddess Nuwa herself lit the incense."
Goddess Nuwa!
Yang Jiao thought to herself:
Yes, yes, yes, humans were all created by the goddess Nuwa, so the incense she lit herself would naturally make Nezha several levels more powerful!
only……
Taiyi Zhenren didn't feel he was losing face, after all, that was one of the Six Sages, and said:
"Although I am qualified to pay homage to the Goddess Nuwa, I cannot obtain that incense, as she has never bestowed it upon me."
Slightly disappointed, he flicked his whisk and said to Yang Jiao:
"It will take forty-nine days to restore Nezha's soul. I cannot do it alone, so I have urgently summoned my senior brother, Master Yuding, to come and help."
"As for the matter of opening the ancestral hall, I will convey it to Madam Li myself."
Yang Jiao, however, had a different thought at this moment.
"Nezha deserves the best!"