The Spirit Bead is the spiritual reincarnation of the Spirit Bead in Nuwa Palace. It can be said that it has a great fortune and is of extraordinary qualifications, which is even more prosperous than Yang Jian's mixed-blood qualification.

If Nezha hadn't lost his physical body, how could he have fallen worse than Yang Jian later? Otherwise Nezha would have at least reached the quasi-saint realm. Unfortunately, he was plotted to lose his physical body, and he could not even enter the Daluo realm in the end. He was getting further and further away from Yang Jian and others' cultivation. When Journey to the West, Nezha could not even beat Sun Wukong, and Yang Jian could do it all.

The great catastrophe of the Gods was launched. If Fang Xiaoyu had not appeared, Yang Jian, who had great luck, would have been accepted as a disciple by the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Anarchy Sect.

Yang Jian was lucky and had no accidents, but Nezha's experience was not that good.

Li Jing walked away from the delivery room, feeling extremely nervous. If this third child was not a young man, he could only continue to work hard. If it were a young man, he would definitely send him to Chaoge as soon as possible and make him worship under the imperial teacher Fang Xiaoyu.

In Li Jing's opinion, it is enough to have Jin Zha and Mu Zha who are under the sect of the Master of the Academic Sect. The third son Nezha can be under the Emperor's Master, which can not only stabilize his position in the Da Shang Dynasty, but also not delay Nezha's future. This can be said to be the best choice.

The red light soared into the sky, and Li Jing was not without knowledge. When he felt a move in his heart, he naturally knew that his third son was afraid that his origin was not simple.

At this moment, the midwife who delivered her wife in the delivery room suddenly ran out screaming.

"Monster, monster..."

The midwife looked terrified and ran out of the delivery room full of blood. Seeing this, Li Jing couldn't help but frown, strode forward, grabbed the midwife and shouted, "Why are you so panicked?"

If Li Jing hadn't cared about his wife and children, he would have been so easy to talk to, so he would have punished the crazy midwife.

The midwife was so suppressed by Li Jing's aura and suddenly woke up. Looking at Li Jing's angry face, her heart trembled and exclaimed: "Sir, Madam... Madam, she produced a red ball of flesh, which is extremely scary..."

"nonsense……"

Li Jing snorted coldly, waved his hand and his personal soldiers came forward to take the midwife away, while Li Jing strode towards the delivery room.

"Madam, don't panic, I'm here!"

Although he didn't believe it, Li Jing also knew that the midwife had absolutely no courage to deceive him, so Li Jing was quite curious about what happened that made the midwife so panicked. Could it be that his wife really gave birth to a freak?

My heart sank. This third son was related to whether he could establish a relationship with the imperial master, so Li Jing was very concerned, for fear of something unexpected.

As he strode into the delivery room, Li Jing saw his wife lying weakly on the bed, and a maid who served his wife seemed to be frightened and mixed up on the edge of the bed. In the room, a meat ball the size of a human head radiated a soft light and flew around the room, looking extremely strange.

Seeing this scene, Li Jing's expression changed and he immediately understood why the midwife reacted so much. Most people would be frightened when they saw this situation.

"How dare you disturb the purity of my Li Mansion?"

While speaking, Li Jing slashed out with a sword and hit the ball. The ball suddenly shone brightly, and a chubby doll appeared.

Mrs. Li on the bed saw this and her eyes lit up. She endured her weakness and discomfort and said to Li Jing: "Master, this is our child."

Li Jing looked at the baby who appeared in the flesh ball, his eyes full of doubt, and the baby opened his extremely pure eyes wide and looked at Li Jing.

After breathing out a breath of turbid air, Li Jing shouted: "Come here, serve the wife and the third son."

After more than three years of pregnancy, Mrs. Li has been worried that she is pregnant with a freak. When she saw the child born, Li Jing also recognized the child. Mrs. Li breathed a sigh of relief, felt relieved, and couldn't help but faint.

Li Jing was a little panicked here. He didn't know whether this freak that came to his home was a blessing or a disaster. He made up his mind and sent his third son Nezha to Chaoge in a few days and became a disciple of the imperial master.

Just as I calmed down, a servant suddenly came to report: "Sir, there is a Taoist outside the mansion asking for a visit."

Li Jing was slightly stunned. How could a Taoist come here now? Could it be that the strange phenomenon that appeared when Nezha was born not long ago? Could this Taoist come here to subdue demons and eliminate demons?

Such thoughts flashed through his mind, and Li Jing said in a deep voice: "Please come over."

Taiyi Zhenren was wearing a Taoist robe and had a good posture. He looked like a master at first glance. He now entered the living room under the guidance of his personal soldiers of the General's Office.

Taiyi Zhenren is not unfamiliar with Li Jing, the general of Chentangguan. After all, the disciples of Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun and Samantabhadra Zhenren are Li Jing's two sons, so although they have never met Li Jing, they have heard of Li Jing's name.

However, Taiyi Zhenren did not expect that he would have a master-disciple relationship with the general's young master. He came this time to accept Li Jing, the newly born third young master, as his disciple.

While Taiyi Zhenren was looking at Li Jing, Li Jing was also looking at Taiyi Zhenren. Taiyi Zhenren's good looks made Li Jing feel a little favorable.

With a slight bow, Li Jing said to Taiyi Zhenren: "I don't know what my friend is doing here?"

Taiyi Zhenren smiled and said, "I am Taiyi Zhenren of Jinguang Cave of Qianyuan Mountain. After traveling here, I suddenly felt something. The prince of the noble family and I have a relationship with him and a disciple, so I came to ask for it."

Taiyi Zhenren said this to Li Jing for a moment. He initially wondered whether Taiyi Zhenren was here to subdue demons, but he did not expect that the other party would actually come to take Nezha as his disciple.

Li Jing is a Taoist practitioner after all, and he still knows about the twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun. After all, his two sons are under the sect of the Chan Sect. If he doesn’t even know the twelve golden immortals of the Chan Sect at all, that would be a strange thing.

"It turns out that he is an expert in the An Sect. Taiyi Zhenren has come here, and Li Jing has been in a position of far-reaching welcome. Please forgive me if the Zhenren."

Taiyi Zhenren stroked his beard and smiled, "Mr. Li doesn't have to do this. I have a fate with Master Ling. I wonder what Lord Li wants?"

If Fang Xiaoyu had no such choice, Li Jing would have agreed without hesitation. After all, it would be a blessing for Nezha to be able to become a disciple of Taiyi Zhenren. However, many years ago, the imperial master had planned to accept Nezha as his disciple, and he also agreed to the imperial master.

In Li Jing's mind, between Taiyi Zhenren and Emperor's teacher Fang Xiaoyu, Li Jing still favored Emperor's teacher Fang Xiaoyu. After all, the strength of the Emperor's teacher Fang Xiaoyu is not bad at all, or even stronger than that of Taiyi Zhenren. Moreover, in this big Shang Dynasty, Fang Xiaoyu, as the Emperor's teacher, is even more arrogant.

His master Due Er once said that he had no chance of immortality and was only rich and honorable in the world. Therefore, Li Jing lost his mind to seek immortality and attained enlightenment, and focused his mind on wealth and honor in the world. In this way, it is naturally more important to establish a relationship with the emperor master of the dynasty.

Although Li Jing just hesitated for a moment, Li Jing had already made up his mind.

Taiyi Zhenren thought he was the twelve golden immortals of the Academic Sect, so he opened his mouth to include Li Jing's son as his disciple. As long as Li Jing is not a fool, he would agree happily. He was about to make some polite decisions with Li Jing, but Li Jing shook his head slightly at him.

Taiyi Zhenren was a little confused now, looked at Li Jing opposite him with confusion, and said reflexively: "Mr. Li, why? Is this the case? Is it not qualified to be the teacher of Prince Ling?"

Li Jing shook his head and said, "What is the Taoist priest saying? The Taoist priest is the Golden Immortal of the Syndrome Sect, and his identity is noble. If you really want to talk about it, it is because my Nezha is not qualified to be a disciple of the Taoist priest."

Taiyi Zhenren frowned and said, "Since that's the case, why don't Lord Li want to make the young master worship under my sect?"

Seeing that the disciples were about to fly away, Taiyi Zhenren was a little anxious. Their twelve golden immortals were killed and they were worried about falling in the killing disaster. If they could not find disciples with good fortune and use their disciples' luck to eliminate disasters, they would probably respond to the disaster in the great disaster.

Haven’t you seen that during the great catastrophe of the gods, the three generations of the Shan Sect, except for Yang Jian and Lei Zhenzi, almost 80% of the others were on the list of the gods as a disaster.
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