Prehistoric: Poor people don't want to be gods

"Are you awake?"

"Um...brother, where are we?"

"I don't know...ah! Senior Brother Nezha?!!"

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Guanjiangkou, Yangfu.

Nezha squinted his eyes and looked at the two young boys opposite him with a smile, who looked about the same age as him. His black gem-like pupils seemed to have some kind of breathtaking beauty.

Yinjiao and Yinhong.

Of course he knows that these are the disciples of Uncle Guangchengzi and Uncle Chi Jingjing, and are his junior brothers.

Junior brothers who look similar to me in appearance, but are actually much older than me.

To borrow a word from Mr. Jiang, whose real identity is Tong Zi, he is really a piece of shit.

If I hadn't died a few years ago and was forced to use the lotus root to incarnate, I should have grown into a mighty and handsome man like Brother Yang now, right?

Thinking of this, Nezha's eyes couldn't help but dim.

But a moment later it was as bright as a burst of light.

——Although he calls himself Second Brother Yang, Second Brother, that is because of the sworn sworn sworn relationship. If ranked according to the seniority of the disciples... I should be the eldest among the three generations of the inner sect of Chanjiao!

——After all, the master said that he had already worshiped his master before reincarnation! The time Chentangguan was reincarnated was just a formality!

at this time.

The two brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong also recovered and gradually remembered a series of things that had just happened...

Because of revenge, I and my younger brother (elder brother) took Master's cave treasure and went down the mountain while Master was not at home...

As a result, I arrived here because I didn’t know the way, and then suddenly I saw Senior Brother Nezha with three heads and eight hands...

Then, I saw a flash of gold flash by, and here we are...

Senior Brother Nezha, you are really amazing!

Even if we have the master's treasure, we don't even have a chance to use it.

And there's more.

Brother Nezha is really tender and good-looking.

No wonder the masters all praise the senior brother for his good looks.

A boy like Senior Brother, even with the slightest touch, can release the liquid, right?

"Hey, hey, hey, where are the two junior brothers looking?"

Nezha's beautiful eyes were smiling: "Senior brother, I know I'm good-looking, but there's no need for you to stare at me like this, right? Senior brother, I... can be shy."

Yin Jiao: "..."

Yin Hong: "..."

oh?

Is this called shyness?

Aren't you teasing us?

Brother, do you have some misunderstanding about shyness?

"Senior brother, you misunderstood." Yin Jiao, as the elder brother, calmed down first and said, "We are just thinking that if senior brother is not practicing in Qianyuan Mountain, why would he come to this... this big house in the world.

"

Yin Hong nodded, indicating that he thought so too.

"This is the mansion of Second Brother Yang. I have a close relationship with Second Brother. Is there any problem? It's you..." Nezha crossed his arms, "You didn't sneak out and got lost, right?"

"I'm not!" Yin Hong blushed and puffed out his dry chest, "My brother and I are the princes of Dashang! How could we get lost in Dashang!"

Yin Jiao quickly avoided Nezha's sight and said without changing his expression: "Senior Brother Nezha, we are just passing by, or... should we leave first?"

As he said this, he winked at his brother.

Seeing that his stupid brother didn't understand at all, he grabbed his clothes and prepared to take him away by force.

——Shua!

A sparking spear lay in front of them, blocking the way out.

"Teacher, senior brother, what are you doing?"

Brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong swallowed.

Completely stunned.

The spear with blazing flames at the top and a terrifying aura made them shudder.

My legs felt as heavy as lead.

Life or death, that is the question.

Nezha held a gun in one hand and "Whispering Language" in the other, and slowly walked towards the two of them.

His face was full of coldness, but his eyes shone with gentleness and slight amusement.

Every step made the two brothers feel cold all over, their hairs stood on end, and their hearts beat faster as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

Finally, they came to the two of them.

"Two junior brothers..."

"Now that you're here, why are you leaving in a hurry?"

"You came at the right time. Senior brother has some good things to share with you."

Nezha raised the corners of his mouth slightly and smiled with the wind.

His voice was clear and unbelievably cute, but it seemed to have something otherworldly to it, like the coldness coming from the Nine Nether Hells.

"No matter where it is, when you can easily enter, you should understand that it is not you who are great, but the other party's ability to tolerate your insignificance..."

The fire-tip spear in Nezha's hand disappeared, his slender fingers pointed at the brothers' cheeks, and then he spread "The Whispering Language" in front of the two brothers with his other hand.

"Want to become stronger?"

"Then let's listen to Fazi's teachings with senior brother."

"In the future, you will also become stronger, and even...you will be like Terror. You will never see a guy who is too strong to be beaten again."

…

Very plain words.

But it seems to be full of inspiring power.

At this moment, both brothers felt the blood in their bodies boiling.

They may not understand much of what the senior brother said.

But, if you don’t understand, so what?

His eyes fell on the page of the booklet spread out in his senior brother's hand.

It is written:

"The Master said: I have never seen a strong person."

[Note: I have never seen anyone so strong that I can’t beat him.]

How powerful is this realm?

If we had such power, would we still be harmed like this by Daji? Do we still have to worry about not being able to get revenge?

The two brothers have realized that it is useless to rely solely on the strength of the magic weapon - no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, it is meaningless if the enemy does not give them a chance to use it. Moreover, the magic weapons on their bodies are not theirs, they are just based on what their master taught them.

The formula can only use some power.

So, if you can really become that strong... No! As long as you can have half the power of a great being like Zhanzi, our brothers will learn it!

"Okay! We are willing to learn!"

Yin Jiao raised his head suddenly, his eyes firm.

Yin Hong clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and remained silent.

"Very good, I like to communicate with smart people like you, and I don't need to explain too much." Nezha raised his eyebrows slightly, "But while you are enlightening the Dao of Fear, your own Dao practice cannot be improved.

If you don't, you won't be able to understand the true meaning of fear."

"Understood." Yin Jiao, Yin Hong nodded, and at the same time took the book from Nezha's hand, and at the same time, he secretly touched his spirit and devoted his mind completely to "The Whispering Language".

"Well, that's right. Children can be taught."

Nezha looked at the two people who were watching "The Whispering" attentively and admired.

This is a good learning attitude.

If I can keep this up, I might have the potential to become a fear leader who is as good as me.

By the way...

First the second brother, then the two junior brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong will continue to work tirelessly in the future to let more people understand the wonders of my fear...

I, Nezha, can be regarded as spreading my wings and shining brightly for fear, right? Even my second brother is not as good as me!

I think the next time I see Master Jiang, I can try to ask for the remaining half of "The Whispering Words". Even if Master Jiang hasn't finished writing it, I can still urge him.

After all, I have contributed to the Dao of Fear, and I have made contributions to the Dao of Fear. Even if my uncle knows about it, he should appreciate me very much.

But the moment I turned around.

Nezha felt keenly that another guest seemed to be coming.

Suddenly, the smile on his face became even deeper.

There are so many friends coming to visit today.

What a good day.

hapiness!

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"this……"

Nezha ran to the gate of Yang Mansion full of expectations.

He was about to invite the new unknown Taoist friend to discuss the secrets of fear, but as soon as he opened the door, he was completely stunned.

His face is like indigo and his hair is like cinnabar!

He also has a pair of wings!

This... what kind of monster is this!

Moreover, why did this monster come to the door?

What on earth did Second Brother Yang do outside?

There was a moment.

Nezha had the urge to turn around and leave.

But he suddenly remembered the teachings of Fizi in "Luanyu".

Now that it’s here, let’s make peace with it!

Now that you’re here, let’s be buried here!

I also remembered that according to the "Luanyu" record, the Master once beat people until they were unconscious...

Now I don't want to talk when I see this monster.

So it’s time to show off your strange powers!

The next moment.

A simple brick of gold was slapped against the monster's face...

"Senior Brother Nezha?! No..."

"Ahhhhhh!!!"

It turns out that this monster is the lost Lei Zhenzi.

Nezha didn't recognize him who had become like this, but he remembered the appearance of the equally handsome young man Nezha in his mind because of a sudden glimpse he had had a few years ago.

The moment he saw Nezha, he was first surprised, then happy.

Because in Lei Zhenzi's concept.

Most men in this world are stinky.

Only beautiful people like myself and Senior Brother Nezha are flesh and blood made of water.

As for the master?

Alas, the master is old and muddy.

But what Lei Zhenzi never expected was...

Senior brother actually came up and gave me a brick?

Or do you breathe directly into your face?

Aren’t you the one who told me, senior brother, whether to hit someone or not?

However, the moment the golden brick came into contact with his face, Lei Zhenzi suddenly realized.

Senior brother...you didn't recognize yourself!

Also, with my current appearance, some people believe that I am a monster! How can I look like the beautiful boy from the past?

It's all Master's fault.

If my master hadn't made me look like this, and if he didn't give me time to practice and control this ugly appearance, he would force me to come out to do tasks... Would I have gone out to see people with such a face?

When he fell, the last thought that flashed through his mind was...

Master made a mistake!!!

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"Ah, why can't this monster be beaten so hard?"

Nezha felt confused.

He obviously just called out, but he didn't call hard yet. Why did the enemy fall down?

Isn’t it a bit too much and I can’t help but fight?

"That's all, the visitor is a guest."

Nezha did not struggle with this issue for long.

Wrapped in Huntian Ling, he was ready to take the person back.

Anyway, it is delivered to your door, so how can you not be happy when your friends come from far away to practice with you?

Moreover, we are afraid of educating people and never care who you are.

After the education is completed, new members will be added.

Um.

Today is another fruitful day.

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