Zimuzha left his camp and flew to the center of the camp. Five or six immortals and immortals followed him and arranged everything. Nezha followed Muzha to the competition venue, and the food and food were ready, so he was waiting for the military officer who was hosting the competition in the distance to call.

This is also where Nezha feels uncomfortable in Shangshu. He is surrounded by flattering eyes and nice words. Everyone around him is cautious, with hypocritical smiles and artificial expressions. It is obvious that it is fake at first glance. However, when everyone is fake, the "true" should doubt life.

Fortunately, Nezha was strong enough and had a good mentality. He regarded all flattery as illusion and as a test of practicing Taoism, but there was no unstable Taoist mind.

Nezha lived a very civilian life in Chentangguan. He went to Xian'alou as a consultant, served tea and water, and wiped the table and washed the cloth.

If your hands and feet are slow, you will be scolded by customers. Nezha will be in the wrong and will not mind.

However, if a customer makes things difficult for him, Nezha will let him taste the power of his fist.

Li Sanlang's fist is quite famous in Chentang Pass. Many young men in the market have been beaten by him, and they will take a long way to go when they see him.

But in Chentang Pass, there were also people who were not afraid of Li Sanlang. They had a knife in their arms and dared to hit Li Sanlang. When Nezha saw such a boy, he usually turned around. The boy naturally laughed and went bragging to his friends.

Therefore, Nezha has always lived a more "real" life, so he naturally looked down on such a hypocritical life.

Nezha gave face to his second brother. After all the monks around him left, he breathed a sigh of relief, opened the table in front of him, lay on the stone slab, looked at the Wanli Valley in front of him, and smiled and said, "This place is good, it's quite suitable for competition."

This area is surrounded by mountains, but it is surrounded by hundreds of thousands of miles of large valleys. There is no road outside and it is used by the troops stationed here as a competition site.

Seeing that Nezha had no image as a prince, Muzha was about to teach her a lesson, when Nezha saw it, he reached out to stop him and said, "Second brother, don't worry about me, I'll listen to your nagging here, so I'll go find another place to play."

Muzha couldn't help but glared at Nezha and said, "If you are like this, others will laugh at us."

Nezha glanced at Muzha and said, "Second brother, we are the highest-ranking family in Shangdongguo. Who dares to laugh at us? Isn't this a joke? Those who dare to laugh at us will throw all the dirtiest, tiring and dangerous tasks to him. He dares not do it and let his family get out of trouble! If he doesn't do it well, he will let his family get out of trouble!"

Nezha did not restrain his voice at all. He looked around at the people here, and when he heard this, he shivered.

How great is Prince Muzha! He is pure and open-minded. Even if he makes some small mistakes, he will not punish him. He humbly accepts the opinions put forward by his subordinates. How comfortable it is for everyone to live by the prince!

But this third prince was said to be very favored by the king and the young king, and was the first and most important role in the king's mansion. Although he was younger, he was flattered by countless families once he appeared in Shangdu.

I didn’t know that this old man was not easy to serve. Whenever he had something unsatisfactory, he would teach people a lesson when he lifted his fist. I heard that he hit dozens of attendants the day before yesterday. When I saw it today, it was true!

It is no different from those wild boys. It completely ignores the dignity of the monarch family, and has no seating posture, so it just lie down if you want to.

The contempt just arose in the hearts of these people when I heard Nezha's words.

After being stunned, many people's faces became pale and their legs became weak. The look of looking at Nezha was like seeing a peerless beast.

Why is the gap between people so big?

Everyone's eyes left the seats of the two princes, and no one dared to take a look.

Nezha nodded with satisfaction, looked at the wine pot on the table, opened his mouth and sucked it, and then said to Muzha: "Second brother, is the only legion of the Immortal Army established this time?"

Muzha was thinking about Nezha's words just now, and saw the changes in the expressions of the servants around him. He thoughtfully and said, "According to the national conditions of our Shangdong Kingdom, on the basis of ensuring basic military strength, it will be almost the limit to maintain an immortal legion. How can we dare to easily expand the organization?"

Nezha laughed and said, "It's enough to have one. My father's military training method is extremely clever. If time allows, he should not be afraid of other countries' legions."

As the two talked, a pair of celestial immortal cultivators flew into the middle of the valley and fought.

Nezha narrowed his eyes and looked back at Muzha and said, "What is the level of such combat power in your camp?"

Muzha looked at it and said with a smile: "It's too high! These two should be commanders at the first level of the camp, at least they were in the late stage of the celestial immortal!"

"Even if you go to the Immortal Legion, you can still serve as Wu Zheng or even the team leader."

Nezha shook his head and said, "This kind of combat power is not enough! It's already in the late stage of the Tianxian, its power is too poor, and its spell casting output is slow. If you really want to live in the battlefield of the immortal path, you will probably be beaten to death if you don't live for an hour!"

Muzha glared at Nezha and said, "You are a full man and don't know that the hungry man is hungry. There are so many immortals in the human race. How many opportunities do you have to have such an opportunity. Not only are you practicing advanced skills, but you also have no shortage of resources and no shortage of spiritual treasures."

"Most of these human cultivators are not bad at qualifications and work hard in their cultivation, but their skills are not very good and their resources are insufficient. It is already rare to be able to enter the realm of the celestial immortal. How can you ask for too much?"

"That's why they are so desperate that they want to join the Immortal Law Legion. At least, if they enter the Immortal Law Legion, more advanced skills will be opened to them, and they can also obtain more cultivation resources."

Nezha thought for a while and nodded, "Second brother, you are right, but I won't show mercy later."

"Or else, if you fight me, you won't be based on the outcome..."

Muzha was so big that he had never thought about this. He hurriedly ran out and discussed with the military officer who was in charge of the competition.

Nezha raised his legs and sighed, "I am a little fairy child, free and easy, kill the demon without blinking, and bleed first when eating the demon, eat seven or eight, and then stiletto after eating, and go to the cottage. There is no paper in the cottage..."

As soon as Muzha came back, he saw that the attendants around him had red faces and their bodies trembled. He didn't dare to look at the seat or look at himself, and he was very surprised.

As soon as he fell from the clouds, he heard from his third brother: "I have practiced the magic method and attract rootless water, wash my butts, and then wash my hands..."

Muzha was a little confused. What's this? Wash the butt...

He quickly stopped Nezha's words: "Third brother, what are you talking about? My mother heard it, be careful of your butt!"

Nezha was interrupted by poetry and said dissatisfiedly: "Who dares to chew in front of his mother? Ah... I will tie his tongue to a knot, make people block his doorstep, and scold him for eight days and eight nights."

The attendants around them all moved their steps to the distance, not daring to listen to the old man again.

If you tie your tongue with a knot, and then be insulted by others for eight days and eight nights, it really won’t make people live!

Muzha started to have a headache. This day is a bit difficult to deal with!

Should I notify my mother?

"Get your selection token, and it's time for you to play in a while!"

Nezha was excited and crawled up, grabbed the selection token with one hand, took a serious look, stuffed it around his waist, and heard a military officer shouting outside:
Chapter completed!