She transmigrated into Yang Jian's older sister and took Nezha and Sun Wukong as her younger br

Chapter 47 Nezha Awakens, with 3 Heads and 8 Arms!

Taiyi Zhenren walked to the alchemy pool.

One of them suddenly leaped in, startling a group of silvery-white shrimp that had existed for millions of years.

Bubbles kept rising from the pool water.

Before long, a head topped with a lotus leaf emerged from the water. Then, Taiyi Zhenren wiped the water off his face, picked up the uprooted lotus flower, and walked up.

Master Yu Ding smiled.

"Mud doesn't deserve it, but lotus does?"

Taiyi Zhenren glanced at him sideways before beckoning to Yang Jiao:

"Fellow Daoist, please choose a three-petaled lotus."

The two lotus flowers were in excellent bloom, their petals half-open and not yet showing any signs of budding.

Yang Jiao carefully selected three petals of a flower without a single blemish before handing it to Taiyi Zhenren.

He took it and laid it out in a three-part pattern, then broke the lotus stem into three hundred joints, and picked up three lotus leaves to place them in the order of Heaven, Earth, and Man.

A golden pill was placed in the very center.

Finally, the incense stick personally lit by the goddess Nuwa was placed on top.

"Master, is this all right?"

Yang Jiao felt that this was completely different from what she remembered. Wasn't Nezha a lotus root? How come it was made of bones from a stem?

Master Yuding moved closer to Yang Jiao, squatted down at an angle, and explained to her:

"This is a lotus that my master brought out from the primordial world. It is a hundred times stronger than a mud body when used as a body."

"We dared not use this lotus before because the primordial evil energy was too heavy, and Nezha's broken soul could not withstand it. Now, with the incense lit by the Goddess Nuwa, even if Nezha's soul is shattered into dust, it can be protected."

As soon as he finished speaking, the smoke from the incense rose and flowed into Nezha's body.

Is Nezha about to wake up?

Yang Jiao stood excitedly beneath the soul, looking expectantly at its still tightly closed eyes.

Taiyi Zhenren is mixing mud again, and now he's laughing so hard he can't believe it, calling out to her:

"It's still early, fellow Daoist, come and help Nezha sculpt a cool body."

When Master Yuding heard this, he jumped up and down, "I was just about to do something cool and you beat me up!"

Previously, Nezha's soul was weak, and even the slightest mishap could easily damage him. Now, however, any Nezha can be created.

Seeing the two people working so hard, Yang Jiao had a bad feeling.

"Could this be the origin of Nezha's three heads and six arms?"

Taiyi Zhenren then molded one of Nezha's heads, examined it, and said with satisfaction:

“My disciple has such a handsome face. Such a beautiful face is truly wasted.”

Master Yu Ding immediately agreed:

"Yes, my junior nephew has quite a few magical artifacts. How can one pair of hands possibly hold them all?"

Hehehe, I'll make two more pairs!

Relying on the blessing of the Goddess Nuwa, the two of them unhesitatingly used their inspiration to create many more things for Nezha's body.

Yang Jiao, who was standing to the side, was so shocked that her face turned completely black.

They got more and more excited as they kneaded, and even made their necks bigger in order to fit all three heads onto the body.

"That real person..."

She interrupted their creative passion with genuine concern.

Taiyi Zhenren raised his head, grunted, and said:

"What's wrong? Don't stand there. Which other organ do you think we should get a few more of?"

Yang Jiao was so frightened that she leaned back, "No, this won't do!"

He hurriedly said:

"Nezha woke up and saw his body like this..."

"Oh, this?" Master Taiyi interrupted with a smile, "It's alright, he'll like it."

At this moment, Yang Jiao felt that these two people were really abstract.

After they finished their work, they placed the clay figure in the formation they had set up earlier, and it seemed just right.

"I am a genius!"

Master Yu Ding praised his masterpiece.

Suddenly feeling something was amiss, he turned to Taiyi Zhenren and asked:

"Junior brother, how many magical artifacts does your junior nephew have again?"

Taiyi Zhenren started counting on his fingers.

"The Universe Ring, the Heaven-Shaking Ribbon, the Wind and Fire Wheels, the Fire-Tipped Spear, the Heaven-Shaking Arrow, the Golden Brick, the Yin-Yang Sword, the Soul-Slaying Banner, and the Dragon-Binding Rope."

Nine items.

After hearing this, Master Yuding exclaimed, "Nine pieces!"

That's not asymmetrical.

Just as I was about to give up, I thought of something else.

Huh? Those fire wheels are on your feet.

Immediately, two more arms were pinched out and placed on top.

Eight.

It's just right to hold one magical artifact in each hand.

suitable!

perfect!

I'm a genius!

Yang Jiao's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets, and she screamed inwardly:

"This is overkill! Nezha has three heads and six arms, how did he become eight arms?"

No, no, she hurriedly stepped forward to try and remove those two hands.

Taiyi Zhenren, eager to see the results of his inspiration, summoned Nezha's spirit without any of his previous caution.

He grabbed him and threw him forcefully onto the body that was already laid out on the ground, then shouted loudly:

"Nezha, if you're not in human form now, when will you ever get another chance!"

After the shout, the incense sticks lit by the person in charge quickly burned, with half of the incense flames landing on the spiritual platform acupoint on the body.

In the blink of an eye, the clay body miraculously stuck together, fitting together perfectly.

Then, Nezha opened his eyes on the soil.

Do not!

Six eyes opened!

Yang Jiao was only worried that Nezha wouldn't be able to accept that his body had become like this, since he hated being called a monster.

As it turned out, his master and senior uncle confirmed it!

She was extremely worried.

Shout in a low voice:

"Nezha, are you feeling unwell anywhere?"

Having just woken up, Nezha could move his facial features but had no feeling in his body. He shook his head wearily, then gave a reassuring smile.

Seeing his disciple awaken, the happiest person was none other than Taiyi Zhenren. He was so excited he wanted to jump up, but to maintain his dignity, he had to pretend to be impermanent and say:

"Alright, alright, he's just regained consciousness and is still dizzy. Let him recover."

Yang Jiao asked instinctively:

Which head is feeling dizzy?

She felt dizzy and had three heads and eight arms.

For a moment, I didn't know which part of him I should care about first.

"What do you mean?"

Nezha sensed something was wrong and immediately became nervous. It was good to be alive again, but why didn't his master dare to look at him?

Taiyi Zhenren's eyes darted around.

Seeing that Nezha had recovered remarkably well, Jade Cauldron Immortal leaned closer and, before Yang Jiao could stop him, lifted up one of Nezha's hands, then two, then three...

"Nephew, look, your grand-uncle made you eight arms! Isn't that amazing?"

Yang Jiao felt as if the sky had fallen. Nezha had just awakened and now he had to hear this terrible news!

She was trying her best to think of the right words to comfort his broken heart, and was about to go up and hold his sixth hand to comfort him when...

Nezha grinned.

Six eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Huanxi said:

"That's so cool!"

……

Very well, no wonder Taiyi Zhenren is so abstract. It turns out you two are together because of your abstract nature.

Seeing how much his disciple liked it, Taiyi Zhenren immediately stepped forward, straightened Nezha's head in the middle, and looked him straight in the eye, saying:

"My good disciple, Master even gave you two extra haircuts!"

Yang Jiao couldn't bear to look at his sycophantic expression.

Nezha, in turn, was delighted and pleased with his master.

"I knew I could see clearly from all directions, turns out there were two extra heads! Thank you, Master!"

Upon hearing this, Master Taiyi clutched his chest and stamped his foot in regret.

"Oh dear, I should have squeezed another one so you could see it clearly from behind!"

abstract!

Completely stunned, Yang Jiao finally regained her composure and cautiously asked:

"Nezha, are you really alright?"

"It's okay."

Yang Jiao sensed something was wrong and leaned closer to observe. Just then, she heard Nezha's low voice again:

"Master must be terrified to see me dead, right? Let him have some fun."

In that instant,

Yang Jiao only felt that,

Li Jing deserves to die!