Ye Zheng looked at the handsome young man in front of him who looked very familiar, feeling a little uncertain.

Only his soul was left of the young man, and it was extremely weak, as if it would be blown away by the wind at any time.

"Master of the market, is there any way you can save my life?" Nezha said with a bitter smile, looking at his weak soul, feeling a little sad.

After Nezha was forced to cut off his bones to return to his father and his flesh to return to his mother, his soul was retained by his mother, who used incense and worship to rebuild a golden body for him and make him a god.

Unexpectedly, Li Jing would break in at the critical moment and smash his golden body. Nezha became angry when he thought of this.

But revenge cannot be taken, so I can only think of a way to save my life first.

Ye Zheng took a look at Nezha's current condition and felt that he was suitable for practicing the Yang God Immortal Way. With the strength of his soul, he would be able to break through to the ghost immortal realm soon and survive the thunder tribulation.

However, what gave Ye Zheng a headache was the power of incense surrounding Nezha. If this problem was not resolved, it would be difficult to practice the method of visualizing the soul.

Suddenly Ye Zheng's eyes lit up, he remembered that in the Yangshen world, in the Future Immortality Sutra, the power of incense and faith was condensed into a divine incarnation, which turned into a series of halos to protect several people.

However, the power of these gods cannot be integrated into one's own soul. Therefore, people who have mastered this magical power are limited by the lifespan of their physical body. Once their lifespan is over, these clones of the gods will dissipate.

The taboo of this magical power is that the power of incense is not compatible with the soul.

However, for Nezha, these taboos obviously do not exist. In the world of Investiture of the Gods, collecting the power of faith will not be labeled as a cult.

Nezha's soul had long been infected by the power of incense, otherwise it would have dissipated by now. It is impossible to drive away the power of incense now.

Even if he could, Nezha's soul would be destroyed once the power of the incense dissipated.

After thinking for a while, Ye Zheng used the token of the market space to send a message to Hong Yi, asking him to come over.

"Brother Hong, I haven't seen you for many days. You have made such progress. I am a little ashamed." Ye Zheng felt a little embarrassed.

"Brother Ye, this is all luck, luck." Hong Yi felt a little embarrassed.

This Hong Yi is indeed the son of destiny. It has been only a short time since we last saw him, but his martial arts have already reached the peak of Martial Saint, and his soul will also survive the thunder tribulation.

He had actually cultivated the way of cultivating immortals in the mortal world to the peak of the Nascent Soul stage and was only one step away from breaking through to the Divine Transformation realm.

If people in the mortal world knew about this, they would probably be jealous to death.

"Brother Hong, I wonder if you have heard of the existence of the evil cult Zhenkong Hometown and Wusheng Laomu." Ye Zheng didn't waste any words and went straight to the point.

"This, this evil cult has just been wiped out by a certain Hong. I wonder why Brother Ye mentioned him." Hong Yi looked at Ye Zheng with some confusion.

"This evil cult has a method. In the Future Immortality Sutra, there is a method to condense the incense and faith and transform it into a divine incarnation. This, this."

Ye Zheng felt somewhat ashamed. After all, it was not good to ask others for the cultivation method.

"Brother Ye, there is no need to do this. Since I got this incomplete copy of the Future Immortality Sutra, I wanted to share it with you, but I was delayed due to something else."

Seeing Ye Zheng like this, Hong Yi immediately took out the Future Immortality Sutra he had obtained, gave it to Ye Zheng, and turned to leave the market space.

Seeing this, Ye Zheng didn't say much and handed the incomplete copy of the Sutra of Immortality in the Future to Nezha.

"This method in the Future Immortality Sutra, which condenses the power of incense and faith and transforms it into a divine incarnation, is just right for you now."

"Thank you very much, Market Master." Nezha bowed deeply to Ye Zheng.

"This method of cultivation is of great value. I wonder what your bargaining chip is." Ye Zheng waved his hand and looked at Nezha deeply.

"This." Nezha pondered for a moment, took out a gold brick from somewhere and handed it to Ye Zheng.

Ye Zheng took the gold brick and looked at it, slightly stunned, then turned his gaze to Nezha, "This Hunyuan gold brick is probably the treasure at the bottom of your box."

Nezha just nodded without saying anything. He turned around and left the market space and returned to the world of Investiture of the Gods.

Back in the world of Investiture of the Gods, Nezha looked at his broken golden body in the temple and felt a little upset.

After calming down, I was a little worried about how to rebuild the golden body and make sure it would not be destroyed before the divine body was condensed.

"Mom!" Nezha suddenly shouted in surprise.

"How could this happen?" Yin looked at the scene in front of her, somewhat incredulous.

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"Mother, Li Jing did all this. I almost lost my soul." Nezha's expression suddenly became ferocious. He recalled the moment when his golden body was broken, and the severe pain in his body and mind.

"My child, mother will take you to find Taiyi Zhenren. He will definitely find a way to save you." Yin was heartbroken and wanted to piece together Nezha's golden body, but she couldn't do it.

"This damn Li Jing is so heartless and ungrateful." Yin secretly hated Li Jing and wanted to go back to argue with him, but she knew that now was not the time. The important thing right now was to find a way to save Nezha.

"Mom, there's no need to look for the master. I'll take you to a place later and you'll understand. The important thing right now is to help me put the statue up again."

Nezha looked at the broken statue on the ground and felt a little anxious, but he was already a body of spirit and could do nothing.

The most urgent task is to first gather the power of incense and faith in oneself and initially condense the body of the deity.

Upon hearing this, Yin was delighted and immediately called in craftsmen to smash the original statue of Nezha and reshape it.

Nezha looked at the statue in front of him and immediately went inside, feeling the remaining power of faith and worship on the statue. "Fortunately, it didn't take long for this statue to be broken and rebuilt, so the power of faith and worship on it didn't dissipate too much."

Listening to Nezha's mumbling, Yin's heart was at ease again.

After a long time, Nezha's figure jumped out from the statue, "Mother, my soul has been condensed, and I am no longer afraid of it dissipating. In the future, as long as the power of incense and faith is enough, I will soon be no different from ordinary people. I will take you to a place to learn some self-defense skills."

As he spoke, Nezha pulled Yin, communicated with the market token through his mind, and entered the market space.

Yin looked at the scene in front of her and was unable to react for a moment.

After realizing what had happened, he realized what great opportunity his child had obtained. "Nezha, you can't tell anyone about this."

Nezha nodded. He originally wanted to find Ye Zheng, but Ye Zheng had already left the market space.

I had no choice but to find Silly Girl, "Silly Girl, is there any way to protect my temple from being destroyed? And how much will it cost?"

"If you just want to protect a place from being destroyed, there is a way, and it's very simple." Silly girl thought for a while before answering Nezha.