Fengshen: I, Nezha, don’t need a system

"Now I seem to be able to understand why your grandson is extraordinary."

Nezha looked quietly at the old man in front of him who was kowtowing to him and holding his grandchildren with him.

"You are not bad yourself. It's no wonder that you can become the village chief in this small mountain village. If you were born into a wealthy family, why would I be a general or prime minister now?"

"Dignified guest......"

"Your child is very smart, and it seems that it is not impossible to give him guidance... But..." Nezha looked at the old man in front of him with interest and asked, "Just you It seems that just asking me to give this child some guidance is not enough."

"I am willing to sacrifice my remaining body and recognize you as my master."

The old man was completely without thinking.

"Not enough." Nezha shook his head and joked. His majestic Ziwei Emperor, how many people under his command want to serve him as their master, this old man is just an old man who is about to enter the underworld, how can he be tempted.

"this........"

The little old man looked at his granddaughter, struggling in his eyes.

Nezha naturally saw the other party's movements and watched with interest how the little old man chose.

"Sister..." The old man looked at his granddaughter with a trembling voice.

"I am willing to do it for my brother." The girl lowered her head humbly.

"This..." The expression on the little old man's face became more complicated. He looked at his grandson and then his granddaughter, his face full of pain.

"That's all..."

Just when Nezha thought he was about to accept his fate, the little old man sighed quietly.

"Perhaps this child is not so lucky. Although the little old man is very eager for this child's future, he cannot compete with my sister's future. Besides, my sister will not be able to attract the attention of the distinguished guests."

"Oh?" Nezha looked at the old man in surprise. He didn't expect to see such a rational old man in this ancient time. Logically speaking, in this era, it is impossible for an elder to have a woman's will.

For example, all the great kings in various countries took their children to marry other nobles at will, without considering the thoughts of their daughters at all.

This old man is a little different...

"You are interesting." Nezha came to the little boy, looked at the childish light in the child's eyes, and smiled, "If I teach you, what can you give?"

"Grandson."

Nezha glanced at the old man, and his one-in-a-billion aura of an emperor immediately shut him up.

"What will you give?"

Nezha asked the boy again.

The boy looked at Nezha in confusion. If Nezha was not a cultivator and could see different things, many people would definitely think that he was just an ordinary child, or even stupid.

"what can you give me?"

Nezha continued to ask.

This is the third time.

There are no more than three things.

If Nezha doesn't get the answer he wants this third time, Nezha will give up on the child, indicating that he has no destiny to follow him.

"Uh-huh......."

The boy hesitated and couldn't tell. Nezha was slightly disappointed and planned to turn around and leave. There was no need to stay here any longer.

"Disciple...disciple..."

"Disciple pays homage to master......"

Nezha: "!!!"