'I'm Biyun Boy, and I'm panicking right now. '
On Skull Mountain, in the cave on the mountainside full of fragrant grass, a little boy came out wearing colorful clothes and carrying a basket of flowers, with his head bowed, his expression a little depressed.
Alas, the master asked me to go down the mountain to pick flowers again.
I don't know if I will meet that vicious Uncle Ma Yuan in the cave next door again. I heard that this uncle has even eaten golden immortals, and he likes to eat people's hearts the most.
In fact, most of these boys are enlightened by mountain spirits, and they are mainly responsible for serving the master of the cave. When the master of the cave is out, he also has to watch the gate and guard the courtyard.
If it exists for a long time and its own spirituality is abundant, it is possible to step into a high realm and become a formal disciple.
For example, the most promising existence in the boy world, His Majesty the Jade Emperor of Heaven.
Of course, the Jade Emperor was once a boy of the Taoist ancestor, and he was very scary with his feet, which can be regarded as a kind of innate power.
boy like him...
Less blessings, more miscellaneous work, great pressure to practice, no holidays at all, the master has to bring tea and water when he is in the cave, and he is required to practice as soon as the master goes out, so he can't slack off in the slightest.
How can it be a miserable word.
Roar-
There was a low growl from deep in the mountain, Biyun boy trembled a few times, and flew towards the valley down the mountain with a flower basket in his arms, his figure was also very fast, and he disappeared in a flash.
Uncle Ma Yuan took it seriously, he was scared to death.
Puff puff.
There was a sound of flapping wings ahead, and a spirit bird landed on the path that Boy Biyun must pass, with a strange light shining in the bird's eyes.
At the same time, at Chentangguan, on the city wall where the Qiankun bow and the sky-shaking arrow are sacrificed, a spirit bird with a similar appearance landed on the eaves of the city tower. The bird's eyes were watching Nezha who jumped here .
The two spirit birds were naturally transformed by Li Changshou's Paper Daoist.
To be precise, these are two paper birds, which are mainly used for monitoring, sending letters, watching small clips at night, searching for enemy tracks, and so on.
And what they saw with their eyes was projected onto the special bronze mirror standing on Little Qiong Peak in the backyard of the Taibai White House.
Li Changshou can only observe this matter remotely.
Daozu suddenly summoned him in a dream, in fact, he told him clearly that the first battle of Chanjue was about to start, just let him watch from the sidelines, and don't make casual moves.
Li Changshou's words naturally followed his usual style, only saying that he would leave Honghuang, but not too far away from Honghuang, which could be regarded as a deterrent to the way of heaven.
Having talked with Daozu 'openly and honestly', the positions of each other have become very clear.
Leaving aside whether this position is true or false, it is somewhat true or false;
Objectively speaking, the Dao ancestor did represent the heaven and the earth, and wanted to suppress the vitality of life and avoid the recurrence of the disaster of the ancient flood and fragmentation.
Li Changshou represented the side of the living beings, who kept the fire to resist the world, but because he was a 'vulnerable group', he couldn't take the initiative to turn the table.
In the dream discussion, the two sides exchanged opinions on their respective views, and each took a half step back, so that the two sides would not immediately fall into an absolute confrontation.
Daozu wants to preserve the original script of conferring gods, use the Zhou Dynasty as the Shang Dynasty, break down the religion, support the West, and prosper the Heavenly Court.
Li Changshou wants to protect several relatives and friends of Jiejiao, try his best to let those who have no karma be listed on the list, preserve the vitality of the Taoist sect, protect the will of the living beings, and prosper the heaven.
In this discussion, the new tacit understanding was that Li Changshou would not interfere with Daozu's indirect promotion of the script, and Daozu allowed Li Changshou to fine-tune the script so as to retain the strength of the master of life.
It involves concepts such as 'the fate of life', 'the balance of all things', 'the theory of yin and yang', 'the unity of man and nature', etc.
The head-on collision between the two generations of good planners.
"Tsk," Li Changshou yawned on the recliner with his hands behind his head.
On the side, Ling'e, Youqin Xuanya, Xiong Lingli, and Chaos Zhongling, sitting around a low table, were each holding tea with white mist, eating the snacks that Ling'e had made for a long time, and discussing Each other's card skills, as well as the interesting stories in heaven heard by Youqin Xuanya.
If this scene is a picture scroll, the one on Li Changshou's side can be marked as 'life pressure', and the one on the right can be 'afternoon tea in a leisurely afternoon'.
The eyes of Ling'e and Youqin Xuanya would always fall on Li Changshou from time to time.
Li Changshou suddenly called them over, but he didn't say what he was going to do, which made them a little concerned.
As shown in the bronze mirror, Biyun boy had arrived in the valley, holding a tree branch, gently sweeping the flowers and plants in front of him, couldn't help raising his hand and yawning.
Little Nezha jumped up and down on the city wall, lay on a cornice, crossed his legs, and yawned, as if he was about to take a nap.
Ling'e couldn't help asking: "Brother, what's the matter?"
"Ah, it's okay," Li Changshou responded casually, "I feel a little unhappy, so I call you all to come over and be a witness together, so it will make you happier."
Chaos Zhong Ling sneered: "Why are you always upset
Taibai Jinxing crushed the dragons with one hand, and even if we didn't go out, we heard a lot of creatures talking about it. "
Li Changshou shook his head and sighed softly, frowned and concentrated, and said in a low voice: "I just had a quarrel with the master, and was warned by the master not to spoil his schemes, and I am depressed from the bottom of my heart."
Zhong Ling: Just stay.
"I didn't hear anything, I didn't hear anything," Elder Sister Zhong Ling rolled her eyes, "Why are people teaching weird..."
"Um?"
A ray of Taiji diagram dao rhyme surrounds the left and right, Zhong Ling changed his words instantly.
"The big guy who is weird and strong."
"Hmph," the spiritual awareness of the Tai Chi Diagram dissipated around Li Changshou's body, and it was obvious that it was protecting Li Changshou at this time.
Zhong Ling breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand and patted his chest lightly, his small face was full of fear.
Ling'e whispered: "No matter what, the ancestor must be reasonable. Senior brother has done so many things for the Heavenly Court, so you can't just scold him."
Zhong Ling glared at Ling'e, dare to say such a thing
Youqin Xuanya frowned and asked, "Senior brother said Master... but Daozu?"
"Don't discuss these things anymore," Li Changshou waved his hand, "In case the master would be unhappy if he heard it, respecting the master is an excellent character of our prehistoric juniors.
Come and see, a good show is about to be staged. "
As soon as Li Changshou finished speaking, a conversation suddenly came from Nezha's side of the bronze mirror in front of him, which was used to show both sides of the mirror.
"General, is it true that no one can draw the bow on our heads?"
"Many qi refiners have tried it, and the bowstring doesn't move at all," the generals and guards on duty in the city gate were discussing such trivial matters.
The general lowered his voice and said: "It is said that our commander-in-chief can't open this thing, otherwise the last time the dragons came to attack, they would have shot them with this bow and arrow."
The voice entered Nezha's ears, and immediately made the bored little hero sit up.
Turning over, Nezha jumped into the tower, looking at the longbow and three long arrows enshrining the three fragrances, his little brows frowned.
Feeling, just purely out of his feeling...
This bow and arrow doesn't seem to be too powerful.
The longbow was covered with white cloth strips from top to bottom, and there was no precious light at all. The three arrows contained a kind of sharpness and evil spirit, but they still seemed incomplete.
Stretching out his little hand, the longbow fell into Nezha's hand immediately. Nezha looked up and down the longbow, which was much taller than him, and waved it in his hand.
"It's so light, what strength can it have? Bragging."
Nezha tilted his head, then turned over and jumped out of the city tower with his longbow in hand, jumping straight from the city wall, scaring the gatekeepers and the people passing by carrying all kinds of building materials into panic.
"Third Young Master, why did you just jump off? Such a high place!"
"Did you fall? Don't fall."
"It's all right... Is that all?"
Nezha waved his longbow and asked, "You said just now that no one can pull it away, is that all?"
The general nodded quickly and said yes again and again.
"Watch."
Nezha snorted softly, pressed the bow body with his right hand, hooked his fingers on the bowstring, exerted lightly...increased strength...the veins popped up...
hum~
The bow trembled slightly, streams of light appeared on it, forming a long lock half a foot long.
Produced by Taibai Bai Ze, crafted by Bai Ze, long-lived child lock!
Nezha tilted his head, his big eyes were full of light, and he suddenly regained his energy.
"Fun, fun! It will shine!"
Most of the mortal soldiers around saw this, and most of their faces were covered with cold sweat.
The general hurried forward and said to Nezha: "Third young master, the commander-in-chief has told you not to move this thing.
You woke up the magic soldier, maybe there will be some disaster. "
"Okay," Nezha immediately felt disappointed, and threw the still shining longbow back into the general's hand, "It's really boring."
The general quickly lowered his head and smiled apologetically, just as he grasped the longbow with his big hand, the long locks made of immortal light on it exploded with a ping.
Li Changshou: ...
This is really an unimaginable way to lift the ban.
Nezha narrowed his eyes, feeling that he was being targeted and ridiculed by the longbow.
The general was trembling like a tiger, his eyes were red, and he almost cried with joy.
What kind of vision is this? What kind of opportunity is this? !
God chooses the master!
This must be the legendary god soldier who chooses the master!
Do I want to embark on a counterattack road, increase officials and ranks, fight for feudal lords, marry powerful women, and reach the pinnacle of life!
"Hold the general's saber!"
The general guarding the city gate shouted, threw the long sword in his hand to the soldier behind him, puffed up his arms, took a bow step, and made a posture of drawing a bow, looking at the sky.
"open!"
The bowstring trembled slightly, but the general's complexion was already flushed, and his whole body was trembling unceasingly. A puff of turbid air fell from the back door, bringing out a "porphyr" sound.
As soon as they heard the jingle, a commoner who was on the road foamed at the mouth and fell to the ground.
After a while, the gatekeeper general knelt on the ground weakly, and the sound of the erhu came from nowhere, his eyes gradually lost their light, and he lay on the ground slowly, slapping the ground weakly.
Heaven, earth, why did you treat him so cruelly!
Since it is a treasure that he has no fate, why give him that kind of hint!
Is he just a mediocre Chentangguan middle-ranking general after all, who can only receive a meager salary and earn a little fame, and when he saves enough money, he will go home and become a mediocre landlord, buy a few beautiful maids, Have you lived your life in an ordinary way...
No!
"Here, let me try again."
Nezha blocked his nostrils with his fingers, stretched out his small hand, and the Qiankun Bow fell into his hand.
This time, he took a deep breath, seriousness written on his small face, imitating the posture of the gatekeeper just now, he took a lunge and looked up at the sky.
Inhale, transport power, celestial power surges, and aura gathers.
The bowstring is pulled directly!
Nezha smiled from the bottom of his heart. At this moment, he had already thought about how to encourage this uncle who was hit.
I first pulled the bowstring to show off my supernatural power, and then smiled gently at the uncle and said:
'Don't be discouraged, I'm the reincarnation of a fairy.
As long as you practice hard, you can definitely do it a hundred squats, a hundred push-ups, a hundred prones, and running fifty miles back and forth every day. '
"Huh?"
Nezha suddenly felt that the longbow was absorbing his spiritual power, and the bowstring had been pulled halfway.
Wisps of red light converged between his hands, and an arrow in the tower slowly dissipated, and quickly condensed in front of Nezha, perfectly embedded in the longbow.
The universe bows open!
The sky-shaking arrow is coming!
Nezha felt that he still had strength left, so he stretched his small arms as far as possible, and the longbow was stretched halfway!
This arrow!
Nezha suddenly had a passion to shoot through the sky, just like the legendary Yi shot the sun!
Can continue to come! There is still room to spare!
"Hey!"
Let Ben Xiaoxian see the true potential of your longbow!
Crack, crack!
Nezha was caught off guard, the bowstring in his hand suddenly lost strength, and he lost his balance and leaned back!
Taking a closer look, the bow of the longbow broke off directly, and a few pieces the size of fingernails jumped out, and little Nezha also sat down on the ground.
"Ah this!"
Goo—
Nezha's Adam's apple twitched a few times, and he could already imagine his father's anger.
There was a moment of silence in front of the gate of Chentang Pass. The gatekeeper stared blankly at the broken longbow in front of him, and couldn't help feeling sad, realizing that the simple and beautiful wish just now was hard to come true.
On Little Qiongfeng, Li Changshou frowned watching this scene, wanting to laugh but worried.
Daozu didn't think he was making trouble on purpose, did he
This wave of pure misunderstanding is mainly due to Mr. Bai Ze's lack of skills, and has nothing to do with him.
On the other side shown by the bronze mirror, the boy Biyun had already picked a basket of wild flowers and bounced back to his cave.
Although the boy didn't know what he had experienced, he somehow became happier.
"What is little Nezha going to do again?"
Ling'e asked in a low voice, and several people continued to stare at the picture of the bronze mirror.
Nezha patted his buttocks and stood up, tied the broken longbow with the cloth belt wrapped around the longbow, played the slingshot string guiltily, and said to the general:
"If my father asks, just say I broke it, don't worry."
The general was immediately grateful to Dade, and almost burst into tears.
"That," Nezha whispered, "If my father doesn't ask, don't take the initiative to say that this thing is just a decoration, it's old and unusable."
"Yes, yes, the general will understand, don't worry, the third young master."
Nezha nodded calmly, held the bow and arrow, jumped up the tower lightly, returned the longbow to its original position, and then looked around guiltily.
slipped away.
On the Little Qiong Peak, the fairies laughed lightly, but Li Changshou secretly wondered how the Heavenly Dao script should be staged.
Is it possible...
So, a few hours later, in the dead of night.
A black shadow sneaked into the tower, took the longbow away, and sent back the assembled longbow before dawn.
Li Changshou hid in the dark and watched this black shadow, really dumbfounded.
This Maitreya, who takes and does all kinds of jobs, is a good master of Western education, and has become a repairman forcibly.
early morning.
In Li's mansion, Li Jing heard the rumors, took Nezha straight to the tower, and what he saw was a flawless longbow.
By the way, the three arrows are all the same length.
Li Jing sighed in his heart, shook his head slightly, and sighed to the longbow:
"Thank you, Master Xing."
In the corner, a certain chubby Taoist smashed down the wall, turned around and fled away, leaving behind a cold snort.
This bastard Li Changgeng, this vendetta, I have written it down!