Nezha leaped onto the Wind-Fire Wheel. He was valiant and high-spirited. He puffed out his chest and grabbed the Cosmic Ring in his hand and smashed it at Yang Jian's calf.
Although he was a little naughty, he was not a vicious person. He did not target Yang Jian's vital point.
Yang Jian did not move or circulate his mystic arts. He allowed the Cosmic Ring to hit his calf.
That smash really caused sparks to fly and sparks to flash. Li Jing's eyelids twitched. The expression of Lady Yin, who was hiding in the distance, changed.
How can my son be so ruthless?
With a clang, Yang Jian didn't move an inch. The hem of his light yellow robe glowed faintly, and the Universe Ring was bounced away, smashing into a few flagstones at the edge of the flowerbed.
Little Nezha looked at Yang Jian suspiciously. With a wave of his hand, the Cosmic Ring landed in his hand.
"Don't hold it in." Nezha even warned Yang Jian kindly. "I only used sixty to seventy percent of my strength just now."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Even if you use sixty to seventy percent of your strength, you won't be able to hurt me at all."
"Sixty to seventy percent of my strength?" Nezha was a little stunned. He looked down at his hands and checked with his fingers. He muttered, "Didn't I only use ten percent of my strength in total?"
Yang Jian was also amused.
"Use whatever abilities you have," Yang Jian shouted. "I have to let you know how powerful you are. Otherwise, you will cause trouble everywhere and cause a huge disaster in the future."
Little Nezha snorted and looked abnormally arrogant. He stepped on the Wind-Fire Wheel and rushed into the sky. He hugged the Cosmic Ring with his two small hands and swayed it left and right. The Cosmic Ring split into three, then into nine. In the blink of an eye, it transformed into hundreds of golden rings. They connected from front to back and turned into a phoenix spreading its wings, whistling towards Yang Jian.
"Flashy but useless."
Yang Jian still did not move. However, this time, he set up a layer of Xuanqi Xuan Gang outside his mystic body.
Another series of clanging sounds rang out. The phoenix phantoms were like waves crashing onto a reef, directly exploding into pieces.
Reef was still standing there with a smile in his eyes, his figure unmoving.
NeZha opened his mouth, as if he could not accept it. Then, he immediately activated the Armillary Sash, and the red rope pounced down like a python, wrapping around Yang Jian from head to toe, leaving only his head exposed.
"Humph!" Nezha was proud of himself. "Are you afraid now?"
"Oh? Why should I be afraid? "Yang Jian's expression didn't change as he asked with a smile.
Nezha flew close on the Wind-Fire Wheels and snorted, "I've already wrapped you up. As long as I pull the rope now, you will fall!"
Yang Jian asked, "Have you ever used this method to trick others?"
The child was honest and replied in a childish voice, "My mother doesn't allow me to attack people, but I often use this method to catch fish from the sea and roast them to eat."
Yang Jian was speechless. "You'll know if you pull it."
"That's what you said." NeZha waved his hand, and one end of the Armillary Sash flew over and landed in his hand. Then, he pulled it hard …
"Huh?" Nezha was a little surprised. He looked at Yang Jian. "Why aren't you moving?"
"You want me to move? I'll move for you to see. "After Yang Jian said that, multicolored light surged out of his body, and the Armillary Sash that was wrapped in circles bulged.
These numinous treasures were refined by Perfected Taiyi for Nezha. They could be said to be friends with each other's lives.
Nezha immediately sensed that Yang Jian was forcing the Armillary Sash. However, he was young after all, and he liked to be serious at that moment. He did not put away the Armillary Sash and only stared at Yang Jian's actions.
The Armillary Sash was pushed away by Xuanqi. Yang Jian floated up and turned around elegantly. He landed at the side and retracted Xuanqi.
Without anything to rely on, the Armillary Sash immediately coiled on the ground and was beckoned back by Nezha.
Little Nezha suddenly shouted softly. Without using his Dharma treasure, he raised his small fist and charged at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian smiled. He raised his hands and bent down as if he wanted to hug him. When Nezha rushed close, he suddenly pressed down on Nezha's ribs with both hands. Xuanqi wrapped the Wind-Fire Wheels and hugged Little Nezha.
If Nezha hadn't rushed too fast and Yang Jian hadn't attacked too quickly, this scene would have been a happy one.
Although Li Jing, who was at the side, could not tell much, he knew how capable his son was. He was shocked by Yang Jian's methods.
Li Jing felt relieved when he thought about Yang Jian's various deeds.
After all, this was the Celestial Court's Perfected Lord Xiansheng. He was not an ordinary immortal.
"Are you convinced?"
Nezha struggled in Yang Jian's hands, but how could his small fist hit Yang Jian? The difference in arm length was too great.
"I'm not convinced!" Little Nezha raised his face and was still stubborn.
Yang Jian said seriously, "If I win, I win. If I lose, I lose. Everyone has times when they are inferior to others. If they are inferior, they are inferior! If I don't even dare to admit that, I'm not a man. "
Little Nezha looked conflicted. "But I'm a man …"
"Then can you beat me?"
"I don't think I can … but I still have tricks that I haven't used. Hmph, I have many tricks." Little Nezha rolled his eyes. Yang Jian could not help but chuckle.
Yang Jian wanted to continue teasing him, but he suddenly heard a call in his heart. His smile froze and turned into an awkward smile.
Yang Jian said, "Alright, let's call it a draw today. How about that?"
"Put me down first."
Yang Jian followed his instructions and placed Little Nezha beside his legs.
"Ah!" Nezha suddenly punched Yang Jian's knee. It really caught Yang Jian off guard.
With a soft crack, Little Nezha gritted his teeth and stood there. He looked at his unnaturally dislocated palm and his eyes were filled with tears.
"Nezha doesn't hurt …" Nezha squeezed out those words from his mouth. Then, he grabbed his wrist and muttered as if he was chanting an incantation, "Nezha doesn't hurt. Nezha doesn't cry … It doesn't hurt at all … Sob, sob …"
"Hahahaha! You had to make a scene. How is it? Did you suffer? "
Yang Jian was overjoyed. He squatted down and wrapped Nezha's palm with Xuanqi. Nezha felt his palm warm and the pain disappeared. He looked at Yang Jian with tears in his eyes and asked, "Why are your bones so hard?"
"Because I'm more capable than you." Yang Jian rubbed Nezha's head and educated him earnestly, "You were only born a few years ago. You have to know that some experts in this world have already lived for countless years. Your abilities are still too weak. Don't act recklessly just because you have some Dharma powers. "
Looking at Li Jing, who was standing beside him, Yang Jian said, "Listen to your parents' teachings more. Only then will your Dharma powers become stronger and stronger. Do you remember?"
Nezha nodded in confusion. His face was filled with dejection and frustration.
Yang Jian did not say anything. He was afraid that if he said too much, Nezha would not take it to heart. Today, he only wanted to teach Little Nezha a lesson and let him know that there was always someone better than him. He did not want him to think too highly of himself and cause trouble in the end.
After teaching Nezha a lesson, Yang Jian walked towards Li Jing and apologized. He said that he had something urgent to attend to and had to leave first.
Li Jing did not dare to ask him to stay. He only said that if Yang Jian was willing, he could come to stay at the residence at any time.
Yang Jian thanked him and bade farewell. Before he left, he did not look at Nezha again. That was because he could not help but return a few more times later and do something for Little Nezha.
Why was he in such a hurry to leave?
It was naturally because of the call that sounded in his heart. The person who called him was none other than his master.
Flying into the sky, Yang Jian rode a cloud towards the southeast. Not long after, he saw two Daoists standing on the cloud and facing the East Ocean, waiting for him to go over.
Looking at the two Daoists, they were really not ordinary immortals.
Although the figure of the person on the left could not be considered slender, it gave off the feeling of a towering mountain. He wore a brown Taoist robe, and his medium-length hair casually hung down. His tall and straight figure was like a pine tree standing between heaven and earth.
Who else could it be but Yuding Zhenren?
He looked at the figure of the Daoist on the right. His slightly thin body was a little sharp. He was dressed in a wide-sleeved red robe and Qingyun Immortal Boots. His long hair was tied up with a jade hairpin, but he did not look feminine at all.
"Master! Uncle-Master! "
Yang Jian shouted twice and hurriedly flew over and bowed to the Daoist in red.
The Daoist turned around with a smile on his' elegant 'lips. The moment he approached, he started to denounce, "Did you enjoy bullying your junior martial brother?"
"Uncle-Master, you must be joking. Why would I bully him?" Yang Jian laughed dryly. He knew that his master and Uncle-Master had seen him teasing Nezha. It was really a little awkward.
Fortunately, Perfected Taiyi also knew that Yang Jian was going to "discipline" Nezha. If it was anyone else, Perfected Taiyi would probably directly discipline them. However, he was very happy that Yuding and Yang Jian were disciplining Nezha. He did not feel embarrassed at all.
Yang Jian looked at Yuding and frowned. "Master, why did you come out?"
Perfected Taiyi asked curiously, "Does your master need to discuss with you in advance where he wants to go?"
Yang Jian did not know how to answer. It was Yuding who smiled and helped him out. Yuding said, "I placed my primordial spirit in that treasure, so it won't delay anything. Your Uncle-Master has something to do in the East Ocean. He predicted that you have yet to go to the East Ocean to propose, so he asked me to call you over and go to the East Ocean Dragon Palace together. "
Propose?
Yang Jian was really caught off guard. Just as he was about to explain, Perfected Taiyi waved his hand.
"I've prepared treasures for you. It's just right for the proposal. You don't have to be polite with Uncle-Master!"
"Uncle-Master, the treasures I need for the proposal have already been prepared …" Yang Jian pondered for a while. Since his master came out for a walk today, and Uncle-Master Taiyi was also around, it would be good for him to go to the Dragon Palace to propose.
Yang Jian was a little reserved and asked, "Should I inform my mother?"
"What for?" Perfected Taiyi smiled and said, "It's just a proposal, not a marriage. Your mother won't look good if she comes. Don't worry, Uncle-Master will decide everything for you. If you can't put down your pride, your Uncle-Master will talk to the Dragon King! "
"Alright." Yuding Zhenren smiled kindly. Yang Jian really could not say anything else.
Perfected Taiyi cast his mystical powers and isolated himself from the universe. Then, he held a set of clothes in his hands and moved towards Yang Jian.
A headband, boots, a white brocade robe, a pendant, a sword, a belt, everything was there.
Really …
Uncle-Master.
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