Baby Wukong is three and a half years old [Journey to the West]

There are two brothers, Jin Zha and Mu Zha, one is furious and the other is downcast. They are not in the same mind, but look at Nezha and Yang Jian, they are fighting with each other while I punch you.

It turned out that Yang Jianzui was owed again, and he whispered to Nezha, "My good brother, fight hard this time, and show your prestige in front of the gods of the three realms. You are in a good age now, and you are handsome. Daoist monarchs of all ages want to be your father-in-law or mother-in-law!"

Nezha slapped Yang Jian with an elbow, "It's not serious, I see you've been talking about this these past two days, isn't it a waste of time? But, this spring, you are not like me, you have grown up for a long time. Playing a bachelor is really outrageous!"

"Senior brother, in terms of handsomeness, I can't compare to you. This time, you have also used the prestige of a jade-faced gentleman. When the time comes, don't talk about the father-in-law and mother-in-law, I am afraid that the little lady will just throw the handkerchief over!"

"It just so happens that your cousin is also here. I have something to say, elder sister is like a mother, senior brother, when the time comes, let a few princesses decide, and I will be crowned. You enter the bridal chamber. As long as you don't dislike it, this wedding banquet doesn't need to be withdrawn, and the immortals don't need to leave." !"

"What do you think? If this is the case, I will go and talk to Master and the others to arrange the wedding room for you?"

Nezha pretended to leave, but Yang Jian couldn't let him, so he grabbed him and begged for mercy, "My brother, I owe it to you!"

Nezha hummed at him: What a petite!Do you think no one has grown up?

While bickering, the two moved their bodies, one with a pointed spear and the other with a three-pointed double-edged spear, came to the field, clasped fists with each other and said, "Guardian, Xingzhe, please!"

Suddenly there was a childish cheer from outside the arena, "Good victories must win! The real king is mighty!"

Immediately afterwards, a group of little milk voices shouted in unison magnificently, "Victory must win! The real king is mighty!"

"Good victories will win! The real king is mighty!"

"Good victories will win! The real king is mighty!"

He yelled three times in a row, and at the very beginning, the little milk voice yelled again, "Take it!"

The arena was silent again.

Puchi shouted quite neatly!

All the immortals turned their heads to look for the movement, and saw that the leader was the little spirit monkey Sun Wukong, wearing a small armor similar to that of Shansheng Daoist, waving a small battle flag in his hand, commanding as if determined, and leading Standing on the edge of the fence of the Martial arts arena, more than [-] young people are cheering for Daoist Shansheng and Zhenjun Erlang!

Taishang Laojun wrinkled his face with a smile, "Okay, very energetic!"

Yuanshi Tianzun said to his younger brother, "I was either afraid that Wukong would be too mischievous, or that you were too restrictive and would make the child not lively. Now it seems that our child is suitable for both movement and movement, and is quite disciplined. It's not bad!"

Bodhi proudly raised his chest, "Then you see, I'm teaching my disciples, can they be worse!"

Taishang Laojun nodded at him and said, "Stop bragging, don't think that I have forgotten the unreliable things you did! And don't think that giving Biyou Palace to Wukong will let you enjoy yourself in the lower realm, wait here The business is over, hurry back to Tushita Palace with me!" Anyway, I will wait for the Buddha in Lingshan to go back, and then release their master and apprentice to the lower realm, or they will always stir up troubles in the mortal world, Taishang Laojun is really worried .

Just look at Guanyin's posture of constantly making troubles during the coronation ceremony, Lingshan will not toss lightly this time!

Bodhi pouted, but remembered that he had to go to Zixiao Palace to fight the autumn wind, and he wanted to give Wukong's little eggshell to Daozu, so he didn't refute. Being so honest, on the contrary, Taishang Laojun looked at him several times and was very suspicious Is this little bastard playing some bad idea again?

The three elders were sitting here chatting idly, not taking the competition seriously at all, but Master Taiyi didn't have such a good concentration, his face was calm, but his heart was extremely nervous.

Taiyi Daoist's brothers and sisters surrounded him, they couldn't see where they were, and they all teased, "Why are you shivering? Are you cold?"

"He's cold everywhere, look at the sweat on his face!"

"Oh, this one is shivering and sweating, doesn't he have a convulsion?"

"Your family has convulsions like this? This is obviously a fever!"

"Ah, isn't this trembling a twitch? Come on, pinch him! Senior Brother Xuandu, do you have any pills? Feed him a pill!"

The brothers and sisters rushed forward, hurriedly pinching Master Taiyi, trying to pinch him, making Master Taiyi so angry, "Get out! Who, who has a convulsion! Who has a fever and a cold!"

The fat Taoist jumped up nimbly, swung his fly whisk and drove his fellow apprentices to their knees. When he came back to take another look, he couldn't help but slapped his thighs: a fight had already started on the field!

His apprentice was fighting with the guardian of Lingshan, while Yang Jian was fighting with the high apprentice Guanyin!

Before going on the stage, Mu Zha really couldn't pass the test in his heart, and felt that he couldn't wield a weapon against his younger brother, so he whispered to Jin Zha, "Brother, my martial arts skills are not as good as yours, and you are responsible for fighting Nezha. I stop, as long as you defeat Nezha, even if my side loses, it doesn't matter!"

Jin Zha also had this intention, nodded and said, "Erlang Zhenjun is good at changing, you don't want to compete with him, just stop him, don't ask him to support Nezha, and leave the rest to me!"

Mu Zha heaved a sigh of relief, said yes, and stood up to his elder brother, shaking their sticks to fight.

Although Nezha and Yang Jian didn't assign missions before going on the stage, their brothers and sisters have been fighting together since they became gods. Take a look, and each picks a gun to fight!

Mu Zha was already prepared in his heart, knowing that he would not be able to defeat Yang Jian, he tried his best when he came up, only defending but not attacking, but fortunately Yang Jian only stared at him and beat him, the three-pointed and double-edged gun played with silver light, and he never left Mu Zha Zhou Shen didn't care about Nezha, although Mu Zha tried his best to support him, he was at ease.

After all, it's just a beating, and if Jin Zha wins, it's a win!

But Jin Zha came to the stage in anger, and threw the Dunlong pillar in his hand to the ground. The three-to-four-inch wooden stick with three iron rings grew in the wind and turned into a height of three feet. The three iron rings turned into three iron rings. He flew straight to Nezha, put on his neck, buckled his waist in the middle, and lowered his ankles. If he was caught, Nezha would have a hard time struggling!

Afterwards, the wooden stick swept over, directly knocking Nezha to the ground, no matter how difficult it was to get up!

Thinking back when Manjusri Bodhisattva refined this thing, he trapped Nezha once, and later passed it on to Jinzha. Jinzha has repeated his old tricks today, and it has not left any sympathy!

If you directly trap and capture, what else do you want to fight?No matter how capable and advanced Nezha is, he will lose all face today!

Even losing the face of Taiyi Xuanmen completely!

Jin Zha's malice was written all over his face, and he shot out in anger. The iron ring galloped towards Nezha with the sound of piercing through the air, and he was in front of Nezha in a blink of an eye!

The third prince has suffered from this thing in the early years, how can he be fooled twice, neither retreat nor hide, the tip of the gun flicks, pulls out a little gun flower, only hears three dang dang, the three iron rings He was blown away in an instant!

Nezha was also a little strange, the first time he fought against the Dunlong Zhuang, he felt that the speed was so fast that the naked eye couldn't catch it, let alone dodge and block it, that's why he was caught straight.

But this time, why did the hoop fly so slowly?

Is it because his eyesight has also strengthened after his skill has increased greatly, or is it that Jin Zha is not good at it?

Nezha won the flag, and the opponent's weapon was blown away in the first encounter. The little monkey outside the field stomped his feet, "Brother won! Brother won!"

Ao Chun and Jiuling Yuansheng also yelled, "Shansheng Daojun has won, Shansheng Daojun has won!"

Not to be outdone, the other [-] little cubs followed suit, chattering and chattering, but it was quite lively.

The Golden Zha missed a hit, and heard the group of little guys shouting that Nezha had won, and his heart became more angry. With a wave of his hand, he recalled the Dunlong Pillar, turned it into about ten feet, held it in his hand, and used the pillar as the Stick, stand with Nezha.

The three iron rings were summoned by Jin Zha to the left and right sides, and circled around the two people fighting fiercely in the field, waiting for an opportunity to sneak attack.

The cubs outside the field booed, "Despicable and shameless!"

"Shameless and obscene!"

"Hidden weapons hurt people! You are not a gentleman!"

Jin Zha gritted his teeth with hatred, his weapons are like this, how could he hurt someone with a hidden weapon, how could he be despicable?

Between the two of them, he said to Nezha in a voice of hatred, "You just let these dirty things insult your brother?"

Nezha was also very angry: Who picks up!We cubs take a bath every day, okay?

I see you are picky!

When the third prince got angry, he turned into a three-headed and six-armed Dharma body, and used two guns to deal with Jin Zha, two hands of Huntian silk, and two hands of Qiankun circle. The last two magic weapons aimed at the three iron circles and hit them!

Huntian Ling is longer, two of them are collected once, and there is only one Qiankun circle, aiming at the remaining iron circle is a smash!

What kind of treasure is the Qiankun circle? It was one of the teaching treasures from the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun back then, and it fell into the hands of Nezha later. Compared with a small iron circle made by Manjusri Bodhisattva, it is extremely hard. After being smashed three times and twice, the iron ring couldn't bear it, and it shattered with a crash, split into several pieces, and scattered all over the ground!

It just so happened that Nezha swept across Jin Zha's waist with a pointed gun in his hand at this time. Jin Zha's magic weapon was destroyed, and he was injured, and immediately fell into the dust!

Nezha didn't take advantage of the victory to chase after him. He took away the dharma body and threw the two iron rings wrapped by Huntianling in front of Jinzha.

Over there, Yang Jian saw that Nezha had finished fighting, and impatiently played house with Mu Zha. He pointed his three-pointed and double-edged gun at the ground, flew up by himself, and kicked Mu Zha out with one kick. After landing, he dusted himself off. He walked up to Nezha, and the two senior brothers smiled at each other, and clapped their hands: "Win!"

The little cubs outside the field burst into enthusiastic cheers: oh oh oh~~~Win~~~~

Nezha and Yang Jian clasped their fists at the senior relatives and friends around them, and then clasped their fists at Guanyin, "Your Majesty, I invite you. Are you satisfied with this competition? Can you see the demeanor of my Taiyi Xuanmen rookie?"

Avalokitesvara didn't mention what was going on in his mind for the time being, but his face was still benevolent, and he said with a smile, "The third prince really has made a lot of progress! It is worthy of this coronation ceremony!"

Jin Zha over there looked ashen, and was helped up by Mu Zha, holding his scrapped weapon, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Mu Zha worked hard and picked up all the broken iron rings, handed them to Jin Zha, and said softly, "Brother, don't be dazed, let's go talk to the master!"

At this moment, Jin Zha is still thinking about the gun that Nezha drew just now: a little flame at the tip of the gun, scorching people's eyes, and rushing towards the face with menacing momentum!

Yes, in fact, the gun was aimed at his side face originally, and he couldn't avoid it, but for some reason, the flaming gun suddenly lowered a little halfway, and it was drawn between the waist and abdomen.

Jin Zha knew that this was Nezha's mercy. If not, he would destroy the magic weapon first and slap his face later. After all this, I am afraid that from now on, Jin Zha will never face the world again!

Even if it is just an excuse that the elder brother yielded to the younger brother and did not use all his strength in the competition, no one would believe it!

As an elder brother, he can't beat Nezha

Jin Zha told Nezha to lose his soul with a shot, but his mind seemed to be clearer, he lowered his head, followed behind Mu Zha, and came to the Venerable Guanyin in a dull manner.

At this moment, Nezha and Yang Jian had already left. Guanyin looked at the two Li family brothers in front of him, and shook his head secretly: The Buddha only knew to give Li Jing a pagoda to suppress Nezha, why didn't he simply abduct Nezha from Chanjiao? , Why don't you live in Lingshan as a job?

One third prince is worth five gold Zhas and ten wooden Zhas!

It's just that these words are just slander, and Guanyin will not say it out and hit his apprentice in the face, he just smiled and said, "You guys have fought a lot, it's hard work, let's rest for a while!"

The Taishang Laojun and Yuanshi Tianzun had already got up, and they were about to take everyone to the palace to continue the banquet. Tianzun said with a smile, "The leftovers of the banquet have been withdrawn, and now the banquet is ready again. I hope you will show your face and join the banquet again." !"

Taishang Laojun also smiled and said, "Everyone, after today, this Biyou Palace is my little nephew's territory. If you think about it again, it will be even more difficult. If you don't take advantage of today to enjoy it , there will be a second time, I don't know when it will be!"

Zhen Yuanzi laughed and said, "What's so difficult about this, I don't believe you guys are silent when the little spirit monkey is crowned next time!"

These words reached Wukong's heart, the little guy sat in his brother's arms and said with a smile on his face, "Uncle Zhenyuan, when I grow up and hold the coronation ceremony, I will be the first to write an invitation for you!"

All the immortals burst into laughter, and Zhen Yuan was overjoyed, "Okay, okay, then, Uncle Zhenyuan will definitely bring us Wukong a big congratulatory gift!"

The little monkey was very happy, "Thank you, Uncle Zhenyuan!"

This little thing is so rare!

Everyone chatted and laughed, and returned to the main hall, and had another drink!

Li Jing was also very upset because of this fight, but everyone came to praise Nezha again, so he could only bear to listen, and also defended Jin Zha by saying, "It's just that his elder brother gave in, he still Little, how can you be so brave!"

All the immortals listened and let it go, no one took it seriously: they are not blind, how can they not see who has real ability?

Madam Yin also has female fairies to flatter her, she only said that her sons are all promising, and that Madam Yin's face is bright, but this time she didn't shed tears because the eldest son and second son were beaten, which is a joy!

The Jin Zha was bloody and knelt behind Avalokitesvara, feeling nauseous. When Mu Zha saw it, he whispered to Avalokitesvara, "Master, the Dharma protector and I are covered with dust. If you don't rush to leave, Let's go back to the guest house to wash up first, shall we?"

Avalokitesvara also noticed that Jin Zha's complexion was not right, so he guessed that Jin Zha had suffered some internal injuries because of the damaged magic weapon, so he nodded and said, "You guys go, after washing, it's better to have a rest, maybe we can't go tonight, we will leave tomorrow." Besides, you take the guardian with you, so you can rest in peace!"

Mu Zha answered yes, and stretched out his hand to help Jin Zha get up. Jin Zha was so strong, he would not use him to help him. He held on to the door frame, covered his chest with his hands, and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Mu Zha was dumbfounded, tears came out, "Brother, why did you vomit blood? How could Nezha hit him so hard! I, I'll go find him!"

Jin Zha grabbed it, "It wasn't him who hit it, it was me who was angry."

What?

Mu Zha's tears were hanging on his face, he was a little funny, and he said in a nonchalant manner, "Brother, you, you are too angry."

Jin Zha smiled wryly, and just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door outside, and he said to Mu Zha, "Go and have a look, if it's all right, just send it away, I don't want to see anyone!"

Mu Zha responded and ran out. After a while, he came back with a jade bottle. Seeing Jin Zha sitting cross-legged on the mat to adjust his breath, he sat down cautiously and said in a low voice, "Brother, Nezha called Someone sent a bottle of wound medicine, saying that it was made by Laojun, "do you want to take one?