The rumored third prince

Under Nezha's unblinking gaze, the young boy looked at Nezha calmly for a while, and then silently made a conclusion in his heart——

This doll was born beautifully, and it must be a disaster when it grows up.

Nezha admired the beauty straight away, completely unaware that the beauty on the other side had secretly poked her to the conclusion that it was a disaster, but she suddenly realized that this beautiful little dragon came out of the water, so there was no need to guess, It must be with the ugly monster tied to the tree.

Nezha curled his lips and said, "Who are you?"

"I'm the third prince of the Dragon King of the East China Sea, Ao Bing." The young boy walked ashore from the back of the water-dividing beast, half squatted down, looked at Nezha, and asked with a smile, "What about you? How did you tie up the sea patrolling Yasha of our Dragon Palace?" ?”

Ao Bing?Have not heard.

But what's the matter with this tone of coaxing the doll?

Thinking about it this way, Nezha felt offended, stood up abruptly, and said condescendingly: "My name is Nezha, and I am from Qianyuan Mountain. I am practicing kung fu here, what has it to do with him? He came to beat me, not to mention being tied up, so what does it matter if I beat him to death?"

This doll is pretty fierce.

Ao Bing let out a low laugh, propped his elbows on his knees, propped his chin up and tilted his head, "Where is Nezha practicing here?"

Nezha didn't know what the turmoil at the bottom of the water looked like before, so he asked very confidently: "Why, can't it?"

Ao Bing coaxed him patiently: "Jiuwan River is the mouth of the East China Sea. If Nezha wants to practice, how about another place?"

"The water source here is the closest to my house. Look, it's so far away," Nezha curled his mouth, and raised his finger in the direction of Qianyuan Mountain, "Look, how far away!"

"Do you think this is good? You let Li Gen go." Ao Bing looked at Nezha, then at the direction of Nezha's finger, thought for a while and said, "I'll lead a river near your house for you to practice kung fu." OK?"

If this is the case, one hour of driving the cloud can be saved every day.

Nezha rolled his eyeballs, immediately took back the Huntian Ling, threw the Yaksha into the river like throwing away some garbage, pointed to the river water and said to the self-cleaning Huntian Ling, "Go and wash yourself, it's dirty. of!"

Hearing this, the warm smile on Ao Bing's face froze.Looking up again, Huntian Ling was about to float into the river with a 'swish'.

Ao Bing stood up quickly, grabbed Huntianling, staggered so dangerously that he was almost dragged into the river by Huntianling.

Huntianling obediently obeyed her master's orders and struggled to get into the water. Ao Bing hurriedly said to Nezha, "Call him back!"

Nezha shrugged and said, "It's dirty right now."

Ao Bing quickly condensed a large crystal clear water polo with his empty hand, and asked Nezha, "Is it okay?"

Nezha accepted it as soon as he saw it, and after knowing that Ao Bing could really divert water, he waved at Hun Tianling knowingly and said, "Come back."

Huntian Ling swished her head and floated back to Nezha.

Although the water polo was beautiful, Nezha didn't want to be splashed all over, so he took a few steps back.

After washing Huntian Ling, Nezha took Ao Bing and was about to drive away on the cloud. Ao Bing asked her to wait a while, and then turned around and said a few words to Li Gen and Fenshui who were still waiting for him in the river. Only then went back to Qianyuan Mountain together.

The half-grown boy and the half-grown baby walked up and down the mountain for a long time, and found a water pool that was about to dry up ten miles south of Qianyuan Mountain.

The pool is a hundred feet long, fifty feet wide, and nearly a hundred feet deep.

Ao Bing asked: "Little Nezha, are you sure you are here?"

"It's here, it's only ten miles away from the mountain, and I'll be there in a short time." Nezha automatically ignored the word "small" in Ao Bing's words for the sake of beauty and water.

After getting an affirmative answer, Ao Bing shook his body without any delay, turned into his original body and flew into the air, the cold air naturally shrouded the sky, and when he opened his mouth, clear water fell from the sky.

Nezha looked at the water accumulated in the pool, then raised his head to look at the little white dragon in the sky, eight words came to his mind——

Bullying the frost is better than the snow, and the net is better than the glass.

Half an hour later, Ao Bing fell from the sky, turned back into a human body, and said to Nezha who was sitting on the side playing with the golden ring, "Okay."

Nezha jumped from the ground to the edge of the pool to have a look. The pool was full of water, but the stirred up silt was still sinking slowly, making the pool not clear enough.

Nezha clapped his hands and thanked him, and found that it was getting late, and said: "It's getting late, Qianyuan Mountain has a radius of [-] miles and there are many evil spirits. It's very dangerous for a weak little dragon like you to walk at night."

The only dragon among the dragon clan of the four seas who has the talent to become the Dragon King of the Nine Heavens was actually pitied and weakened by a seven-year-old doll.

Ao Bing was stunned for a moment, then asked with a smile: "But it's getting dark now, what should I do if I don't want to walk at night?"

Yes, what should he do?

Nezha was annoyed for a moment, and began to think about what to eat tonight. Since the real Taiyi left, he had to think about what to eat every day.

Qingmo, who came to cook for her under the order of Taiyi Daoist, just wanted to burn bamboo shoots, and Nezha felt like he was about to become bamboo shoots after eating, and he didn't know if Long would eat bamboo shoots, "Forget it, forget it, what are you doing today? Come home with me first, and you can go when the sun comes out tomorrow."

Ao Bing reached out to invite, but Nezha was not polite, and led the way with two short legs.

Qing Mo cooked dinner, waited from dusk to moonrise, until the moon was in the middle of the sky, his stomach was already growling, and the food was heated twice before he saw a familiar little figure appearing at the entrance of the cave.

"Nezha, it's time to eat." Qing Mo waved his hands and shouted, only to find a taller figure following behind the small figure. He thought to himself that this evil spirit was too powerful, so he just passed through the barrier calmly. He followed Nezha without letting him notice.

Qing Mo said with a trembling voice: "Nezha, an evil spirit has followed you back..."

Where did the evil come from?

Seeing Qingmo stepping back a few steps as if facing a formidable enemy, Ao Bing saw that he was the one who was talking about evil, with a decent smile on his face, and just about to explain, he heard Nezha say: "Qingmo, you It's time to practice hard, what kind of eyes?"

While talking, Nezha saw two sets of bowls and chopsticks on the table, ran to the back kitchen to get another set, and said, "This is the third prince of the Dragon King's family in the East China Sea."

Qing Mo scratched his head in embarrassment and said, "So it's the Third Prince Long, I'm disrespectful and disrespectful."

"Sit down." Nezha jumped on the bench and sat down, picked up a piece of bamboo shoots and stuffed them into his mouth, very much like a host, and said quite enthusiastically: "Ao Bing, do you want to eat bamboo shoots? Qingmo can only burn them." Bamboo shoots, if you don’t eat this, you won’t have anything to eat. By the way, do you eat grapes? There are grapes on the grape rack at the door to eat.”

Ao Bing went to the countryside to do as the Romans did: "I'm not picky eaters, I heard that picky eaters don't grow taller."

Hearing the words, Qing Mo seemed to have found a bosom friend, nodded repeatedly and echoed: "Hey, yes, yes, the third prince is right, look at Nezha, he doesn't eat this or that, he is seven years old, and he is five years younger than me." When I was young, I was taller."

Nezha: "..." Do you think I look like a bamboo shoot?

Ao Bing asked with interest: "Really?"

"Yeah, yeah," Qingmo opened his small mouth, and opened up the conversation box, telling Ao Bing the few embarrassing things in Nezha's life one by one, which made Nezha want to slit his mouth. superior.

As he was talking, Qing Mo thought that Nezha had asked him to learn how to cook other dishes a while ago, so he turned the topic back to Nezha's picky eaters and his lack of height.

Talking about picky eaters in leaping species is too hooligan! ! !

Nezha swallowed the last mouthful of rice expressionlessly, "I am a human being, but you are an iron-eating beast. It has been five months and every meal is full of bamboo shoots. I look like a bamboo shoot now..."

Qingmo: "...I can only make bamboo shoots."

Ao Bing: "..." What a miserable baby.

"Qingmo will tidy up the guest room on the east side later, and Ao Bing will sleep in that room tonight." After finishing speaking, Nezha put down the bowl, picked up the red tasseled gun and went out.

Ao Bing looked at Nezha's straight back, and asked Qingmo: "It's time, Nezha is..."

Qing Mo has long been accustomed to this, and said nonchalantly, "He's going to practice."

Ao Bing doubted: "Didn't it mean that there will be many evil spirits in Qianyuan Mountain at night?"

"That's right, he has been practicing like this since he was two or three years old." Qing Mo picked up the last piece of mixed bamboo shoots in front of him, and said, "Nezha practiced for ten hours a day for twelve hours."

When I was two or three years old, I practiced day and night with my head hanging from the beam and stabbing my buttocks. When I was two or three years old... oh, when I was two or three years old, I was still a fat-headed dragon rolling around in a pile of toys!

"A two- or three-year-old baby can't even walk steadily?"

Ao Bing tried to save face for his two- and three-year-old self, but was hit even more mercilessly.

Qing Mo felt that Ao Bing didn't look like a bad person, hesitated for a moment, and said truthfully: "Nezha can talk in three months, and can run all over the mountain in five months, hunting birds, chasing pigs and touching tigers' butts. When he was two years old, All schools of thought are familiar, but our Qianyuan Mountain Protector Barrier can be broken at the age of five... Our real person said that Nezha can become the No. 20 in the world at the most 1 years old!"

Ao Bing felt a small dark cloud floating over his head, and at the same time felt that he should work harder!

So, Ao Xiaobing, who was going to work hard, asked Qingmo about the place where Nezha practiced. After learning that the place was in the woods to the east, he stepped out the door, and picked two bunches of grapes from the grape rack at the door.

It was dark in the forest, and the moonlight shone faintly on the ground, except for Ao Bing's two transparent dragon horns, which shone with a little luster, but upon closer inspection, they reflected the moonlight.

From a distance, Ao Bing saw a silver spear dancing with cold light, victorious and fierce, and the wind was as swift as lightning.

If he hadn't seen clearly that the figure holding the gun was a half-grown baby, Ao Bing would probably have thought that the gun had become a master. After all, this momentum is really not something a seven-year-old child can make.

Nezha heard footsteps approaching, closed his gun and stood still, not wanting to let the creatures on the mountain see his angry face.

Seeing that Nezha stopped, Ao Bing handed the ice bowl made of water to Nezha, "Do you want to eat grapes?"

"Eat." The grape trellis I built by stepping on the stool and the ladder, how could I not eat it?

Nezha wiped the sweat off his forehead, took the ice bowl, and put the red-tasseled gun aside, thinking that this gun could not withstand her strength, and when the real Taiyi came back, he would ask him to change it for him.

"You don't sleep, what are you doing here?" Nezha said while finding a big rock to sit on, patted the vacant seat next to him, and signaled Ao Bing to come and sit.

Ao Bing sat down, looked at the ground that was scattered by the moonlight, and asked shamelessly, "Nezha, you are only seven years old."

"What happened at the age of seven? Some people die when they are born, and they don't live to be seven years old." Nezha stuffed a soaked grape in his mouth and looked at the moon in the sky. "I was thrown into the mountains by my parents since I was born. In the old forest, you can only live to this day if you are picked up by the master."

This topic was a bit heavy, and Ao Bing was silent for a while, wondering if he should tell Nezha that the fate of human beings was written from birth.

Let's talk about it, it is a bit cruel to treat such a hard-working doll; let's not talk about it, it is indeed a destiny.

Ao Bing ate up a bowl of grapes while struggling.

Nezha could more or less guess what the little dragon was thinking, but she didn't say it, because the baby's unique curiosity broke out, and she wanted to play tricks.

She asked, "Ao Bing, how old are you?"

Ao Bing didn't understand why Nezha asked this, and said in a daze, "Ten years old."

Nezha continued to ask: "It is said in the book that dragons can live for a long time, so you should be considered a baby in dragons, right?"

Ao Bing calculated the age of human adulthood with his fingers, and said seriously: "Dragon people are considered adults when they are two hundred years old. If you want to calculate it this way, it should be counted."

"Dragon people reach adulthood at 190 years old, human beings become adults, you still have 11 years to reach adulthood, and I only have [-] years left," Nezha flicked the baby dragon seriously in the grove, "In this way, Ao Bing, are you right? You should call me brother."

Ao Bing: "What you said seems to make sense... But why do you feel that something is not right?"

Nezha said confidently, "Since it makes sense, call brother to listen."

Just as Ao Bing was about to speak, he was suddenly blessed and realized that Nezha was secretly changing the concept, so the "brother" who came to his mouth changed his words: "Nezha, you didn't calculate it like this, it should be calculated according to the length of birth."

It’s dangerous, but luckily I read a lot, otherwise I would have been fooled by you, a bad baby Q盛Q

Nezha didn't feel a little guilty when she was exposed, she swaggered off the rock and continued to practice her gun.

Ao Bing asked: "Is there no one here to practice with you?"

Nezha continued to shoot, and replied, "No." There was no one who could shoot.

"Then I'll give you some tricks," Ao Bing jumped off the stone, sacrificed two long swords, and hit the boss with the swords.

After a while of bangs and bangs, Nezha probably figured out how powerful Ao Bing was, and then crushed him mercilessly. Steady, the footwork is too floating..."

After half an hour, Nezha decided not to practice today, she was going to teach this little stupid dragon, just like the real Taiyi taught herself to Ao Bing.

Nezha dragged the gun in one hand and Ao Bing who was about to cry with the other, and returned to the Golden Cave ahead of schedule.

Nezha moved a small bench to Ao Bing, let him sit, and sat himself on the big chair of Daoist Taiyi.

Nezha imitated Taiyi's tone and said, "Ao Bing, do you know what the purpose of learning martial arts is?"

Ao Bing didn't realize what was wrong, and replied honestly: "To keep fit, the most important thing is to let yourself have the power to protect yourself."

Nezha asked again: "Why do you want to protect yourself when you're fine?"

Ao Bing replied: "It's about taking precautions. There will always be some people who will fight with others because of certain things. Everyone may be the one who uses the sword, or the person who is innocently killed."

"That's right," Nezha praised Ao Bing's awareness, and then changed the topic, "So why did you miss every sword just now?"

Ao Bing talked about his own understanding: "The Dao is fifty, the sky is fourty-nine, there is always a glimmer of life, there is no unparalleled road in the world, we live in the world, how can we do things absolutely?"

Fifty avenues, forty-nine Tianyan.

Nezha has never agreed with this truth.

When she was three years old, she went down the mountain with Daoist Taiyi to go to the market in the town, and met an old Taoist priest who told a fortune. The old Taoist told the fortune of a passer-by. It's the phrase 'Fifty Dao, Forty Nine Tianyan'.

When Nezha heard this sentence, he asked Master Taiyi, but Master Taiyi didn't tell her, so he carried her to the old Taoist's booth, and she asked him what he meant.

The old Taoist saw that Nezha was born with a good-looking elf, and there was aura in his eyebrows and eyes, and he told her with a smile: "The meaning is that the way of heaven is merciful, and there is no unparalleled road. No matter how difficult the predicament is, it will give you a glimmer of life. Inside, it only depends on whether the trapped people can find it."

Nezha, who was three years old at the time, didn't know where the whimsy came from. He opened his mouth and said intuitively: "Why do you say that it is the mercy of heaven, instead of saying that God is playing with you? It may be a way to survive." It finds it interesting. Think about it, old man, it clearly sees that a way of life is within your reach, but you can’t find it, and it sees countless people beating their heads for that invisible hope Isn't it interesting to break the blood?

Just like the people who fight cocks and dogs and crickets over there, put those small animals in a circle, use their nature or rewards, let them fight to the death with their own kind, so as to achieve the purpose of making yourself happy.

Each of the small animals that gamble has a half chance of surviving, isn't it similar to the endless road you said? "

The old fortune-teller thought that Nezha looked innocent and cute, but he didn't expect that he was a little lunatic who could say such cruel and terrifying words. He drove the 'cruel' master and apprentice away from the stall with a look of disgust.

Daoist Taiyi, who practiced with Yuanshi Tianzun since he was a child, was really shocked by what little Nezha said.He had never taught Nezha the Dao of Heaven and Earth, but Nezha's understanding, spoken out of her mouth, was too natural and too sure, not like a casual guess.

Withdrawing her thoughts from her memories, Nezha began to miss the real Taiyi. She didn't want to persuade Ao Bing with the shocking words in the past, but planned to use the various schools of thought she knew and used since she was a child.

Nezha said: "You said that the Dao is fifty and the sky is fourty-nine, but you can remember the sentence 'the world is not benevolent, and everything is a humble dog'."

"This..." Ao Bing paused for a while, not thinking of how to refute Nezha.

"Ao Bing, no one will attack you for no reason. Therefore, in the battle with the enemy, every move and every style is close, and it may cost your life." Nezha jumped off the tall chair, With a pair of small hands behind his back, he went to Ao Bing and knelt down, looked him in the eyes seriously and said:

"If you can do your best, then don't always be close. For you, your closeness is a glimmer of life for others, but for yourself, it may be a fatal blow. Want to To keep people alive, why don't you practice to the best and keep people alive within the scope of your ability?"

After saying this, Nezha said that he was going to sleep, and asked Ao Bing to sleep in the east room by himself.

Ao Bing lay on the stone bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

He has to admit that Nezha is really smart, at least much smarter than his master, and his master also knows that when he practices, he often clicks to the end, pity people's lives very much, and is always about the same. Forget it, so I only treated him as a child at heart, and treated the exercise as a joke, so after a few times of persuasion, he let him go.

What Nezha said today really persuaded Ao Bing.

But Ao Bing is so kind, his nature made him only understand the kindness expressed in Nezha's words, but he didn't understand the evil hidden in it.

In fact, Nezha's ability to keep people alive is not only Ao Bing's understanding of goodness, but also the meaning of playing tricks like a cat catching a mouse, that is, after playing enough and getting tired of playing, decide whether it is true It is up to you to leave a chance for others, how to keep it, and how much to keep.

The seven-year-old Nezha looks smart and cute, but in essence he has an almost naive kindness.

As with others, so with yourself.

Ao Bing, who originally planned to go back to the Dragon Palace tomorrow, decided to find a way to stay on Qianyuan Mountain and listen to the teachings of this exquisite doll, anyway, it is more useful than his master's teachings.

The third prince Long, who has always been a high bed with soft pillows, and his clothes and hands to eat and his mouth to open his mouth, slept very soundly on this hard, bang-bang stone bed after today's overwork.

Nezha lay neatly on the couch, looked at the twelve characters pasted in the room, and fell asleep with his eyes closed.

Two hours later, Nezha opened her eyes and started her boring but self-disciplined day.

Breathe and breathe for an hour, then get up and go to the study to read a scripture silently, and then go down the mountain to the edge of her pool to practice the water control technique that she is not yet proficient in.

I don't know what Nezha thought, but she suddenly didn't want to practice after she was practicing. She felt that manipulating water to attack, as long as she worked hard, it was something that everyone could do.

What is the meaning of simply condensing water into ice into sword into Jackie Chan?

Nezha temporarily gave up controlling the waters, sat by Tan's side and thought about it for a long time, and finally she thought of a very interesting idea.

She recited the incantation, formed a seal, and slowly condensed the water in the pool into a figure holding a sword, then carefully controlled the water figure, trying to make it go ashore.

That's right, Nezha wants to turn water into a human form, or other forms, with a certain consciousness to fight, instead of being controlled by people bluntly. If it is only controlled by people, then a little distraction, the condensed water It will disperse into a chaotic rain to moisten the earth, and it will not be able to exert its true power.

It is easy to control the hydration into various forms, but it is difficult to make it move freely.

It's like the water man that Nezha just condensed, went ashore under Nezha's control, but only moved a few steps forward with difficulty, then scattered into a ball and returned to the embrace of Mother Earth. She tried a few more times, and The best result is that the water man only scattered into the ground when she tried to control it and swing the sword.

Nezha knew very well that failure was only a stepping stone to success, so he paused the useless temptations and began to think about what the problem was.

Since she can make water people walk ashore, and even wield a water sword, it means her idea is feasible, then success is only a matter of time, maybe it's not even a matter of time, it can only be said that she hasn't found the trick yet where.

After sitting for a long time, Nezha was a little thirsty under the sun, and wanted to fetch some water to moisten her mouth. Just as she was about to put her hand into the pool, she smelled a fishy smell of mud. She suddenly remembered that this pool was originally a It was dry, and the water in it at this time was drawn by Ao Bing yesterday, using himself as a medium to cast spells.

If the pool dries up, the source below must also dry up. In this way, there will be stagnant water in the pool, and the stagnant water will gradually become dirty and smelly, unlike living water that can keep creatures alive.

Thinking of this, Nezha suddenly felt as if something had slipped out of his hands. If he caught it, it would definitely not be a problem for her to form an army with people to attack the city.

Qiu Huhu was so hot that people panicked, Nezha looked at the pool water but couldn't drink it, it was very hard to hold back.

At noon, Ao Bing just woke up from his sleep. He was just about to call someone to prepare a meal when he suddenly remembered that this place was Qianyuan Mountain, not the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. A water polo came out to freshen up, thinking that Nezha practiced diligently, so he must be at the pool yesterday, and he rarely put on a child's unique smile.

Seeing a group of birds on the road, Ao Bing greeted the birds in a good mood: "What a coincidence, let's all go south."

Ao Bing slowed down and went to the pool at the same speed as the birds migrating south.

The birds had been flying for a long time, and they landed on the edge of this pool to drink water. After resting for a while, they flapped their wings again and embarked on a journey.

When Nezha saw the birds drinking water, the inspiration that had slipped from her mind before suddenly flashed, and she instantly understood the reason why her idea of ​​implementing the water man's self-combat failed.

Nezha looked at the birds flying away in line in the sky, and didn't ask why Ao Bing hadn't left yet. Before this question, she had a more important question to ask.

"Ao Bing, do you think water can produce elves besides fish, shrimps, crabs and clams and other goblins that are born of water?" Spirits of water-consciousness.”

Ao Bing thought for a while and replied: "The sea has sea eyes, and springs have spring eyes. This is the source of every water. I don't know anything else, but there are very few water eyes that can give birth to water spirits. It's just... ...."

Nezha felt that the second half of what Ao Bing did not say was very important, and asked, "Just what?"

Ao Bing said: "It's just that the lifespan of these water eyes is extremely short, from a few days to a few months, and the longest life span is no more than three years."

Nezha asked, "How did you know?"

Ao Bing said: "Jiuwan River is the estuary of the East China Sea. It carries the water of the five lakes. It is full of spiritual energy. There used to be a water spirit. Unfortunately, that water spirit only survived for three months, and it was reclassified as a ghost for some inexplicable reasons. plain water.

We have sea eyes in the East China Sea, which take over the sea waters of the four worlds, and water spirits were born in the sea eyes. They lived for three years, which is the longest living one in the records about water spirits. "

Nezha felt that he was about to understand most of the principles, and continued to ask: "Is there anything special about these water spirits before and after their lives?"

Ao Bingcheng said: "Wherever the water spirit is bred, the aura in the water is unprecedentedly strong. Since the birth of the water spirit, the aura has been guided by something, and it has all gone to the water eye. But after the water spirit dissipates, the aura will slow down. Back to normal."

Looking at the pond, Nezha was suddenly happy, and then bowed to Ao Bing quite formally and said, "I understand, thank you!"

Water benefits all things, and all things have spirits, but it benefits all things without fighting. It is not only the softest thing, but also the most beneficial soldier. Therefore, water cannot produce its own consciousness.

Even all kinds of fairy spirits and monsters cultivated in the water can only control the unconscious water to attack through their own consciousness, and cannot let the water produce their own fighting spirit. to survive.

The aura is the most abundant in the water eye, once the water spirit is born, then the water spirit will naturally understand what cultivation is through the aquatic creatures.

If Shui Ling has the idea of ​​becoming a god or a Buddha, he will inevitably start self-cultivation, and the aura contained in the water will naturally be led by the ubiquitous consciousness in the water to the water eye where the aura is most abundant.

All the spiritual energy in the water has entered the body of the water spirit, and a pool of living water that can protect all living things will turn into a pool of dirty and smelly stagnant water due to the loss of spiritual energy, so that no living things can rely on this piece of water to survive, and there is no food for water in the water. After cultivating the aura, Shui Ling will definitely set his sights on the land.

Therefore, according to the principle of mutual generation and mutual restraint of all things, if a spirit like water spirit stays in the eyes of water honestly, it may survive for a longer time.

It is even more impossible for heaven and earth to allow anything that can threaten the creatures in its embrace.

The reason why only a very small number of water eyes can conceive a water spirit is because it is too difficult to conceive a water spirit in ignorant water. Gather, and not every water has water eyes that can gather gas, and not every water eye can exist for so long.

Can the sea be turned into a mulberry field, let alone a river and lake?

After Nezha thoroughly analyzed the water spirit, he found that the water spirit, which is itself a water spirit, cannot let the water form and go ashore, unless the water is drilled in by its own consciousness.

But in the final analysis, the water man who wants to be condensed goes ashore to fight on his own, but he lacks a trace of his own spirit. If he can input a little of his own thoughts into it when the water man is formed, then can it be possible to let the master The mindful water man fights on his own until he is scattered?

Nezha remained silent for a while, just staring at the pool of water and meditating, thinking how to instill in the water man the thoughts he had when he was a man in water.

According to her idea, water, which is as soft as it is firm, can attack and defend in human form. The person was too soft or too rigid at the time, which caused the opponent to suffer a certain backlash.

Being backlashed by his own power, Nezha finds it very interesting just thinking about it.

When Ao Bing saw Nezha wandering in the sky, he waved his hands in front of Nezha and shouted, "Nezha?"

Just when she thought about how to lose the goal of congealing water to Shuiren, Nezha suddenly remembered Ao Bing's voice in her ears. She came back to her senses, and showed an unfriendly smile at the dangling hand in front of her.

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Really educational class!

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