Xu Ji rode a big buffalo, slowly climbing up the stairs from the Shashui River, stepping on the sky path transformed by the sun.
He's used to this.
However, this time, he was a little surprised.
"Eh!" He could feel that the colorful stone that was enshrined in China's Sheji to warm and nourish the luck was beating slowly.
The creatures bred in the colorful stones seem to have taken shape.
And around the colorful stones, the sea-fixing needle was swimming among them.
The future Ruyi Golden Cudgel will shine brightly.
"This is fate!" Xu Ji understood instantly.
So he pinched it with his fingers and looked forward.
I saw two silhouettes among millions of sentient beings.
Under the eyes of Daozu, all disguises are invisible.
A lotus root is the body, lotus leaves are the skin, but it is the son of the lotus.
Moreover, he looks childish, like an eight or nine-year-old child, but his height is the same as that of an adult.
On its body, the brilliance of many magic weapons flowed faintly.
Xu Ji only paid a little attention and saw the appearance of the hidden treasures.
The number is really quite a lot!
Taking a closer look, Xu Ji started laughing.
"It turns out to be Nezha!"
It’s really easy to identify!
He looks like a child, but his cultivation is close to that of a golden immortal.
The lotus root is the body and the lotus leaves are the clothing.
The outlines of the treasures also betrayed him.
The fire-tip spear and the Nine-Dragon Divine Fire Shield may still be difficult to identify.
But Hun Tianling and Hot Wheels are unique!
"No wonder the colorful stone reacts, and no wonder the sea-fixing needle moves abnormally!"
"It turns out that the future enemy and friend are here!"
In the story of Journey to the West, Nezha and Monkey Sun can be said to not know each other without fighting, but they have developed friendship and affection.
"That's not right!" Xu Jidao's heart skipped a beat, his thoughts jumped, and he pinched his fingers again, and the line of cause and effect danced in front of his eyes: "It's destined to me!"
Xu Ji was stunned.
After such a long time, apart from the Lingxi boy, this Nezha was the second person Xu Ji met, asking him to figure out the person who was destined for him.
"Interesting! Interesting!" Xu Ji raised his head thoughtfully and looked at Tianque.
What he knows is that this must be the mysterious world in this mythical world that has asked him to be a tool man.
But why Nezha?
Xu Ji felt the strange movement of the colorful stones and the joy of the Dinghai Shenzhen.
He remembered that Nezha in Journey to the West was the son of Li Jing, the Great God of the Three Altars of Huihai and the Heavenly King of Tota, and he had extraordinary supernatural powers.
His two elder brothers are also disciples of the Buddhist Buddha and Bodhisattva.
There is a legend among Blue Star folk about Nezha making waves in the sea.
It has also been made into many cartoons, and Xu Ji even watched it when he was a child!
Think again about the stone monkey who caused havoc in the Heavenly Palace in Journey to the West.
Xu Ji remembered a poem: "Today I cheer for Sun Dasheng, because the demonic fog has returned again!"
I suddenly became enlightened and understood the meaning of heaven and earth.
"It means, let me train Nezha..."
"Resist?"
But what to resist?
Xu Ji doesn't quite understand and doesn't know.
But this did not prevent him from nodding slightly in the direction of Nezha.
By the way, Xu Ji also took a look at the people next to Nezha.
But it was a little fox with the shadow of nine tails reflected behind it.
"Nine-tailed fox!" Xu Ji naturally recognized this.
The nine-tailed fox is a strange species in the world, and it is also auspicious to the human race.
Legend has it that in ancient times, the king of the human race would have the nine-tailed fox as his queen.
However, under Xu Ji's eyes, the nine-tailed fox was filled with an indescribable smell.
It seems to be some kind of rejection and disgust from heaven and earth.
Moreover, this kind of rejection and disgust is not directed at a certain individual, but at an AOE!
For all nine-tailed foxes.
It's similar to what Xu Ji has seen from the demon tribe, shaman tribe, water tribe, and asura.
At this point in his thoughts, Xu Ji had already made a decision.
He pinched it gently with his fingers and pinched a wicker that ordinary people couldn't see.
With another gentle wave, the enlightening light of the holy tree turned into a pointer.
The pointer tapped Nezha three times on the back of his head.
…
Nezha and Qingqiu Nanzi stared blankly at the Taoist wandering out of the sandy river.
Both of them held their breaths and stood upside down with hair all over their bodies!
"saint!"
"Uncle Master, the Saint of Jiejiao!" Nezha murmured.
However, the sage master uncle in front of me had two different feelings from what I saw in the Immortal Killing Sword Formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation a thousand years ago.
The saint of that time looked down upon the three realms and dominated the world.
Although it is intangible, colorless, qualityless and immeasurable, it can make everyone who sees the saint understand that it is an angry saint.
Moreover, the traces left by the saint in heaven and earth are even more eye-catching.
Even Nezha at that time could easily feel the pressure on his face and the true intention of destruction everywhere.
The Saint of Jiejiao made no secret of his determination to practice earth, water, wind, and fire again!
But now, this saint's temperament has undergone earth-shaking changes.
The aura of looking down on the three realms disappeared, and the aura of dominating the world disappeared.
He is like a kind elder, and like a hermit walking silently in the world, watching the sun and the moon go by.
His body shape blends with the mountains and rivers.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, Nezha wouldn't have noticed his existence at all.
cause and effect……
No!
The traces...are not there!
It's like he doesn't exist in this world, nor does he exist in the three realms.
But he is clearly right in front of you!
The Taoist body of the saint exudes the charm of the Tao, and it hits your face.
The worship and cheers of all living beings sounded like thunder in my ears.
The mountains and rivers are boiling because of this,
Yin and Yang are excited about this.
Countless auspicious birds circled in the sky, and countless auspicious beasts appeared on the riverside.
The holy tree of enlightenment spreads its branches and leaves, blocks out the sky and the sun, and sheds endless virtues of enlightenment.
It is indeed the journey of a saint!
It is indeed a blessing from a saint!
Nezha was almost sluggish, even his thoughts were frozen!
He has never seen such a sight.
A saint, the leader of a religion, the person who opened up the perfect path to Hunyuan.
Accepting the worship of millions of sentient beings and the cheers of millions of mortals.
Incredible!
Even the Bodhisattvas of Western religions will never appear in the human world easily or in front of mortal beings.
The cause and effect is too heavy!
But now, the saint of Jiejiao appears in the world in a grand and dignified way, without caring about cause and effect.
Moreover, he is walking in his true body and does not hide it!
It was also at this time that Nezha suddenly felt that his uncle, the sage master, who was riding on the back of the ox, seemed to be looking at him intentionally.
At this glance, yin and yang reversed, and cause and effect boiled.
Nezha felt his soul shaking and his heart boiling.
Immediately afterwards, Nezha felt something hit him three times on the back of his head.
Before he could recover, the saint had already withdrew his eyes.
Only the marks on the back of his head were telling him that what just happened really happened.
Nezha touched the back of his head and counted the three inexplicable and unexplained taps in detail.
He could be sure that it was struck by a saint.
But why did the saint beat him?
Nezha lowered his head.
He remembered the teacher's warning: The behavior of a saint must have profound meaning, the wonder of cause and effect inside, and the truth of the great truth hidden outside. This means: if you are lucky enough to be taught by a saint, you should think deeply, and then follow your heart.
The heart of Tao is the guide.
So, what does it mean for Uncle Shi, the sage of Jiejiao, to hit him three times on the back of the head?
Nezha thought and speculated.
His hand felt the mark of being lightly beaten by the saint, and three hairs stood up slightly, as sharp as needles.
