The Legend Of WuKong: [02.]

www.lnmao.org, the fastest update to the latest chapter of The Legend of Wukong!

[02.]

Little Nezha grew up in the blink of an eye. At the age of seven, he had grown up into a handsome child, with the universe on his shoulders and red silk fluttering, standing under the lonely sky.

Both Jin Zha and Muzha were practicing in distant places, and only Nezha stayed in the mansion. Because of the ball-chopping incident, the father-son relationship between Li Jing and Nezha has always been very cold. Li Jing always had a strange feeling that this child might bring some harm to him in the future, so he had no good feelings toward the child. Nezha felt that his father didn't like him and wanted to kill him as soon as he was born, and he also stayed away from Li Jing.

As time went by, Nezha became silent, cold, withdrawn, eccentric, and moody. When he is happy, he shouts and laughs; when he is unhappy, he is silent and goes hunting outside the pass for fun.

Nezha liked to see the way the bird's bones and flesh splashed when the Universe Circle hit it, and liked the **** feathers falling all over the sky. He jumped and stretched out his hand to catch these feathers, like a naughty boy facing the heavy snow.

Nezha likes to hold his chin and watch Hun Tianling slowly tighten the beast. Hearing the crisp sound of the bones breaking is like listening to the rain hitting the lotus pond.

Li Jing never cared what Nezha did, as long as he didn't cause trouble for him. Taiyi rarely came to see Nezha, and when he came, he only taught him skills and techniques. Nezha was extremely talented, so he practiced accordingly, and he became more diligent in a few months than others in a hundred years.

On this day, Nezha was killing people in the wild for fun again. Just as he waved out the Huntian Ling, he saw that the Ling was fluttering and losing strength, and was about to fall down.

I heard a girl's voice saying: "I have a lot of blood on my body. Wash me quickly. Wash me."

Nezha looked around in surprise: "Who is there? Come out."

Huntian Ling danced, spinning into a shape in the air. The red silk brushed against Nezha's face, but it was extremely gentle. The crimson color floated in front of his eyes, and a girl appeared not far away. Her body was as empty as a phantom, transparent and looming, but not a single strand of hair was visible. Only the red silk was flying around her.

"Who are you?" Nezha looked at her.

"I am Hong Ling, an elf born from the spirit of Huntian Ling. Even Taiyi Master does not know my existence." There was a gloomy look on the girl's eyebrows, "You use me to kill creatures all day long, this Ling The blood on my face has turned black, and I live in blood all day long. Why are you so cold and easy to kill?"

"Easy to kill?" Nezha shook his head, "I don't understand. My father is a military general and trains the army all day long. They kill people. I only kill some birds and animals, but you have to take care of me!"

"Killing is wrong. Who is not born from parents and has no brothers and sisters? These wild geese, eagles, deer and rabbits are at home between heaven and earth and have never provoked you. Why did you kill them?"

“Aren’t they born just to be killed? There are hunters everywhere, why don’t you care about them?”

"Them? They are nothing but dirt, you are mine..." the girl bit her lip, "...my master."

"Master?" Nezha sneered, "I never thought that there are fairies in Huntian Ling, so are there also fairies in Qiankun Circle?"

"I've been standing next to you for a long time..." a voice said depressedly.

Nezha jumped three feet away in fright, but still couldn't see the person speaking.

"Where is it again?

Show up! ”

"I'm here...didn't you see..." The voice sounded helpless.

Nezha took a closer look and saw that there was a transparent circle in the sky, sometimes flat and sometimes long, and he was posing.

He asked: "The spiritual creature in Huntian Ling is called red silk, so what do you call it? White circle?"

The thing twisted in depression: "Master, you can call me round, twisted, ring, circle..." It suddenly made a fierce gesture, "But you are not allowed to call me circle!"

"Okay, pie."

"No pie!"

"Oh, Eggy."

"Egg your aunt!"

"Egg cake?"

"You should call me Quanquan..."

"Great, I have someone to play with in the future." Nezha said happily, "It's been seven years, why didn't you come out earlier?"

"But we are goblins, right? If we show up casually and are seen by your father or your master, we will either be blown away by a thunderbolt, or we will be taken away to make elixirs, and we will die." Quanquan said.

"Don't worry! I will never tell them. I am just your two friends, and I will never let others hurt you."

"What is a friend?" Hong Ling asked.

"Friends? Friends play together every day, from morning to night. Even after you go to bed at night, you still want to play together tomorrow."

"Have you ever had any friends before?"

The smile on Nezha's face disappeared: "No."

"But...we are your servants."

"I don't want servants!" Nezha was angry, "I have plenty of servants, but I never let them follow me! I want friends!"

"Okay, friend. We will be friends from now on!" Circle shouted.

"If we are friends, you can't give us orders in the future. You can't let us do things we don't like." Hong Ling said.

"Of course!" Nezha shouted, "Let's play together now."

"What are you playing for?" Quanquan said nervously, "Target hoops? Dogs chasing flying hoops? Archery shooting hoops?"

"Then let's play with the red silk coils." Nezha said.

"I like this..." Quanquan's face turned red.

After half a stick of incense.

"Let go! Let go! Me!" The circle's face turned pale, and with Nezha as the center and the red silk as the diameter, the circle was spinning 30 times per second.

"Okay, let go!" Nezha let go, let out a scream, and pulled Hong Ling straight away. After a while, there was a loud noise in the distance and a column of smoke rose from the ground.

Nezha ran over. The red silk was already floating in the air, the circle was gone, and there was a deep hole in the ground.

"Where's the circle?"

A shout came from the center of the earth: "I'll be back in a moment... You go play first, you don't have to wait for me to have lunch..."

"Then what are we playing?" Hong Ling asked.

Nezha rolled his eyes: "I know something interesting, come with me!"

He pulled Hong Ling and ran back to Chentangguan, laughing and dancing all the way. Passers-by were surprised. They had never seen the third young master so happy.

Nezha ran back to the mansion panting

, pointed to the tall building in the back garden and said: "There is something fun in here, I knew it. But no one played with me, so I never touched it."

The door to the building was locked. I don’t know what year the lock was. It had long been rusted into iron. Nezha gently broke it, and the lock shattered. They were able to go upstairs. The building was old, the ladder wood was rotten, it creaked when they stepped on it, and there were cobwebs all around.

"I'll help you brush away the cobwebs." Hong Ling said.

"No." Nezha hid the red silk in his arms, "Don't make it dirty. I'll brush away the cobwebs."

Hong Ling couldn't help but blush, no one had ever been so kind to her. Fortunately, she was already red and Nezha couldn't tell.

Going to the top of the building, I saw a wooden bow and three bone arrows on the desk.

It turns out that there is a treasure in Chentangguan, called the Qiankun Bow, and three magic arrows, called the Sky-shattering Arrow. It is said that it was left behind by Emperor Xuanyuan when he fought against Chi You. The Qiankun Bow was made of sacred wood. It was simple and heavy. Although it looked like a wooden weapon, it was as heavy as meteorite. The bow string was made of the sinews of ancient divine beasts. No one could hold it or pull it open, so Li Jing had no choice but to put it away.

Nezha stretched out his hand and took off the bow. The iron table made a dull sound. It turned out that the bow was extremely heavy. Nezha almost dropped it to the ground. Fortunately, the red silk flew out and wrapped around the bow, preventing it from smashing the floor. wear.

"So it's so heavy." Nezha said and went to get the three arrows again. I saw arrow feathers like fire, I don't know what kind of feathers they are. The arrowhead is made of iron and carved into the shape of an evil beast's head.

"Do you know? This arrow is carved from the bones of an ancient evil monster. The roar of the monster can shake the world, so I heard that when the arrow is shot, it will make a loud noise, so it is called the Sky-shaking Arrow. I have always thought Let's see what it looks like when it shoots out, but my dad can't draw the bow, so he can only lock these upstairs. Today we will play with this."

Hong Ling said hesitantly: "Since it is an ancient divine object, I'm afraid it cannot be used randomly."

"What are you afraid of!" Nezha said, "Aren't you and Quanquan also sacred objects? Maybe there are some spiritual objects in this bow and arrow, why not call them out and play together."

Hong Ling said: "Not all divine objects will transform into demon spirits. Even if they do, there are many evil spirits that must not be summoned. If this arrow is made from the bones of ancient ferocious divine beasts, I am afraid it will not be used. Woe betide you."

"You are so cowardly!" Nezha said angrily, "It's just a matter of shooting an arrow and hearing the sound. If we shoot it towards the sky, what can happen?"

After saying that, he pushed open the window and drew his bow and arrow.

He has been using the Qiankun Circle and Huntian Ling since he was a child, and his strength has long been different from ordinary people. The bow string creaked, gradually opened, and was pulled to half full. Nezha just let go, and the arrow roared into the sky and flew away.

The whole Chentang Pass heard this roar. People were so frightened that they looked up, thinking it was a roar of a dragon monster, but they saw a line of black smoke rising straight into the sky like a demon spirit. Everyone was frightened.

Nezha jumped happily and said: "It is indeed a sky-shaking arrow, it's fun! Shoot another one!"

Hong Ling hurriedly wrapped his hand around him: "The way this arrow is shot is extremely dangerous. You must never shoot it. Even if you shoot it towards the sky, if it is discovered by the gods, it will be a bad thing."

"Hmph." Nezha said with a grimace, "Coward! Hong Ling is a coward! Then wait until the circle comes back and we will **** for him."