Chapter 313: Good things are coming

　　 Nezha leaped on top of the Hot Wheels, majestic, high-spirited, and with a small chest, grabbing the circle of universe in his hand and smashing Yang Jian's calf.
Although he was a bit stubborn, he was not a vicious-hearted person, and he faced Yang Jian's murderous door as soon as he came up.
Yang Jian didn't move, nor did he use profound arts, letting the circle of heaven and earth hit his calf.
In this smash, the flames were really splashing, the Venus flashed randomly, Li Jing's eyelids jumped wildly, and the Yin's complexion, who was hiding in the distance, also changed.
‘How can my son be so cruel. ’
As soon as he heard the sound of ‘’, Yang Jian remained motionless, his pale yellow robe shone with dim light, but the Universe Circle was bombed out, smashing several slabs that were thrown against the edge of the flower bed.
Little Nezha looked at Yang Jian suspiciously, and with a move, the universe fell back into his hands.
"You don't have to endure it," Nezha kindly warned Yang Jian, "I just used six or seven cents of strength."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "You can hardly hurt me even if you use 60 or 70 points of strength."
"Sixty to seventy points of strength?" Nezha was a little dazed, looking down at his hands, checking them one by one, and muttering, "Isn't I a total of very strong?"
Yang Jian is also happy.
"Use what you have," Yang Jian shouted, "I also want to let you know how powerful it is, so as not to cause trouble and cause serious trouble in the future."
Little Nezha snorted with a strange expression. He stepped on the hot wheel and rushed into the air, holding the circle of universe and swaying with two little hands. The circle of universe was divided into three and three into nine, and hundreds of gold were melted in a blink of an eye. The circle, back and forth linked into a shape of a phoenix spreading its wings, whizzed towards Yang Jian.
"Flashy."
Yang Jian was still motionless, only this time a layer of profound energy was placed outside the profound body.
There was another jingle, and the phoenix phantom, like a wave splashing on the reef, directly exploded.
The reef still stood there, his eyes smiling, his figure standing still.
Little Nezha has a small mouth, which seems a bit unacceptable. With his temperament, Xiao Nezha immediately urged Hun Tian Ling. The red string rushed down like a python and wrapped Yang Jian tightly from head to toe. , Showing only one head.
"Huh!" Nezha triumphantly, "Now you are scared."
"Oh? Why should I be afraid?" Yang Jian asked with a laugh without changing his face.
Nezha stepped on the Hot Wheels and flew to the front, humming: "I have wrapped you up, now I only need to pull the rope, you will have a big petition!"
Yang Jian asked, "Have you ever used this method to tease others?"
The baby also replied sincerely and childishly: "My mother won't let me act on people, but I often use this method to fish and grill fish in the sea."
A few black lines hung on Yang Jian's forehead, "You will know when you pull it."
"That's what you said," Xiao Nezha made a small move, Hun Tianling flew over and one end fell into his small hand, and then pulled hard...
"Huh?" Nezha was a little surprised, looking at Yang Jian, "Why don't you move?"
"You want me to move? I'll show it to you," Yang Jian said, with a glow of glow coming out of his body, and the entangled Hun Tian Ling directly bulged.
These few spiritual treasures were all refined by the Taiyi real person's help Nezha, which can be described as intersecting lives.
When Yang Jian forced Hun Tian Ling like this, Nezha was shocked, but after all he was young, and he loved more at this time. He didn't put Hun Tian Ling away, just staring at Yang Jian's movements.
Hun Tian Ling was propped up by the profound energy, Yang Jian flew up, turned around and fell aside, retracting his profound energy.
Hun Tian Ling had no support, and she suddenly fell on the ground, and Nezha raised her hand to beckon her back.
Little Nezha suddenly yelled, using a weapon, and rushed towards Yang Jian with his small fist.
Yang Jian smiled at the corners of his eyes, raised his hands, and bends down to make a look as if he wanted to hug him; when Nezha rushed forward, his hands suddenly pressed Nezha's ribs, and the profound energy wrapped the Fenghuo Wheel, and Xiao Na Ah hugged directly.
If it weren't for Nezha's rushing too fast, and Yang Jian's shot was too ill, this scene should have been a pleasant one.
Although Li Jing next to him couldn't see many ways, he knew how much his son had abilities, he was shocked by Yang Jian's methods.
Thinking about Yang Jian's deeds, Li Jing was relieved immediately.
After all, this is the Heavenly Manifestation of Saint True Monarch, not an ordinary fairy.
"Are you convinced?"
Nezha struggled for a while in Yang Jian's hands, but how did the small fist beat Yang Jian? The arm length is too different.
"I'm not convinced!" Xiao Nezha raised his face, still stubborn.
Yang Jian said with a serious face: "Win is to win, lose and lose. When everyone is inferior to others, it is better or worse! If you dare not even admit this, it is not the work of a man."
Little Nezha looked tangled, "But I am a man..."
"Then can you beat me?"
"It seems I can't beat...but I still have the means to show, huh, I have too many means." Xiao Nezha rolled his eyes, and Yang Jian couldn't help but laugh at him.
Yang Jian intended to continue to tease him, but suddenly heard a call sounded in his heart, his smile condensed and turned into a smirk.
Yang Jian said, "Okay, how about we even make a tie today?"
"You let me down first."
According to Yang Jian, he put Xiao Nezha beside his leg.
"Yeah!" Nezha suddenly hit Yang Jian's knee with a fist, which really caught Yang Jian by surprise.
Hearing a light click, Xiao Nezha stood there with his teeth gritted, looking at the unnaturally misplaced palm, his big eyes flashed with water.
"Nezha doesn't hurt..." Nezha's little mouth squeezed this word out, then grabbed his wrist and muttered like a mantra, "Nezha doesn't hurt, Nezha doesn't cry... It doesn't hurt at all... Weep, weep..."
"Hahahaha! You must make a fuss. What, have you suffered?"
Yang Jian squatted down for a burst of great joy, and a mysterious energy wrapped Ne Zha's palm. Nezha only felt the warmth of his palms, and the pain disappeared. He looked at Yang Jian with tears and asked, "Why are your bones so hard?"
"Because I am better than you," Yang Jian rubbed Nezha's head, earnestly educating, "You have only been born a few years ago. You must know that in this world, some masters have lived for endless years. You still have the skills. It’s too weak, don’t act foolishly depending on your own power."
Looking at Li Jing standing next to him, Yang Jian said, "Listen to your parents' discipline, and your mana will become stronger and stronger. Remember?"
Nezha nodded as if he didn't understand, his small face was full of depression, frustrated.
Yang Jian didn't say much. He didn't pretend to be afraid of saying too much Nezha. Today, he just taught Xiao Nezha to let him know the truth about others outside, so as not to think too much and eventually get into trouble.
After the lesson Nezha, Yang Jian walked to Li Jing and said sorry, saying that he had to leave first if there was something urgent.
Li Jing didn't dare to stay longer, but said that if Yang Jian was willing, he could come to the mansion to stay for a long time.
Yang Jian thanked him for saying goodbye, and did not look at Nezha much before he left; because he would inevitably have to come back a few times later and do more for Xiao Nezha.
Why are you leaving in such a hurry?
Because of the call that rang in his heart, it was not someone else who called him, but his master.
Flying into the sky, Yang Jian drove the cloud to the southeast, and soon saw two Taoists standing on the cloud, facing the shore of the East China Sea, waiting for him to pass.
Look at these two Taoist masters, they really are not comparable to ordinary immortals.
The figure on the left is not slender, but it gives a sense of a lofty mountain. He wears a brown robe with medium and long hair hanging down at will. His tall figure resembles a pine and cypress standing between the sky and the earth.
Who is not the real Yuding?
Looking at the figure of the Taoist man on the right, his slightly thin body contained a bit of sharpness. He was dressed in a red robe with wide sleeves, wearing blue cloud fairy boots, and his hair was with a jade hairpin, but he was not half feminine.
"Master! Uncle!"
Yang Jian yelled twice, flew over and saluted the man in red.
The man turned around, and the corners of ‘Xiumei’’s mouth were groaning and smiling. As soon as he came up, he asked the teacher and said, "Is it fun to bully your junior?"
"Uncle joked, how could I bully him?" Yang Jian smiled dryly, knowing that he was teasing Nezha, and was really embarrassed by the eyes of Master and Uncle.
Fortunately, Master Taiyi also knew that Yang Jian was going to'discipline' Nezha; if he were to be someone else, Master Taiyi might directly attack the discipline, but Yuding and Yang Jian, the pair of masters and disciples, would discipline Nezha. I was very happy, and I didn't feel that I was left out.
Yang Jian looked at Yuding, frowned and asked, "Master, why did you come out?"
Real Taiyi wondered: "Where is your master going~EbookFREE.me~ can't we still consult with you in advance?"
Yang Jian suddenly did not know how to answer, but Yuding smiled and relieved him; Yuding said: "I put my soul in the treasure, and I won't delay anything. Your uncle went to the East China Sea to have something to do, and I figured out you. Before I go to the East China Sea to ask for a kiss, let me call you over and go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace."
Please kiss?
Yang Jian was really caught off guard. Just as he was about to argue, the real Taiyi waved his hand.
"I have prepared treasures for you here, just for the use of the marriage proposal, you don't have to be polite with your uncle!"
"Uncle, I have all the treasures I used to raise my marriage..." Yang Jian groaned a few times. Today, Master came out for a walk, and Uncle Taiyi was also there. It's okay to go to the Dragon Palace to propose marriage by himself.
Yang Jian was a little cautious and asked, "Should I tell my mother?"
"What do you call her to do?" Madam Taiyi laughed, "It's just to propose a marriage, not a marriage. Your mother is not beautiful. Don't worry, your uncle will make the decision for you. If you can't save face, your uncle and me Talk to the Dragon King!"
"Goodness," Zhen Yuding smiled kindly, and Yang Jian couldn't really say anything.
The real Taiyi used his magical powers to isolate this place from the universe, and then he held a piece of clothing in his hand and approached Yang Jian.
Hair bands, boots, white brocade gowns, ring wear, swords, and waistbands are all available.
really……
My uncle.
ps: A wave broke out on the 15th, begging for support~