Conferred God: Got cramped at the beginning

Chapter 793: Nezha in this world, an unsolvable deadlock
It is a common understanding among everyone that perfect techniques can easily crush imperfect techniques.

After all, the so-called perfection itself represents the ultimate harmony between the instrument and the person, and between the body and the spirit.

But at this time...

But at this time...

Nezha looked at himself opposite him.

It was clearly the same shooting technique within the same framework, and even the opponent's shooting technique was exactly the same as mine - but that shooting technique, which was full of flaws and was unable to focus on one thing while fighting, had always been steadily suppressing me.

Especially when changing tactics, that shooting skill full of flaws was always a step faster than himself.

Just a line.

But this line was like a natural chasm, pressing down on me.

It was easy for me to be on equal terms with him, but there was no hope at all to defeat him or kill him.

But if it were just like this, and if it were only equal to this spear skill that was full of flaws, then what would the perfect spear skill in my hand, which was recognized by all the senior masters of the Chan sect, be?
What was the effort I had put in to study this shooting technique?
Looking at himself across from him, the flames in Nezha's heart burned more and more - the one across from him was himself, yet not himself.

Because, from the Nezha opposite him, he felt a kind of joy from the heart that he had never experienced before.

This kind of pleasure comes from an inexplicable confidence.

It seems that no matter what he does, no matter how big a stir it causes between heaven and earth, he will always be able to deal with it calmly and will not be abandoned by anyone.

That is the confidence that there will always be someone standing on your side!

He has never had this kind of confidence before.

Li Jing never gave him such confidence.

Madam Yin could occasionally give him this feeling, but Madam Yin was too much influenced by Li Jing, so Madam Yin could not give Nezha this confidence.

As for Taiyi Zhenren, although he doted on Nezha, Taiyi Zhenren was a disciple of the Chan sect and would act for the overall interests of the Chan sect - in front of certain Chan sect Taoists, Nezha's natural intuition allowed him to sense these people's ill will towards him.

Therefore, even when it comes to Taiyi Zhenren, Nezha doesn't dare to give him all his trust - the highest level of trust he can have in a person is only ninety-nine percent.

But the guy opposite... the spirit displayed by his marksmanship that was full of flaws showed that he had the confidence that he would not be abandoned no matter what.

Therefore, he didn't care at all whether there were any flaws in his marksmanship.

But why?
How can he do this!
A blazing flame burned in Nezha's pupils. An unprecedented emotion called jealousy almost devoured him.

At this moment, Nezha's figure in front of him shattered and turned into a green dragon again.

"I know where the problem lies." There was confusion in Ao Bing's eyes.

Then, the pressure on his fingers suddenly increased, pushing away Nezha's outstretched fingers.

The next moment, the finger had already left a small red mark on Nezha's forehead.

The red color came from blood. It was Qinglong's fingers, which were blown out by the sudden increase in force, leaving some wounds.

"Nezha, your spear skills are so perfect." Ao Bing retracted his finger, and while the blood was still wet, he drew a circle in front of Nezha.

"This is your spearmanship, it is perfect and flawless."

"Because perfection has no flaws, your spearmanship has reached the limit of improvement. No matter what method it is, the meaning of improvement is to make the best use of its strengths and avoid its weaknesses. If there are no weaknesses, there is naturally no limit to improvement."

"You're going the wrong way."

"The deduction of the art of weapons shouldn't be like this." Ao Bing stretched out his hand, erased the circle, and then casually drew an irregular shape.

There are many sharp protrusions on the graphic.

"This is how the military attack should be done."

“Take a direction and go forward—when it becomes difficult to move forward, look left and right.”

“Because all your mind is focused in this direction, you can go further and stand higher—and then when you look around, you will see more.”

Ao Bing's finger stretched outward at the highest point, slowly turning the irregular shape into a new circle.

A circle that is even bigger than the previous one.

"Of course, as this new circle is gradually drawn, you will definitely have inspiration, and then let your vision go beyond this circle." Before the larger circle was closed, Qinglong's fingers suddenly returned to their original positions, and at the starting point of the circle, they drew a series of peaks.

"Nezha, you shouldn't use the Lutai to deduce your spear skills. The Lutai is just data. His concept, from the beginning, is perfection, just that circle."

“And it’s very difficult for a circle to become a bigger circle.”

"Nezha, you are bound in this circle by Lutai."

"Lutai used your limit to deduce your current marksmanship, so your vision is within this circle and you cannot see the scenery outside the circle."

“So, you will have nowhere to go.”

"No flaws, isn't that right?" Nezha asked back, his eyes full of rebelliousness, "Only things without flaws can always be invincible and will never be controlled by others."

"But this kind of thing can only deal with the weak, not the strong."

"Nezha, the origin and original concept of the method of attacking by force was not for self-protection."

"It's for killing."

"In the clash of martial arts, life and death are just a matter of a split second - the best protection is not to make your own martial arts flawless, but to kill your enemy before he finds your flaw."

"As long as your enemies die quickly enough, your flaws won't be flaws anymore."

"Nezha, your skills are those of a mortal, not an immortal. Although they are superb, they are not suitable for you."

"Do you understand it?"

Nezha closed his eyes, recalling the defeat just now - he saw a flaw there, so he followed that flaw and moved. However, under that flaw, the Azure Dragon in front of him suddenly burst out with even more powerful strength at the cost of being injured, and left a fingerprint on his forehead.

Although this was just a sparring match, if it was a real fight, he would have died at Qinglong's hands.

Therefore, no matter how rebellious he was, he had to admit Qinglong's truth at this time.

——In such a fight, for those who survive and win, his words make sense!
"Brother Taiyi, the Nezha I know is not of this kind." When Nezha was in deep thought, Ao Bing activated the Azure Dragon Qi and established a private 'channel' with Taoist Taiyi.

This is much more useful than the art of transmitting sound.

Ao Bing talked about Nezha’s real problem at the moment.

"Can't even the great Chan Sect dispel the uneasiness in his heart?"

"It's fine if he doesn't believe in me, but why can't I even feel the trust that he has in you, my master?" "Can't the Chan sect, which is famous for protecting its shortcomings, give its own disciples a sense of security?" Ao Bing looked at Taiyi Zhenren in front of him and felt that the Taiyi Zhenren in front of him was full of suspicion.

"It's impossible that you, as a master, are secretly plotting against him and using him as a pawn?"

Although they are both Nezha, the Nezha in this life seems to be completely different from the Nezha in Ao Bing's previous life.

Although Nezha in Ao Bing's life was also violent, it was only a deviation caused by lack of education.

But Nezha in this life gave Ao Bing a sense of uneasy paranoia.

I am full of doubts about everything between heaven and earth.

Suspicion that 'someone is trying to harm him'.

Based on this mentality, Nezha's spear style also shows an extreme self-protection.

That kind of self-protection has even reached the point of abandoning one's responsibility.

"Fellow Daoist, do you know the origin of Nezha in this world?" Taiyi Zhenren's face also showed helplessness.

"I'd like to hear the details." Ao Bing said in a deep voice.

He also wanted to know why Nezha, who was the anchor of the existence of a saint, showed such a difference in his 'essence' between the two generations.

"I don't know the Nezha you know." Taiyi Zhenren sighed, "But the source of this life's Nezha is a spirit pearl."

"When the sky collapsed and the earth split, there was always Queen Wa to repair it, but the evil spirit left by the countless lives that died between heaven and earth could never be dissipated."

“So, Queen Nuwa used her supreme power to gather all the evil spirits and transformed them into a spirit bead, suppressing it outside the sky.”

"That spiritual pearl is Nezha."

"After countless thousands of years, the spirit pearl began to show signs of life."

"So Queen Wa took the spiritual power and handed it over to the Chan Sect, who taught it with the rules and laws of heaven and earth, hoping to cut off the influence of the infinite evil spirit in the spiritual pearl."

"Then, Master gave me this inspiration, and I took it with me, traveling to all corners of heaven and earth, and seeing all things in heaven and earth."

"During this process, this inspiration gradually turned into spiritual wisdom, which was affected by the evil spirit from outside the sky and gradually disappeared. But it was born from that evil spirit after all. That fundamental evil spirit, the hatred towards all things, is always difficult to quell."

"So, I told Master Ming that I planned to take advantage of the war between heaven and man to send this spirit into the human world for reincarnation. I tried to use his killing in the human world and the great love of parents to melt his most fundamental hatred and completely sever his connection with the spirit pearl."

"What can I do..." A look of pain also appeared on Taiyi Zhenren's face.

"When he was reincarnated, there were some accidents."

"For unknown reasons, Madam Yin was born with a miscarriage and has not given birth for three years."

"So Li Jing asked me for help through his connections. I thought that if Nezha was born because of this, he would be loved by his parents. Even if it was spoiled, the love of his parents would eliminate his innate hatred for living things."

"So I took advantage of the situation and put the spirit pearl into Madam Yin's belly, causing the dead fetus in her belly to come back to life."

"But who would have thought that after Nezha was born, a secret rumor suddenly spread, saying that the fetus in Madam Yin's belly, Ben Wuzai, had died long ago, and Nezha was born from another body."

"It even mentioned that the fetus was murdered by our Chan Sect. The reason why our Chan Sect did this was because we saw the unique identity of the princes of Chentang Pass - they started as humans, became immortals, and then returned to humans again. They have gained the benefits of the immortal way and the weight of the human way."

"When ordinary people hear such lies, they will know whether they are true or false."

"But Li Jing took this matter seriously. He really regarded Nezha as the enemy who killed his son, and regarded us as evildoers."

"Although he dared not question our Chan sect and confront us, he dared to use the rules of father and son to vent his anger on Nezha and teach him a lesson at every turn."

"Under such a situation, one can imagine what Nezha experienced in Chentang Pass." Taiyi Zhenren said with a painful look on his face.

"Nezha's mind is only that of a child, how could he not be affected by this?"

"As time went on, even Nezha himself was influenced by the rumor and thought he owed the Li family a life."

"Over the years, I have tried more than once to bring Nezha back to Qianyuan Mountain, but Li Jing never allowed it."

"Only this time, I borrowed your reputation and said that in the past few years, water tribes had died in Chentang Pass. I was worried that you would settle accounts with me. Another Taoist killed the Tiger King. Li Jing knew about it and he was afraid. That's why he allowed me to take Nezha out of Chentang Pass to avoid the dragon tribe's revenge."

"As for our teachings."

"Because Nezha's character has changed, several brothers have been suggesting that we should put some restrictions on Nezha, to prevent him from becoming uncontrollable one day."

"Although I don't agree, I can only ensure that Qianyuan Mountain is clean. As for what other disciples of the Chan Sect think, I, Taiyi, can't control it."

"So, some people in the Chan sect have already regarded Nezha as an abandoned child, or in other words, they are ready to let Nezha sacrifice himself for the overall interests of the Chan sect?"

"I really can't control them. They won't make me betray my sect because of this." Taiyi Zhenren sighed, becoming more and more painful.

In this regard, he has almost reached the extreme - he will respond to Nezha's requests and always stand on Nezha's side no matter what disputes arise. At the same time, he also protects Nezha and does not allow other disciples of the Chan sect who have opinions about Nezha to contact him.

Even the last time Yuanshi Tianzun preached in Kunlun Mountain, Taiyi Zhenren brought Nezha alone to Chentang Pass.

But as a result, the thorn in Nezha's heart towards Taiyi Zhenren became even harder to remove.

Because in his opinion at that time, Taiyi Zhenren's kindness to him was a kind of advance "compensation", which was just like raising a dead soldier in the world.

And this means that he has been treated as a tool and a discarded pawn.

This is a knot that is almost impossible to untie!
“One day, it really came to this.”

"What should we do when Brother Taiyi must choose between Nezha and the Chan Sect?" Qinglong pressed on.

"Then I have no choice but to die here." Taiyi Zhenren was helpless. This was the dilemma. No matter what choice he made, there would be mistakes, and the result would be unbearable.

"In that case, why don't you fight with Guang Chengzi?"

"The Chan sect emphasizes respect for elders and young people, and I know that - but now, Guangchengzi's philosophy of running the Chan sect is obviously wrong."

"If the Chan Sect is wrong, shouldn't you come forward to correct the chaos?"

"Just because of the principle of seniority, are you going to watch the ideals of the Chan sect go astray?"

“I’m afraid that my other fellow disciples will think that I’m blinded by lust for power and have lost my mind.” Taiyi Zhenren hesitated.

"Right and wrong are right here, are you afraid of what people say?"

"Why not leave Nezha with me, and go back to Chan Sect and reorganize Chan Sect's philosophy?"

"Perhaps, this is also what Guangchengzi wants to see." Ao Bing stretched out his hand and made a lifeless handprint.

(End of this chapter)