My hero is myself

In the world of Kyushu, you can already have magical weapons such as storage rings and storage bracelets of unknown size.

The sword formation that suddenly descended above his head activated a series of magic weapons and talisman chains that Guangchengzi used to automatically protect himself.

The visual effect can be said to be great, the fireworks are coming~

After a series of dazzling operations, Guangchengzi successfully broke through thousands of murderous swords.

The quiet courtyard reappeared before our eyes.

"Hahaha, why is Fang Xiaoxiao ambushing your Taoist master here... eh?"

Guangchengzi was enjoying himself with his hands on his hips, when he suddenly saw clearly the little head sticking out of the window.

His declaration of victory was immediately stuck in his throat.

That was a child of five or six years old.

Only by stepping on the table can one inquire about the situation outside the window.

The pink and jade-carved little face is plump, and the skin is so tender that you can almost pick up water, but it has a serious look with frowning eyebrows:

"The materials dad gave me are too bad. I still have more than 4000 changes that I can't make..."

Guangchengzi's spiritual consciousness at the peak of Hedao realm swept over and he was surprised to find that this little kid was not the kind of kid who liked to pretend to be a boy, but was actually an accomplished Taoist with four or five figures in age.

He is a genuine five-year-old!

Bracket, at least in this physical body, there is no cultivation at all.

Even martial arts has not really started yet.

Guangchengzi also recalled that when he broke the formation before, he was under great pressure at first and then it became inoperable.

In the end, it almost stopped changing...

It is indeed in line with what the little doll said.

It turned out that it was not him who had exhausted the sword array's methods.

Is it that the materials of the sword array limit the performance of the sword array?

What kind of genius is this?

The Taoist master has practiced for hundreds of years, and he has cultivated it all on the dog, and he was almost plotted against by a five-year-old child? !

And when he sneaked into the General Military Mansion, he saw a precocious little boy with unparalleled qualifications, whose identity he didn't need to think about at all...

It must be Nezha!

The banished immortal is alive, indeed the banished immortal is still alive!

Guangchengzi was beaten a little embarrassed, but his mood was extremely comfortable.

If you can accept a disciple with such evil qualifications, in time, he will definitely be your thigh...

Ahem, cough, cough, it must be adding talents to the teacher's sect and adding another fierce general to the ongoing battle for the great avenues!

Although Guangchengzi is the beloved disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, he also has his own Xiao Jiujiu.

In the early days, practitioners rely on their masters.

But if you recruit many disciples who are more capable than yourself, it will be like interest deposited in the bank...

One day, they can ignore the teacher and do nothing if something happens?

At this time, the practitioners were still arguing over the two routes of Wandering Nine Provinces and Jedi Tiantong Formation.

Guangchengzi's master, Yuanshi Tianzun, and his uncle, Master Tongtian, were the advocates of the two major lines.

The two sides took the world as the game and settled on the civil war.

We all belong to the same human race and come from the same sect, so we should be united.

However, conflicts are increasing and the trend of turning into armed fighting is still uncontrollable.

Many practitioners have unleashed the true fire, and their hatred is getting deeper and deeper.

Now the two immortals each have their own opinions, and it is obvious that no one can give up their own way...

Smart people can see that sooner or later, there will be a battle between interpretation and teaching.

As one of the most favored disciples of Yuanshi Tianzun, Guangchengzi should naturally share the worries of his master and actively absorb outstanding fresh blood!

He was determined on the purpose of his trip, and the more he looked at the little baby in front of him, the more he liked it.

Seeing that he was still worried, Guangchengzi put on a smile, stepped forward and asked warmly:

"Little friend, did you set up this sword formation?"

"Anti-thief."

Nezha raised his head and answered concisely.

Guangchengzi showed sympathy and understanding.

No wonder the jujube tree in the yard is so spiritual.

It turns out that the nutrition is so good!

Anyone who dares to come to the General Military Mansion to steal things must have some integrity.

It's a pity that I met this monster-like little Nezha.

Guangchengzi took out a small cloth bag, shook his hand, and poured out a lot of materials for making weapons:

"This formation is quite impressive. If you have trouble with materials, you might as well try using these."

"Seven crystal jade, arctic ice, heavenly silkworm heart gold...these are all the best materials!"

Little Nezha's eyes suddenly gleamed.

I recognized that this was top-notch material that I had read in Taoist books, but that I could not afford with my pocket money.

But soon his dark eyes rolled, and he looked at Guang Chengzi warily, with a serious face:

"Father said that no merit will be rewarded. My formation can't trap you. You can kill or behead you as you please, so why do you still need to give me materials?"

Seeing a five-year-old child thinking cautiously and seriously, the contrast was so cute that Guangchengzi couldn't help but want to laugh.

But he controlled his expression perfectly, preventing himself from expressing even the slightest contempt for the other party.

He once taught his junior brothers and sisters as a teacher, and he knew that these talented children had pride in their hearts.

The younger you are, the more annoying you are being treated as a child.

Therefore, Guangchengzi adopted the attitude of being friends with fellow Taoists at this time:

"My little friend, you should know that I am not here to ask for money, nor to kill anyone. I just want to meet the genius who has made my junior brother miss you."

"Oh? You are the senior brother of that weird Taoist priest... I will not follow you to Yuxu Palace, even if you give me twice the materials!"

Nezha was extremely smart and immediately thought of the guy who had been living in the house before.

But the desire in the words still revealed a little bit of key information.

Guangchengzi felt relieved and said with a smile:

"Who said I wanted to capture you and take you to Yuxu Palace? I just saw that you have talent in swordsmanship and formations, and I wanted to see your limits."

He took out two more storage bags, which were full of top-quality materials for forming formations and refining weapons.

However, he didn't say that it was given to you for free to increase your favor.

Instead, he looked at Nezha provocatively:

"Pindao broke through the formation by luck. I heard you said that the materials limited my performance. Now that I have given you new materials, can I use this formation to trap Pindao?"

Little Nezha's mouth was watering when he saw that only these top cultivation sects had circulating materials.

Although he is wise, he is far smarter and more alert than other children of his age.

But the memory was sealed, and the curious nature of children still prevailed.

Coupled with Guangchengzi's enthusiasm for the Dharma and his sincerity and performance, he really fell into the trap:

"If you want to torture me, I won't be polite!"

However, he looked at the materials eagerly and said with some embarrassment:

"However, I have no cultivation, and it will take three days to re-arrange the formation..."

"The poor Taoist will come back to visit you in three days."

Guangchengzi turned around and jumped out of the General Military Mansion. He was extremely cool and unrestrained.

"Hey...hey, I haven't promised you yet!"

Little Nezha called out twice.

But there was only the sound of cicadas chirping in the courtyard, and the Taoist priest with unfathomable cultivation was nowhere to be seen.

"This Yuxu Palace is full of weirdos!"

He complained softly.

But he couldn't help but reach for the storage bag left by Hironariko...

This is Guangchengzi’s secret of not passing on the child--

Treat smart little ones like adults and give them the respect that ordinary adults wouldn't give them.

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Three days later, Guangchengzi came by the moon and came to the sword array.

He was well prepared.

He specially consulted several fellow disciples who were good at swordsmanship and refined the magic weapon for restraint. The techniques he chose were also famous for their unpredictable changes.

So Nezha's sword formation was still broken this time.

The process of breaking the formation was also free and easy, as if it was just done casually...

"There are a few places I didn't design well, come again!"

Little Nezha was a little angry.

"You revise it slowly, I'll give you three more days."

Guang Chengzi smiled faintly and disappeared.

Nezha stamped his toes and pointed to the sky:

"It doesn't take three days, just one day this time!"

Outside the General Military Mansion.

Guangchengzi leaned against the courtyard wall, a mouthful of blood spurting out of his sleeves.

He couldn't laugh or cry, he took out a pill and drank it:

"You're careless, you're careless... I almost lost my cultivation because of the concave shape. I have to pay some costs to restrain this brat."

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Another three days passed.

This time, Guangchengzi specially borrowed a magic weapon for self-protection and performed divination in advance to calculate the methods and variables that Nezha might use...

So it was easier to deal with it than last time.

"You do have some tricks, but I can't beat you right now."

Little Nezha was quite magnanimous and admitted defeat without any harsh words.

"It seems that you are confident that you can beat me in the future."

Guangchengzi chuckled and had a better impression of this little guy.

Compared with being frustrated and angry,

Little Nezha admits his shortcomings and faces his shortcomings.

A steady mind may be more valuable than talent in the future of spiritual practice.