Outside Chentang Pass, Yang Jian was wearing white clothes.

He had been chased by the Heavenly Court for many years. During this period, he realized his Taoist arts and supernatural powers and his abilities grew. He arranged his sister to walk on the earth and help the poor and the needy, but he did not leave his name, and few people knew about him.

On this day, he came to Chentang Pass with his slashing dog with a lot of spiritual growth.

He heard that Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass, was a master, and was full of authentic magical powers from Xuanmen. He wanted to visit him to see if he could gain something.

At this point in his practice, he felt that he was relying solely on self-evidentity, and always felt that he was a little bit short and wanted to find someone to argue and make up for it.

As soon as he arrived at the outskirts of Chentang Pass, Yang Jian stepped on a white cloud and suddenly shot out a magical arrow from the side. He sensed a wild goose flying by behind him. If nothing unexpected happened, the wild goose would be shot and killed.

The wild goose was pregnant. He felt sad for no reason. He hurriedly retracted his body, grabbed the magic arrow tightly, and put strength into the arrow, sank his body and reached the earth.

He looked at the magic arrow, and the words "Li Jing, Chentang Pass" were on it, with a brilliant and mysterious light, and it was obviously a magic arrow refined with Taoist techniques.

"Can it be the arrow shot by Li Jing, the general of Chentang Pass?" Yang Jian was secretly angry.

He thought that the archer was powerful and Li Jing was a master of Xuanmen. How could he not tell that the wild goose was pregnant? I heard that he was also a parent, so how cruel he was.

Yang Jian immediately felt a little disgusted with Li Jing.

As he thought about it, a blazing breath approached, but he saw a red fire flying over and landing on the ground, turning into a little baby with a pink and jade-carved hairpin, which should have been very cute, but there were obvious dark circles on his eyes, which seemed a little fierce.

"That's the arrow I shot, give it back to me."

When Yang Jian saw him, he knew that he was not an ordinary child, but probably Li Jing's child. The arrow he had just shot was from. At a young age, he had such magic power and was really powerful.

The more this happens, the less he cannot let him continue to do anything wrong, so as not to cause a big disaster in the future.

He said lightly: "Didn't you see the wild goose pregnant?"

"Ah, it's pregnant? I don't know."

Yang Jian took a lot of disgust in his heart. It turned out that he didn't know, and those who didn't know would not be guilty of being guilty.

If you are cruel to attack pregnant prey at a young age, you would be too cruel.

He saw that the little kid had evil eyebrows and eyes, and thought he was intentional, but he was a misunderstanding.

Yang Jian bowed, "I thought you were intentional, but it turned out to be a misunderstanding. I will return the arrow to you."

"I will get my own arrow back myself, you don't have to return it."

Before Yang Jian could reply, the little kid flew over with a collar and held up the red silk on his body to kill him. It turned out that the little kid had few opponents at Chentangguan, and no one liked him, so he played with him. He sneaked out today and saw that Yang Jian could catch his arrow with his bare hands. He knew that Yang Jian was extraordinary, so he wanted to fight Yang Jian.

The two fought for a moment, and fought dozens of moves in a flash. In the end, Yang Jian was calm and saw a flaw, and defeated the little kid.

The little kid was not embarrassed and immediately gave in, telling Yang Jian not to leave and to come again tomorrow.

Yang Jian rarely met a similar opponent. Seeing that the hunt was happy, he simply agreed.

The next day, the kid came again, brought a fire-tip gun, but didn't know what new martial arts he learned, so he was very powerful.

Yang Jian proved himself and realized himself, and was not in a system and soon failed.

But he could see that this martial arts was something that the little kid had just learned for a while, so he became extremely familiar with it. He couldn't help but sigh at his understanding, but if he had a weapon, he might not lose.

The little kid beat Yang Jian and was very happy, "My surname is Li and his name is Nezha. Don't leave, come again tomorrow."

Yang Jian would not admit defeat, so of course nodded in agreement.

Little Nezha left happily and jumped away.

After seeing Nezha leave, Yang Jian broke a branch and imitated Nezha's fire-tip spear. He had a very high understanding. After seeing Nezha use it once, he immediately remembered the spear technique.

He thought about it himself and kept using the branches to shoot, gradually immersing in it. At some point, the branches suddenly bumped into something extremely soft.

He was suddenly shocked, but he found that at some point he had walked to a big bluestone, with a Taoist still asleep, and the branches stabbed the other person's body.

The branches are weak, but under his power, they are no less than magical weapons.

Yang Jian was shocked, afraid of hurting the other party.

But soon he realized that all the strength on the branches was leaking, and he didn't even poke the other party's clothes.

He couldn't help but blush inwardly, "Yang Jian, Yang Jian, why are you so ignorant of the world? You have learned a little of your ability and underestimated the world's masters."

He immediately realized that the other party was a master.

He put away the branches and bowed to the Taoist on the bluestone, "You are unscrupulous for a moment, which disturbed the senior's practice. Please forgive me if you are guilty."

The Taoist yawned and woke up, "With your ability, you can disturb my practice."

Yang Jian was speechless for a moment. He thought that this master must be a silencer. He didn't expect that he would speak so arrogantly, but he vaguely felt that this was a big deal.

He is also a arrogant and arrogant person, and he feels that there is nothing wrong with being able to admit it with great ability.

The Taoist looked at the branch he was holding again and smiled, "How can you beat him by using the branch to learn his marksmanship and fight with him real swords and guns?"

Yang Jian came back to his senses, "It turns out that my senior had long seen the battle between Nezha, but his shooting skills were profound and profound in heaven and earth. It was always useful for me to learn it."

The Taoist sneered slightly, "What is the mystery of his marksmanship? Don't you think that by learning such marksmanship, you can run rampant in the world and save your mother who violated the rules of heaven?"

Yang Jian poked the Taoist's pain, but he was not upset, but was blessed to his heart. "Yang Jian is incompetent, so please give me a clear guide."

Since the Taoist said this, he is obviously not an ordinary person.

The gods and immortals in the Three Realms know a lot about his family affairs, but not many people comment on this matter like this.

Yang Jian was smart and knew that this man was afraid that he was not afraid of his respected uncle.

"Hehe, I don't give people the way of doing it, but if I learn it, I can still be rampant in this world. Do you want to learn it?"

"Yang Jian naturally thought that if his seniors were willing to teach him, he would repay him even if he had great kindness and virtue."

"If you want to repay, you will repay it. What's the point of being crushed to death? Since you want to learn, it's not that I can't teach you, but you have to beat that little kid tomorrow."

Yang Jian knew that defeating Nezha with the fire-sharp gun was not easy, but he was not afraid of challenges. He said confidently: "Yang Jian will definitely defeat him tomorrow."

The Taoist smiled slightly, "Don't underestimate that little kid. Do you know that his master is Taiyi Zhenren, a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, and a master of all kinds of mysterious methods. He is extremely profound. And that kid has extraordinary qualifications. He practices for a long time and a night, and doesn't know what new skills he will learn."

After hearing Nezha's origin, Yang Jian felt solemn, but he was not inferior to him. "Since that's the case, Yang Jian has to deal with it with all his strength."

After he finished speaking, he began to practice guns.
Chapter completed!