[Lotus Cake] 101 ways to use Kuntian Ling

"What should I do?" Nezha raised his head, "Just lift your feet!"

Ao Bing's expression changed: "What?"

The next moment, he saw with his own eyes a three-year-old child's feet lifting two huge boulders that were ten times his size with ease, and the two feet swung back and forth like splashing in water.

Nezha had fun, but it hurt the surrounding flowers and trees.All the trees swept by the boulder, no matter how thick they were, fell down in response, and all the flowers and plants were uprooted by the wind.

Ao Bing was not spared either, and the huge boulder rushed straight at the door in front of him, and it seemed that he was about to hit him directly.Ao Bing was about to dodge sideways, when a crisp laughter suddenly came from his ear.Seeing this, he didn't move.

Nezha retracted the back of his feet, and the boulder brushed against Ao Bing's face and walked away.

Nezha asked, "Why don't you hide?"

"What's the use of hiding?"

"makes sense!"

As he said that, Nezha leaped into the air, twisted his waist, and three huge boulders flew up, which in turn took Nezha around quickly, like a windmill full of power.

As soon as the flying knife comes out, it will break when it touches the grass.In contrast, Nezha's destructive power is comparable to hundreds of millions of knives - and all of them are of the machete level.Going up to chop the sky, and going down to chop the ground, wherever they go, there must be a disturbance where not a single blade of grass can grow.

Nezha was excited to play, and shouted loudly: "It's fun, it's fun!"

Nezha was happy, but Ao Bing's face turned bitter. This was far from what he had imagined!

"Nezha!" Ao Bing called a few times loudly, how could Nezha hear it?In the end, Ao Bing had no choice but to take action himself, and captured Nezha back.

Ao Bing said with a cold face, "Have you had fun?"

Nezha applauded: "Interesting, very interesting!"

Ao Bing looked at the mess around him, feeling unspeakable.Suddenly finding that the table was still intact, he asked, "Are you crazy, but you still know how to hide your own things."

Nezha said: "The place where you sleep is naturally precious!"

Ao Bing glanced at him: "Untie the hemp rope!"

Nezha was puzzled: "Aren't you training?"

Ao Bing sulked: "Stop practicing!"

When one trick failed, Ao Bing came up with another trick, binding Nezha's hands behind his back and binding his feet.

Now, Nezha couldn't get flustered anymore, like a fish thrown ashore, bouncing up and down, struggling to follow behind Ao Bing.

"The scenery here is so beautiful!" Ao Bing stood alone on the edge of the cliff with one foot, "Nezha, come and have a look!"

"Hmph!" Nezha finally jumped up the mountain with both feet, and sat down on the ground, his face as black as the bottom of a pot, "Except for the tree and the sky, what is there to see?"

Ao Bing's blue eyes bent into crescent moons: "If you don't want to see it, let's go down the mountain!"

Nezha's face immediately wrinkled: "Go...down the mountain?"

Ao Bing walked down the mountain in stride, leaving his back alone.

"Hey, hey! You're really going! I'm still out of breath, sir!" No matter what Nezha yelled, Ao Bing just didn't look back, so he got up from the ground with a twisted movement, and followed him resentfully. .

However, even if Ao Bing fights against Nezha in everything, he can only compromise on one thing - this thing is eating.

"I want to eat that red fruit." Nezha leaned on the pine tree carelessly, and gave Ao Bing instructions.

Ao Bing put down the food in his hand, picked up the red fruit, and thoughtfully brought it to Nezha's mouth.

Nezha took a bite and spat it out in a "pooh" way: "It's sour!" He raised his chin, "Change to the yellow one!"

Ao Bing had no choice but to send the yellow ones to Nezha's mouth again, and Nezha spit it out as soon as he put it in his mouth: "It's even more sour!" He looked at Ao Bing dissatisfiedly: "Can you pick fresh fruits?"

Ao Bing opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say "yes", but at last he lowered his eyes and said, "Not really."

"Knowledge is yes, no is no. What do you mean not very good?" Nezha became impatient and stretched his legs, "Untie the rope, I'll go pick fruit!"

"This won't work. We agreed to tie you up for three days."

"I'm just wondering, what can I learn if you tie me up?"

"Buddhas say that precepts produce samadhi, and samadhi produces wisdom. You catch cats and dogs all day long, and you have no leisure time. This reflects your impatience and boundless desires." Ao Bing led Nezha to the shallow stream, and the water "water" Static printing of the moon, static reflection of people's hearts."

"I'm just wondering, what can I learn if you tie me up?"

Ao Bing said indifferently: "Buddhas say that precepts produce samadhi, and samadhi produces wisdom. You catch cats and dogs all day long, and you don't have leisure time. This reflects your impatience and boundless desires."

At this time, the two walked to the shallow stream, and there was a layer of wild cherry powder petals floating on the water.

Ao Bing flicked his wide sleeves, and the wind from the sleeves blew away the powder petals, revealing a crystal clear stream.

Ao Bing lowered his head: "Nezha, come and have a look!"

Nezha took two steps forward, glanced wildly: "Look at what?"

"Look down and look at the surface of the water." Ao Bing said, "The quiet water reflects the moon, and the quiet people reflect the heart. Can you see your heart?"

Nezha asked back: "The heart is in the chest, through the clothes, through the flesh, how can you see it?"

Seeing Nezha's puzzled frowning on the water surface, Ao Bing smiled and said, "Meditation is like a mirror, which can reflect everything in the world. Therefore, those who meditate have clear wisdom and can see what ordinary people don't understand."

"Really?" Nezha was skeptical, "Can you see your heart clearly?"

Ao Bing's serious face and horns were reflected on the water.

He said in a deep voice, "Of course."

Nezha was eager to win, and found a huge rock to sit down on: "Then I have to take a look!"

Two days ago, Ao Bing still tied Nezha's hands and feet.But seeing that he was really sitting by the stream all day without moving, he untied him.

However, at noon every day, Nezha's abdomen would send out a stream of heat that would spread to his limbs, and soon his body would burn like a fireball.At this time, Nezha couldn't sit still, and rolled all over the floor in pain.Wherever it rolls, a ball of sun fire will be ignited, and when it rolls into the water, the water will immediately burn into hot gas and evaporate.

The whole process lasted for an hour, and every time Nezha was tortured to death.

Nezha didn't know what was going on, but Ao Bing did.

If you hold the magic bead, you will do evil things.

Ao Bing taught Nezha to act against the nature of the magic bead, so Nezha himself would be backlashed by the magic bead.

A red light came out of Nezha's round belly, which was where the magic bead was. At this time, the demonic nature was rampant, and it rolled randomly in the cramped abdominal cavity.

The joy of revenge passed by in a flash, thinking of Nezha's kindness to him in the past few days, and the consequences of Nezha's being backlashed by the magic bead, Ao Bing fell into a dilemma.

To save him, or not to save him?

To help him, or not to help?

Nezha huddled in pain, rolled to Ao Bing's feet, begging for mercy intermittently: "Ao...Ao Bing, it hurts so much...I...we are friends, help me!"

friend?

This is what he said, but Nezha actually did it.

Ao Bing's cold expression relaxed a little, but his hands were still clenched into fists, unable to lift them up for a long time.

"Ao...Ao Bing, are you still angry with me because of what happened before?" Nezha struggled to jump out word by word, "I...I promise you, I will never... never catch birds again, I don’t want to break the tiger’s teeth to make you a pendant. I will meditate with you every day, study hard, and strive to... strive to become a Buddha as soon as possible!"

When Ao Bing heard this, he was stunned, smiled helplessly, and finally opened his tightly pursed lips: "Lie down, and I'll see how to resolve it."

Nezha has exhausted all his strength in lying down, his abdomen is propped up like a hill, and it is getting bigger and bigger.

Ao Bing watched the red light flicker left and right, spotted its movement, and clasped his palms up.

As soon as he touched Nezha's body, most of the flesh in Ao Bing's palm was burned away.

Fortunately, the Dragon Clan has self-healing ability, Ao Bing breathed a sigh of relief, using the spell to attract the frozen spring at the bottom of the mountain, his right hand was filled with frozen spiritual power, and he slapped Nezha's abdomen again.

When Dongquan encountered the Yanghuo of the magic pill, it immediately gasified, and the two of them were immediately surrounded by mist.

Ao Bing's eyes were rushed by the heat, and he couldn't open them, so he could only stick his palms to Nezha's abdomen with intuition and recklessness.

At first, Ao Bing's hand was always bounced away, but he didn't know where he touched it, and he suddenly felt a strong gravitational force attracting him.

Ao Bing tried his best to open his eyes a little, and saw that his palm was just covering the magic bead.Ao Bing turned his head to check Nezha's condition, and saw a red fire pattern shining on his forehead.

"You...you..." Nezha pointed at Ao Bing, "There is something blue shining on your forehead."

Although he couldn't see his own situation, Ao Bing knew that what Nezha was talking about should be the blue flower on his forehead, which was in the shape of water patterns.

The heat dissipated, and Ao Bing went to help Nezha.

Ao Bing asked, "How do you feel?"

Nezha shook his head and said, "It's nothing serious, it's just..." He looked down at his hands, with an expression of disbelief on his face, turning his palms back and forth.

Ao Bing's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

Nezha muttered to himself: "No...something is wrong." Turning to Ao Bing, "Give me your hand."

Ao Bing was puzzled, but still handed over his right hand to Nezha.

Nezha grabbed it and put their palms together.Ao Bing's hand was bigger, the palm was slightly cool, and his white and slender fingers were like newly grown spring onions.Nezha's hands were small, covered with a layer of black ash, with mud under his nails.

Ao Bing didn't dislike it either, but just looked at Nezha with concern, for fear that something might happen to him.

"No, no..." Nezha said the same thing.

Ao Bing asked in a deep voice, "What happened?"

Nezha looked up at Ao Bing, his black eyes rolled uneasily, and said in a trembling voice: "Ao Bing, I seem to have grown up. Before, my fingertips only reached where your fingers were, but now they have grown here. "Nezha is gesturing on Ao Bing's finger.

Ao Bing has experienced all this, so he is no stranger to it: "This is nothing." Suddenly he thought that he had not had close physical contact with Nezha before, how did Nezha know the size of his palm?

Just when he was about to ask a question, Nezha threw himself into Ao Bing's arms happily, hugged his waist and shouted, "I've grown up! I've finally grown up!" Naturally, he didn't have a chance to ask that question.

Afterwards, Nezha checked himself carefully from head to toe.My belly got smaller, my body grew a little longer, and my hands and feet got bigger.His face has also undergone subtle changes, the round eyes have been elongated, the bridge of the nose has been elongated and taller, and the lips have become thinner.

In the next few days, Ao Bing has been patiently resolving Nezha.

The magic pill and the Lingzhu are born from the same root, and using the power of one to relieve the violence of the other can be described as "prescribing the right medicine to cure the disease".

Nezha grew rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.