Nezha Breeding Manual

The setting sun was squeezed by the thick dark clouds until only a narrow ray of light remained on the horizon, the light was muddy and dying.

Lian Song sat on the horse's back, holding the rein tightly in his hand, comforting the horse who was becoming more and more uneasy because of the threat, and staring at the cloud of dust that was constantly surging and hovering on the other side of the Jing River.There was a clear and weird hissing sound that lingered endlessly from inside, accompanied by strong vibrations, across the river, slightly or heavily spread to the land under their feet.

After staring quietly for a while, he turned his head and looked at the other side of the river, but he didn't care about the abnormal fog. He only looked at Jiang Ziya, who was fascinated by the dark sky above his head, and said, "Grand Master, Fancheng has been coming for more than a few days. There was a strange movement, which repeatedly violated the border of our city, causing the surrounding people to panic. Now that the vision has appeared again, according to the Grand Master, is it time to send troops?"

Jiang Ziya was lying on the horseback, with his legs crossed, pinching/handling the fishbone in his hand leisurely, with a relaxed smile: "Hurry up, wait a minute. We have a distinguished guest tonight."

Although many deeds of this grand master make people feel that he is crazy and weird, but he has to admit that he is indeed amazing in strategic planning, and he has won the trust and respect of the young master Ji Fa.

After listening to his words, Lian Song thought for a while, nodded and agreed, "That's good. I'll go to increase the number of people stationed by the Jing River first."

"Follow the direction pointed by the little old man, and extend to the river." Jiang Ziya held the fishbone in his hand, and pointed forward casually, "Commander Lian just sticks to this line."

After he finished speaking, he put the fishbone in front of his eyes, and looked at the sky through the small hole.

There are no dark clouds, no dust, and there is only a silvery expanse in his field of vision, dotted with stars.Countless bright stars hang in the sky, changing their positions slowly and complicatedly, silently performing the future of the world over and over again.

I don't know what he saw, Jiang Ziya suddenly laughed heartily, shook his head and chanted repeatedly: "God bless Xiqi, the destiny is here."

Until the last rays of the sun faded away, the deep and dark night finally narrowed down.The wide surface of the Jinghe River was gradually engulfed by smoke, inch by inch approaching the Xiqi army stationed on the river bank slope.

Those clouds of smoke swirled and spread, like a living meat ball, it tore apart the moment it touched the ground, and countless demons, insects and ghosts emerged, densely surrounding the surrounding human soldiers.Immediately behind those monsters was the Yin and Shang army in Fancheng, thousands of people mighty, gathered to attack the border of Xiqi.

The cloud of smoke covered the river, condensing into a smooth road like black ice, which provided direct convenience for the Yin and Shang troops to march across the river.

The early-warning bonfires at the border had been lit as early as when the smoke and clouds crossed the river, one stop after another, along the winding ridgeline, extending all the way to the interior of Xiqi.

There are many well-trained archers stationed on the top of the city wall, and the garrison in the city, led by Lian Song, immediately assembled and rushed out of the city.

The sky is pitch black, and in near-dark conditions, the range of what human vision can see is very limited.In addition, the surrounding area was continuously invaded by cold and wet smoke clouds, which blew out the bonfire and extinguished the candlesticks.For a while, the entire city gate was in chaos.

Yan Yunsheng was like a shapeless monster, he opened his mouth and swallowed the city gate in front of him.Thick fog invaded, and thick smoke was scattered.There were countless noisy and piercing clashes of knives and guns, occasional sounds of skin and flesh being ripped apart by sharp weapons, the sound of a large amount of blood being splashed on the ground suddenly, and the sound of horses neighing and falling to the ground.

There are also the screams of humans, and the sharp laughter of many monsters.

Lian Song was forced to retreat repeatedly by those human or demon creatures in a thick smoke that could not see anything at all, his body was covered with scars.Although it was not fatal, the smell of blood on his body undoubtedly exposed him to the eyes of those vicious monsters.

At a certain moment, he felt that he had retreated to the line of defense that Jiang Ziya had mentioned, and the gravel he stepped on was exactly what he had sent people to pile up here as a mark before night fell.

According to Jiang Ziya's intention, they had to stick to this line.

Before he could finish thinking, a tiny light suddenly flashed in the air.

It's not the cold and gloomy light that comes from the pupils of monsters or the skin, but a bright and fiery flame.At first it was only the size of a star, but then it became brighter and closer, as if the fire fell from the sky, and the burning clouds pierced the sky, piercing directly towards the ground, breaking out holes in the thick condensed smoke.

Lian Song thought that he would see rain of fire pouring down from the sky, or hot rocks from the sky.Unexpectedly, there are countless red lotus petals with golden red flame tails floating down from the sky above their heads, spreading out impermeably like a luminous light red snow.

The moment those translucent red lotuses came into contact with the cloud of smoke, Lian Song could clearly hear the painful screams of the surrounding monsters.Those monsters couldn't even damage their skin with sharp swords. When they touched the flowers and flames, it was like encountering deadly poison. The intense pain forced them to retreat continuously, and dispersed the Yin Shang army that was still in the absolute upper hand just now.

The red silk that came through the air swirled flexibly, easily dispelling the dense smoke in the city, and the golden lines on the satin surface were shining brightly.The clouds are gradually receding at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the entire dark sky and earth are stirred up by a mighty golden red, and the stars and moonlight are also swept down, like another sun burning up at midnight.

The red silk flew into the air, and the golden ring suddenly arrived.

The demon spirits besieged around the Xiqi army were hit by the sudden wave of divine power, and retreated to a place near the Jing River, looking up at the center of the red cloud.There were also a few monsters who wanted to take advantage of the chaos to sneak into the city, but were pierced through their throats by the sharp purple flame spears, nailed to the city wall, and their bodies were incinerated into thin powder.

Ye Wanqiu jumped down from mid-air, with her flawless white clothes swirling like stretched frost flowers, she sat firmly on the body of Zi Yan's sharp spear, with her legs crossed skillfully, she tapped the one with her back facing her with Xue Yan. Looking at his demon spirit, he turned around and said with a smile: "Eggplant!"

As soon as she finished speaking, the golden ring that rushed straight hit the back of the neck of the bewildered demon spirit, completely ending him.

The golden ring returned from defeating the enemy returned to Nezha's hands, the red silk fluttered, and the entire night sky was painted in a blood-like bright red.

Lian Song wiped away the blood that was about to slip into his eyes with his hands, and saw a young man in red who was stepping on a golden wheel slowly descending in front of him.Thousands of petals of red lotus swirled in the air, making countless bright and clear tracks, and finally returned to his palm.

Nezha turned his head to look at Ye Wanqiu, who was sitting on the Ziyan spear, and looked down at the other Xiqi troops who were struggling to support him, and said, "Go back to the city."

"You..." Lian Song was in a daze for a moment, and suddenly noticed that the place where the Hot Wheels was floating was exactly the line Jiang Ziya had mentioned.

He almost immediately remembered Jiang Ziya's last words, and suddenly understood the identity of the young man in front of him, and quickly followed what Nezha said, and summoned the remaining troops to retreat to the city.With the scorching divine light all over the sky, more than a hundred archers have gathered on the city wall.While shouting "God bless Xiqi", they used arrow rain to drive back the Yin Shang cavalry outside the city.

It seems that psychological tactics and morale boosting are reasonable, Ye Wanqiu thought as he looked at the soldiers whose confidence was greatly increased.

And in today's late Shang era of extreme fear of ghosts and gods, nothing can inspire or deter them more than the appearance of real gods.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu jumped back to the ground, and the Ziyan spear immediately returned to Nezha's hand with a brilliant arc of light.

Perhaps it was completely unexpected that the Protoss would intervene, and the situation was reversed almost instantly.Except for the part of the demon spirits that escaped long ago, Nezha killed all the rest.

The rapid flow of the Jing River blocked the retreat of the Yin Shang human army.Many desperate human soldiers threw away their helmets and horses and jumped into the water, trying to swim back to the other side to escape.

The gate of the city was opened again, and a group of demon spirits and monsters who had surrendered to Xiqi poured out of the city, charged at many people in the Jing River, dragged them ashore one by one, and captured them all alive.

Jiang Ziya was sitting on a bantam, as if he was still asleep, and his whole body was shaken.A bright spark brushed against the tip of his nose, and he immediately came to his senses, rubbed his eyes, looked at the young man in red in mid-air, clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "You really made sense, we meet again."

"Grand Master Jiang." Nezha nodded to the other party, and focused his eyes on the man in the masked bamboo hat standing behind him with sharp eyes.

Ye Wanqiu watched the man take off the bamboo hat, and called out his name in surprise: "Mo Yan? Why are you here?"

"Long time no see, Miss Ye." Mo Yan responded with a light smile.

Nezha's expression didn't change, he just said indifferently: "It seems that Xiqi's conditions seem to be better than King Zhou's."

He smiled and didn't shy away from it, and directly affirmed Nezha's words: "I really couldn't refuse Jiang Taishi's words. However, it was also because I saw you two in Chaoge last time and now again that I made up my mind to leave. After all , You can find a way to live anywhere, but even the Protoss are involved, then the Yin Shang must not last long, isn't it?"

Ye Wanqiu raised his hand across his chest, gave a thumbs up, and sincerely sighed: "All of you men are really eels."

Seeing that the situation is not good, he slipped through the cracks, and his speed was extremely fast.

Nezha blinked, looked at her for a while, and heard Jiang Ziya greet happily: "The two benefactors will go into the city and come to rest for the night. We will talk about everything tomorrow."

In the early morning of the next day, Ye Wanqiu woke up, sat on the bed in a daze, stared blankly at Jinghe outside the window for a long time, and then slowly packed up and went downstairs.

Before she reached the corner of the stairs, she smelled Nezha's signature lotus fragrance, and heard that he seemed to be talking to Jiang Ziya about Mo Yan.

"It turns out that Mr. Li is here to help Xiqi, following the instructions of the master. The safety of your father and Lingci..."

"They've gone into seclusion and everything is fine."

"Actually, here, like Mr. Li, there are many souls who belonged to Shang in the past, but now invest in us in Xiqi."

"Do you mean Mo Yan?"

Jiang Ziya laughed: "It seems that Mr. Li and Mo Yan know each other."

"When I cooperated with Hades, I had a little contact with it."

"He's an easy guy to talk to."

"How to say?"

"The little old man just happens to know a thing or two about what he wants."

"What is it?"

"A way for him to get rid of his current half-demon body." Jiang Ziya pinched the fishbone in his hand, shaking his head and said, "Now this year is coming to an end, and he doesn't have much time left. Don't choose How can a good team fight. Moreover, his nightmare technique is indeed impeccable, but it is a pity that it is too heavily tainted with the evil energy of erosion. With the foundation of human beings, it is already his limit to be able to practice and endure to this point."

"So, if he wants to keep his own cultivation and live without becoming a monster completely, he can only find a perfect way." Nezha understood.

Jiang Ziya moved his shoulders and neck, and stood up shaking while beating his back: "There are many things in the camp, and the little old man has to talk to Commander Lian Song. If Mr. Li thinks it is appropriate, he will talk to the little old man when everyone is ready." Let's set off together to meet Young Master Ji Fa?"

"it is good."

After he left, Ye Wanqiu came down from the stairs, stood beside Nezha, looked at him and asked, "So, did Mo Yan really trust Jiang Ziya so easily?"

"It's not easy, it's because he has no other way." Nezha shook his head, and replied in a very soft voice, "At the end of the year, the six realms are confused. It is the only way to become a human being, a fairy or even a human being, other than penance. Time to become a god."

"So, this is the best opportunity for Mo Yan."

"It's also the last chance." Nezha explained, "Because of the particularity of the soul, human beings are very resistant to foreign powers. Unlike gods and demons, as long as they are contaminated with each other's power, they will be incompatible.

But there is a limit to this endurance.Once it exceeds, the lucky ones will be assimilated, but the unlucky ones will be annihilated.His current body has reached the limit of the demonic energy it can bear. "

"I see." Ye Wanqiu nodded understandingly, "No wonder he kept talking about finding a way to survive, so that's what he meant."

Speaking of this, she suddenly felt that something was wrong: "But why did he choose to trust Jiang Ziya? Obviously, if he cooperates with Daji, he might be able to protect him from the demon smoothly. Or, does he feel that the God Realm stands in the West? Qi's side, so Xiqi has the winning ticket?"

"Basically because of this. However, since he is a human being raised by nightmares, he naturally knows best, if he is assimilated into nightmares, what will he need to live on from now on.

What's more, compared to becoming a demon, Jiang Ziya's road to immortality and godliness is obviously much better. "Nezha said without emotion.

"In addition..." Ye Wanqiu murmured, and suddenly realized, "In addition, you did show up in Xiqi last night, and you saved Ji Fa before. So, he has even more reason to believe Jiang Ziya's words. Maybe, More monsters will believe it, and then continue to join in. Yin Shang is not popular with the people, and the power of the world has been tilted towards Xiqi, and there are enough other creatures."

"Today, there are few creatures in the God Realm. Naturally, there are many creatures in other realms who want to rise to the higher realm. Therefore, in this war, the purpose of each creature participating is different, and it only needs the same form to achieve it. .”

Hearing Nezha's explanation to this point, Ye Wanqiu couldn't help rubbing his forehead: "I didn't expect that a war against human dynasties would involve quite complicated things deep down."

"You don't have to worry about other people, we just need to do what Master entrusts us with. After the disputes in the world are over, we..." Nezha said this, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and even the light and shadow in his black eyes flickered Several times, and finally just say, "Our task is also completed."

"It will definitely." Ye Wanqiu said in a natural tone without any hesitation.After all, for her, the outcome of this Battle of the Conferred Gods was no longer unknown.

"You don't look like you're worried at all," Nezha said, watching her.

Ye Wanqiu didn't think much about it, just stretched out his hand out of the window, and replied casually: "It's not about you, what am I worried about."

After all, anyone who has read novels about gods or movies and TV dramas will know the record of this Red Lotus God of Killing, otherwise the Emperor of Heaven who came later would not let him lead the army of the God Realm.

Nezha was slightly stunned, his light red lips parted slightly, before he could say anything, he heard the other party suddenly say in surprise: "It's raining."

Crystal clear drops of water hang from Ye Wanqiu's reddish and slender fingertips, condensing everything around into tiny microcosms, which are reflected on its transparent curved surface.

The girl in white in the water drops is looking out the window at the foggy, rainy and gray, turbid river surging.

The boy in red next to her looked at her quietly.

……

Ye Wanqiu didn't have a very clear idea of ​​how long this famous battle of conferred gods lasted in various mythological epics.But in the history of mankind, once the "Fengshui moved the capital, and Mengjin watched the soldiers" incident occurred, it was not far from the end of the Shang Dynasty.

Less than two months after following Jiang Ziya to the new capital on the east bank of Fengshui, Haojing, the rehearsal for the destruction of business came.

A mighty army of more than [-] people marched eastward in the name of a marching drill after paying homage to the tomb of King Bi Yuanwen, across the Yellow River, and received the support of most of the Yin and Shang vassal states along the way. Already close at hand.

However, the most powerful vassal states under the Yin and Shang dynasties still remained silent, so Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya decided to temporarily stop in Mengjin and wait for news from Mo Yan from Chaoge.

The soldiers were patrolling around the camp in an orderly manner. Ye Wanqiu sat on a rock by the Yellow River, looking at the turbid waves rolling in front of him and the wilderness and distant mountains on the other side, and suddenly had a strange feeling.

I don't know how much the scenery here will change in 3000 years from now.

Just as he was thinking, there was a burst of laughter behind him.It was a group of newly joined young soldiers who were looting an exquisite and beautiful ivory ball sculpture together.After several struggles and throwing it away, the ivory ball sculpture slipped out of one of the teenagers' hands, and was about to fall into the waves of the Yellow River, but was rescued by Ye Wanqiu raising his hand.

A light yellow ball with a warm and soft color, the surface is covered with extremely fine mountains, rivers, vegetation, auspicious clouds and gods, as if an imaginary heavenly palace is condensed and imprinted on the surface of the sphere, and it can be held in the palm of your hand .

The teenagers were taken aback when they looked at Ye Wanqiu, then their gazes fell behind her, and they all knelt down to salute: "I've seen Commander Li."

Ye Wanqiu turned around following the source of the smell in his sense of smell, looked at Nezha behind him without surprise, and shook the ivory ball sculpture in his hand: "Look, how beautiful it is."

He lowered his eyes and looked up, then looked up again, only looked into her eyes and said: "Mo Yan came back with news."

"So fast?" She was a little surprised.Although she knew that the end of Mengjin's observation of troops this time must be withdrawal, the speed was somewhat beyond her expectations.

She threw the ball sculpture in her hand back to those people, waved her hand and said, "Don't lose it again."

After speaking, Ye Wanqiu followed Nezha to the tent.

Ever since he defected to Xiqi, Mo Yan has become Xiqi'an's eyeliner in the Yin Shang. Whenever the Yin Shang makes any big moves, he will immediately inform Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya.

The message he brought back this time was very simple, only a few words,

"Wen Zhong is not dead, and Zhou still has his support."

"The little old man Wen Zhong knows. He has always been loyal to King Zhou. He has led troops to fight for decades. He is not a very easy character to deal with." Jiang Ziya tapped his forehead with a fishbone and said, "Plus Today, the most important princes still support King Zhou, so it is really not a good time for us to start a war."

When the other princes who gathered here heard this, they all rushed to persuade Ji Fa to give an order to march into Chaoge immediately.

Ye Wanqiu looked at the young man who was sitting on the right seat, staring at the brocade letter from Mo Yan without saying a word, with sword eyebrows furrowed, and suddenly noticed that the other party's face seemed paler than a few days ago.

She withdrew her gaze, turned to look at Nezha, and asked in a low voice, "Is Young Master Ji Fa not in good health?"

Nezha hummed: "His old disease has been recurring all the time, and it is really difficult to deal with."

Difficult means that it cannot be rescued easily. It seems that in history, King Wu of Zhou died shortly after establishing the Zhou Dynasty. It is estimated that it has a lot to do with his old disease that always recurs now.

Thinking of this, Ye Wanqiu nodded understandingly, although he felt quite sorry, he didn't say anything more.

After a while, Ji Fa finally raised his hand to signal, and after everyone was quiet, he looked at Nezha: "What does Mr. Li think?"

Nezha thought for a while, and replied: "The more powerful the vassal state, the more cautious it is in choosing its position. If you want them to obey sincerely, you must destroy all the support of King Zhou. In this way, there is no need to fight with troops. They will surrender themselves. Wen Zhong is a good choice."

"It seems that Mr. Li also thinks that if you want to destroy Shang, you must first destroy Wenzhong." Jiang Ziya nodded with a smile, "I think the same as the little old man."

"So Mr. Li means that now is not the right time to go to war, right?" Ji Fa's expression was still calm, as if he was not surprised by this proposal at all.

Ye Wanqiu looked around at the princes with different expressions but did not speak again, and vaguely understood why Ji Fa wanted to ask Nezha for his opinion.After all, it is indeed more convincing than others to let him agree to retreat as a protoss, and it will not make the princes have any complaints.

"Shang has far more troops than we have now. If we want to go to war, it's not impossible to fight, but the risk is relatively high." Nezha said, "Now that Xiqi has just started to improve, if we mobilize troops at this time, we will have to pay a lot to destroy Shang." The price will be very high.”

"Okay." Ji Fa nodded slightly, "Then follow Mr. Li's words."

Two days later, Xiqi's army, which had already crossed the Yellow River, dispersed and returned to the city of Haojing.

It was evening when he returned to the city, Ye Wanqiu took a shower, changed his clothes, and was wiping his drenched long black hair with a thick cloth when there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"it's me."

Ye Wanqiu was taken aback, got up and went to open the door: "Nezha?"

The young man outside the door obviously didn't expect that she had just finished taking a bath, and his expression was also a little dazed. His eyes fell on her chin, which was stained with a little crystal water, and came to her clavicle, which was still stained with faint water.Like the spread wings of a bird, there are bits of morning dew.The hot and humid mist still remained in Ye Wanqiu's eyes, melting into a burst of moist and translucent.

"I just washed my hair, what's wrong?"

Nezha blinked uncomfortably, passed the ivory ball sculpture in his hand, and said in a calm and stiff tone, "Here you are."

"Give it to me?" Ye Wanqiu took it over, and brushed his fingertips against his cold palm with the residual heat from the bath, "Why did you give me this?"

"Don't you think it's beautiful? I thought you wanted it."

Ye Wanqiu froze for a few seconds, never expecting that a word he said casually at that time would be remembered by him.

She looked down at the ivory ball sculpture, and suddenly laughed: "I really like it."

"That's fine."