Chapter 313 Your uncle will always be your uncle

Chapter 313 Your uncle will always be your uncle

Nezha's wind-fire wheels had stalled, and his flying skills had not been mastered, so his mobility was greatly restricted.

The young man was full of energy. He threw away the Wind-Fire Wheels that had frozen into a lump of ice and tore off the Hun Tian Ling that was wrapped around his body.

Wen Rui saw it taking out the magic weapon, and quickly used his magical powers, and disappeared without a trace in the blink of an eye.

Nezha had just taken out the Hun Tian Ling and was about to use the treasure to wrap Wen Rui like a dumpling, but he lost his target. He was stunned on the spot.

The Hun Tian Ling is a very powerful magical weapon for confinement and restraint, and is most effective in restraining physical cultivators with strong bodies.

No matter how strong a person entangled by the Hun Tian Ling is, the more he struggles, the tighter it will become.

Moreover, the Hun Tian Ling is woven from the materialization of the purest power of wind, clouds, sky and sea. It can only be moved by a divine power that can tear the sky and split the earth, and turn the rivers and seas upside down.

Once entangled, even the most powerful man can do nothing.

The locking mechanism of this magic weapon is also much better than the Purple Gold Gourd, a magic weapon with obvious bugs that only responds when it is called out by name. By locking with spiritual consciousness, it can automatically track and entangle the target under the control of the mind.

As an old opponent who had once faced off against each other, Wen Rui certainly knew the power of Nezha's Hun Tian Ling, and had already thought of a countermeasure.

Nezha couldn't find Wen Rui's trace, so he activated his god-general-level spiritual sense and scanned the area over thousands of miles, but found nothing. He was so angry that he stomped his feet.

With one foot, he stepped on the ground and created a hole several meters deep.

Thinking of how he was inexplicably dragged here by Wen Rui, Nezha guessed that the treacherous Wen Rui had mastered a great power of instant teleportation.

At this moment, he must have realized that the situation was not good, and he slipped away just like he did hundreds of years ago.

The most hateful thing is that he destroyed Nezha's means of transportation before slithering away. With his crude flying skills at the cloud-climbing level, it would take him an unknown amount of time to fly back to Lishan.

When he flew back, he had no idea how horribly his poor old father would be tortured by a group of angry female fairies.

Nezha was very angry, but there was nothing he could do. He was fooled by that guy again.

The boy angrily returned to the stalled Hot Wheels and reached out to pick up the treasure, but his touch felt icy cold.

He struggled to lift it up, and his hands were numb from the cold.

His lotus holy body would not be frozen by the absolute zero degree, but like all plants, it naturally did not like the cold, so it was too uncomfortable to hold it like this.

In desperation, Nezha used his flaming spear to pick up the two frozen wind-fire wheels, thinking of returning to heaven to find an immortal official who was skilled in refining equipment to repair them.

After packing up the damaged vehicle, Nezha, like a defeated rooster, was dejected. He clumsily stepped on the clouds and slowly rose into the air. After identifying the direction, he planned to fly towards Lishan.

In fact, Nezha didn't really like his unreliable father, but due to moral principles, he had to go to rescue him.

"Nephew, don't be in such a hurry to leave. Come play with me for a while."

Wen Rui's voice suddenly came to my ears.

Nezha was so frightened that he trembled all over and almost fell off the cloud.

"Why, you don't want to play with me? Weren't you a playful kid before? What have you been through in heaven these years? Why are you so mature now?"

Although his divine sense scanned the area for a thousand miles and found no human habitation, Wen Rui's voice was still ringing in his ears.

"Where have you been hiding?"

Nezha shook his body, and two heads grew on his shoulders. The three heads faced in three directions, and at the same time, they stared with wide eyes, searching intently.

"Mr. Wen, you are a despicable person who can only hide in the shadows. If you have the guts, show up immediately and fight this prince fairly!"

"Bah! You are the one with double standards, baby."

Wen Rui spat, "If you have the guts, don't use your magic weapon, or I'll beat your ass to pieces!"

Wen Rui was always harsh with his words. He shouted in Nezha's ear: "My ability to become invisible is a magical power I developed myself. Don't you rely on magic weapons to commit crimes? When you beat and killed the Dragon King's son, you relied on the Qiankun Circle and the Hun Tian Ling. Otherwise, you would have turned into a pile of dragon shit! How dare you say that I am despicable?"

Nezha was speechless for a moment. Although he had learned martial arts from Taiyi Zhenren, he was still an undeveloped child when he met Ao Bing, the third prince of the Dragon King. Without magic weapons, how could he defeat an adult dragon? If they had not used magic weapons and had fought fairly with real skills, hundreds of little Nezha would not have been enough to fill Ao Bing's teeth.

When Wen Rui brought up the old issues, Nezha couldn't think of any words to refute for a moment.

Just as he was feeling angry, Nezha felt as if his buttocks were whipped with such great force that he groaned.

There was clearly a head facing the direction behind him, but he didn't see anyone behind him at all. Nezha hurriedly waved his Fire Spear, and the spear flowers danced in the wind, protecting the area several meters around him to avoid another sneak attack.

What Wen Rui displayed was another great Hunyuan magical power copied from the Hunyuan Banner.

In addition to being able to shrink the distance into an inch, the Hunyuan Banner can also conceal the body. This invisibility technique, which is at the level of an acquired treasure, can ignore the mind scans of those below the level of Daluo Jinxian.

This great power of invisibility is not completely unsolvable. Immortals with profound magical powers can use magical spells with a very large coverage range to bomb out invisible people.

But a body-building general like Nezha, whether it is his martial arts or the magic weapon bestowed by Taiyi Zhenren, they are all specialized in single-target attacks.

Erlang Shen Yang Jian, a similarly skilled physical general, was not afraid of Wen Rui's invisibility technique, because the third eye on his forehead could see through all illusions.

Nezha does not have three eyes, so he suffered a great loss.

Being spanked repeatedly was just like an elder scolding a child. Although the spanking would not break bones, it was not very harmful but extremely insulting.

No matter how Nezha dodged and defended, he could not escape the invisible whip.

The young hero had never suffered such humiliation before. When he caused a terrible disaster, even his own father never spanked him like this.

"Come out, get out here!"

Nezha's screams resounded through the sky, but the only response was the rhythmic "pa pa" sound.

With Wen Rui's current strength, he can't actually cause much damage to Nezha.

The power of the Lotus Holy Body lies in its incredible regeneration speed. Even if it is beaten into lotus root powder, as long as a cell remains, it will quickly divide and regenerate when it encounters water and return to its original state.

Therefore, when Wen Rui dealt with the plant virus that Nezha had planted, he did not intend to poison it to death. He just wanted the ulceration caused by the virus and the regeneration of the flesh to be in a dynamic balance.

The pustules do not heal for a long time, making the patient's life worse than death. The skin ulcers make the patient look ugly like Deadpool and emit a foul odor.

This will torture his heart, destroy his spirit, and hurt Nezha at the soul level.

It’s a pity that Taoist Cihang has special magical powers to treat plants, so Wen Rui’s evil plan failed.

This time, Wen Rui also launched an attack on Nezha's spiritual level. Even if he couldn't kill it, he would at least leave it with a deep psychological trauma.

"Nephew, do you know that every time I spank you, a strand of plague will be injected into your buttocks. By the time I have spanked you 9,999 times, the plague will have penetrated deep into your bones. Even if Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva comes with the Jade Purifying Bottle, you will be too ill to be saved!"

While spanking, Wen Rui was still swearing at him and making lies in a very vicious and deceptive manner.

At that time, Nezha had not yet been deified and had no divine light to protect him, so the plant virus developed by Wen Rui was still effective.

But things are different now. The virus that infects the gods is extremely difficult to develop, even with Wenrui's technological capabilities, and no results have been seen yet.

But, it doesn’t cost anything to trick a child. If they believe it, it’s there. If they don’t, it’s not there.

If I can’t beat you to death, I’ll scare you to death!

In reality, there is a kind of criminal law called "water drop punishment".

The person's hands, feet, and head are all fixed to the torture instrument, a basin of water is placed on the executioner's head, and a small hole is drilled in the bottom of the basin. The water drips through the hole onto the executioner's forehead.

This kind of punishment will not cause any harm to people in the short term, but combined with psychological attacks, it will increase the prisoner's fear little by little over time.

Wen Rui replaced his head with his butt, and turned the slight impact of the dripping water into an invisible whip. He used all his strength and was determined to teach this naughty child a good lesson.

Let it know that if parents don’t beat it, it will be beaten by society sooner or later!
Let's teach it a lesson. Next time we meet, let's see if it dares not to call me Uncle Wen!

(End of this chapter)