The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

At the banquet in Meicheng, the lord of Meicheng suddenly asked for profit. The implication is that Yang Jian needs to exchange "treasures" for Meicheng to send troops.

This treasure can refer to real objects, such as spiritual treasures, treasures, and a large number of spiritual stones; it can also refer to some promises and guarantees given. As long as Yang Jian can impress them, they will send troops to help Yang Jian capture Meishan.

The words of Mei Guihun and Mei Linhan directly put Meicheng out of the way, not to mention how the generals of Meicheng could sit and watch Yang Jian go to attack the mountain, and they were a little ashamed of having a bloody feud with the monster of Meishan; it was this news that spread outside the mansion, and Meicheng, from immortals to ordinary people, would be furious.

This matter is really not open enough.

Lu Chunyang was originally invited to receive Yang Jian, but when he heard the words of Mei Guihun, the lord of Meicheng, he really couldn't help but walk away.

He doesn't have much face to lose here.

But Yang Jian held Lu Chunyang back, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Brother, please be safe and don't be impatient. The two city lords are only considering Meicheng, and I can understand it. Why are you angry, brother?"

"Brother!" Lu Chunyang glared at Yang Jian, who nodded with a smile.

"Hey!" Lu Chunyang swept his sleeves and sat on the chair, but turned away from looking at the second city lord of the Mei family.

Yang Jian's smile gradually subsided, and he said solemnly: "I am a bit straightforward, so there is no need for this detour. Since I have borrowed troops here, I can't let Meicheng bleed in vain. It doesn't matter if you have any demands. As long as I can accept it, I will not bargain."

"Okay! Zhenjun speaks quickly, and I won't hide it anymore." Mei Linhan directly took the right to speak in Meicheng, toasted a glass of wine to Yang Jian, and said, "Why not, let's use Guanjiang as the boundary. After Meishan is captured, the north of Guanjiang will be the place where Zhenjun garrisons, and the south of Guanjiang will belong to Meicheng, how about it?"

The word "how" hadn't lost its final sound, Zhang Boshi on the side exploded in anger, pointed at the tip of Mei Linhan's nose and jumped angrily: "Short-sighted! Extremely short-sighted!"

"Zhang Boshi!" Mei Linhan scolded angrily with a cold face, "Don't forget the superiority and inferiority! It's not your turn to speak here!"

"Honorable?" A military general shook his head and got up, looked at Mei Linhan, and suddenly laughed, full of self-deprecating, "At this time, you and I are talking about superiority and inferiority. When you opened up the territory, you called us brothers!"

An older uncle also said: "Lin Han, don't be unscrupulous in your words. The real lord has promised us that we can practice and settle down in Meishan. Why are you talking like this to the real lord at this time?"

Yang Jian sat there peacefully, as stable as Mount Tai, with a faint smile on his lips.

In fact, the crux of the problem is not the fiefdom, the problem is that Mei Linhan doesn't seem to want to let himself into the muddy water of Meishan.

Firstly, he said that only half of the city’s soldiers and horses would be sent, and then he put forward such a harsh condition that half of Yang Jian’s garrison area should be taken away. At first glance, it was indeed considered for Meicheng, but after careful consideration, this seemed to be a disguised form of forcing Yang Jian away.

For others, Meishan is his own land, how can he let it go?

But when it comes to Yang Jian, there are many variables. After all, in Lu Chunyang's opinion, Yang Jian's work is often unexpected.

He shook his head and sighed, "It seems that City Lord Mei has a lot of misunderstandings. I need to make it clear that I just received the order to garrison Meishan in the Tianting Tongming Palace. It's not that Meishan is assigned to me, and I want to separate myself from those secular dynasties."

"Then, Zhenjun means..."

"I'm just in charge of the garrison. What happens in the Meishan territory has nothing to do with me. But if someone disturbs my barracks, don't blame me for being rude."

After Yang Jian spoke, his eyes were already a little cold; Mei Linhan seemed to feel a huge pressure facing Yang Jian, and when Yang Jian looked away, Mei Linhan's back was covered with cold sweat, and he secretly took it away with the magic method.

"I was the one who was abrupt. Don't blame the real king, don't blame the real king."

Mei Linhan smiled dryly and said yes, sat down on the seat, looked down at his wine glass, as if these things had never happened before.

In fact, Mei Linhan really had a problem and didn't know how to answer it.

Yang Jian's move was very ingenious, he only said that the garrison was in Meishan, but he didn't say where the garrison was in Meishan; he also said that the barracks should not be disturbed by outsiders, if Yang Jian turned the entire area of ​​Meishan into a military camp with a big wave of his hand, then they would have nothing to do.

Lu Chunyang secretly gave Yang Jian a thumbs up, Yang Jian pretended not to see it, and asked directly, "Are you satisfied with my answer?"

"I'm satisfied," Mei Guihun said softly again, and met Yang Jian's gaze.

She said softly: "Then I don't know when the real king will attack the mountain? I'll let people prepare early."

"The great calamity of Nanzhou, I am also the one who should be robbed. It is better to attack the mountain sooner rather than later." Yang Jian tapped his finger on the table, "My generation of monks is different from ordinary people. It doesn't matter what the three armies do before they move food and grass. Why don't we start preparations now and attack the mountain at noon tomorrow."

Mei Lin stared coldly: "Tomorrow noon?"

Mei Guihun: "So urgent?"

"Okay!" Zhang Boshi slapped the table and laughed twice, "My old Zhang likes a man as fast as Zhenjun!"

Yang Jian:……

You are fast.

Without waiting for Mei Guihun to reply, Yang Jian got up and said, "Because there is still some time, I will call for some helpers and invite some teachers. At noon and noon, with the sound of a drum as a sign, I will get rid of the demon of Meishan tomorrow!"

At the end of the words, Yang Jian's body was filled with a strong power, Mei Guihun's face was pale, and her cultivation level was relatively low, how could she resist Yang Jian's majesty at this time?

Looking at Mei Linhan again, although he tried his best to keep calm, he was still speechless.

Yang Jian smiled suddenly, as if a spring breeze was blowing through the banquet, "Everyone, take your leave first, and see you at noon tomorrow."

"True Monarch, please!" Zhang Boshi yelled, feeling inexplicably proud.

After getting up and saying goodbye, Yang Jian went away, and when he got out of the door, he flew into the clouds; twelve streamers flew up in the front yard, following Yang Jian closely.

After Yang Jian left, Lu Chunyang just stood up, with his hands behind his back, looking at Mei Linhan and Mei Guihun with an unfriendly expression.

Lu Chunyang sneered, and said softly: "You two, do you think that since Yang Jian, Marshal of the Heavenly Court, and Zhenjun Erlang have occupied Meishan, this Meishan will not be yours?"

"Uncle Lu, how dare we have such thoughts?"

Mei Guihun sighed softly, with a little resentment in his eyes, "I'm just afraid that my Meishan lineage will lose its foothold and become that rootless duckweed. I hope all the generals understand my painstaking efforts, and don't think that I am a villain."

A veteran sighed: "The city lord is serious, we are still our own family after all."

Several generals also expressed relief, but most of the Meicheng generals looked a little ugly.

"Hmph!" Lu Chunyang swept his sleeves, "I really don't know whether to say that you are short-sighted or a frog in a well! You only have this Meishan in your eyes! It's all said and done. The Meishan monster will be destroyed today, and we don't need to see each other again."

"Uncle Lu!"

"Farewell!"

Lu Chunyang directly flew out from the banquet, stepping on his sword and breaking through the air.

He didn't go anywhere, but hurried back to his sect, dispatched a group of masters, and invited friends to come here at noon tomorrow to help out.

Not to mention that Lu Chunyang flew all the way, throwing jade talismans all the way, directly using all the connections he could move, and almost shocked half of China.

Just talking about Yang Jian, after leaving Meicheng, he gave a few orders to the twelve commanders, and then flew south with all his strength.

Kunlun Mountain, he saw it from a distance once, but he didn't really enter it, and stopped on the ancient pilgrimage road.

Now, Yang Jian's practice can be regarded as successful, and he has made a strong reputation in the wild, so naturally he doesn't need to walk to Yuxu Palace step by step, but just fly directly.

After flying for two hours, Yang Jian felt a little tired, but heard the misty fairy music in the sky. When he looked up, he saw a towering mountain, which seemed to have pierced through the nine layers of sky, standing above the clouds and mist.

Kunlun Fairy Mountain.

Yuxu Palace is the Taoist place for saints. If there is no chance to visit this place, even if the Daluo Jinxian digs three feet into the ground, he will never be able to see it.

But like Yang Jian, a disciple who has never met before, but who is highly regarded by the sage, returned to the mountain. A golden bridge flew out of Kunlun Mountain, leading Yang Jian towards the palace hidden in the mist.

What is a fairy tree? Magnificent as a treasure, quiet as a jade carving, the pen is vigorous and vigorous, and the pines and cypresses are as obliterated.

This scene is like a dream, a reality, and an illusion.

Yang Jian came along with the golden bridge, skimming all the way, but didn't take a closer look.

Walking to the end of the golden bridge, there is a stone hall with the gate half hidden. There are two complicated ancient characters on the hall, which probably means 'Yuxu'.

Yuxu Palace, this is where I followed.

Yang Jian didn't dare to be rude, he bowed in front of the palace first, then bowed his head and walked towards the stone gate.

The stone gate slowly opened as he came, and Yang Jian put his hands in front of his body, looked down at his feet, and walked into the stone hall.

"Nephew Yang Jian, look up."

Taoist Huanglong's gentle voice rang in his ears. Yang Jian looked up and saw more than a dozen strange-looking teachers standing in two rows in front of him. At the end was a jade statue. It was a sitting man with a blurry face.

This is the image of a saint.

This stone hall is very large, but it seems to be very narrow when it is small. There are only simple relief murals on all sides. If you look at these murals, you will feel a little dazed, as if this stone hall is extending infinitely, forming a world of its own.

Guang Chengzi and Chi Jingzi stood under the jade statue, Guang Chengzi said warmly: "Don't worry about other things, come and see our master first."

"Yes," Yang Jian didn't dare to have any delusional thoughts in his heart, and bowed in front of the jade statue with reverence and longing.

Li Cheng, Guang Chengzi held Fuchen forward and helped Yang Jian up.

"We all know why you came here," Guang Chengzi said with a smile, "you can make other arrangements, and if there are any powerful people who make things difficult for you tomorrow, we will do it with them."

Yang Jian suddenly felt warm, and always felt that the world was cold, and only his own teacher could rely on him with confidence.

Yang Jian bowed to each other, greeted all the teachers, and then left.

He first went to the East China Sea, then went to Beiju Luzhou, and finally thought about it, and then went to the Heavenly Court to meet Taibai Jinxing.

Originally, Yang Jian was in a dilemma about where to borrow soldiers, but Meicheng and his party made him a little depressed, and he borrowed all the soldiers he could.

Just wait for the capture of Meishan, and see what kind of ghosts and monsters are hiding under the masks of Mei Guihun and Mei Linhan!