The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After thinking about it for a while, Yang Jian dismissed the idea of ​​bringing his mother and younger sister here now.

On my side, after all, there is no powerful master who can control the situation. Now he and Da Ang are the strongest. Although Da Ang is a great witch, this great witch has a lot of moisture compared to the ancient great witch, and they are all good at physical combat, and their spiritual sense is a bit weak.

If Xinke can sit here and set up a good mountain guard, then he can put his family here with peace of mind.

Yang Jian sighed softly. Before his daughter-in-law got through the door, he wanted her to work for him. He was really...

Strength, in the final analysis, all problems are limited by strength.

Standing on the mountain mist, looking at the busy figures in the morning light, feeling the gentle breeze blowing from the back mountain, my mood gradually relaxed.

A lot of things slipped through Yang Jian's mind, the Great Tribulation of the Gods... Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art... The Taoism withered... A large number of Jiejiao disciples who entered the heaven... Western religions who want to take advantage of the opportunity...

Yang Jian thought a lot, and finally decided to think about how to solve the problem in front of him.

Protect the mountain formation.

Building a large mountain protection formation requires a huge investment of treasures, energy, and time. It is impossible to say that it can be built immediately, but at the very least, it is necessary to make a plan for hundreds of years...

The big formation protecting the mountain, not to mention the treasures needed for the layout, is a complete picture of the big formation, which is a priceless treasure.

Although Meicheng's big formation is very mature, the formation map is also available, just ask Zhijian and them directly. But with the disaster of Meicheng ahead, Yang Jian dare not use it indiscriminately.

It's still the same old-fashioned problem-the practice time is too short.

If you have started to practice since the beginning of Hongmeng, and have traveled all the way so far, you will definitely have a few formations that can be used as large formations to protect the mountain. But my own cultivation is all bought with pain, blood and sweat, the accumulation is too shallow, this thing is really helpless.

After Yang Jian thought about it, he couldn't help thinking of masking his face and going to the various immortal gates of Zhongshenzhou to rob.

Anyway, even if he is facing Zhunsheng now, he may not be able to escape with the seventy-two transformations... Uh, kidding, kidding, the dignified Erlang God went to Zhongshenzhou to rob, should he continue to hang around in Honghuang in the future!

Meishan originally had a large formation to protect the mountain, but this formation was directly smashed to pieces by the 100,000 thunderbolts from the 100,000 heavenly soldiers, leaving no scum to Yang Jian.

"Let's go to the secret place first, maybe all these problems can be easily solved."

A little flustered in Yang Jian's heart, he lowered his head and looked at his feet, and shouted for Daang to come.

Going to explore the secret place left by the quasi-sage of the Yaozu, Yang Jian still felt that he should be careful, so he called Da Ang to come with him, and there was a way to take care of him.

If there is any accident, the two of them can join forces and they will be able to advance and retreat without any danger.

"What good things can the monster clan leave for you?" Da Ang still sneered at this, "It's useless to persuade you, those monster clans have always been selfish masters, and they always carry good things with them. Didn't you see them yesterday? The most treasures were found on the corpses of those monster clans."

Yang Jian said seriously: "Always check it out. You don't often say that the monster race is treacherous, so don't let them blackmail us."

Da Ang had no way to refute after hearing this, so he could only reluctantly nod his head, and took a small step forward, a shy blush crossed his ferocious face, he hugged Yang Jian's arm with both left hands, like a little daughter-in-law who just passed the door.

Yang Jian got goosebumps all over his body, stared at Da Ang, "Why are you hugging me?"

"As a disciple of a sage, you must be able to escape from the earth?" Da Ang rolled his eyes, "We are the great witch of the Xuanming tribe, if we know the art of controlling the earth, then I am too sorry for my superb rain-controlling power."

Yang Jian:……

Yang Jian is not very good at the art of earth escape, but it can be easily done by leading a reckless man into the earth.

There are several palaces hidden in Meishan, but most of these palaces have been abandoned. When Yang Jian "passed by", he also saw many Meicheng soldiers cleaning up these palaces, presumably they should be left by the Meishan people back then.

It is not difficult to find the place where Zhijian reported yesterday with the seal of the quasi-sage.

Counting from the foot of Meishan Mountain, it went vertically into the ground for thousands of feet, and it was easy to find the broken dragon vein under Meishan Mountain. That place is in the hinterland of the dragon vein.

There is an underground river above the dragon veins. The underground river is connected to the river rushing between the two cliffs of Meishan. It is easy to fly out if you use the water escape along the underground river.

When they were a thousand feet below, Yang Jian led Da Ang to an underground passage that had been built for an unknown number of years. There were some precious stones placed all over the passage, reflecting various lights.

The two of them had a tacit understanding, and first explored along the passage.

The path twists and turns, and seems to run through the area directly below Meishan; and on the side of the path, there is a 'stone wall' with some huge 'scales' on the 'stone wall'.

Even if Yang Jian has no ventilation and has never learned how to survey dragon veins, he can still recognize the location of Meishan dragon veins—this is a big dragon that is about to take shape, and its scales are lifelike.

This meandering passage beside the dragon's veins should have been dug by the Meishan people for the convenience of guarding and observing the luck of Meishan.

dragon vein...

"Even if this place was placed in ancient times, it is still a pretty good treasure." Da Ang observed the underground dragon, and was amazed. "The monster clan actually got such a good place. Why didn't they seem to pay much attention to it when we attacked?"

Hearing this, Yang Jian's complexion was a little gloomy, and he walked straight forward with Da Ang until he reached the cliff on the surface.

Right here, the winding dragon veins that had been entrenched for an unknown length were suddenly cut off, the neck of the giant dragon was broken, and the passage also collapsed here.

"Uh..." Da Ang patted his forehead, "Who is so reckless, with such a big dragon vein, how much luck can be gathered!"

Yang Jian smiled wryly: "There's nothing to do about it. When Mei Kongmei led the crowd to attack Meishan, Mei Kongluo, the strongest of the Meishan human race, had no choice but to smash the dragon veins here in order not to give the Yaozu a chance to rejuvenate. It's really a pity that the old Mei is so strong, so he didn't have the chance to see him."

Da Ang rubbed his nose and nodded decently.

The dragon veins, the Qi veins of the earth, are also the basis for the distribution of luck between heaven and earth.

Why is Xiniu Hezhou barren? It is said that because the dragon veins on it were taken away out of thin air in ancient times, it is difficult to gather luck.

"Let's go, go find the place left by the monster clan," Yang Jian debated the direction underground, grabbed Da Ang's arm, performed the earth escape technique, and headed directly under the highest peak of Meishan.

After traveling for more than ten miles, a layer of blood-colored light film appeared on the rock layer ahead, stopping the two of them.

The area covered by this light film is not very large, only three feet square, but there is an obscure Dao rhyme on it, which makes people tremble with fear.

Quasi-holy mark.

Da Ang was about to shatter the light film with a punch, but Yang Jian raised his hand to signal him not to be impulsive, and directly wrapped the figures of the two with profound energy, blending into the light film.

It was the first time that the whole body was directly wrapped by profound energy, and Daang's eyeballs almost popped out.

This feeling!

This feeling of returning to the embrace of God the Father...

After passing through this layer of light film, a spacious underground space appeared in front of the eyes. It used the technique of mustard seed of heaven and earth on the outside. It may be only the size of a fist on the outside, but it is tens of feet high and hundreds of feet long and wide inside.

At the first glance after entering, Yang Jian saw the huge sculpture placed in the middle of this underground space.

"The breath you used just now! Why do I feel so kind?" Da Ang stared at the side and asked.

Yang Jian turned his head and glanced at him, pulled out a burst of profound energy, turned it into cotton wool, and put it in Da Ang's hands, letting him study it slowly.

Liaokong flew to the stone sculpture, Yang Jian frowned and thought for a long time before he realized what it was.

The stone sculpture was placed vertically on the ground. The whole is a 'column' with a diameter of thirty feet, but there are many twists and turns, like a section of a towering giant tree...

This shape, this thickness, this size, and the half-carved scales on it... Isn't it the part where the Meishan dragon vein was broken off!

Never thought that the Yaozu never gave up on repairing the Meishan dragon veins!

Yang Jian raised his hand and touched it lightly. The material of this stone plastic is very strong, and he doesn't know what kind of material it is, let alone whether this method will work.

However, treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor. If it works, he will make a lot of money.

Yang Jian inspected this piece of stone sculpture carefully, and found that there was nothing wrong with it, so he directly put it in the belt of Xuangui.

"If this can be done, it will be a favor from the Yaozu." Yang Jian shook his head for a while, and put away all the leftovers around him.

"That's the only thing?" Da Ang jumped onto a high platform, looked around, and suddenly pointed to the corner of the underground space, "There's a palace over there... Hey, there's a hut here, where should we go first?"

"Of course it's a thatched hut," Yang Jian flew to Da Ang's side, his eyes glowed with divine light, and he glanced at the underground structure.

It seems that this place was opened up just to repair the dragon's veins, there is no other arrangement, and there is no trace of the imaginary treasure house of the monster clan.

If this piece of stone sculpture can be used after it is carved, it will be a real treasure!

"Why go to the hut first? There may be many treasures in the hall!"

"Personal preference," Yang Jian smiled slightly, thinking of the time when he encountered Mo Han in Beizhou, it was the hut at the bottom of the Black Mountain that saved him once.

Xiaoyao Sanren... Who would have thought that it was the reincarnation of the Jade Emperor?

Before he reached the hut in the blink of an eye, Yang Jian had to take a closer look, but Da Ang had already stepped into the fenced courtyard outside the hut.

"Huh? There are fruits and vegetables growing here, and they look very fresh." Da Ang exclaimed in surprise.

Yang Jian rubbed the center of his brows, feeling that he was going to hang out with Da Ang, and the words "cautious and careful" might not be involved at all...