The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Since Chan'er is here, Yao Ji is not surprised.

"Mother," Yang Jian saluted, and bowed his hands, but was embraced by the excited Yao Ji.

Yao Ji couldn't help weeping softly, but Yang Jian was a little at a loss, she never dared to touch her mother with her hands, lest there should be thoughts in her heart that she shouldn't have.

"My son, why don't you love yourself so much! Why do you always fight bravely with others? Mother doesn't want you to be a hero, but only hopes that you will be safe and sound."

"Mother...mother," Yang Jian said helplessly, letting Yaoji cry for a while.

Yaoji finally turned around, wiped away her tears with a fairy method, stepped back half a step, looked at Yang Jian carefully, and said to Yang Jian: "Promise mother, don't leave us mother and daughter alone."

"En!" Yang Jian nodded solemnly, Yao Ji sighed softly, raised her hand to tidy Yang Jian's temples, her eyes revealed full of tenderness.

"Let's go outside first," Yao Ji said with a smile, "My son actually laid a foundation by himself. Mother listened to your master's order and took care of it while you were practicing in seclusion. If there is something that doesn't suit you, just fix it."

Yang Jian smiled, originally he didn't pay much attention to Yao Ji's words.

"Xi Meier?" Yang Jian shouted without looking back.

"Xi Meier pays homage to the mistress!" The nine-headed chicken was considered clever, and shouted from behind, walked up to Yao Ji with a small rag, and saluted Yao Ji.

Yang Jian said: "This is the girl from the demon clan that the child has recovered. I wanted to use her blood to train the magic weapon before, but things changed and I didn't use it. Therefore, I spared her life. I have asked her to donate a ray of demon soul and make an oath to heaven. Mother will accept her as a maid."

"But I just happen to be able to be with Qian'er," Yao Ji chuckled, and greeted outside, asking Chu Qian to come in and meet Xi Meier.

Chu Qian has also transformed since then, becoming the head maid next to Yao Ji, and she also has maids who discipline her.

When Yang Jian and Yao Ji flew out of the ground and flew to the top of Meishan, they were really surprised.

This Meishan has been 'unrecognizable'!

Meishan is a continuous mountain range, but it is divided into north and south. The south side has more peaks, and the main peak is also here; while the north side has fewer peaks, but there are many cliffs and beautiful scenery.

It has only been more than half a year, and a big city has risen in the south of Meishan!

The big city is built around the mountains, with continuous buildings and clear divisions. Immortals live in higher places, while mortals live in lower places, and a lot of cultivated land has been reclaimed at the foot of the mountains.

Scanning through the spiritual sense, you can see that the people in the city are rich and live and work in peace and contentment, and there are also many women who are pregnant with Liujia strolling on the street, a scene of prosperity.

"Mother made her own decision and asked this city to be named 'Meishan City'," Yao Ji said softly, "They are descendants of the ancient Meishan lineage, and they came from the destroyed Meicheng City. It is appropriate to use this name."

Yang Jian gave a thumbs up and smiled without saying a word.

There are three military camps stationed on the three peaks outside Meishan City, but they are the soldiers guarding the city.

"Look at that," Yao Ji pointed to the highest peak of Meishan, Yang Jian looked up, and saw a bluestone hall on the mountain, simple but very majestic, standing on the top of the hall, you can see the scenery of Meishan.

On the main peak of Meishan, many caves and pavilions were built on the mountain, and a circle of houses was built on the mountainside.

The 20,000 immortal soldiers under Yang Jian's name are stationed here, and they practice here on weekdays and change shifts to patrol. They are strict and orderly.

Yao Ji said: "Let's go there first, I have already informed all the generals about your exit."

"Let mother worry about it," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Now that I'm out and about, I feel more at ease."

"Are you still going out?" Yao Ji asked with a frown.

"Well, the catastrophe of the Nanzhou catastrophe affects Taoism. I am a disciple of Taoism, and I will not escape the catastrophe." Yang Jian said something about what he said that day, pretending to be relaxed: "Mother, you can rest assured. The original intention of this catastrophe is to let the Taoist immortals enter the heavenly court. I am the marshal of the heavenly court. How can I get me?"

Yaoji wanted to say something, but she just sighed lightly.

Yang Jian rode the cloud and flew to the Bluestone Hall with his mother, his divine sense swept across Meishan, and he couldn't help but nodded slightly.

In the north of the great river, three thousand disciples set up a military camp, most of them were cultivating, Da Ang and more than a dozen war witches were rushing to the main peak of Meishan.

On the cliffs on both sides of the river, there are several attics hanging on the cliffs, with carved beams and painted buildings, which are very exquisite.

"That's the new house that your mother arranged for you," Yao Ji said softly, "I've heard people say that you've been planning to marry the princess of the Dragon Palace for the past two years, so you can't sleep in the open."

"Let mother worry."

"Isn't this what a mother should do?" Yao Ji asked back, and Yang Jian nodded with a smile.

I always feel that when I wake up this time, whether it is my master or my mother, they are all urging me to get married in a disguised form.

It's for double cultivation and preparation of the wedding room. It seems that as long as I nod, the master and mother will go directly to the East China Sea to greet their relatives...

"Brother!" Xiao Chan'er flew in front and leaned closer; Yang Jian rubbed her head and let her follow behind him.

It seems that because of getting along with her mother more and more, Xiao Chan'er has become less dependent on Yang Jian. This is actually a good thing, as before, if something happened to Yang Jian, Yang Xiaochan would definitely not live alone, and it would involve too much for Yang Jian.

Yang Jian lowered his cloud head, and dozens of figures rushed out of the hall. Except for Da Ang who was smirking, the generals of the Meishan lineage, led by the six friends of Meishan, knelt down on one knee.

"Congratulations to the second master for leaving the customs!"

Zhijian's shout really yelled out a lot of uneasiness and uneasiness in his heart.

Yang Jian said in a loud voice: "Everyone, please stand up and talk in the hall."

While speaking, Yang Jian winked at Da Ang, who grinned and winked at Yang Jian for a while, but seemed to be asking Yang Jian when he would go to settle accounts with that old demon woman.

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, and stepped into the main hall, walking like a dragon and a tiger, with an extraordinary air, and naturally sat on the high seat in the middle.

Before she opened her mouth, Yao Ji sent a few words of advice to Yang Jian, and Yang Jian also learned some ways of imperial power from her mother.

"You can just sit down," Yang Jian said with a smile, "you don't have to be cautious."

"promise!"

All the generals agreed in unison, and sat in the two rows of low seats in the hall according to their seniority, and each of them sat upright.

The Wu Clan also occupied a place, and the three thousand Wu Clan children were regarded as Yang Jian's "personal guards". They had enough earth energy support for more than half a year, and their cultivation base improved by leaps and bounds.

Yao Ji and Yang Xiaochan went to the apse by themselves, and sat behind a screen, discussing how to arrange Xi Meier.

"I have been in seclusion for a long time, and Meishan depends on you to take care of it. You should be rewarded for your merits." Yang Jian followed his mother's instructions, which was considered polite, but Yao Ji had already prepared, and two rows of female immortals flew out, each carrying a tray, and placed them in front of the generals.

For a moment, the precious light in the hall flickered, and the aura was dense.

These monks follow themselves, and they can't just let them run around and work hard, without any benefit.

The generals thanked him, Da Ang grinned, and hung a string of beads on his hand, quite fond of it.

Most of these treasures were found by Yao Ji in the treasure house of Meishan, and many of them were obtained by exchanging people for things.

And those female fairies were also cultivated by Yao Ji and Chu Qian with painstaking efforts. After all, Meishan will inevitably have guests coming and going, so they must pay attention to their appearance.

Yang Jian's heart was full of emotion... After all, it is a matter of being a princess of Tianting.

"In the next few years, you generals have to pay more attention," Yang Jian said. "The Taoist catastrophe, I'm going to find some opportunities. We don't have a large mountain protection formation in Meishan. If there is a strong enemy invading, you need to notify me as soon as possible..."

"Second Master," Yao Gonglin couldn't help laughing twice, and hurriedly said, "Second Master's master has already set up the mountain protection formation. The formation of the nine dragons arching into the sky is still used, and the changes of Yin and Yang and the five elements are used. With nine innate spiritual treasures as a guide, the formation of the mountain protection formation is set up! Even if three or four great powers attack with all their strength, this formation can support one or two."

This... is a bit embarrassing.

"My master didn't mention it to me," Yang Jian laughed, sighed inwardly, but said with a straight face, "Gong Lin, don't be too careless. As the saying goes, the embankment of a thousand miles is destroyed by an ant's nest. No matter how strange the mountain guard formation is, if spies sneak into Meishan, it will be destroyed by itself."

"Second Master taught me the lesson," Yao Gonglin bowed his head and admitted his mistake with a face of embarrassment.

On the contrary, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief, and had to sigh with emotion.

As long as the master is there, I have nothing to worry about.

Discussed with General Meishan about the strategy of training soldiers, and spent half a day preaching with three thousand Wu clan children, using profound energy to reborn them.

The Twelve Commanders are also good at running the army. The most important role is to brag about Yang Jian's deeds in the wild to hundreds of brothers and sisters under his account every day, achieving a perfect brainwashing effect...

Seeing that there was nothing wrong with Meishan, Yang Jian didn't care about spending more time with his mother and younger sister. On the third day after leaving the customs, he embarked on a journey, hiding his whereabouts, and headed to Nanfangbuzhou alone.

Before leaving, Yao Ji took Yang Jian's arm and gave Yang Jian thousands of instructions.

"Don't forget what your mother told you!" Yao Ji said, "I will send people to Dragon Palace to deliver gifts every three months, and this time there is half a month left, you'd better go to Dragon Palace yourself, or write a letter with your own handwriting."

"Mother, I will use the jade talisman."

"No, don't use force, just use pen, ink, paper and inkstone to write it yourself," Yao Ji said seriously, "Women only care about these things. Don't let my unmarried daughter-in-law feel that you don't care about her at all!"

"I can't care less..."

"Then hurry up and get married!"

Yang Xiaochan smiled from the side, "Brother, do you have someone else in your heart? I've agreed, I only recognize sister Xinke now, and I don't recognize any other women!"

"What trouble are you making?" Yang Jian tapped his sister's forehead, causing Yang Xiaochan to stamp her feet in pain.

After being nagged by his mother, Yang Jian set off for Nanzhou.

As soon as he used the golden light escape, Yang Jian was overjoyed, because of the power of the primordial spirit and the surge of profound energy, he escaped thousands of miles once he used it!

Although it is not as powerful as Kunpeng's leap of 90,000 miles, his own progress is obvious.

Nanzhou seems to be still so peaceful, but Yang Jian sensed a few powerful auras at the border of Nanzhou, as if they were confronting each other somewhere.

Among them, he is still somewhat familiar, and it seems to be his uncle Huanglong Taoist.

Yang Jian didn't dare to be careless, so he hurried forward.

Chanjiao is one's own teacher, and the elders of the teacher's school have done so much for themselves, so I should do more for Chanjiao.

"What's wrong?"

Yang Jian muttered, grabbed a three-pointed and two-edged spear, adjusted his light yellow robe, straightened his temple hair, and flew straight to Jizhou.