The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the seventh year of King Zhou, Taishi Wen Zhong made an expedition to Beihai, Yuan Futong and other 72 rebellious princes;

In the eighth year of King Zhou, the four great princes led 800 princes from the town to enter the court song. Because Su Hu, the Hou of Jizhou, had a strong temperament, he did not send gifts to Fei Zhongyouhun. Fei Zhongyouhun held a grudge.

Unexpectedly, Su Hu refused with words, and for a moment of resentment, he wrote a sixteen-character anti-poem in Chaoge's station, saying that he would never go to court again.

King Zhou was furious, and ordered Xibo Hou Jichang and Beibo Hou Chonghou Hu to lead their troops to arrest them.

Ji Chang regards Su Hu as a loyal minister and good general. King Zhou listened to the villain's words and sent troops late; Chonghou Hu was impatient to make meritorious deeds, and led his army straight to Jizhou, and killed him under the city of Jizhou.

Chonghouhu is a man who is proud of his talents and has no great skills, but he is loyal to King Zhou.

He led the army to call for battle, but the general under the tent was stabbed under the horse by Su Quanzhong, the son of Su Hu, with three moves and two moves. The Jizhou army charged for a while under the leadership of several fierce generals.

Su Hu robbed the camp at night, Chonghouhu was defeated, the soldiers and horses were scattered, and retreated in embarrassment.

If this crusade against Jizhou only ends here, then there will be no such thing as the demon concubine Daji entering the palace.

Chonghouhu has a younger brother named Chongheihu. In his early years, he worshiped the Jiejiao Immortal as his teacher. Later, he returned to practice in the secular world. Chonghouhu was defeated, but Chongheihu led an army to help, joined forces, and then went to the city of Jizhou to call for battle.

Su Quanzhong didn't listen to Su Hu's advice, and sent troops to fight Chong Heihu. Chong Heihu was indeed not as strong as Su Quanzhong in terms of martial arts, but he had the way to win Su Quanzhong easily, and took him back to the camp.

For a time, the city of Jizhou was gloomy, and the whole army was on alert, ready to welcome the merchant army to attack the city...

"Master Immortal! We just rushed to the city of Jizhou and returned to our army after hearing about this incident... Please forgive me, Master Immortal!"

The general, who was hanging on the treetop with a gray breath wrapped around his waist, trembled all over and shouted: "I have never done anything disrespectful to the gods! Please let us go!"

Under the tree, Yang Jian was standing there leaning on the trunk with his arms folded, frowning in thought.

This general is Chonghou Hu's subordinate. On the other side under the tree, there are three or four hundred remnant soldiers lying swaying here and there. They are a small group of merchants who were dispersed by Su Hu's robbery before.

killed?

It's not necessary, these generals are just begging for food.

Yang Jian raised his hand and withdrew that profound energy, the middle-aged general on the treetop yelled in fright, and fell solidly into the mud.

After knocking the general unconscious, it will take at least half a day for these hundreds of people to wake up. Yang Jian continued to rush to Jizhou City with his hands behind his back.

Take a step forward, and in the blink of an eye, you are hundreds of miles away.

'Daji has been taken to the East China Sea by himself. King Zhou ordered Su Hu to sacrifice his daughter. Can Su Hu just say that her daughter is missing? '

Yang Jian was a little puzzled.

There are many masters in the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea, and it is absolutely impossible for Daji, a mortal woman, to escape; besides, if something goes wrong in the East China Sea, no matter how bad it is, she will give herself a message.

What went wrong?

Could it be...

Yang Jian's eyes flickered with divine light, his figure flickered twice, and stopped on a high mountain.

Ahead is Jizhou City.

There are continuous military tents outside the city, and many soldiers and guards riding strange beasts are patrolling around; from a distance, the entire military camp seems to be surrounded by a faint golden light.

"The fate of the emperor," Yang Jian murmured.

Yang Jian was not in a hurry to sneak into the city, but released his aura, which immediately disturbed the figures lurking around Jizhou City.

A greeting came into my ears: "Nephew, come this way."

It was the voice of Taoist Huanglong.

Yang Jian looked up and saw a faint portal in the sky, so he jumped into the portal and saw several figures hidden in the blue sky.

Hastily moved forward and bowed, calling out: "Uncle Chi Jingzi, Uncle Huanglong, Uncle Daoxing."

The three educating golden immortals nodded with smiles, Taoist Huanglong pointed to another white-haired Taoist priest whom Yang Jian had never seen before, and said with a smile, "Come and meet this master."

"Greetings to uncle, what should I call this uncle?" Yang Jian asked respectfully.

"Nephew Yang Jian, you don't need to be too polite, the poor way is bestowed by the master to save you from evil."

Duer real person? Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, isn't this Chen Tangguan Li Jing's master?

Look at this Duer real person, not to mention the fairy wind and crane bones, with white hair but a ruddy face, peaceful eyes, and a long breath, he is really an old fairy.

Is Du'er Daoist also an elucidating immortal? Although Yang Jian was puzzled, he didn't dare to ask directly; Chi Jingzi saw Yang Jian's doubts and explained a few words by voice.

Daoist Du'er is a disciple of Renjiao. In terms of seniority, he is still the senior brother of Master Xuandu. But Dao Er did not formally worship Lao Tzu, but was taught by Lao Tzu and practiced in Lao Tzu's Tushita Palace.

It should be regarded as a disciple of Renjiao, similar to Yun Zhongzi explaining teaching.

"Are the masters here watching the worldly battle?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Taoist Huanglong shrugged, "Your Uncle Daoxing and I were both brought here by your Uncle Chi Jingzi."

Chi Jingzi glared at Taoist Huanglong, and said in a deep voice: "The catastrophe has begun, and we are all people who should be ready for the catastrophe. We should find out what the catastrophe will be, so we can prepare early."

Daoxing Tianzun smiled and nodded, "You have to see how this war in the world is fought."

Yang Jian said solemnly, "If there is anything I need to do, I can order it freely."

"Your master is in seclusion again?" Huang Long asked with a smile, "Just take a look. What can this group of mortals do if they fight?"

"No," Daoist Du'er said, "There is a disciple of the Poor Dao named Zheng Lun, who is currently working as the food supervisor of the Marquis of Jizhou in the city of Jizhou. I am afraid that my disciple will have a fight with the preacher of the sect today."

Yang Jian pretended not to know, frowned and said, "Jiejiao preacher?"

"It's a merchant general named Chong Heihu," Chi Jingzi casually pointed out a cloud mirror, through which he could see a black-faced general in a chain mail, a big red robe, and a white jade belt sitting in the tent eating wine.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "It's really a black tiger."

"Hahaha," Taoist Huanglong laughed twice with his hands behind his back, "Martial nephew, do you want to go down and make gestures with this guy? You can't let them stop teaching and take up all the glory."

"Let's wait for Senior Brother Zheng Lun to make a move," Yang Jian quickly shook his head, "I don't want to go down and join in the fun before this catastrophe finds me."

Several Taoist priests laughed lightly when they heard the words, and Daoist Du'er suddenly said: "There are soldiers and horses in the city rushing out of the city gate."

Chi Jingzi turned the image in the cloud mirror to the city gate, and the sound of beating drums and shouts could be faintly heard at high altitude, as if the two armies were about to meet hand to hand.

In the city of Jizhou, a group of men and horses came galloping. The first person was riding a beast with golden eyes, with a face like a purple jujube and a beard like a golden needle, holding two magic pestles in his hand, followed by three thousand crow soldiers.

What are crow soldiers?

This is a Taoist technique, which is to let three thousand soldiers and guards wear black armor engraved with talismans, and arrange troops according to the direction of the large formation.

During the confrontation, Zheng Lun activated the spell, and the 3,000 guards turned into 3,000 big crows in the eyes of the enemy, which was more deterrent...Of course, it only had deterrent power, similar to blindfolding, and could not make 3,000 people really fly like crows.

High in the sky, Master Du'er said with a smile: "This is my disciple named Zheng Lun."

There is a lot of pride in the eyes.

Chi Jingzi and others all came out to praise Zheng Lun, who is majestic and magnificent, and his Taoism is superb, so let's not show it for the time being.

Zheng Lun led his army to the front of the Shang army and sent people to call for a battle.

There was a thundering drumbeat among the merchant army, and after a while, Chong Heihu also rode out on a golden-eyed beast and faced Zheng Lun face to face.

Yang Jian was delighted when he saw this, the mounts of these two people were the same, he didn't know if there were too many golden-eyed beasts, or it was just a coincidence.

Speaking of mounts... Xiaotian Dog can barely be regarded as his mount, although riding a dog is somewhat frustrating.

When Zheng Lun and Chong Heihu met, they yelled at each other a few times, one said that the other party raised an army of righteousness, and the other said that the other party was a traitor and traitor, and they should be punished here.

Let's fight if they don't agree, fight together, fly sand and fly stones, and the two also rushed into the air to fight.

The two golden-eyed beasts were probably not a male and a female, so they also started fighting immediately.

For a while, clouds and smoke rose and died in the city of Jizhou, the two fought inextricably in the sky, and the two beasts killed on the ground were bloody and bloody.

The soldiers of the two armies waved their flags and cheered for their main generals; many mortals in the city were brave enough to climb onto the roofs and walk to the streets one by one to watch the battle between the two gods.

Yang Jian stood in the sky and thought for a while.

Chong Heihu and Zheng Lun are both Golden Immortal cultivators. They should be disciples of the Three Religions. In recent years, they have mixed up official positions in the secular world, either wanting to take advantage of the situation during the catastrophe, or obeying the orders of their masters to lurk in Nanzhou.

Yang Jian glanced at Master Du'er, and found that Master Du'er was looking at Yun Jing with a smile, as if he was very confident in his apprentice.

Yang Jian said: "Uncle Du'er, I see that Chong Heihu has a fierce face and a famous gourd on his back. Do you want to remind Senior Brother Zheng Lun to be more careful?"

He and Zheng Lun didn't know the order of entering the Daoist sect, and it was just self-effacing to call out senior brother, but it was nothing.

Master Du'er said with a smile: "Don't worry, I once taught my disciple a supernatural power, and it couldn't be easier to subdue this Chongheihu."

"That's good," Yang Jian nodded and concentrated on watching the play.

Zheng Lun and Chong Heihu fought inseparably, but neither of them dared to fight for a long time, for fear of destroying their own morale.

Chong Heihu took the lead in unleashing his killing move, roared, and lowered his head, a black cloud spewed out from the mouth of the gourd behind him, and an iron-billed eagle condensed out of the black cloud, uttered a long cry, and rushed towards Zheng Lun.

Seeing this, Zheng Lun's face also changed, and he backed away in a hurry, but was caught by the eagle's claws on his shoulder, tearing off a large piece of flesh and blood.

Chong Heihu laughed twice and was about to attack Zheng Lun. But he saw Zheng Lun raised his left hand, stretched it from his chest to his head, closed his mouth tightly, and let out a muffled groan.

"snort!"

This sound, like a drum beating, like thunder, made people dizzy and tens of thousands of troops panicked.

A puff of white air emerged from Zheng Lun's nostrils, the white air was so mysterious that it directly wrapped Chong Heihu, took out Chong Heihu's soul, and rolled back.

Chong Heihu lost his soul, his primordial spirit was greatly damaged, he passed out as soon as his eyes went dark, and fell straight in the air...

"Huh?" Yang Jian blinked.

Huh, the second general?

Could this Zheng Lun be the 'hum' general among the two generals Hunha?

"Good skills, great supernatural powers!" Taoist Huanglong clapped his palms and smiled, and Taoist Du'er was contented, nodding his beard.

When the apprentice wins the fight, the master's face will naturally shine.

Taoist Duer saw that Zheng Lun had tied Chong Heihu and returned triumphantly, and said with a smile: "This supernatural power is actually just a small skill. It cultivates the two qi in the orifice. There are two supernatural powers of closing the mouth and opening the mouth. They specialize in capturing people's souls and can shock the three armies."

"It's really amazing," Taoist Huanglong gave a thumbs up, and suddenly turned to look at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was taken aback by Taoist Huanglong. Before he could say anything, Taoist Huanglong frowned and scolded him: "You child, you are messing around! Why do you want to learn? What kind of supernatural power do you want to learn? When you see a good supernatural power, you want to learn it. You must know how much you can't chew!"

Yang Jian opened his mouth, confused, what did he say to him?

Daoist Du'er next to him hurriedly laughed and said, "It's okay, it's rare that nephew Yang Jian likes such a small technique, so just take it."