The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Holding the jade talisman in his hand, Yang Jian couldn't laugh or cry.

Uncle Huang Long is really...

Forget it, the one who benefits is me, so I can't say anything sarcastic anymore.

But it was said that Zheng Lun took Chong Heihu into the city, Su Hu not only did not take Chong Heihu to question, but went out to meet him in person, untied Chong Heihu, and apologized for a while.

Zheng Lun was not surprised when he saw this, and he was ordered to return to the barracks to guard against the attack of the merchant army outside the city.

"Where is the backbone of this Jizhou Marquis?" Huang Long frowned and scolded, "I was still very stubborn before, saying that I would never go to business, why did I become soft? Seriously!"

Chi Jingzi smiled and said: "It should be frightened by Taoism."

"A mere Jizhou, it's hard to make a climate," Daoxing Tianzun said, "The great merchants are at the peak of their national power at this time, and their luck is also prosperous. Although there are signs of continuous decline, it is not the city of Jizhou. I think Su Hu should find some way out for himself."

"By the way, nephew," Taoist Huanglong smiled, with narrow eyes, "Would you like to see Su Hu's daughter? She is really a beautiful woman."

Yang Jian nodded calmly on the surface, but there was some urgency in his heart.

He had used his spiritual sense to observe Jizhou City before, and there was a tyrannical mana protection in Su Hu's mansion, which made it impossible for his spiritual sense to see through, and he didn't know what happened to Daji.

Chi Jingzi moved the picture in the cloud mirror to the backyard of Su Mansion, Yang Jian opened his eyes to see it, and couldn't help clenching his fists.

Who is the person sitting in a daze in the pavilion if not Daji?

No, no, this doesn't seem to be Daji! Although the appearance and body are exactly the same, but those eyes...

Yang Jian remembered that the girl Daji's eyes were clear and without sparkle; while the Daji in the gazebo was a little thoughtful, a little sad, and a little dazed, and she exuded a spontaneous charm all over her body.

Yang Jian didn't dare to disturb the senior uncles and uncles, but asked: "Second senior uncle, is this really a mortal woman?"

"Well," Chi Jingzi nodded, "it is indeed a human race."

how come……

Suspicious clouds arose in Yang Jian's heart, and he wished to go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace to have a look immediately, but he had some eyebrows in his heart, and he could probably deduce who the person in the pavilion was.

Shouldn't the matter of enshrining the gods be disturbed?

Yang Jian sighed from the bottom of his heart, but he felt a bit unwilling to admit defeat.

He wanted to see if this Daji was a human or a ghost, a god or a demon!

"Nephew?" Chi Jingzi glanced at Yang Jian, "But what's wrong?"

"It's nothing," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I just feel that if such a woman goes to the Shang Lord's side, I'm afraid it will be a bad thing for this great merchant. A beautiful face will bring disaster to the country and the people."

"What a disaster to the country and the people!" Taoist Huanglong laughed a few times, "The Lord Shang offended the saint's wife, and I am afraid that he will eventually kill himself. Maybe this woman was arranged to confuse Di Xin."

"Be careful," Chi Jingzi glanced at Taoist Huanglong, "Don't criticize the saint."

"Hey, okay," Taoist Huanglong put his hands behind his back, smiled nonchalantly, and continued watching the play.

In the city of Jizhou, Su Hu and Chong Heihu had a feast for a day, but the two armies did not fight. Chonghou Hu outside the city was afraid of Zheng Lun's Taoism, but the leader dared not fight, so he had to garrison his troops, not knowing how to advance or retreat.

Coincidentally, Xibo Hou Jichang sent a civil servant, San Yisheng, one of the 'Four Friends of King Wen'.

San Yisheng entered Chonghou Tiger's camp first, and persuaded Chonghou Tiger to stay in the army. He really didn't know that Chonghouhu wanted to withdraw his army and leave now, and he didn't want to stay here for half a day at all.

After that, San Yisheng entered Jizhou City, found Su Hu and Chong Heihu, and sealed the letter from Xibohou.

Xibohou Jichang has the name of "sage", and is a highly respected figure among the princes of the eight hundred towns in the world. Su Hu kept nodding his head when he saw the letter.

——Saints refer to their virtues and characters, which are enough to be an example for the world, not to refer to supernatural powers.

After reading the letter, Su Hu was speechless for a long time, and sighed: "I would like to dedicate my daughter to Chaoge to relieve my difficulties in Jizhou. Brother Heihu, can you write a letter for me, and the heavens will listen."

Chong Heihu was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said: "This method is very good! It can relieve my brother's danger, and it can also save my brother from having to bear the world's infamy!"

Together, these two marquises, Su escorted Chong Heihu out of the city, Chong Heihu released Su Quanzhong, and scolded Chonghouhu until he retreated, breaking the siege of Jizhou...

In the sky, several Taoist priests also wanted to leave.

Seeing that the war here has ceased and the overall situation has been settled, the 'skilled men' hiding around Jizhou City also left one after another.

As everyone knows, the previous battles, the dead and wounded soldiers and horses were just foreshadowing for the "Su Hu Xian Daughter", and the main show is about to start...

"Then Xibo Hou Jichang is a wise master." Chi Jingzi pondered a few times before saying, "It's really rare to stop the fighting in Jizhou City with just a letter."

Huanglong Taoist and Daoxing Tianzun are all good, but Duer Daoist is a little bit emotional.

His disciple Zheng Lun followed Su Hu, and now he also merged into the camp of the Shang army, and he wanted to obey the orders of the emperor of the Shang Dynasty, Di Xin. If Di Xin offends Nuwa Saint, he will definitely not end well. In this way, his apprentice will also go on the list of gods.

For a while, Master Du'er frowned a little, didn't stay any longer, and left first.

The several Taoists knew what Du'er was worried about, so they couldn't persuade him with words. After Du'er left, Chi Jingzi, Huanglong Taoist, and Daoxing Tianzun also returned to Kunlun Mountain and asked Yang Jian if they would go to practice together.

"My nephew would like to take a look around here in Nanzhou," Yang Jian politely declined, took out the jade talisman, and wanted to give it to Taoist Huanglong.

Huang Long pretended he didn't see it, laughed a few times, and flung his sleeves to leave gracefully.

"Just keep it," Chi Jingzi also said in a warm voice, and drove away on the cloud.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, Daoxing Tianzun is considered to be the one who started late and practiced shortly. With a middle-aged face, he is also somewhat close to Yang Jian. I would like to ask a few more words:

"You need to be more careful when you walk around in Nanzhou. Now ghosts and snakes are roaming around. If there is a dispute, remember to report it to the teacher first."

Yang Jian quickly agreed: "Thank you for reminding me, uncle, I can reflect on myself."

"Well," Daoxing Tianzun nodded with a chuckle, and flew into the clouds with his hands behind his back, before disappearing into the sky in a blink of an eye.

After the teachers left, Yang Jian landed in a valley outside Jizhou City, hiding himself, and practiced with his eyes closed.

He seemed to be cultivating the supernatural power of 'two qi in the orifice' just obtained, but he was actually closely watching the movement in Jizhou City.

General Hum's supernatural power is a bit useless to Yang Jian, it is really not very useful, and it is very difficult to practice.

Instead, I can take it back and give it to my generals to practice. Anyway, Master Huanglong came from the pit, and Daoist Du'er said it was just a 'small technique', and he didn't say that it should not be passed on lightly.

"Hey, hey, hey, where is he?"

Yang Jian muttered to himself, but he didn't really take this matter to heart.

In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, the disciples of the second generation of Daomen gathered with great abilities, and they were all masters who became famous in ancient times.

But compared to their respective masters, the disciples of the three generations are a few grades behind, so they don't need to pay too much attention. If they encounter themselves, they can just subdue them.

After waiting for three days, a group of soldiers and horses came out of Jizhou City, led by Su Hu, and supported by Su Quanzhong and Zheng Lun.

This team of soldiers and horses surrounded a gorgeous carriage, and two 'noble banners' were erected in front of the carriage, heading towards Chaoge City all the way.

Yang Jian used the method of change, followed like a shadow, and kept approaching the carriage.

This team of soldiers and horses also has Zheng Lun's Taoism skills, but they are only golden immortals; Yang Jian's power of primordial spirit has greatly improved at this time, and he is even more handy in performing seventy-two transformations.

But Yang Jian was still cautious, not because he was wary of the unknown 'Daji' in the carriage, but because he was wary of the powerful and powerful people who might pop out at any time.

Finally, Yang Jian turned into a bug and landed on the window of the carriage, and looked into the carriage through the gap in the curtain.

Wearing a white dress, 'Daji' lay half-lying on the soft bed, her eyes were blurred, as if she was taking a nap.

It's really strange, this 'Daji' is full of humanity, not even the slightest bit of monster.

Yang Jian turned into a bug, his eyes were full of divine light, and he looked into the car again, but still couldn't see any flaws, it seemed that this was a living woman.

Strange, could it be that Daji, who he placed in the East China Sea, was really released?

Yang Jian didn't dare to stay for a long time, turned into a small insect and flew away, as if he had never been there before, and no one was disturbed.

At night, the team stopped at a post station, Su Hu sighed, and went to rest without eating. The 'Daji' was surrounded by a group of maidservants, and did not show up after entering the guest room.

At midnight, 'Daji' washed and washed, took a shower, changed into a thin gauze dress, and was about to rest on the bed when a gust of wind blew through the hall, shaking the windows constantly.

"Come here," 'Daji' called softly, but no maid came in through the closed door.

Suddenly a thunderbolt strikes outside the window, which illuminates the house transparently, and also illuminates a figure standing by the bed.

'Daji' gasped, her face paled in fright, but her screams were suppressed by the rumbling thunder outside the window.

With a whoosh, all the candles in the room were lit up, and the whole bedroom was like daytime, also illuminating the figures beside the bed.

"Yang Jian!?"

'Daji' exclaimed, with deep hatred in his eyes.

Yang Jian smiled lightly, "It really is you."

Before the words fell, Yang Jian slapped 'Daji' on the forehead with 80% of his strength.

'Daji' couldn't hide, as if all the mana in her body had disappeared, she could only watch Yang Jian slap her forehead.

However, 'Daji' did not dissipate the fragrance, but instead lit up a soft white light on his forehead, gently pressing Yang Jian's palm.

An obscure and profound dao rhyme slowly circulated in this room.

Holy man!