The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Qian Yuanling is a young man, it's hard to come back again.

The naive child shook his voice and asked where the guest came from.

"who are you?"

Standing in front of Yang Jian, this pink and jade-carved young master stared at Yang Jian with those big black eyes, he seemed a little hesitant, and there was a little intimacy in his eyes.

Yang Jian knelt down, looked directly at him, couldn't help but raised his hand and pinched his face, and said with a smile: "I'm Yang Jian, you can call me senior brother, this is for you."

Yang Jian touched Xuan Gui's belt with his hand, and took out a shield that shone with golden light.

Little children, how could they understand that this shield is just an ordinary fairy treasure, and seeing that it looks good, they snatched it happily, grabbed it in their hands and played with it fondly.

Li Jing, who was on the side, wanted to decline, but the words Yang Jian said echoed in his heart. He just stared at the back of little Nezha, with mixed feelings and mixed feelings.

"Husband," Yin came with several maidservants in costumes, and called out softly.

Li Jing came back to his senses and called out "Ma'am, come and pay respects to Zhenjun", and Yin Shi stepped forward to salute Yang Jian.

Yang Jian knew that his younger brother Ling Zhuzi wanted to be reincarnated into the Li family because he was moved by Yin's gentleness and motherhood, not because he fooled Li Jing like he did before, so he had a much better sense of Yin's than Li Jing's, so he bowed in return.

As the saying goes, for every baby in the world, the father is not necessarily the real father, but the mother must be the real mother.

The Yin family is Nezha's mother and also Nezha's "destined person", which cannot be wronged.

"Mrs. Li is very polite. Nezha is my younger brother. I should also call him aunt."

"I can't, I can't," Yin waved her hands again and again, looking at her husband's face, she always felt that her husband seemed to have something on his mind, and the food on the table hadn't been touched much.

Yin's voice said softly: "But the food and wine are not to your taste, so I will order the back cook of the ward..."

"Don't bother, these are enough, Mr. Li, let's continue with the banquet."

After Yang Jian said this, Li Jing sighed softly, then smiled, straightened his waist, sat on the main seat, and made a gesture of invitation to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was sitting in the guest seat, and Yin rushed to hug Nezha, wanting to take Nezha back to the backyard, but Yang Jian asked to stay and let the two of them join the banquet.

"I'm a cultivator, and I don't have so many secular rules. Why don't I treat this as a family banquet in your family, and I'm cheeky to join in the fun."

"Why did the real monarch speak like that?" Li Jing laughed, "The gate of my Li residence, the real monarch is here!"

Yang Jian thanked her with a smile, and Yin took Nezha and sat beside Li Jing, but Li Jing said, "Madam, let Nezha sit between me and Zhenjun. Zhenjun came to see him, not us."

Yin was a little afraid that Nezha would bump into Yang Jian, but she didn't dare to refuse Yang Jian's offer to give up her seat and greet him warmly, so she had to let Nezha sit between Li Jing and Yang Jian.

From the beginning to the end, Nezha was looking at the food on the table; if it hadn't been for his mother's previous warnings not to take it casually, now the table will definitely be messed up, and there will be no 'grass' left!

"Mother," Nezha asked in a low voice, "is it ready to eat?"

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Didn't you just eat?"

"How do you know?" Little Nezha looked at Yang Jian, who smiled inscrutablely, showing the demeanor of an old monk.

Nezha pursed his mouth, and said decently, "Anyway, I'm just hungry."

"You are so small, how can you eat so much?"

"But, Mother said, you should eat when you are hungry."

Yang Jian: "Be careful to eat fat."

"What is a fat man? A magic weapon? Or supernatural powers?" Little Nezha raised his head, "I have several powerful magic weapons!"

"I know you are good, let's eat!" Yang Jian took a mouthful of food and put it in the bowl in front of little Nezha. Little Nezha wanted to talk about how good he was, but Yang Jian directly pushed it into the bowl with one hand and stuffed it full.

Let this little guy keep talking nonsense, maybe he will start bragging about his master again. Although the word "boasting" is not accurate, it will indeed waste his saliva in persuading Li Jing before.

Yang Jian's thinking is very simple, try his best to improve the relationship between Li Jing and Nezha, don't leave a stain on his junior brother's life of "chasing and killing his father", and don't let his junior brother suffer the tragedy of being abandoned by his father.

Think about Nezha's whereabouts after becoming a god-becoming a warrior in the heavenly court, and entering the heavenly court together with Li Jing, the Tota Li Tianwang, is also regarded as a typical example of "father and son soldiers in battle".

Since we have to get back together with our father in the end, why not try to get closer at the beginning?

Don't ask for mutual love, but please don't turn against each other.

"True Monarch," Li Jing had already adjusted his mentality, and asked Yang Jian some questions about Taoism, which were common questions for immortals, and Yang Jian could answer them easily.

Nezha was held down by Yang Jian with one hand, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Even more ingeniously, no matter how much Nezha struggled, the chair under his buttocks did not break.

Li Jing on the side saw the way, smiled and offered Yang Jian a few glasses of water and wine; Yin Shi on the side was secretly worried that Yang Jian would break Nezha's neck...

While holding Nezha, Yang Jian continued to pick up food for Nezha, but he didn't mention Nezha at all, and asked, "Is Mrs. Li also practicing?"

"My husband taught me some Taoism, let me strengthen my foundation and cultivate my talents, but it's hard to say." Yin looked at Li Jing affectionately, and Li Jing also looked at Yin with a smile on his face.

Yang Jian suddenly had the urge to call out Xiao Tiangou to feed him.

But Xiaotiangou was still sleeping soundly, it seemed that the black bead was not so easy to digest.

Yang Jian took out a jade talisman from the black tortoise belt, which he found specially when he came out of Meishan, and there was a piece of exercises for women in it. According to Yin's aptitude, becoming an immortal should not be a problem.

"There is a method of cultivating immortals. Mrs. Li will gain something within ten years if she follows this practice."

"This... how does this make it."

Yin looked at Li Jing, as if she wanted Li Jing to help her refuse.

On the other hand, Li Jing smiled, he could see that he really cared for the Yin family, he got up to thank him, took the jade talisman with both hands, and stuffed it into his wife's hands.

Afterwards, Li Jing looked at Yang Jian with eager eyes.

He has already given his wife the skills, this generous Zhenjun, why should he give himself some benefits, right?

Yang Jian smiled lightly, and directly took out a fairy treasure long sword, with a gold hilt and silver scabbard, and he could feel warmth surging in his hand.

rub!

The sword was half out of its sheath, and the cold light flickered. A seat ten feet away suddenly collapsed as pointed by the blade, and it was cut open by the sharpness of the sword.

Li Jing was amazed immediately.

Yang Jian put the sword back into its sheath, and handed it to Li Jing with both hands; there was a small hand beside him that wanted to cut the barbarian halfway, but Yang Jian hit it down casually.

Little Nezha suddenly pouted Lao Gao, who was suppressed by Yang Jian for a long time, and he didn't even have any treasures!

But he forgot the shield that he had been locked in by himself just now.

"Li Zongbing has already worshiped a famous teacher, so I will not teach you spells, lest Uncle Duer blame you," Yang Jian said, "It is said that a sword is given to a hero, Li Zongbing conquered the barbarians in the east, and the people of Chentangguan lived and worked in peace. This fairy sword was given to the Zongbing for self-defense for a hundred years."

"Hahaha, Zhenjun's praise, how can this be done."

Although Li Jing really wanted to put on a hesitant look, he couldn't bear it anymore, so he took the sword over and played with it fondly.

Seeing this, Yang Jian also sighed in his heart.

When did he send a baby like this? Although they were all the 'supplies' left by Mei Kongmei underground in Meishan, Yang Jian usually only went in and out, but today he really broke the precept.

For Lingzhuzi, it's easy for him.

A few ordinary fairy treasures can make Li Jing, who is involved in this matter, feel more cordial to Yang Jian.

Treasures belong to treasures, Yang Jian, as a "high official" in the heavenly court, has no pretensions towards him, and that is also giving him a piece of face for Chen Tangguan's general soldier.

After dinner, Li Jing wanted to ask for advice on spiritual practice, but Yang Jian said directly, "Don't worry, Chief Soldier. If the world is undergoing major changes today, you will have your own opportunities in the future. I talk too much now, and it will delay you instead."

Li Jing didn't dare to ask any more questions, he just asked Yang Jian to stay in the house for a longer time.

Li Jing originally thought that Yang Jian would leave after eating, after all, such gods rarely stay in the mortal world for a long time; it's like the master of his third son, every time the dragon sees the head but doesn't see the end.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian nodded casually and agreed.

"It's okay, I haven't seen my junior brother for a long time, and I miss him very much." Yang Jian cupped his hands, "Then we'll just chatter."

Li Jing hurriedly said that he was polite, and the Yin family was also very happy to arrange a residence for Yang Jian.

And Yang Jian, looking at the sulking little Nezha who was sitting there, said, "Nezha, are you a little dissatisfied with me?"

"Hmph!" Nezha glanced at Yang Jian, "I see that you are also a man of dignity, you will say that you are my senior brother, so you will be patient with you in every possible way, don't think I can't beat you!"

"Haha, you and I have sparred on the mountain a few times, why don't we try again today?"

"Come on!" Nezha stood on the chair and stared at Yang Jian.

Li Jing on the side was about to yell at him immediately, Yang Jian waved his hand to signal Li Jing not to make a fuss.

"Borrow your garden for use."

"Zhenjun, this kid really has some abilities... that's all, this way please."

Li Jing wanted to persuade Yang Jian, so that Yang Jian would not make a fool of himself later, but he also felt that his words had offended Erlang Xianshengzhenjun with his words, so he had to keep silent.

At that moment, Li Jing ordered his servants to clean the flower garden, and led Yang Jian to the backyard.

The little Nezha hurried to his mother, brought back all the treasures kept by his mother, tore off the brocade clothes on his body, and returned to his red pocket and blue trousers braids, and approached Yang Jian aggressively.

This Nezha is really a ghost, and he said in a childish voice: "I'm going to hurt you, you are not allowed to go to my master and sue me!"

"I'm afraid I know better than you how capable you are." Yang Jian stood there leisurely with his hands behind his back, "Come on, if I get hurt by you, I'll be considered a loser."

How could the little Nezha stand such an aggressive general?

At the moment, hold up the Huntian Ribbon, which floats around the body like a spirit snake; hold up the circle of heaven and earth, the sun shines on it, and the golden light shines.

Two spirit treasures?

How old is this for a doll?

Yang Jian was a little helpless to complain about Master Taiyi's generosity and wealth.

Before it was over, there was a whirring sound of fire, and two flames flew from the sky, turning into two flaming wheels.

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