The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian really didn't expect such a big scene for a wedding.

He and Ao Xinke stayed on the cloud for half a day, talking, taking a nap, and the time passed quietly.

When the sun was setting and the sun was setting, Ao Ji who rushed over boldly disturbed him, causing the two people who were already close to each other to separate quickly. Ao Ji said, several 'parents' have already decided on the marriage process, and they are asked to go down and refer to it together.

The details are just polite words. With Master Taiyi's domineering personality, Yang Jian cannot allow Yang Jian to overturn the good things he and Lord Dragon have made.

When Yang Jian and Ao Xinke returned to the main hall of the Dragon Palace, Uncle Taiyi was walking around in the main hall of the Dragon Palace in a red robe. Behind him were several elders of the dragon clan, nodding their heads and writing down every arrangement that Master Taiyi said.

"I, I... I'll go give, give brother, those two, two... medicines."

Ao Xinke said something softly, Yang Jian nodded with a smile, and watched her eagerly walk towards Dragon King and Master Yuding who were drinking tea and chatting there.

Mother of Dragon has already gone to Zhang Luo's sister-in-law's wedding treasure, which is more urgent than the real Taiyi...

Yang Jian was called over by Daoist Taiyi and ordered three or four things.

"It will only take half a year at most. During this period of time, you should stop running around and spend more time with your unmarried wife. You should also take her to meet your mother as soon as possible, so that your mother can come to Donghai as soon as possible to prepare for the big wedding."

"Well," Yang Jian nodded, and just about to speak, Master Taiyi started rambling again...

"Also, don't be too impatient. You are also a famous figure in the prehistoric age. Before you get married, remember to avoid taboos, so as not to be ridiculed that our disciples are in a hurry."

"Yes," Yang Jian was a little helpless, why didn't he find out before that Master Taiyi was rambling like this.

Master Taiyi gave a few more instructions and asked Yang Jian to leave on his own.

On the other side, the Dragon King left in a hurry, and Ao Xinke floated over with a happy face, looked at Yang Jian, and suddenly bowed to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian froze for a moment, and hurried forward to help.

My mother-in-law, what are you praying for?

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian asked puzzled.

Ao Xinke pursed her lips, and slowly told Yang Jian the whole story.

The obeisance she made just now was for the Dragon Clan; the two precious herbs that Yang Jian brought may be the only two left in the world, and to the Dragon Clan, they were treasures that saved the lives of Ao Xinke's brother and the Dragon King of the Four Seas.

In ancient times, the ancestor dragon and many masters of the Dragon Clan died in battle, but the Dragon Clan still had a trace of vitality.

At that time, it was also when Yang Jian's three-pointed and two-edged gun embryo took shape, and Ao Guang's generation gave birth to several amazing masters.

But in ancient times, due to the lack of luck, and the ancient great power, there were still conflicts with the Phoenix and Qilin clans from time to time, so these masters fell one after another, which is really a pity for the dragon clan.

There was only one master, who survived by chance after being seriously injured, but he could only hide himself in the ice-cold sea eyes to freeze himself to prolong his life.

The two medicines given by Shennong are the most critical medicinal materials to cure the master's injuries, and they are also the most difficult to find.

The Nine Soul Dragon's Beard Grass only grows at the bottom of the ancient Yellow River, and no single plant has been born for hundreds of thousands of years; the Yellow River was transformed from the dragon's body of the ancestor dragon, and the Nine Soul Dragon's Beard Grass is also called the Ancestral Dragon Grass.

Although the Wulong Ao Xuelian is not as precious as the Nine Soul Dragon Beard Grass, it is even more rare. This must be the snow lotus that was stained with the blood of the war dragon belonging to the five elements in ancient times.

Although I don't know how Shennong got it, maybe it was Hongyun Taoist's private possession, but these two medicines did make Dragon Palace owe Yang Jian a huge favor.

"Is Dragon Palace short of masters?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Ao Xinke pursed her lips, blinked her big eyes, and continued to speak to him, "That, that, brother, brother, Quan, Quansheng, Zeng, Zeng and Feng, Kong Xuan of the Feng family, no, they are comparable."

Only then did Yang Jian understand why the Dragon King left in such a hurry.

It would be a blessing for the Dragon Clan to have one more ruthless person like Kong Xuan, no wonder the always unpredictable Dragon King hastily left today.

Never thought, there is such a thing.

Yang Jian sighed twice, but didn't take it to heart; he and Xin Ke discussed a few words in voice, and decided to go to Meishan to visit his mother Yaoji together tomorrow, and Yang Jian was called by Master Taiyi to think about how to arrange the hall.

After working all night, his buttocks didn't even get on the chair. Master Taiyi took several elders of the Dragon Clan and pulled Yang Jian around the Dragon Palace.

The master was so concerned about his own affairs, Yang Jian couldn't find it troublesome, so he had to follow.

Fortunately, when the Golden Crow was born, Xin Ke came to look for him, and the two of them left the East China Sea together and drifted slowly towards Meishan.

Ao Xinke probably didn't sleep last night, and spent all her time dressing herself up; yesterday, she was like the brightest pearl in the Crystal Palace, but today she concealed her brilliance, with plain cloud sleeves, a purple skirt, a jade hairpin, and a phoenix tail braid.

Who said she is ignorant of the world? She also understands some truths, knowing that she should not be too showy in front of her future mother-in-law, and it is only appropriate to be gentle and reserved.

Yang Jian changed the dazzlingly white fairy clothes and put on a light yellow robe, feeling inexplicably at ease in his heart.

The flight was not fast along the way, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke talked about some interesting things, and Ao Xinke also talked with Yang Jian about practice; the two seemed to have a lot to talk about, and it was not until dusk that they floated to Meishan.

Mei Shan had already received the news from the Dragon Palace. Yao Ji, who had been waiting for a day, was waiting on the mountain. After seeing Ao Xinke, she held the little hand of the daughter of the ancestor dragon, made love for a while, and sent Yang Jian to rest by herself.

Yang Jian also breathed a sigh of relief, and went around Meishan.

Walking casually in the newly built Meicheng, you can see that ordinary people have enough food and clothing, and monks concentrate on enlightenment. It is thriving.

Then I went to the place where the Wu clan children lived. The three thousand Wu clan children all recovered their faces as young girls, and they were all working hard to practice.

The Twelve Commanders came forward to meet and talked about how to train troops recently and how to supervise the cultivation of various ministries; Yang Jian arranged another profound energy formation to speed up the practice of these 'grass head gods' with profound potential.

Da Ang was busy counting the earth energy collected around Meishan in recent days, and arranged for several war witches to be sent back to their respective clans.

Seeing Yang Jian coming, he grinned and laughed non-stop, "Are you really going to marry a wife?"

"Well," Yang Jian couldn't help laughing at Da Ang's non-stop laughing, "It is said that people are refreshed on happy occasions, what should I do, I'm not as happy as you."

"Did you marry a dragon princess? Or the daughter of an ancestor dragon?" Da Ang laughed again.

Although Yang Jian felt that there was a hole in front of him, he stepped in cautiously, "Not bad, what's wrong?"

"Hey," Da Ang muttered in a low voice, "I heard that dragons are all big, so how come the daughter of Zulong must be as big as a mountain? You, can you do it? Can you find the way? Wow, your family wants to marry a dragon!"

Yang Jian couldn't hold back at that time, and kicked out.

Rao is Da Ang, who is thick-skinned and has the combat power of a great witch. He was kicked on the butt by Yang Jian, and his whole body soared into the sky, turning into a shooting star, flashing across the prehistoric sky...

Vulgar, unprincipled and short-sighted!

The human body is the innate Taoist body, and now Xinke also wants to maintain the appearance of the innate Taoist body to realize Taoism and practice. What is the difference between the two?

Having said that, the Witch Clan's filth is really extraordinary.

Living in Meishan for a few days, Yao Ji, Xiao Chan'er and Ao Xinke are inseparable; Ao Xinke is gentle and intellectual, while Yao Ji is more comprehensive in doing things, and with Xiao Chan'er as a pistachio, the three get along very well.

Yao Ji was very satisfied with Ao Xinke, but she just asked Yang Jian privately that her stuttering might be cured.

Yang Jian didn't answer directly, but said that she was born with deficiencies, and she has her own way to make up for it, but it will take some time.

Yao Ji already felt that she owed Yang Jian and Xiao Chan'er too much. Seeing her son was about to marry a wife and start a family, she was a little more nervous than Yang Jian.

Sew quilts today, buy new clothes tomorrow; go to Xintianting Road, when you hear about old friends.

The six friends of Meishan all came to congratulate and asked if there was anything to prepare; there were lights and festoons everywhere in Meicheng, as if the lord of Meishan was going to get married tomorrow, and the sound of firecrackers continued all night long.

Yang Jian took a break from his busy schedule, took a nap to recharge his energy, and used the method of earth escape to go thousands of feet under Meishan.

Looking at the hut, Yang Jian felt a little cold in his heart.

Now, he is about to get married and marry a wife, but there are still powerful enemies outside, threatening the safety of Meishan.

Mei Kongmei.

"You can't let Master take action..."

Yang Jian groaned for a while, but he had nothing to do with the power of the monster clan who was hiding and not showing his face.

strength.

Yang Jian looked at his palm, he was not dazzled by the marriage.

Taking out the three-pointed and two-edged spear, and taking out the unfinished dragon neck stone carving, Yang Jian grabbed the blade of his own spear and began to repair it carefully.

Originally, the reason to take away the tens of feet high stone sculpture was that Mei Kongmei would return here without anyone noticing and break the stone sculpture; but now, Meishan is guarded by a large array arranged by Master, so it is no longer a place where Mei Kongmei can enter and leave at will.

When, when...

In the huge underground space, slight noises continued to echo.