The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Ao Ji transformed into a dragon and entered the sea, yelling that the peach blossoms have bloomed all the way, causing the creatures in the sea to retreat one after another, and the shrimp soldiers and crab generals guarding all over the East China Sea gathered around to watch.

When Ao Ji rushed to the Crystal Palace, he was taken aback.

I don't know which great energy is so leisurely and leisurely, so he took thousands of peach trees, wrapped them in a water-proof formation, and circled around the Crystal Palace.

Looking from a distance, pink petals floated everywhere in the Crystal Palace wrapped in a large circular formation.

Ao Ji couldn't help but laugh, and didn't complain at all because he waited for a month in vain.

He flew towards the entrance of the Crystal Palace formation, and saw a group of shrimp soldiers and crab generals lined up and walking out of the Crystal Palace with a huge horn on their shoulders.

"His Royal Highness Sixth Prince! They are crazy looking for you over there!"

"I'm going right away!" Ao Ji greeted, regained his human form, broke off a peach blossom, and rushed into the palace.

When he came in, thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals were going out. These soldiers did not hold weapons, but wore brand-new battle armor and held conch horns in their hands.

There were lanterns and festoons everywhere in the Crystal Palace, and there were figures walking around in every hall. Immortal banquets had already been held in many halls, and countless immortals had already arrived.

"Sixth Prince!"

Prime Minister Turtle shouted, the old prime minister who used to walk tremblingly, is also walking like flying today, the tortoise shrank its head, and appeared directly in front of Ao Ji, grabbed Ao Ji's wrist, "Follow me quickly, you have a lot of scenes in the grand ceremony, everyone is waiting for you to rehearse!"

Ao Ji was flattered, pointed to the tip of his nose, "Me?"

Could it be that he was used as a matchmaker between my little aunt and Yang Jian, and when they got married, he was supposed to sit there and be offered tea?

How can this be worth it...

At that time, there were so many great powers in the world present, and my knowledge was shallow, at most a Da Luo Jinxian, and I was still practicing a mediocre way...

As long as Ao Ji thought of the scene of Yang Jian and Ao Xinke offering tea to him, he couldn't close his mouth.

Prime Minister Gui pulled him to a side hall separated by formations. As soon as he entered the hall, Ao Ji saw his mother, his two uncles, the Dragon King of the North Sea and the Dragon King of the West Sea, and several respected elders of the Dragon Clan.

In addition, several great powers who explained and taught are also here, and there is also Lu Chunyang, a white-clothed sword fairy who has been famous in China for a long time.

"Ao Ji is here!" A dragon girl shouted loudly, her eyes fell on Ao Ji at the same time.

The real Taiyi in red robe appeared directly in front of Ao Ji, looking up and down at Ao Ji, that handsome and charming face made Ao Ji feel his heart beat a little faster.

"I've seen a real person, where should I sit? Ah no! What am I going to do?"

"Smaller," Taiyi Daoist said, crossing his arms.

Ao Ji scratched his forehead, "Really, what does it mean to become smaller?"

"Turned into a child, about seven or eight years old like a human child," Taiyi Daoist pointed to the corner, where a group of dragon girls surrounded a cute and delicate girl, "about the same size as her."

"Yes," Ao Ji agreed, a little confused.

Although he doesn't know the thirty-six transformations of Tiangang, nor the seventy-two transformations of earth evil, but the dragon clan has a profound background, and the sixth prince also has a few ways to change.

Ao Ji turned around and turned into a boy carved in pink and jade, wearing a loose robe, with big eyes open.

Daoist Taiyi had an extra peach blossom in his hand, stuffed it into Ao Ji's 'little hand', lifted Ao Ji up, took a step forward, and put him down next to the girl in the corner.

"Well, it's not bad..." Master Taiyi nodded in satisfaction.

The little girl asked in a childish voice: "Ah, Master Taiyi, have you found a suitable little boy?"

"No," Master Taiyi smiled, "This is Aoji, the sixth prince of the Dragon Palace. I heard from the Dragon Mother that he is the only child dragon among the dragon sons, so let him look like a child, just be a flower girl."

As soon as Master Taiyi finished speaking, Ao Ji sat down on the ground, his face ashen.

A few dragon girls next to her smiled foolishly, but the girl didn't understand anything, so she nodded seriously: "Master, just arrange it."

Ao Ji asked in a daze, "Who are you?"

"Me?" The little girl pointed to the tip of her nose, snorted softly, pinched her waist with both hands, "I can't even recognize my aunt! I don't change my name or surname when I am a fairy, so does Yang Xiaochan of the Yang family."

"Pfft..." Ao Ji was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed out loud.

Yang Xiaochan became furious, rushed up and kicked him hard, it looked like she was fighting with two children in the corner, and all the experts who provoked were smiling.

There was a commotion here, and a shout came from the gate of the palace: "The two newcomers have arrived!"

Immediately, the hall became busy. Master Taiyi pulled Yang Xiaochan and Ao Ji, who had shrunk, and led them to the gate of the hall, where they stopped Yang Jian and Ao Xinke.

"Follow one in front of each other," Daoist Taiyi ordered, grabbing some red silk and stuffing it into Yang Jian's hands, "Take this as a hydrangea ball. When you leave, you have to be in front and hold Xin Ke. Xin Ke can't look around with her spiritual sense, lest she be laughed at..."

Both Yang Jian and Ao Xinke kept nodding seriously.

Only then did Ao Ji come to his senses, this was actually a rehearsal in advance, so as not to make a fool of himself during the ceremony.

Woo--

There was a long sound of horns outside the Crystal Palace, three bursts in a row, followed by the sound of gongs and drums.

Ao Ji thought of the thousands of shrimp soldiers and crab generals who went out when he returned to the palace, he dared to go to the sea to play joy, and told those guests who had received invitations that the wedding date would be tomorrow.

"Hahaha," Daoist Taiyi clapped his hands and laughed, calling out to Lu Chunyang, who was a little nervous, and began to deliberate on the process of the big wedding.

Lu Chunyang is the master of ceremonies, in terms of status and friendship, he is the perfect candidate.

Besides, the sound of the horn just now was not played by an ordinary fairy weapon, it was the "Dragon Horn" of the East Sea Dragon Palace, which was made from a part of the dragon's horn that fell off from the ancestor dragon. When this thing was blown, all the dragons in the prehistoric world and in the three thousand worlds could hear the sound.

After three trumpets, a bell rang in the Crystal Palace. This bell was also unusual, named the 'Four Seas Bell', which was usually used to summon the Dragon Kings of the Four Seas, and it was directly played today.

The sound of bells and drums spread throughout the flood.

All of a sudden, streams of light swept across the prehistoric region, with the most in Central China and the least in Beiju Luzhou. Even in the barren Xiniu Hezhou, several streams of light flew towards the East China Sea.

Figures also flew up from the coast of the East China Sea, they were the guests who had been waiting here for a long time, rushing to eat and drink.

Streams of light flowed from the ancient pilgrimage roads. Da Luo rode in a car, Jin Xian rode a cloud boat, and countless figures from the three thousand worlds came. The Crystal Palace occupies a vast area, otherwise today's banquet may not be able to accommodate.

The East China Sea really seemed to be boiling.

Nanzhou, East China Sea bells, dozens of streamers flew to the East China Sea, they were the disciples of Chanjiao walking around Nanzhou.

At a peak three hundred miles away from Chaoge City, dozens of figures gathered here, discussing something.

These are Jiejiao immortals, without exception, and the leader is still Zhao Gongming, he is the highest seniority, surrounded by several quasi-sages and a group of great Luos.

A female fairy asked: "Brother Zhao, Yang Jian is getting married, shall we go or not?"

"It stands to reason that we should go," Zhao Gongming pondered a few times, a little undecided.

"What are you going to do?" Chang-er Ding Guangxian snorted coldly, "These evangelists want to kill us and send us all to the list of gods! It's okay to smash the scene!"

"Long ears!" Zhao Gongming frowned and scolded, "How dare you say such words? The three teachings are originally a family, and the battle of elucidation and interception is also a family affair of the Daoist sect. Now, nephew Yang Jian married Zulong's daughter, even if we don't go to congratulate him, we should send gifts out of reason!"

Immortal Chang-eared Dingguang's eyes flickered a little, she lowered her head and said nothing, but the corners of her mouth curled slightly, as if showing disdain.

Zhao Gongming said: "You guys think, should we go to Donghai?"

The immortals of Jiejiao immediately opened their mouths, some said not to go, some said to go, some said to choose some of the most capable disciples of the third generation to take them there, and took the opportunity to show off Yang Jian's limelight.

Zhao Gongming's head was about to explode...

call out!

A brilliant spiritual light flashed over Nanzhou; the immortals of Jiejiao suddenly fell silent, because a small sword landed in front of Zhao Gongming and turned slowly.

Zhao Gongming's complexion changed, and he hurried forward. A chuckle came from the little sword, and someone said in a very clear voice:

"The Taoist sect was robbed, and Ding's vitality was greatly damaged. Yang Jian is the general of the Taoist sect's resurgence. On his wedding day, I will teach my disciples to celebrate together. Don't cause trouble. Conferred gods and catastrophes, each depends on his own ability. Don't hurt the original spirit of the family."

call out--

The little sword turned into a stream of light and dissipated in the sky. A group of Jiejiao immortals bowed their heads and sat down, saying: "Follow the order of the leader (teacher)."

Zhao Gongming sighed softly, and said with a smile: "Let's go, we will go to the East China Sea together. I never thought that the teacher would value Nephew Yang Jian so much."

"The teacher said that he is the general of the Daoist ZTE. Could it be that the conferred gods are in disaster, and the teaching is doomed to fail?"

"Hmph, they want to beat us? It's like wishful thinking!"

"Okay! Don't say a few words!" Zhao Gongming frowned and reprimanded, "If anyone doesn't follow the teacher's advice, the consequences will be weighed by themselves."

All the immortals quickly bowed their heads, suppressing their dissatisfaction with the explanation for the time being, followed Zhao Gongming, and flew to the East China Sea.

Not long after, hundreds of streamers flew near Jin'ao Island in the South China Sea, and flew towards the East China Sea together. Most of the strong men who intercepted the teachings were mobilized.

In the main hall of Dragon Palace, Taoist Huanglong stared at Prime Minister Gui in front of him, and yelled out: "What? Uncle Master actually ordered the disciples of Jiejiao to come to congratulate? A group of Jiejiao immortals are coming towards the East China Sea?"

"I'm afraid the visitor is not kind," Chi Jingzi pondered a few times, took out a jade talisman, threw it lightly, and the jade talisman disappeared immediately.

Chi Jingzi was decisive, and directly sacrificed the Yuxu order!

Daoist Yuding said from the side: "Since the uncle has ordered, there will be no troubles, why is there such a big fanfare?"

Chi Jingzi, who is usually upright and strong, said at this time: "Yang Jian is a disciple of our Yuxu Palace, don't let them compare his aura."

Yuding smiled bitterly, really not knowing how to answer.

The clear waters of the East China Sea are also gradually becoming muddled...