The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After Prime Minister Gui's words fell, all the powerful Taoists in the palace stood up and looked at the gate of the palace.

Xuandu, the only person passed on by Lao Tzu, the first disciple of Renjiao, the great disciple of Taoism...

All these auras that Da Luo Jinxian didn't dare to look directly at were all set on the young man who had just walked into the main hall, but they were offset by his own lazy and leisurely temperament, and he didn't feel oppressed in the slightest.

"Greetings to Uncle Master," Yang Jian bowed calmly, and when he looked up at Xuandu, he was obviously much more relaxed.

Master Xuandu walked forward with a smile, patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, and said, "Not bad, not bad."

If he only said these two are good, then there must be a deep meaning, but he never expected that Xuandu would add a kindly eyebrow behind him: "Most dragon girls are of excellent physique, especially the daughters of ancestor dragons. You have to work harder, don't lie on the bed, and lose the face of our human race."

Yang Jian didn't choke himself to death in one breath, so he could only smile awkwardly and looked at Xuandu a few more times.

Did Master Bo come through? Why is it so detached? It's not like the second-generation sects of Chanjiao and Jiejiao. It can really be called "unrestrained".

"This thing is with you, right as a congratulatory gift."

Master Xuandu threw a jade bottle into Yang Jian's hands, as if he was throwing a bottle of aphrodisiac that he made easily.

Yang Jian took it respectfully, and didn't open it to see what it was. It might be Zhuang...

Master Xuandu's actions are so unexpected that people are caught off guard.

Just as Yang Jian was about to put away the bottle of elixir, real Yuding appeared beside Yang Jian out of thin air, and said, "Senior Brother Xuandu, this thing is too precious."

"Hey, what are you talking about? Why can't you make it happen on a happy day?" Xuandu took two steps forward, and put his arm around Reverend Yuding's broad shoulders casually, "I see that among the three generations of Taoist disciples, there are not many who can catch their eyes, and there are few who have achieved success in cultivating the body. This thing is just right for him."

Yang Jian was surprised for a while, looking at the elixir in his hand.

Could it be that Yuan Shen Taoist couldn't bear the strong... Cough, panacea?

Master Yuding saw that Xuandu had made up his mind, so he could only sigh softly, he couldn't let Xuandu give this gift in vain without others knowing.

Yu Ding looked at Yang Jian and said, "This pill is called Jiuzhuan Bajue Pill, also known as Jiuzhuan Bajuedi Pill. Jiuzhuan means perfection, and it is the ultimate alchemy. Since ancient times, there have only been two furnaces of Batianjuedi Pill, both of which were refined by masters. The only ones who have achieved Nine Turns are these few in your hand."

Yang Jian was about to salute and thank Master Xuandu, but Master Yuding said something about the pill, which made Yang Jian hesitate whether to return the pill.

What Yu Ding said was: "The reason why this elixir is precious is its main medicine, Pangu's blood, which is hard to find in this world."

A pill made from Pangu's divine blood? !

No wonder he dared to dominate the world!

But hearing what Yuding said, all the immortals in the palace were shocked.

In this world, anything related to the word Pangu and the word Kaitian is a treasure in the eyes of monks.

Not to mention the elixir made from the blood of the great god Pangu! It is also the nine-turn magic pill refined by the sage Lao Tzu himself!

Yang Jian obviously hesitated, but he still held the elixir with both hands, handed it to Xuandu, and said in a deep voice: "This thing is too expensive, my nephew dare not accept it, please ask my uncle to exchange it for a congratulatory gift."

"What?" The corner of Master Xuandu's mouth twitched.

He didn't want to give this elixir away, even though he didn't need it himself, it was always a treasure if he kept it.

But the teacher had an order, no matter what he wanted Yang Jian to accept the bottle of elixir, and he had to watch Yang Jian swallow the elixir.

"Won't you give me some skin?"

How dare Yang Jian not give face to Master Xuandu? Looking at Master, Daoist Yuding nodded lightly, then thanked again and again, and put away the bottle of elixir.

Master Xuandu frowned and said, "You don't like this pill, can't you?"

"Master, why did you say that? I cultivate a physical body, and this elixir is a treasure to me." Yang Jian couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the Great Master Xuandu, so he asked back with a dumbfounding smile.

"In that case, why not eat now."

Yang Jian froze for a moment, glanced at Master, and felt that Master was being controlled by Master Xuandu's neck, and nodded again.

Forget it, eat as soon as you eat, good things come sooner rather than later.

Faintly, Yang Jian felt that Master Xuandu's trip had a lot of meaning.

Let's talk about the timing of Xuandu's appearance, just at the delicate moment when the two sects are confronting dragons and tigers. He appeared on the stage and used the name of the Daoist master brother to suppress Guangchengzi and Duobao Taoist, so that neither sect of the two sects could be angry.

Then he directly sent Yang Jian Jiuzhuan Bajue Pill, Yu Ding pointed out that this pill was refined with the blood of Pan Gu, and Master Xuandu asked Yang Jian to take it on the spot...

This link is linked together, and I always feel that it is arranged in advance.

Yang Jian took out the bottle of elixir, and carefully poured out one of the three elixir while Xuandu was watching.

Xuandu said: "Eat it all, don't leave any residue."

"this……"

Is the uncle trying to support him to death?

Yuding said: "Nine-turn pills are divided into three types, nine-turn spirit pills, nine-turn gold pills, and nine-turn god pills. The magic pills are unique and rare, just eat them all."

Yang Jian was a little apprehensive in his heart, always feeling that he would be overwhelmed today.

But Xuandu opened his mouth, and the master also said the same thing, and he couldn't refuse, so he poured out all three pills immediately.

Suddenly, a stench filled the hall.

But what accompanied the stench was a striking dao rhyme.

The originally silent hall was broken by a chuckle. Many Daoist immortals frowned and looked at the place where the laughter came from. Seeing that it was a young man disguised as a man in the corner, they didn't blame much.

Yang Jian opened his mouth and poured the elixir into his mouth, not daring to chew it, and swallowed it directly.

Master Xuandu nodded in satisfaction, but the smile on the corner of his mouth was a bit painful no matter how he looked at it.

"Thank you uncle for your kindness." Yang Jian bowed again, but before he could raise his head, he frowned and covered his chest.

Master Xuandu said in a gentle voice: "Junior Brother Yuding, take him to find a place where there is no one to rest for a few hours, and come back to hold a big ceremony after the medicine is cured."

"Good," Yu Ding said softly, and Xuan Du had already gone to find Lord Long to hook his shoulders.

"Is it okay to delay for a few hours?"

The Dragon King hurriedly said: "It's nothing, it's nothing, the Archmage please take your seat."

Xuan Du nodded with a smile, raised his hand and stretched his sleeves, and walked towards the Taoist group of immortals.

"I've seen Senior Brother Xuandu."

"Big brother."

All the immortals rushed forward to pay respects, and many Jiejiao disciples who also had proud disciples, even if they were a little depressed, they did not dare to show it in front of Master Xuandu.

On the contrary, all the disciples of Chanjiao were smiling.

As for Yang Jian, who had been taken by Yu Ding to nowhere, he went to dissolve the medicine.

Daoism has always respected rules and respected the elders and the younger. On this occasion, the Dragon King had no choice but to give up his seat and invite Xuandu to take the seat.

Grand Master Xuandu smiled and said, "You can't do things that make the guest usurp the host. The Dragon King just moved a chair for me. I can't sit on your golden dragon chair."

The Dragon King immediately ordered: "Come here, take down the golden chair and replace it with two chairs."

"Please," Master Xuandu and the Dragon King both made a gesture of invitation, and sat on the main seat. Xuan Du glanced at the Taoist masters standing around, and said with a smile: "Junior brothers and sisters, please sit down. Today is the day of Yang Jian's grand nephew. Don't fight, and don't curse. It is rare for the three religions to gather so many disciples. Let's talk about Taoism and drink wine today, so that the whole Taoist sect can enjoy the scene."

All the immortals bowed and said, "No."

At that moment, Daoist Duobao took the Immortal Jiejiao to his seat, and sat on the left and right side of Xuandu together with Guang Chengzi.

The gathering of the first disciples of the three religions was truly a rare scene. Outside the main hall, many interested people stopped to watch, but none of them dared to take a step into the main hall.

Master Xuandu smiled and said: "Why, it was quite lively before, but there was no movement when I came?"

"Come on," Zhao Gongming said with a smile, "Let's respect Senior Brother Xuandu."

Master Xuandu laughed and cursed: "You have drunk the wedding wine before Yang Jian comes back. I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

Zhao Gongming stood there in embarrassment, looking at his elder brother a little depressed.

Taoist Duobao squinted and smiled, but did not answer.

Xuandu looked at Daoist Taiyi who was sitting not far away, and said with a light smile: "Junior Taiyi is getting more and more handsome, why don't we wait for this matter and drink and have fun together?"

Master Taiyi snorted, moved his buttocks, looked aside, and ignored the elder brother of this sect.

Guang Chengzi said: "I would also like to invite Brother Xuandu to give a lecture on the Sutra of Natural Taoism. I was quite touched when I heard it last time. Today it is rare for all my fellow disciples to gather together. It should be such a blessing."

"Forget it," Master Xuandu leaned on the back of the chair and adjusted a comfortable posture, "Everyone, brothers and sisters, listen carefully, Daoyun Natural Wonderful Heart Sutra..."

At the moment, Xuandu began to talk about the Dao of Nature, and the rhyme of the Tao formed a lotus flower and floated gently.

But these are situations that can only be seen by Taoist disciples.

Hearing that Xuan wanted to preach, the non-Taoist immortals and people from the Dragon Palace were shocked, and they all looked at Master Xuandu, but they couldn't hear the natural way, and couldn't see the Daoyun lotus.

Non-Taoist disciples could only see Master Xuandu closing his eyes and relaxing, as if he had fallen asleep.

The Tao cannot be seen, and the Dharma cannot be heard.

Just this one-handed preaching ability really makes people dissatisfied.

Master Xuandu gave the lecture, and the banquet continued in various parts of the Dragon Palace, but Yang Jian, one of the protagonists of the day, was carried by the master to flee tens of thousands of miles to an unnamed island.

Entering a pool of water, Yang Jian sat down cross-legged, his mind was dazed, his whole body was hot, and his breathing became extremely heavy.

Master Yuding's hands flickered, and a large formation quietly formed, causing the vitality of heaven and earth within ten thousand miles to flow into Yang Jian's body.

"Hold the essence and keep the one, hold the heart and keep the persistence."

Master Yuding said in a low voice, Yang Jian nodded reluctantly, tried to breathe steadily, and really felt as if he had exploded.

Fortunately, this is the Nine Turns Pill, if it wasn't for the Nine Turns Bajue Pill, it was just the Bajue Pill, and if the three were served together, Yang Jian must have been blown out by now.

The medicine given by Xuandu is the medicine given by Laozi, but why did the Taiqing sage take such care of himself?

While Yang Jian relieved the effect of the medicine, this doubt arose in his heart. He suddenly remembered the iron plate, and thought of the things Houtu Niangniang said.

‘Saint, you are helping me practice, do you want me to try to prove the way with strength? '

Yang Jian sighed softly in his heart, always feeling that the power he gained in this way does not belong to him.

After clearing away distracting thoughts, Yang Jian yelled loudly, and a divine light suddenly burst out from his forehead.

"Walking alone on the road!"

Standing beside Yu Ding raised his brows, a Dao rhyme suddenly appeared in the sky and earth, like a waterfall, swallowing Yang Jian with a bang.

Avenue resonance!