The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After being exposed by Yang Jian, the complexions of these Jiejiaoxians suddenly changed, and there was a little murderous intent in their eyes.

If one is not good, they will be ruined today!

A group of people plotted against a disciple of Yuxu Palace who didn't have much mana. Not only did they fail to kill them, but they also exposed their whereabouts early, and were played by Yang Jian in the applause.

Such incompetence really made them furious, with layers of killing intent in their hearts.

Yang Jian stood in the air with a long spear, looked down at these people, and waited for them to continue to attack.

"Walk!"

A gasping cry came from the forest below; where the smoke and dust drifted, the middle-aged immortal who was beaten by Yang Jian flew up, clutching his chest.

Several disciples of the third generation of Jiejiao asked in astonishment: "Uncle?"

"Go! Today my skills are inferior to others, and I am no match for him," the middle-aged immortal looked resigned, but his eyes were determined, "Don't ask me to say any more, you guys go away, I will stop him for a while!"

"Uncle, let's attack together, we can take him down no matter what!"

"Uncle!"

"Do you still see me as my uncle!" The middle-aged immortal scolded angrily, "Go!"

These three generations of Jiejiao disciples were full of unwillingness, but they could only bow their heads and obey, and turned around to leave.

The middle-aged immortal took a deep breath, staring at Yang Jian standing in the air, all his energy was locked on Yang Jian.

"Boring," Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled, put away the three-pointed and two-edged gun, turned around and flew towards Chaoge City without saying anything.

Jiejiao Xianren always valued friendship, although the situation at this time was a bit bloody, it also made Yang Jian feel a little bit.

Several Jiejiao immortals were stunned, wondering why Yang Jian took the initiative to leave when he had the upper hand.

Could it be that the elders of the teacher's sect are here?

One after another, the consciousness scattered, the moon was bright and the stars were thin, the mountains and forests were empty, and Yang Jian's figure had already flown to Chaoge City, but where was the shadow of their elders?

"Let's go," the middle-aged immortal sighed slightly with a sad face, "Go back, that Jiang Shang, it doesn't matter if you don't kill him."

"If Yang Jian reports this matter, what should we do?"

"Don't worry," the middle-aged immortal waved his hand, attracting a white cloud, carrying several nephews towards the South China Sea, "Then Yang Jian is only a disciple of the third generation of teaching, but he beat me to such a disgrace. It's just that I am inferior to others, and it has nothing to do with you."

The younger Jiejiao immortals were silent for a while, knowing that it was the middle-aged male immortals protecting them, their hearts were even more depressed, and their Dao heart was also covered with a layer of haze.

"Fellow Daoists! Fellow Daoists...Fellow Daoists, please stay!"

A shout came from the forest, and for some reason, several people stopped at the same time and looked down.

It was Shen Gongbao who came here in a hurry, and bowed to them, "Fellow Taoists, are you going back to Jin'ao Island?"

"Hmph!" The middle-aged immortal looked angry, but didn't say anything.

Shen Gongbao hurriedly said: "Then Yang Jian has already understood my plan, and I really can't continue to be a disciple of explaining education! I also hope that Jiejiao will take me in! I am very grateful, and I will do like a dog!"

"Forget it, follow us back, today's matter is not due to your miscalculation," the middle-aged fairy waved his hand in a dispirited manner, and continued to ride the clouds forward.

Shen Gongbao obviously breathed a sigh of relief, and also rode on the cloud, not far behind them.

Because he was jealous of Jiang Shang, he helped Jie Jiaoxian to deceive Jiang Shang, and planned to kill him to win the list of gods. Before the Dongchuang incident, it was reasonable to want to invest in Jinao Island.

But the few people who left with Shen Gongbao did not notice that for a moment, Shen Gongbao had an inexplicable smile on his mouth, and his eyes were somewhat...

Too deep.

What calculations are involved in this will not be mentioned for the time being.

On the snow peak where Shen Gongbao took Yang Jian, the figure of 'Yang Jian' stood up slowly, turned into a wisp of profound energy, returned to Chaoge City, and slipped into the palm of Yang Jian's real body.

Just a little blindfolded.

Then he said that Yang Jian went back to Chaoge City, found the roof of a tall building and fell down, and dragged Jiang Shang out of the Xuangui belt.

"never mind."

"Here..." Jiang Shang sat on the ground and turned his head to look around. When he realized that he had returned to Chaoge City, he breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly stood up and bowed to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian stepped aside, after all, Jiang Shang was his uncle and could not accept his courtesy.

"Thank you for the rescue, righteous man!" Jiang Shanggang experienced a life and death, and he also regarded Yang Jian as a lifesaver.

Yang Jian waved his hands, sat on the eaves, and said with a smile, "I am Yang Jian, a disciple of Yuding Daoist in Yuxu Palace, and I am a generation younger than you in terms of seniority. Sit down, Uncle Jiang Shang."

"Don't dare, dare not," Jiang Shang waved his hands again and again, standing behind Yang Jian, his old face was full of sadness.

He thought that he had achieved nothing in Taoism, and was almost killed by a black cat; he also thought that he wanted to devote himself to official career, be appointed as a prince and worship minister, but he had no idea, and his thoughts were complicated for a while, and his Taoism faintly regressed.

If Jiang Shang knew that Yang Jian had murdered him before he was born, I don't know what he would think.

It's a pity that the current Jiang Shang is the man appointed by Yuanshi Tianzun to confer the gods, and he cannot be killed or insulted.

I'd better persuade him a few more words, take the opportunity to make friends, and seek more benefits for myself.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Why, are you scared?"

"Oh," Jiang Shang sighed, bowed his hands to Yang Jian, and sat on the eaves.

Seeing that Yang Jian is so young, he already has such means; he has spent forty years in the Kunlun Mountains, and now his gray hair is gray, and his heart is even more desolate.

"I'm not frightened, I just feel that Yang... Younger brother Yang is young and promising, but I am old and useless. It's a pity."

Yang Jian looked at Jiang Shang a few times, and felt a little strange in his heart. Could it be that Jiang Shang doesn't know too much about cultivating Taoism? Just learned some Taoism?

"Uncle Jiang doesn't know that monks have the ability to keep their appearance..."

"Well, I am weak in morality, so I can't do it." Jiang Shang sighed again and again, "I was lucky enough to worship in the holy place of Kunlun Mountain, but I was told by my master that I have no predestined relationship with immortals. Therefore, I want to join the court again, but this court is ruled by a traitor. Really... Sigh."

This full of complaints, Yang Jian is also a little bit too much.

"As the saying goes, aspirations don't come at a young age," Yang Jian coughed, "If Uncle Jiang is full of talent and learning, why can't he treat each other with peace of mind? You practice Taoism, and your lifespan is much higher than ordinary people. At this time, you are only equivalent to a mature man, and there are many chances."

"Having said that... alas."

Yang Jian asked: "Uncle Jiang Shang should have heard about the conferred gods when he went down the mountain."

"The matter of conferring the gods was indeed entrusted to me by Master," Jiang Shang nodded, and said, "But I haven't fully understood the details of this matter. Master just said that someone will help me when the time is right. The destiny is fixed, and I don't need to worry too much."

Yang Jian asked back: "Since this is the case, why should Uncle Jiang Shang worry about the future? The words of the master are certainly not wrong."

Jiang Shang squeezed an ugly smile and didn't know what to say.

Yang Jian also probably understood a little bit.

Looking at Jiang Shang, one cannot regard him as a pure cultivator, but rather as a secular 'strange man' who has a destiny and a body but does not want to practice, and only wants to strive for wealth and honor for a lifetime.

Immortal fate, wealth and honor, all of them have their own desires, and there is no distinction between high and low.

But different ways do not conspire with each other, and Yang Jian didn't bother to explain anything to him, so he got up and left.

Before leaving, he asked Jiang Shang to be more careful, so that he would not be killed by the demon again.

Jiang Shang thanked again and again, and wanted to invite Yang Jian to his house as a guest to thank him; but Yang Jian pushed that he still had something important to do, so he drove away from Chaoge City.

Do you want to help Jiang Shang?

Yang Jian stroked his chin and calculated backwards and forwards. At this time, Jiang Shang should have already become an official...

That's right, the pipa essence died in his own hands. Without the part of burning the pipa essence, Jiang Shang naturally lost Bigan's recommendation, and lost the opportunity to demonstrate Taoism in front of Di Xin.

"If because of this incident, Jiang Shang is unknown and lost days..."

Yang Jian thought about it carefully, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The number of days is not unchangeable; his previous arrangement finally has some effect.

In this way, Jiang Shang is really unkillable?

Yang Jian suppressed the thoughts that came to his mind. After all, he and Jiang Shang have no grievances, and there is no need to kill him to gain benefits.

He went back to Qianyuan Mountain first, and reported to his uncle what happened tonight; although Master Taiyi wondered why Yang Jian would let those Jiejiao immortals go, but Jiang was fine, so Master Taiyi didn't ask any more questions.

"Master, can you tell me to do something?" Yang Jian volunteered.

If there is nothing wrong with Taiyi, Yang Jian will go to Yuxu Palace to see if there is anything that needs to be done by himself, so as to help the master.

The seventy-second Profound Bead should not be rushed, if you want to be in a hurry, you can’t rush it. Mysterious skills are improving slightly every day, and that Profound Bead is slowly taking shape...

Master Taiyi thought for a while, and said: "Recently, Nezha's doom will be revealed. I discussed this matter with Donghai Dragon Palace before, and it has probably been settled. Why don't you go to Chentangguan for me, and you will protect Nezha when he crosses the catastrophe. Don't let him lose his soul."

Yang Jian frowned, and said in a low voice: "Since Master knows that he is in trouble, why don't you help him melt away?"

"This is both a catastrophe and a great opportunity," Master Taiyi smiled, "It is difficult to become a great weapon with a mere mortal body. I have prepared a spirit treasure incarnation for him, so we must not waste it."

"This..." Yang Jian didn't refute, because he couldn't refute.

He can't say that in order to make Nezha feel happier, let Nezha give up his extraordinary lotus real body...

"Uncle, when will Nezha's catastrophe come?"

"It has not been decided, it could be as short as a few days, or as long as a few years," Taiyi Daoist handed Yang Jian a jade talisman, "Take this thing, if there is something urgent, crush it, and I will show up."

Yang Jian put away the jade talisman, bowed to the real Taiyi, turned around and walked out of here, and drove to Chentangguan on a cloud.

Lingzhuzi can be regarded as his brother, and Master Taiyi has taken care of him a lot, so he should do his best in Nezha's calamity.

Since the uncle has already prepared everything for Nezha, then he should take care of Nezha's own feelings.

"Li Jing didn't go to Donghai last time, so I don't know what happened."

Thinking so, Yang Jian began to try hard to recall the stories of Nezha.

First, he killed Yacha and Ao Bing by mistake, and then stopped Yang Jian's elder brother, the Dragon King of the East China Sea, to go to the sky to file a complaint, and took off the Dragon King's dragon scale... Then, he used the Qiankun bow to accidentally kill the boy who sat down Shiji Empress, causing a battle between Shiji Empress and Taiyi Zhenren, who was directly accepted by Taiyi Immortal.

Then it was persecuted by the Dragon Palace, Nezha cut his flesh and bones to return his parents, his body died and his soul was immortal...

"Why is this little child so stubborn?"

Yang Jian pursed his lips and rushed straight to Chentangguan.

If it wasn't for Nezha, he would really like to stay with his wife in Meishan, and wait until Jiang Ziya enters Xiqi, and the four generals of the Demon family march westward, and then formally ascend the platform of the gods.

That's all, it's also a natural toil.