The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Nezha died at Chentangguan. The real Taiyi who had been waiting for Nezha's soul to return at Qianyuan Mountain waited but there was no news. Fearing that something might go wrong, he also found Chentangguan.

Master Taiyi naturally bumped into Yang Jian. Yang Jian pointed at the family of three who were reluctant to leave in the front yard of Li's mansion, and smiled helplessly.

"Uncle, do you have to do this?"

"If you don't have the experience of the seven emotions, how can you get the fruit of the Tao?"

Master Taiyi said something with a smile, as if he had let go of something on his mind, and felt relaxed.

He looked at Yang Jian and handed over a sword, which was the Tai'a sword.

"That Shiji was burned to death by me, can you take a fancy to this sword?"

Yang Jian took the sword and threw it into Xuan Gui's belt. Now that his family has a big business, these treasures are of course not rejected. Even if he doesn't use it, he can give it to his subordinates.

This can be regarded as Yang Jian's reward for guarding the Lingzhu here.

Daoist Taiyi was also afraid that Yang Jian would be worried, so he told Yang Jian one by one about his plan to build a temple for Nezha to receive incense and worship, and then use Linglian jade root to reshape his real body for Nezha.

"After three years, I'm afraid your junior brother is not as good as you." Master Taiyi said calmly.

The arrangements he made for Lingzhuzi were actually stimulated by the speed of Yang Jian's rise, and he wanted Lingzhuzi to compete with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian smiled helplessly, raised his hand, and forced the figure in Li's mansion back, and the mansion was full of crying again.

"Master," Lingzhuzi bowed forward, Master Taiyi nodded, without saying anything, he put the soul of Lingzhuzi in a jade gourd for warming.

Master Taiyi said: "I still have to do something for him, I'm going back to the mountains first, do you have other things, nephew?"

Yang Jian groaned for a while, and then asked by voice: "Master, the person who conferred the gods, is it irreversible?"

Daoist Taiyi was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Yang Jian to ask this.

Earlier, Yang Jian asked Master Yuding the same question, and Yuding's answer was "Flying bears can't be killed".

Yang Jian therefore dispelled the idea of ​​plotting against Jiang Ziya.

But before, Yang Jian was ordered to guard Jiang Ziya and saved Jiang Ziya's life, but he also heard Jiang Ziya's complaints.

When Jiang Ziya was supposed to be an official in business, he still set up a fortune-telling stall in Chaoge City. Does this count as changing his destiny?

Although this is just a trivial matter, Yang Jian saw the opportunity here. If Jiang Ziya, who can calculate, has nowhere to go, or... In short, let his master be the person who conferred the gods, it will definitely add a lot of luck to the master.

Master Taiyi looked at Yang Jian, smiled suddenly, and said, "Flying bears must not be killed."

Yang Jian's face suddenly collapsed.

Really unkillable?

The smile on the corner of Master Taiyi's mouth is quite meaningful, "The teacher once said that flying bears cannot be killed. But remember, just don't kill them."

After finishing speaking, Master Taiyi patted Yang Jian on the shoulder, took a step forward, and had already gone to Zhongshenzhou.

Yang Jian stood in the air and thought hard, always feeling that he had caught a ray of light, but he couldn't comprehend it.

Fei Xiong is a man appointed by heaven to enshrine the gods and cannot be killed.

Shen Gongbao fooled a few Jiejiao immortals to attack Jiang Ziya, but he said that Jiang Ziya had a list of gods on his body, as long as he took the list of gods, he would naturally take the initiative to become a god.

But the list of gods is still in the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun, and it will be given to Jiang Ziya only after the catastrophe of the gods is over, and Jiang Ziya will read it with it.

Therefore, the method of seizing the Conferred God List is not feasible.

Then, what else can I do?

"Master Nephew Yang Jian?" A soft call came from behind, and Yang Jian immediately came back to his senses, and subconsciously grabbed a three-pointed double-edged gun, and when he turned his head to look, he saw an old fairy flying in the clouds.

Yang Jian hurriedly saluted, "I have met Master Du'er."

"Well," Daoist Du'er nodded lightly, looked towards Li's mansion, stood there with his hands behind his back, his face a bit embarrassed.

Yang Jian was a little puzzled, and asked, "Why did Master come here?"

"Look at the chief soldier in the mansion, he is also my disciple." Daoist Du'er smiled a little awkwardly, "When he was seeking Taoism in the mountains, I calculated that he would have three sons, and all three sons would be enlisted in Chanjiao. It was inappropriate to worship my brothers and sisters of the same generation as teachers, so I sent him back to the secular world."

Yang Jian nodded clearly and continued to listen.

Master Du'er sighed: "Before he lost his beloved son, he made a great oath in his heart, asking Taoism to cultivate immortals in order to protect his wife's heirs. I couldn't bear it, so I came here to teach him the method of cultivation."

"So that's how it is," Yang Jian nodded lightly, and with a thought, he took out the Tai'a sword and handed it to Daoist Du'er.

Daoist Du'er was about to push back, but Yang Jian said: "This sword just happened to be given to Zongbing Li. I don't want to show up, I'm afraid it will hurt his heart. It's a small thing I do for my younger brother."

This seniority is really a bit chaotic.

"Good," Daoist Du'er nodded with a smile, took the sword, and asked Yang Jian, "Will that little technique earlier be beneficial to my nephew?"

With shame on his face, Yang Jian cupped his hands and said, "I've been running all the time, but I never got the chance to practice."

Master Du'er took out a jade tablet from his sleeve, and said with a smile: "Some time ago, I was traveling in the prehistoric region, and I accidentally learned the method of opening mouth. The master and nephew can learn from the two methods, and maybe they can comprehend new supernatural powers."

"Thank you, uncle," Yang Jian didn't refuse, and took the jade talisman.

Watching the real person Du'er descend into Li's mansion, he made a salute to the real person Du'er, turned around and headed towards Chaoge City.

I got the 'hum' method before, and now I have the 'ha' method. Go back and give it to Guo Shen and Zhijian. We also get two hum-ha goalkeepers in Meishan.

The matter of the Lingzhuzi is over for the time being, and Yang Jian can finally breathe a sigh of relief.

Nezha died, and it would take three years to reshape his lotus body. With Master Taiyi guarding behind him, he didn't have to worry too much.

Daoist Du'er went to teach Li Jing how to practice. This should be regarded as the number of days. After all, Li Jing was highly valued by the Jade Emperor in the heavenly court after he became a god, and he gradually achieved the position of the general of the heavenly army.

What benefits did the original Yang Jian get from conferring gods?

When the "Four Generals of the Demon Family" crusade against Xiqi, the original Yang Jian appeared early, and became the food supervisor of the Zhou army with a skill not inferior to that of the second generation of Chanjiao.

From the time when he heard that the grand master was attacking Xiqi, to when Xiqi's army marched eastward, Yang Jian was only the general who supervised the food supply. He didn't have the chance to appear on the stage at all.

But when he was enshrining the gods, Yang Jian didn't get any reward at all, so he was busy for nothing.

——He is the Marshal of the Heavenly Court, and the reward for conferring the gods is to go to the Heavenly Court to become a god, and Yang Jian can't be sealed again.

Nezha was also conferred the title of Great God of the Three Altars Haihui, and Yang Jian was still Erlang Xianshengzhenjun.

In short, white has been busy.

"I can't do my best to please you," Yang Jian murmured a little depressed. Unknowingly, he had arrived in Chaoge City, found a random restaurant, ordered some delicacies, and drank by himself.

Fei Xiong cannot be killed, even if he is killed, the master will help him survive.

The people the saint wants to protect, there are really few people in the wild who can really kill them; one is that they have no courage, and the other is that they do not have the strength.

Why did the master choose Jiang Ziya as the person who conferred the gods? The way of heaven? It shouldn't be, maybe it's just that Yuanshi Tianzun finds Jiang Ziya more pleasing to the eye.

"Tsk," Yang Jian shook his head, picked up the wine glass, but put it down again.

Sitting there at this moment, he seemed to be just a stronger mortal youth, but although his profound energy could be contained and his aura could be concealed, his incipient bearing and majesty were hard to conceal.

Suddenly, I heard a whining call from beside me...

"Hey, this little brother, is he alone?"

Yang Jian glanced coldly, and saw two wealthy women wearing gold and silver, one of them was swaying the waist of a water snake, coming gracefully.

Yang Jian didn't speak, but the look in his eyes was enough to make people dare not get close. The two women wanted to come over and join the table with Yang Jian. Seeing Yang Jian's good-looking face and pleasing figure, they could make a good relationship.

At this time in the prehistoric secular world, Confucianism and Taoism were not yet developed. Although virtues were advocated, even if they were not virtuous, they would be ridiculed at most, and there was no folk torture like soaking in pig cages.

Therefore, there are many women who don't care about their own reputation and only care about being happy overnight.

"Sister, let's go, his eyes are so scary."

"Huh! Just when I have a few catties! Let's go and have fun with Mr. Luo!"

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled when he heard the words, and continued to eat and drink, sorting out his thoughts...

He talked with Jiang Shang, and Jiang Shang once said that he only wanted to be a marquis and a minister, and the few Taoist skills he knew could only prolong his life, and it was impossible to live forever, so he died of his desire to seek immortality.

The wine glass Yang Jian was holding suddenly stopped by his mouth, and he suddenly smiled.

He seemed to understand something.

The reason why the ancestor chose Jiang Shang to be the person who conferred the gods, or in other words, the reason why Tiandao chose Jiang Shang was because Jiang Shang had no intention of immortality at all.

And Jiang Ziya conferred the gods, and did not confer any official position on himself!

If it was Guang Chengzi, or Shen Gongbao and his ilk, it would be unavoidable to be biased, there would be partiality, and there might be many changes in Fengshen.

A person who is a god can't be included in the list of gods? !

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and continued to think, the aura in his mind became brighter and brighter.

After a while, he threw down the wine glass, first shook his head and chuckled, then laughed twice, threw down a piece of gold cake, stepped away from the restaurant, turned a street corner, and disappeared in thin air.

This is exactly:

Erlang realizes that there is no reason to kill, and Fei Xiong cannot escape a plot.

There is a demon wind in Chaoge City, who knows that there is no other intention here.