The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yuding's sudden sound really surprised many immortals.

Since ancient times, when Yuxu Palace gathers all the disciples for something, Daoist Yuding usually doesn't say a word, just sits there with closed eyes and rests his mind.

I never thought that I would speak today, but there was an inexplicable force that overwhelmed Manjusri, Puxian and other people who wanted to oppose, and couldn't speak for a while.

Master Taiyi smiled and said, "I also think that nephew Yang Jian can take on this important task."

"Good!" Taoist Huanglong and Chi Jingzi nodded at the same time, and Master Lingbao, Daoxing Tianzun, and Qingxu Daozhenjun also nodded at the same time.

In this way, seven of the twelve golden immortals supported, and the other five remained silent.

Standing there, Yang Jian was about to say no. It was a resignation from the heart. This job is really not luscious, and it has been stared at by the eyes of the whole world. It is not happy for more than 20 years...

The jade statue suddenly shone with light, and the majestic Dao rhyme spread, and all the disciples in the palace stood up and bowed their heads to the jade statue.

The saint is here!

A decree was slowly condensed in the light, and it fell into the hands of Guang Chengzi. Holding the decree, Guang Chengzi made a deep bow to the jade statue, took two steps forward, and when he turned around, his robe fluttered, quite majestic.

"Yang Jian, disciple of Yuxu, come forward and listen."

Yang Jian bowed his head forward, stood in front of Guang Chengzi, and knelt down to obey orders.

Guang Chengzi unfolded that will, and his thick voice circulated all over Kunlun Mountain, and then drifted to all corners of the world.

"Yuxu's disciple Yang Jian listens to the order!

Although I have practiced for less than a thousand years, Fuyuan is profound, part-time, and of good character, and I am also the Marshal of the Heavenly Court.

From today onwards, he will be in charge of the list of gods, bestow the seal of Daomen, give you the tools of the gods, restrain the disciples of the three religions who are on the list of gods, and use this to grant gods disasters, assist Mingjun, save all people from fire and water, and fill the vacancies in heaven! "

Guang Chengzi just read it out, and the will turned into a small jade talisman, which fell into Yang Jian's hands, with the word 'Tao' engraved on the front.

Another golden light floated from the jade statue of Yuanshi Tianzun and fell in front of Yang Jian. It looked like an ordinary wooden whip, three feet six inches long, with twenty-one sections;

Hit the magic whip!

Just give him a whip?

This is really retribution, it broke Jiang Shang's envoy of the gods, and he actually got himself into it!

it's ok...

Feeling the envious eyes behind him, Yang Jian didn't dare to be presumptuous in front of the sage, and immediately kowtowed to accept the order, raised his hands, and received the whip in his hands.

Master Yuding showed a gentle smile, while Master Taiyi curled his lips and muttered, "What's the benefit of this job?"

Except for Yang Jian himself, Daoist Taiyi, his master, the two people who knew the matter, and even Yuanshi Tianzun, all thought that Yang Jian wanted to take Jiang Shang and replace him, so he planned Jiang Shang.

Little did he know that Yang Jian wanted to gain some luck for his master, not to play himself in.

Things have come to this point, and nothing can be said to be sarcastic.

Yang Jian grabbed the magic whip and held the Taoist seal, and slowly stood up, dazed for a while.

What should I do next? Could it be that he turned into an old man and approached Ji Chang? Do you want to go fishing with a straight hook?

For a while, Yang Jian's mood was a little chaotic, and he felt somewhat sorry for Jiang Shang...

Guang Chengzi said: "You brothers and sisters, if you have nothing to do, you can leave. Nephew Yang Jian is with me. Teacher wants to see you."

Want to see the saint again?

Surprised in Yang Jian's heart, he turned his head to look at Master, only to find that Master, Master Taiyi and several other familiar Masters were no longer here.

In just a blink of an eye, all the immortals in the hall left, leaving only Yang Jian, Guang Chengzi, and the jade statue that gradually lost its brilliance.

"Nephew Yang Jian, come with me."

Guang Chengzi said something softly, turned and walked in front.

Yang Jian put away the magic whip and the Taoist seal, followed behind Guang Chengzi, bypassed the jade statue, and walked to the back of the hall.

There is also a palace gate here, but it has not been opened on weekdays.

Taking a step forward, the scenery in front of me changes. Before, I only saw fairy clouds, but when I walked into it, it was snowing heavily and the wind was icy.

Guang Chengzi walked in front with his hands behind his back, stepped in the wind and snow, and said with a smile: "My nephew is really smart to think of defeating Jiang Shang's achievements with his color."

Yang Jian's complexion changed, he lowered his head and said, "Master, please forgive me."

"Don't worry, this matter is nothing," Guang Chengzi said softly, "You have done everything thoroughly and have not exposed it. If the teacher hadn't mentioned it, I would have been fooled by you."

Yang Jian laughed twice.

Guang Chengzi said again: "Are you afraid that the teacher will punish you?"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded honestly, and said, "I dare not lie to Master Zu and Grand Master. I wanted to gain some luck for Master, so I plotted against Jiang Shang... It didn't hurt Jiang Shang's heart. I planned to wait for Master to become a god-conferring person and assist Ming Jun to stabilize the world, and then arrange for Jiang Shang to be an official in the court to fulfill his princely dream."

"Good," Guang Chengzi nodded lightly, "it's rare for you to think like this. Hong Huang has many schemes, but which one doesn't kill and blame at the first thought?"

Yang Jian was silent, not knowing how to respond.

The two walked on a chain bridge, and the mountain wall in front of them was cut open, and there was a courtyard inside, which looked simple according to the courtyard, but there was a certain kind of Taoism flowing.

Guang Chengzi said: "This place is called Sanyouju, the teacher values ​​it very much, don't touch anything."

"Yes," Yang Jian replied in a low voice, and followed Guang Chengzi across the iron chain bridge to the gate of the other courtyard.

The courtyard building is made of fences, but this fence is not trivial, it seems that it is an acquired spiritual root that is about to change.

There are three thatched huts in the small courtyard. Guang Chengzi came with Yang Jian. A middle-aged man walked out of the thatched hut on the left. Yang Jian couldn't see his face clearly, but felt the familiar Taoist rhyme.

Saint rhyme!

"Teacher, Yang Jian has brought you here." Guang Chengzi stood at the door and bowed to salute, while Yang Jian hurriedly kowtowed.

This is his master ancestor, he should worship him, and he must worship him.

"come in."

There are only three words, but the indescribable warmth and peace make people feel at ease, and they seem to hear the voice of heaven and earth, and feel a lot of feelings in their hearts.

From this point alone, it can be concluded that Yuanshi Tianzun's realm and cultivation base are stronger than that of Nuwa, who is also a saint.

How much stronger is Yang Jian, but he has no idea, he is too far away from this level.

Guang Chengzi took Yang Jian into the courtyard, and Yuanshi Tianzun sat on the deck chair under the tree, as if he was reminiscing about something, and the invisible face gave people an 'illusion' that he was smiling.

"Don't be restrained, sit down."

The two futons slowly condensed on the ground, and Guang Chengzi sat down immediately, closing his eyes to practice; Yang Jian also nodded quickly, and sat in front of the sage master, not daring to breathe.

Yuanshi Tianzun opened his mouth, but what he asked was: "Have you met the owner of the Chaos Clock?"

"Yes, my disciple has seen it," Yang Jian said with his head bowed.

"He just left with me," Yuanshi Tianzun said, "If Lu Ya comes to you again, he will help you in the Eastern Expedition, and you can't abandon it at will."

Yang Jian responded immediately: "The disciple respectfully obeys the teaching of the master."

Daozi Tianyan came to find his master?

It's a bit messy... How could the master watch the Chaos Clock fly away? Could it be that Grand Master couldn't leave behind the Chaos Clock?

Yang Jian's thoughts were complicated for a while, and he quickly put away his distracting thoughts.

No matter what, since the ancestor had spoken, when Lu Ya came to Zhou Ying to help out when he was conferred, Yang Jian couldn't kick him out.

Yuanshi Tianzun asked again: "How do you complete the matter of enshrining the gods?"

Yang Jian didn't dare to show off, and said: "I beg Master to guide me in the maze."

"You actually have a plan in your heart," the rocking chair under Yuanshi Tianzun shook gently, and an inexplicable fragrance entered Yang Jian's nose, making Yang Jian feel dizzy and eyesight.

Yuanshi Tianzun chuckled, and said: "The so-called labyrinth, others have it, how can you have it? You are a wanderer in the prehistoric world, why do you restrain yourself?"

When Yang Jian heard this, the shock in his heart was indescribable, but he could only smile wryly.

The sage really knows how he came to this world; the sage may even know what he doesn't know.

Yang Jian boldly asked: "Master Zu, I...why did I come?"

"You should ask yourself this matter, how can you ask me?" Yuanshi Tianzun said leisurely, "It is not me, not the other saints, not the master of the Chaos Clock, not the Houtu, not a human, nor a god who brought you back."

Yang Jian was suddenly at a loss.

"Who is that……"

"You need to find and understand by yourself. This is your opportunity and your suffering."

"Yes," Yang Jian replied, only feeling dizzy.

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand, as if he just asked Yang Jian to come here to gossip, and didn't explain anything else.

Yang Jian understood, got up and left, and a shining circle appeared outside the courtyard gate, which should be some kind of moving formation.

Yuanshi Tianzun's words came behind him again, "This place is called Sanyouju, do you know what it means?"

Yang Jian turned around quickly, just about to answer, but there was no figure of the master on the rocking chair under the tree...

"Go," Guang Chengzi opened his eyes, smiled at Yang Jian, then closed his eyes and sat by the rocking chair under the tree.

As if from ancient times, he has been sitting here and never left.

Sanyouju?

Yang Jian thoughtfully, stepped into the aperture, his figure was gently pulled, and the surrounding light kept turning.

When he came back to his senses, he was already at the foot of Kunlun Mountain, and there was a winding ancient pilgrimage road in front of him.

After taking two steps forward, Yang Jian was about to ride the clouds when he suddenly froze.

Sanyouju, Kunlun Mountain...

Could it be the place where Sanqing practiced?

Master Zu's last words were obviously a little lonely. Then, why is the saint lonely? You deliberately let yourself go to see him, just to instruct Taoist Lu Ya? Wouldn't it be good to just let the master pass the message?

No, the master must have a deep meaning.

Sanyouben's family, how can they fight...

"Hey, let's talk to Master first." Yang Jian was a little dizzy, and put these things in his mind for the time being, turned into a golden light, and flew towards Yuquan Mountain.

Opening the sky and the ancient meteorite, transforming the Sanqing with one breath.

This is the reason of the old times, why should it be called Fengshen.