The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

This is the list of gods?

Yang Jian looked at the cloth in his hand, opened it slowly, and couldn't help but chuckled.

It's really a wordless book.

Carefully rolled up the list of gods, and just about to put it into the black turtle belt, the light on the list of gods flickered slightly, as if reminding Yang Jian of something.

A ray of spiritual thought was transmitted to Yang Jian's heart, and it was unclear whether someone said something, or he saw certain words, or it was purely a kind of thought that was conveyed in his heart.

If you go east, you can get help from spirits and gods.

Yang Jian was stunned, a little confused, but still cast the golden light and flew to the east.

This way, through the clouds and fog, sweeping mountains and seas, flew to a corner of the East China Sea.

Suddenly, the water under the feet split open, golden light shone, and a figure rose slowly; the golden light seemed to attract, and two auspicious clouds flew over the East China Sea, and a figure stood on it.

First of all, the man who came out of the water was completely naked, but there was a golden light in his head; his face was strange, his eyes were clear, he was wearing an ancient long robe, and he bowed deeply to Yang Jian.

"The lonely ghost and wandering soul pay respects to Zhenjun Erlang."

Yang Jian said: "There is no need to be too polite."

After saying that, he looked up and bowed to the person on Yunshang, "Why did Senior Xuanyuan come here?"

"Hahaha!" The middle-aged man on the cloud laughed a few times, and slowly fell down. The magic weapon worn on his waist let out dragon chants, as if expressing joy for his master.

Xuanyuan of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors.

The wandering soul in the sea shouted tremblingly: "Your Majesty!"

Xuanyuan Huangdi said: "Excuse me, I don't know how many years have passed in the blink of an eye, and I still want to disturb you Qingmeng, I am too reckless."

"Your Majesty!" The voice of the lonely soul in the sea trembled slightly, bowing his head in salute, unable to raise his head for a long time.

Xuanyuan Huangdi looked at the figure in the sea, sighed softly, then looked at Yang Jian, and said, "I entrust Taoist Fuxi to draw the secrets of heaven and use the list of gods to lure you here. I have something to entrust to you."

Yang Jian already understood the reason for this matter.

"Senior," Yang Jian put on a bitter face, "The thing you discussed with me last time really hurt me."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

"I'll take the Black Tortoise's Remains, and I'll fight against Kunpeng in the future..." Yang Jian was speechless when he mentioned this matter, but he couldn't deny it. The power of the Black Tortoise's precious blood was still lurking in his body, and it was still his biggest reliance to break through the fifth limit.

"Hahaha!"

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor laughed out loud when he heard the words, leaning forward and backward, without the demeanor of the Three Sovereigns and Five Sovereigns at all.

Yang Jian sighed: "I met Kunpeng by chance before, and I heard from senior Bai Ze that this ruthless man had already beheaded three corpses, and he was only one step away from becoming a saint in the flesh. Ordinary quasi-sages would die in the blink of an eye in front of it. How can you let me win this battle?"

"Little friend, are you scared?" Xuanyuan's eyes were clearly narrowed.

Yang Jian said: "Although I am afraid, I am not a person who breaks my promise. I will go to this battle. But, let's wait until when my cultivation level catches up with Kunpeng."

"Don't worry, that day is not far away."

Xuanyuan Huangdi patted Yang Jian on the shoulder as a weak encouragement; Yang Jian was speechless for a while, and the two looked down at the wandering soul in the sea.

Then Xuanyuan said in a deep voice: "This person's name is Bai Jian, and he is also from our human race. During the ancient war, the witch tribe wanted to take advantage of the half-witch clan to rejuvenate, and compete with the human race again. The half-witch clan gave birth to the great witch Chi You, so that the witch clan gave it a go."

Yang Jian listened quietly, and in Xuanyuan Huangdi's eyes, he saw the boundless flames of war...

"That battle affected more than hundreds of millions of living beings. The prehistoric five continents flowed into rivers, the earth cracked, and the four seas rolled back..."

Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor paid tribute to the ancient battles, pointed to the figure in the sea and said, "Bai Jian is the general I trusted back then. He commanded the soldiers and horses galloping on the battlefield. In the final decisive battle, he was injured by Chi You. He was seriously injured and sank in the East Sea. He used the power of the East Sea to suppress his injuries."

Yang Jian asked, "Is the physical body gone?"

"It's beyond saving, and even this remnant soul is about to dissipate." Xuanyuan Huangdi said in a deep voice, "In the past battles, my troops were killed and wounded, and I really can't bear to see Bai Jian die again. Can you use the list of gods to entrust his remnant soul and enter the heavenly court to do a idle job in another day, just to prolong his life."

Yang Jian nodded naturally, worrying that there were too many vacancies on the list of gods.

"Thank you very much," Xuanyuan Huangdi sighed, cupping his hands.

"Senior, why are you so polite?" Yang Jian raised his hand and released the list of gods. The list of gods opened slowly, emitting golden rays of light, covering Bai Jian.

Na Baijian shouted tremblingly: "Your Majesty is merciful! The true monarch is righteous! Your Majesty is merciful! The true monarch is righteous!"

I thought it was because my soul was flying away, and I lived in loneliness for countless years since ancient times, and my heart has long since died. I never thought that there would be a chance to save my second life.

He has been sunk in the East China Sea for too long, and his true spirit has been incomparably broken, and he has survived to this day thanks to the merits accumulated in those years.

The golden light emitted by the Conferred Gods list was close to the power of the heavenly way of merit. After a while, Bai Jian's body shone with golden light, and his whole body became 'full', wearing a battle armor, bowing down to Yang Jian and Xuanyuan Huangdi.

The breath of the whole body slowly recovered, but the body of the primordial spirit alone has the power of the Da Luo Jinxian.

It can be seen from this that when the Yellow Emperor fought against Chi You, it was definitely not a group of rookies pecking at each other, but a large number of masters who fell from each other...

Yang Jian thought for a while, and said: "The master ordered me to build a high platform to hang the list of gods, Bai Jian, you are now stationed in the list of gods, and guard the list of gods."

"Thank you, Zhenjun, for your trust! Bai Jian made an oath of heaven, and never dared to betray His Majesty and Zhenjun!"

Xuanyuan Huangdi laughed and said: "Young friend Yang Jian doesn't like his subordinates to be called Zhenjun, so you can call him Second Lord."

"Senior, why be polite?" Yang Jian replied with a smile.

Xuanyuan Huangdi's face darkened, he never expected to be taken advantage of by Yang Jian, and snorted, "Since that's the case, I wanted to give you a gift as a thank you gift, so let's skip it, Second Master."

"Don't," Yang Jian immediately stretched out his hand to grab the arm of the sage of the human race, "Why do you bother with me, senior? What gift?"

He is not the one who suffers.

Xuanyuan Huangdi flipped his hand, and took out a big seal in his hand, and threw it to Yang Jian casually.

Looking at Fang Dayin, there is a nine dragon hovering above it, which contains the power of the supreme humane, and contains the righteousness, but it is not an ordinary magic weapon.

"If you hold this seal, you can abolish and establish a human emperor, and you will be blessed by the power of heaven."

Yang Jian was startled: "Kongtong seal?"

"That's right, the Human Emperor's Seal is its projection," Huang Di folded his arms, his face hard to hide his expression, and he was not at all calm. "It's just that after the separation of the immortals of the human race, the Kongtong Seal should not be left in the mundane world, for fear of being missed by the monks. The Taishang Laojun wanted to take this thing back to the heaven, but it escaped by itself and returned to my hands."

"Why run away?"

"How can a non-human race hold the Kongtong Seal?"

Yang Jian was silent for a while, looked at the big seal in his hand, put it into the deepest part of the black turtle belt, and put it together with the phoenix feather.

"The treasure is also given to you. Bai Jian will help me take care of it more in the future. Don't let him go to fight again."

"Well, I can save it."

Huangdi looked at Yang Jian, with a little emotion in his eyes, and suddenly said: "Have you seen Tianyan Daozi?"

Yang Jian couldn't help but wonder, who is Tian Yan Daozi this day? He was able to meet the saints, and he seemed to be familiar with the saint emperors of Huoyun Cave...

"Who the hell is he?"

"This, I can't explain clearly at the moment," Huang Di shook his head, and said, "He is neither an enemy nor a friend, and what he does has nothing to do with you and me, so don't worry about it."

Yang Jian frowned, and asked back: "But he had planned to start a war between the two religions before, and together with Taoist Lu Ya and Taoist Manjusri, plotted against Zhao Gongming, who cut off the teaching. So, does it have nothing to do with it?"

"Perhaps." Xuanyuan Huangdi smiled noncommittally, and patted Yang Jian on the shoulder again, "After a thousand years, everything will be known for itself. If we fly to the sky quickly, we old bones can have a sense of confidence. Today's business is over, let's go."

"Senior, why didn't you speak clearly!" Yang Jian shouted at Xuanyuan Huangdi's back, really puzzled.

Xuanyuan Huangdi waved his hand, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Yang Jian looked down at Bai Jian who was standing below, and before he could speak, Bai Jian smiled awkwardly.

"Second Master, I don't know anything about the secrets of the world..."

"All right, go back to the mountain."

As soon as Yang Jian waved his hand, Bai Jian's body disappeared into the list of gods, and the list of gods fell back into Yang Jian's hands, giving Yang Jian a feeling of 'satisfaction'.

Is it the guardian spirit that Satisfied found for it?

This kind of heavenly treasure really cannot be viewed with common sense.

From now on, with Bai Jian responsible for accepting souls into the list of gods, Yang Jian doesn't have to worry too much about these things, and he can even use Bai Jian to interfere with the list of gods and the corresponding official positions, which can be regarded as multiple purposes.

Returning to Qishan with the list of gods, Yang Jian avoided the territory of Dashang all the way and walked in the territory of the monster clan. When he thought of the object in his arms, he felt a burst of 'urgency' in his heart.

In the Yuxu Palace, the ancestor asked him if he had fallen into a bottleneck in cultivating Taoism, and Yang Jian naturally told the truth, saying that he was struggling and did not know how to break through.

Then, Yuanshi Tianzun gave him a folded silk paper and asked Yang Jian to open it after returning to Xiqi.

If the saint makes a move, his bottleneck will definitely be broken!

This is the Yuqing sage among the Sanqing, not Nuwa and Zhunti who are the last among the sages. His understanding of the Dao realm and his control over the Dao of Heaven may be second only to the Taiqing sage Laozi.

Yang Jian was very happy to be taught by his master, otherwise how could he be joking with Xuanyuan Huangdi in the East China Sea?

Just thinking about it, Yang Jian went all the way unimpeded, and he had already reached Qishan Mountain.

The Yaozu have recently been quite intent on sitting on the mountain and watching the tigers fight, without any movement at all, they want to quietly watch the Daomen fight.

Falling on the top of Qishan Mountain, Yang Jian summoned Bai Jian and ordered Bai Jian to build the Conferred God Altar here. After the construction of the Conferred God Platform is completed, he will come over and hang up the list of Conferred Gods.

Bai Jian was ordered to stay here, select mountain stones and precious jade, search for land veins, move the dragon's cave, and concentrate on doing a good job in the construction of the gods.

Yang Jian recalled the avatar, the soul was perfect, and without distraction, he plunged into the study in the backyard of Yang's mansion.

Sitting quietly, breathing steadily, Yang Jian took out the silk paper from his arms and spread it out carefully...

Um?

On this silk paper, there is only a simple drawing of an ax...

What's the meaning?

Just as Yang Jian was about to hit his head, the ax that was like a stroke of a stroke shone with faint light, and a thick and impressive Dao rhyme rippled like water waves, enveloping the Yang residence.

Ao Xinke who was in retreat was awakened instantly.