The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The atmosphere was ruined by Lu Chunyang, Yang Jian almost wanted to close the door and let the dogs go...

Have you ever seen a husband and wife strengthen their relationship? Still standing outside without leaving, with a calm look that I will come in to observe if you don't come out!

Extremely ashamed, Ao Xinke directly used the escape method to go to the attic dozens of feet away; Yang Jian straightened the clothes next to his body, put on a robe, and opened the door with a wave.

"Come in."

Lu Chunyang walked into the room with a smile, and sat beside him with his sword on his back. He didn't have much etiquette with Yang Jian.

"Where is Senior Bai Ze?

"Lao Bai went back to Meishan for retreat. I was stimulated by you a few days ago, a great supernatural being."

Lu Chunyang sighed softly, Yang Jian summoned the fairy to serve tea, and watched Lu Chunyang.

He and Bai Zeneng stood up for themselves in the previous battle, facing the strong enemy of Jiejiao who had already had the absolute upper hand at that time, for no reason formed a grievance that might kill him...

Yang Jian was embarrassed to say it, but his heart was full of warmth.

Probably, this is the so-called 'one man, two brothers'.

"How about," Yang Jian said suddenly, "Let's make a bow with Senior Bai Ze?"

"Pfft," Lu Chunyang choked back after taking a sip of tea. After looking at Yang Jian for a while, he finally understood what Yang Jian was talking about.

Lu Chunyang smiled and said: "You and I are both cultivators, what are you doing with these mortal things... You and I are friends, I don't want your fame and luck, and you don't want my fairy wine, that's enough."

Yang Jian curled his lips and nodded, and didn't mention this much.

In fact, sworn brothers and sisters are not exclusive to ordinary people, and the ancient monks are also very fond of them. For example, Zhao Gongming and San Xiao are sworn brothers and sisters, and they also worshiped under the master Tongtian.

Lu Chunyang didn't come here today just to say goodbye, but he seemed to want to say something to Yang Jian. He said first, "What do you think of this catastrophe of conferred gods?"

"How else can I watch it? Naturally, I'm sitting and watching now, and I may stand up and watch it later."

Yang Jian leaned on the back of the chair, experiencing all the mysteries of his mysterious body, he was really refreshed.

"Don't say such fancy words, I'm outside the situation, and I can see the whole picture, you should be careful," Lu Chunyang said, "The second leader of the Western religion, who is a saint, has personally acted, what is he planning in this Taoist catastrophe..."

Yang Jian raised his finger, and a burst of profound energy wrapped the room, blocking the inspection of the spiritual sense.

Although he still has no means to evade the supervision of Heavenly Dao, he didn't want to say anything shocking and secret, just said:

"It's not just the sage who made the move himself. The Western religion has placed a lot of pawns in the Taoism. The saints of the two religions are well aware of this, so they don't care too much about them. Since the six sages established the world, it has been said that the Western religion has two saints, and it should be a great success."

Lu Chunyang knew about these things, and asked again: "Since that's the case, why didn't the Taoist sect work together to quell this foreign trouble first?"

"How to work together? How to work together? And where are the foreign troubles?"

Yang Jian asked a few questions back, but Lu Chunyang was speechless.

Yang Jian smiled, "I have thought about what you said for a long time, but after all, we are not saints, and we cannot see the world of saints. Who knows what the saints care about?"

Lu Chunyang nodded silently, and pondered for a while, "I came to look for you, but I just wanted to ask, how sure are you that you can make Chanjiao win the Conferred God Battle?"

"That depends on what you mean by winning."

"The battle between the two religions a month ago was somewhat restrained, but..." Lu Chunyang shook his head, "The catastrophe is at hand. If the immortals of the two religions want to protect themselves, they must send each other to the list of gods. With the Western religion fanning the flames, it will inevitably evolve into a real life-and-death fight in the future. If you say the winner..."

"The side with the most lives?"

Lu Chunyang said: "It should be the one with the least number of gods on the list."

"That's right," Yang Jian chuckled, and stared out the window, separated by the mysterious pear blossom, a little more hazy.

Yang Jian said: "I know what you are worried about, Lao Lu. It is because you think that the power of intercepting the teaching of ten thousand immortals is far better than that of explaining the teaching. It reminds me not to offend the interception too much on weekdays, so as to save the future... right?"

Lu Chunyang shrugged, "Almost."

"Actually, which sect can win depends on the master of Sanqing, and which master of Da Chitian will support. It is not the number of disciples that determines the outcome."

"You mean..."

"The catastrophe of conferring the gods is actually the catastrophe of the saints." Yang Jian said, "If the disciples want to stay safe, they only need to do their part and obey the orders of the saint master. The saint game does not require us to do too many things."

Lu Chunyang looked thoughtful, and finally he could only sigh softly, "I have been taught."

Yang Jian sighed: "Daomen suffered such a catastrophe when it was at its peak, the Dao of Heaven intends to enrich the heavenly court..."

"Huh? Why do you want to enrich the gods in heaven with Taoist immortals?"

Lu Chunyang suddenly asked a question, which really stopped Yang Jian.

Is it because my uncle went to Daozu to cry?

Or is it because... Daozi Tianyan once said that the catastrophe that will come at an unknown time?

There is no talk of good and evil in the prehistoric world, and there is no need to distinguish between good and bad, and there are no decent villains. Cultivators steal the essence of heaven and earth with themselves, and heaven and earth give birth to all spirits. In this way, monks are all thieves.

Daozi Tianyan's calculation seems to be to resist the disaster in the future.

What he said is very clear, life and death are reversed, and the masters, powerful, and supernatural beings who once existed in the prehistoric world will come again in some form.

The purpose of catching the phoenix to revive Xihe is to stabilize the resurrected 'Emperor Jun'; the intention to kill Zhao Gongming is to let Zhao Gongming die on the list of gods, speed up the catastrophe of the gods, and make the heavens full as soon as possible?

Yang Jian kept thinking, stood up subconsciously, and paced back and forth in the room.

Seeing that Yang Jian was lost in thought, Lu Chunyang didn't dare to disturb him, and sat quietly drinking tea beside him.

I forget who I heard said that there are three books of heaven, earth, and people in the prehistoric world, which protect the order of heaven and earth and protect thousands of creatures.

The book of life and death written by people, determines the life and death of all spirits;

And the list of gods in the heavenly book is in his black turtle belt.

Thinking about it carefully, the power of Tianshu is the most mysterious and tyrannical. It can transform a ray of soul into a generation of super masters. The strength is not lost, but it only cuts off the possibility of further cultivation...

No, it's not broken.

A flash of lightning flashed across Yang Jian's Lingtai, and he suddenly glimpsed a secret!

After transforming from a fairy to a god, it seems that it is no longer the way of the fairy, but the way of the gods!

Shinto practice, relying on merit and incense, can still improve one's supernatural powers and mana again!

The way of heaven did not cut off the path of these monks who entered the list of gods, but restrained them in the heavenly court with the list of gods... Could it be for the purpose of dealing with future disasters?

If so...

What is the relationship between Tianyan Daozi and the old uncle Jade Emperor? Now that I am in charge of the list of gods, should I try my best to select some disciples of the third and fourth generations of Taoism, and even mortal generals to fill in the number?

No matter how fiercely Taoist monks fight, it is just a fighting method; but once these forces are restrained by the heavens, they can really launch the war of gods and gods!

Yang Jian sat down on the chair with a blank expression, and smiled wryly again.

This Tianyan Daozi really wanted to hold him here and let him explain all these things clearly.

Either I don't know at all, or I understand it thoroughly, so I can deal with it...

"That guy, is he trying to torture me with this?"

"Who?" Lu Chunyang asked from the side.

"one……"

Yang Jian suddenly didn't know how to describe it.

Daozi Tianyan, the master of the Chaos Clock, is Yang Jian's savior, and Yang Jian will have to repay him in the future.

"The one who gave me the phoenix feathers."

Lu Chunyang was silent for a while. When he looked at Yang Jian, he always felt that Yang Jian was also covered with fog, unable to see through or understand clearly.

Lu Chunyang smiled, "I forgot to congratulate you, you have achieved Nirvana, you have made great progress in your profound arts, and you are already able to compete with those top existences in this world. Sigh, I am living in vain, and I am incomparable."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, "Do you want to learn a lesson or two?"

"Look at you, can you be a bit of a master?"

The two looked at each other, Yang Jian smiled lightly, and Lu Chunyang looked bitter.

That day when Lu Chunyang met Yang Jian, it was also the "forgetful friendship" between the senior and the junior. Lu Chunyang even gave Yang Jian the supernatural powers of the Thirteen Schools and the Thirty-Six Laws of Tiangang in one breath, and his help to Yang Jian was very great.

Afterwards, Lu Chunyang helped Yang Jian several times, and Yang Jian and Ao Xinke also saved Lu Chunyang's life. The kindness between the two is unclear, and they will never forget it.

Yang Jian asked: "Lao Lu, what do you think of the Jade Emperor?"

"Why do you ask this suddenly?" Lu Chunyang thought for a while, "The city is extremely deep, and there are no plans left. Well, he has great powers and is unpredictable... He should be the most unprovoked existence in the prehistoric world, except for saints."

"Oh? He is so powerful in your eyes?"

"It's not too high," Lu Chunyang hesitated to say, looked at Yang Jian, and said with a smile, "But he is your uncle, and he can be regarded as your backer. If you really encounter troubles that you can't solve by yourself, don't be shy. Go to the heaven to find him, and he will definitely help you."

Yang Jian sneered, "If I settle the injustice, how can he settle it?"

Lu Chunyang smiled noncommittally, with a deep meaning, and sighed, "If I can be friends with him, I will have no regrets. Unfortunately, he stands too high, and I can't reach it."

This sentence made Yang Jian feel somewhat touched.

In the past, the East Prince was in the Heavenly Court. In fact, it was a role set up by the sage to control the Jade Emperor.

Duke Dong, who was supposed to argue with the Jade Emperor, had such an evaluation of the Jade Emperor. Even if he was reincarnated and rebuilt by the Jade Emperor, he still left this regret of 'not being a friend'.

The charisma of this cheap uncle is not bad.

"Don't mention it!"

Lu Chunyang slapped his thigh and stood up, "I have been recuperating in your house for a month, and it's been a long time since I've been out this time, so I should go back to the sect to have a look."

Yang Jian: "If you have flowers, you can break them straight, don't wait until you have no flowers to break branches."

"Go, why bother, seal your god here! I'll go!"

Lu Chunyang was obviously a little out of breath, and flew out of the window with his sword on his back, and with a long howl, he stepped on the sword and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the sky in the north.

"It's obvious that I can't let go of my skin, but I still come here to talk about me."

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, and he sat there quietly, thinking about what he thought of earlier.

Fengshen, Tianting, future catastrophe, Tianyan Daozi, Xihe, Dijun, Luya, the six saints...

In an instant, his head was huge.

"Forget it, we'll talk about it later," Yang Jian got up, he hadn't been close to his wife for several years, and he was quite eager in his heart.

Although he is no longer a brat, his profound physique is too strong, so there will be some 'unsatisfaction' to some extent.

Using the Qiankun escape method, he went directly to the attic where Ao Xinke was hiding, knocked on the door, and opened a series of formations, and the whole person also got in like a fish.

It's a pity that today he is destined not to get what he wants...

"Yang Jian hastened to lead you to death. If you dare to escape, I will kill Xiqi today."