The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Looking carefully around his body, Yang Jian could see tiny ripples in the air, which seemed to be the resistance of heaven and earth to him.

Daozi Tianyan leaned on the Donghuang Bell and stood there lazily; Yang Jian simply sat down cross-legged and used the mysterious body to nourish the primordial spirit. The previous wounds were not completely healed.

The last time the Chaos Bell left, Yang Jian's strength was not what it used to be, but Tianyan Daozi seemed to have never changed.

"Wearing about Zhongbing's attack on Xiqi..."

"Of course it's true. Today I came to inform you about this matter. Conferring the gods is a very important matter, so there can't be too many deviations." Tianyan Daozi said quite casually, "Seeing that you are aggrieved in the Phoenix clan, I will help you by the way. Why, the big and small Fengnv are not in your favor?"

Yang Jian said: "It's just that I don't want to disappoint my wife."

"That's not bad," Tianyan Daozi nodded slightly, as if he was quite satisfied with Yang Jian's answer.

Yang Jian asked: "If you are running around here and there, you are not guarding the prehistoric creatures?"

"Ha, what does this prehistoric world have to do with me? The life and death of all spirits has a definite number, so what does it have to do with me?"

Tianyan Daozi asked twice, making Yang Jian frown a little.

Originally, he felt that Daozi Tianyan should be guarding Honghuang, similar to the kind of guardian who hides in the world.

But Tianyan Daozi's answer made him feel like he couldn't laugh or cry.

Yang Jian asked again: "Then why are you working so hard for future catastrophes?"

"I have something I want to guard," Tianyan Daozi said lightly, "For you, the destruction of the wilderness is not a catastrophe. If you were strong enough at that time, you could bring your family and friends to open up a world in the Chaos Clock. But if someone kills your relatives and friends, it is intolerable for you."

Yang Jian pondered for a while, but did not deny it, "What about you?"

"I have nothing to worry about, and I don't need to rely on the words of protecting others to urge myself to practice and practice like you." Daozi Tianyan waved his hands, as if he had lost interest in talking, "I will train you here for three days, and I will send you back to the land of the Feng clan. Your master is also there, and he will take care of you."

Yang Jian became more and more confused, "Then why did you bring me here?"

"Naturally, I want you to heal your injuries and prepare for the next battle." Daozi Tianyan patted the treasure bell behind him, "I'm not polite, I can know everything before and after with this treasure, but I can't tell others about it, or it will destroy my hard-earned supernatural power. You should practice quickly, and return your belt."

Daozi Tianyan threw the black turtle belt over casually, Yang Jian took it, and looked inside, he saw that the Xiaotian dog and the three-pointed double-edged gun were all there, and there were not a few other treasures missing.

Sighing softly, Yang Jian didn't ask any more questions, took a piece of clothing to change into, and put the black turtle belt on again.

The next battle... means he will have another battle with Kong Xuan?

Master is also in Fenggu, so I don't have to worry about delaying the important event of conferring gods, and I will definitely be able to go back in time...

Yang Jian looked at Tianyan Daozi, and suddenly asked: "How to solve Kong Xuan's five-color divine light?"

Daozi Tianyan was taken aback for a moment, then looked at Yang Jian playfully, "Why should I help you?"

"Aren't you already helping me?" Yang Jian replied calmly.

"Hahaha! I just like your occasional rascal's temper!" Tianyan Daozi laughed twice, and then spread his hands, "For you today, there is no solution. The five-color divine light is the innate five-element qi, which needs to be higher than the innate five-element qi to restrain it. Your dragon gun is only good at hand-to-hand combat, and it can't defend against such supernatural powers that target the primordial spirit and spirituality."

Yang Jian nodded, sitting there to cultivate his soul, while thinking hard about how to deal with Kong Xuan's methods.

Daozi Tianyan seemed a little bored, put away the chaotic clock, walked in the forest, and then quietly disappeared...

Yang Jian raised his head and looked in the direction where Tianyan Daozi disappeared, feeling a little bit drummed in his heart. Could this guy leave him here alone?

But having said that, Taoist Tianyan seemed to take him through three thousand years, so as long as he practiced here for three thousand years without moving, wouldn't he be able to return to that day again?

In this way, he is not completely controlled by Tianyan Daozi.

It's just that the matter of traveling through time is too mysterious. Yang Jian, who cultivates the body, is a little confused. He doesn't know what the consequences will be if he stays in this environment for too long.

Abandon distracting thoughts and continue to comprehend the method of cracking the five-color divine light...

Three days passed in a blink of an eye, Tianyan Daozi strolled over again, covered the two of them with a chaotic clock, said 'go', and took Yang Jian to take a step.

With just one step, the surrounding scenery changed drastically, the phoenix tree grew to a height of ten feet, and there were more birdsongs around, as well as the lingering sense of defeat.

came back?

It seemed that only a moment later, Daozi Tianyan had disappeared, as if he had never appeared before.

Yang Jian was in a daze, looked up, the streamer of Tianyan Daozi soaring into the sky was still there, and Kong Xuan's figure chasing him was also faintly visible.

But the black tortoise belt was already buckled around his waist, and his primordial spirit's injury was intact, and even because of fighting against the five-color divine light, the primordial spirit's power still faintly increased, and the primordial spirit tree revived again.

This Chaos Clock...

It really deserves to be a treasure that makes saints jealous.

Yang Jian exhaled softly, turned around, and performed the seventy-two transformations, turning into a magpie, and his figure quickly disappeared into the forest.

Where is the exit of Fenggu, Yang Jian turned around twice but didn't find it. It seems that this valley is a maze, if it flies in one direction, it will still return to the original point.

And the sycamore trees seem to be the foundation of the great formation, and there are lines of spiritual consciousness intertwined in the sky, and he can't directly rush to the sky.

Outside the Phoenix Clan, there are enemies as big as the Dragon Clan, so it is normal to be so cautious.

Flying and flying, chaos began to appear in Fenggu Valley, more than a dozen powerful auras permeated everywhere, hundreds of birds circled in the sky, and many figures shuttled in the forest.

"Don't let that Yang Jian go!"

"The two elders have already gone to the exit to guard!"

"Let all the clan elders who are retreating also leave the retreat. My second brother is not here, so Gu Nei listens to my command!"

The voice of the golden-winged roc spread throughout the Phoenix Valley, and it strictly ordered the Feng clan to search Yang Jian. It also said that Yang Jian had injured an elder, and told them to kill Yang Jian immediately when they found out.

Yang Jian's transformed spirit magpie hid in a tree nest and sneered.

This golden-winged roc seemed to hate him quite a bit.

That's right, Kong Xuan wanted to marry Feng Shan, the little Phoenix who was the partner of the Golden Winged Roc, to Yang Jian. Compared with the Golden Winged Roc, this was the hatred of taking his wife.

The golden-winged roc thinks highly of itself, possesses extreme supernatural powers, has the blood of the phoenix clan, and has a strong cultivation base.

Then why didn't Kong Xuan let the golden-winged roc marry Fengshan?

It's very simple. Although the golden-winged roc belongs to the Phoenix clan, it is already a 'Doc' and not a complete Phoenix clan. The heirs born after marrying with a Feng clan woman are not necessarily, or basically difficult to be real phoenixes.

But Yang Jian is different.

The human race is an innate Taoist body, and other races will transform into forms after they practice to a certain extent, and Yang Jian has the inheritance of the phoenix feathers, and according to Kong Xuan's deduction, he will definitely give birth to a true phoenix child.

This is the fundamental reason why Kong Xuan insisted on giving Yang Jian all Fengshan and Fengwu.

It's a pity that Kong Xuan's calculations are destined to be ruined by his own brothers.

The Phoenix Clan didn't want to imitate the Dragon Clan, using etiquette and sympathy to make Yang Jian feel embarrassed to retreat. Instead, after Kong Xuan left, they chased and killed Yang Jian in Fenggu with great fanfare...

Unfortunately, Yan Daozi said the other day that Daoist Yuding was also in Fenggu...

Not being able to catch it like this is a trivial matter, if it is really caught, Yang Jian shouted for help from Master in a hurry, it would really be a catastrophe for the Feng Clan.

Coincidentally, several beams of light landed outside the plane tree where Yang Jian was hiding.

Yang Jian spread profound energy over his 'bird body', remained motionless, and merged with the sycamore wood.

"Third Highness, I have searched all over the valley, and used the magical power of taking pictures everywhere, but I have never found the whereabouts of Yang Jian."

The cold voice of the golden-winged roc came: "The Fenggu formation has not been disturbed, can he still escape?"

Yang Jian was speechless for a while, he couldn't even crack Fenggu's own arrangement, and he was still trapped in this forest...

Wen Zhongbing attacked Xiqi, and he couldn't just stay in Fenggu, but what happened today must have a result, he couldn't just leave after being so useless.

Burning sycamore?

Stealing the Phoenix Nest?

Kidnapped a few beautiful phoenix girls?

Seems like a good idea...

"He won't come out? I have my own way!"

The golden-winged roc snorted coldly, "Go and bring Feng Wu and Feng Shan here! I want to see how long Yang Jian can bear it!"

Yang Jian, who was hiding next to him, always felt that a pot of dog blood was about to be poured down his head. This golden-winged roc seemed to have coveted Feng Wu earlier, and his behavior was not like a powerful monk at all, but like those dudes in the secular world of Nanzhou.

Kong Xuan's words seemed to be still ringing in his ears...

'My third brother has a violent temperament, likes to kill spirit birds, he thinks highly of himself and has no skills...'

Is this guy going to...

No way, it wouldn't be such a bloody, dignified and powerful monk to bully a seriously injured fellow clan?

as expected.

Soon, two middle-aged men 'invited' Feng Wu and Feng Shan here, Feng Wu hugged Feng Shan tightly, looking at the golden-winged roc with fear in his eyes.

Feng Shan seemed to be terrified of this third uncle, trembling in her sister's arms.

Yang Jian frowned secretly, thinking about what he should do.

The golden-winged roc raised his hand, and a whirlwind swept Feng Wu and Feng Shan in front of him. Then he pushed Feng Wu away, grabbed Feng Shan's arm and dragged him in front of him.

"Yang Jian!" The golden-winged roc sneered, "Your lady tonight is in my hands right now. If you come out and arrest you, I won't kill you."

Yang Jian remained silent.

"Third Highness..." Some veterans of the Feng clan still wanted to persuade one or two, but the golden-winged roc followed the sound and looked over, his eyes were full of fierceness, and the elder who was so frightened could only shut up.

The golden-winged roc raised its hand and grabbed Feng Shan's chin, pinching it lightly, "Aren't you coming out?"

"What are you going to do to my sister!" Feng Wu was also very angry, for such an obvious scene, he even directly asked what to do.

Of course, it was to do something that the golden-winged roc had been thinking about for a long time but was stopped by Kong Xuan.

The golden-winged roc flicked its left hand casually, and there was a soft chirping sound, a big hole was opened in Fengshan's dress, and she was happy.

Fengshan's face was pale, and she wanted to struggle, but she lost all her strength and will to resist in the fierce aura of the golden-winged roc...

"Not coming out yet? Alright, today I will make you the laughing stock of the wild! Hahaha!"

The golden-winged roc suddenly pushed, and shot a black light into Feng Shan's body. Feng Shan let out a mournful cry, transformed into a phoenix body, and lay powerlessly on the ground.

The golden-winged roc laughed twice, revealed its true body, and in front of more than 180 members of the Feng clan, it directly bullied itself forward, about to press on it.

"Third Highness, no, Third Highness!"

"Get lost! I'll kill whoever dares to stop me!"

Feng Wu seemed to be insane, desperate to burn her blood, rushing forward to protect Feng Shan.

But as soon as the flames burst out around Feng Wu, a big hand suddenly appeared and patted Feng Wu's jade shoulder, suppressing the flames on her body.

Before Feng Wu could react, he felt a figure flashing around him. A figure had already appeared in the field, and a shot hit the golden-winged roc's neck...

The golden-winged roc seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and the pair of bird eyes that should have been cloudy were actually extremely cold at this moment.

Sure enough, those who can become famous are not easy-going characters.