The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian spoke solemnly and looked sincerely, but these words fell into Deng Chanyu's ears, making Deng Chanyu feel that she had auditory hallucinations.

"Prime Minister Yang...invited me to join the Zhou army?" Deng Chanyu asked back, Yang Jian nodded, not half amused.

Behind Deng Chanyu's visor, those beautiful eyes stared at Yang Jian, and said in a low voice: "Whether Prime Minister Yang is entertaining me or not, this matter is unforgivable. Although my Deng family is not a famous family, I also know the word loyalty. How can I do such a thing and hurt my father?"

"To be loyal to a tyrant is to be a cruel official, and to be loyal to a foolish ruler is to be a foolish minister. As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to live on. General Deng is quite talented. It is rare to have both military skills and supernatural powers. He is really a great general."

Yang Jian bypassed the desk and walked up to Deng Chanyu step by step.

"General Deng should be able to understand the current situation in the world. The big business is already a dead tree. How can General Deng tie the Deng family to this dead tree?"

Yang Jian didn't use any supernatural powers, but these words fell into Deng Chanyu's ears, but they felt quite bewildered.

Deng Chanyu bit her lip, as if she was moved by Yang Jian's words.

Yang Jian chased after the victory and continued, "General Deng said just now that the Deng family is not a famous family, but as far as I know, the old general Deng is in Sanshanguan, and you have brothers in your family, so don't you think about their future? Da Shang, huh, if Wen Zhong is defeated by me this time, how long can it last?"

As if she couldn't bear the threatening light in Yang Jian's eyes, Deng Chanyu took two steps back, her eyes were full of confusion.

"Prime Minister Yang, I will not do anything out of integrity. What's more, I heard that the grand master has not been defeated, and the debate on elucidating and cutting off teaching has not yet reached a conclusion. How does Prime Minister Yang know that he will win?"

Yang Jian shook his head, "It depends on the number of days."

It's also ridiculous, he doesn't believe in the so-called number of days the most, and he didn't expect to use this reason to lobby others.

However, Deng Chanyu is indeed a rare general, and even more rare is a woman. In the army, she has the effect of calming the sea, and can also make Huang Tianhua and Nezha calm down.

"Number of days..."

Deng Chanyu murmured that it was indeed impossible to refute.

Her eyes turned and gradually became clear again, and she took another two steps back to the tent door.

Yang Jian raised his hand, and a burst of profound energy wrapped the tent and trapped Deng Chanyu here.

Deng Chanyu asked: "If I don't agree today, will Prime Minister Yang want to take me back?"

"Of course not," Yang Jian clasped his hands behind his back, "I'm not conceited, but I still need to be brave, and General Deng will definitely serve as a general with me in the future, so I won't embarrass you too much."

"Oh?" Deng Chanyu smiled, "Why did Prime Minister Yang make such a conclusion?"

Yang Jian didn't answer, and walked to the flower-and-bird painting hanging on the side, "Let's not mention this today, I'm also quite curious about General Deng, where did General Deng learn from?"

Deng Chanyu shook her head and said: "The stranger who taught me the Taoism and gave me treasures and elixirs when I was young didn't tell me these things."

Sure enough, it was just a sentence of "teaching from a different person".

"Does General Deng know the origin of the five-color stone in his hand?"

"That person gave it to me," Deng Chanyu answered as a matter of course, and Yang Jian couldn't continue to ask.

Maybe Deng Chanyu also had some guesses in her heart, but she definitely wouldn't tell Yang Jian right now, and she had to wait until she became a general of the Zhou army.

In the original Battle of the Conferred Gods, Deng Chanyu was tricked by Jiang Ziya and Tu Xingsun, and lost her body to Tu Xingsun, so she surrendered to the Zhou army.

Looking at the charming beauty in front of him, the mask naturally couldn't stop Yang Jian's gaze, and Deng Chanyu's beautiful face was already in Yang Jian's eyes.

Tu Xingsun, who is afraid of leaving his grandson, is one of the Twelve Golden Immortals who explain and teach. He has a deep friendship with Manjusri, Puxian and others, and he is not compatible with Yang Jian.

Tu Xingsun was persuaded by Shen Gongbao to join the Shang army, stole the fairy rope that was afraid of leaving his grandson, and became the vanguard of the Shang army, assisting Deng Jiugong in the crusade against Xiqi. ——These, in the original catastrophe of conferring gods, were already after Sanxiao set up the Yellow River Formation.

No matter what, although this Tu Xingsun is a famous person on the list of gods, he is not "one of his own", so why give him such a big advantage.

Several of my juniors are still young men with yellow flowers...

"Does General Deng have a marriage contract?"

When Yang Jian asked this question suddenly, Deng Chanyu was really caught off guard, her face flushed a little, and she immediately returned to normal.

"Why did Prime Minister Yang come here to ask?"

"Oh, it's nothing, just asking casually," Yang Jian covered it up vaguely, knowing that it was really presumptuous for him to be so straightforward.

It's better to wait until later when the two armies confront each other and find a way to get Huang Tianhua or Nezha to capture Deng Chanyu and bring her back to the camp, then make these plans.

Yang Jian glanced at the merchant army's camp with his spiritual sense, and knew that Nezha had already succeeded, so he didn't delay any longer.

"This is the end of my chat with General Deng today. I ask General Deng to think about what I have said and leave."

Yang Jian came silently, and walked quite decisively. His figure was wrapped in profound energy, gradually blurred, and then turned into a cloud-piercing swallow and flew out of the big tent.

Deng Chanyu was stunned for a moment, and hastily chased after her in two steps, but when she looked up, she saw that the Yunchuan Yan had already flown high into the sky, joined Nezha, and flew towards the west together.

Leaving so easily?

This prime minister in white is really serious... really confusing.

Deng Chanyu stared at the sky, there seemed to be some noise in her ears, but her heart was filled with the words Yang Jian said earlier.

‘Does General Deng have a marriage contract? '

what does he mean? Could it be that you want to...

Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!

The sound of beating the gong came from behind, pulling Deng Chanyu's mind back, and Deng Chanyu heard that amidst the sound of the gong, there was also an urgent shout:

"It's flooded! The back camp is flooded!"

Turning around suddenly, the sky full of flames greeted her eyes, Deng Chanyu didn't even need to carefully identify it, the place where the army stored food and grass was in the place filled with flames!

A soldier rushed over and knelt down in front of Deng Chanyu on one knee.

"General! The rear camp is on fire! That Nezha burned our army's food and grass with magic weapons! Please give the general an order earlier!"

"Fire! Hurry up and put out the fire!"

Deng Chanyu hastily yelled twice, a breath of boredom surged up her chest, her figure wobbled, and she couldn't stand stably.

What Nezha fired with the fire-pointed gun was not an ordinary flame, it was the real fire of Samadhi, and it would not go out if the food and grass were not burned completely.

Deng Chanyu used the escape method and went directly to the rear camp, but with her strength, she had no way to deal with the fire.

Seeing the grain and grass being swallowed up by the flames, she almost cried out in anger from Yang Jian, but she felt powerless and didn't know how to deal with herself...

At this moment, a long howl came from the sky!

Deng Chanyu immediately cheered up, looked with her spiritual sense, but saw a thin Taoist with an immortal demeanor flying over in a hurry, holding a jade basin in his hand.

"General Deng, don't be in a hurry, the poor Taoist is here to stop this fire!"

After saying that, the thin Taoist turned the jade basin over, and Taoist symbols lit up inside and outside the jade basin, and a vortex appeared at the mouth of the basin.

There was no wind blowing or clouds moving, but the flames from various places in the Shang army's rear camp rushed directly into the air and sank into the jade basin.

Such ability is really astonishing.

But in the blink of an eye, the fire in the back camp was extinguished, and a group of soldiers carrying buckets kept bowing to the gods in the sky. The Taoist smiled and nodded, put away the jade basin, and slowly fell down.

Deng Chanyu hurried forward to salute, clasped her fists and said, "Deputy general Deng Chanyu has met the Taoist priest!"

"General Deng is very courteous. The poor Daoist is Bo Li, a monk from Jinao Island. Today, I heard that the Grand Master has invited me to help the merchant army fight against the rebels. I heard that the grand master and fellow Taoists are still behind, and some fellow Taoists pinched their fingers and calculated that the Shang army will have this difficulty, so let me go ahead."

"The Daoist Gao Yi is really admirable."

Bai Li, one of the Ten Heavenly Lords, is good at spreading flames.

"General Deng doesn't need to be too polite, the only thing is to stabilize the morale of the army. I will wait here, don't worry about me."

The Taoist priest said so, and Deng Chanyu followed her words, and the fact that the gods helped to protect the small half of the food and grass informed the whole army, and the morale of the army was once again boosted.

Deng Chanyu was busy with the aftermath, so Bai Li stood there waiting quietly, looking like a fairy.

Seeing this scene, Yang Jian and Nezha's consciousness felt a little depressed.

If the generals of the Shang army are injured, and their food and grass are burned, the Shang army will be forced to retreat. Even if Wen Zhong invites more Taoist friends, it will be useless if there is no large army to take advantage of.

It's a pity that the success fell short.

"Brother, who is this Bai Li?"

"Jinao Island, Lord Ten Heavens."

Yang Jian said something softly, stepping on the cloud with his hands behind his back, he didn't seem to be too concerned, and took Nezha back to the barracks.

Not long after, figures came from the southeast and landed in the barracks of the merchant army. Each of them released their aura and overwhelmed Qishan for three thousand miles.

All the Ten Heavenly Lords have arrived, but Wen Zhong seems to have not returned, is he still looking for another helper?

Sitting behind the main tent, Yang Jian also released his aura, directly offsetting the aura of the Ten Heavenly Lord, so as not to prevent the Zhou army from being overwhelmed by the aura and unstable.

The Conferred God War, the confrontation between the two religions, should start from the Ten Heavenly Lord's arrangement of the Ten Absolute Formation, and the Twelve Golden Immortals, the deputy leader of the lamp, and Taoist Lu Ya all appeared on the stage...

But those are the conferred gods controlled by Jiang Ziya.

Now it is Yang Jian who is leading the catastrophe of the Conferred God...

"One person is enough for me, so why bother talking about breaking the Ten Jue Formation?" Yang Jian said softly, stood up, and stared outside the tent.

A jade talisman flew from the sky and landed in front of Yang Jian.

...

In the South China Sea, on a cloud, Wen Zhong, who was riding a black unicorn, was about to bid farewell to a Taoist.

This Taoist is not someone else, it is Shen Gongbao who failed to win the list of gods, was kicked out of the door by Chanjiao, and then joined the interception.

"Thanks to the help of fellow daoists this time, if there were no fellow daoists around to lobby, how could ten fellow daoists with such great powers come to help?" Wen Taishi cupped his hands on Qilin's back to thank him, and Shen Gongbao returned the salute with a smile.

"It doesn't have to be like this, I just can't get used to those pretentious people in Chanjiao," Shen Gongbao made a bow, "on the day when Grand Master's Western Expedition is completed, I'll go and ask for a glass of water and wine."

"Brother Dao Shen..."

"Teacher, hurry up," Shen Gongbao smiled and waved his hands, "To talk too much is to offend."

Wen Zhong was deeply moved.

This Fellow Daoist Shen is really the righteous man who hates evil like a hatred, and he will definitely repay him in the future.

At that moment, Wen Zhong urged Mo Qilin to fly towards Xiqi.

Shen Gongbao paused on the cloud for a moment, chuckled, turned around and flew back to Jinao Island, with no abnormality in himself.