The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Outside the Zhou army's barracks, the fairy lights kept rising and falling, sometimes turning into fairy birds, and sometimes congealing into divine beasts, attracting Zhou army soldiers to pay homage.

Nezha and the others quickly rushed to the gate, seeing the celestial light shining, but not seeing a figure in it, they felt quite mysterious.

Such a battle naturally alarmed the Ten Heavenly Lords in each formation of the Ten Jue Formation, and Wen Zhong among the Shang Army.

Grand Master Wen had long expected that there would be immortals coming from the Chan Church, and he was still thinking about who would come, but he didn't expect to arrive so late, and there was no movement until fifty days later.

Seeing that the power of the Ten Absolute Formation is increasing day by day, Wen Zhong feels more at ease. He only feels that there are ten heavenly kings here, and this time he will surely succeed.

With an army of 800,000 troops, the grain road is so far away, Wen Zhong has a lot of worries; fortunately, the storage and distribution of grain and grass in Wuguan is sufficient, and there is no obstacle to the mobilization of grain and grass from various places in Dashang.

Seeing the celestial light before Zhou Ying today, Grand Master Wen also heaved a sigh of relief.

The decisive battle has come.

Wen Zhong ordered all the armies to prepare for battle; the merchant camp, which had been silent for a long time, finally sounded the sound of rumbling drums.

This time, the army is no longer exhausted from long distances, and has already grasped the surrounding terrain. If it is no match for the Zhou army...

Wen Zhong snorted coldly, thinking it was unreasonable.

On Jinao Island, in front of the Biyou Palace hidden in the clouds and mist, three top powers, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of Wudang, and the Holy Mother of Guiling, watched the land of Xiqi from a distance.

They were startled by the celestial light that Xiqi appeared, and they came out of seclusion and stood here quietly.

The Madonna of Guiling looks like a young girl, while the Madonna of Wudang has a clear face. A person with great powers who have been involved in good fortune and magical powers has a voice in his face and a Taoist appearance in his heart, so he will not have an ugly appearance.

"Senior Sister, Qin Wan and the others seem to be in some trouble." There was a little worry in the words of the Holy Mother of Guiling.

"Master has an order. I teach my disciples not to enter Nanzhou. Ten of them went to Nanzhou, and the catastrophe has been completed," the Holy Mother of Jinling said in a low voice.

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit asked in a low voice: "Are we just looking at it like this?"

"Just don't look at it." The Holy Mother of Wudang flicked her sleeves, her fairy clothes swayed slightly, and turned around and walked back to Biyou Palace. "Ignore the order of the master, what do they do? I have taught so many disciples, and I don't lack a few of them."

Although these words were harsh, the Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit couldn't refute.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit also said: "You don't need to read too much, they are educating the immortals this time, they must be masters, and they want to get back the shame we left behind."

The Holy Mother of the Turtle Spirit asked softly: "Master, why didn't you let me wait to confront the teaching? Why should we be afraid of them?"

"Master's meaning, how can we guess?" Although the Holy Mother of Jinling said so, there was a helpless smile on the corner of her mouth.

In the Sanqing family, the leader of Tongtian is one of them who is thinking about old love.

The treasure held by the leader of Tongtian religion is the Four Swords of Immortals. The master kills, but he can't suppress the luck of Jiejiao, and the leader of Tongtian religion recruits many disciples. This is the second.

When the great catastrophe descends, the fight is for mana and supernatural powers, but it is also for luck and luck.

Yang Jian's luck was added to his body, and the two top powers, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit and Wu Yunxian, failed to kill him, but made his mysterious body approach to perfection after Nirvana, making it even more difficult.

This is the evidence.

"Luck, huh."

The figure of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit disappeared, leaving only this rather complicated sigh.

There is sarcasm, but also a touch of disdain.

Chaoge City, Shangjun Palace, in the Zhaixing Building.

Di Xin didn't go to court early today, and after waking up, he ordered someone to serve wine, and took his concubine Daji to drink and have fun.

Suddenly Di Xin felt restless, Daji's enchanting and peerless figure was dancing in front of him, but Di Xin's eyes were absent, staring at the land to the west.

"My lord? Are you still asleep?"

Daji walked over with a smile, wearing only a tube top under the gauze skirt, every inch of her skin exuded a fascinating luster.

Di Xin smiled lightly, held Daji in his arms domineeringly, and brought the wine glass to her mouth.

Daji was drinking, her eyes blurred.

However, Di Xin did not directly jump on his horse and raise his whip as usual, but instead asked: "Aifei thinks, how long will it take for the Grand Master to conquer Xiqi?"

Daji smiled lightly and said, "Why should your lord be worried? I heard that the Grand Master is an expert, and he can be invincible in all battles. Xiqi is just a land of barbarians, but some evil immortals are helping, so the Grand Master has been delayed for a while."

"Oh," Di Xin sighed softly, and then asked, "When will my concubine let the immortals come to have fun with the widows again?"

Fairies?

It was burnt clean by your uncle!

Daji sighed softly in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Your Majesty, immortals are not idle every day, and if you call them once, your concubine will lose a few years of life..."

"Why didn't Concubine Ai tell you earlier?" Di Xin immediately blamed himself, and hugged Daji in his arms, "Concubine Ai still wants to be in love with the widow until the end of her life, so she can no longer be called an immortal, no longer be called an immortal."

Di Xin couldn't see it, the eyes of the concubine in his arms flickered, but he couldn't bear it...

Upstairs in the Star Reaching Tower, the Dragon Tent is cool and warm.

If the muttering and whispering were not in such a royal court, there might be another story.

...

The land of Xiqi, before the Zhou camp.

The celestial light had been filling for half an hour, Yang Jian and Nezha were standing outside the gate and waiting; after thinking about it, Yang Jian still sent someone to invite King Wu to come, and only said that the immortals would come here later.

King Wu took a bath and changed his clothes, led three thousand light cavalry, and jumped straight to the horse.

"Your Majesty," Yang Jian led the generals in the camp to greet him. All the soldiers held their breaths and their spirits were high.

Seeing such an imposing army, King Wu was overjoyed, and took Yang Jian's arm to walk around the barracks.

Yang Jian asked him to go to the big tent to rest. King Wu waved his hand and said that he would welcome the immortals first, and stood side by side with Yang Jian at the Yuanmen, looking at the fairy light all over the sky.

Ji Fa sighed softly: "The regret of being alone is that there is no way to practice; but Gu is the lord of the Zhou Kingdom. If he wants to let go of thousands of people alone and go to the mountains to practice, he will lose the trust of all people."

"Your Majesty's open-mindedness is really admirable," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Your Majesty has condensed the fortune of the world's dragons in this life, and being a wise king, after a hundred years, he will enter the cycle of reincarnation and enjoy the blessings of eternal life."

Ji Fa couldn't stop laughing, holding on to the sword hanging from his waist, "You are quite true... other ministers say that I live as long as the heavens, long live forever, but you directly smashed my mortal body, embarrassing me."

Such joking words are not considered lonely.

The generals behind the two immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. Yang Jian was so casual, they did not dare to despise the king.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "These are fixed numbers, you don't have to worry about it, just be a good king and accumulate merits."

King Wu kept nodding, and asked again: "Then all the immortals will come later, should I pay homage too?"

"No worship," Yang Jian shook his head, "Your Majesty, you need to remember that the Human Sovereign does not worship immortals and gods, but only respects the heavens and the earth. It is neither a sacrifice nor a sacrifice, and you must not kneel down, so as not to damage the luck of the human race."

"Human Emperor..."

King Wu muttered to himself and looked to the east.

"Wait until the day when the prime minister captures Chaoge City, Gu will have this title."

Yang Jian smiled without saying a word, glanced at the juniors and dozens of generals of the Zhou army behind him, all bowed their heads, Nezha and Huang Tianhua were no exception.

"Prime Minister, when will the immortal family come?"

Yang Jian's divine sense scanned tens of thousands of miles, but there was no trace of Chanjiao Xian. He guessed that he was going to use the teleportation supernatural power to appear on the stage, so he said: "Hold on a moment, my lord, I still need to invite you."

King Wu asked, "Do you need to prepare sacrifices?"

"It doesn't have to be so pretentious," Yang Jian shook his head and stepped forward, the battle armor was illuminated by layers of fairy light.

Yang Jian went outside the gate, stood on the edge of the fairy light, and said: "Disciple Yang Jian, trapped in front of the ten-jue formation today, is powerless, and fears that it will harm tens of thousands of mortals. Therefore, I respectfully invite the immortal head of the master to come and help us, so as to revitalize the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty and save the people from the fire and water!"

As soon as the voice fell, I heard thunder and thunder on a sunny day.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, the group of uncles were really waiting for him to ask for an invitation.

The elders are saving face, and Yang Jian is a junior, so it should be taken for granted.

At that moment, fairy clouds in the shape of ganoderma appeared in the fairy light, and there were twelve clouds in a row.

Above the twelve fairy clouds, there are twelve figures sitting cross-legged on the futon, gradually condensing from the virtual to the real.

Who is it?

Guangchengzi in Taoyuan Cave of Nine Immortals Mountain;

Red sperm from Yunxiao Cave in Taihua Mountain;

The Immortal Huanglong of Magu Cave in Erxian Mountain;

The Immortal Taiyi of the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain;

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun in Yunxiao Cave, Wulong Mountain;

Cihang Taoist in Luojiadong, Mount Putuo;

Jade Tripod Immortal in Jinxia Cave, Yuquan Mountain;

Jialong Mountain Feiyun Cave is afraid of leaving behind grandchildren;

Master Lingbao of Yuanyang Cave, Kongtong Mountain;

Immortal Puxian in Baihe Cave of Jiugong Mountain;

Jinting Mountain Jade House Cave Walking Heavenly Venerable;

Qingfeng Mountain Ziyang Cave Qingxu Morality True Monarch!

These twelve celestial beings are all immortals, and all of them are masters of Taoism. There is a saying:

Fuyuan has profound mana and long magic power, and is a true immortal with great supernatural powers!

When the twelve Golden Immortals gathered together for the first time, auspicious clouds appeared all over the sky, cranes circled, Taoist boys chanted sutras, and more than a dozen figures walked out of the fairy light, standing below, but they were disciples who came with the master, pure immortals practicing in the sect.

Lei Zhenzi was also among them, and he was quite conspicuous among the group of delicate-looking immortals.

Yang Jian moved forward and bowed, "I have met all the uncles and uncles, and I have met the master!"

Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Jinzha, Muzha, and Huang Tianhua stepped forward at the same time, bowed to each other, and said the same words.

King Wu couldn't see it a little bit, his eyes turned on the Twelve Golden Immortals, and finally led the group of officials forward.

"Ji Fa is very grateful to all the immortals for coming to help my country of Zhou, please accept Ji Fa's respect!"

At that moment, King Wu cupped his hands and bowed to the ground.

All the immortals did not dare to accept the gift of King Wu, who was so lucky to be the emperor, so they all stood up and bowed in return. This has nothing to do with cultivation, it's just because the world is always like this.

"Nephew Yang Jian?" Guang Chengzi smiled, "Is this the Ten Jue Formation?"

Yang Jian said: "That's right, this is the Ten Jue Formation, each of which has its dangers." After pondering, Yang Jian said: "Master, Master Uncle, Master, please take a seat in the tent, let's discuss how to break the formation."

All the immortals nodded in unison, and Guang Chengzi even said: "Today you are here, you are the prime minister here, and we are all here to help you, you... just do what you see."