The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The two Da Luo Jinxians who came uninvited said that they had the method to break Zhao Gongming's fixation of the Sea God Orb, and although they were curious, they did not lose their composure because of it.

On the contrary, the deputy leader of Randeng rushed out directly, the meaning of which is intriguing.

In this case, the Twelve Golden Immortals were too senior to come forward, so it was reasonable and appropriate for Yang Jian to greet them.

Yang Jian led the two Luo Jinxians into the barracks. On the way, Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng took the initiative to declare their families. Yang Jian didn't have a deep impression of them, but Yang Jian had long admired their treasures.

Falling precious copper coins.

In the original allusion of conferring the gods, Zhao Gongming lost the Dinghai God Orb because of the copper coins, and these two came here by luck.

It seems that there is always one hand controlling the script of the Conferred God, and no one can change it too much.

Such a thought crossed Yang Jian's mind, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he lifted the curtain of the camp tent, "The two seniors, please take your seat."

"this……"

Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng looked at each other, seeing the shock in each other's eyes.

Twelve golden immortals sat on the side, their celestial light was ethereal, each with their own bearing, such a situation is really rare in this world.

Taoist Ran Deng sat in the main seat, like a dead tree, but gave people an inexplicable coercion.

Yang Jian had already ordered people to move the futon, and it was opposite the Twelve Golden Immortals. When Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng were pulled into their seats by Yang Jian, their hearts were a little unstable. After all, in terms of seniority, these two Sanxians are also disciples of Chanjiao, but they are Yang Jian's disciples and grandchildren...

"You two have come from afar, so don't be cautious," Guang Chengzi said with a smile, "The two of you said earlier that there is a magic weapon to defeat the enemy. I wonder if I can take a look at it with the poor Taoist?"

"It should be, it should be," Cao Bao glanced at Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng got up with a tense face, groped in his sleeve for a while, and stretched out his fist.

Yang Jian couldn't help but speculate...

If there is nothing when the fists are opened, the two Sanxians playfully say 'are you happy' or 'surprised', will they be slapped to death by the uncles and uncles...

Xiao Sheng opened his palm, and a small copper coin floated up. The copper coin was like a living thing, with two light red wings growing on its back, flapping gently like a moth, floating in Xiao Sheng's palm.

The small copper coin seems to be stained with too much oil, but it has a spirituality in itself, as if it is also observing the figures in the tent.

"Huh?" Huang Long asked in surprise, "This treasure, could it be the rumored copper coin?"

"That's right, the real person really has extensive knowledge," Xiao Sheng nodded in praise, and smiled contentedly, "With this treasure, I can get Zhao Gongming's Ding Haishen Orb."

The lamp of the chief seat said: "In that case, why not go out and call for battle, and stand with that Zhao Gongming."

Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng were about to nod in agreement immediately, but Yang Jian suddenly stepped forward, held Cao Bao's figure about to stand up, and supported Xiao Sheng's arm...

Yang Jian said with a smile: "The two of you have come from a long distance, and the boats and cars are exhausting, so you must take a rest. You can't go out and work hard as soon as you arrive. This makes people say that we are unreasonable to teach immortals, and they will inevitably be ridiculed."

Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng were a little confused.

Ran Deng looked at Yang Jian with both eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Yang Jian, you are a disciple of Yuxu Palace, and you have been awarded the list of gods by the leader, why are you so lazy? Brother, why do you have to talk about it?"

"The deputy leader is like this, but are you afraid that Dinghaishenzhu will run away by himself?" Yang Jian asked with a chuckle, tit for tat.

Ran Deng said: "Pindao came here today at your request to help break the Ten Jue Formation, but now you are so slack, if you let the leader know, I'm afraid it's inappropriate."

"The deputy leader is usually busy, so I must have remembered wrongly. I invited all the masters and uncles, but the deputy leader came here uninvited."

At this time, Yang Jian deliberately pushed the lamp to the opposite of himself, but he also had a lot of consideration.

A little stern light flashed across Ran Deng's eyes, "According to what you said, the poor Taoist came to help, but it was a mistake to help?"

"The problem is that the deputy leader didn't help anything." Yang Jian stood there calmly, and said, "How magical is the master? There are all kinds of things in the three worlds, past events and future events, and the master will not miss anything. If the deputy leader thinks that I am rude, he can go back to the Yuxu Palace and ask the master to punish me for disrespect. But today, in the Xiqi Zhou camp, the deputy leader will just ask you to sit high."

After saying that, he flicked his sleeves, as if he had flung them on Ran Deng's face.

Ran Deng seemed to be burning with anger, but he forcibly suppressed it based on his state of mind, nodded slightly, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said nothing else.

Yang Jian curled his lips inwardly.

This second and fifth child really came here for Dinghai Shenzhu!

This kind of great power from ancient times who has survived to the present must have a good calculation ability, and he must have known that this place is profitable, so he came here uninvited.

When Zhao Gongming showed up, Ran Deng probably knew what he was planning to do; when he saw Luobao copper coins appearing, Ran Deng probably couldn't wait...

Ah!

It would be fine if Yang Jian didn't know what the past Buddha was, but Yang Jian knew it well at this moment, how could he be willing to let the treasure of Taoism fall into the hands of Western religion?

If the twenty-four Dinghaishen beads were really dropped later, and Ran Deng tried to snatch them away, Yang Jian would call his master to take action even if he directly tore his face, and beat him up.

"Two, please rest for a while."

Yang Jian said with a light smile, Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng murmured a few words in secret, they had roughly understood the disharmony within the teaching, they didn't dare to say anything at the moment, and sat obediently.

This young disciple of the third generation did not seem to have come to this day simply relying on the shadow of his master...

The deputy leader of Randeng, an ancient power, claimed that a green lamp will last forever, but he was contradicted by a disciple of three generations.

The point is, Ran Deng didn't dare to directly kill his disciples, and he didn't even dare to get angry, so he just closed his eyes and didn't speak.

"Come here, serve some delicious food and wine. Order the three armies to line up to meet the enemy after noon."

Yang Jian gave two simple orders, sat down with Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao, ignored Ran Deng, and began to discuss with the Twelve Golden Immortals who would defeat the enemy later.

In fact, the matter can be easily settled by directly letting real Yuding take action.

But Yang Jian couldn't bear to disturb the master when he saw the image of the master wandering in vain.

There was another round of hidden maneuvers. Yang Jian strongly rejected Manjusri and Puxian's invitation to join the battle. Later, he, Taiyi Zhenren, and Chi Jingzi fought together. Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng assisted and fought against Zhao Gongming.

During the serving of wine in the army, Yang Jian toasted Xiao Sheng and Cao Bao three cups on behalf of the Chanjiao Immortal, his words were polite and not at all overbearing.

Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng gradually relaxed, and after a while they became familiar with Yang Jian, and gradually relaxed a lot.

After noon, the Zhou camp beat drums, the twelve golden immortals rose into the air, and the lanterns were lit to ride a deer to stand high in the sky.

Master Yuding raised his head and glanced at Ran Deng, and then he still had the same look of wandering too far away and everything has nothing to do with him.

Yang Jian rode the cloud, leading Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng forward to call out, while Taiyi Daoist and Chi Jingzi slowly flew behind them.

While there was no one around, Cao Bao said in a low voice: "To tell you the truth, the Prime Minister, my two brothers came to Nanzhou today, in order to get a name on the list of gods, and then enter the Heavenly Court to be a fairy. The prime minister has a driving force, even if you say it clearly, my two brothers will be terrified!"

"That's right, the prime minister is the true king of the heaven, and he is also in charge of enshrining the gods. I hope the prime minister will take care of it." Xiao Sheng said.

Yang Jian turned around and cupped his hands at the two of them. He was silent for a while, and then responded in a low voice when he was approaching the front of the battle.

"The two of you don't know the danger of the catastrophe of the Conferred God?" Yang Jian said, "Since the two of you have said this, Yang Jian will definitely not let the two of you take risks easily. After today's incident, the two of you can just get a leisurely job in the army."

Cao Bao and Xiao Sheng looked at each other, and Qi Qi bowed to Yang Jian, expressing his gratitude.

Yang Jian really never imagined that there would be Da Luo Jinxian who took the initiative to enter the catastrophe of the gods in order to become an official in the heavenly court...

Isn't it good to be carefree?

But if you think about it carefully, many monks hiding in Nanzhou, such as Xin Huan and his like, if they didn't want to enter the Heavenly Court and become a fairy, why did they get involved in the Daoist catastrophe?

Heavenly Court, the commander of the Three Realms who has always been despised in Yang Jian's heart, made Yang Jian start to change his mind today.

Stopping the cloud head, Yang Jian called forward:

"The general of the merchant army is going out to fight!"

Hearing Yang Jian's call, Wen Zhong, who was supposed to leave the camp, immediately looked at Zhao Gongming and bowed to ask him, "Master, please help!"

"He's calling for the general of the Shang army," Zhao Gongming stood up helplessly and put down the teacup in his hand, "Forget it, I'll fight again."

After saying that, he rode the clouds and rode the fog, left the camp of the Shang army, passed through the ten Jue formations, and faced Yang Jian hundreds of feet away.

Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian, his expression was still a bit complicated, he cupped his hands, and said with a smile: "Nephew Yang Jian came to call for the battle, but he wants to end in person and fight against the poor?"

"That's right," Yang Jian stared at Zhao Gongming, with a little respect in his eyes, and said seriously: "Today I still respect you, senior, not because of your powerful magic power, but because you are willing to take care of the overall situation of the Taoist sect."

Zhao Gongming Fuxu sighed, "You and I shouldn't be enemies."

"But this is a catastrophe of the Taoist sect! I was ordered by my master to hold the list of gods, assist King Wu of Zhou to prosper, and replace Zhou of Shang!" Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming, "I heard from the master that the three religions signed the list of gods back then, and you, senior, were also in Biyou Palace.

Zhao Gongming was dumbfounded by Yang Jian's words, and shook his head, "This fact is not what I want, but the great teaching has the majesty of the great teaching, and the disciples of the disciples can throw their heads and blood for it, not to mention the destiny."

Yang Jian said: "Since that's the case, I have another piece of advice."

Zhao Gongming watched Yang Jian and waited for the next sentence.

"If you retreat now, you and I will still be friends in the future. After you become a god, you can still sit and discuss the Tao, taste tea and cook wine. If you don't leave today," Yang Jian closed his eyes, "don't blame me for being ruthless."

Zhao Gongming's expression was full of emotion, his eyes fell behind Yang Jian, and he pinched his fingers to calculate, as if it was nothing.

But Zhao Gongming didn't take it seriously, and said: "It's better for you and me to take a step back."

"Don't say one step, even half a step, I can't retreat," Yang Jian opened his eyes, the flames in his eyes were burning, and the breath around his body grew wildly.

The body is mysterious, the blood is soaring to the sky, and a wisp of solitary smoke responds to the waves!

Grasping the three-pointed and two-edged spear in his hand, Yang Jian slowly walked forward from the air, but Taiyi Daoist and Chi Jingzi stood still.

Yang Jian had previously asked him to fight Zhao Gongming alone, and if he lost, he would be besieged again.

A white shadow shot from Mount Qi, circled around Yang Jian for a few weeks, and turned into a white dog mastiff.

Roaring dog!

Yang Jian's forehead flashed with colorful brilliance, and many changes in the seventy-two transformations lingered in his heart.

"It's better to let Taiyi and the others go up together," Zhao Gongming grasped the whip and looked at Yang Jian with some unbearable eyes.

Yang Jian didn't answer, his figure paused, and rushed forward together with Xiao Tiangou!