The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Wen Zhong rode a black unicorn to look at the wide and smoky canyon, but he saw that there was no ambush in the canyon, and there were no people on the sides or opposite sides of the canyon.

But Wen Zhong felt a little uneasy in his heart, he stopped for a long time, and when the pursuers led by Nezha and Huang Tianhua approached behind him, he finally calmed down and ordered the army to pass through here quickly.

But when the Shang army entered the canyon halfway, the misty clouds in the canyon gradually dissipated, and Wen Zhong's face changed greatly.

On both sides, a famous soldier draws a bow and sets an arrow, and rolling stones are ready to go everywhere.

In front, the densely packed elite Zhou army blocked the exit of the canyon. At a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, blocking the canyon very tightly.

Why didn't his divine eyes see through these ambush soldiers?

Could it be that the sky is going to kill the big businessman? The way of heaven wants to destroy him, the Jiejiao Immortal?

Naturally, this cloud and mist is not ordinary cloud and mist, but the profound energy released by Yang Jian; at this time, when the mysterious energy is collected again, Yang Jian does not consume much, but the effect is surprisingly good.

Raising his hand, the standard bearer behind him held his breath.

Wen Zhong looked up and saw Yang Jian's figure, and glared at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's gaze was still calm and indifferent, without any extra thoughts, and without any big fluctuations, he put his raised arm down directly.

Thousands of arrows are fired, rolling stones and falling trees!

The merchant army in the canyon was suddenly in chaos, and Wen Zhong was desperate to use Taoism to kill the mortal soldiers immediately, even if he was entangled in karma and was about to be devoured by all spirits after his death and Taoism disappeared, he did not hesitate at all.

But Wen Zhong's strength, compared to Fengshen at this time, is already a bit weak.

Yang Jian disappeared on the cliff, and before Wen Zhong could react in the future, he had appeared in front of Wen Zhong, kicked Mo Qilin, and sent Wen Zhong and Mo Qilin flying into the sky.

"Teacher!"

"teacher!"

Several generals and Wen Zhong's two disciples suddenly turned pale with shock.

Yang Jian said: "Wen Zhong is dead, why don't you follow him with allegiance."

Their expressions changed drastically, and they wanted to say more, Yang Jian had already chased after Wen Zhongfei.

Although Wen Zhong said that during the catastrophe of Conferring the Gods, the light was completely suppressed by Yang Jian, but he was a respectable opponent after all. He had worked for the big business for decades, traveled here and there, and did not hesitate to delay his practice without complaining.

Yang Jian didn't say much, grabbed the three-pointed double-edged gun, and swung a bright arc of light.

The main generals faced each other and shot with all their strength, which also gave Wen Zhong a decent ending.

Mo Qilin was cut in half, and Wen Zhong's primordial spirit and immortal body were killed at the same time, a wisp of primordial spirit escaped into the void and entered the list of gods.

Yang Jian stood proudly holding the three-pointed and double-edged spear, threw Wen Zhong's body into the canyon, turned around and went back without staying long. "

"teacher!"

"The teacher is dead, what face do we have to live on!"

Yu Qing and Ji Li looked at each other, and at the same time, they killed themselves and followed Wen Zhong into the list of gods.

Seeing this, several generals saw Zhou Jun coming from the back of the canyon, the road ahead was blocked, and the sound of arrows on both sides continued, they immediately raised their heads and sighed, and committed suicide.

Among the merchant army, many elites followed, and some immediately surrendered to the Zhou army...

Yang Jian went straight back to the barracks, slept in the barracks for half a day, and when he woke up, he got the military report of a big victory.

In this battle, with less than 10% loss, the Zhou army wiped out Wenzhong's nearly 500,000 troops, killed 70%, captured 30%, and escaped only tens of thousands of defeated soldiers.

King Wu listened to the military report and ordered to reward the three armies, but Yang Jian took advantage of the situation and arranged soldiers and horses to station on the border of Zhou State, guarded by Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Nangong Shi and other generals.

Afterwards, King Wu Cheng was transferred back to the rear by Yang Jian, who took charge of military affairs for him on weekdays and took care of some things.

"I'm going to go out for a few days later, and the merchant army's vitality will be seriously injured, so I won't attack in the short term," Yang Jian said to King Wu Cheng, "My juniors in the army are all worthy of great use, and Tianhua is becoming more mature and stable. King Wu Cheng will drive him at will."

"How many days will the prime minister be back?"

"You can't tell. If Xiqi has something to do, he will come back immediately."

Huang Feihu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this, and always felt that if Yang Jian was not in Xiqi, he would also seem to have lost his backbone.

Huang Feihu had never felt this way even if he was once the Generalissimo of the Great Merchant.

Yang Jian sent a message to his juniors to tell them to lead the army well, and then he went to King Wu's palace.

Back then, the people who moved west to avoid the war should also move back.

Yang Jianyan talked about the matter of going east, King Wu summoned San Yisheng and other ministers to discuss together, and tacitly put Wen Wang Jichang's last will behind his head, no one mentioned it.

The ministers counted on the emperor to honor their ancestors, and King Wu naturally didn't want to be a minister. These are all human nature. Yang Jian just put forward a few political opinions, and then asked for leave to go out for a few days.

where to go out?

Naturally, it was the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea. He asked Ao Xinke to find out the whereabouts of the Sea God Pearl, and he should go and bring his wife back in person.

Yang Jian wanted to ask for leave, and King Wu was even more worried. In the end, Yang Jian had no choice but to leave a jade talisman.

Previously, King Wu had seen Daomen's mighty battles, and he relied heavily on Yang Jian, but he was also worried that the immortals of Daomen's sect would kill him and kill him, a mortal emperor...

After arranging Zhou Guo's affairs, Yang Jian returned home and told his mother about inviting Xinke back.

At that moment, Yao Ji ordered people to prepare presents, and Xiao Chan'er pestered Yang Jian to go together, Yang Jian thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Before leaving, Yang Jian finally remembered the apprentice he had accepted, that pretty girl...Zixia.

Although the name Yang Jian gave her had a bit of a bad taste at first, at this moment, she faintly felt that things were not that simple.

In the past few years, Yang Jian has been busy fighting with the Jiejiao Immortal and the Shang Army. Zixia sometimes practiced in Meishan, and sometimes lived with her teacher in the backyard of the Yang Mansion.

For his apprentice, Yang Jian was somewhat guilty, postponed the trip for half a day, and called Zixia to come to him.

It's been a long time since I saw her. She is already a slim young girl, her face is already a bit of beauty, and her own aura has not dissipated as she grows older, but has become more ethereal and ethereal.

Seeing Yang Jian, Zixia immediately moved forward, biting her lips lightly, her eyes filled with surprise and excitement, she knelt down and shouted, "See you, Master."

"Get up," Yang Jian showed the majesty of being a master, and put the tea aside, "As a teacher, I have been involved in various things in recent years, and I didn't take care of your cultivation. You must have some complaints in your heart."

Zixia who was about to stand up suddenly knelt down again, "I don't dare."

"Don't be cautious, just wake up," Yang Jian tried to soften his voice, thinking that he had frightened the little apprentice.

The apprentice is so handsome, it is really a sin to be frightened...

"This was bestowed by your ancestor, and it will be of great benefit to you." Yang Jian sent the Yusheng Creation Pill to Zixia, "Take it, my teacher will protect you by your side, and pass on some cultivation experience to you by the way."

Zixia blinked her big eyes, she originally wanted to treasure the elixir given to her by her master, but her master had an order, so she obediently took the elixir, sat down cross-legged, and meditated quietly.

Yang Jian was explaining some knowledge about the prehistoric era and the common sense of cultivating Taoism. He moved some of what Master Yuding taught him back then.

The effect is obviously good, and Zixia's worship of Master is getting stronger and stronger in Zixia's eyes...

"Master will be busy for a few more years, and he will be able to go back to the mountains to practice later, and he will be able to teach you how to practice at any time." Yang Jian coughed softly, "Master will lead you in, and practice is up to you. Whether you can live forever and be free depends on your own perseverance."

"The apprentice will not dare to live up to the high expectations of the master!"

Zixia replied seriously, then blushed, and said in a low voice: "Master, my disciples can often see the powerful conquest between Master and heaven and earth, and know that Master is an indomitable immortal hero. From now on, I will definitely be a fairy like Master!"

Immortal heroes...

Why does this sound like saying that he is a robber who robs everywhere...

He walked over and patted Zixia on the head, injecting two strands of profound energy into her to help her slowly digest the medicine.

He then encouraged her in a gentle voice and asked her to continue practicing here. Yang Jian called Xiao Chan'er, took many gifts prepared by Yao Ji, and the two brothers and sisters flew towards the East China Sea.

As soon as he was on the road, Yang Jian took another Yusheng Creation Pill and took it out.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Open your mouth."

Yang Xiaochan blinked, her small mouth opened slightly, Yang Jian raised his hand and stuffed the Yusheng Creation Pill into her mouth.

"I meditated on the cloud to absorb it. I walked slowly, and I just finished absorbing the medicine when I arrived at the Dragon Palace."

"Brother, what did you give me to eat?"

"Yusheng Creation Pill can improve your aptitude for cultivating immortals and make you smarter, so that you won't be fooled by some men in the future."

Yang Jian flicked his fingers on his younger sister's forehead, and Xiao Chan'er frowned in pain, but the feeling of coolness in her chest spread to her whole body, and she hurriedly sat down to meditate.

Xiao Chan'er immediately pouted to express her dissatisfaction, "Am I that stupid? Besides, we monks should be pure-minded and devoted to the Tao. How can we be so obsessed with men and women all day long that we don't want to think about Tao!"

Yang Jian stared, "You're beating me around!"

"Hee hee hee," Xiao Chan'er smiled triumphantly, and quickly closed her eyes to practice, lest she would waste the power of the medicine.

The wind and waves along the way were calm, and there was no trouble for the immortal to jump out to find Yang Jian; at this time, Yang Jian didn't have to hide in XZ. In the prehistoric wilderness, anyone who could beat him one by one, the power under the saint can already be counted.

And he has the black tortoise with him, and the seventy-two transformations are compatible with the phoenix clan's great art of escaping space. If he is in danger, there is no pressure to escape.

From a distance, Yang Jian saw the thousands of miles of waves in the East China Sea, and thought of something, and turned a corner before entering the East China Sea, and went to Chentangguan.

Go see Li Jing, and ask him to go to Xiqi to help out and help Huang Feihu with some work.

"Brother, don't we go to the East China Sea?"

"Go to Sanzha's father first," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Anyway, I'm on the way, so I don't bother to make another trip."

"Okay," Xiao Chan'er blinked, "Brother, it's getting late today, why not just play at Chentang Pass, no, let's rest for half a day."

"You don't forget to visit mountains and rivers anytime and anywhere." Yang Jian waved his hand, "Let's go, I'll go around with you too, to see if you are gentler now than you were a few years ago."

Xiao Chan'er immediately rolled her eyes, "Since when have I not been gentle? Go to Meishan and inquire about it. We are the top three in Meishan for gentleness and virtuousness, and the most beautiful and dignified in Xiqi."

Yang Jian suddenly smiled and said nothing.

This girl was really spoiled by him.

However, Yang Jian glanced at Xiao Chan'er's figure...

Tsk, she is really a little more mature than she was back then, and she is finally a little bit more enchanting and charming like a daughter.