The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

After the Jiuqu Yellow River formation, the masters of the two religions have settled down a lot. Yang Jian's worries are all about Zhou's internal affairs and military affairs, so he is happy to work hard.

He naturally has no idea about the wealth and honor in the world, but he can't just because he took Jiang Shang's seat, he can't make the state of Zhou into a mess and have no foundation for the country.

In his bones, Yang Jian always has a kind of dissatisfaction.

Originally compared with 'myself', whenever I couldn't bear the pain when I broke through the barrier, the thought of not admitting defeat would always pop up in my heart.

How could he be worse than the Erlang God he knew? How could it be worse than Jiang Shang?

It was this kind of thought that made trouble in Dao's heart, and Yang Jian took care of the heavy government affairs in an orderly manner, providing sufficient rear support for Zhou Jun's eastward expedition.

Most Taoist monks are indifferent to fame and wealth, and focus on self-cultivation; but Yang Jian is following the path of physical sanctification, and the Taoist heart does not need to pursue such a peaceful and waveless state.

If we compare it from this aspect, Yuan Shen Dao needs a peaceful heart, to understand the heaven and the earth, to ponder the great way between the heaven and the earth, to integrate oneself into it, and then to transcend it, which is the realm of a saint.

Beheading the three corpses is just one way to become holy in the primordial spirit, it is not the only way.

And Yang Jian's cultivation of the body is more like cultivating his "self", using himself to create a great way, running through the heaven and earth, and joining the ranks of the great way, in order to achieve the power to prove the way...

Although this realm is still quite far away, it is still beneficial to think more about it.

After relaxing a little, Yang Jian began to think about the 'mount' again.

In the prehistoric times at this time, anyone who has a face has a mount to ride on, and the stronger the mount and the higher the character, the brighter the master's face and skin will appear.

The mount of the sage Laozi is a green bull, but the sage Nuwa has no mount, but she also has a chariot with a congenital spirit treasure.

Generally speaking, one should choose a mount that is vicious and tyrannical. The best choice is of course a wild breed, such as a white dog mastiff like Xiao Tiangou.

What is suitable for riding?

Dragon Phoenix Qilin? The Dragon Clan is my wife's own clan, at most I can find a Jiaolong as a mount, otherwise it will affect the relationship between myself and the Dragon Clan.

There are too few people in the Feng clan, he has already abducted Feng Wu and Feng Shan to his home, if he finds another phoenix as a mount, Kong Xuan will most likely run over to fight him...

Kirin...

Wen Zhong's black unicorn, Yang Jian, was actually quite fond of it, but the black unicorn was devoted to protecting the lord, and died in battle with Wen Zhong. Wen Zhong entered the list of gods, and Mo Qilin also entered the list with a ray of soul, and they will not be separated from now on. exist

Could it be that he really went to fool Bai Ze?

Senior Bai Ze...forget it, how could he treat his fellow daoist as a mount.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian set his sights on Jiejiao Immortal.

But then, Yang Jian realized another problem...

For myself, should I get a male mount or a female mount? Most of the mounts can transform into forms. What if he rides a male dragon all day long, rides a dragon on the battlefield during the day, and turns into a human form to drink with himself at night?

Yang Jian suddenly felt a little restless...

Looking for a female mount? This is also a bit outrageous.

It doesn't work either way, so Yang Jian simply exposed the matter.

That monkey has somersaulting clouds as companions, and he will definitely have a satisfactory mount in the future.

Another day, I would like to inquire about where there are unicorns, preferably fire unicorns or cloud unicorns, the former is domineering and the latter is elegant, both are good.

More than a month after the Jiuqu Yellow River formation.

In Zhou State, the people who originally moved to the west of Qishan Mountain have moved back to Xiaoban. Yang Jian ordered the immortal soldiers in the Yang Mansion to go out to help these ordinary people cultivate and build, and quickly restore the vitality of Zhou State's east.

In the Qinglong Pass of the Great Merchant, the army was getting stronger and stronger. Deng Jiugong managed the army quite well, and the morale of the merchant army gradually stabilized, and the fear of the Zhou army was gradually eliminated.

After all, the news that hundreds of thousands of merchants were wiped out by the Zhou army had already spread throughout Nanzhou.

Since the war between the Yellow Emperor and Chi You, there have been few battles to wipe out the army. Yang Jian ruthlessly killed Wen Zhongzhi's troops. Although overall, the damage to the total strength of the Great Merchants was not too serious, it was like a sharp sword, slashing at the chest of the dying Great Merchants.

The kind with blood splattered three feet high.

The troops of Wuguan were empty, so they had to mobilize troops from various places, but there were not many princes in the eight hundred towns loyal to Chaoge City at this time, and it was difficult to borrow troops from the princes, and the big merchants had to keep troops to guard Chaoge City in all directions, so as not to cause other princes to take the opportunity to cause chaos...

If you are not in charge of the family, you really don't know Wen Zhong's plight.

On Yang Jian's side, Zhou's luck was in full swing. From King Wu to the common people, they seemed to be condensed into a single rope, constantly repelling the crusades of the big merchants, which consumed the strength of the big merchants, and greatly boosted the morale of the Zhou army.

Today, Zhou Jun's eastward expedition is a certainty, and a steady stream of soldiers and horses gather at the border of Zhou State.

Deng Jiugong has not slept for several days and has been busy outside Qinglongguan, setting up various obstacles, intending to consume the strength and morale of the Zhou army when the Zhou army advances eastward.

What do you mean when the house leaks and it rains all night?

As soon as Deng Jiugong laid out the fortifications, Chaoge City sent the king's decree.

Di Xin encouraged Deng Jiugong, but urged Deng Jiugong to send troops to the west as soon as possible to avenge Taishi Wenzhong.

After Deng Jiugong got the decree, he let out a long sigh, and asked the envoy to bring a heart-wrenching letter back to the Shang Lord, saying that this place and the current situation are difficult, and it is difficult to go west because it is more than enough to hold on.

However, this letter appeared on Yang Jian's desk half a day later...

In Chaoge City, Yang Jian made more than a little arrangement.

The letter did not reach Fei and You, so it was intercepted by a post envoy and sent to the military camp on the border of Zhou State.

But the messenger who sent the message was also secretly dealt with by Fei Zhong.

When Nezha got the letter, he immediately summoned his friends and flew to Yang Jian's mansion together, taking the opportunity to take a stroll.

"This Deng Jiugong is actually a man of insight," Jin Zha said with a smile beside him, "Although he is only an ordinary person, he also knows that it is not easy to change the situation of the army."

Nezha asked rhetorically from the side: "Elder brother also has military power?"

"I have learned from my father for several years, and I know a little bit."

Yang Jian took advantage of the situation and shifted the conversation to Li Jing, "Did Zongbing ever let go?"

Jin Zha and Mu Zha looked at each other, showing embarrassment, Mu Zha said: "Father also knows that fate is in Zhou, but he always feels that Di Xin has not failed him, so he still... didn't reply to us."

Jin Zha hurriedly said, "Elder brother, don't worry, we will be able to persuade father."

"Yeah!" Nezha next to him also nodded firmly.

Yang Jian thought for a while, picked up a pen and wrote a line on a piece of cloth, "Nezha, take this and show it to your father to see if it works."

Nezha took a closer look, and read out in a low voice: "Soldiers are worthy of generals, ministers are worthy of kings, loyalty is worthy of righteousness, who is worthy of the people of the world?"

Mu Zha and Jin Zha were thoughtful, Yang Jian said with a smile: "Try it with the righteousness of the common people, your father may just not be able to save face, just give him a step."

Nezha nodded half understanding.

Yang Jian glared at Nezha, "Don't tell your parents what I just said!"

"Brother, I'm not Tianhua! How can I be so stupid!"

Nezha rolled his eyes, took the cloth, and flew out of the study on the Hot Wheels, heading straight to the shore of the East China Sea.

Yang Jian gave Jin Zha and Mu Zha two military orders to let them both leave with Nezha.

Next, in less than half a month, Deng Jiugong must lead his army out of the customs to attack Xiqi...

A series of plans appeared in Yang Jian's mind. He didn't just want to recruit Deng Chanyu under his command to improve the atmosphere of yin and yang in Zhou's barracks.

What he was thinking about was how to bring Deng Jiugong and the more than 100,000 elite soldiers that Deng Jiugong brought out from Sanshan Pass into the Zhou army's command.

Deng Jiugong and Deng Chanyu are not big enemies, just let your juniors practice for a while, and with Nan Gongshi and other generals at the front and Huang Feihu at the rear, there is no need to worry too much.

I closed my eyes and practiced for a while, but when I opened my eyes, it was the morning of the second day.

It was raining continuously outside the window, and it was rare for Xiqi to rain at this time of year. The first thing Yang Jian thought of was 'beneficial farming'.

It is indeed a bit like a prime minister.

I got up and walked to the corridor outside the door, looking at the misty water and mist between the sky and the earth with my hands behind my back, I felt peaceful and comfortable in my heart.

...

Jialong Mountain, Feiyun Cave, is the dojo for explaining and teaching the Twelve Golden Immortals to fear their grandchildren.

Among the Twelve Golden Immortals, Fear Liusun's skills and reputation are considered average, but he is close friends with Manjusri, Puxian, and Cihang, so he is disliked by Guang Chengzi and his brothers. Few immortals come here on weekdays, but it is very clean.

Fear Liusun has a disciple named Tu Xingsun, who specializes in the method of controlling soil and Tudun.

Back then Yuanshi Tianzun explained the catastrophe of conferring gods in Yuxu Palace, and ordered his disciples to recruit disciples to prevent the disaster. Afraid of leaving his grandson, he took such disciples casually, taught him some Taoism, and used elixir and supernatural powers to increase his mana, so he didn't care about it anymore.

In the Jiuqu Yellow River formation, fearing that Sun Daoxing would be damaged, he closed the door after returning to the mountain.

Tu Xingsun had heard early on that Yang Jian and his brothers from the same school were famous in Nanzhou, and wanted to learn from Jin Zha and Mu Zha to join him, but his master didn't mention it, so he didn't dare to ask more.

'Could it be that because of my short stature, the master is afraid of losing face, so he won't let me go to Nanzhou? '

This thought appeared in Tu Xingsun's heart, and it became more and more ingrained in his heart like a demon, and his heart was full of resentment.

On this day, Tu Xingsun was still practicing the method of controlling the earth and the Taoism of the Five Elements in Jialong Mountain. Suddenly, on a whim, a Tu Xingsun escaped thousands of miles and arrived in a fairy mountain.

He had nothing to do, wandered around here for a while, and after realizing that there was a formation arrangement here, he didn't think much about it, and planned to go back to Jialong Mountain to continue his practice.

"Could it be that Master really won't allow me to make meritorious deeds with all the brothers and sisters because of my foreign appearance?" Tu Xingsun sighed softly.

If this is the case, Master, you can teach me some ways of transformation!

Tu Xingsun looked resentful, then stomped his feet, as if venting, he shattered the mountain within a hundred feet, causing a clump of trees to collapse.

"Forget it, this is life."

Tu Xingsun let out a long sigh, and was about to use the escape method to get into the soil.

At this moment, a figure flashed out of the fairy mountain, the light in his eyes flowed, and he kept counting between his fingers.

"Little fellow daoist! Please stay still!"

Small?

Tu Xingsun suddenly became angry, turned his head and shouted, "Your ancestor is so young!"

The Taoist couldn't help being taken aback.

PS: There was a problem with Dianniang today. I couldn’t log in to the backstage. After tinkering for a long time, I finally managed to log in with my mobile phone’s hotspot. After posting first, check for typos. If there are typos, please help to circle them~ There will be a chapter to update later, and I will also present it to overcome all kinds of difficulties...