The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"You mean, you abolished Tu Xingsun's cultivation because of an ordinary woman?"

Master Puxian's rhetorical question echoed in the main hall of Yuxu Palace, with a little anger and a little puzzlement.

Yang Jian sighed in his heart, knowing that there would be such a question; and facing this kind of question, Yang Jian could not say that mortal monks are living beings, after all, this contradicts the teachings.

But Yang Jian dared to punish Tu Xingsun like this, so he naturally thought of many ways to deal with it, and immediately revealed Ji Qianhua's identity calmly.

Princess Zhou, the military supervisor sent by King Wu.

"This may be a trivial matter in the eyes of my uncle, but it is just a mere mortal woman," Yang Jian chuckled, but his face gradually became a little cold, "but in the eyes of Zhou Jun, and in the eyes of King Wu, it is a big matter!"

"The catastrophe of Taoism should be in Nanzhou. King Wu has the strength and luck to replace Yin and Shang with the help of our teachings. But King Wu is the emperor of the world, and he has some grudges in his heart about these monks who help him crusade against the world."

"If we were King Wu, would we not have even a trace of fear in our hearts besides respect for these immortals who can easily take his life away?"

Yang Jian's words were slowly filled with pain, and Tu Xingsun's terrified and lifeless eyes also showed a thoughtful look.

It seems that Tu Xingsun knew why Yang Jian treated him like this...

Seeing that Manjusri and the others were silent, Yang Jian continued: "This is what I am most worried about. If we behave without desires, cleanliness and elegance, King Wu will be less afraid. But Tu Xingsun Daoist heart is muddy and lustful. First, he covets our lieutenant general Deng Chanyu, and at night he wants to rape Ji Qianhua, the superintendent."

"It was stopped by me, and Tu Xingsun failed to succeed. What if I didn't stop him?"

Manjusri thought for a while, and retorted: "If you don't stop me, let Tu Xingsun marry that mortal woman."

"Really? It's not enough to destroy a person's body, but also to ruin a person's life?" Yang Jian couldn't help but retorted, feeling a little angry in his heart.

Most of the Twelve Golden Immortals were not born in the human race, so they didn't care much about the human race.

Without waiting for Manjusri to speak, Yang Jian said coldly, "If this happens, regardless of what Ji Qianhua can do as a mortal, how will King Wu treat my teaching? I am afraid that the impression we left in King Wu's heart will be overturned in an instant."

"Ji Qianhua is a mortal, and King Wu is also a mortal. The two are brothers and sisters, and Ji Qianhua's status as a military supervisor is also the eyes of King Wu in the army. If you hate King Wu at this time, and let King Wu feel disgusted with my teaching monks, and instead be taken advantage of by the interception, how should I deal with myself?"

Yang Jian snorted, "The catastrophe of conferring the gods has been calculated by all parties, but the luck that allows us to teach the immortals to survive the catastrophe is in the hands of ordinary people like King Wu!"

"After the separation of immortals and mortals, although the Human Sovereign cannot practice, the oath of the three religions to protect the human race is still there, and the human race is still the protagonist of the world. How can the influence of the Human Sovereign on the three religions be ignored?"

A generous speech made people feel deeply moved, and even the master and apprentice who were afraid of Liusun and Tu Xingsun felt that Yang Jian was always thinking about teaching.

Guang Chengzi sighed with a smile: "No wonder the teacher entrusted the list of gods to the hands of nephew Yang Jian. Nephew Yang Jian thinks so, it is true."

"Uncle Xie," Yang Jian cupped his hands and made a salute, then got up and looked at Fearing Sun, "Apart from such considerations, there is also military discipline in the army. On the first day I entered the Zhou army, I made rape and robbery a law of beheading, in order to restrain the soldiers and protect our reputation of teaching."

"As a Taoist disciple, Tu Xingsun didn't think about self-cultivation, but he did such a foolish thing. He should have been beheaded to show the public. But the disciple thought it was not appropriate to make a fuss, so he deprived Tu Xingsun of his cultivation in front of Ji Qianhua."

Yang Jian paused, and asked back: "Is it right or wrong for my disciple to do this because he is afraid of keeping Master Sun?"

"It's not at fault," Fear Liusun said with a normal expression, and Manjusri and Puxian also put away their anger, obviously not wanting to compete with Yang Jian at this moment.

In fact, although they are the elders of Yang Jian's teachers, in the explanation and teaching at this time, their right to speak is by no means weaker than Yang Jian.

Yang Jian made a salute to Fear Liusun, and then added another sentence: "Junior Tu Xingsun has practiced for another thousand or eight hundred years, and his cultivation can still be restored."

Taoist Huanglong snorted, "This kind of treatment is too light!"

"It's not too light, it's not too light," Taiyi Daoist finally opened his golden mouth, then looked at Yang Jian, and asked with a half-smile: "That's it, you found a hundred women for him?"

Apparently, Chi Jingzi had already told all the brothers and sisters about the 'anecdote' in Chaoge City.

"Master often taught me that yin and yang are also one of the principles of Taoism," Yang Jian said solemnly, "Since brother Tu Xingsun has such thoughts and needs in his heart, I, as a brother, always take care of them more. A little gold and silver are just mortal things, so it doesn't matter if you don't mention it or not."

Daoist Taiyi snorted, "Why, is it possible that you are afraid that Junior Brother Sun will pay you back the money you spent in that flower shop?"

Taoist Huanglong: "I think that this time, Yang Jian not only taught Tu Xingsun a lesson, but also gave Tu Xingsun a lot of experience and many opportunities. It is too inappropriate for Yang Jian's nephew to spend money."

This chorus is full of the meaning of a run.

Fearing Liusun smiled wryly, raised his hand and took out a dagger from his sleeve, and lightly brought it to Yang Jian.

This short sword is not an innate spiritual treasure, but it is also a spiritual treasure. It is even engraved with a protective formation. You only need to take the long sword out of its sheath, and you can cast spells to protect the person holding the sword.

What's rare is that the formation works on its own and does not need external force to trigger it.

In short, this sword can also be used by mortals.

Afraid to stay Sun Wensheng said: "It is not good for me to discipline my disciples, and I offended the sister of King Wu of Zhou. I also asked my nephew Yang Jian to hand over this sword to this daughter. It is my master and disciple's kindness."

This kind of behavior and these few words made Yang Jian feel a little more fond of Fear Liusun.

Yang Jian thanked Fearless Sun, and solemnly put away the dagger.

At that moment, Yang Jian took out the fairy rope and returned it with both hands.

If he is afraid that his grandson will not give this dagger, Yang Jian will save this bundle of fairy ropes for his precious apprentice Xiao Zixia.

Afraid to leave Sun Yan to say that he will definitely take good care of the treasure in the future, and will not let Tu Xingsun use it to fight fiercely again, which can be regarded as a little promise to Yang Jian.

It's all here, Guang Chengzi can't let Yang Jian go easily, so he starts to ask Yang Jian what his next plan is.

The Twelve Golden Immortals are all cultivators, and they don't care much about these things, but it doesn't mean that they don't understand political affairs.

Eyesight and mind are there.

Yang Jian explained in detail the plan of the Zhou Kingdom for the next three years, accumulating grain and stationing troops, opening up the war situation on the north and south fronts, uniting the two princes in the east and the south, and preparing for the encirclement of the great merchants.

Manjusri and the others did not come out to criticize, and what Yang Jian said was rigid, and they did not allow them to refute.

Later, Yang Jian was dragged by Chi Jingzi to discuss the Tao. Although he just sat down and listened to Guang Chengzi's lecture, he benefited a lot.

It has been a whole day since Yang Jian came out of Yuxu Palace.

Tu Xingsun was taken back to the mountains by the feared grandson, saying that he would return to the military camp to serve in a year, but Yang Jian didn't care too much.

Judging from all aspects, Tu Xingsun has left a deep shadow on Yang Jian and something, and may have become a demon, and Yang Jian is not afraid of him making any troubles in the future.

Besides Tu Xingsun, Yang Jian has another person to pursue.

Jin Zha.

It seems that it is not all a coincidence that Tu Xingsun bumped into Ji Qianhua who was returning to the camp for the female soldier after being drunk...

After the incident, Jin Zha was the first and only person who rushed to Ji Qianhua's military tent; afterward, Jin Zha's master Manjusri and Filiusun rushed to Chaoge City and found himself...

Among them, Nezha's eldest brother seems to have played a big role.

"snort."

Yang Jian's face was a bit ugly, and he drove straight towards Chaoge City, first fooling Jiang Ziya back, and then it would not be too late to beat Jin Zha.

It was dead of night.

The stars are one or two ink like the sea, and the night clouds lightly cover the moon.

The whole journey was fast and fast, but the closer he got to Chaoge City, the more empty Yang Jian's heart became, as if something was waiting for him ahead.

The spiritual sense of the mysterious body can give timely reminders of many dangers; but this time it is not to remind Yang Jian that there is a danger ahead, but behind him, in the direction of Xiqi, something unknown seems to be spreading.

Yang Jian frowned, looked at Chaoge City, which was hundreds of miles away, and entered the city first.

After a while, Yang Jian stopped in the sky above Chaoge City, looking down at the 'big pit' that should have been Jiang's mansion, his face was as gloomy as water.

Someone attacked Jiang Shang, and he still used great supernatural powers to directly move Jiang's house away.

who?

Yang Jian didn't have time to think about it, so he turned around and turned into a fire phoenix. Using the phoenix feather escape technique, he drew a line of fire in the sky and shot towards the border of Zhou State.

I rushed all the way to Zhou Jun's barracks, everything was as usual, and nothing seemed to happen.

Yang Jian was a little puzzled, so he lowered his head to the cloud and sent a message to ask several juniors to come to see him, but only Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Lei Zhenzi and Deng Chanyu came, and Nezha and Huang Tianhua were nowhere to be found.

"What about the two of them?"

Yang Jian asked with a sullen face, and several people immediately lowered their heads, but they didn't dare to answer.

Lei Zhenzi: "I guess, I went back to the capital to play again..."

"Huh!" Yang Jian snorted coldly, wanted to get angry but couldn't send it to these people, Yang Jian asked about the military affairs of the past few days, and it was also as usual, the merchant army did not threaten at all, and the soldiers performed their daily drills without exception.

Strange, why do I feel uneasy?

What about the unknown?

Yang Jian was troubled in his heart, and encouraged them to disperse with a few words, and then followed Deng Chanyu to see Ji Qianhua.

"How is she?"

Deng Chanyu said: "Prime Minister, the Qianhua Supervising Army is fine, and I have been worrying whether the Prime Minister will be held accountable by the master."

"I'm fine," Yang Jian walked outside Ji Qianhua's tent, took out the dagger, and was about to step in.

But Yang Jian's footsteps suddenly stopped, because his spiritual sense swept thousands of miles away, and he was flying towards the figure here - Nezha.

"This is an apology from Master Tu Xingsun, let her protect her body," Yang Jian said hastily, and then jumped up to meet Nezha.

Nezha obviously came from the capital of Zhou. What happened in the capital?

In Yang Jian's heart, the sense of restlessness became more and more obvious, and he flew faster now...