The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

‘Master, I want to go to the Longevity, and live happily for the rest of my life! '

'I practice...what I cultivate is...well, Sushui...tai, Taixuan...'

'Tobi! '

On the hospital bed, the young man who was receiving a drip suddenly opened his eyes, and looked around with some doubts.

Where is this?

Hospital?

That's right, I seem to have been hit by a truck... It seems that I had a long, long dream when I fell asleep, but I couldn't remember too much at the moment...

"hiss!"

Just when I wanted to move, my chest felt a stabbing pain, and I didn't know how many ribs I had broken.

But in the end, if you survive a catastrophe, you will be blessed, and getting your life back is more important than anything else.

The window was open, the curtains were swaying gently in the breeze, and the sound of beeping instruments in the room made him feel inexplicably strange.

The bottom of my heart is empty, I don't know why, my eyes can't help but turn red...

This is myself, what's wrong?

"Hey, young man, do you want to ring the bed bell for you?"

Suddenly there was a voice of greeting from the side, Yang Jian turned his head and looked, it was an old man in the next bed.

This old man looks a little bit kind, why?

"Troublemaker..."

"No trouble, no trouble, how can such a small matter be trouble?"

The old man at the side responded with a smile, and rang the bed bell, and a nurse hurried over from outside immediately.

Yang Jian blinked, lying there obediently, looking at this...

Fuck, do the hospital nurses have a star face now? This white-toothed, fine-nosed nose, red phoenix eyes, melon-seeded face and pointed chin, definitely belong to the existence of a fairy.

Yang Jian subconsciously glanced at her badge.

Chu Qian?

This name is a little familiar, why does it feel a little kind inexplicably.

He laughed a little embarrassedly, guessing that it was because he had never seen a beautiful woman.

"Do you feel uncomfortable? You can tell me in detail."

This service attitude...

Could it be that he was sent to a private hospital by his parents with a lot of money? Will the medical card be reported here? If I had known that there would be a car accident, I would have bought medical insurance in advance.

"I'm kind of, all over the place."

The nurse girl asked softly: "Mainly, do you feel dizzy or want to vomit?"

"Not this one."

"Hmm cough!" There was a light cough from the side, and another girl in a white coat walked over on high heels.

Could this be a plastic surgery hospital?

Why are female doctors and nurses so good-looking? The point is, why do I feel like I have met them more than once... Could it be that I am dreaming now?

Yang Jian squeezed his thigh secretly, but fortunately, the attending doctor with glasses had a rather cold expression.

This is in line with Yang Jian's normal understanding of the hospital.

"Director Kong, the patient has woken up."

"Am I blind? Go and inform his family members, and leave the hospital when you're ready."

discharge?

"Doctor, I seem to have a broken bone..."

"Really?" Director Kong showed a slight sneer, "Not only will your bones be broken, but you will also suffer from endocrine disorders and mental disorders."

"doctor……"

Just as Yang Jian was about to argue a few words for his health, his vision suddenly became dizzy, and he fainted in a daze.

Faintly, he heard a conversation on the side.

"Sure enough, he is still too weak, but there is nothing serious about it. In a few hours, he will probably wake up for the second time, and his memory will be restored by then. Let everyone not be too impatient."

hour?

What age counting method is this?

What happened to memory? My memory...how come there are so many things in my mind...

With a soft groan, Yang Jian completely passed out.

When he opened his eyes again, the haggard faces of his parents appeared in sight, which relieved Yang Jian a little.

It's just that he recalled the vague dream he had just had, and didn't know what was going on for a while.

And then, under the treatment of the cold-faced and kind-hearted director Kong, he was alive and kicking in just half a month, and he was miraculously able to be discharged from the hospital.

But from time to time, figures and paragraphs of words would appear in his mind, which made him puzzled, and he could only feel that his brain was damaged by a big truck.

A worrying second half of life.

It may be that the sentence is really answered, there must be blessings after death.

Within a few months after being discharged from the hospital, Yang Jian discovered that he had various small adventures—most of them were inadvertent encounters with some particularly beautiful girls.

A few times, he almost couldn't control his actions, and wanted to hug her directly...

"Have you been hit and perverted, shouldn't you?"

Yang Jian sighed weakly, lay on his back on his little bed, listened to the ticking of the clock beside him, and yawned wearily again.

During dinner, Yang Jian accidentally discovered that his parents' expressions were quite serious.

"Son, Dad may have to be honest with you about something today," the father sighed earnestly, while the mother beside him silently wiped away tears.

what's the situation?

"What's the matter? Dad, you have something to say."

"Father, after having you, I went on a business trip and made a mistake that all men make... A few days ago, your half-sister came here, and I have to be honest with you two."

Yang Jian trembled, and winked desperately at his father, but the latter just sighed.

"Come out, girl."

"Why!"

The bedroom door on the side was pushed open, and a girl with twin ponytails and a school skirt jumped out impatiently, her delicate little face was full of excitement.

Yang Jian was a little surprised at first, and then suddenly stunned.

He seems very familiar with...

Father said in a deep voice, "This is your brother... calling someone."

"Oh, brother!" the girl yelled sweetly.

Yang Jian said anxiously: "Hey, hey...Dad, what are you doing? Mom is still here!"

"Son, as a mother, I'm sorry to both of you. Before I married your father, I already had a daughter... Son, come out too."

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a beautiful young lady in a cheongsam bowed her head and came out with a little blush on her face.

"This is your half-sister, her name is Xiao Qingqing, call someone quickly."

"I call... sister?"

"Well," the young lady gently smoothed the hair next to her ear, and walked quietly to the dining table.

The father on the side sighed again, "Actually..."

"Dad, what other mistakes did you make?" Yang Jian's lips trembled, "Let's say it all in one breath."

"Well, actually, I also ordered a few doll kisses for you. It just so happened that they all came to the door today... Let's all come out."

The balcony opened, and three beautiful figures came with a bit of shyness. The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched slightly, his head went black, and he couldn't help but fainted again.

They paled in fright, and hurried over to check his soul condition.

Finally, after more than half a year of tossing, Yang Jian sorted out all the memories completely.

He really didn't expect that Master Xuandu was not the real body, and that Xuanye could come up with such a way...

When he was about to fall to recreate the universe and open up the eternal kingdom of God into a boundless universe, Xuandu desperately protected a trace of his true spirit.

Then Qingqing cultivated this ray of true spirit into one soul and one soul, and reversed the path left by Xuandu when he took him to the wilderness, and traced back thousands of years ago.

Xuanye stayed on the earth to arrange, and based on his own calculations and deduction, he reproduced the imprint of the way of heaven rubbed on the good fortune jade plate.

Three Emperors and Five Emperors, Xia, Shang and Zhou, Qin and Han...

He also secretly spread the Taoist inheritance, leaving behind many Taoist allusions.

Even in the Ming Dynasty, Taoist Huanglong also used the pseudonym Wu Chengen to write the "Blueprint of the Way of Heaven" for the catastrophe of Journey to the West that Honghuang failed to complete; the catastrophe of Fengshen was also handled in the same way, but it was written by Bai Ze under the pseudonym Chen Zhonglin.

And his three wives, as well as Qingqing, Zixia, Kong Xuan, and Chuqi, searched for traces of his remnants in every corner of the universe...

Until the Great Master Xuandu found the earth and put the true spirit of Dubi into the reincarnation of the living, the "mole-free youth" Yang Jian was born.

When Yang Jian grew up for more than 20 years, Xuanye and Ao Xinke have been quietly lurking.

After the car accident happened and Xuandu lured away the soul of the mole-free youth Yang Jian, when Yang Jian's 'body' was still warm, Xuanye and others hurriedly appeared and gathered together.

Poured into Yang Jian's repaired soul, and immediately healed his injuries...

In this way, he came back to life.

It's a pity that Yang Jian no longer has the strength to return to Honghuang, and can only rely on the "help" of a few wives to barely survive.

Not long after Yang Jian recovered his memory, Xuanye said goodbye and left.

He is going to wander in the universe to see if he can find a way to return to the wilderness, and he also agrees to find a way to leave a mark for Yang Jian.

When asked by Xuanye what his future plans were, Yang Jian smiled and revealed his grand blueprint.

"Make money, buy a big villa, take care of your wives, and wait for the years to grow us together."

Xuanye laughed a few times and walked away, never showing up again.

He may have found his way back, or he may be asleep somewhere.

In the dream, this guy is omnipotent.

After Xuanye left, Bai Ze and Huang Long got together and said that they were going to explore the secrets of the deep universe, and they also went together, probably seeing that Yang Jian was fine, and wandered around.

In this universe, it is not only the earth that has life.

The river of true spirits flows through the four-dimensional space, and the true spirits will always find a place to live and reappear as living beings.

On the contrary, Yang Jian made another breakthrough in his relationship, and found an opportunity to formally propose to Qingqing, expanding the number of his wives from three to four.

It's just that after lack of strength, I often... have back pain...

It would be a bit embarrassing for Zhenjun Erlang to say this.

In fact, there is still a concern in the prehistoric world, which is Yang Jian and Xiao Lan's daughter Yang Lian'er, but Yang Jian thought, with Master and several saints taking care of her, he shouldn't worry too much about her.

It's just that I have never seen my daughter, so I feel a little regretful in my heart.

Most things in the world are difficult to achieve, Yang Jian is not too sad.

Safety is blessing, and Yang Jian feels deeply about this.

Three years later……

On the white sandy beach of a certain island, several beautiful girls were happily playing beach volleyball there, attracting many onlookers.

And in a corner that these people couldn't see, in the rippling enchantment, Xiao Lan and Qing Qing were snuggling up to Yang Jian's side to take a nap, lying under the parasol to quietly enjoy the tranquility of the afternoon.

On the side under another parasol, well-dressed Ao Xinke and Feng Wu were lying there flipping through fashion magazines; it wasn't that they were conservative, it was that they had been pregnant for several months.

Even if they are not afraid of the wind and cold, but they finally got pregnant, they are a hundred times more careful than ordinary people.

Not far behind the four wives, also within the barrier, in the expensive sea view villa, several women in maid skirts were cleaning and laughing.

In the bedroom of the villa, Zixia was wearing a cartoon nightgown, hugging a few unknown comic books, and hid under the quilt, laughing "嘿嘿嘿".

In the small swimming pool on the roof, Kong Xuan and Chu Qi basked in the sun bored, discussing together how to conquer the surrounding galaxies and establish a new New Black Spirit Kingdom.

"By the way, husband..." Qing Qing said suddenly.

Yang Jian raised his head, "Call my husband."

"Husband~"

The bones were half crisped, Yang Jian smiled and said, "What's wrong?"

"How is that 'big sister'? When I heard you tell stories before, I didn't hear you mention it."

"She," Yang Jian sighed slowly, "she must be dead, probably."

Xiao Lan sighed softly, "He's a poor man."

"It's just that the sin is too serious..."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, didn't say much, but hugged them tighter.

Outside the barrier, Xiao Chan'er, who was a little tired from playing volleyball, greeted, and Ting Lan and Cui Zhu followed like protectors on both sides, and walked towards the ice drink stand by the roadside with the eyes of a group of idiots and resentful women following.

Xiao Chan'er waved her hand, "Miss Sister, here are three bottles of happy water!"

The girl who was holding a book with her head down behind the booth raised her head, blinked with some doubts, and asked in sign language what happy water is.

"It's iced Coke, Coke."

Suddenly, she suddenly realized, put down the book with a smile, and walked behind the bar to start preparations.

A few minutes later, three gorgeous young girls walked away together laughing and laughing.

The girl behind the bar stood there in a daze for a while, then glanced at the corner of the beach where the enchantment existed, and slowly withdrew her gaze.

The little nostalgia in her eyes, like her disobedient long hair, always inadvertently passed by her ears and permeated her heart.

Can't tell if it's sour or sweet.

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(End of the book)