The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

'This matter is still rotten in the heart. '

After a little hesitation, Yang Jian made up his mind not to tell Chu Qian that Fairy Yunhua in the past was Yao Ji today.

After picking up her mother, Chu Qian should be able to recognize it by herself, which is more direct than others telling her.

After coaxing the crying Yang Xiaochan, Yang Xiaochan regained her composure after venting out. After all, she was still in front of her unmarried sister-in-law, and she didn't dare to get too close to her brother.

"Brother, do you always think that I am easy to get into trouble? I don't know how to do things, and I can't help you?" Yang Xiaochan asked him, sniffling.

Although Yang Jian really wanted to praise her for her self-knowledge, she could only ruffle her long hair with a chuckle, and said, "It's not that I think you are cumbersome, but as long as I take you with me, I can't concentrate on defending against the enemy. It will always distract me."

Yang Xiaochan blinked, then pursed her lips and snickered twice, as if eating candied fruit.

Yang Xiaochan, who was settled in one sentence, looked at Ao Xinke, gently pushed her brother, and said in a low voice, "Aren't you going to talk to your future wife?"

"You girl," Yang Jian wanted to reprimand her, but he didn't know what to say to her.

Chu Qian came forward to salute, Yang Xiaochan took Chu Qian and said that she was going to read a book in the hall, and left this place for Yang Jian and Ao Xinke to be alone.

Yang Jian doesn't feel shy at all, he has been through life and death a few times, how can love between children make him short of breath?

Ao Xinke's mood was not bad either. Although she hit Yang Jian by mistake and made her chest bump like a deer for a moment, she recovered quickly.

She took two steps forward and bowed to Yang Jian; Yang Jian, who wanted to order casually in front of her, had no choice but to return the salute, and was led to sit by the only chair.

"Do you live here on weekdays?" Yang Jian looked at the simple layout around him, but felt a little uneasy.

If she likes to read, where can she get such a vast book?

Ao Xinke pursed her lips, exhaled lightly, and said softly, "Uh...you, have you... been injured?"

"It's ready," Yang Jian patted his chest, seeing her sitting beside him, he pointed to the bed beside him. She sat down with a blushing face, her posture was very dignified, but she was a little restrained in her own incense pavilion.

Yang Jian wanted to find a topic to chat with, but Ao Xinke couldn't talk, so he had to talk more.

In fact, there are not so many topics to talk about to make women happy, and Yang Jian is not good at this, so he just briefly talked about his experience of going out.

Naturally, those two proclamations had already been circulated in the Dragon Palace. Ao Xinke also read the proclamation of demons and sages at the first time, and knew that Yang Jian had gone through a life of nine deaths and all sorts of hardships.

But what surprised her was that she didn't see any fatigue in Yang Jian's body; when listening to Yang Jian's words, she never heard a word of complaint or indignation from Yang Jian...

Ao Xinke secretly admired Yang Jian, but she dared not underestimate Yang Jian.

While talking, Yang Jian talked about the incident when he just returned to Dragon Palace, about Ao Xinke's "fourth brother", and took out the pointed spear.

In ancient times, the dragon clan and the phoenix clan fought to the end, the prehistoric land collapsed, and riots occurred all over the world.

The surviving masters of the Feng clan attacked the dragon clan's land and smashed all the blood of the ancestor dragon that had not yet broken their shells. Only a few survived, and Ao Xinke was one of them.

It was Ao Guang's fourth younger brother, the fourth son of Zulong, who guarded the land of the Dragon Clan back then.

He was also the most powerful of Zulong's dragon sons, but unfortunately, he was seriously injured and died soon because of a surprise attack by a master of the Feng clan.

The four sons of Ancestral Dragon saw with their own eyes that their land was slaughtered by the Feng Clan, and they hated the Feng Clan very much. After the Dragon Clan stationed in the four seas, instead of thinking about healing their wounds, they began to forge a magic weapon.

The four sons of Zulong swore an oath to kill the last member of the Feng Clan, poured all their efforts into that magical weapon, and condensed all the treasures of genius and earth to create the barrel of the gun.

He even did not hesitate to disobey the orders of his clan, and secretly stole the only piece of Kaitian Stone left in the treasure house of the Dragon Palace, in order to grind out the tip of the spear.

The so-called Opening Stone has a lot of origins, it is the 'stubborn stone' that could not be destroyed when Pangu created the world, it was conceived in the chaos, and there are only a few pieces in the world.

But the fourth son of the Zulong found that although the Kaitian Stone was powerful, it couldn't be polished at all. In the end, after thinking hard, he still couldn't do anything, but was injured by the Kaitian Stone, which aggravated the injury.

Perhaps because of the extreme hatred for the Feng Clan, the four sons of Zulong finally figured out a way to melt the sky stone, which is to soak it with their own blood essence.

The four sons of Zulong really went crazy, they went into the deep sea without telling their people, stuffed the Kaitian stone into their chest little by little, and then slowly melted the Kaitian stone with all their tyrannical cultivation.

How overbearing is Kai Tianshi? That is a spirit that has not yet collapsed under the Pan Gu axe!

At that time, the four sons of Zulong were seriously injured. As soon as Kaitianshi entered his body, his own blood was directly sucked away by Kaitianshi...

Shocked, the four sons of Zulong were so decisive that they kept doing one thing and took the body of the gun into his body, trying to make the two become one in his body!

The body of the dragon is turned into a spirit stone, and the magic weapon is forged with blood!

"F-finally... did it work?" Ao Xinke asked in a low voice.

That was her fourth brother of the same father and mother, forcibly refining the Kaitian Stone with a seriously injured body, and using the body of a dragon to create a magic weapon. If it doesn't work, that's really tragic.

"That's it."

Yang Jian took out the non-pointed gun and rubbed it gently in his hand, but he didn't seem to feel the weight of the non-pointed gun.

Ao Xinke who was next to her came over curiously, Yang Jian handed her the spear, Ao Xinke picked it up with both hands, she was unsteady and almost fell forward by the spear.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Yang Jian supported her and put the magic weapon in his hands.

Ao Xinke happened to meet Yang Jian's eyes, and they could detect each other's breath.

Her face was flushed, and she subconsciously wanted to break free; Yang Jian didn't let go, but slowly helped her up, and said softly, "Be careful, this gun is heavy."

"Mmmmmmmm!" Ao Xinke nodded lightly, and then heard the sound of drums 'dong, dong' for a while, but she didn't know where it came from.

When Yang Jian let go of her big hand, he settled down and asked, "Where's the tip of the gun?"

"Look," Yang Jian drank the tea in the porcelain cup, brought the teacup closer to the head of the spear without a pointed spear, one foot away from the end of the spear, and lightly passed it.

The porcelain cup actually split into two!

The incision is extremely smooth, without any cracks!

"Yes, yes?" Ao Xinke said in surprise, she wanted to reach out to touch it, but she didn't dare.

"Not yet," Yang Jian sighed, and rubbed the body of the Wujian spear. The long spear vibrated slightly, penetrated into Yang Jian's palm, and attached to Yang Jian's left arm.

Yang Jian said: "At the last moment, the dragon master found the fourth son of Zulong and rescued his dragon soul with great supernatural powers."

Ao Xinke's complexion darkened, and she said in a low voice: "Fourth, fourth brother, if you think about it, you must... hate..."

"Well, he is very anxious and regretful. This gun only lacks his dragon soul, and he can also be born from a gun. This is also a helpless thing. Maybe this magical weapon is not allowed to be born." Yang Jian said with a lot of emotion.

The refinement of the four sons of Zulong fell short in the end, and the dragon soul was also sent back to the clan land for cultivation, but because of the exhaustion of the dragon clan's luck, it finally died of depression.

It was too late for the dragon master who saved him to regret it. It was out of good intentions, so he couldn't say anything about him.

And this pointless spear was also placed in the treasure house of the Dragon Clan, and it was useless until it was held by Yang Jian.

The material used for this gun is extremely precious. Countless years have passed, and it has also given birth to its own spirituality. It's just that the Kaitian Stone, which was supposed to be the tip of the spear, melted into the spear body, only the sharpness remained, and there was no substance.

"Yes, yes, yes, yes, install... another, another, Jianer?"

Yang Jian smiled and shook his head, patted the arm where the spear was hidden, and said: "The tip of the gun is already on the gun, but you can't see it. If there is a chance to meet the saint in the future, I will ask the saint to help."

Ao Xinke's eyes lit up, and she immediately nodded her approval.

What the dragon masters cannot do, I am afraid that only six saints can do it.

Yang Jian is a disciple of the third generation of Yuxu Palace, and now he is famous in the prehistoric world, almost everyone knows it, everyone knows it, it is not difficult to meet the saint.

This gun falls into the hands of Yang Jian, and it will definitely shine in the future, and perhaps it can complement itself and reveal its true form.

"Fourth, fourth brother... last, last wish, please, please, you."

"Well," Yang Jian nodded, glanced at Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian who still didn't want to come back, so he had to continue to find some interesting things to tell her.

Ao Xinke sat there like a bright moon in the sky, listening quietly, her gaze towards Yang Jian became more gentle unconsciously.

Yang Jian could also feel her heart, and there was a gentle tone in his words from time to time.

Although the two of them were matched by Dragon Palace and did not marry because of love, their impression of each other is not bad, but because of a marriage letter, they both wanted to treat each other well, and gradually developed a good impression.

Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian secretly hid beside a bookshelf, stepped on the ladder, and looked at this side through the gap.

"Sister Qian, do you think they will..."

"What?"

Yang Xiaochan lowered her voice and asked, "Do you want to be husband and wife in broad daylight?"

Chu Qian didn't catch her breath, she covered her mouth and coughed.

She was originally a jade bone qin demon who had ruled the mountain for tens of thousands of years. Although she was not a human being, she had seen a lot of things.

"What is the matter of husband and wife?" Chu Qian asked softly.

Yang Xiaochan blinked: "Sister Ting Lan said, she just lies on the same bed and sleeps? Many Taoist couples also do this, saying that they can communicate with each other, connecting heaven and earth..."

"When you're older, I'll take you around the world, and you'll understand everything. Don't talk nonsense at this time."

Chu Qian warned a few words softly, and then the flowers trembled with laughter.

In this hall full of books, because of her smile, it is a little more sunny, and because of that corner, there is more gentle wind and drizzle.

Yang Xiaochan blinked, isn't that right?

...

In Dongsheng Shenzhou, in a jungle near the sea, more than a dozen figures came from various places, covered their own breath, and fell into the white mist in the forest.

A figure suddenly appeared in front of this group of people, turned around suddenly, wearing a fluttering robe, but wearing a very simple white mask on his face, revealing only a pair of narrow eyes.

Behind the mask came a voice that was neither male nor female, neither thick nor thin:

"From the East China Sea Dragon Palace to Zhongshenzhou, this is the shortest road. Just listen to my news. When Yang Jian leaves the Dragon Palace, he will lead that stupid guy here!"

"Respect the order of the ancestors!"

More than a dozen figures responded at the same time, and when they looked up again, the masked figure had disappeared.