The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"My son is dead!"

An old man dressed as a servant called out in a daze, hugging the young man with a broken arm on the bed, and crying loudly.

Beside the bed, several people exchanged glances, two of them backed away, took advantage of the chaos and disappeared out of the building, leaving only two human immortals, waiting for someone to question.

Soon, a figure came from the south, it was a big man.

The man directly knocked open the building boat, pulled the old servant away, and hugged the boy's body on the bed, his strong body trembling constantly.

"Who is it! Who killed my son! Who is it?"

son?

Isn't it Master?

The two human immortals standing next to each other looked at each other again, each worried.

The pink-faced boy on the bed had a very painful face, obviously enduring great torture before he died.

This reckless man forcibly calmed down his Dao heart, trying to save his blood that had been secretly accepted as an apprentice to cover up others, but his face became more and more angry!

At the wound of the severed arm, a tyrannical force penetrated into the young boy's body, smashing his internal organs and destroying the fairy body!

Then that force entered the Purple Mansion and wiped out the primordial spirit, not even the true spirit was spared!

"Who is it! Who is it? Who is it!"

This reckless man seemed to be crazy, smashed the bed with a punch, then turned around and grabbed an immortal beside him, his eyes were wide open, and there was a little bloodshot in them, "Is it you, right? Isn't it!"

"Shangxian, please forgive me." The man bent his legs and knelt on the ground, "I am the young master's friend! It's really not me, it's not me! The young master was injured by that villain, and I can't go up because of my lack of strength. If you want to kill me and pay for your life, I will not complain!"

The reckless man's face was bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and scolded angrily: "Wicked man? Which wicked man dares to kill my disciple! Which wicked man!"

"I, I... I dare not say..."

This reckless man is like a man-eating beast, he is about to swallow this guy in one gulp, "Say it! Don't say that I will kill you and bury you with my apprentice!"

The immortal was fighting with his legs, and even rolled his eyes and fainted from fright.

The reckless man turned his head and stared at the other person...

"It's Yang Jian! Yang Jian, a disciple of Yuxu Palace! He did it!" The other person was happy, without the acting skills of his accomplice, and shouted directly.

The old servant at the side said tremblingly: "Master, the young master was indeed cut off by Yang Jian...but it was also caused by the young master..."

"What did you say?" The reckless man stared at his loyal servant, "What happened!"

"My lord, he...he cut off Yang Jian's clam, and wanted to stop him from fighting, but Yang Jian didn't want to pay any attention to it, so he was about to leave after scolding..."

The old servant sighed, and said in a low voice: "But the young master saw the three women behind Yang Jian, and they spoke and invited each other, and the words were a bit inappropriate. Yang Jian was angry, shot a spear, and broke the young master's arm."

"What? Just because he invited three women, he cut off my disciple's arm!" The reckless man widened his eyes.

The immortal standing behind him took the opportunity to say: "Shangxian, what happened is indeed like this, but, even if the young master said something wrong, he shouldn't be killed so easily! Please ask the Shangxian to recall the primordial spirit for the young master, maybe he hasn't gone to the underworld yet..."

"What kind of primordial spirit are you summoning! Then Yang Jian will destroy all the true spirits of my apprentice!"

This reckless man stomped his feet suddenly, and the entire building and the ridge below the building were directly smashed into pieces!

Zhang Gao's figure, with long hair hanging loose, was like a newly born devil, beating his chest and feet, trembling with tremors.

"Yang Jian! Yang Jian! My apprentice's life will be returned to you! Ah——I hate! I hate!"

Thousands of miles away, in the forest on the coast of the East China Sea, the masked and robed figure snorted softly, and continued to stand there watching the clouds rise and fall, as if everything was under his control.

It's a pity that I always miss the most crucial point...

Central Shenzhou, outside Qianyuan Mountain.

"Does Master Taiyi, who has so many treasures, live here?"

Yang Xiaochan asked softly, looking at the mountain in front of her, which seemed to be no different from the surrounding mountains, and didn't even have much aura, she was a little puzzled.

Yang Jian said: "Come out, let's fly over, my uncle's cave is not easy to find, it's hidden on a cliff."

Yang Xiaochan took the clam as she said, and stood between Yang Jian and Ao Xinke, stepping on the white cloud Yang Jian summoned.

Flying forward for no more than a hundred feet, it seemed as if they had crashed into a raised water surface, and the four figures of them slowly disappeared in place.

Entering the big formation, it is another scene, the clouds are steaming and the clouds are shining, the cranes are singing, the mountains and rivers, the maple leaves are falling, but it is an indescribable fairy style.

A golden light flew out from a cliff, and turned into a boy in front of the four of them. It was the Jinxia boy that Yang Jian had met back then.

"I've seen my senior brother," Jinxia Tongzi saluted, and Yang Jian also bowed back.

The boy Jinxia said: "Master is waiting for you in the cave, the three fairies should come too, but my master always likes to be quiet, so please don't make any noise."

"Yeah!" Yang Xiaochan nodded in agreement, and followed Yang Jian two steps behind.

The four of them flew to the cliff with Jinxia boy, and felt that the universe was upside down, and something was created out of nothing, and they came to a palace half embedded in the cliff in a trance.

Under the tree by the cliff, a handsome young man was standing. When he saw Yang Jian, he couldn't help but smile, alleviating the worry on his face.

"Brother Yang Jian, are you here?"

Yang Jian also couldn't help smiling, and nodded seriously: "I came here today to get back the title of senior brother that I lost to you back then!"

Who is the person under the tree if not a spirit bead?

"Hahaha! That's fine, go see Master first, I'll fight with you!" Ling Zhuzi laughed twice, and Yang Jian couldn't help but smile.

Lingzhu walked forward, not looking at Yang Xiaochan and Ao Xinke, but only looking at Yang Jian, there seemed to be a thousand words in her eyes, but it just turned into a sigh...

"Now you are the leader among our three generations of educating disciples. But I..."

"What's wrong with you?" Yang Jian took a step forward, raised his hand and punched Lingzhuzi's shoulder, naturally it didn't use much force. Yang Jian said: "Such an expression is not the spirit pearl in my impression."

"Well, it's hard to say," Ling Zhuzi adjusted his breath a little, suppressed his sorrow, and put on a smile, "For me, this is also the opportunity to prove my own way. These few are..."

Yang Jian said with a smile: "This is Ao Xinke, Princess of the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea, quickly call my sister-in-law."

"It turns out they are younger brothers and sisters," Ling Zhuzi made a salute, "Although my junior brother has only a short period of cultivation, he is blessed with such blessings."

Ao Xinke just nodded in return, without answering, and looked at Yang Jian timidly.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "She cannot speak well, it's not because she's being rude to you."

"It's all right," Lingzhuzi waved her hand quickly, fearing Ao Xinke's embarrassment, pointing at Yang Xiaochan who was still a young girl and said with a smile, "This is your ice-snow smart sister, right?"

Yang Jian nodded, "That's right, it's my sister, Xiaochan."

Yang Xiaochan grinned, called out to her senior brother, blinked her eyes, and then blinked back a piece of seven-color fairy silk, which is not bad to wear on her body, and it is also a defensive treasure.

This girl tasted the sweetness, and after entering the cave to pay respects to the real Taiyi, she called out sweetly again: "Uncle Taiyi! I can see you again!"

Daoist Taiyi laughed, and loved Yang Xiaochan's thoughtfulness very much, and then he waved out three fairy treasures, all of which were red hairpins, bracelets, and anklets for women.

Yang Jian: Speaking of which, what is Master Taiyi doing refining these things?

Don't dare to think, dare not think.

Daoist Taiyi hasn't changed his appearance for hundreds of years. He seems to know that Ao Xinke and others are coming, so he changed into an elegant Taoist robe, which is paired with that handsome face that looks like a woman. It really makes people think that he is not a "beauty" that can be found in the world.

He asked Jinxia Tongzi to take the three girls to have tea under the tree, and let Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi stay, naturally to explain some important matters.

Master Taiyi didn't beat around the bush, and asked Yang Jian, "I've mentioned to you about the reincarnation and restoration of Lingzhu, what do you think?"

"Master, why did you ask me?" Yang Jian smiled wryly, "You should ask my master."

"Your master's temperament is too old-fashioned and not flexible enough! You are a guy who can handle the brains of three people, of course I'm looking for you." Master Taiyi lay on the rocking chair, drinking tea to moisten his throat, "I want him to be reincarnated and join this catastrophe. What do you think? Don't give me a sloppy eye!"

Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi looked at each other, the latter was full of helplessness, obviously this was the decision made by Master Taiyi.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "In fact, no matter what you do, there are risks, and so does your practice. Brother Lingzhuzi's body is a fairy stone. If you change to a mortal body, you will be inferior."

"Then, what do you think?" Master Taiyi asked with a frown.

Yang Jian said: "It depends on how the uncle arranges... Can the uncle find a reincarnation for Senior Brother Lingzhuzi?"

"Not yet, I just have this idea, and then I will find a good family for him to gather luck during the disaster," Taiyi Zhenren sighed, "If Lingzhu continues to practice like this, even if he becomes a great Luo in the future, it will be difficult to be included in the list of great supernatural beings. Even if this disaster is avoided, it may be difficult for him to protect himself in the next disaster."

"Master..." Lingzhuzi looked a little lonely.

But Yang Jian said: "In fact, individuals also have their own fate..."

"The reincarnation of the Lingzhu and recultivation is the opportunity in his life," Taiyi Taoist said, "All monks feel that entering the Heavenly Court is not a good thing, and they will be bound by the regulations of the Heavenly Court. But the Heavenly Court is a good place to practice. As long as you don't die in the battle of the Conferred Gods, the Conferred Gods List will not be able to block your way of cultivation."

"Master has worked hard and hard, but it is beyond the reach of others."

Yang Jian made a bow, looked at Lingzhuzi, and persuaded: "I think this is feasible."

Lingzhuzi's face was a little sad, and she wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.