The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Originally, Master Taiyi asked Yang Jian to come over to persuade Lingzhu.

If Yang Jian didn't know the future fortune of the Lingzhu, he might try his best to stop it, because it would be too risky and child's play to let the Lingzhu reincarnate and rebuild into the Battle of the Conferred Gods.

But Yang Jian knew what kind of demeanor that three-headed and six-armed God of the Three Altars will be tomorrow...

That Tang Monk was the reincarnation of Jin Chanzi and recultivated him. Although he had attained the Buddhahood, when people mentioned it, they always said that "Jin Chanzi was reincarnated".

But what about Nezha?

In the future, when people mention Nezha, they will always say "a young hero", and few people will mention "the reincarnation of the Lingzhu".

This is why Nezha has far surpassed the achievements of Lingzhu...

"Wh...cough," Yang Jian almost slipped his tongue, and said in a low voice, "Brother Lingzhu, I know why you don't want to re-cultivate."

Ling Zhuzi's expression warmed up, and she said in a low voice: "I just think that I am fine as I am now. If I reincarnate and rebuild, I will forget Master... I might as well just stay in this mountain and not go out to walk around, and serve Master."

"Oh?" Yang Jian said with a smile, "I thought you were afraid of losing the name of senior brother, and you would call me senior brother when you meet me later, and you would feel uncomfortable."

Ling Zhuzi glared at Yang Jian, Yang Jian laughed twice, Master Taiyi also shook his head and chuckled.

Yang Jian, however, had already seen through Lingzhuzi's worries, and said with a smile, "Actually, you don't have to worry about these things. Uncle Taiyi can help you reincarnate and rebuild, and he can awaken your memory in this life. Isn't that right, Uncle Taiyi?"

"It's natural," Master Taiyi nodded lightly, "I will protect your cultivation and memory in this life, and return them to you after you are reincarnated. You are still you, just like Yang Jian's good friend Lu Chunyang."

Ling Zhuzi gritted her teeth and sighed: "No matter what the master arranges, it is for my own good... I just obey."

Daoist Taiyi was a little surprised, and asked: "You hesitated and didn't want to agree, but you were worried about these?"

"Master... Junior brother Yang Jian didn't come, and you didn't say that reincarnation can preserve memories." Lingzhu scratched his head, and Taiyi Daoist's head was covered with black lines. He threw out his sleeve and swept the Lingzhu out of the hole.

This seemed to be just a joke, but it subtly kept Yang Jian.

Yang Jian straightened his expression, looked at Master Taiyi, and waited for Master Taiyi to speak.

"Have you met Senior Chi Jingzi and Huang Long?" Master Taiyi asked seemingly casually.

Yang Jian nodded and said, "I saw you in the Dragon Palace."

"It's not bad to be married to Dragon Palace. You also chose a master of Dragon Palace, the daughter of Zulong, which is also not bad."

Master Taiyi's smile was a little ambiguous, two good ones in a row, which made Yang Jian feel a little strange in his heart.

Probably, after he breathed a sigh of relief, he was a little proud.

"Uncle called me to come here, it shouldn't just be to persuade brother Lingzhuzi," Yang Jian said, "Uncle, please make it clear."

"I want to take advantage of your luck and choose a good family for him," Taiyi Master sighed, "It's not that I don't want to go to Nanfang Buzhou, but I'm just worried that the fruit of killing on my body will disturb the changes of heaven and delay the reincarnation of the Lingzhu."

Yang Jian thought for a while, nodded and said: "I will also go to Nanfangbuzhou next, and go back to my hometown to find the old house... It's also on the way."

"Well, it's better to be some families with long luck and profound blessings. Oh, by the way, you haven't practiced the method of observing Qi, so here's this for you."

Daoist Taiyi threw an object, and Yang Jian raised his hand to grab it.

This is a 'Sinan', but there are some spells engraved on it that Yang Jian can't understand, and there is a jade spoon on it.

Master Taiyi smiled and said: "You will refine this thing later. It can detect Fengshui, search for earth veins, and also identify the source of fortune. After you refine it, you will know how to use it."

"Master really took great pains for Brother Lingzhuzi." Yang Jian was full of emotion.

"Isn't your master doing the same for you?" Daoist Taiyi smiled, "When you just came down the mountain, he stayed with me and couldn't drive you away. He said that if something happened to you, the two of us would fight together, so we could drive you away faster."

Yang Jian sighed with a smile, and said: "One day is a teacher, and a lifetime is a teacher. Alas, the master once said to me that I taught the second generation of disciples that the disciples can deal with the gods. If they are all like the master and the master, the gods will be troublesome."

"Have you ever heard the saying of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao?" Daoist Taiyi's expression was a little gloomy.

"Of course I have."

"The Twelve Golden Immortals are like a signboard for me to teach, but unfortunately, some of them are not willing to join me to teach," Taiyi Master said coldly, "The catastrophe of the gods is coming, and these people are secretly acting. Do you think we can't see it?"

Yang Jian was silent, not knowing what to say.

He did know, however, that the 'climax' of the Battle of the Conferred Gods was when Miss Keng San set up the Jiuqu Yellow River Formation and used the Hunyuan Golden Dou to take in the Twelve Golden Immortals, compromising the cultivation of the Twelve Golden Immortals.

The Second Master of the Western Sect took the opportunity to drive away several of the Twelve Golden Immortals, as well as a large number of second-generation disciples and third-generation disciples, causing Chanjiao to be directly hurt, and Chanjiao, whose luck was already damaged, was even more injured.

The great prosperity of the Western religion, it has to be said, is the most critical factor in stealthily digging the corners of the door in the Conferred Gods.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun, Samantabhadra Daoist, fearful of leaving grandchildren, the famous Cihangdaoist, that is, Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva during Journey to the West, and the most critical and powerful one...

"Be careful of Taoist Ran Deng," Zhen Taiyi said suddenly.

Yang Jian remained silent and nodded solemnly.

Daoist Lantern, the deputy leader who explained the teachings at this time, is a congenital creature with unpredictable magical powers. He claims that an ancient lamp is immortal, and it is similar to the Buddhist Zen in the future.

Yang Jian suddenly had a ridiculous idea at this time...

Back then, Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun stopped him and wanted to accept him as a disciple. After he said the name of Master Yuding, Tianzun Manjusri Guangfa slapped himself, it seems... This is not the bearing that a great monk should have.

Could it be that the other party didn't want his luck to flow into Chanjiao?

Yang Jian was silent in his heart, if this matter was serious, then Chanjiao was not as calm as it appeared on the surface, but it was also turbulent secretly.

Daoist Taiyi suddenly sighed softly, and said with a smile: "What do I tell you, you are still young. Don't take it seriously. Just listen to what I said, and don't spread it outside."

"I can save it," Yang Jian nodded solemnly, and Yang Jian asked, "Then Master, who can I trust?"

Master Taiyi pondered for a while, and said: "The two you have met have all received the true biography of the teacher, and your master and I needless to say; there is also the senior brother Guang Chengzi, who is also a trustworthy person. In addition, the teacher is very fond of the two juniors who started later. Daoxing, Qingxu, and I are familiar with each other, and they have no second thoughts about explaining the teachings to us."

Yang Jian calculated in his heart and heaved a sigh of relief.

This Uncle Taiyi is indeed a 'monstrous'. All the uncles and uncles mentioned are the backbone of teaching, and those who are about to be converted to Western teachings are not mentioned at all.

"Master nephew has made a note." Yang Jian nodded, and chatted a few more questions about Taoism with Master Taiyi. Master Taiyi's views are often biased, but people are amazed and inexplicable.

Half an hour later, Yang Jian walked out of the Golden Light Cave, and Lingzhu called him to drink under the tree.

Chu Qian has never left the strings for ten thousand years. Fortunately, she has superb piano skills and knows as many tunes as there are stars. She can play the piano once or twice wherever she goes.

Yang Xiaochan and Ao Xinke were talking under the tree, Ling Zhuzi stood in the corner and dared not go up to chat with the woman, showing the demeanor of a generation of child fairy.

"Brother Lingzhuzi, come, let's compete again and decide on the title of brother and brother."

"Okay!" Ling Zhuzi laughed twice, rolled up his sleeves, and walked forward holding a sword.

However, Yang Jian directly summoned the Wujian Spear and confronted him head-on.

The two of them didn't move, but the two fierce auras rushed into each other; Yang Jian intentionally let Lingzhu release more pressure, but didn't use all his strength, but Lingzhu's face was tense, and he concentrated his whole body's mana on the sword.

All the three girls under the tree looked up, and the sound of Chu Qian's piano turned into clanging and killing.

The wind was blowing more and more urgently, a leaf fell from the tree, and slowly hung between the two of them. The moment the leaf fell to the ground, Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi's figures activated, one swooped forward, and the other jumped up!

Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi laughed twice at the same time, they rushed to the cloud and fought together.

Yang Jian's Wupointed Spear was powerful and mighty, his spirit beads burst out with sword energy, and his body was full of precious light, but with so many magic weapons, he was evenly matched with Yang Jian.

It is true that Yang Jian absorbed a lot of force, but if he had encountered Lingzhu before he had the Wupointed Spear, it would be difficult to take him down in a hundred rounds with all his strength.

why?

Without him, all the magical powers of the Lingzhuzi were passed down by Daoist Taiyi, and he exerted his own immortal power to 120% of its might. The most important thing is that there are many treasures in the formation, and Yang Jian is in a hurry to fight.

What big seals, orbs, ribbons, fairy silk... There are as many as two or three pieces of Lingbao.

Yang Jian looked at his family property again, a pointless spear, a demon sword, and a brick...

Feeling aggrieved in his heart, he suddenly became ruthless, pressed the Lingzhu on the cloud with three or two strokes, and beat him up with his fists, only the Lingzhu cried bitterly.

In fact, this crying is just a reluctance to give up the real Taiyi.

Half a day later, Yang Jian and his party left Qianyuan Mountain in a fairy clam. There were originally four people riding in the perfect fairy clam, but one more person was squeezed.