The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Stepping on the long bridge made by Hong Guangning, Yang Jian came to the side of the pavilion, bowed to the second of the three emperors, and then walked into the pavilion.

Sitting is not allowed. It is not just a difference in seniority, these two are after all two sages who have done great merit to the human race.

Yang Jian thought to himself that the world he came from might have something to do with the prehistoric human race. No matter what, it is more appropriate to hold the gift of the younger generation.

It was thanks to Shennong's "pleading" for him that he could get the mountain axe, and Yang Jian was naturally grateful in his heart.

He is quiet now, and his strength is limited. If Huoyun Cave asks for him in the future, Yang Jian will have to come forward to pay back this karma.

Yang Jian was thinking so, Shennong stroked his beard and smiled lightly, looked at Yang Jian a few times, and said, "Is your teacher safe?"

"Master is practicing in secluded cultivation in Yuquan Mountain. He rarely walks around in the world, and he is free from illness," Yang Jian replied with a smile. "When I came here, Master said that there would be Master's old friends to help me, and also asked me to greet my seniors."

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Jade Cauldron doesn't know how to say such polite words," Shennong said with a beaming smile, "I'm afraid you added that greeting yourself, right?"

"This...well," Yang Jian was a little embarrassed.

Emperor Dayu was calm and calm, making people feel like a mountain, but Shennong was kind and kind, and his words had no sense of seriousness.

Before reincarnation, he was a good old man, but after reincarnation, he can't change his nature.

Shennong introduced to Yang Jian: "You should recognize this person. He is before me in the position of the Three Emperors. Hetu Luoshu opened the prosperous age of human cultivation."

"Yang Jian met Senior Fuxi."

"Good," Fuxi nodded gently, with a smile in his eyes, pointing to the seat opposite the two, and said, "Sit down, fellow Taoist Shennong and I are no longer emperors, you don't have to be so restrained."

Yang Jian cupped his hands to express his thanks, moved the stone chair back two feet, and sat down in a regular manner.

Seeing this, Shennong shook his head and scolded with a smile: "How did Yuding's lazy temperament teach you such a cautious disciple?"

"Naturally," Fuxi said four words aside.

Yang Jian sighed in his heart.

He has never struggled from the bottom, how would he know that he was lying on the kang with only a little girl to take care of him, and survived several times... What kind of experience are those.

Originally, Yang Jian came from a world with ample food and clothing, but suddenly fell into a desperate situation, which made him calm down a lot within a few months and became a lot more cautious.

Without strength, one cannot be unscrupulous, nor can one be truly free and unrestrained.

But Yang Jian felt that when he could look up to the world, maybe he would return to his original cynical personality.

Yang Jian said from the side: "Whether the younger generation is respectful to the senior depends on whether the senior is worthy of respect. The two seniors are great virtuous emperors of the human race, leading the human race to its present prosperity, but mortals should respect each other."

He just shook his head and smiled, as if remembering something.

"If those seniors are selfish, disregarding other people's lives for their own selfishness, and scrambling for the sky and the earth, I will just be cold-eyed. I may be afraid, but I don't have any respect."

"This statement should be made clear, but it's a pity that there is no drink prepared."

Shennong's eyes admired Yang Jian even more, and Fuxi beside him also showed some smiles.

Yang Jian's heart was sweating, and only then did he realize that flattering is also a skill...

Shennong asked about Yang Jian's next plan, apparently to make plans for Yang Jian, so that Yang Jian would not be young and vigorous, and his life would be easy to break.

"Yang Jian, do you know how I got acquainted with your master back then?" Seeing Yang Jian shaking his head, Shennong smiled and said, "In the previous life, I had two good friends, one is the ancestor of the earth immortal, Zhenyuan Daxian, and the second is your master."

Yang Jian froze for a moment.

It should be in ancient times that the master worshiped under the ancestor of the Yuanshi master. Shennong's previous life should be the ancestor of Hongyun, and the ancestor of Hongyun was also a powerful listener in Zixiao Palace.

Seeing Yang Jian's doubts, Shennong said with a smile: "Your master is an apprentice. He already has supernatural powers, but few people know about them. Later, in order to break through the bottleneck, he joined the disciples of Yuanshi sages, but because of his lack of reputation, he was ranked among the twelve golden immortals."

Yang Jian nodded slowly, feeling a little curious about the master's supernatural powers.

Just pure curiosity.

Shen Nong sighed: "Your master is the real carefree person. In fact, in my opinion, he is the most persistent person. He has nothing else to do for the sake of cultivating the Tao and detachment. Until one day, he came to me..."

Yang Jian listened carefully. Regarding his master, Yang Jian suddenly realized that he still knew too little.

In the stories passed down by later generations, the real Yuding became famous because of a disciple named Yang Jian.

In the stories of later generations, Master Yuding also ended up falling in the conferred gods, so Yang Jian always didn't want his master to go to the conferred gods to take risks.

But thinking about it now, the master is full of mysteries, as if wrapped in a thick fog.

Master Taiyi once said that master Yuding master's supernatural power ranks among the top three among the second generation disciples of Chanjiao. This is only his speculation, because the master has never fought with others.

Now Shennong said that the master had gone to listen to the sermon when he was preaching in the Zixiao Palace, but he had no chance to enter that hall.

At that time, the master had already been able to discuss friendship with the two characters Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun Patriarch, but at this time, what is the supernatural power?

Yang Jian had no other thoughts, just pure curiosity.

And Shennong's eyes were full of nostalgia, recalling the reunion between him and Yuding.

"When we saw each other again, I was already the lord of the world at that time, and I was thinking hard about how to relieve the suffering and disaster of the people. Your master came to me in a dream at night, told me many things that I didn't understand at the time, and left me a magic cauldron and a book."

Shennong took out a small cauldron and sighed: "What I practiced in my previous life was alchemy, and almost all monks practiced alchemy. But the book your master left behind is the medicine that your master worked hard to refine."

"It's just that your master doesn't let me mention this matter to others. I can only say that the Taoist gods entrusted their dreams and bestowed the divine cauldron and the scroll of hundreds of herbs. I went to taste the herbs just to verify the way of medicine given by your master."

Yang Jian couldn't help being stunned.

Master used to play so big back then? The spirit treasure of the Shennong Medicine Cauldron was given to Shennong by the master? That Hundred Herbs Road...

"This is an act of merit, why didn't Master say it?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

"I'm also a little puzzled, but your master warned me three times not to tell anyone else, so I kept my mouth shut at that time, thinking that it might be such gods and gods who don't want to be dragged down by false fame."

Shen Nong stroked his beard and smiled wryly, "It wasn't until I abdicated and ascended, and got back the Dao Fruit of my previous life, that I realized the profound meaning of what your master said that day."

"What did Master say?" Yang Jian's curiosity was completely uncontrollable at this time.

"He gave up." Shennong shook his head endlessly.

Yang Jian said: "Give up what? Seniors should speak up directly, I am really depressed."

"Sanctified."

Yang Jian was stunned by Shennong's words.

Sanctified?

Such words are not casually said, the saint is truly immortal and indestructible.

But if you want to become a saint, the feasible way you know now is to kill the three corpses in the Yuanshen way, and then push you into the holy realm with great merit!

Fu Xi was also a little surprised. Although he had some friendship with Master Yuding, it was also because Master Yuding rescued himself who was seriously injured in his previous life. He owed a favor, but he had no chance to repay it until today.

Shennong smiled and said, "Neither Zhen Yuanzi nor I know about your master's footsteps, but he traveled with us in the prehistoric regions a long time ago."

"Back then, when dragons and phoenixes ruled the world, many innate beings felt that Da Luo was perfect, and the peak of Da Luo was the highest peak. But after your master cultivated into Da Luo, he felt that although his own way was perfect, the way itself was not perfect."

"But your master just mentioned a few words to us, and then began to retreat and study. But before he figured it out, the news that there was a holy realm above Daluo spread throughout the world, and it was Lao Tzu from Sanqingzhong who stepped into the quasi-sage realm. At that time, the lich had just begun to rise."

Yang Jian asked: "Isn't Yuan Shendao established by the Taoist ancestor?"

"Ancestor Dao walked ahead of all the innate spirits. Even when we were exploring the Daluo Realm, Ancestor Dao had already achieved the fruit of the Dao of Saints."

Shennong's eyes were filled with emotion, and he said: "Sanqing was transformed by Pangu's primordial spirit. They already have the merit and good luck of opening the sky, but they are still two steps behind Daozu. Now that I think about it, Daozu is really amazing."

"Senior, please tell me more about my master, I want to hear more," Yang Jian still wondered why the master gave up sanctification.

He has already got the mountain axe, and if he leaves here, he will go back to Yuquan Mountain, and then go directly to the Heavenly Court to ask for someone, all of which are in Yang Jian's mind.

At this time, it is okay to spend some more time here and listen to the stories of Master's past.