The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Before Yao Ji left, she gave Yang Jian thousands of instructions.

She reasoned in every possible way, told all kinds of allusions, all to remind Yang Jian not to be brave, to be careful, and to know that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside people... and so on, endlessly.

After listening, Yang Jian smiled wryly, and nodded in agreement, watching Yao Ji and her party go to the west, with a twist of his mouth, he looked at the little demon.

The little demon's legs trembled, almost revealing its original shape.

"Shangxian, Shangxian, spare me, Shangxian..."

Yang Jian said: "You take me to the Thousand Demons Conference, I will only seal you up for a hundred years, and will not kill you."

The little demon was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yang Jian full of doubts: "Shangxian's words are serious? I really haven't killed many people, and I haven't eaten people. I'm a rabbit spirit. I, I'm a vegetarian, Shangxian!"

No wonder he is so timid.

That is, this rabbit spirit is actually a male demon, which is too disturbing.

Yang Jian said: "I know how to keep my word, but if you are vague about what I ask, and you don't understand it, it is the way to die."

"Thank you Shangxian for not killing you, thank you Shangxian!" Rabbit Jing jumped up, kowtowed like garlic, and was drenched in sweat.

Yang Jian nodded lightly, tied up the rabbit spirit with a burst of profound energy, and set up the cloud head.

"Two quarters to the east by north!" The rabbit spirit hurriedly reported the direction, and the white cloud flew into the sky and fled towards the northeast.

Taking a closer look at the rabbit spirit in the realm of true immortality, Yang Jian asked, "Which demon king are you under?"

"My king is... uh, that old demon is the demon king of Hezhou, Xiniu. His body is a black-haired jerk, but he has some abilities!"

"You guy, the seller doesn't even blink," Yang Jian sneered, cursed, and asked, "What's your job?"

Rabbit Jing smiled, also a little embarrassed.

Is he being too attentive? He didn't want to do anything else, and following the Demon King was just a waste of resources for cultivating Taoism. At this time, his life was pinched in the hands of this murderous god, so he really didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Shangxian, I am free-spirited, and I was ordered by the king to patrol the mountains. I patrol hundreds of miles around the mountains on weekdays. I never dared to do bad things, never dared to do..."

Yang Jian nodded and continued to ask, "When did the Thousand Demons Conference start?"

The rabbit spirit hesitated for a while, and said in a low voice: "Three months ago, it lasted for a hundred days... It will be over in a few days. But I heard from the king that this day is free and easy, and it may be postponed... Not necessarily."

"Hundred people banquet, how about it?"

"If I say so, Shangxian don't kill me. I'm not qualified to go to the Hundred People's Banquet. I'm just a little demon patrolling outside."

"That's right," Yang Jian mentioned his family inadvertently, "I, Yang Jian, have always done things the same way. Since I have sealed you for a hundred years, as long as you don't have any evil intentions, I will definitely not kill you."

Yang Jian?

"Which Yang...Yang!" Rabbit Jing trembled a few times, then looked up at Yang Jian, feeling a chill in her heart.

is not that right? This evil star is exactly the same as the one circulated in the Yaozu, with such a handsome face, and he is ruthless in attacking the Yaozu!

Previously at the Thousand Monsters Conference, almost all the demon kings were talking about this name. Yang Jian forced his way into the Zhongtian Gate, killed the Three Heavens, split the mountain to save his mother, broke the Heavenly Court and sealed off the Great Formation... This is a story that has been spread everywhere.

The Yaozu and Yang Jian had an old enmity. Now that Yang Jian is in power, the saint personally conferred the name of "Qingyuan Miaodao True Monarch", and the heavenly court specially bestowed the name of "Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun". They Yaozu are still worried that Yang Jian will come to the door in the future, and they are somewhat uneasy.

He never expected that this fierce god was brought to the Thousand Monsters Conference by himself at this time...

"Shangxian, Master, Grandpa Zhenjun!" Rabbit Jing said dryly, "This is the past, the past... the past... the past to kill?"

After Rabbit Jing finished speaking, he wanted to slap himself in the mouth, this is no nonsense!

When Yang Jian heard about the Thousand Monsters Conference, he let himself lead the way aggressively. Could he go and find a group of monsters to have fun?

But if he took him there by himself, even if Yang Jian sealed him off for a hundred years, after that hundred years, he would definitely be plucked by the monster clan and stewed rabbit meat!

Possibly braised...

"Grandpa Zhenjun, there are also several great commanders sitting in the Thousand Monsters Conference. Think twice, there are dragons and tigers' lairs, mountains of knives and seas of fire. You really can't just break into it casually."

"Is the commander-in-chief Da Luo?" How could Yang Jian not know what this rabbit spirit was thinking?

Rabbit nodded bitterly, "Grandpa Zhenjun has supernatural powers, we have heard of it, but as the saying goes, one punch is hard to beat with two hands, a good man can't stand many people... Let's be more cautious."

Yang Jian was also amused by the rabbit spirit, "Don't be afraid, I will seal you up in a secluded place, just lead the way."

"Hey," Rabbit Jing looked downcastly, but didn't dare to be careless, and carefully checked the surrounding environment.

He was restrained by profound energy, and life and death depended only on Yang Jian's thought; timidity is indeed good, but it is not without brains.

Halfway through the journey, Yang Jian seemed to inadvertently ask: "Among the group of demons, is there a more powerful female demon?"

Rabbit Jing was stunned for a moment, and then smiled obsequiously, "Grandpa Zhenjun is asking what's so good? Is it a good cultivation, or is it 'good' in figure and appearance?"

Yang Jian glanced at him and said, "My new residence is open, and I still lack a few beautiful maids."

"You're here! Uh, I mean, you will gain a lot if you go this time." Rabbit Jing coughed and reported all the famous female demon queens.

Yang Jian listened calmly, this rabbit spirit really has long ears and knows a lot.

Soon, the Rabbit Spirit said: "If you say that the king who is naturally charming but as pure as the nine-day fairy is, it must be the queen from Beizhou. I just met it once, and it took a long time to come back to my senses."

"Oh?" Yang Jian raised his eyebrows, "Who is the queen of Beizhou?"

"Hey, Grandpa Zhenjun, you should be more cautious if you want to move. Grandpa Zhenjun must also know that my monster clan also has a saint empress. That king is the empress' confidant."

Rabbit Jing spoke carefully, but Yang Jian already guessed something in his heart.

But at this time, it was under Jieyun, supervised by the Dao of Heaven, Yang Jian didn't want to directly ask the name of the queen, but let the rabbit spirit continue to talk.

"I also heard it from an old demon king in the clan who was drunk." Rabbit Jing's voice weakened unconsciously. "Back then, when the pillars of heaven collapsed and the sage empress patched up the sky, the sky and the earth had no support, so I went to Beizhou to kill the black tortoise that existed after the sky was opened, and put the tortoise's four feet on the four ends of the sky and the earth, and the sky and the earth were stabilized again."

"But the black tortoise was already extremely powerful, and he suffered an injustice. After his body rotted overnight, it created a miasma in Luzhou in Beiju. The saint's empress house was kind-hearted, and she built a big grave with her heart to bury the only remaining bones of the tortoise, and sent many monsters to guard the tomb, hoping to get rid of the miasma there one day."

"The female queen I mentioned just now is one of the big monsters who are in charge of guarding the big tomb. I really can't touch it, I dare not touch it."

Yang Jian frowned and nodded, "When it comes to master saints, you have to be more cautious. Hmph! My human race is originally created by the goddess of the saint, and the confidant of the goddess of the saint, so why come to join in the excitement of the Thousand Demons Conference!"

"This is something that little demons can't know," Rabbit Fairy said in a low voice, "Grandpa Zhenjun, even the demon clan dare not provoke you, but you still have to be careful. After that, just kill a few demon kings to vent your anger and scare them away..."

"Hmph! I have always done everything I can to get rid of evil."

This rabbit spirit actually gave him advice, Yang Jian really couldn't laugh or cry.

He was in a good mood at this time, and felt that the way of luck was really good, good luck was outrageous, and when he wanted to make a plan to become a god, he met the big monster from Xuanyuanfen who came to participate in the Thousand Monsters Conference.

After Xuangui's death, his spirit was reincarnated and became the Xuanyuan family among the Three Emperors and Five Emperors; therefore, the place where Xuangui's body was buried is also called Xuanyuan Tomb.

In fact, the three demons of the Xuanyuan Grave, as the Rabbit Spirit knew, guarded the tomb for the mysterious tortoise, and they also took advantage of the place where the mysterious tortoise was buried to cultivate, so as to gain some of the residual merit and luck of the mysterious tortoise.

The queen that Rabbit Essence talks about is naturally charming and pure, which one of the three monsters is she?

Nine-tailed vixen? Jade pipa essence? Or the nine-headed pheasant essence?

Or, are the three monsters here?

A bold idea appeared in Yang Jian's mind... If the three monsters of Xuanyuan Tomb were killed in such a vague way, what would happen to the direction of the Conferred God?

Although the three Daji sisters were killed, some scorpion spirits, cat demons and dog spirits might come to confuse Di Xin, but the matter of conferring the gods will inevitably change from what he knows.

Yang Jian is not afraid to muddy the water, but he is afraid that the water will not be muddied, and he is afraid that the battle of the Conferred Gods that he knows will really proceed.

As far as I know, in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, Daoist Yuding is in danger, and I am just a food supervisor...

The master said, if you don't let yourself plot against Fei Xiong, then if you take advantage of the trend to mess with the Nine-Tailed Fox, it is not a violation of the master's order.

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth inadvertently showed a sneer, and the rabbit next to him looked at it, and his heart jumped suddenly.

After flying for an hour, Rabbit Spirit kindly reminded: "You, look ahead, you will be there a thousand miles away, that is the big mountain outside Jieyun, behind the mountain there is a big formation to protect... Grandpa Zhenjun, look at me..."

Yang Jian raised his hand a little, and the rabbit spirit immediately turned into its original shape, but it was a gray-haired rabbit half as tall as a human.

The rabbit spirit didn't have time to speak, so Yang Jian directly sealed the rabbit spirit with a mysterious method, then broke through the boundary and buried it in.

"Go to sleep, this mysterious method will be solved by itself in a hundred years."

The rabbit spirit who was sealed by the profound energy was relieved immediately, and kept bowing to Yang Jian with two short hands.

Yang Jian buried the rabbit spirit and restored the place to its original appearance, but he did what he said and did not kill the rabbit spirit.

You can't let it go, no one knows if this rabbit spirit will go back and report it, let alone...

Yang Jian's figure turned around, engulfed in mysterious energy, and then reshaped his figure, transforming into the appearance of that rabbit spirit.

After thinking about it carefully, Yang Jian's resolute eyes also became timid, arching his back slightly, bowing his head, looking timid and fearful.

Then, he wrapped himself in profound energy, and quietly flew to the location of the Thousand Demons Conference...

If the demon of Xuanyuan Tomb hadn't left at this time, it would probably be impossible to escape Yang Jian's 'claw'.