The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

It was night, on the hill outside Meicheng, twelve figures hid themselves in the stars and moonlight, flew to the top of the hill in unison, knelt down on one knee facing a big tree, and lined up in two neat rows.

"Second Master, we're back!"

Yang Jian, who was standing under the tree, turned around and looked at the twelve figures kneeling in front of him. Several of them were wounded, and almost all of them had traces left after fighting.

"How did the investigation go?"

Yu Qidao: "Second Master, we have checked the deployment of the monster clans in various parts of Meishan, and written it into this jade talisman, please have a look at it."

Yang Jian took the jade talisman and inspected it a little. Inside was a very detailed map with thousands of traces marked on it.

Lei Qi said in a deep voice: "Second Master, there are a total of eight monsters at the commanding level of the monster clan stationed in this mountain. I waited for many inquiries, but I found out that the monster clan in this Meishan Mountain, and that..."

"Why are you hesitating?" Yang Jian said, "Is the monster here different from the other side?"

Yu Qi answered, hesitating for a while, but still replied: "Most of them have a little connection with that Jin'ao Island... Among them, a few monsters of the Daluo realm are still in Jin'ao Island and have practiced."

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, "Is this serious?"

"How dare we lie to the second master, this is me tortured and extorted confessions from a few little demons, and those little demons have the same caliber, so it should be true."

Jinao Island...

Yang Jian thought about it, pondered a little, but didn't pay too much attention to it in his heart.

"Second Master, we also found out that the two monster generals guarding Meishan are both monster masters who are good at physical combat. One is a white ape who has become a spirit, and the other is a dragon who has attained the Tao. Both have the record of beheading Da Luo."

"The other leaders of the monster clan include the snake spirit, the pig spirit, the goat spirit, the mountain dog, the bison spirit, and the centipede spirit. Each of them is also supernatural, and they are all masters of the monster clan's Great Luo Realm."

"In addition to these eight monsters, once there is a war in Meishan, a large number of monster masters will come to help..."

The Twelve Commanders reported more than ten pieces of information in a row, which fully revealed the monster army currently stationed in Meishan; although there was nothing that surprised Yang Jian, it was enough to prove their ability.

"Second Master, there is also a big human city here, which is the human monks who are fighting against the Meishan demon army. Lei Luo and I went to investigate, and there are sufficient troops, and they are all human."

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Isn't that over there? Get up and come into the city with me tonight."

"Yes." The Twelve Commanders replied, standing respectfully in two rows.

Yang Jian looked at the twelve commanders and suddenly realized a detail that he had overlooked before.

Wait a minute, didn't he agree with the Great Witch Festival of the Xuanming Tribe that 1,200 Witch Clan teenagers would follow him?

Why did the number of one thousand two hundred suddenly become 'three thousand' when I went to Beizhou this time? It also became so natural and casual...

One thousand two hundred grass-headed gods became three thousand grass-headed gods in a daze?

It's all because Da Ang said it casually at the time, Yang Jian didn't pay much attention to this number, he only cared about the speed of the Wu Clan's actions, they couldn't wait for three years.

Forget it, the Wu Clan also wants more people to survive and be promising; this is a good thing for Yang Jian to take advantage of, but it owes the Wu Clan a lot of favors.

With Empress Houtu here, I and the Wu Clan are always involved, and the involvement is unclear, and the debts are not heavy.

The Twelve Commanders returned to Meicheng with Yang Jian.

When he came out, Yang Jian did not hide his figure, and walked out of the city gate swaggeringly; when he returned, although it was already a curfew and the city gate was closed in the big formation, it didn't take much trouble for Yang Jian to bring the twelve commanders into the city.

Seeing that Yang Jian had brought back twelve subordinates, Yao Gonglin naturally wouldn't say anything. Fortunately, his humble general's mansion was big enough. The twelve commanders followed Yang Jian's order and fell asleep.

Yang Jian gave the jade talisman to Yao Gonglin. As Yang Jian expected, although Yao Gonglin expressed his gratitude, he was not too excited.

Meishan and Meicheng probably already know each other's details.

Under the vines in the small courtyard, Yang Jian and Yao Gonglin were sitting on wicker chairs, talking about the demon of Meishan.

Yang Jian asked: "Among the eight monsters in Meishan, is the strongest one an ape or a dragon?"

"It should be that Jiaolong," Yao Gonglin replied very carefully, "Among the Eight Monsters of Meishan, that Jiaolong ranks first, and the eight of them are sworn brothers, and they respect that Jiaolong as their elder brother. I have also seen that Jiaolong attack more than ten times, and each time he fought bloody battles, killing many of our masters."

Yang Jian nodded when he heard the words, and said: "In Meishan, is there a resident quasi-religious leader?"

"Zhenjun is joking," Yao Gonglin said with a smile, "Even if such a big man has fought against us, they have always fought against each other in the void and chaos, but they have never shown up a few times. However, the power of our human race must involve the power of the monster race."

"This, but it needs to be implemented." Yang Jian thought for a while, took out a jade talisman, and said: "On the day when the troops are dispatched, I will write a letter and invite a few elders from the division to come and raid the formation."

Yao Gonglin laughed twice, his eyes full of emotion, "This time, I can finally get my revenge! Zhenjun, I don't want to say anything else. On the day of revenge, Zhenjun can take my life as he pleases!"

"Gong Lin's words are serious," Yang Jian smiled wryly, "What do I want your life to do?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yang Jian realized that this was Yao Gonglin's defection.

Embarrassed smile, just about to make amends, but Yao Gonglin smiled knowingly, bowed his hands to Yang Jian, and signaled Yang Jian not to mind.

Isn't it just that he was rejected for defecting? It is reasonable for people like Yang Jian to look down on young frontier generals like them...

"Gong Lin, don't...uh, it's hard to say anything," Yang Jian said cautiously, "In short, I treat Gong Lin as a close friend. If Gong Lin treats me sincerely, I will not lose to Gong Lin!"

After finishing speaking, the two looked at each other and smiled; Yao Gonglin saw that Yang Jian was not good at this, so he didn't say much, lest if he said too much, Yang Jian would end up with him instead.

Yang Jian asked: "The Lord of Meicheng, how is he on a daily basis?"

"The city lord is usually in seclusion, and most of the things in the city are decided by the deputy city lord."

"How about the Meicheng major?"

"This..." Yao Gonglin said with a wry smile, "The city lord fought against the demon clan in the early years, and fell to the root of his illness. Changsheng is very reluctant, so he has been retreating to seek a breakthrough."

Yang Jian nodded lightly, and had a general understanding of what happened in Meicheng.

The power of Meicheng is held in the hands of Mei Linhan, the deputy city lord, and Mei Guihun is more of a symbolic meaning, just like the flag, it inspires Meishan's lineage to kill demons bravely to avenge their blood revenge.

It seems that Mei Linhan's problem is indeed not small.

"Actually, I'll tell you the truth, the big guy has already complained about the deputy city lord. He just thinks that everyone has endured hardships together, and the brothers who struggled from the edge of life and death have not said anything... Sigh, these things are probably a common problem of our human race."

"What is it?"

"Ambition, desire for profit."

Yang Jian nodded silently, took a sip of tea, and said with a smile: "You can't say that, you have your own pursuits, as long as Mei Linhan doesn't do anything rebellious, pursuing power is nothing wrong."

"Your Majesty is right, it is true."

Yang Jian waved his hand, "I have nothing to do tonight, why don't Gong Lin tell me about the masters in the city and the masters in the mountains, so that I know well, and I can have less worries in future expeditions."

"As it should be, I will first tell Zhenjun about the Eight Commanders of Meishan..."

Yao Gonglin seemed to have memorized it many times, and described the heels and abilities of the Eight Monsters of Meishan one by one.

Flood dragon 'Wang Linzhi' is good at flying clouds and driving fog. Although he has not been able to transform into a dragon after many years of practice, he has the supernatural power of slaying a real dragon.

The ape 'Yuan Hong' can change, has supernatural powers, gathers the strengths of hundreds of schools, and is good at fighting with the body like a dragon, so that with a blue and white iron stick, there are countless ghosts under it.

The pig essence 'Zhu Zizhen' has obtained the origin of the ancient fierce beast gluttony, it can swallow mountains and rivers in its mouth, and can directly devour the enemy in battle;

The snake spirit 'Chang Hao' has a strange bloodline, can transform into an eight-headed serpent, and can resist many spells such as wind, fire, thunder and lightning. There are countless soldiers and guards in the fairyland who died in his hands.

The dog demon 'Dai Li' can spit out red beads, the bull demon 'Jin Dasheng' can spit out bezoar and burn magic weapons, and the centipede spirit 'Wu Long' can hurt people with poisonous mist...

"Among them, Wang Linzhi and Yuan Hong are very troublesome. Yuan Hong also worshiped a famous teacher on Jinao Island, and he has a deep foothold," Yao Gonglin paused when he said this, and observed Yang Jian's face.

Seeing Yang Jian's face full of interest, he was immediately relieved.

That's right, Jin'ao Island is the Taoist temple of saints, isn't Yuxu Palace also the Taoist temple of saints?

Among the three religions, in terms of weight, Yang Jian must be much higher than that ape.

Yang Jian sighed: "My master uncle has many disciples, there are hundreds of clans on Jin'ao Island, and the monster clan really took advantage of it."

Yao Gonglin smiled, not daring to answer.

Yang Jian can comment on saints, but he dare not.

"The masters in the city also ask Gonglin to tell me all of them."

"Well," Yao Gonglin nodded, and reported several Daluo Realm masters in the city one by one. Yang Jian had seen all of them today.

Not many, just three.

Zhijian, Guo Shen, Mei Linhan.