The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In fact, this Zhu Zizhen didn't have time to show off his power in the future, so he was pinned to the ground by Yang Jian and beat him until he lost his wits, and it was just a supernatural power.

But just that one time left a very deep impression on Yang Jian.

Shenguang saw through the layers of fat on the huge corpse of the pig monster, but he couldn't see where the hundreds of people who had been swallowed by it just now went.

There must be something strange about this matter.

There are people busy everywhere in Meishan, all parties are counting the casualties and counting the military exploits, but the heavenly soldiers and generals have already begun to form their formations, calling for gold to withdraw their troops.

"True Monarch!"

More than a dozen celestial generals came forward to salute, Yang Jian also looked away from the corpse of the pig demon, and returned the salute to these celestial generals.

"Zhenjun, this battle is successful, I will return to the Heavenly Court to return to my life. I don't know if Zhenjun has other things to send."

"Thank you for coming to help, brothers, are there any injuries?"

"The white ape hurt some brothers when he manifested his supernatural powers. With the protection of the big formation, there is no serious problem. Thank you Zhenjun for your concern."

"It should be, oh, yes, bring some gifts for me and Taibai Xingjun, just say me, thank him this time." Yang Jian took out a few treasures from the black turtle belt, all of which are hard to find in the world and are quite precious.

In this way, it can also return some favor to the old official.

"Yes, I will hand it over to Lord Xing."

The leading celestial general bid farewell, and Yang Jian watched as the 100,000 celestial soldiers left the sky over Meishan in such a straightforward manner.

These heavenly soldiers and generals, are they going too simply? Originally, Yang Jian thought that since he had borrowed the power of several families, he would divide Meishangua and give them their own territory.

But he never expected that the Heavenly Soldiers and Generals who he thought would be the most difficult to dismiss turned out to be the ones who left the most happily.

As soon as the heavenly soldiers and generals left, the elders of Dragon Palace went to Ao Ji and said that they should also withdraw their troops immediately and not stay here for too long.

Ao Ji still wanted to ask for a glass of water and wine here, but as the leader of the army, he still rarely went out on errands, so he didn't dare to be too careless, so he found Yang Jian to come and say goodbye.

"Uncle," Ao Ji joked with a smile: "What are you doing staring at the corpse of this pig monster? Tonight, you want to roast a whole pig to reward the three armies?"

"Move back to Donghai if you can eat it!" Yang Jian cursed with a little nausea.

Although the corpse of the pig demon is placed here, it looks full of fat and oily, and it is the body of the big Luo Jin demon, which is very precious. Almost all of this fat can be regarded as a great tonic medicinal material.

But this thing can be transformed into a human form after all, and it's not very useful to Yang Jian... Well, after I finish my research, I can give it to the generals of Meicheng.

"When you say that, it's not bad to let them vent their anger."

"Okay, don't say these are useless," Ao Ji put his hands in his sleeves, moved forward, and squeezed out some noises between his teeth: "I think it's good here, with beautiful mountains and rivers. If you open a cave and a palace, you will be considered as a home. There is a place, my dear, are you ready to mention it?"

Yang Jian thought about it in his mind.

The song of eight hundred princes entering the court is the eighth year of King Zhou, and it is the ninth year of King Zhou that Daji entered the palace. Now it has only been seven years since King Zhou...

Eh? When was the Lingzhuzi reincarnated? When did the East China Sea make trouble again?

It seems that in the ninth year of King Zhou, Yun Zhongzi's uncle Chaoge came to remonstrate...

"In about one or two years, I'll tidy up this place," Yang Jian pondered a few times, but he couldn't tell the grudge between his junior brother Ling Zhuzi and Donghai Dragon Palace, and he had his own plans in mind.

"One or two years...it's not too late."

Ao Ji nodded in satisfaction, and said with a smile: "Oh, yes, there is one more thing. I heard from my father that the junior brother Lingzhu who befriended you seems to have been reincarnated in Chentangguan near our East Sea. This way of getting into robbery is also really strange, and the gamble is too big."

Yang Jian rubbed the center of his eyebrows, does Ao Ji know something?

That's right, the dragon clan came from ancient times, so we shouldn't underestimate their ability to deduce in disasters.

What's more, in the entire Battle of the Conferred Gods, there was only one Dragon Clan involved in it...

"Ao Ji, among your brothers, is there one named Ao Bing?"

Ao Ji smiled and said, "Didn't I tell you before, we brothers are all ranked according to the number of heavenly stems. I am the sixth child, so I am named 'Ji', and my third brother is naturally named 'C'."

"But I forgot," Yang Jian replied absent-mindedly.

Ao Ji was a little confused, and was about to ask something, but Yang Jian said: "You go back first, and greet Xin Ke for me. I will go to Dragon Palace to propose marriage in two years at the latest."

But he was thinking about finding the right time to go to the East China Sea to resolve Nezha's troubles in the East China Sea.

In fact, Yang Jian didn't know that Lingzhuzi was supposed to go to Chentangguan to be reincarnated in the second year of King Zhou, but because of Yang Jian, there was a slight deviation in her fate.

Although they all wanted to reincarnate and rebuild, but after meeting Yang Jian, they struggled for a few more years before making up their minds.

This has little effect.

"In that case, I'll go back first."

"Well, let's go." Yang Jian waved his hand, and Ao Ji drove away on the cloud. He took many masters, shrimp soldiers and crab generals of the Dragon Palace, and drove a big dark cloud to the east.

The two soldiers and horses had already retreated, and most of the immortals who came to help from the Immortal Gate of Central Shenzhou were friends of Lu Chunyang. The matter is over here, and most of the priests and nuns have bid farewell to Lu Chunyang and left first.

The so-called merit, they are not greedy for idle clouds and wild cranes.

Not long after, there were only members of Lu Chunyang's sect left, Yang Jian came forward and thanked him, giving this old brother enough face.

Lu Chunyang sent away the masters of his sect, but he stayed here; Yang Jian was a little disappointed that he didn't see Lu Chunyang's fairy master this time.

It is really rare to see Lu Chunyang in distress.

"This Meishan, this Meicheng," Lu Chunyang looked at the devastated Meishan, and then looked in the direction of Meicheng, "brother, please be kind to the Meishan lineage. After this catastrophe, without your help, I am afraid that this lineage will disappear sooner or later."

Yang Jian also sighed slowly, his eyes swept across the mountain.

In various parts of Meishan, more than 10,000 Meicheng generals searched for the living monsters with dull eyes, and if they were found, they would be hacked to death with knives.

Among them, half of them lost their parents, wives and children last night, and half of them were injured by the mutiny of the city lord who had been following them.

When the fighting ceased, most of them, from the Daluo Jinxian to the Duxian Xiaobing, lost their souls and looked dazed.

They are different from ordinary monks, monks have their own way to pursue, and that is the belief that supports them to keep exploring and fighting, even if they use any means or are scolded by others, their belief will not fail, and their heart will be eternal.

But the generals of Meicheng, since they were young, were indoctrinated with the concept of 'returning to Meishan and killing demons for revenge' on the first day they practiced with their masters, parents, relatives and friends.

They lived to get rid of the demons of Meishan; they died to return to the hometown of Meishan.

Now, the demon of Meishan has been eliminated, and they are standing on Meishan. A ray of sunlight pours down from the clouds, but it cannot penetrate the dark clouds in their hearts.

Really like the walking dead, lifeless.

"There is always a place for them in Meishan anytime," Yang Jian sighed again, he couldn't say anything at this time.

Lu Chunyang pondered for a while, and said: "How about this, I will persuade them to defect to you and serve you. In this way, brother, you will bear some infamy and give them some hope."

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled wryly: "It doesn't matter to be famous, but if I go to recruit them at this time, I'm afraid that many of them will leave Meishan. Brother, you should first find a secluded place, gather Guo Shen, Gong Lin and others, and just say drinking."

"Alright, I'll call them now."

Lu Chunyang rubbed the center of his eyebrows, stepped on the flying sword and disappeared instantly, while Yang Jian fell back to the pig demon's corpse, released the roaring dog, and patted the roaring dog's forehead.

"Look, is there any supernatural treasure in this pig demon?"

Wang! Wang!

The Xiaotian dog barked twice to express its understanding, and while the dog's nose was shaking, it circled around the corpse of the pig demon twice, opened its mouth, and began to tear a part of the pig demon's skin.

Dozens of Meishan generals gathered around, all looking at this place wonderingly.

A middle-aged general saw that Yang Jian took out a three-pointed and two-bladed gun to chop up the corpse of the pig demon, and hurriedly said: "This filthy monster, how can it be as dirty as the magic weapon of the real gentleman! Come some people with knives and axes, and dismember the corpse of the pig demon!"

"promise!"

More than a dozen immortal soldiers with knives and axes moved forward, and Yang Jian retreated to the side when he saw this, but soon, these immortal soldiers found embarrassingly that they couldn't break the pig demon's fur at all.

After all, it is the Da Luo Jin Yao.

What made these immortal soldiers even more embarrassing was that the white dog released by Master Zhenjun, with one tooth, easily tore off pieces of golden pork, as if digging a hole, and rushed into the pig demon's body.

The immortal soldiers looked at each other, Yang Jian said with a smile: "I am a small dog, and my teeth are easy to use."

"It's really easy to use..."

Soon, the Xiaotiangou drilled a big hole in the corpse of the pig monster, which was as big as a hill, and it directly led to the heart. 】

Wang! Wang!

Xiaotiangou yelled twice inside, and Yang Jian said: "If there is a treasure, you can just grab it."

"Aww..."

The Xiaotian dog seemed a little reluctant, but the owner had to say that it was an order, and it had to obey.

As soon as Yang Jian finished speaking, there was a whoosh, and the roaring dog rushed out of the hole. The dog opened its mouth and spit out a dark bead, and then it scrambled on the grass for a while.

Yang Jian thought something was wrong with it, so instead of looking at the bead, he went to see the condition of Xiao Tiangou first.

When he got closer, he realized that Xiaotiangou had a mouthful of fat, and the fat poured into his throat, he couldn't cough up or swallow, it was really uncomfortable.

"You silly dog, go wash in the river."

Wang! Xiao Tiangou yelled at Yang Jian, and his figure turned into a ball of white light and disappeared.

Before leaving, he was telling the master that the bead it took out was of great use to it, so don't let the master give it to others casually.

How could Yang Jian treat his domestic dog badly? He took the bead into his hand, smelled a stench, took out a bottle of fine wine from the black turtle belt, and cleaned the black bead.

Just after washing here, there was another whoosh, and the Xiaotian dog appeared directly next to Yang Jian's legs, sitting there obediently, sticking out his tongue, his whole body was still dripping wet.

Wang!

"Okay, okay, I'll give it to you."

Yang Jian chuckled, and directly threw the egg-sized black bead into the mouth of Xiao Tian Quan; Xiao Tian Quan was not polite, and swallowed it raw.

belch!

The Xiaotian dog gave a full blow, making the surrounding soldiers who were gathering more and more happy, thinking that this dog is quite miraculous.

I'm afraid these generals didn't expect that, given time, this big dog will be their real second in command in Meishan...