The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Nephew is also interested in talismans?" Yun Zhongzi asked with a smile.

Yang Jian said: "It's always good to learn more things. If you learn by analogy, you may have different gains."

"Good," Yun Zhongzi said with emotion, "my nephew is diligent and studious, and he is also very talented in cultivating Taoism. He will actually be the pillar of the Yuxu Palace in the future. In this catastrophe, you should put yourself first, and don't be aggressive and aggressive with others."

Yang Jian propped his hands on his knees, bowed his head and said, "I would like to follow the teachings of my uncle."

Yun Zhongzi stroked his beard and nodded, with kind eyes and a smile on his mouth. He really liked Yang Jian, the nephew who gave them glory to Yuxu Palace, and it was not an act of gesture.

This powerful man doesn't need to make friends with anyone deliberately. He has great abilities, profound blessings, and is a disciple of a sage, so why bother to flirt with others?

Yun Zhongzi said: "Today the Lord Shang burned the sword, the fate of the Great Shang has been fixed, and the fate is about to die, what do you think, my nephew?"

"You can't go wrong with what Uncle Master said," Yang Jian said with a smile, "Although Dashang appears to be strong and powerful, in fact, there are worries of the 800 princes in the town, and the troubles of the Eastern Barbarians and the Southern Barbarians outside. If it affects the whole body, Chaoge is already in a state of struggling to support it."

"This great merchant is really difficult to protect," Yun Zhongzi calculated with his fingers, and said with a smile, "Xiqi Zhou Lord will be prosperous, the Taoist catastrophe is imminent, and the number of days that has not been set before I enter the sword is very clear at this time."

Yang Jian nodded. He was very envious of this kind of supernatural power, but he also knew that this kind of supernatural power was accumulated by powerful and great supernatural powers in endless years.

Yun Zhongzi pondered for a while, then suddenly asked: "Nephew, have you heard of Jiang Ziya?"

"I've heard it before. This is the person chosen by the master to replace the gods, known as the reincarnation of Feixiong." Yang Jian didn't know why Uncle Yun Zhongzi mentioned Jiang Ziya, but said, "I don't know how he is in charge of the gods."

"Not many people know about this matter," Yun Zhongzi said with a smile, "Jiang Ziya is not a talent for cultivating Taoism, but he has a strategy for governing the world. This catastrophe should be in the secular world of Nanzhou. The teacher chose him to be the person who conferred the gods, but it was with good intentions."

Yang Jian nodded approvingly, and continued to wait for Yun Zhongzi to say something.

Sure enough, Yun Zhongzi instructed: "My nephew is walking in Nanzhou, if you hear that Jiang Ziya is in trouble, you should go and help him or her. For my nephew, there is nothing wrong with it."

"Well, I have remembered what my uncle said."

Yang Jian smiled and nodded, thinking that Yun Zhongzi was going to take him to see Jiang Ziya, but he just told himself that if Jiang Ziya was in trouble, he would go to help him.

Perhaps, Uncle Yun Zhongzi happened to discover Jiang Ziya's bad luck when he was calculating.

"Uncle, I offer you a toast."

"It's the first time I drink this fine wine."

A banquet, uncle and nephew had a good time.

Yun Zhongzi said that he would go to Nanzhou to find his predestined disciple; although Yang Jian knew that Lei Zhenzi hadn't been born at this time, he couldn't tell, so he bid farewell to Yun Zhongzi and stayed in Chaoge for two days.

At this time, Jiang Ziya was actually in Chaoge City, and he didn't know whether he was setting up a stall or opening a shop.

Yang Jian didn't look for it either, and it was useless to find Jiang Ziya; when Chaoge City was fine, he also left in the clouds.

This time, he flew east.

As his mother asked, Yang Jian sent a letter to Ao Xinke, still writing it on the cloth with pen and ink, and caught a random spirit beast and sent it to the East China Sea.

The words in the letter were subtle but not explicit, just asking how she was doing recently, how her practice was, and whether she was well.

He also said that he was running around in Nanzhou to deal with the Daoist catastrophe, and he might go to the East China Sea to meet in the near future. I hope she will take care of her.

After sending the letter, Yang Jian went straight to Chentangguan.

He was thinking about the Lingzhu... no, it should be called Nezha now.

As long as he thinks of that gentle little fairy boy who has turned into a kid running around the yard in a red bellyband, the smile on the corner of Yang Jian's mouth can't be concealed.

Traveling thousands of miles with the clouds, Xiongguan is approaching.

It can be seen from a distance that the magnificent Chentangguan stands on the coast of the East China Sea, facing Dongsheng Shenzhou in the northeast.

If you get a little closer, you can hear the voices of people in Chentang Pass.

Yang Jian looked down and saw that beyond Chentang Pass, towns and cities were dotted around, farmland was green and rich, fruit trees were also planted in the mountains and forests, boats were coming and going in the fishing port by the sea, traffic on the rice paddies, and many people.

Here, it is also a rare prosperous place in Nanzhou at this time.

Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of Chentangguan, may not be very good as a father, but he is in charge of Chentangguan, and he has some political talents.

"Nezha..."

Yang Jian sighed softly, disappeared, and flew over the sky of Chentangguan City with his hands behind his back. He swept his gaze and stopped over the sky of Li's Mansion.

In the front yard, some soldiers gathered there to study martial arts. A tall and thin middle-aged general swung his sword, and many generals around him cheered and applauded.

Look at this middle-aged general, with a thin face, regular features, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, and an extraordinary bearing.

Yang Jian vaguely remembered that this should be Li Jing.

Without looking at him much, he glanced to the backyard, and saw the beautiful lady again, sitting in the corridor in the courtyard, dressed in fine clothes, looking a little more graceful and luxurious than a few years ago, with a smile on her face.

Several musicians were playing music, while Yin was sewing clothes with his head bowed there.

"Why don't you see Nezha?"

Yang Jian frowned, scanned again with his divine sense, and started to panic.

Little Nezha is a troublemaker, if he doesn't look at it for a while, the world may be turned upside down.

Killing the dragon son, making trouble in the East China Sea, accidentally injuring Biyun Boy, kicking the Dragon King of the East China Sea... really caused troubles a lot.

Could it be that this guy's reincarnation was delayed for two years, and now he has started to 'catch up'?

Yang Jian was startled, he didn't care to hide his figure, he appeared in the air, stepped on the white clouds and landed towards Li's mansion, and deliberately exposed his breath, which alarmed the front mansion and backyard at the same time.

Li Jing, who was dancing with his sword, put his sword back and stood, looked at Yang Jian in the air, and immediately handed the long sword to the military officer at the side, quickly adjusted his clothes, and also got up on the clouds, shouting: "I don't know which senior is coming, Chentangguan Li Jing is here!"

In the backyard, Nezha's mother also hurried out of the corridor, standing in the flower garden and looking at Yang Jian in the air, with a hint of worry in her eyes.

From the time when the eldest son went out to cultivate, to the birth of the youngest son, they had seen these high and high immortals, but they had never seen such young ones.

Yang Jian said in a loud voice: "I am a disciple of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and I practiced with Daoist Yuding of Yuquan Mountain. I heard that my junior brother was reincarnated in your mansion. I am here to visit. I don't know where my junior brother is at this time?"

Yang Jian directly explained his intention, but Li Jing was stunned.

Li Jing has met the real Taiyi, but he only knows that his youngest son has a master-student relationship with that undistinguished worldly expert, and this is the first time he has heard of the term "reincarnation".

"Is the Shangxian here to look for my youngest son Nezha?"

"That's right," Yang Jian nodded with a smile, without any arrogance, he put the cloud head down in front of Li Jing, and bowed to Li Jing.

Li Jing is considered to be a half Taoist disciple, and his master is the Daoist Daoist who was tricked by Master Huanglong before.

Seeing this, Li Jing also returned a bow, and said with a smile: "My young son is really blessed, I don't know what is the name of the immortal?"

"I haven't practiced for a long time, so I can't be called an immortal," Yang Jian said with a smile, "My name is Yang Jian."

"Yang Jian?" Li Jing was stunned for a moment, and then his eyes widened, "But the one who went to the Heavenly Palace to beg for his mother, defeated all the gods in the Heavenly Court, fought against the heavenly soldiers and generals, and was even the Erlang Zhenjun who was named commander by the Heavenly Court?"

Yang Jian was a little embarrassed, "It's me, Mr. Li has been praised too much, and the matter of my mother has not been too embarrassing for the Heavenly Court."

This is also true, after all, many offerings from the Heavenly Court were not sold at that time.

Li Jing's eyes were full of eagerness immediately, and he said "big filial son" and "true warrior", pulling Yang Jian down to the banquet.

Where is Yang Jian willing to eat this meal?

He was really afraid that Nezha would go out and mess around, so he said earnestly, "I hope Mr. Li understands how I miss my younger brother, so let me see him first."

"Nezha!" Li Jing turned his head and yelled, and yelled at the general on the ground: "Go and call that urchin over here! Say hello to the real king!"

"No need..."

"Hey!" Li Jing grabbed Yang Jian's wrist, "The real king is coming to Chentangguan, I will do my best to be a landlord. Come here, order the kitchen to prepare wine and dishes! Bring out all the good wine I have treasured!"

Yang Jian really did, but he couldn't help but give Li Jing this face, after all, he is also the future Tota Li Tianwang, Marshal of the Heavenly Court.

At that moment, Yang Jian was dragged by Li Jing to drink tea in the front hall, and the Li family frantically looked for the young master, which even alarmed the soldiers and guards all over the city, searching everywhere.

The Yin family in the backyard heard the report from the servants that the well-known Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun came, and said that he came to see his junior brother, so he couldn't help but heave a sigh of relief.

After many family servants searched for Nezha to no avail, Yin took out a bell from his sleeve, shook it lightly, and put it in the sleeve again.

After a while, a red light shot from the east and landed in front of Yin Shi, revealing his true self.

Look at the baby——

Red pockets, blue trousers, and green cloth boots, carried between the necklaces with the golden lock of longevity.

Tiger head, big eyes, soaring braids, red lips and teeth, white smile.

"Mom!" He yelled crisply, sticking out his chubby belly, "I was 80% full just after eating, and you called me back. Is Daddy going to test my homework?"

Sitting kneeling in front of Xiaowa, Yin's eyes were full of doting, and said softly: "A fairy came to look for you and said that you were his junior brother, so mother called you to come back and meet him."

"What immortal?" Xiaowa poked the corner of her mouth with her finger, "My master said that immortals are scum, and real immortals are also scum."

"Nonsense!" Yin reprimanded with a stern face, but seeing Xiaowa pouted, she quickly apologized.

Yin said softly: "The immortal my mother mentioned is the marshal of the heavenly court, and even a true hero who stands up to heaven and earth. His mother was trapped in the heavenly court and suffered from prison. He practiced alone, so he rushed to the heavenly court. He dared to fight against the heavenly soldiers and generals. In the end, he even rescued his mother. His deeds are sung in the Three Realms."

Xiaowa was thoughtful, and then smiled, "Mother, don't worry, if there are bad guys who dare to arrest mother, see if I don't beat them all to scum!"

"You!" Yin's finger pointed to Xiaowa's forehead, and Xiaowa threw herself into her mother's arms with a foolish smile.

"Okay, hurry up and change clothes, don't make this true gentleman wait for a long time, don't talk nonsense later, mother will go with you."

"It's okay, mother," Xiaowa was a little impatient, and the old god replied, "My master said, he will stand up to the sky falling, don't be afraid, don't be afraid."

Yin smiled wryly, picked up her son, and walked towards the attic.