The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In the main hall of Yuxu Palace, a young Taoist in a light yellow robe is talking eloquently in front of the jade statue of a saint.

He is personable and has an extraordinary manner. This demeanor alone has made many fairies and fairies of the same generation admire and envy in their hearts.

Let's hear Yang Jian say that Lu is following his heels:

"Everyone knows that in ancient times, the demon emperor was a three-legged golden crow born from the sun star. There were ten princes in the demon clan. In ancient times, ten little golden crows raged in the prehistoric times, scorching the earth, causing the lives to be burnt, and a large area of ​​rivers and mountains in Wubuzhou turned into a sea of ​​flames."

"Houyi, the great witch of the witch clan, shot with a long bow and shot ten arrows in total. But because the demon emperor arrived in time, he protected the ten princes, the youngest of the demon clan, but the ten princes were still shot in the ankle by the sun-shooting bow. Therefore, only one of the ten little Golden Crows remained, and the battle between the liches went to extremes."

"In the end, the Lich lost both sides, and the last masters of both sides rushed into the ancient heavenly court to fight and smashed the ancient heavenly court to pieces."

"Before the Demon Emperor died in battle, he put the youngest tenth prince and the corpse of the demon queen Xihe into the Chaos Clock, and sent the Chaos Bell into Chaos. Therefore, the tenth prince of the Jinwu clan survived."

"And these ten princes, by chance, got a mouthful of Hunyuan Zhenqi in the Chaos Bell, sealed it in a purple gold gourd, and refined it into a flying knife for killing immortals. And with the treasure left by the Demon Emperor in the East Emperor Bell, he cultivated a fairly advanced mana."

"At the time of the catastrophe of conferring the gods, this tenth prince also wanted to do the thing of fishing in troubled waters, so he showed up and called himself Daojun Lu Ya."

Yang Jian paused for a while, and saw that all the immortals in the hall were thinking, and added: "I dare not speak half a lie in front of my master. If I say something wrong, my master will reprimand me."

The jade statue of the saint didn't move at all, acquiescing to Yang Jian's words.

How did Yang Jian know so much?

There are many secrets that Tianyan Daozi told him back then, so few people in Honghuang know about them.

Just as Yang Jian was about to speak, Manjusri asked in a deep voice, "How did you know about this?"

"Of course my master told me!" Yang Jian replied calmly.

Master Yuding remained calm, but there was a little more smile in his eyes.

Yang Jian continued: "This Daoist Lu Ya, who attained the Tao after ancient times, was born as the tenth prince of the monster clan. He once abused the human race, and committed boundless murders in the prehistoric wilderness, affecting all spirits. He was indeed a demon at that time. Uncle Manjusri's company with him, I am afraid that it will weaken my reputation as an exponent of teaching, and make all the monks inside and outside the door ridicule."

"Huh!" Manjusri raised his head and said, "It would be too arbitrary to communicate with people only by looking at their footsteps."

As soon as these words came out, the complexions of the Xianjiao immortals became a little ugly.

Guang Chengzi narrowed his eyes even more, and said coldly: "Junior brother, be careful!"

Manjusri thought for a while, and then realized that he had made a slip of the tongue just now, and suddenly broke out in cold sweat.

What is the allusion in this?

After the creation of the world, Pangu died, and the primordial spirit transformed into the Sanqing together. Therefore, the Sanqing sages were originally brothers of the same root and origin, and they were called the "Three Friends".

But when Sanyou started accepting apprentices, Lao Tzu was quiet and inactive, and he looked at all the fate of his apprentices;

Yuan Shitian respects the disciples' footsteps, looks at the source of blessings of the disciples, and refuses to accept those whose feet are not right and the source of blessings is not deep.

However, Master Tongtian advocated that "everything has a ray of life", advocated "teaching without class", and even took a treasure hunting mouse as a disciple in a fit of anger, which is now Daoist Duobao.

Because of this, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu argued and quarreled several times. Lao Tzu moved away from Kunlun Mountain, and Tongtian Jiaozhu also went to Jinao Island in a fit of anger.

Therefore, Manjusri just said, "If you only look at his heels and feet, it would be too arbitrary", there is a hint of satire on Yuanshi Tianzun.

Guang Chengzi yelled loudly, and Manjusri was also dripping with cold sweat.

Yang Jian smiled lightly, and didn't hold on to the subject, it was meaningless.

The pit has to be dug deep in order to bury the dead.

"Uncle Manjusri, my nephew is also unclear about something, I would like to ask my uncle for advice."

At this time, all the immortals also saw that Yang Jian was not a simple character to be manipulated by others; in a few words, he cleared up the matter of saving Zhao Gongming, and then turned against Manjusri.

If it was just to disgrace Manjusri, it would be enough to do this today, but Yang Jian still blamed Manjusri.

Manjusri nodded indifferently, he was already on guard in his heart, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Yang Jian said indifferently: "If Master is plotting against Zhao Gongming, why don't you fight upright? Like Master Taiyi and Uncle Jiejiao Shiji in a direct contest, killing Uncle Shiji, the Immortal Jiejiao can't say a word. Master Wenshu went to the master of the Yaozu instead to plot against the disciples of the Taoist sect... This..."

"What do you mean by that?" Manjusri also stood up, "I have worked so hard just to send Zhao Gongming to the list of gods and teach us to teach us less powerful enemies. Could it be that there is something wrong?"

"My nephew dare not say that my uncle is wrong." Yang Jian bowed his head, raised his head and smiled again, "I just feel that there are too many doubts about what my uncle did."

Manjusri swept his sleeves: "I want to see what you can say to slander my reputation!"

"How dare the nephew slander the uncle?" Yang Jian said that he didn't dare to slander, but the next three questions made Wenshu blush and angry.

Yang Jian asked:

"Master and the ten princes of the demon tribe attacked and killed Zhao Gongming, have you ever thought about the consequences of this matter? If Zhao Gongming is really killed, and everyone in the world will talk about it, how can you say that I teach? Have you ever thought about it?"

"If Zhao Gongming dies in battle, the immortals of Jiejiao will say that his skills are not as good as others, so naturally nothing will happen. But Master Manjusri, you go to collude with the demons of the outer sect...Here, have you ever thought about the 'family of three religions, and the family of Taoism'? Have you ever thought about the face of my sage master?"

"Yang Jian!" Manjusri scolded in a cold voice, "Don't rely on you to have someone to support you, so you dare to have no elders in Yuxu Palace! Talking nonsense!"

"Master, why is he so angry?" Yang Jian still held his hand to Manjusri in a calm manner, "Why have I ever been rude? It's just that I have these thoughts in my heart, so I don't want to be impatient, Master."

Guang Chengzi said: "Nephew Yang Jian, what you have considered is indeed a good thing. Since everyone is thinking about my teaching, today's matter, it is better to leave it at that."

Yang Jian said so much before, dug the pit so deep, and Manjusri was about to jump down, but was forced into the trap by Master Guangchengzi.

Yang Jian glanced at his master and found that the master shook his head slightly.

Isn't now the time to rip your skin off?

That's fine.

Yang Jian made a salute to Guang Chengzi, a little unsatisfied, and said: "Since the uncle has an order, the disciple must obey it."

"Come on, sit here." Guang Chengzi led him casually, and a futon landed behind Reverend Yuding, but Yang Jian and the Twelve Golden Immortals were listed together.

"Wait!"

Taoist Manjusri gushed out a torrent, and his mana swept through Yuxu Palace, staring at Yang Jian coldly.

"Credit is credit, fault is fault," Manjusri said coldly, "I didn't think carefully before, and I attacked and killed Zhao Gongming together with outsiders, which hurt my reputation of educating, so I should be punished. But Yang Jian shot to save Zhao Gongming, but he was educating and raising tigers for me! He should be severely punished!"

Taoist Huanglong said in disbelief, "Junior Manjusri, why are you so arguing with a junior nephew?"

Manjusri did not return, but just stared at Guangchengzi.

Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and looked at Master again, only to find that Master had closed his eyes.

Knowing a son is like a father, and the same is true for the master and apprentice.

Master Yuding did not know that Yang Jian was just laying the groundwork and did not throw out the 'killer'. At this time, Master Yuding closed his eyes, but because Manjusri was entangled, he acquiesced to Yang Jian's plan.

Yang Jian suddenly laughed twice.

"I wholeheartedly go to Kunlun, why did the teacher commit any grievances?"

Yang Jian sighed, looked at the statue of Yuanshi Tianzun, bent his legs, knelt down on the ground, and said in a serious voice: "Today, I, Yang Jian, swear the oath of heaven in front of the jade statue of the master.

Hum——

There was an inexplicable Dao rhyme from the jade statue, and at the same time, a flash of lightning flashed outside the Yuxu Palace, and the sky thundered.

This is Tiandao's oath made by Yang Jian.

As soon as this heavy oath was made, many disciples of Chanjiao were in agitated mood. Looking at the back of Yang Jian kneeling there, they only felt that this was a first-class "loyal minister and filial son" in Honghuang.

Even his own saint recognized Yang Jian's oath and believed that Yang Jian had no second thoughts.

Yang Jian got up and looked at Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun without any affection.

He said: "Uncle Manjusri, you colluded with the evil spirits of the outer sect and intended to provoke a war between the two sects, what is your intention?"

Manjusri was not flustered, and immediately replied: "At this time, the conferred gods are in disaster, the immortals of the two religions violated the precept of killing, and the war between the two religions is imminent, why did I provoke it?"

"Before the master made such calculations, did he tell my master, did he tell me to teach all the immortals to prepare early!" Yang Jian's eyes were full of divine light, and he faced Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun directly, without the slightest timidity!

Yang Jian said: "If the great war breaks out like this, how many immortals will die in the battle if I explain the teachings! My teachings will have half an advantage! Jiejiao claims that ten thousand immortals will come to court, and my teachings are comparable to my teachings! The master's painstaking efforts to arrange for the god-conferred flying bear, the uncle really doesn't care about it!"

"Yang Jian!" Waves of majesty poured out of Manjusri's body, pressing forward overwhelmingly.

"Uncle Manjusri!"

Yang Jian took a step forward, like a rock on the seashore, standing still in the storm!

"If the uncle has no two intentions at all, but is not thinking carefully, please make an oath of heaven in front of the ancestor! If so, I will kowtow to my nephew to apologize! Kneel on the ground for three years to punish myself!"

"You!" Manjusri's hands trembled because he was angry, "Yang Jian! You are too aggressive!"

How dare he make such an oath?

Yang Jian gained power and took another step forward. He said coldly: "Master, it's just an oath. The way of heaven and the sage master have feelings. As long as you say a few words, my nephew will kneel down and apologize for three years."

"Yang Jian, how dare you embarrass me like this!"

"Uncle Manjusri, face is earned by oneself, not given by others, and it is not for others to lose."

At the moment, Manjusri was a little speechless, and his aura was completely released, which made many disciples of the third generation turn pale, such as Jin Zha and Mu Zha.

But Yang Jian was no different.