The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Xiqi is actually the "Qishan in the west", which is regarded as an iconic mountain, referring to the large area around the Weishui River.

Xibo Hou Jichang commanded the 200 princes of the West Road, but not all of the 200 princes bowed their heads to Ji Chang, they were only restrained by Ji Chang.

However, Ji Chang had been operating in the land of Xiqi for many years. At least half of the two hundred princes were trusted retainers, and most of the remaining half were occupying land as kings.

Yang Jian was appointed as the senior doctor, so he had to show some real talent and work hard. On the way, he formulated a detailed 'strategy' and handed it over to Ji Chang.

Conquering the princes of the West Road does not rely solely on force; anyway, Xiqi has a destiny, and the blessing of great luck, no matter how hard he tosses, there will be no problem, at most it will be a surprise without danger.

A big city stands under Qishan Mountain, which is the "capital" of Zhou State.

At this time, the secular world of the human race is still a slave system, and many slaves can be seen working everywhere along the way, Yang Jian doesn't have much thought about it.

Free the slaves? Speed ​​up the process of secular feudal dynasty? He didn't have such a leisurely mood, and it would be futile to force these things.

The progress of the human race is all controlled by the way of heaven, how can he, a little shrimp, just get in there?

After seeing his master, Yang Jian suddenly felt that it didn't make much sense for him to wander around Honghuang like this before.

Every word and deed is known to all saints;

Every move is clear to all saints.

Even his heels, originally thought that only Empress Houtu knew about it, but unexpectedly the master also knew about it.

This made Yang Jianming understand a lot of truths, and he became much more relaxed, and his mentality was more peaceful than before.

It is better than anything else to be assigned the job of enshrining the gods, honestly grow the Western Zhou Dynasty, spend ten or twenty years of effort to change the dynasty, and then go back to the mountains to practice and never go out again.

What he wants to do is to touch the true limit of the Bajiu Xuangong, to see if he can walk out of a peerless path that has no one to come.

Only then can you be a chess player.

Looking at the big city from a distance, the clouds and mist rise, and the luck condenses into a dragon shape here, covering thousands of miles.

Everywhere in the city was decorated with lanterns and festoons, and dozens of people from the state of Zhou, civil and military, greeted them at the city gate.

Yang Jian was not arrogant either, he greeted these civil servants and generals one by one, met the four friends of King Wen, Dayan, Hong Yao, San Yisheng, Nan Gongshi, and after chatting with them, they were all capable ministers who valued both knowledge and wisdom.

These civil servants are not surprised that Ji Chang directly gave Yang Jian a high position. Although Yang Jian was a little younger, he intentionally showed at the next banquet that the strategy of governing the country and the army that he said made these civil servants and generals almost kneel down to worship their teachers...

No way, Yang Jian also completed twelve years of compulsory education when he was on earth in his previous life. Although the Chinese civilization is a bit short compared to the prehistoric period, it has a very profound history, which has given Yang Jian great benefits.

"Duke Yang is truly a god!"

"With the help of Duke Yang, why should my king worry about the uncertainties?"

Yang Jian smiled humbly, "It's better to make one or two achievements instead of talking too much. Please watch over me and see what I can do in the future."

At the moment, Yang Jian took advantage of the situation and proposed to recruit some generals to train for Xiqi, and King Wen agreed with great joy.

The banquet ended in three days, and the people of Xiqi scrambled to praise each other, saying that their great king invited gods to help them, and the future must be smooth and rainy.

Quite a few women still had their hearts filled with excitement. Those who had heard the immortal said that the immortal was quite handsome and mighty...

King Wen arranged a big house for Yang Jian. After thinking about it, Yang Jian directly wrote a book and brought his mother, younger sister and wife to live there for a few years.

Today's Xiqi is already the place where the luck of the human race in Nanzhou is the strongest, and it is also the place where the luck of the three realms gathers.

After arranging all these, Yang Jian couldn't be idle anymore, and started to build the foundation for the newly recruited disciples to practice. He would not be stingy with panacea, treasures and mysterious methods.

Yang Jian didn't plan to teach her in person, it's better to let her "teacher wife" with deep background teach her.

I can't let Zixia also practice Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, if she and that monkey really meet in the future, the two will fight if they don't agree with each other...

"Ha," Yang Jian grinned, feeling that his idea was quite creative.

"Master," Zixia asked in a low voice, a little afraid of the unfamiliar environment, "are we the only ones living in such a big yard?"

Yang Jian released the Roaring Dog to accompany her, and patted Zixia on the head, "It will be lively in a few days, don't be afraid."

Zixia's face was a little red. Although she was only five or six years old, she was extremely intelligent and knew a lot. She whispered: "Then, can Zixia be with Master...tonight? I'm a little scared..."

"Of course." Yang Jian didn't care.

It was night, Zixia hid in the bed and fell asleep, Yang Jian sat on the armchair beside the bed, closed his eyes, rested his mind, and comprehended the mysterious method.

A few days later, several carriages drove slowly into Zhou Capital, and under the escort of two teams of elite soldiers, they entered Yang Jian's mansion steadily.

When King Wen heard about this, he personally led several ministers to welcome him.

Yang Jian thanked him a few times, brought his mother Yaoji and younger sister Yang Xiaochan into the Houfu, brought his wife, Zhijian and Yao Gonglin, and hosted a banquet for King Wen and his party.

According to Yang Jian's order, Ao Xinke, Zhi Jian and others all hid their aura and cultivation, and they looked like ordinary people at this time.

But Ao Xinke's cold temperament and cool and peerless appearance really cannot be concealed...

Fortunately, Ji Chang is not Emperor Xin, so there is no need to worry about any troubles.

In the backyard, dozens of fairies who had suppressed their aura officially became the maids of the Yang Mansion, and under Yao Ji's arrangement, they waited everywhere, and after a while, the courtyard was filled with flowers, plants, insects and birds, like a fairyland.

In the front hall, King Wen sat in the main seat, and they talked happily after a banquet.

"Your Majesty," Yang Jian cupped his hands, "these two are my brothers, and they both commanded thousands of troops to fight abroad."

Zhijian and Yao Gonglin stood up, and cupped their fists at King Wen Jichang.

Yang Jian said: "I would like to ask King Wen to dispatch two soldiers and horses to practice with him, and wait for half a year to see the results."

"Hey," said Ji Chang, who didn't know the meaning of Yang Jian's words, "since Mr. recommended him, it must be a strange person and strange thing that is hard to find in the world. Why can't you entrust the whole army?"

"King Wen is cautious," Yang Jian said, "Don't let me lose my virtue."

Ji Chang couldn't help smiling, raised his glass and said, "Since Mr. said so, according to what Mr. said, the two generals will go to the barracks to take over two elite soldiers after the banquet!"

"The last general takes orders!"

Zhijian and Yao Gonglin responded at the same time, the skills of generals accumulated in Meicheng for thousands of years are far comparable to ordinary generals.

The six friends of Meishan are the real 'generals'. They have united the soldiers of Meicheng and the monsters of Meishan for countless battles, and their skills in using soldiers have already been deeply rooted. They are completely different from those gods who have been included in the list of gods, such as the four saints of Jiulong Island and the four generals of the Mo family.

Regarding these, Yang Jian needless to say, it only takes a little time for Zhijian and Yao Gonglin to shine in the Zhou army.

The military affairs are entrusted to the two of them, and Yang Jian concentrates on the development of Xiqi, so it's easy to worry about.

After the banquet, Yang Jian told the two of them in front of King Wen, "There are secular rules in the secular world. You should not teach soldiers to practice mysterious methods, so as not to damage the luck of the Zhou army. You only need to practice with mortal bodies."

"yes!"

The two took the order to go, King Wen was a little hesitant to speak, but he didn't say anything more.

After sending off King Wen and his party, Yang Jian leaned back on the chair and breathed a sigh of relief, Ao Xinke swung his sleeves, and the messy living room immediately became tidy.

The husband and wife looked at each other, and Ao Xinke couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle.

Yang Jian looked at his clothes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

Ao Xinke said with a smile: "My husband is a mighty warrior in the heavenly court, I never thought of coming, and assisting the princes in the secular world also has some bearing."

"Don't make fun of me," Yang Jian rubbed his forehead, summoned Zixia who was at a loss in the backyard, and handed it over to Ao Xinke.

Zixia weakly called out 'teacher's wife', and Xinke couldn't stop laughing, in a good mood.

"What Dharma does Husband want to teach her?"

"I don't have a way for girls to practice here, so you can pass on the exercises."

"Husband, you deserve to be a master, but it's inevitable..."

"Um?"

"Too heroic."

Ao Xinke bit her lower lip, she really succumbed to Yang Jian's gaze; Yang Jian laughed a few times and looked for it in the black turtle belt.

He now has a rich family, first the treasure house of the Meishan monster clan, and Xin Ke's dowry, and even robbed a quasi-sage, and the treasures in the Xuangui belt have already piled up into mountains.

But to match Zixia with a magic weapon, it must be a string of bracelets and a good sword.

Soon, Yang Jian set his sights on the Fumo Sword, and after thinking about it, he took the sword presented by Chi Jingzi in his hand.

"Zixia, come here."

"Yes, Master."

Yang Jian said solemnly: "This sword used to fight against monsters in the Dragon Palace of the East China Sea with my teacher, and also fought in Beizhou with my teacher. The first Da Luo who was killed by my teacher used this sword. It is passed on to you today. Cherish it."

Zixia quickly knelt down, took the long sword that was taller than her with both hands, hugged it in her arms and nodded seriously.

"Master, what is the name of this sword?"

Yang Jian said calmly: "Originally it was called Miemojian, but you are a daughter's family, so change the name to Ziqing Baojian."

Zixia blinked, and sweetly agreed.

Yang Jian took out another bracelet, which is also a fairy treasure, "Wearing it on your body on weekdays can make your practice more effective, and when you are facing an enemy, just shake it slightly to disturb its mind."

After imparting the treasure, Ao Xinke took Zixia to the backyard to teach the Dharma, and a figure sneaked into the front yard.

"elder brother?"

"If you want to go out, bring Chu Qian with you."

"Hee hee, I got it!" Yang Xiaochan jumped over with a smile, her slender figure was wrapped in a light purple skirt, and she deliberately turned around in front of Yang Jian, her long hair fluttering gently, "Does it look good? Mom made it for me."

Yang Jian looked softly, and said with a smile: "Naturally it looks good, what are you wearing, isn't it beautiful?"

Xiaochan'er blushed slightly, puffed up the corners of her mouth and said: "Hmph, you only see sister-in-law now, where was my shadow?"

"You girl," Yang Jian could only smile wryly, and raised his hand to fetch a chair for her to sit beside and talk.

"I don't want to sit down, bro, do you have any gold, silver, or silk?"

Yang Jian said with a smile, "I'm on a salary. When I was an official before, King Wen also gave me a reward. I'll give it to you. Take it and spend it as you like."

While speaking, a stack of gold cakes fell into Yang Xiaochan's hands.

"Ha!" Yang Xiaochan's eyes lit up immediately. As a celestial monk, she didn't feel that these yellow and white things were inferior to those spiritual treasures, and ran back to the backyard happily with a stack of gold cakes in her arms.

Not long after, a handsome young man took three charming fairies, Ting Lan, Cui Zhu, and Chu Qian, to the street to play.

They all have immortal skills, and took the opportunity to punish many bullies, hooligans and playboys in Zhou capital, and they also made some contributions to Yang Jian's plan to revitalize the Western Zhou Dynasty.

pretty boy...

For some reason, Yang Jian thought of Xiao Lan, that stunning woman who looked like a different person in men's clothes.

Lingshan's old mother didn't have a deep relationship with him, and she had no grievances, and she was afraid that it would be difficult to meet him in the future.

"Xiao Lan...Xiao Lan'er..."

From tomorrow onwards, let's retreat in the secular world. It shouldn't be a problem to use the Sanshengbiluojue to make an avatar and go to court every day.

Where is the limit of the fifth stage of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Art, the Pearl Accumulation Realm?

Yang Jian fell into deep thought again, and there were some Dao rhymes around his body, but these Dao rhymes disappeared in a flash and could not last long.