The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Qianyuan Mountain, in front of Jinxia Cave.

"Master, Huang Feihu has been rescued." Nezha jumped off the hot wheel, put away all the magic weapons, wore a lotus battle suit, and sat on the futon under the tree.

Master Taiyi put down the jade talisman in his hand, "Seeing you are so happy, what's wrong?"

"I saw Senior Brother Yang Jian!"

"Oh?" Daoist Taiyi laughed, "Your senior brother has always been cautious in doing things, so why make a fuss when you go to rescue Huang Feihu and meet him."

Nezha tilted his head, but he couldn't tell Master Taiyi the joy in his heart, so he could only shrug his shoulders, "Anyway, I'm very happy."

Taiyi Daoist said: "In the future, I will get along well with your senior brother. If he does anything, you go with him. It will be good for you."

Nezha nodded in agreement, and sat there in a daze.

The primordial spirit has been incensed for three years, and was refined by the master into an indestructible golden god; and the lotus body is the innate spiritual root. After refining this body, its power and magic are endless.

The innate spiritual root is also called the Dao Linggen. The lotus body contains the Dao itself, and it is practiced by itself every day. It does not need Nezha to enlighten the Tao, and there is no bottleneck.

I really envy a certain eight or nine Xuangong practitioner who is stuck in the bottleneck.

"Master, why does senior brother want to be a high official in the secular world?"

"For the sake of enshrining the gods," Master Taiyi said with a smile, "it's hard for a teacher to figure out what your senior brother thinks. There are so many things involved in this matter, you don't need to know it all."

"You don't have to know it all, I just don't know it at all," Nezha muttered, crossing his arms, quite dissatisfied.

Daoist Taiyi held the flower and smiled lightly, sniffed the fragrance of the petal in his hand, put the petal into the wind, and floated away from the cliff.

The index finger of the right hand rests on the middle finger, and a faint Taoist rhyme swayed, and Master Taiyi slowly closed his eyes, as if in a deep sleep.

A gust of wind blew under Qianyuan Mountain and collided with the mountain wall, making a humming sound.

Nezha asked softly, "Master, why is it windy?"

"It's not the wind."

"If the wind is not the wind, then what is it?"

"Catastrophe, calamity, fate."

Master Taiyi opened his eyes, stood up, stepped forward, and disappeared without a trace.

"Master?"

Master Taiyi's voice circulated outside Jinxia Cave: "After half a year, I will go down the mountain to help your senior brother fight, and as a teacher, let's travel to chaos."

Nezha tilted his head, twitched his small mouth, and continued to sit there in a daze, allowing his treasure body to absorb the abundant spiritual energy here.

Cultivation or something is really boring.

Nezha yawned, leaned back, lay down under the tree and began to sleep soundly, remembering the period of half a year in his heart so that he would not delay the time to go down the mountain.

Inside Chentang Pass, Li Jing stood on the tower, looking at the army below who was practicing formation.

He looked a few years younger on the whole, but his demeanor was a little more calm.

Behind him, a lieutenant general was constantly reporting the military situation thousands of miles away.

The area where Chentangguan is located is too remote, the fire of war is too low, and the war can not be afforded. Now that Nanzhou is in chaos, this place is really one of the few safe places.

"Li Jing."

A call came from above, and an old man with a fairy wind and crane bones appeared in front of Li Jing, hovering in front of Li Jing, stepping on a fairy cloud.

Li Jing quickly bowed: "Master!"

All the officers and men were already familiar with the strangeness, and bowed their heads in salute, not daring to look directly at the old immortal.

"Now that you are successful in Daoism, I will give you a treasure." Daoist Du'er took out a small pagoda from his robe and said, "This thing is not mine either, but it was given to you by the disciple Yang Jianling as a teacher. Don't lose your love in the future."

Li Jing said: "Nowadays there are wars all over the world, I, Chen Tangguan, don't know how to deal with myself, so I ask Master to guide me."

Master Du'er Fuxu smiled and said: "If the time comes, someone will invite you to leave the customs, don't worry."

"Yes," Li Jing replied respectfully, took the pagoda over, and a spiritual light wrapped around his hand, connecting with his primordial spirit.

Treasures have spirits, and they choose people to live in.

Daoist Du'er said: "I'm going now, no one in the catastrophe will dare to say that he will retreat unscathed. But you need to remember that you are teaching your disciples, and you must not lose your face."

"Disciple, remember."

Daoist Du'er nodded with a smile, and was carried by the fairy cloud straight into the sky, disappearing after a while.

Li Jing looked at the pagoda in his hand thoughtfully, and held the Linglong Pagoda to stand on the gate. As soon as he raised his hand, the pagoda flew into the clouds, opened a curtain of light, and enveloped Chentang Pass.

Although he is a disciple of Renjiao, but his three sons are all worshiped under the sect of the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, how can he get rid of the relationship?

Li Jing also vaguely saw some of his future fate; a young man in a light yellow robe appeared in his mind, his eyes were a little more relieved.

Li Jing asked: "Then Xiqi's prime minister's real name is Yang Jian?"

The distance between the two places was too far, so Li Jing didn't bother to inquire. This news has only recently reached the ears of the people in Chentangguan.

"The commander-in-chief, it is indeed Yang Jian. Now it has spread all over the world. The immortal prime minister," the deputy general said disapprovingly, "I'm afraid it's all Zhou Guo's way to win people's hearts. If we say that the people are prosperous, we should take Chentangguan as the winner."

Li Jing said: "Yang Jian is very kind to my family, don't let me hear such words again."

Although the words are plain, there is an overwhelming force.

The deputy general was dripping with cold sweat, and quickly knelt down to agree. Li Jing snorted, his gaze returned to calm, and he stared at the endless rivers and mountains outside the pass.

Become a fairy, become a god, a prince, a general, what is it like?

A soft sigh disappeared in the sea breeze blowing from Chentangguan, and disappeared without a trace.

In the 21st year of Emperor Xin, Huang Feihu returned to the state of Zhou, and Chaoge City was about to face a storm. Fortunately, Taishi Wenzhong stabilized the ruling and opposition parties, and the luck of the great business seemed to shine.

Wen Zhong sent the generals Chao Tian and Chao Lei to test whether King Wu of Zhou objected. The two brothers Chao Tian led an army and horses straight into the state of Zhou, and they were not blocked at all.

Zhou's army all retreated to the west of Qishan Mountain, as if they had given up a large area of ​​land east of Xiqi.

There was a nursery rhyme spread among the Zhou army within the state of Zhou. The phrase, "The people are not as good as the people, ask the soldiers in the city", made Chao Tian and Chao Lei fearful all the way, and finally arrived near Qishan Mountain, where they confronted Xiqi's army.

Although they have few soldiers and horses, they are not here to start a war, but just to test.

If Xiqi's army was crushed, Chao Tian and Chao Lei would immediately turn their heads and flee, and go back to their grand master to report 'Xiqi's rebellion', and millions of merchant troops would flock to them.

The two armies confronted each other, and Chao Tian and Chao Lei came to the front of the formation wearing battle armor, each riding a war horse.

Chao Tian pointed to the neatly lined Zhou army in the distance, and shouted: "I am the mighty general Chao Tian! Today, I am ordered by the emperor and ordered by the grand master to arrest the traitor King Wu Cheng, and let your general speak out!"

With the sound of a gong, the two soldiers and horses moved away in neat steps. Huang Feihu rode the five-colored cow and rushed to the front. Yang Jian stood on the chariot, just behind Huang Feihu.

Several Xiqi generals and several Huang family generals followed from left to right, with extraordinary momentum.

When Chao Tian saw King Wu Cheng, he immediately scolded: "You thief, how dare you make such a publicity!"

"Humph," Huang Feihu sneered, but remembered Yang Jian's entrustment, and didn't speak to him, just stood riding a bull in front of the formation.

"The two are the mighty generals?" Yang Jian cupped his hands on top of the chariot.

Chao Tian was taken aback, looked at Yang Jian and asked back, "Who are you?"

"Bold!" General Xiqi Nangong scolded, "How dare you be rude when you see my prime minister!"

Chao Tian sneered and said, "Who are you? This general is the Son of Heaven's personal title of Great General, what title do you have?"

A general of the Zhou army scolded angrily: "King Zhou has no way. He killed Zhongliang and lost his destiny. How dare he call himself the emperor!"

"This person speaks like this, but wants to rebel blatantly?" Chao Tian's eyes narrowed, "I advise you to tie up Huang Feihu as soon as possible and send him to the front line, so as not to send a large army to Chaoge City and bring disaster to thousands of people in this county!"

Nangong Shi is a famous general of Xiqi, with a high reputation in the Zhou army, he couldn't help but clasped his fists at Yang Jian and pleaded for his orders: "This thief is too arrogant, please order from the Prime Minister, the general will take this man's head!"

"It would be best if he could be caught alive," Yang Jian said indifferently, with a slightly displeased expression on his face, "Left and right, cheer for General Nangong!"

As soon as the order was given, the drums of the Chinese army rang out; Nan Gongshi raised his sword and charged forward, Chao Tian rode his horse and wielded his sword, and came forward without any timidity.

Seeing the two generals fighting together, they fought well.

Yang Jian watched it with great interest in the car. Although it was just a mortal fighting with martial arts, it also contained some 'skills', which inspired him a lot.

After only thirty rounds, Nangong used the back of his saber to knock Chao Tian off his horse, picked it up casually, and jumped back on the horse.

Seeing that his brother was captured, Chao Lei immediately sent troops to rescue him.

As soon as Yang Jian raised his hand, the bannermen behind him waved vigorously, and the Zhou army's one hundred thousand soldiers and horses roared at the same time, and they were about to charge forward.

Chao Lei's complexion changed drastically, and he quickly ordered Ming Jin to withdraw his troops and retreat thirty miles to set up camp.

Zhou Jun returned to the camp and celebrated their achievements. Yang Jian praised Nangong Shi with a few words, but the latter couldn't close his mouth when he opened his mouth, and was dragged to drink by several generals.

On the other hand, Huang Feihu, with a gloomy expression on his face, sat there thinking for a while, and took the initiative to ask Yang Jian for help.

Huang Feihu said: "Prime Minister, I entered the Western Zhou Dynasty and did not make a single meritorious service. Even though Chao Tian was a little reckless, he was also a loyal man. Why don't I go lobbying, and I will be able to persuade him to surrender, and help the great cause of defeating Zhou."

Although Yang Jian knew that Huang Feihu was "feeding the meat buns to the dogs" this time, he didn't expose it. He just said: "King Wu Cheng has full authority."

Huang Feihu said goodbye and left, and entered Chao Tian's tent full of confidence.

So and so, and so and so, not long after, Huang Feihu and Chao Tian came to Yang Jian's tent.

Let's start now, brothers?

Yang Jian treated each other with courtesy and gentle words, Chao Tian's eyes flickered several times, but Yang Jian deliberately turned a blind eye to them.

Chao Tian said: "Although my brother listens to me, I don't have anything to rely on for my empty words. Why don't King Wu Cheng follow me to persuade him. Just use the same words to persuade me again, and my brother will see through the true face of King Zhou."

"That's very good," Huang Feihu immediately agreed.

Yang Jian also nodded along with the situation, and watched the two brothers go away hand in hand.

After the two left, Yang Jian asked Nangong Shi who was waiting outside the tent to come in, gave a few orders, and Nangong Shi also obeyed and left.

Chao Tian and Huang Feihu went back to the merchant army's camp together. As soon as they entered the tent, Chao Tian suddenly shouted: "Take Huang Feihu!"

Dozens of knife and axemen rushed out from left and right, rushed forward, and pressed Huang Feihu to the ground.

Huang Feihu yelled, Chao Tian and Chao Lei immediately pulled out their camp and returned, but they were intercepted and killed by the Zhou army halfway. The 30,000 to 50,000 people were scattered and defeated in a short time. The Zhou army welcomed Huang Feihu back and captured the two brothers Chao Lei and Chao Tian.

But Zhou Jun did not embarrass the two of them, and treated each other with courtesy, and sent several ministers to lobby and talk, counting the crimes of King Zhou, and talking freely about life ideals.

Entering Yang Jian's tent again, Chao Tian was ashamed, while Chao Lei looked at death as if at home, quite courageous.

Yang Jian stood up and went forward to untie the two of them himself, still intending to surrender.

Although it was a little troublesome, since he decided to subdue these two people, Yang Jian could only speak a few words as gently as possible, which immediately moved Chao Tian to tears.

Chao Tian shouted: "If the prime minister is not willing to give up, the lives of my two brothers will be sold to Xiqi!"

Yang Jian smiled lightly.

Fengshen cannon fodder, successfully added two.