The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian thinks that he has seen many kinds of characters in the prehistoric world, such as beauties, powerful men, knights, heroes, demons, witches, dragons, phoenixes...even two saints, and giants who created the world.

But he had never seen...a monk with such long ears.

When I saw the famous Chang-eared Dingguang Immortal, I was really shocked.

In the sky above Zhou Jun's barracks, the long-eared Ding Guangxian stood on the cloud, wearing a toga, looking icy, but with an indescribably funny feeling.

Seeing a group of people walking out of the main tent of the Chinese army, this long-eared man immediately perked up; seeing Yang Jian sitting on a magical chair and being pushed to this place, doubts suddenly arose in his heart.

He came here today just to test one or two.

"What's wrong with Master Nephew Yang Jian?"

Chang Er said gently, falling in the air, he was about to walk towards Yang Jian.

Hundreds of elite armored soldiers swarmed up, aiming their gleaming knives and guns at the long-eared man who descended from the sky.

Although these military guards also know that their methods cannot threaten the immortals who can fly into the sky and escape from the ground, but they still do so, only doing their duty.

Chang Er said with a smile: "The Daoist family is like this, is this how the nephew treats the poor Taoist?"

Yang Jian remained calm, "Master Uncle Chang Er is right, the Taoist family belongs to one family, if Uncle Master didn't come to embarrass me today, I would sweep the couch to welcome him."

"Hahaha, nephew, don't worry!" Chang-er Dingguangxian waved his hand, "Poverty is weak by nature, and he doesn't want to be involved in such a vortex. The catastrophe is coming, and he is terrified, so he came here today to ask for advice."

Yang Jian said: "Let's go away, it's okay."

Then all the soldiers retreated and returned to various places, each with their chests raised up, not thinking that they were humble just like ordinary people, and they would not humble themselves in front of the immortals.

"Uncle Master invites me, I am unable to move, and I am out of courtesy."

"You pay attention to etiquette, but we don't like to talk about it," Chang Er said with a smile, with his hands in his sleeves, like a good old man, he floated over leisurely.

Huang Feihu pushed Yang Jian into the tent, and left under the hint of Yang Jian's eyes. Zhijian and Yao Gonglin stood behind Yang Jian, guarding against this one of the Seven Immortals of Penglai.

At this time, the six friends of Meishan are naturally not the opponents of the Penglai Seven Immortals. After all, the former are all 'generals' who lead the battle, but the Penglai Seven Immortals are the attendant immortals of the Tongtian Sect Master and official disciples of the saint.

Chang Er sat down, Ji Qianhua bowed to leave after serving tea, Chang Er looked at her a few more times, as if she had realized something.

Xiao Chan'er had just been sent back to Meishan by Ao Xinke, and it was Ao Xinke who directly took action to seal Xiao Chan'er's cultivation and handed it over to Yao Ji, so there was no trouble.

Closer to home.

Yang Jian went straight to the point: "Master Uncle Chang Er has any doubts, and I need to answer them."

"Of course it's a matter of conferring gods," Chang-er Ding Guangxian said with a smile, "I just want to know if my name is on the list of conferring gods, and if so, what position does it occupy in the heavenly court."

Yang Jian chuckled, "Master Uncle Chang Er came here for this?"

"Of course," Chang-er Dingguangxian smiled a little embarrassedly, and explained, "I'm different from other immortals. You don't know, my nephew. I just don't like to fight and kill, and I don't have the guts."

Yang Jian felt powerless to complain in his heart. This was the first time he met a cultivator who could belittle himself. Judging from his cultivation base, he was even more extraordinary than Daluo Jinxian.

If there is no arrogance in my heart, how can I practice to the present level?

Where there is an abnormality, there must be a demon. This long-eared Dingguang Immortal... the more humble he is, the more he has other plans.

"Why, can't you check it?" Chang Er asked with a frown.

Yang Jian shook his head and said: "To be honest, although I am in charge of the list of gods, I am in charge of the treasure of heaven for my master, the sage of Yuxu Palace. The treasure has nothing to do with me. Only the primordial spirit can manifest if it is included in the list of gods."

The long-eared Dingguangxian pondered for a moment.

"Heaven's power is unfathomable, alas...forget it," Zhang Er Ding Guangxian sighed, and directly changed the subject, "How did Nephew Yang Jian suffer such a serious injury?"

Yang Jian smiled and said: "It's okay, it's just that there is a mistake in the practice, and I'm trying to correct it."

"Oh? Really?" There was only concern in Chang Er's eyes, without the slightest bit of murderous intent or hostility.

But the more this happened, the more vigilant Yang Jian became.

Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun is definitely ranked first among the great powers who have a feud with him today; but this Master Manjusri is actually not good at patience, and he is against him everywhere, and everyone has known it for a long time.

And people with long ears are even more terrifying, they are completely like smiling tigers.

"That's true." Yang Jian replied these four words calmly, and Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin were ready to make a move.

"Oh, what a pity," Chang-eared Ding Guangxian sighed, took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve, and said, "There is a treasure pill refined from innate spiritual roots in it, and I leave it to my nephew, which may help my nephew's injury to recover."

"How can this be done?" Yang Jian hastily declined, but Ding Guangxian insisted on giving it away, and in the end he showed a gesture that he would not leave if he didn't give it up.

Yang Jian was really speechless, if he hadn't known the various 'deeds' of Chang-Eared Dingguang Immortal, he would probably have been deceived by this guy, thinking that this rabbit spirit is the best old man in the world.

Sending pills as soon as they meet, is still hostile, definitely at the level of the ancestor of Hongyun.

In the end, Yang Jian asked Zhijian to put away the elixir, and then Chang Er Ding Guangxian left.

When I left, I kept feeling emotional, saying that I always felt that I was going to be on the list of gods, and my heart was terrified...

Panic?

In the cut-off teaching, I am afraid that you are the one with the most confidence. At critical moments, as long as you go to your real master, no one can do anything to win you.

Watching the long-eared Dingguang Immortal driving away with his spiritual consciousness, Yang Jian asked Zhijian to check the elixir, and it was indeed a precious Peiyuan elixir.

To eat, or not to eat?

Yang Jian secretly calculated in his heart, of course he would not foolishly think that Chang Er Ding Guangxian wanted to use a pill to make friends with him.

According to general logic, if he took this elixir, Immortal Chang Er Ding Guang would think that he was really seriously injured, which might lead to more troubles later.

If he didn't take this elixir, it would be easy for the other party to think that he was not injured, but was just pretending to be sick and using tricks.

However, this kind of logic is too superficial, and there must be other deep meanings in it.

If you don't take the good things delivered to your door, you won't take them for nothing.

Yang Jian said: "Gong Lin, send this elixir to the Yang Mansion, and let my wife check it out. If it is really good, give it to my disciple Zixia, and help her build the foundation and strengthen the law."

"Yes!" Yao Gonglin led the order and left. This strategic general took two steps with the pill, and just now he realized Yang Jian's thoughts, and smiled suddenly.

Two hours later.

At a peak on the north side of Qishan Mountain, several figures stood there. The long-eared Dingguang Immortal was smiling and chatting with several junior sisters and juniors.

Most of these Jiejiao immortals are of average strength and mid-level status in the teaching, and they are not as good as Chang Er.

Suddenly, the long-eared Dingguangxian's face became a little dark, and he stood there thinking for a while.

"Brother Dingguang, did Yang Jian take the precious medicine?"

"Even though he ate it, it wasn't him who ate it," Chang-eared Ding Guangxian exhaled, and suddenly laughed, "He is really in the closed door."

"How did senior brother Dingguang know?"

Chang Er explained a few words with some complacency: "That Yang Jian is thoughtful and has an extraordinary mind. If I give him the healing elixir, if he swallows it directly, it means that he is really obsessed with practicing kung fu, not in retreat."

"However, he didn't take it, and he didn't stop taking it. Instead, he gave this pill to a girl to build the foundation and cultivate the essence. What does this mean?"

Several people shook their heads at the same time, really helpless with such complicated inferences.

Standing with hands behind his back, Chang Er said confidently: "Let's go to Xiqi City now, I will defend against that quasi-sage of the Dragon Clan, and trouble a few juniors and sisters to find out his real body's hiding place!"

"good."

"It really should be like this, find Yang Jian and force him to hand over the list of gods! This benefit, we can't let them take all the benefits!"

At the moment, when you talk to each other, these Jiejiao disciples are 'infuriated', and they are gearing up one by one.

The few of them flew up in the clouds and were about to rush to Xiqi City immediately.

Chang-eared Ding Guangxian suddenly stopped Yuntou and said, "Wait a minute, we may not be enough deterrent if we pass by like this."

Several Jiejiao immortals were puzzled immediately.

Chang Er Ding Guangxian smiled and said: "Wen Zhong, Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty, is a disciple of our Jiejiao. You must be familiar with him. Why don't you wait for me for a while, and I will go to Nephew Wen Zhong to invite a soldier."

"Brother, why bother?"

Chang Er sternly said: "This is the number of days. Fengshen relies on the dispute between Shang and Zhou, and Chanjiao fully supports Zhou State. It has already pushed us behind the Great Shang. We should take care of them a little bit, so that Chanjiao can be convinced."

"Since that's the case, brother, go and come back quickly."

"It's nothing to worry about," Chang Er cast an escape method, and his figure rushed towards Chaoge City.

Not long after, Chang Er Ding Guangxian took the order talisman given by Grand Master Wen and went straight to the camp of the four brothers of the Mo family. The four generals of the Mo family stopped the army in the mountain, and the four brothers went with them to Xiqi.

Chang Er Ding Guangxian said: "I'm going to secretly contain the dragon princess, so I'll trouble a few juniors and these four generals to work together to bring back the list of gods to Jin'ao Island!"

"Brother, don't worry!"

Several Jiejiao disciples shouted, and the fourth general of the Mo family also nodded slightly beside them.

The long-eared Dingguangxian and the four generals of the Mo family occasionally met their eyes, which seemed to have deep meaning...

At that moment, a total of nine Da Luo Jinxians flew over Xiqi City, and breaths were released, and the four generals of the Mo family were about to call forward immediately.

But in the dark, a breath locked in the Yang Mansion, the Yang Mansion's large formation was immediately activated, and layers of white mist enveloped the entire Yang Mansion.

Amidst the white mist, Ao Xinke was wearing a long dress in palace attire, and slowly opened her eyes.

In the beautiful eyes, there is unprecedented coldness and anger.

I owed a watch today, and the power outage in the community lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. I am really tired.