The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Suspected to be a wanderer from another country, seems to be a person in the mirror of the water moon.

Seeing this person with his spiritual sense, Yang Jian felt a little joy for no reason, stepped out of the main tent quickly, and went directly to the gate with his escape method.

Outside the gate, several old women were standing with their heads bowed, and the soldiers guarding the gate couldn't help but ask if they should move some stools for these old ladies.

Behind the old women, there is a handsome and personable young man who is admiring the magnificent scenery of the battlefield.

He was wearing a long robe, and a fairy robe as thin as a cicada's wings was put on over the robe, which looked a bit... flamboyant.

"Hey, you are also courageous. You are not afraid of being robbed, but you dare to come and hang out with me."

Yang Jian's voice came, and the handsome young man who was squinting to feel the wind and the sun turned around, with anticipation and surprise on his face, but quickly disappeared.

Looking at each other with a smile, Yang Jian arched his hands, but the handsome young man raised his head proudly, flicked his folding fan, and fanned it gently.

Several old women said in unison: "I have seen Zhenjun Erlang."

"You don't need to be too polite, please come inside," Yang Jian said to Ji Qianhua, and Ji Qianhua was busy making tea in the camp.

Yang Jian looked at the pretty young man who was smiling, and cursed with a smile: "Are you dumb?"

"You're just dumb," the young man rolled his eyes, "I haven't seen you for so long, you're such an indomitable hero, and you're still so unmannered."

"How is Brother Xiao?"

"Usually, being locked up to practice and not letting me go out, it's really boring."

He sighed dejectedly, perhaps because he was not used to dressing up in men's clothes when he was practicing in seclusion, he subconsciously made a pout and puffed up the corners of his mouth, his disguise was much weaker than when Yang Jian first met her.

Xiao Lan, the beloved granddaughter of Lingshan's old mother, is also considered a son of a famous family in the Three Thousand Worlds.

In the past, Yang Jian went to Tianfang Kingdom in order to find the true blood of the Phoenix. It happened that the Great Thousand World where Tianfang Kingdom was located was being attacked by the Heavenly Court.

At that time, the old mother of Lingshan had appeared to fight with the priests of the Heavenly Court. She was invited to help a master of boxing, and she had some skills.

Perhaps in the eyes of Yang Jian today, the mother of Lingshan is no longer a master, and she is not a real top power in the world, but in the past, in the Dragon Palace, Yang Jian could only look up to such a person.

Gossip less, let's get down to business.

"Come in," Yang Jian greeted, Xiao Lan folded her hands behind her back, gently shaking the folding fan behind her, and followed Yang Jian into the barracks with a look of "this is you inviting me in".

After looking around a lot, Xiao Lan said with a smile: "The layout of the army is not bad, you, the prime minister, only care about cultivation."

Yang Jian pouted all of a sudden, this guy, can he die if he doesn't talk big? The layout of the barracks is all hidden formations, which are all arranged by the six friends of Meishan, veterans who have fought against the monsters for countless years, and they are just "just enough".

"Then where do you think there are shortcomings?"

"Well... here, here, it should be like this..."

As soon as he said it, Xiao Lan was really serious, pointing with a paper fan.

Yang Jian didn't take it seriously at first, but after listening to a few words, he suddenly felt a little... a sense of enlightenment.

"It shouldn't be Lord Zhenjun who arranged this barracks." Xiao Lan smiled calmly, as if he had a plan in mind, "I can see that this kind of arrangement is very experienced, and it can also deal with many changes, but it is always based on a shallower foothold. I don't know much about the battle formations of many masters of war."

Yang Jian frowned, "Bing Dao master?"

"Naturally, although the Three Thousand Worlds are distributed around Wubu Continent, they have been regarded as "subsidiaries" of Wubu Continent since ancient times, and the Dao of many worlds is not complete, but that is also the case. In fields other than Taoism, many have left Wubu Continent behind."

Xiao Lan shook her head and said helplessly, "Of course, cultivation is the most important thing. These are just icing on the cake."

Yang Jian looked up and down this pretty lady who likes to disguise herself as a man, and said with a smile, "Could it be that you want to join our army? Tsk, let me know about the list of gods?"

"Hey, are you a fellow Taoist! I don't want to be bound by the way of heaven and supervised by the heavenly court!"

Xiao Lan glared at Yang Jian, Yang Jian laughed a few times, took Xiao Lan for a walk around the barracks, and then went to the main tent to have tea.

"Brother Daoist Yang is very happy these days." Xiao Lan looked at Ji Qianhua who was serving tea, and blinked at Ji Qianhua, Ji Qianhua's pretty face flushed, and she couldn't resist this pretty young man's secret glances.

Yang Jian smiled and said: "This is the military supervisor, sent by the king."

Xiao Lan nodded, "Brother Dao has acquired the kung fu of being cheap and being obedient. I will never be able to catch up with him in a few lifetimes."

"I'm very clean!"

"Yes, yes, true gentleman Qingyuan Daomiao is clean and self-sufficient," Xiao Lan began to rebuke in a grotesque manner, "Dragon girl's big wedding is already enviable to others, and there are several demon clan Meijuan at home, and even two Feng clan girls, tsk... I heard that the saint empress gave you a marriage, a stunning beauty of the demon clan... Zhenjun?"

Yang Jian replied with a dark face: "What?"

"The waist is strong."

"Go! Xin Ke is the only wife and concubine of mine, and she is the only one!" Yang Jian cursed angrily, "You are also a woman, but you have a lot of face."

Xiao Lan chuckled triumphantly, then shook her head and recited a poem, "I am Mr. Xiao now, so don't expose me."

She looked down at her flat front body, "Put on this clothes, I feel much more comfortable, I can say whatever I want."

"What shadows did you have when you were young? Or did your family always look forward to having a big fat boy, and finally gave birth to you?"

"Hey, can you be a bit of a master!"

"Stop talking," Yang Jian waved his hand with a smile. Seeing that Xiao Lan wanted to turn his face, he quickly brought the topic back to the real thing, "You risk being affected by the catastrophe, but you have to come here yourself. Could it be that you want to come and see me?"

Xiao Lan picked up the tea bottle, sniffed it lightly, curled her lips in disgust, "No?"

"It's all right," Yang Jian rubbed the center of his brows, "I've been busy with military affairs recently, if you have nothing to do, I'll arrange for my junior brother to take you on a tour of the mountains and rivers."

"Something happened to Aoji."

Yang Jian frowned suddenly, and looked at Xiao Lan.

Xiao Lan threw the fan away, glanced at the old golden fairy women outside the tent, and said in a low voice: "I only learned about the specific matter from an elder of the Dragon Clan, and the other party also intends to disclose it to me, asking me to ask you for help."

Yang Jian frowned and asked, "What happened?"

"This matter is also related to the human girl you put in the Dragon Palace... By the way, you can really figure out that Jinwu Cangjiao was chosen by the wife's natal family."

"Let's get down to business."

"Don't worry about this, it happened some time ago..."

Xiao Lan sighed softly, and told Yang Jian something that Yang Jian didn't know.

Yang Jian put the girl Daji in the Dragon Palace, and the Dragon Clan naturally did not dare to neglect her, taking care of her like a Dragon Clan princess. The Dragon Clan's family has a great career, and they are not afraid of how many delicacies a mortal girl will eat.

The young girl Daji was in the Dragon Palace, shed tears at first, but then she gradually accepted her fate, thinking that she would die of old age in the dreamlike Crystal Palace.

Gradually, the Dragon Clan relaxed their control over her, allowing her to move around in the palace, but she was not allowed to enter the Dragon Palace formation.

In addition to the big formation is the deep sea, she, a mortal woman, will undoubtedly die.

It happened like this. Ao Ji was a little curious about the girl Daji at first, after all, it was related to Yang Jian. After intentional contact, he gradually became acquainted with the girl Daji.

One is the sixth prince of the dragon clan, handsome and majestic; the other is a "skin" prepared to harm the country and the people, who happened to be placed in the Dragon Palace by Yang Jian.

Just looking at their appearance, the two of them can be regarded as right.

The Dragon Clan does not prohibit intermarriage between dragon sons and other clans, and even every Dragon Clan will be arranged by the Dragon Mother to marry a few more wives and concubines in order to reproduce the blood. A bachelor like Ao Ji is relatively rare.

Yang Jian asked: "This is a good thing, how did it become a disaster?"

"The mistake was that Ao Ji taught that girl to practice. That girl's aptitude was mediocre, and she feared that she would have no hope of immortality. Ao Ji split his own dragon ball into two and buried half in her body, and then went to the treasure house of the Dragon Palace to steal the Dragon Clan treasure..."

Xiao Lan paused, pursed her lips and looked at Yang Jian, "After the incident was revealed, the Dragon King was furious and beat Aoji into the sea eye, and made him suffer from the erosion of the sea eye for a thousand years. And Daji was also sealed in memory, it should be for your sake, she is still in the dragon palace, but her feet were restrained."

Yang Jian couldn't help being silent, sat there thinking for a while, got up and said, "Follow me back to Zhou Capital first, I'll explain some things, and then accompany me to the Dragon Palace."

"Aren't you going directly to Dragon Palace?" Xiao Lan asked wonderingly.

Yang Jian shook his head, "This Ao Ji is really guilty, let him suffer for two more days, so that he can have a long memory."

"Why do you blame him?"

"Although the sea eye is a place of suffering, it is an excellent place for the dragon clan to cultivate. The Dragon Lord should want him to suffer and at the same time restore the original source of the dragon pearl's defect," Yang Jian scolded with a black face, "Is this guy stupid? There are so many Taoist spirit pills, and it's not like there are no pills that can make people ascend in the daytime. You have to cut your own dragon ball in half! Filling the sea eye I think is light!"

Yang Jian hated him for a while, and Xiao Lan who was next to him immediately pursed his lips and held his forehead.

Xiao Lan sighed: "Sure enough, no matter how much I pretend I'm not a real man, I really can't fathom what's going on in your mind.

"Let's go, finish the business quickly, and call Xin Ke together," Yang Jian waved his hands, stood up, and wanted to take Xiao Lan away, but Xiao Lan pointed to the four old women outside the door.

"You go first, I'll wait for you at your house, and pay a visit to Xia Lingtang by the way."

"Well, then I'll go ahead."

Yang Jian was also thinking about Ao Ji, so he put away the bundles of slips on the desk, his figure stepped forward, reached the horizon, and turned back towards the west.

Xiao Lan sat there in a daze for a while, looked around in the tent, walked to Yang Jian's desk as if playing a prank, picked up a pen and ink, and wrote a line of small characters:

Xiao Lan came here for a visit.

Too……

Quite childlike.

Yang Jian first went to King Wu's palace to handle the military and political affairs properly, and arranged for Huang Feihu to be the commander of the three-way army. Jiang Ziya and several ministers were responsible for the supply of food and grass and the replenishment of soldiers, and they also spoke about various military strategies for King Wu.

King Wu was very excited when he heard that the army would enter Qinglongguan in a month's time... I will not mention this matter for now.

When Yang Jian finished his work at noon and returned home, as soon as he entered the gate of the mansion, he heard a woman's coquettish laughter from the front hall. When he looked up, his eyes lit up.

This Xiao Lan didn't know what she was doing, but she changed back into women's attire. She was dressed in plain dresses, and her slender figure was full of fairy spirit. Her skin was full of frost and snow, her bright eyes dimmed the stars, every frown, smile, every word and deed, people couldn't help but look at her every eyelash and every fingertip.

There are only a few women in the house who can not be "suppressed" by her beauty.

"Second master!"

On the side, Zhang Boshi yelled, and Yang Jian turned his head to look. Zhang Boshi, the rough guy, gave Yang Jian thumbs up with both hands, and his face was full of admiration.

Yang Jian didn't explain, and stood proudly with his hands behind his back, and walked to the front hall.