The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

This high platform is very particular, and the formations depicted on it are not the formations of attack and defense, but the formations of receiving the power of heaven and earth, drawing the energy of the five elements, condensing luck, and gathering merit.

This station is called Dianjiangtai!

Yang Jian had obtained the Guangchengzi Jade Talisman earlier, and in a hurry, he used many immortal soldiers and generals, and rushed to work in two days and nights to build this high platform.

Pointing the platform together, Yang Jian felt that the luck from all parts of the Zhou Kingdom gathered here, and blessed it on the formations of each place, and gathered golden light in all parts of the platform.

Why do you have to pay homage to the general in Jintai?

As far as the Zhou State is concerned, it is natural to obey the heaven and the earth, the way of tomorrow, and the destiny of the country, so that King Wu of Zhou's attack on King Zhou of Shang can be recognized by the Dao of Heaven, so that all the human races in the world who hear the name of King Wu of Zhou will follow from their hearts.

For Chanjiao, this is an excellent opportunity to deepen the connection between Chanjiao and the human race.

The three religions of Taoism all base their teachings on educating the human race, so the Tao of Heaven gave Sanqing the meritorious power enough to become a saint.

Today, on the general stage, King Wu personally worshiped many Chanjiao disciples as generals. When he succeeds in conquering business in the future, Chanjiao will attract boundless luck.

This is a good thing that serves multiple purposes, not just a process.

Although Yang Jian knew that there should be an obeisance to the general before the expedition, but he didn't think it was too important, so he didn't take it to heart.

Fortunately, there is Guang Chengzi, the master uncle who is always paying attention to the affairs of Xiqi. Seeing that Yang Jian is about to march eastward, he reminded him with a jade talisman.

On the eve of the date agreed with Su Hu, the Dianjiangtai was completed. Yang Jian took more than a dozen ministers and generals to study tomorrow's general obeisance process at the Dianjiangtai.

In fact, Yang Jian didn't know much about these etiquettes, and San Yisheng became the "commander" who will worship the general tomorrow. According to San Yisheng, the general should "imitate the rituals and music of the Yellow Emperor".

A group of Zhou Guo veterans suddenly became busy, and finally found a job they could do in the big event of cutting down merchants...

Zhou Capital stayed up all night, and seemed to be busy everywhere.

On the day that Su Hu agreed to be stationed at Qinglongguan, just after dawn, there were bursts of bells and drums in Wuwang Palace.

Before Yang Jian opened his eyes, he was urged by Ao Xinke to get up from the bed.

Ao Xinke took out a long robe and fairy clothes, which was similar in style to the court clothes of the ministers of the state of Zhou, and carefully helped Yang Jian put them on.

"Finally, we're going east." Yang Jian looked at the dragon girl who was arranging her belt in front of him, raised her hand and hugged her in his arms, and said in a low voice, "When the Battle of the Conferred Gods is over, we'll go back to Meishan and spend a few decades."

Later, there is something about Xuandu. I am afraid that there will be less gathering and more separation, Yang Jian really can't bear to tell.

Ao Xinke hummed softly, leaned against his arms and stayed quietly for a while.

"Xinke? Why are you crying?"

Yang Jian heard her sobbing softly, and hurriedly lowered his head to look. For some reason, Ao Xinke still had some tears on her cheeks.

But she raised her hand to wipe away her tears, and shook her head gently, "It's just that my husband treats me suddenly, as if the moon is clear, when I marry into the house, I have never been wronged in the slightest, and no matter what happens, he always thinks of me... I am happy in my heart, and I am a little bit emotional."

"What's the matter, don't let the mother and the others see it, and think that I bullied you."

Yang Jian patted her on the shoulder with a smile, and Ao Xinke blushed in response, and took half a step back to look carefully at Yang Jian's attire.

"My husband's demeanor is much bigger than when he first came to Zhou Kingdom."

"That's right, this true gentleman has also improved!"

The husband and wife chuckled a few times, and then heard three gunshots in front of the Yang Mansion, and Zhang Boshi's loud voice murmured in the mansion:

"Second Master! Zhou Wuwang's chariot has come to the house! Second Master, come out and have a look!"

"Husband, hurry up," Ao Xinke gently pushed Yang Jian.

Yang Jian coughed lightly, nodded, cupped his hands to Ao Xinke and said, "Trouble Madam, take care of the family, I'm going to the battlefield for my husband."

Ao Xinke bowed to Yang Jian in a dignified manner, "My master is prosperous in martial arts, and he is victorious in every battle."

Yang Jian turned and walked out of the room, laughed twice, and went straight to the front hall.

In the front hall, the six friends of Meishan stood in two rows, and Lu Chunyang, Bai Ze, Xiao Lan, and Da Ang stood in the corner to watch the excitement.

Fairies gather in groups, but they have lost their aura; fairy soldiers are mighty, but they put on mortal armor. ——Yang Jian didn't want to deliberately show off in front of the current emperor.

San Yisheng took a step ahead and entered the front hall. Yang Jian happened to come from the backyard and was about to walk out of the front hall to greet him outside the mansion.

But San Yisheng raised his hand to hold Yang Jian, "Prime Minister, go slowly, Prime Minister, go slowly, today the prime minister is not allowed to go outside to greet him, it is the king who came to invite the prime minister out of the mansion."

"There is still this rule?"

"The rites and music set by the ancient holy emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi when he worshiped the queen of the wind."

Yang Jian blinked, and just as he was about to nod, King Wu had already entered the front yard with the Minister of Civil and Military Affairs, walking towards the front hall.

"Prime Minister!"

Walking to the door, King Wu bowed his hands to Yang Jian and bowed deeply.

Yang Jian returned the salute, and suddenly felt that the two men were worshiping each other as husband and wife...

"Today, Guyu invites the prime minister to come out of the mountain and lead me, Zhou Guoerlang, to crusade against the inhumane merchant! Save all the people in the world from the tyrant's hand, restore this world to the world, and restore the peace of this world forever!"

"Given by the king, dare not resign, the minister obeys the king's order!"

Yang Jian bowed his hands to salute, King Wu stepped forward to support him, and then pulled Yang Jian out of the lobby, talking and laughing all the way towards the gate of the mansion.

In the corner, Xiao Lan murmured, "Why do you look... so much like being married."

"Hey hey," Da Ang scratched his head and laughed twice, then said in a low voice, "Human race has a lot of rules, like our witch race, we don't have so many rules when we get married, so you can just carry it away if you see the right person."

Xiao Lan immediately rolled his eyes, "It's a matter of ritual and music, an act of enlightenment, or the human race can rise up in the four seas and prosper in the three thousand worlds!"

Da Ang was immediately stunned speechless, and everyone in the Yang Mansion in the lobby gradually followed while joking.

Lu Chunyang yawned: "I thought there was some excitement, so I walked away, looking for a place to sleep in, and when I woke up, I wanted to go to the King Wu to form a formation with spirit stones, running from east to west, really."

Bai Ze smiled and said: "This is just the beginning, the real excitement is behind, let's go to the generals outside the city."

"Seniors, please," Xiao Lan said respectfully from the side.

Bai Ze glanced at her and laughed, "This girl understands rules, much better than Boy Yang."

Lu Chunyang said with a half-smile, "Don't call me a senior, Yang Jian and I are brothers who have passed fate, you can call me Brother Lu, anyway, sooner or later we will be a family with Younger Brother Yang."

Xiao Lan suddenly didn't know how to answer the words, blushed for a moment, and then forcibly calmed down.

Da Ang blinked, pointed at Xiao Lan from behind and asked, "Is this a woman?"

"Nonsense," Bai Ze cursed angrily, and the Wu Clan really didn't like it.

Da Ang: "Yang Jian fell in love with it? Hey! This scared me into a cold sweat, and I thought this little human brother was good-looking, so I planned to introduce Dahua to her. Ah, if this is the woman who is found out by the great witch festival that I robbed Yang Jian, she will definitely pick off more than 18 layers of skin on me!"

"Seniors are talking nonsense!" Xiao Lan was embarrassed, stomped her feet and turned around to escape, leaving the three monks, the demon and the witch, laughing unscrupulously.

If you can't bully Yang Jian, it's quite enjoyable to bully Yang Jian's pillow.

It should be the quasi-pillow person who hasn't written his horoscope yet.

...

Let's say that Yang Jian and King Wu went out of Yang's mansion, on the same carriage, and headed for the mighty outside of the city.

At the same time, at the border of the Zhou army, the three-way barracks were shrouded in streaks of fairy light.

Li Jing, Deng Chanyu and other generals were each guided west by the fairy light, and the mortal generals of each battalion were also guided by the fairy light, and they all gathered at the foot of Qishan Mountain.

In the direction of the capital city, King Wu led the civil and military forces of the Manchu dynasty out of the city, and the guard of honor spread out for dozens of miles, heading towards Dianjiangtai.

The people in the capital rushed to follow, it was impossible to count how many people there were, and people poured out from several city gates. If one looked down from Mount Qi, countless ordinary people gathered around the Dianjiangtai, and the endless crowds of people shook their heads, which was truly spectacular.

Although there are many people, it is orderly and not chaotic at all.

Around the Dianjiangtai, a number of civil servants and military generals found their respective positions and stood there, and there were more than a thousand of them.

When King Wu's chariot came, the common people knelt down and worshiped, shouting that King Wu's longevity would be equal to heaven, and his blessings would be boundless. King Wu stood up on the chariot, waving to the people around him, his eyes full of emotion and anticipation.

Half an hour later, San Yisheng took the lead in a light blue robe, stood on the edge of the platform, and shouted loudly:

"Your Majesty, please come on stage! Perform the sacrificial ceremony! All the ministers wait!"

Before ordering the generals, it is necessary to worship the heaven and earth and the generals of the Jintai, and report to the god of the heavens and the earth, so that the generals who conquer merchants can get the protection of heaven.

"Sa-day!"

San Yi uttered a long tune, and King Wu climbed up the stairs alone, with a solemn face and a dragon spirit lingering all over his body.

The phantom of a five-clawed golden dragon flew between the sky and the earth, and suddenly roared at the sky. Suddenly, a storm surged between the sky and the earth, attracting the eyes of the three realms to fall on this place.

The fate of the emperor, the power to protect the mortals in Nanzhou, is closely related to the national destiny of the country ruled by the current emperor.

The state of Zhou was at the time of its rise, and the power of the Daoist catastrophe was added to it, so that King Wu's luck as a human emperor was almost comparable to one or two of the three emperors and five emperors in ancient times with poor luck.

But it is only comparable, the most glorious era of the ancient human race has quietly come to an end. At this time, the immortals and mortals are separated, and King Wu of Zhou is only the emperor of mortals, and he has no control over the thousands of monks in Central China.

Three worships to heaven and earth, nine kowtows to comfort the ancestors.

Then King Wu got up and stood on the stage with a sword in both hands. Another white-haired veteran stepped on the stage, opened the golden cloth and read the will of King Wu aloud.

Count the difficulties of the Zhou people from generation to generation since the founding of the state of Zhou; angrily denounced the destruction of the Zhou land by Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty.

How can such an emperor not be punished if the former king who has the reputation of a sage devours the flesh and blood of his eldest son?

The people of the state of Zhou were filled with righteous indignation, and the civil and military forces of the state of Zhou were furious. They turned the luck golden dragon on the stage into a phantom, and roared towards the east.

Faintly, a blue dragon also emerged in the direction of Chaoge City, roaring at this place without showing any weakness, separated by tens of thousands of miles.

These all appeared silently, ordinary people can't feel the slightest abnormality, but monks can see it very clearly.

There are two lucky golden dragons. The golden dragon of the Shang Dynasty has the image of being strong on the outside but dry in the middle. It is rotten inside and may be defeated at any time. On the other hand, the golden dragon of the Zhou Kingdom is majestic and almost condenses into a solid body. It is several times stronger than the golden dragon of the Shang Kingdom!

Amid the roar of Erlong, San Yisheng shouted loudly: "King Wu has a decree! I worship Prime Minister Yang Jian as the Generalissimo of the Eastern Expedition, and he will lead all the military affairs of the merchants! Please come on stage and listen to the order!"

Yang Jian stepped forward, and as soon as he stepped onto the stairs, there was overwhelming cheers behind him.

At this moment, Yang Jian's luck grew stronger again invisibly.

At this moment, Yang Jian was not the only one who benefited.

On the cloud road leading to this place from Yuxu Palace, Taoist Huanglong yawned, and a ray of golden light shone on his chest.

Blinking his eyes, Taoist Huanglong seemed to sense something, and saw two five-clawed golden dragons emerging from Nanzhou.

"Uh, the cultivation base has recovered? Well... another step forward..."

The corner of Master Taiyi's mouth twitched, but he didn't say anything.

Taoist Huanglong shook his head, but smiled helplessly, and walked leisurely with the brothers beside him.

Not far behind them, there are still a large number of evangelists who went to Xiqi to watch the ceremony.