The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"I tried my best to give you the countermeasures you thought of, but you didn't use them."

Xiao Lan muttered, Luozi's movements were smooth and smooth, which directly caused the collapse of the "formation" that Yang Jian had worked so hard to arrange for a long time.

Yang Jian just smiled without saying a word, looking down at the situation on the chessboard.

Xiao Lan didn't say much, knowing that Yang Jian must have other scruples, so she sat there quietly, waiting for Yang Jian to settle down.

As the frame moved forward, the horseshoes clattered lightly, and the wind groaned softly.

"What you said earlier," Xiao Lan held the chess pieces, and asked calmly, "Is it a joke that you want to be sworn brothers with me?"

"How can it be a joke?" Yang Jian looked up at her, thought for a while, and said with a smile: "I appreciate Brother Xiao's chicness, and I also admire Young Master Xiao's strategy. You and I fall in love with each other and become confidants. Isn't it a matter of course to be sworn brothers?"

Xiao Lan snorted, "What are you doing with these boring things that mortals do?"

"It shows that we have a good relationship," Yang Jian threw the chess piece in his hand, "Reopen."

Xiao Lan raised her eyebrows proudly, as if winning Yang Jian was what made her happy.

This Young Master Xiao has a close relationship with Yang Jian, and everyone in the Zhou army knows that Young Master Xiao is Yang Jian's aide and confidant. Only a few generals who can see through her disguise will constantly remind themselves not to get too close to this Young Master Xiao.

It is clear that it is a confidante, and monks should also avoid these things.

The two started a new game of fighting, Yang Jian was quickly pressed on the chessboard and kept rubbing, frowning and thinking, but Xiao Lan wanted to play him deliberately, always leaving him a glimmer of hope...

After a while, Xiao Lan suddenly asked, "Do you think I should be a woman or a man?"

"This...it's up to you," Yang Jian looked up at Xiao Lan, and sighed with a smile, "I think differently from others, and I respect your true temperament."

Xiao Lan was taken aback for a moment.

In the prehistoric world, I probably didn't have such an idea.

But in this regard, Yang Jian, who came from later generations, has seen a lot, and he has seen a lot about Xiao Lan's situation.

Xiao Lan dropped the chess piece and sat there with her head bowed.

"What's wrong?" Yang Jian tried to figure out how to break the formation, and looked up at Xiao Lan; the latter wiped the corners of his eyes secretly, as if crying.

this? Yang Jian blinked, and suddenly felt a little sympathetic to Xiao Lan.

It's not easy, I have awakened my true gender, but I can't get the slightest recognition in the surrounding environment...

Why does Yang Jian feel that way?

When Xiao Lan changed into her original daughter's attire, she was uncomfortable in front of others; but when she put on this boy's attire, she looked up and smiled at the world, and she was confident in every gesture.

Therefore, Yang Jian came to such a conclusion, and kept reminding himself in his heart——

'Treat Xiao Lan as a real man! '

"Don't cry, everything will be fine," Yang Jian comforted in a gentle voice.

Xiao Lan said in a hoarse voice: "I have known since I was a child that my clan's secret cultivation techniques and supernatural powers are only handed down to males."

Yang Jian frowned, and was about to comfort her, but she looked up at Yang Jian.

Those eyes were filled with mist, but stubbornly held back the tears, making the corners of the eyes gradually turn red.

"It seems ridiculous to you, isn't it? You are a disciple of a famous family, and you have peerless teachings. You were born in the prehistoric five continents, so naturally you don't know the various ways of cultivating in the three thousand worlds."

Xiao Lan said in a low voice: "Three thousand worlds seem to be luxuriant in cultivating Taoism, but in fact, treasures and exercises are far less abundant than those in the prehistoric Wubuzhou. The monks from all over the place beat their heads for immortal treasures, and I only have my grandmother to protect me, so I have a fairly good situation."

"Such rules have existed for a long time, and it is also normal. After all, women will be used by their own family and sect as bargaining chips to marry to other families when needed. If the secret method is passed on, the family's foundation will be leaked."

"Three thousand worlds are also a part of the prehistoric world. The unification of these worlds forgotten by the prehistoric sages is actually a good thing for more monks. Because most of the monks, at least, can live more safely..."

After Xiao Lan finished speaking, she gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and smiled sadly at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian also just sighed lightly.

In the place where he and Xiao Lan met back then, in the vast world that was about to die, in the only small world of secret realms of cultivation, all living beings and all appearances can actually be glimpsed.

The reason why Central China in Wubuzhou is called "Shenzhou" is because this place is a sacred place for cultivating monks who are yearning for three thousand worlds.

"Brother Xiao, how many relatives do you have in your family?"

"It's just me and grandma." Xiao Lan wiped away her tears and coughed, as if she had shaken off her emotions just now, and looked at the army marching aside. "Father died in a battle with his enemies, leaving behind his mother who was pregnant with Liujia. Later, mother wanted to avenge her father, so she went down the mountain alone, and finally disappeared."

Yang Jian frowned, "Your grandmother is in your world, is there a strong enemy that you can't deal with?"

"Of course there are, and the interference is quite deep. Family feuds and old grievances have come from ancient times. Many masters have been born in the three thousand worlds. Grandma also has scruples about not being able to make a move."

When Xiao Lan said this, her affection was slightly bleak, and there was a little self-deprecating smile on the corner of her mouth.

"However, grandma made a breakthrough later, and finally killed that school, which can be regarded as revenge for my parents."

Yang Jian comforted: "The past is over, don't be too sad."

"I have become the only successor in the family, and I made a solemn vow to never marry a few years ago," Xiao Lan looked up at Yang Jian, hesitating to speak.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "If you don't get married, you marry in, what's the matter?"

"Bah," Xiao Lan blushed slightly, "What should I marry!"

Yang Jian thought about it for a while, and really didn't know any panacea that could change a person's gender at will.

Ask Master Taiyi about this matter, maybe there will be some clues...

"I'm telling you these things not to comfort me. I live a very comfortable life, pampered, and don't have to worry about longevity." Xiao Lan said with a cold face, "I'm just saying..."

"Speak, I'm listening."

"Say..." Xiao Lan gritted her teeth, her pretty face flushed a little, but she couldn't open her teeth.

Yang Jian raised his hand to arrange a layer of profound energy, and said calmly: "I will use my profound energy to isolate the outside to check, so you can rest assured and boldly say yes."

"I!"

"Well! You say so, I will definitely keep it a secret for you."

Xiao Lan sighed dejectedly, covered her forehead, and looked at Yang Jian helplessly, "I don't want to be a man, what's so good about a man? I'm just, um, pretending to be the future head of the Xiao family, and constantly restraining myself. You know how my girl looks like, after all... It's too easy to be bullied, and there is no deterrent power."

Yang Jian nodded with a deep expression at first, then the corners of his mouth began to twitch slightly, and finally he couldn't help laughing, he patted his thigh and leaned back for a while.

Xiao Lan grabbed a handful of chess pieces and threw them over, "Why are you laughing!"

"Hahahaha! Does your appearance have a deterrent effect? ​​Hahaha! No way! You make me laugh!"

"Ah - annoying!"

Xiao Lan stomped her feet, gritted her teeth and punched and kicked Yang Jian, of course it was just a few gestures.

"You also said that I am a good friend and confidant, and you actually make fun of me like this!" Xiao Lan spat at Yang Jian, turned around angrily, jumped out of the frame, directly stepped on the heads of several soldiers, and flew towards the rear army.

"I'll give you advice again, unless I have your last name!"

Yang Jian dissipated his profound energy and sat there laughing non-stop.

When he deployed his profound energy earlier, he naturally attracted a series of divine senses to look at the chariot; and when he dispersed his profound energy, revealing his real body, he was still sitting there laughing non-stop.

Therefore, the immortals of Chanjiao wondered what this formidable nephew was laughing at, and whether it was because he had a good strategy to defeat the enemy.

Jiejiao Immortal murmured in his heart for a while, but he was also afraid that Yang Jian would make another breakthrough...

For a moment, the immortals of the two sects frowned and thought about why Yang Jian laughed.

In the formation of the rear army, Xiao Lan flew past angrily, and landed on the chariot that Princess Longji was riding in.

Not far away, Huang Tianhua who was riding a jade unicorn sighed faintly.

It would be nice if he was also a female fairy who disguised himself as a man, so that he could chat with Her Royal Highness without any barriers, maybe even sleep on the same pillow and bathe in the same pool...

After Huang Tianhua's death, the Huang family's retainers, Zhou Ji and Wu Qian followed on horseback, whispering to each other.

Wu Qian murmured, "What's wrong, Eldest Young Master? The spirit has been bad all the time, and he's still holding a flower in his hand every day."

"It's probably because the prime minister has thwarted the spirit in my heart," Zhou Ji sighed, "The eldest son has been chasing after the prime minister's back, but the prime minister is flying too high and too fast, and the eldest son feels a little powerless at this moment... probably so."

Wu Qian suddenly realized, "It turns out that's the case. I thought that the eldest son had taken the initiative to care about that Lord Tianting. He walked around here these days, and he didn't go to the front and middle army to monitor."

"How is that possible?" Zhou Ji laughed, "The princess is gentle, courteous, virtuous and virtuous, but her mind and experience are much higher than our eldest son. As far as men are concerned, most of them are attracted to women who are not as good as themselves. The eldest son was definitely hit by the prime minister."

"It makes sense... Lao Ji, you still have such insight, it's amazing."

"I am over-flattered."

The two generals looked at each other, and then laughed.

In front, Huang Tianhua sighed sadly, and drove the jade unicorn to the front; the two quickly patted their horses to follow, not forgetting Huang Feihu's order.

They need to find more opportunities for the eldest son to make some meritorious deeds, so that the eldest son will receive more attention in explaining and teaching in the future.

——Parents are all so painstaking.

After a while, the sky turned black and blue, and Zhou Jun set up camp at a distance of 230 miles from Jiepai Pass. The army formation remained unchanged, and they only waited to continue marching tomorrow.

And the place where the two religions confront each other is actually less than a hundred miles away, and there will be a big battle tomorrow.

Although he didn't think of a good solution, Yang Jian had no fear of the road ahead; the big deal would be a battle between saints, and he continued to follow the original path of conferring gods.

Since Jiang Ziya's Fengshen can be safe and sound, his majestic Erlang God will not be so evil.

At night, Yang Jian summoned all the generals to give instructions for tomorrow's battle one by one, and strictly ordered Wei Hu and Huang Tianhua not to leave the army easily, and each led their troops to stand by.

"The former army must go here at noon tomorrow, but they are not allowed to step into it," Yang Jian pointed to the sand table, which was the entrance of a canyon, behind the canyon was Jiepai Pass, and above the canyon was a piece of fairy cloud.

Huang Feihu looked at the sand table and Fuxu thought, and replied casually: "Here."

Wei Hu asked: "Brother, how sure are you in this battle?"

"There are many elders in this battle, and they are not under my control."

Xiao Lan was still brooding over the fact that Yang Jian didn't use her strategy, and complained in a low voice: "If you use the method I said, the Immortal Jiejiao might be in a mess right now."

Yang Jian replied in a deep voice: "A dozen or so saints will fight in person, maybe it will be like last time, so that the master saint will have to show up and fight."

The generals were silent, Xiao Lan frowned, but suddenly realized that she had ignored such...

"Don't worry," Yang Jian said softly, "I won't force myself into this battle. When the gods in the sky are done fighting, it's time for us to capture the border gate."

Huang Tianhua suddenly said: "If we lose in the analysis and teaching, what will happen next?"

Sweeping their gazes over, Huang Tianhua shrank his neck, silently held his forehead, and kept smiling wryly.

He has been distracted these past few days, and he can't calm down. Now that he is out of the limelight and embarrassed, how should Her Royal Highness look at herself...

useless...