The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The Nine Heavens Lingxiao Temple looks majestic from a distance like the undulating mountains in the clouds. Half of it is piled up with jade and half is made of crystal.

Flying closer, it seems to have broken into a small world full of treasures. Dozens of magnificent white jade dragon pillars are coming towards you. When you look up, you can see the scene of the gods and phoenixes soaring to the sky. The reliefs and murals are all lifelike.

The emperors of the Three Realms are sitting on the high platform, and the heavenly soldiers and gods are lined up in two rows. The clouds and mist scattered all over occasionally. Under the transparent ground of the Lingxiao Palace, it seems to be the whole world of mortals...

"Let's say, Erlang Xiansheng and Zhenjun have an audience!"

A fairy official shouted loudly, and Yang Jian in long robes stepped forward, Taibai Jinxing led him from the side, as if he was afraid that Yang Jian would lose his way in this extremely spacious hall.

There were constant rumors and discussions among the immortal families, and many civil servants were hiding back, as if afraid of Yang Jian's sudden anger.

Without squinting, Yang Jian walked up to the high platform, bowed to the man sitting on the high platform, and said: "The last general, Yang Jian, pays homage to His Majesty the Jade Emperor."

"Heh," the Jade Emperor just chuckled, sitting behind the jade case, looked down at Yang Jian who was under the stage, and didn't speak.

Yang Jian just stood there with his head bowed, and the Jade Emperor kept this posture without saying excuses.

"Excuse me," the Jade Emperor said in a lazy voice, and threw the jade token in his hand onto the jade case in front of him, "You didn't do the work of enshrining the gods in the mortal world, why did you return to the heaven halfway?"

Yang Jian straightened up, looked up at Yang Jian, his eyes were calm, but there seemed to be a little threat under the calm.

It's almost enough, he has already shown his posture, if the old uncle Jade Emperor still makes things difficult, then he will really fight back.

Although I don't have many chips in my hand, it is still very easy to threaten the Jade Emperor.

"Your Majesty, I have encountered some troubles, and I have come to Heaven to ask for help."

The Jade Emperor supported the book case with both hands, and his eyes were a little playful, "Trouble? As far as I know, the four saints have just broken the Zhuxian Sword Formation. It will be smooth sailing behind you. Why are you in trouble?"

Yang Jian said: "I'm ashamed to say that there is an immortal named Lu Yue in Jiejiao, who is good at using plague and poison. Immortals have no taboo. Earlier, this immortal repeatedly committed crimes against Xiqi, intending to slaughter countless people in Zhou Kingdom. I tried my best to fight him. In the end, although he beheaded his immortal body, he escaped his primordial spirit."

"To the extent that he has recently regained a little vitality and continued to cause disasters, today he has lost his conscience and slaughtered four cities with poison, killing millions of mortals! In those four empty cities, there are still countless unjust souls wandering around at this moment. This hatred is really hard to satisfy."

Such words, loud and impassioned, made the Jade Emperor put away his smiling face, and many immortals were also filled with anger.

Yang Jian said again: "This lizard is really cunning. Last time I tried my best to ambush him, but I also lost several good generals and seriously injured my three juniors. This time, it will not be a day's work to catch him again."

The Jade Emperor nodded slightly, and sighed: "Lv Yue, I have never heard of him before, is a peerless poison fairy. You came to heaven to ask for help, but you want to find a general who can restrain this plague god?"

"That's not the case," Yang Jian shook his head, and said calmly, "Lv Yue's primordial spirit escaped from his own hands, so I should destroy it. Besides, it would be inappropriate to let the Heavenly Court Immortal General directly enter the catastrophe of the Conferred God."

"Then what do you mean?"

"Your Majesty also asks your Majesty to borrow 300,000 heavenly soldiers and generals to deploy defenses and hide in various parts of the Zhou Kingdom, so as to prevent Na Lu Yue from poisoning the Zhou army's rear and disrupting the army's morale."

The Jade Emperor nodded slightly when he heard the words, "I will be alone with you for half a million heavenly soldiers and generals."

As soon as the voice fell, the Dao of Heaven sensed itself, streams of light flickered, and a blood-red tiger talisman condensed in front of Yang Jian.

"All Heavenly Court soldiers will be dispatched by you, and this Tiger Talisman will belong to you from today onwards. If you are disloyal to Heavenly Court in the future, this Tiger Talisman will be disbanded."

Yang Jian's expression changed.

The old uncle Jade Emperor was so generous that he directly gave him the right to control 500,000 heavenly soldiers and generals?

Although the Jade Emperor's family has a great cause, these five hundred thousand heavenly soldiers and generals are nothing compared to the real power in the hands of the Jade Emperor, but this method of buying people's hearts is really powerful.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Yang Jian took the tiger talisman and bowed to the Jade Emperor again.

There was an old immortal official beside him and said, "True Monarch, I should kneel down and salute you."

Yang Jian frowned, and Taibai Jinxing hurriedly said: "Zhenjun seldom walks around in the heavenly court, and now he is working hard on conferring gods. These rules are temporarily unreasonable, and it is understandable."

"Okay, he doesn't have to kneel."

The Jade Emperor spoke indifferently, and Yang Jian raised his head to stare at the gentle-looking Lord of the Three Realms, and cupped his fists to thank him.

Although the four characters 'he doesn't have to kneel' are random, they gave Yang Jian the privilege of not kneeling in front of the Jade Emperor, and made all the immortals understand something in their hearts.

The Jade Emperor was declaring Yang Jian's special status.

After all, he is a nephew, broken bones and connected tendons. The Jade Emperor's orders from when Yang Jian rescued his mother were quite weird. Now that I think about it, they are probably tempering Yang Jian.

Now, Yang Jianxuan Kungfu is powerful in the three realms, and at such an age, he stands beside those old and immortal Gu Xiushen, daring to compete with the top powers in the world.

Then there is the Jade Emperor's favoritism', the Daoist's 'support', and the master is even a Xiaoyaoxian who can fight hundreds of rounds with Zhunti Saint...

This seems to be the rhythm of the head of the Marshal of the Heavenly Court, and even the second in command of the Heavenly Court!

Yang Jian bowed his hands and resigned, "There is still a war in Nanzhou, and when I return, I will go to settle the soldiers and horses everywhere."

The Jade Emperor said: "Erlang Xiansheng and Zhenjun have worked hard for the heavenly conferment of the gods, and their hard work has made great achievements. After the conferment of the gods, the merits and virtues will be complete. I will reward you."

"Thank you, Your Majesty," Yang Jian swallowed the words 'but no need'.

At this time, it is better for the monarch and his ministers to be harmonious, otherwise what should I do if the old uncle refuses to borrow troops because the Jade Emperor's face will be swept away?

If you ask for help from others, you should always have a smile on your face.

After retiring from the Lingxiao Palace, Yang Jian felt a little empty in his heart for no reason, and always felt that he had changed a lot since he first came to Honghuang.

There are fewer edges and corners, but it is more solid, and it is more able to withstand the scratches of the thorns ahead...

Taibai Jinxing said with a smile: "Zhenjun, shall we go to the Tongming Palace to order soldiers?"

"Well, let's go," Yang Jian was playing with the tiger talisman in his hand, with a little thought in his eyes, he asked in a strange way, "Does this tiger talisman have other meanings?"

This really caught Taibai Jinxing.

The old man thought for a while, then smiled and said: "Naturally, His Majesty is expressing his love for the True Monarch. After all, Your Majesty and the True Monarch are related by blood, and the True Monarch is now famous all over the world and admired by all three realms. Your Majesty also wants to reuse the True Monarch, so he gave this tiger talisman."

Yang Jian nodded noncommittally and sighed softly.

"Let's talk about these things later."

Taibai Jinxing showed a little smile, which was full of deep meaning.

Half a day later, with the sound of drums in the Heavenly Court, batches of heavenly soldiers and generals left the Nantian Gate and headed towards Nanzhou on the clouds.

This kind of action power is incomparable to ordinary soldiers.

According to Yang Jian, these celestial soldiers and generals were divided into hundreds of shares and distributed all over the Zhou Kingdom. Every celestial soldier and general formed a formation secretly. Even if it was a sneak attack by a top Da Luo master, they could hold out for a while and wait for Yang Jian's rescue.

After all this arrangement, Yang Jian finally breathed a sigh of relief.

At the Nantian Gate, Yang Jian came in mighty form with a group of fairies and generals who were far away to see him off.

"Senior, thank you this time."

Yang Jian bowed his hands to Taibai Jinxing to thank him, and Taibai Jinxing returned the gift with his whisk.

"True Monarch, you don't have to be polite. You and I are ministers in the same palace. The little old man needs the care of the True Monarch."

Yang Jian sighed softly, as if the sobs of countless innocent souls were still echoing in his ears...

"I'm going to search for Na Luyue's whereabouts."

"Take care, Zhenjun."

"Farewell."

Yang Jian drove the clouds back to Nanzhou, and along the way, he saw clouds floating in the sky of Nanzhou, above which were neatly arranged heavenly soldiers and generals, and his heart was somewhat touched.

This is the benefit of power.

With just one thought from the Jade Emperor, mortals in Nanzhou can live or die, and the entire Three Thousand Worlds will be in turmoil...

The prestige of a saint is actually nothing more than that.

Yang Jian returned to Jiepai Pass, just in time to see Zhou Jun's army marching out. He was busy for a long time, and Zhou Jun was just in line.

As soon as he appeared, Huang Long and Chi Jingzi rushed over at the same time, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"It's done. Heavenly soldiers and generals have been deployed everywhere. Don't be afraid of his invasion." Yang Jian sighed softly, looked at the two seniors in front of him, and more than a dozen evangelists who came one after another, and said in a low voice: "Two seniors, please protect the army for half a day. I will send the innocent souls in those dead cities to the nether world."

"This immeasurable merit, go quickly," Taoist Huanglong urged.

Bai Ze, who had been drunk and dreaming in the city tower all the time, had a bright light in his eyes, and immediately ran out, with a compassionate and compassionate old face, "I will help you with this matter, old man."

"That's great," Yang Jian nodded calmly.

What about Lu Chunyang? Brother Chunyang went to accumulate some virtues, so that when he carried his master into the bridal chamber in the future, he would save some virtues.

Just as Yang Jian was about to speak, Bai Ze blinked at Yang Jian and heard something in his ear.

"Uncle, please let all disciples take good care of these millions of elites," Yang Jian begged again, and Huang Long and Chi Jingzi also solemnly agreed.

Soon, the Immortal Chanjiao who stayed here followed the army, and Huanglong and Chi Jingzi pressed the formation at high altitude.

They also made some westerly winds to save some effort for the army to march.

Yang Jian and Bai Zefei went to several dead cities. They still have a lot to do, and they don't know if they can finish it today.

After all, those are millions of innocent souls...

...

"Heavenly soldiers?"

Qinglong Pass, the fat rich businessman sitting in the tea house drinking tea quietly muttered, with a happy smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the sky above Qinglongguan, a few clouds stopped there, ignoring the white clouds floating around.

Above the white clouds, two thousand celestial soldiers waited in formation, and several well-trained celestial generals were joking and talking aside, talking about how powerful Erlang Zhenjun was, and laughing at the fact that their behavior seemed meaningless.

Just guarding here, in order to guard against a Lu Yue who only has the primordial spirit left?

In the teahouse, the wealthy businessman threw down two strings of money, and walked out of the teahouse leisurely with his hands behind his back, with a gentle smile on his face, as if he was strolling casually, passing by a row of patrolling guards.

Lord Erlang?

Boy, you should pay some price for your habit of keeping secrets and sparseness.