The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The magic weapon for defeating the enemy in the second battle was the jade talisman given by Xiao Lan.

To be precise, it was Xiao Lan who provided Daoist Taiyi with a direction and ideas, and several masters of elucidation and education deduced the method of seven battle formations overnight.

The battle formation has the same goal as the formation and the restriction, but it is simpler and more practical than the latter two, and the focus is on the cooperation of the people who form the formation.

The simplest battle formation is the three talents, and hundreds of thousands of battle formations can be extended on the basis of the three talents, and it is also the most common form of battle formation in the Three Thousand Worlds.

Explaining and teaching the immortals is also worthy of the name of Taoist disciples. The seven battle formations seem to be simple in structure and can be understood at a glance, but they can cover all the supernatural powers of the people who form the formation.

The battle formations recorded in the jade talisman given by Xiao Lan can at most allow a monk to display 120% to 30% of his strength.

But the seven battle formations deduced by the masters of Chanjiao can directly make those who enter the formation reach a level equivalent to doubling their strength...

What's even better is that the seven formations support each other, and they can be separated or gathered, so the Jiejiao Immortal who was killed just now was caught off guard and quickly broke through the second layer of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

Cut off to teach the immortal so far, the damage can be said to be heavy.

But the outer two floors of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation were broken, and the remaining five floors became more mysterious and difficult to understand. It seems that the leader of Tongtian has made changes.

Moreover, after Jiejiao suffered a loss, he also imitated what Chanjiao did, and there was no shortage of Dao masters there, and many battle formations were deduced overnight and passed on to the immortals in the various formations of Ten Thousand Immortals.

First use the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation to stop and kill the enemy, and then use the battle formation method to confront the enemy after the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is broken...

As a result, Xiao Lan herself began to question herself, wondering if it was right to donate that jade talisman.

Breaking through two major formations on the 9th, the situation is very good for Chanjiao.

However, the fallen immortals on both sides are very heavy, and they have begun to shake the fate of Jiejiao and affect the source of blessings of Chanjiao immortals.

On the tenth day when the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was set up, all the immortals were cultivating, and Guangchengzi ordered Yang Jian to hold a banquet in the army to thank Taoist Lu Ya for his "help".

Although Yang Jian was reluctant, he still arranged a banquet, but Yang Jian took Nezha and the others to avoid the "small celebration banquet" on the grounds that the three generations of disciples should pay close attention to their cultivation, simply out of sight and out of mind.

Taoist Lu Ya...

Tsk, he also gained power for a while, with Guang Chengzi and the deputy leader of the lamp beside him, and Cihang, Manjusri and other twelve golden immortals toasting. Although his words were humble, he couldn't hide his complacency.

How did this little Golden Crow get along with Ran Deng?

Yang Jian immediately thought of the Western Sect. The lack of people and disciples in the Western Sect should have secretly thrown an olive branch at Lu Ya. Lu Ya has a very high spirit, and there is a sage Nuwa behind him, so he probably won't join the Western Sect.

But this does not prevent him from cooperating with the Western Sect to calculate Taoist sects, calculate the fate of the wild, and the general trend of the world...

If the Taoist sect declines, it is a good thing for the revival of the monster race, which is also the same as the purpose of the Western religion.

"Brother," Nezha leaned on the pile of grain and grass, "why do I always find Daoist Lu Ya a bit displeased?"

"It's not a person of the same kind."

After Yang Jian said this, he picked up his wine glass and had a drink.

Their brothers and sisters were hiding in the pile of grain and had a small banquet. While discussing the battle formation taught to them by Daoist Taiyi, they were talking about some interesting things to ease the depression of the battle.

Long Ji and Ao Xinke accompanied Yang Jian, but Xiao Lan didn't know where to go, probably avoiding the immortals on purpose.

"Although it is not difficult to win this battle, the road ahead will be difficult." Wei Hu held up his wine glass a little melancholy, put it down again, and looked at Yang Jian, "Brother, tell me... among us, will there be someone whose name is on the list of gods, and who deserves to die in this calamity?"

As soon as these words came out, even Nezha looked at Yang Jian with a little concern in his eyes.

Yang Jian didn't answer, but just raised his head and took a sip of wine, "Are you scared?"

Huang Tianhua spread his hands: "I'm not afraid, but I just feel that this kind of fate has already been determined by others, it's too depressing."

"Tianhua is right," Lei Zhenzi looked at his palm, "our senior brothers have been trying to control our own destiny all the way to this day, and now it seems that only the senior brother has managed it."

Yang Jian suddenly said: "Being famous on the list of gods is actually better than not being named on the list of gods."

As soon as these words came out, all the juniors were silent.

Long Ji chuckled and said, "I don't really care about these things. If I enter the list of gods, I just take this opportunity to return to the heaven."

Yang Jian frowned, seeing that Long Ji hesitated to speak, and suppressed the conversation.

"Let's talk about something else." Nezha took a mouthful of the army's food, eating with gusto, "Brother, what does Heaven look like?"

"You have to ask my cousin about this. I'm not very familiar with it. It seems that there is a world there." Yang Jian thought for a while and added inexplicably, "The greening is done well."

Several people were taken aback for a moment, a little unable to understand what Yang Jian was going to say.

Ao Xinke, who was always serving Yang Jian with wine and vegetables, blinked and smiled symbolically to save her husband from embarrassment.

After a few laughs, the small banquet here ended in front of Tianjiang Moshi, Yang Jian sent the others away, and waited silently for a while.

When the sage master in the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation waved the banner, he let out a muffled snort, his whole body trembling constantly, struggling between unconsciousness and sobriety, resisting the invasion of the Yuanshen by the Six Gods banner.

Twenty-first time.

The eleventh day of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

When Yang Jian stood up sweating profusely and almost collapsed, Ao Xinke walked over and hugged her husband, holding back her tears.

Dao heart?

Seeing Yang Jian's appearance like this, and talking to her about Dao Xin, it is already a unique ability to prevent her cultivation base from falling because of this.

"Husband, how long will it take to crack the formation?"

"It's a few days faster, and more than a month slower." Yang Jian patted the back of Ao Xinke's hand, turned around and hugged her, and comforted her with a smile, "Don't worry, I can stand it. I don't know where to look for such an opportunity to sharpen my soul. I don't know where to look for it with a lantern. My eighty-nine mysterious achievements have returned to Hongjing in a single day, saving me tens of thousands of years of hard work."

Yang Jian didn't lie to anyone, he was telling the truth, but to others, it seemed like he was having fun while suffering.

"Follow me to meet my cousin," Yang Jian said softly, and Ao Xinke followed him like a bird, and went to visit Longji's tent.

Regarding Long Ji, Yang Jian was actually a little worried when she first joined the Zhou army.

She has a special status, being the daughter of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of Yaochi, and a noble princess in the heavenly court.

However, Long Ji was demoted to the mortal world by the queen mother, and seemed to have the intention of returning to the heaven by taking advantage of the opportunity of becoming a god;

Now, Hong Jin didn't know where he was hiding in Shang Kingdom. After the defeat, this guy disappeared. The only thing Yang Jian could know was that Hong Jin didn't die, otherwise he should be included in the list of gods.

Long Ji's fate was changed by Yang Jian, and his innocent body was also protected by Yang Jian, but Long Ji's own thoughts remained unchanged.

Yang Jian sealed the surrounding area with profound energy, and sat on the chair beside Long Ji's bed, while Ao Xinke and Long Ji sat on the bed.

The tent is not big, and there is only enough space to sit on it.

"Sister, answer me seriously."

"Why do you have to put on such a face?" Long Ji chuckled, looked at Yang Jian, and said as if joking, "Could it be that you came here for your junior brother Tianhua?"

Yang Jian broke his skills in an instant, but he also felt a little curiosity, "It's not about this, but what do you think of him, sister?"

"Although such words are a bit pretentious, if I were to choose a Taoist mate, I would not look down on such a timid and unfamiliar monk." Long Ji blinked and looked at Yang Jian. "If I want to find someone to marry, I must find a man like you. I can see how you treat wives and concubines by looking at my sister-in-law. I am not afraid of being wronged."

Such words are quite bold.

Ao Xinke smiled and said nothing, and put on the posture of a doctor, as if she could accept Longji's change at any time.

She is the kind of person who won't show even if she feels wronged in her heart.

"Hey, let's get back to business, I'll help you reject Tianhua later."

Long Ji nodded indifferently, and looked at Yang Jian tenderly.

"What are you going to ask me?"

"Sister, do you have a will to die at this time?"

Ao Xinke was taken aback, Long Ji also frowned slightly, and the glamorous face that was both dignified and slender soon showed a little bit of astonishment, "Brother, could it be that your soul has been injured? Why are you talking so nonsense?"

"Sister, just look at me," Yang Jian already understood what she was thinking.

Long Ji looked up and looked at Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's gaze was not sharp, but he tore away layers of camouflage with firmness and gentleness.

Inexplicably, a little mist appeared in Long Ji's eyes, and she sat there, her tears suddenly bursting, and she cried out painfully while covering her mouth and nose.

"Sister, what's wrong with you?" Ao Xinke quickly helped Long Ji and comforted her softly.

On weekdays, Long Ji was generous and charming, and she could even say that she always had the demeanor of a heavenly princess; but at this time, she just looked at Yang Jian for a while, and suddenly couldn't control the trembling of her heart.

She is full of grievances and single-minded sorrow, but she doesn't know who to tell.

She was alone in the catastrophe, with no one to rely on, but she never complained about her situation, but she could avoid it by herself, hide in a corner of the wilderness, practice and live freely.

"Brother, I..."

"Are you trying to say that you have to be robbed?"

"Hmm..." Long Ji bit his lips, "My mother didn't force me, and my father didn't tell me anything, but I know what they are thinking, and I understand their plans."

"The Daoist catastrophe started with my father going to Zixiao Palace. How could the Daoist immortals not hate my father? That's why I was thrown into the mortal world early. I need to die. I have to die, so that I can calm down some of the resentment of the Daoist sect, so that my father can rule ten thousand immortals..."

"I deserve to die. To live is to die. As long as I die in the catastrophe of conferring gods and be sealed into the heaven again, that is my best destination."

Yang Jian got up and paced back and forth in the small tent.

Ao Xinke asked in a voice: "Husband, what can we do for cousin?"

Yang Jian nodded to her, and said softly: "Cousin, don't worry, just listen to me."

As soon as the words were spoken here, there were suddenly hurried footsteps outside the tent.

Yang Jian frowned, asked Ao Xinke to hold Longji steady, spread another layer of profound energy, and walked out to welcome him.

"Report to the Prime Minister! Emergency military situation!"

"Bring it here," Yang Jian snatched the jade talisman from the monk's hand, and penetrated into it with his divine sense, his complexion changed drastically.

King Wu, fainted again.

Can't even hold the Nine-Turn Golden Elixir?