The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

On the twenty-eighth day of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, the fourth major breakthrough.

After the fall of the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the immortals of Jiejiao were like a group of dragons without a leader, and they couldn't even manage smoothly within the big formation. If the fifth major formation was not too mysterious, the elucidating and teaching party hadn't figured out the way to break it, and they might have broken two formations in a row.

The Xianjiao immortals did not suffer much damage, and the Jiejiao immortals did not suffer too many casualties because they retreated to defend the rear formation.

Destroy the foundation of the fourth major formation, teach the immortals to return to the sky above the Zhou army to practice, and restore their strength as soon as possible.

The Ten Thousand Immortals Formation cannot be arranged simply, there is the accumulation of Jiejiao since ancient times, if the formation foundation is damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair it completely.

Moreover, there are immortals on duty in each battle, if these immortals are killed or injured, even if the damaged part of the Great Immortal Formation is built, it will be difficult to change it as desired.

There are still three major formations, and there are still 20 days before the six soul banners can really show their power.

Today, at dawn and dusk, King Wu, who has been on the road, has been sleeping longer and longer, and every time Yang Jian resists the power of the six soul banners, he becomes weaker and weaker.

It was a feeling of fatigue from the primordial spirit outward.

But this is not all a bad thing, the sharpening of the power of the primordial spirit does have unspeakable benefits.

King Wu has arrived at Qinglong Pass, and he will arrive here in about ten days.

When King Wu came in person and used the Emperor's Dragon Luck to bless and teach the immortals, whether the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation that intercepted the teaching could withstand the joint attack of Xuandu, Yuding and other immortal masters without any action from the leader of Tongtian, that is really a matter of debate.

On the Jijiao side, Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao left early, Daoist Duobao was imprisoned in Lao Tzu's dojo, the Holy Mother of Jinling died in battle, and only the Holy Mother of Guiling and the Holy Mother of Wudang remained among the eight disciples.

And the Seven Immortals who accompanied him also lost a lot. The long-eared Dingguang Immortal was sent to the list of gods by Yang Jian early, Jin Guangxian, Qiushou Immortal, and Lingya Immortal were escorted to Kunlun Mountain.

Wuyun Daxian always gives people the feeling of an outsider, and it seems that he will never fight to the death with others.

But only relying on the Guiling Virgin, the Wudang Virgin, the Golden Hoop Immortal, and the Pilu Immortal can't resist explaining the teachings of the immortals, and there is indeed nothing wrong with them.

The Jiejiao, which is known as the coming of the Ten Thousand Immortals, has gradually shown signs of defeat today. The catastrophe of the Conferred Gods has been somewhat embarrassing since the beginning of the Xiqi War.

Explaining and teaching seems to be a sure thing.

But recently, in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, there are often immortals who voluntarily leave and then disappear.

The immortals of Jiejiao didn't stop them, and even kept silent about this matter, and the leader of Tongtian didn't say anything, and didn't even ask.

It should be that they acquiesced to the departure of these immortals.

The tree fell and the monkeys scattered, which is the deplorable situation of Jiejiao at this time.

But the more so, Guang Chengzi and Yang Jian, who are responsible for the overall situation, are more worried.

The trapped beast is still fighting, not to mention cutting off teaching.

What the Master Tongtian will do next is beyond anyone's guess.

In the dead of night, the Zhou army camp was quiet. Yang Jian sat in front of the book case to deal with Zhou's government affairs, and Ao Xinke sat on the side with a scroll quietly reading.

After a while, Yang Jian asked, "Xinke, do you still like Meishan's place?"

"Well," Ao Xinke replied, "Where is my husband, I will be there."

"Actually, there is something I haven't told you," Yang Jian coughed in embarrassment, "I had an agreement with Uncle Xuandu before. After the Conferred God is over, I will stay with you at home for a hundred years, and then... um..."

Ao Xinke put down the scroll, looked at Yang Jian tenderly, and said with a light smile, "I know that your husband's ambition is not only in the heaven, so you don't have to be too scruples. When you are not at home, I will take care of my mother with all my heart, and just practice in seclusion."

With such a gentle and virtuous wife, Yang Jian really didn't know what to say.

"Husband, remember, there are me, my younger sister, and mother at home, so don't take risks lightly."

Yang Jian nodded quickly: "I will definitely not get involved in danger easily, and Master Xuandu will not harm me."

"Can you tell Xin Ke what your husband has done?" There was a little worry in Ao Xinke's eyes, obviously she was not worried about Yang Jian.

"It's not something sinister," Yang Jian explained his agreement with Xuandu, and Ao Xinke's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Yang Jian said with a smile: "This is more like a suggestion from Master Xuandu to me, asking me to go to Xuandu City to practice; and if the matter of defending the city can be accomplished, I must have found a set of Dinghai Shenzhu. At that time, I will also have the ability to save my life in the chaos."

Ao Xinke hesitated to speak several times, but still looked at Yang Jian quietly.

"Husband, it's not the defenders who are dangerous. Xuandu City is guarded by yellow-turban warriors made by saints. Those alien races scattered in the chaos will not be able to do anything."

"What are you worried about, daughter-in-law?"

Yang Jian yelled the wrong title, but fortunately Ao Xinke didn't care about it at this time.

"My husband is going to look for the remaining twelve sea-fixing beads. Although Xuandu City is big, the Daoist sect has almost turned it upside down over the years. Why can't we find the remaining twelve?"

"Xinke, what do you mean?" Yang Jian pondered a few times, "Could Master Xuandu be fooling me over? Forcing me to stay there to guard the gate?"

Ao Xinke didn't know whether to laugh or cry, raised her hand to grab Yang Jian's wrist, and looked into Yang Jian's eyes.

"Husband, don't you really know? Where are the remaining twelve Dinghai Shenzhu most likely?"

Yang Jian shook his head immediately.

"I didn't want to tell you this before, because I was afraid that you would take risks in Xuandu City, but now I have to tell my husband a few words."

Yang Jian pulled the chair to Ao Xinke's side, "You say, I listen to it."

Ao Xinke nodded slightly, and told some ancient things that Yang Jian knew about.

Yang Jian really heard two shocking news from the mouth beside his pillow...

The Dragon Clan is the legacy of the Taisu Realm, and the Phoenix Clan is also ordinary. That's why the two Clans took the lead in the prehistoric world and became strong first.

When Xuandu City was in the Taisu Realm, it had another title—the Saint's Tomb.

A sage is the pinnacle of the Dao, the ultimate sublimation of a living being, already immortal.

But when the Taisu Realm was at its peak, this saint's tomb floated slowly from the upper reaches of the long river of time, crashed into the Taisu Realm, forcibly broke the order of the heaven and earth in the Taisu Realm, and disrupted the balance of Taoism in the Taisu Realm.

There are saint blood, saint bones, and holy artifacts in the saint's tomb. It is said that hundreds of saints were buried.

But because of this generous gift, the forty-nine sages of Taisu broke out in a battle, and the Taisu world fell into chaos that had not been seen for a long time, and their vitality was greatly injured because of this.

Then, more than a dozen saints joined forces to seal the saint's tomb and throw it into the chaos. The world far away from Taisu, practitioners above Daluo can enter it through a specific entrance to search for treasures.

Gradually, around the saint's tomb, there was a big city floating in the chaos - Xuandu City.

For some unknown reason, the Houtai Su Realm collapsed, and all the Taisu saints died in battle. Only one Pangu god broke out of the encirclement...

"Husband, the thirty-six Dinghai Divine Beads are the magic weapon of Taisu Dinghai Great Sage, but this great sage was besieged by his enemies and fell when he was fighting for the saint's tomb. If the remaining twelve divine beads were in Xuandu City, they could only be in that great tomb..."

Yang Jian sighed, "Where is the dangerous place?"

"The one who enters the tomb is close to death."

"Well," Yang Jian sat there and kept weighing, on the one hand, the "temptation" of the saint's magic weapon, and on the other hand, the consideration of his own life.

"Xinke."

"Husband, I'm here..."

"Actually, I think that I walked all the way from the ancient road of Kunlun Mountain. I have good luck, and I have the protection of my master and my master. Every step seems to be dangerous, but in fact it is not dangerous."

Ao Xinke's face darkened, but she still forced a smile on her face and stared at Yang Jian.

"I knew I couldn't persuade you."

Yang Jian smiled and patted the back of her hand, "I also want to go through some hardships. If I'm just protected by the master and guarded by the master's door, when I return to the Great Realm, how can I have the confidence to say that I can realize the ninth stage of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu?"

Ao Xinke took the initiative to lean over, and Yang Jian hugged her tightly in his arms, comforting her in a low voice.

Outside the tent, in the clouds, Master Yuding and Master Xuandu who were drinking a drink had not moved for a long time.

After Yang Jian covered the big tent with profound energy, and the husband and wife went to the small bed to 'rest', Master Yuding took the initiative to lift the wine bottle, "After a while, my disciple will be entrusted to the senior brother."

Xuan Du waved his hands and shook his head, "Don't say that, I just want to get a powerful helper to go with me to search for some treasures."

Even though he said so, it was also for Yang Jian's benefit after all. The real Yuding drank it all down, and there was always a little bit of embarrassment.

Xuan Du smiled and said, "You still don't want to let go? You want to protect the Tao and protect the Tao, can he be sanctified?"

"Sanctification is so ethereal," Daoist Yuding smiled wryly, "The prehistoric way is incomplete, but the opportunity for sanctification contained in Xuandu City is like a highly poisonous thing that cannot be contaminated. I don't think about it anymore."

"Hey, is this still the idiot immortal who cried and said that the world is unfair and the way is not orderly?"

"No way," Yuding raised his brows, Xuandu was slightly taken aback.

After silently looking at Master Yuding for a moment, Xuan Du burst out laughing: "It seems that you have accepted Yang Jian as your apprentice, and your temperament has really changed a lot."

"Maybe it was because my obsession was too deep before, and I couldn't hear other things."

Yu Ding said in a deep voice, "Now all I think about is to see that this world is safe and stable, and then go on the last journey."

The corner of Xuandu's mouth twitched, "Isn't it good to be alive?"

"Then why live?"

"Can you give up your own way?"

"If I can't be sanctified, I will sacrifice myself to the Tao, and leave a chance of sanctification."

Xuandu suddenly restrained his smile, respected Yuding, and said seriously: "Junior Brother Yuding, do you still accept apprentices or not? Why don't I worship you as a teacher again? Can you pass on the Dao you cultivated to me?"

Immortal Yuding couldn't laugh or cry at once, the Great Master Xuandu laughed twice, it was naturally a joke.

In fact, the real meaning of Yuding is very obvious, and he has been planning such a long time ago.

If Yang Jian's physical body fails to become a saint, Yuding will abolish Yang Jian's cultivation base, let Yang Jian practice Yuan Shendao again, practice the kung fu created by him, and then push Yang Jian to the peak of Yuan Shen Dao all the way.

This opportunity is what he left for his disciples, and it is also for the 'Tao' who has always been with him.

"Ha..." Xuan Du took a sip of wine, breathed out like a mortal, and said with a smile: "Spirit or Tao, which one is more eager to transcend?"

"Who can tell?"

The two looked at each other and smiled, and continued to drink.

At their level, it is really hard to find such friends who can understand each other's Dao heart.

True Taiyi doesn't count, it's a heart-to-heart friend, a profound friendship accumulated bit by bit.

...

On the second day, there was a chaotic sky in front of Tongguan, and a golden dragon that was about to collapse slowly flew into the formation of ten thousand immortals.

On the top of the city of Tongguan, many officials of the great merchants knelt down and worshiped. The glamorous fox Daji, wearing a plain dress, stood on the altar of the top of the city, asking for the protection of his ancestors on behalf of Emperor Xin.

The Ten Thousand Immortal Formation was different suddenly, and the Jiejiao immortals seemed to have a little more confidence, and the movement of mana felt a little lighter for no reason.

Guang Chengzi came in a hurry and found Yang Jian: "When will King Wu come here?"

"It will take nine days at the earliest," Yang Jian said in a deep voice.

Guang Chengzi said: "Can't you just use magic to capture King Wu's guard of honor?"

"I tried it before, but King Wu's luck did not accompany him. It seems that King Wu must go through this journey in person before he can bring Zhou Guo's luck with him."

After Yang Jian explained this sentence, Guang Chengzi began to pace back and forth.

After a while, Guang Chengzi said: "Well, then, you take a few disciples who are good at playing wind, and then use your power to open up a big river, and let King Wu take a boat to ride the wind and water! In this way, you can make a huge difference in one day."

Yang Jian thought for a while, and sighed: "I'm going to take someone to try it out. It happens that there are many dragon elders hiding here, so let them help."

"Good, hurry up and do it."

Guang Chengzi left in a hurry, seeming quite busy.

Yang Jian didn't dare to delay, and talked to Ao Xinke at this time, Ao Xinke nodded and said it was feasible, as long as he found a suitable upstream water vein, it could be done in an hour or two.

Just do what you say, all the old dragons who stayed in the Zhou army until they were about to become moldy finally found something to do, and flew towards the west one by one, quite energetic.

Yang Jian went to Qinglong Pass to meet King Wu. After telling the story, another King Wu checked his body.

"It took the king an hour and a half to wake up from a coma recently..."

"It's okay, the king's life is destined to be safe."

In fact, Yang Jian still had something hidden in his heart.

Nine-turn golden elixir is just a holy medicine for healing, it cannot make people ascend in the daytime, and mortals who are cured are still mortals.

However, the medicinal properties of the Six Soul Banner and the Nine Turns Golden Elixir were in conflict, and even if there was only a slight impact on King Wu's soul, it would have a slight impact on King Wu's soul.

This is a bad thing, because after King Wu's conferment of gods ends, he may only have ten years of life left.

This is also a good thing, because King Wu yearns for the way of immortals and gods from the bottom of his heart. After these hardships and the reincarnation of Emperor Kai Dynasty, the road of practice after reincarnation will be smooth.

Everything has pros and cons.

Half a day later, dozens of large ships sailed along the newly opened canal, braving the wind and waves, and setting sail.

Fortunately, Yang Jian followed the boat, and helped King Wu to recuperate his body in the past few days.

The two monarchs and ministers stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the mountain that was split by life ahead, King Wu was quite speechless.

"This is the power of the gods."

"My lord, the path of cultivation is actually quite interesting."

"I have to work hard for the people of the world in this life, so I don't want to think about the practice." King Wu chuckled lightly, his tone was also joking, "How about the prime minister accepting me as a disciple when I am reincarnated after a hundred years?"

Yang Jian nodded with a smile: "Okay, then you will be ranked behind that girl Zixia."

"It's natural," King Wu chuckled, "There is a fairy sister, and a master who is like a prime minister... Those years really make Gu yearn for it."

"Your Majesty, cherish the present moment."

"Prime Minister, don't worry," King Wu gently stroked the hilt of his saber, "If you don't avenge your elder brother, all parts of Nanzhou will be uneasy, and your lonely heart will be uneasy. Didn't the Prime Minister often say that what you seek in cultivating the Tao is peace of mind?"

Yang Jian smiled and nodded, looking forward.

"My lord, before cultivating the Dao, let's see the two strongest cultivating forces in the world fighting against each other."

There is always a little loneliness in the words.

PS: I was lazy and posted a two-in-one chapter, and I will review the ideas of the latter paragraph tonight.

I guess it's going to be a big event, and I will work hard to update it in late July, trying to set off a big story before the end of the Conferred God~

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