The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Master... I did these things?"

Looking at the chaotic sea that started to flow back and tumbling, Yang Jian asked with a complicated expression.

Master Yuding nodded with a smile, and pulled Yang Jian quickly back to the body of the Six Saints; Lao Tzu blocked the front with a Tai Chi diagram, resisting all the waves of the Chaos Sea.

Dao sage, was killed like this?

Yang Jian couldn't recover for a while, feeling that this was too illusory, too unrealistic.

When he shot, although he had already noticed something strange, he didn't see the shadow of the giant. ——At that time, he himself was immersed in the mysterious and overbearing avenue, and he didn't pay attention to what kind of vision he caused.

Therefore, in Yang Jian's view, he used the mountain ax to change the life of a great saint...

The saints were not idle, after the formation and Qianhong were destroyed together, they each made their own moves and received a dozen streams of light in the boiling chaotic sea, nearly half of which exuded the aura of innate treasures.

Among them, several important treasures were put away by Sanqing—Lao Tzu held the God-killing Spear in his hand, Yuanshi Tianzun put a gourd in his sleeve, and Master Tongtian grabbed the Black Xuan Sword.

Yang Jian looked at the God-killing Spear with jealousy, but his master could only stand by and wait, not daring to take the treasure, and he didn't look at the God-killing Spear too much.

Although this sharp spear is strong, my own three-pointed and two-edged spear is not much inferior. At most, it is the difference between a congenital spiritual treasure and a congenital treasure, nothing...

Well, I have to admit, the gap is quite big.

Yang Jian had some fun while watching the Six Sages collect the treasures, he couldn't help but smack his lips.

For the first time ever, Lao Tzu, a sage of Taiqing, showed a smile on his shriveled face like old tree bark, and said with a smile: "Don't let the disciples work hard in vain."

After all, two beams of light flew out, but they were the only two treasures that Lao Tzu took just now.

It's a pity that the God-killing Spear floated into Xuandu's hands, and Xuandu grabbed it unceremoniously, and said, "Thank you, Teacher."

And a jade wall like a screen fell in front of Guang Chengzi, Guang Chengzi bowed to express his thanks, and carefully put away the 'screen' as if he had found a treasure.

Enlightenment Yubi!

"I think you are quite pleasing to the eye," Master Tongtian smiled lightly, raised his hand to the real Yuding, and a piece of wooden staff that was just put away by Master Tongtian fell into Yuding's hand.

Yuding bowed to express his thanks, and solemnly put away the wooden staff.

These are all the treasures of the Dao ancestor, and throwing them out casually is enough to make all the powerful people in the prehistoric world go crazy.

Although I don't know what the name of this stick is, Yang Jian felt a strong vitality on it, and it seems to be good for alchemy...

A body-protecting spiritual treasure that can be advanced into a congenital treasure, it is really too sinful to use it for alchemy.

Yuanshi Tianzun said in a deep voice: "Yang Jian, you should have contributed to this battle. Whichever of these treasures do you want, just take it."

After saying that, three magic weapons flew out of Yuanshi Tianzun's sleeves, all of which were just a few treasures that Yuanshi Tianzun got.

A Suyun square handkerchief and a long sword with sheath, these are all innate spiritual treasures.

There is also a congenital treasure, which is a blue gourd, with a blue divine light in the mouth of the gourd, lingering with a wave of dark and empty power.

This treasure is not something for attacking or fighting, it seems to be a magic weapon for some kind of inheritance.

Yang Jian stared at it for a while, and finally asked: "Master, what is the name of this gourd?"

"Take it if you like it."

Yuanshi Tianzun flicked his finger lightly, and the gourd slowly floated into Yang Jian's hands, and Yang Jian quickly held it.

So, the innate treasure will be given away?

Xuan Du laughed at the side and said: "I know this thing has a foot. This gourd is called 'Liu Shang'. Tai Su was worn by a Daoist sage during the years, but he has never seen him use this treasure."

"I also ask the uncle to explain the confusion."

"This gourd itself should be a treasure of protection." Xuandu rubbed his chin and thought for a while, and said, "Another Daoist sage made a move and sealed a damaged sage's way into the gourd, which caused the gourd itself to be dusted spiritually and became nondescript, and the fighting skills were completely useless."

Yang Jian sighed silently in his heart.

Yep, the first innate treasure I got was just a decoration.

Yuanshi Tianzun said from the side: "Wear this magic weapon with you, and you will know its benefits from now on."

"Yes, master."

Yang Jian respectfully replied, and glanced at his master; Master Yuding smiled at him and nodded, signaling him to accept it.

Then, Yang Jian tied the gourd with a fairy rope and tied it behind his long hair. He immediately felt a ray of cool air from his head to his feet, and the profound energy in his body was regenerated more quickly, and the mysterious blood seemed to be a little clearer.

There is also a ray of immortal power that seems to be absent outside the Nigong pill on his forehead, echoing the little tree of the primordial spirit.

This gourd...

Good treasure.

In this way, the one who got the most treasures among the six saints became the guide Taoist. This middle-aged saint with a kind face, harmless to humans and animals, finally smiled a little at this time.

They didn't take action directly, but they obtained three innate treasures just for the protection of Sanqing.

The restlessness of the Chaos Sea gradually calmed down.

Lao Tzu's fingers lightly touched, and another streamer of light flew from the sea of ​​chaos, was drawn by the sage, and landed in Lao Tzu's hands.

Fortune jade dish.

At this time, there were broken marks on the good fortune jade plate, and the breath like silk lingered on it.

Yuanshi Tianzun said in a low voice: "The jade plate may be broken at any time. The teacher is dead. If we don't act quickly, there may be a great shock in the way of heaven, which will bring disaster to all spirits."

The sage Zhunti said beside him: "Fellow Taoist, don't forget to promise us."

"Western religion can thrive on its own," Tongtian leader said indifferently, "but you also need to wait with me to guide fellow Taoists, temporarily accepting the way of heaven and stabilizing the balance of heaven and earth."

"Good," Taoist Jieyin smiled compassionately and sighed softly, "I really don't know how to say it. Today's action is what we should do. We live in the prehistoric, and we should repay the cause and effect of the prehistoric."

"Senior brother's words are very true," Zhunti Shengren also said, "Senior brother and I have been running around for more than ten Yuanhui, just to fulfill the grand ambition we made back then. The two of us, brothers and sisters, share the same destiny with Honghuang, and the enemy is in the front. It is a bit polite for fellow Taoists to say this."

Lao Tzu nodded and didn't answer, just said: "Steady the jade plate for now."

"good."

The six sages made their own moves, and the six sage ways protected the six directions of the good fortune jade butterfly. Laozi, Yuanshi Tianzun, and Tongtian leader took a step forward.

The good fortune jade plate is self-inductive, constantly changing its shape, and finally turned into an altar with four futons on it.

Lao Tzu first sat on one corner of the futon, Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Cult Master bowed to Lao Tzu, sat on the left and right of Lao Tzu, and received the saints to fill the last futon seat.

The four saints raised their hands and pushed forward slowly, and their figures gradually merged with the altar.

Yang Jian was a little surprised, so he sent a voice to ask his master Master Yu Ding, "Do the saints also want to get together?"

"It's not about harmony," Yuding explained in a voice: "In order to stabilize the prehistoric world, several saints have long made up their minds to use the power of the four saints to fill the gaps in the way of heaven and repair the shortcomings of the way of heaven after killing Qianhong."

Yang Jian nodded slowly, while the Saint Nuwa looked over and smiled slightly at Yang Jian.

There are many deep meanings in the smile, which seems to be quite playful.

The fairy mist was hazy, and the altar and the four saints had gradually become unreal. Lao Tzu said: "I also ask two fellow Taoists to escort us back to the prehistoric world."

Zhunti and Nuwa responded at the same time, using their sage mana to build a flat boat in the sea of ​​chaos, picked up Tianyan Daozi along the way, and quickly retreated to the prehistoric place, as if there were some ferocious monsters in the sea of ​​chaos.

Although Qianhong is dead, the powerful enemy is still there.

Qianhong, the Daoist sage, is just a pawn carved into Pangu by those powerful enemies in order to erase Pangu's will in the prehistoric world.

Since Honghuang was opened up to now, Qianhong has made one calculation after another to weaken Honghuang's strength, and later directly turned the heavenly way that protects Honghuang all spirits into a "knife and ax" that supervises Honghuang.

Now that Qianhong was defeated and killed by Pangu's will drawn out by Yang Jian's wisp of Heavenly Dao Yun, those powerful enemies may have other actions soon.

Maybe it will be decades, maybe it will be tomorrow, or maybe there will be several yuanhui...

Sanqing and Jieyin want to restore the way of heaven, and the four most powerful of the six sages all hide behind the scenes, and the Taoist sect has only the incarnation of Lao Tzu in Tushita Palace-the Taishang Laojun as the backer.

In Western religion, Jieying also left behind an incarnation, which is a later story, so I won't mention it for now.

But the Daoist sect is still a Daoist sect, and the battle between Sanqing and Qianhong this time has also dispelled many thoughts of "unreasonable" in the Western religion.

The prehistoric world was far away, and the Great Master Xuandu said: "I'm going back to Xuandu City first, Yang Jian, don't forget the agreement between you and me, and quickly finish the matter of enshrining the gods."

"Master, take care." Yang Jian bowed to see him off, remembering one thing.

The killing gun is in the hands of Master Xuandu.

Xuandu bowed to the Nuwa saint, turned and left the boat, his figure fluttered beside the chaotic sea, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Seeing this, Nuwa also said: "It's a matter here, and the poor Taoist will leave first."

"My lady, go slowly."

Guangchengzi quickly agreed, and several people watched Nuwa disappear in the line of heaven and earth.

Yang Jian looked at the altar behind the boat, where the four saints sat cross-legged. As they got closer to the flood, the altar became more and more empty, and the figures of the four saints were somewhat invisible.

Then……

Guangchengzi, Yuding, and Yang Jian looked at Taoist Zhunti at the same time, and the latter smiled shyly, and said to the three of them, "Go to the poor."

Instead, he wisely left.

Not long after Zhunti left, the altar and the figures of the Four Saints also slowly disappeared.

In the world, it seemed that only the three of them and the unconscious Daozi Tianyan were left. The sky was like black ink, and it was already nightfall in Honghuang.

Yang Jian suddenly asked, "Where did Zixiao Palace go?"

Guang Chengzi pinched his fingers to calculate, and then pointed to a certain place casually.

Heaven.

Yang Jian was speechless for a moment...

In the end, the six saints, several masters, and him, the little monk who was taken to smash the saints, fought desperately with the great saints like Qianhong in the sea of ​​chaos, but the Jade Emperor took away the greatest benefits.

The real Yuding said: "Don't worry about these things, today's matter would not be possible without the help of the Jade Emperor."

Yang Jian nodded in response, feeling a little empty in his heart for no reason.

"Go back to the mountain to retreat for a while for the teacher," Master Yuding handed Yang Jian a few bottles of elixir, and the figure flew away with the wind, which was unusually unrestrained.

Guang Chengzi also said: "Master nephew also go back to the army to rest, in a few days I will pass this matter to the Three Realms."

After saying that, Guang Chengzi also flew away with Fan Tianyin, not giving Yang Jian the slightest chance to speak...

so……

Yang Jian looked at Tianyan Daozi floating beside him, sighed, and casually carried Tianyan Daozi into the prehistoric world.

Who told him to be a junior, he was naturally required to do such hard work...

what happened?

Yang Jian's eyes widened, Xuangang gushed out from around his body, and the hairs all over his body exploded.

Such hostility...

"who!"