The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Outside Chaoge City, inside the main tent of the Shang army camp.

Yang Jian's sudden appearance without warning naturally caught Shen Gongbao a little off guard, but Shen Gongbao was no ordinary monk, so he calmed down after a few words.

"Why did the real king come here to ask?" Shen Gongbao looked a little puzzled, and a little self-deprecating smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "My situation, the real king should have heard it from other people."

"Hearsay is not as convincing as listening to Master Uncle himself."

Yang Jian's eyes were a bit aggressive, and his words were also pressing, "Uncle, please think carefully. If Uncle Shi has really made an enemy of Chanjiao in recent years, I have no choice but to take action today."

Shen Gongbao was silent for a while, his eyes changed several times, and finally he remained calm.

"Although the exact nature of the Conferred God Calamity is already unpredictable, you know what I have done, so why waste your words with me?"

What do you mean by that?

Going to die calmly?

Yang Jian roughly understood Shen Gongbao's identity in his heart.

Shen Gongbao probably didn't know too much about the plan behind Fengshen, it was probably a dark move arranged by Master Sanqing.

This matter is really not easy to explain.

In order to eradicate Qianhong and protect the prehistoric and myriad spirits, the Daozu of Sanqing calculated their disciples and decided to sacrifice the most powerful Jiejiao among the three religions in order to cut Qianhong's luck and force Qianhong to show up.

If Qianhong has been hiding in the Dao of Heaven, even if the six saints work together to bombard the Dao of Heaven, they will not be able to make Qianhong active...

The current result is naturally because the ancestors of the Sanqing made some trade-offs.

And Shen Gongbao and Yaohu Daji are similar, they are pawns of saints, and they can't tell the world what's in their hearts.

why?

Naturally, it is because of the saint's skin.

"That's it, I've wronged Master Uncle."

Yang Jian suddenly moved forward with his left hand, Shen Gongbao didn't seem to want to sit still, and immediately activated the talisman that had been secretly prepared.

But just as Shen Gongbao's magic power started to mobilize, his eyes suddenly widened!

Just now I saw Yang Jian's left hand not far away, and now it was pressing on Shen Gongbao's neck!

The world is turning around!

Although Yang Jian couldn't do whatever he wanted like some sage masters, but with a little effort, he could easily deal with a not too strong opponent like Shen Gongbao.

Shen Gongbao didn't have time to resist, a ray of profound energy sealed Shen Gongbao's Nigong Wan, and Shen Gongbao's body suddenly fainted.

Released the roaring dog, Yang Jian said: "Take care of him."

Xiaotiangou held Shen Gongbao's belt forward and dragged it into the kennel of Xuangui's belt.

After capturing Shen Gongbao, Yang Jian set fire to the tent of the Shang army, and took advantage of the chaos to capture those Jiejiao immortals who intended to resist the last wave, and threw them far away to Zhou Jun.

These Jiejiao Immortals have Yang Jian's personal letter on them, saying that their lives should not be hurt, and they will be imprisoned to Kunlun Mountain together with the Jiejiao Immortal who was captured before, and they will be released after they are consecrated.

In order not to harm Zhou Guo's fate, Yang Jian tried his best to avoid showing up, and after capturing Shen Gongbao, he went to the Conferred God Stage by himself.

In fact, the final battle of the Conferred Gods has no suspense. There are not many monks in the merchant army, and the destruction of Chaoge City is only a matter of three to five days.

At this last moment, Yang Jian had waited for the last moment for more than ten years, but he had nowhere to live.

Since the living will be affected by him and have all kinds of bad luck, it's okay for him to meet the dead, right?

As soon as Yang Jian went to the God General's Mansion, he isolated the Holy Mother of Jinling directly into a courtyard, and asked her to avoid meeting him, so as not to fight in the list of gods.

In this way, Yang Jian stayed in Shenjiang's mansion for three days, took Zhao Gongming to drink every day, played chess and discussed Taoism with a few acquainted immortals, and didn't care about the eyes of those around him looking at him.

The Conferred God List is worthy of being a tool of heaven, and Yang Jian hiding in it is more useful than the broken jade that he wears with him.

At the very least, Zhao Gongming and Qiong Xiao, who had been in frequent contact with Yang Jian, were not unusual after getting along these few days.

Today, I just heard from some new generals of the Zhou army who came to Fanjiang's mansion, that the Zhou army has won great victories in all directions, and they have already approached the city of Chaoge.

The Conferred God is about to come to an end.

Then Yang Jian checked the already filled list of gods, looking at the many names and their corresponding gods, the magic pen in his hand couldn't fall down.

This is the only chance for him, a conferred god, to change these god positions.

Bai Jiangong stood at the side, and many generals and ordinary generals gathered around, waiting for Yang Jian to write.

For a long time, Yang Jian didn't move, and the magic brush he was holding never dropped.

Zhao Gongming couldn't help asking: "I don't know how to read?"

"Forget it," Yang Jian scattered the magic brush, and slowly closed the list of gods spread out in front of him, "Don't change it."

A group of Jiejiao immortals who had had trouble with Yang Jian and even died in the battle with Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief.

After sealing the list of gods, the scene around Yang Jian kept getting lighter and lighter. The courtyard of the god general's mansion and the many figures all turned into clouds and mist. In the end, only a dozen or so immortals with strong primordial spirits could stand aside and watch Yang Jian.

Zhao Gongming, Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao, Our Lady of the Turtle Spirit...

Their gazes at Yang Jian were rather complicated, but at this moment, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was the calmest, looking directly at Yang Jian calmly.

"Hmph, what's the point of defeating me by sneak attack."

Hearing the humming sound in the wind, Yang Jian had no choice but to bow his hands to the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, as if he had admitted that he was invincible in victory.

Clearing his throat, Yang Jian worshiped Kunlun Mountain from afar on the Conferred God Stage, holding the Conferred Gods List with both hands, and said loudly: "Disciple Yang Jian, who was in charge of the Conferred Gods List during the Nanzhou Conferred Gods disaster, was lucky to live up to his fate today, and found the Allah for the vacant position on the Conferred Gods List. Today, I will return the Conferred Gods List, please review it!"

As soon as the words fell, a mysterious dao rhyme came from Kunlun Mountain, and the list of gods also turned into a golden light and shot towards the western sky.

Yang Jian muttered a few words in his heart.

Isn't the master master busy in controlling the way of heaven? Such a change in the list of gods is obviously because the master was not "trapped" there, but could still show his holy power in the prehistoric.

In this way, the protection of the master is still there, so there is no need to worry that after I leave, someone will sneak attack on Meishan taking advantage of the emptiness of the Daomen.

As soon as the list of gods was gone, all those phantoms dissipated, and a white crane flew from the northwest, bringing the saint's proclamation.

After saluting, Yang Jian took over the call to action. The words on it were somewhat obscure, but the meaning expressed was quite simple.

According to the order of Yuanshi Tianzun, after ten days, Yang Jian canonize the gods here!

Problems ensue.

Although he should be the one to end the curtain of conferring the gods, but Yang Jian is plagued by bad luck at this time, and there are signs of 'intensifying' in the past few days, and it may be even more serious after ten days.

These Taoist disciples who have been conferred gods, although they are already "lucky among misfortunes", they are still misfortune.

Except for a few immortals, such as Chang Er and Lu Yue, most of the Taoist disciples should have practiced freely in the mountains, instead of being ruled by the Heavenly Court and serving the Jade Emperor from now on.

"Forget it," Yang Jian stood beside the Conferred God Stage, sighing softly with his hands behind his back.

The final matter of conferring the gods should be handed over to a more reliable immortal.

Yang Jian looked through the clouds and landed on the Nantian Gate of the Heavenly Court. With a thought, his figure was lifted by the wind and swayed into the nine heavens.

...

The catastrophe cloud that appeared in Nanzhou a hundred years ago brewed the great catastrophe of conferring gods that would affect the entire Taoist sect.

Explaining how the two religions fight against each other, the Daoist sects can fight together, but the extremely powerful Daoist sects directly hurt their muscles and bones, and their vitality is greatly damaged.

As the gate of Chaoge City was knocked down by the Zhou army and Emperor Xin set himself on fire in Lutai, the catastrophe of conferring gods, which made countless monks sigh, finally came to an end.

In fact, with the destruction of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, there is no suspense about what will happen next.

However, the shocking changes after the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation ended with the ringing of the Chaos Bell.

There is no rumor about the Taoist ancestor being punished in the prehistoric world, and it should be stopped by the six saints working together.

The monks may not be aware that their path of practice is gradually becoming wider; many monks who have already reached the peak of Daluo may suddenly find that the root of their realm-the incomplete Taoism is gradually being repaired.

Let's not talk about it later, let's talk about the current affairs.

Three days after the Zhou army conquered Chaoge City, King Wu worshiped at the Nuwa Temple outside Chaoge City, causing people to scrape away Di Xin's poems. ——This is naturally Yang Jian's secret instruction.

Before King Wu returned from the Nuwa Temple, he heard the sound of drums beating in the sky, and many immortals appeared in the clouds to reward King Wu and extend his life for twenty years, so that he could consolidate the state of Zhou and all people in the world to cultivate their health and rest.

By the way, the Heavenly Court announced a message—after seven days, the Conferred God Ceremony will be held on the Qishan Conferred God Platform, and all gods and gods from all walks of life can come to watch the ceremony.

Yang Jian sold a huge favor to the Jade Emperor, which is to repay the Jade Emperor's will to keep the favor of several juniors.

As far as Yang Jian was concerned, he never wanted to owe this uncle anything.

At this time, the Heavenly Court is no longer the Heavenly Court before the conferment of the gods. A large number of Taoist masters entered the Heavenly Court. Although they were forced by the Heavenly Dao, the strength of the Heavenly Court has increased by more than several times.

To put it bluntly, the Heavenly Court has replaced the Dao Gate and has become the largest "Xianmen" in the prehistoric world.

The ancient pilgrimage road suddenly became busy. In the vast world controlled by Chaotian Pavilion, it is natural for immortals to come to watch the ceremony and join in the fun.

Those Great Thousand Worlds who are afraid of Chaotian Pavilion, or want to curry favor with Heavenly Court and Chaotian Pavilion, will naturally not let go of such an excellent opportunity.

Almost all the major immortal sects in Central Shenzhou have sent elders and disciples in their sects, and the Western Sect has also dispatched an unknown number of masters, such as dragons from all over the world, hermits from all over the prehistoric...

A grand ceremony of conferring gods by Taoist disciples has become a grand event in the world.

Seven days later, the thousands of miles around Qishan Mountain were covered by layers of white clouds, there were countless immortals in the clouds, and countless heavenly soldiers and generals formed formations above the nine heavens.

Qishan was wrapped in clouds and mist, leaving only the Fengshentai shining golden in the sunlight.

Taibai Jinxing descended from the clouds, saluted to the four directions, and then began to read the lengthy will of the Jade Emperor.

In the decree, it was mentioned that the immortals of Chanjiao had outstanding virtues, and that the immortals of Jiejiao were deeply affectionate, but they didn't mention a word about Yang Jian, who was actually in charge of the Conferred God.

Thousands of miles away, on the border of Nanzhou, Yang Jian was reclining on the roof of a palace full of monsters, looking at the "grand scene" in the south.

Naturally, the palace is a chaotic scene, and the monster clan's luck is already at a disadvantage, so how can they withstand Yang Jian's 'invasion'?

Many little monsters with weak cultivation bases have already begun to go mad...

Hearing the miserable howls of the little demons and feeling the warmth of the sun star, Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief and closed his eyes.

The eyelashes flickered slightly, and the tips of her hair fluttered in the wind.

It's good to take a nap now and then.