The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Brother," Xiao Chan'er turned her head and shouted, "Let's not lose our manners in front of the saint, you should come here together."

Yang Jian thought about it, and it was indeed the case, and he would not have too much influence on Xiaochan after spending a short time together.

Xiao Chan'er was able to say such words, and she didn't make a fuss before asking Yang Jian to go with them. In Yang Jian's opinion, she was already quite relieved...

Finally grown up and sensible.

At that moment, the family of three flew side by side to Wa Palace.

But when the gate of Wa Palace opened, two little fairies came out with lanterns in their hands. The girl on the left who had a relationship with Yang Jian said with a smile: "Please wait outside, Zhenjun. The empress said that you are not allowed to enter, so as not to defeat the flowers and plants in the palace."

Nuwa sage is really thoughtful.

Yang Xiaochan was about to defend her brother, Ao Xinke quickly pulled Yang Xiaochan down, and turned to look at Yang Jian.

"Husband..."

"I will follow the will of the saint and empress. Two fairies, did the empress ever say that my wife is not allowed to enter?"

Another girl smiled lightly and said, "The sage empress has already ordered me to prepare a banquet, so that I can entertain Princess Wanzhi."

The corner of Yang Jian's mouth twitched, he waved his hands, and stood aside with his hands behind his back.

This can be said to be quite depressing...

Xiao Chan'er turned her head to look at Yang Jian, and bit her lower lip lightly, probably knowing that she would enter the gate later and would not see Yang Jian for a long time.

"elder brother……"

"Um?"

"Take care, be careful in everything and don't be careless," Xiao Chan'er said softly, her eyes couldn't help turning red.

Ao Xinke hugged her lightly, and said something in a low voice; Yang Jian smiled, nodded slowly, and watched Yang Xiaochan and Ao Xinke enter Wa Palace.

The palace gate was slowly closed, but it seemed that it was to give Yang Jian some face. The palace gate was only partially covered, not completely covered.

For some reason, Yang Xiaochan became more and more sensible, and Yang Jian didn't have much happiness in his heart, but a little bit disappointed.

Now that the matter of enshrining the gods is over, most of Yang Jian's worries are gone, and the matter of Xiao Chan'er has to be put on the agenda.

With his eyes closed, Yang Jian comprehended the profound meaning of Sanshengbiluojue. Among the three fruits hanging on the tree of primordial spirit, the lowest fruit opened, and the little man sitting cross-legged stepped out of it.

The light and shadow were mixed, and Yang Jian's body gradually separated into a figure, and the two murmured at the same time:

"It is still impossible for the avatar to absorb vitality and breed profound energy on its own... I don't know how the sage master did it..."

But this is also good, this incarnation is equivalent to his arm, a part of his self, unlike the Taishang Laojun and the unborn Tathagata Buddha, who have "drawn a clear line" from the saint's body, only the master and slave are subordinate.

"Unfortunately, there is not much strength left."

Yang Jian's two bodies shook their heads at the same time, and then Yang Jian's body closed his eyes, his mind was immersed in the avatar, and he took the piece of broken jade westward against the wind and flew back to Meishan.

After careful perception, it seems that Tiandao does not reject his incarnation.

In the final analysis, this avatar is only a part of Yang Jian's primordial spirit, condensed with profound energy and Xuangang. It has no entity at all, and it is not a living being in the eyes of Tiandao.

In this way, it is convenient for Yang Jian to act.

In the future, if there is no major event, his incarnation will guard Meishan, and he can also occasionally walk around in the prehistoric for Yang Jian.

Wa Palace stands in the void, surrounded by intertwined lights and shadows, and the fairy trees that appear and disappear from time to time form a forest, with red flowers and willows, and a sense of otherworldliness.

"Hmm...Prime Minister?"

With a soft call, Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the gate of Wa Palace, his eyes brightened.

Yunxianyi, flowers are still flourishing, willow leaves light brows are a little red, the light yellow face is the thinnest, and the autumn eyes melt into water to reflect this softness.

"General Chanyu, you are really here."

Yang Jian said something with a smile, and the visitor gave a 'hmm' and came with a flower basket.

She took off her heroic attire and put on a fairy attire. It is really hard to imagine that she is the commander of Zhou Jun South Road, Deng Chanyu, who was entrusted by Yang Jian.

"That day when I went to the Heavenly Court to ask for my order, I realized that the teacher is a sage empress," Deng Chanyu said softly, looking at Yang Jian with burning eyes, "Prime Minister..."

"You don't need to call me Prime Minister, I have resigned and retired from King Wu, just call me Yang Jian."

"Then, Yang Jian... you can't always call me general."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, "Now that you are worshiping a saint, you have a lot of confidence."

"It's natural," Deng Chanyu looked up at Yang Jian, with a little pride on her smooth chin, "From now on, I will not be much different from you. Although my ability is a world behind yours, we can always be called friends of the Taoist priest, and I will live forever."

"Hahaha," Yang Jian couldn't help being amused by her.

It's okay for fellow daoists to match each other, but the six sages are all of the same generation. If we really want to talk about it, Deng Chanyu has become his uncle instead...

"I heard from the teacher that you are going to practice in the chaos. I have prepared some thin wine to see you off."

Deng Chanyu brought up the jacquard basket, and Yang Jian responded with a smile.

The two sat on the ground next to the gate of Wa Palace, Deng Chanyu's skirt was covered in the sea of ​​flowers, and she fell down there with her slender legs together; Yang Jian watched quietly for a while, and couldn't help but think of the fairy on the moon.

Presumably, Fairy Chang'e must be a little depressed at this time.

After all, she has personally made friends with Yang Jian, and wanted to be her backer after Yang Jian entered the heavenly court; but she did not expect that Yang Jian not only gave up the merits of the gods, but also went to the Chaos Sea, leaving only one incarnation in the prehistoric...

"Brother Yang, if you look at me like this, I will take it as if you are interested in me."

Deng Chanyu said something jokingly, Yang Jian blushed, bowed his head and coughed.

"I didn't look carefully before, but now I just realized that you are also... well, my fair lady..."

Deng Chanyu rolled her eyes and said angrily: "That's in the army, I naturally want to learn from Xiao Lan; it's just that I don't have the ability to disguise like her, so I can only pay attention to my words and deeds on weekdays."

"Speaking of which, how come you and Xiao Lan, the two women, one has a lot of wit and the other is good at commanding the army... This really embarrasses Nezha and the others."

Yang Jian changed the topic casually, and Deng Chanyu smirked, and chatted with Yang Jian all over the place.

Later, the two of them began to talk about the political affairs of Nanzhou, guessing how many years the state of Zhou would last before changing the dynasty again. Yang Jian said two thousand years, and Deng Chanyu said one thousand years.

After meeting for thousands of years, the two bet against each other to win or lose.

"What if you lose? So what if you win?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

Deng Chanyu thought for a while, "I'll talk about it when the time comes. Now that I have just practiced with my teacher for a few days, my horizons are not too wide, and I am easily deceived by you."

Yang Jian put on a dirty face, "When have I cheated someone?"

"I don't remember my own people, but my opponent has tricked me a lot," Deng Chanyu raised his glass lightly, Yang Jian shook his head and laughed twice, clinking glasses and drinking together.

Chatting a little, I don't realize that half a day has passed.

When the palace door opened, Ao Xinke walked out slowly, Deng Chanyu got up quickly and greeted Ao Xinke.

The latter is somewhat guilty.

Yang Jian asked: "Have you settled properly?"

"It's ready, Liuya is in seclusion, and Chan'er has already worshiped the sage empress as her teacher. The empress taught her the method of cultivation and recast her Dao foundation."

Recasting the Dao Foundation...only the means of a sage can have such a skill.

Yang Jian made a salute to Wa Palace, saying: "Thank you, Madam, for your kindness to my younger sister. It is inconvenient for the younger generation to enter today, and I will definitely come to thank you in person in the future."

A dao rhyme floated by, and gently gave Yang Jian a hand.

Although the sage did not show up, he expressed his kindness to Yang Jian.

"So, the younger couple will take their leave."

Yang Jian said something to the gate of Wa Palace, and then bowed to Deng Chanyu, who bowed in return.

"Let's go."

Riding on the cloud, accompanied by a dragon girl, he walked towards the sky.

Turning his head to look at the Wa Palace gradually hidden between heaven and earth, Yang Jian felt that he had an inexplicable connection with this place.

Liu Ya didn't know what to do, she should be practicing steadily.

In terms of heels, Liuya is the Tao fruit of Houtu, which is equivalent to the reincarnation of Houtu. Although it is somewhat strange that the present and reincarnated bodies exist at the same time, there is nothing unreasonable about being protected by the power of the six reincarnations.

Liu Ya and Xiao Chan'er took care of each other, and Yang Jian was not worried about what kind of bullying they would suffer in Wa Palace.

Besides, Xiao Chan still has her brother's reputation to protect her, so she should have some scruples about Chan Jiao and Yang Jian's master, Nuwa Saint...

After all, Yang Jian was also the man who beheaded Daozu.

"Husband, it is difficult to move in the sea of ​​chaos. I borrowed a flying boat from the Dragon Palace earlier, which can be used as a substitute for transportation in the sea of ​​chaos."

"You're still thoughtful."

After Yang Jian praised her, Ao Xinke pursed her lips and hummed, took out a Fangshuo-like magic weapon, turned it into a diameter of ten feet, and entered it with Yang Jian.

The space inside is not too small, there are several futons, surrounded by translucent crystal walls, on which are depicted various complicated magic circles, layer after layer.

Judging from the complexity of the restraint of this shuttle, it can be concluded that this treasure must be no small matter.

"Shall we go directly to Xuandu City?"

"Naturally," Yang Jian turned his head, looked through Fei Shuo, and looked at the prehistoric world.

There was a little reluctance in my heart.

Ao Xinke urged the flying shuttle, and this dragon secret treasure gradually merged with the Chaos Sea, shuttled at a very fast speed without making a sound, and rushed to the depths of the Chaos Sea.

At Meishan.

The incarnation of Yang Jian sat in the big formation, discussing with the six friends of Meishan how to develop Meishan in the future.

Yao Ji sat by the window of the attic on the cliff at the back of the mountain, looking at the incarnation left by Yang Jian with divine sense, with a small peaceful smile on her lips.

The son said that his avatar is concentric with the main body, and the state of the avatar can tell whether his main body is injured or healthy.

The mother can't stop her son from traveling far away, so she can only worry about it here, watching him go home, and welcoming him back.

"Master, do you need to play the piano?"

"Today is free, Qian'er will go down and rest."

"Yes," Chu Qian replied, turned around and was about to leave.

Yao Ji remembered Yang Jian's entrustment again, called to Chu Qian, and ordered: "Go and invite that Mei Mei, I have something to say to her."

"Master, Zhenjun is not in the mountain at this time, let her come..."

"It's nothing," Yao Ji shook her head lightly, "I don't think people can make mistakes, and besides, there are seniors Bai Ze and Feng Wu around, she will definitely not dare to make trouble."

Chu Qian thought for a while, nodded slightly, and turned to look for the old ancestor of the Yaozu who was placed in the corner of Meishan.

Feng Wu and Feng Shan are still in seclusion. Since Yang Jian defeated Kong Xuan, the two of them have become more and more reticent, but Feng Wu's cultivation level has advanced quite terrifying, and gradually has the majesty of a divine phoenix.

It's a pity that Yang Jian's promise to Kong Xuan at the beginning could not be carried out due to bad luck.

Erlang takes a concubine...

It is estimated that it is still very early.

Next chapter Tomorrow night, I have something to do when I get up early tomorrow...