The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The spirit egg suddenly appeared strange, Kong Xuan who was about to leave stopped immediately, the great mage Xuandu reacted even more quickly, raised his hand and arranged a large formation around them, isolating the surrounding spiritual sense from detection.

If this is really a rare treasure, maybe it will attract many masters lurking here.

Yang Jian stared at the egg for a while, and vaguely felt that the things in it had something to do with him.

Kong Xuan and Xuan Du came up together, and Yang Jian glanced at the girl who seemed to be the same as before, and said in a low voice: "You should try it with blood, after all, you snatched it."

"Hmph," Kong Xuan said coldly, "Who do you think I am, Kong Xuan? What is given to you is yours."

Xuandu urged beside him: "Give me a few more drops of mysterious blood, this egg might be a Taishi creature!"

Yang Jian was also shocked, and without being more polite to Kong Xuan, he forced out a few drops of mysterious blood from his fingertips, wrapped them in mysterious energy, and sent them to the periphery of the egg.

A small vortex faintly appeared on the eggshell, and a few drops of mysterious blood disappeared in the blink of an eye. The spirit patterns on it were brightly lit, and the spirit patterns began to rearrange!

"Come again!"

Xuan Du urged, his eyes were full of light, obviously very excited at this time.

Yang Jian forced out the mysterious blood again, and sent it to the spirit egg drop by drop, and various changes began to appear on the spirit egg.

Finally, the ninth drop of profound blood was absorbed by the spirit egg, and a few buzzing sounds were heard, and the spirit patterns on the eggshell flew out one by one, forming nine slowly rotating rings above and below the palm-sized snow-white spirit egg.

"Good stuff, good stuff!"

Xuan Du was full of admiration, his eyes were quite hot, and he kept trying to figure out the mystery of the nine rings.

A touch of Dao rhyme persisted, a few cracks appeared on the eggshell, and nine parallel rings began to shrink slowly.

Yang Jian asked: "Uncle Master knows this thing?"

Xuandu said seriously: "I can't determine the heel of this egg, but it is absolutely extraordinary. I probably know what these nine rings are. Let's go, let's find a hidden place first, otherwise there will be some commotion when the egg hatches later."

Yang Jian nodded immediately, Xuandu was just about to hold the spirit egg, but was gently pushed away by the nine spirit rings.

If Xuandu wanted to forcibly remove it, he could disperse the nine spirit rings, but naturally he would not be so violent.

And obviously, Xuandu's interest in these nine spirit rings is much higher than his interest in the spirit eggs themselves.

Kong Xuan didn't say a word, just kept blinking and pursing his lips, as if he was a bit sorry that such a treasure passed her by.

This is why there is no reason.

Yang Jian stretched out his left hand, and the panacea slowly landed in Yang Jian's palm with nine rings surrounding it up and down.

Xuandu smiled and shook his head, leading the way, the three of them went outside a saint's tomb that Xuandu had explored before, and used the saint's way to hide their bodies.

Most of the surroundings of the saint's tomb are lush and full of strange vegetation, but there is not a single 'living thing'.

The silence was eerie.

"What should I do again? Just wait?" Yang Jian asked.

Xuan Du smiled and said, "Hatching eggs is also a skill."

"Tch," Kong Xuan couldn't help laughing out loud, and the tree where the three of them were sitting was suddenly filled with flowers.

Xuandu began to observe the nine spiritual rings carefully, frowning in thought, pinching his fingers to calculate, and his eyes revealing memories, which made Yang Jian and Kong Xuan dare not disturb them.

There are more and more cracks on the eggshell.

Yang Jian took a look at Kong Xuan, frowned and muttered, "How did you become a woman so well?"

"What does it have to do with you?"

Kong Xuan choked out angrily, hugged his delicate arms, and slightly raised his head, "I haven't made up my mind about this, but I want to make up my mind recently, can't I?"

Yang Jian squeezed an ugly smile, and then began to study the spirit patterns on the outside of the egg.

I always feel that there is an avenue that has never been seen before in this spirit pattern, and I don't know what this avenue is.

Kong Xuan asked from the side: "Are you here to get the Sea God Pearl?"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded, and asked her back: "Is the enemy you're looking for right here?"

Kong Xuan shook his head and said in a low voice: "There are no living saints here anymore. I have been wandering here for a while, and there are quite a few ancient monks living in seclusion here, but there seems to be something wrong with their strength, and they are not our future enemies."

Yang Jian said: "Do you know what happened to Honghuang after you left?"

Kong Xuan sneered and said, "Since you are here, you must have won the battle by explaining the teachings. It's hard to guess."

"Alas," Yang Jian sighed with his hands behind his back, briefly describing the scene after the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation.

Kong Xuan was a little dismissive at first, but when he heard the latter, he accidentally showed a shocked expression.

Daoist Hongjun is the Qianhong Taoist who walked out from here; he was originally a saint who was seriously injured and survived when Taisu was destroyed. He hid in the saint's tomb in Xuandu City and tried to survive. In the end, he was still found by a powerful enemy.

"Tianyan Daozi... Chaos Clock..."

The corners of Kong Xuan's mouth twitched, and he sighed softly, "The Great God Pan Gu is a peerless powerhouse who defended the prehistoric world with his own power, and left all kinds of backhands..."

Yang Jian nodded and persuaded: "Since you have learned about this, don't go looking for those powerful enemies anymore. Even if we find them, we are afraid that there is nothing we can do to get them."

"I never do things halfway."

"But every combat power is precious to Honghuang," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, "You have already become a woman, so why not change your appearance, I was ordered by the sage master to subdue the chaos and use it for Honghuang, and I deeply feel that it is difficult to do it alone..."

"You mean, you want me to help you?" Kong Xuanxiu frowned, and looked away, "The reason."

Yang Jian thought for a while, and said seriously: "You have extraordinary supernatural powers and powerful abilities, which can make up for my shortcomings."

The corner of Kong Xuan's mouth twitched, "I mean, it's good."

"Hey!" Yang Jian's face changed from a positive one to a righteous one, "Brother Kong, heck, Fellow Daoists have the courage to fight for the Phoenix Clan and for the prehistoric and myriad spirits, I believe I can't misjudge anyone!

Obviously standing and talking without back pain.

Kong Xuan cursed dumbfoundingly: "In my opinion, you are blind in all three eyes."

Yang Jian touched his forehead, but his divine eyes were not revealed...

"So," Yang Jian coughed, approached Kong Xuan, and said in a low voice, "Help me, I'll ask Master to protect your Phoenix blood, how about it?"

Kong Xuan was silent, thinking quietly.

Yang Jian continued to flicker, "There are many masters in the Chaos Spirit Clan. If they can be recruited, they will be an extremely powerful force. If you join at this time, you will be the veteran and the greatest hero. I can also swear that I will not cut you a little bit of power in the future. How about it?"

"That's not bad..."

"That's natural," Yang Jian smiled calmly, "I'm a bit tied up in the prehistoric world, so why not fight outside and make a name for yourself. And...do you have any enemies?"

Kong Xuan snorted, and his eyes were a bit unfriendly.

"except me."

"That's gone."

Yang Jian suddenly squeezed an ugly smile, "Then I will let you punch ten times to vent your anger, how about we cancel our grievances?"

"You!" Kong Xuan gritted his teeth and cursed, "Don't bully people too much!"

Yang Jian laughed, "Just kidding, just kidding, I'll take it as your agreement. After we get out of here, let's act immediately. I have already placed the chess pieces, and I can directly open the situation...

Kong Xuan frowned and said, "Let me think about it for a while."

"Alright..."

"Okay, you two come here first," Xuandu greeted, and immediately attracted the two of you.

Just when Yang Jian fooled Kong Xuan into forming an alliance just now, the spirit egg was already covered with cracks, and the nine spirit rings slowly circled around, and the spirit talisman turned into grains of fine sand and penetrated into the cracks in the eggshell.

Yang Jian glanced at the spirit egg, and suddenly felt the joy and happiness emanating from the egg, which was simple but strong.

In the Taishi years, is it still prevalent to recognize the Lord by dripping blood?

"This egg should be a treasure that was buried with the saint's tomb. Judging from what the three Taoists said just now, it is still an extremely important treasure. Otherwise, it would not be possible to place it alone in the side hall."

Xuan Du looked at Yang Jian, and cursed with a smile: "What kind of luck is this for you, you have such great blessings after leaving the prehistoric world!"

Kong Xuan asked, "What about the nine-fold spiritual ring?"

"The spirit formation in the Taishi era has been lost in the Taiji era," Xuandu said, "Not to mention the Taisu era, the rumors about the spirit rings and spirit beasts have disappeared."

Kong Xuan blurted out: "Since this method has disappeared in ancient times, how did the Archmage know about it?"

"I have traveled through the ages in a dream," Xuandu said indifferently, "I have also been to Taishi, so I have some understanding of these things."

Yang Jian and Kong Xuan looked at each other, and there was some shock in their eyes.

Click...

The eggshell creaked softly, Xuandu raised his hand a little, and the nine spiritual rings turned into powder and penetrated into the crack of the eggshell.

"The method of spirit beasts only prevailed in the Taishi period. Taishi monks can practice together with spirit beasts." Xuandu said, "This spirit beast is not a creature you know. Rather than saying it is a spirit beast, it is better to say it is a 'Tao Beast', but the latter is too awkward to call."

"Tao beast?" Yang Jian was a little dizzy.

"Well, they are conceived by the Dao, and possess unimaginable power," Xuandu explained. "The Dao is not static, and there will be drastic changes in every era. The Dao in the early days is exactly the same as our Dao at this time... and cannot be compared."

Yang Jian nodded slightly when he heard the words, and stared at the eggshells that were beginning to fall off.

The three of them stared at the eggshell, but they also carefully used their spiritual sense to detect abnormalities around them.

Xuan Du sighed, "So you shouldn't have too much expectation. Although the spirit beast here is a nine-patterned spirit beast that is extremely precious in the Taishi era, and has the blessing of nine Dao principles, after all, it is the Dao rule in Taishi. It is incompatible with this time."

Yang Jian nodded, he didn't have any expectations at all, this egg was thrown to Xuandu by Kong Xuan, Xuandu threw it to him, and for some reason it started to hatch.

Chacha, chacha...

The snow-white eggshell began to fall off, and a palm-sized bird slowly stood up inside. It stared at Yang Jian with black eyes, spread its small wings, and let out a childish cry.

eagle?

Yang Jian felt a little strange feeling in his heart, looked at the young eagle, and unconsciously showed a little gentle smile.