The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The sudden change of mood made Yang Jian feel a little confused.

His understanding of himself is not as thorough as he thought before, and even the pictures he saw may be true or false.

Who can tell?

After leaving Yuquan Mountain, Yang Jian went to the underworld and walked around in the underworld. When he planned to return quietly, he was drawn into a familiar corner by the beam of light from the six-way reincarnation disk.

Streams, grasslands, and small white flowers bloomed, standing there quietly looking at the layers of white mist in the distance.

After the soil.

Yang Jian took two steps forward and was behind Houtu. Just as he was about to greet him, Houtu's soft voice reached his ears.

"You seem confused."

"Well, ma'am," Yang Jian sneered, "Actually, it's all right, Master has already solved my confusion..."

"You should have something to ask me," Hou Tu chuckled, turned around slowly, and stared at Yang Jian.

It was still that not-so-beautiful but charming face, the extremely pure eyes, the slightly thin and delicate body, and the ends of her hair fluttering in the breeze.

Yang Jian once thought that if he had the strength in the future, he would protect her from this place.

But now she understands that it's not that she can't go, it's just that she doesn't want to leave here.

All her yearning for the outside world has been sent out with Liu Ya.

"What do you want to ask me?" Hou Tu asked softly, raised a small hand, and stroked Yang Jian's tired cheeks, with a little pity in his eyes, "You are carrying too many things now."

Yang Jian shook his head and asked softly, "I originally wanted to ask, how did I get here when I came to Honghuang?"

Houtu blinked lightly, "It just floated over like this."

"Huh?" Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, "How did it float here?"

Hou Tu said: "You can't see a barrier, which is the foundation of stabilizing the world. There are two big formations in the prehistoric world, one to block the sea of ​​chaos, and the other to block the nothingness. At that time, I wanted to cultivate a reincarnation body, and I violated the taboo of turning from the virtual to the real. There was a moment of chaos in the heaven and earth, and a gap appeared in the barrier of the world that blocked the nothingness. You came through this gap and just passed by Liuya."

Her words were calm and calm, as if she was saying something that was nothing out of the ordinary.

"I……"

Yang Jian was at a loss for words for a while, and hurriedly asked, "What's at the other end of the gap?"

Houtu suddenly closed his mouth, looked at Yang Jian calmly, shook his head and said, "I can't talk to you right now, for fear that you will disturb your mood."

"The answer is actually you." Yang Jian was a little bit dumbfounded, and sighed softly, "Then let me ask you, if I'm right, how about you just nod?"

"Well, just ask."

"The land I came from doesn't belong to the Chaos Sea?"

Hou Tu blinked and nodded slightly.

Yang Jian's eyes lit up, and he asked again: "Where is the era after the prehistoric?"

Houtu shook his head lightly, and said: "I don't know, I just took a glimpse, and didn't see much."

"Then, did I follow a Dao rhyme when I came?"

Hou Tu thought about it carefully, then shook his head and said, "I didn't find any Dao rhyme. You should have come from outside the barrier of heaven and earth by accident. Have these troubled your practice?"

"No," Yang Jian stroked his chin and thought for a while, then felt dizzy again.

Heaven and Earth Barriers...

As long as the barriers between heaven and earth are broken, can we get the answer?

"Your Majesty, how can I see the barrier of heaven and earth that blocks nothingness?"

Hou Tu said softly: "To be in harmony with the way of heaven, or to transcend the realm of the prehistoric and desolate heaven. The barriers of heaven and earth are not real objects, but they are not nothing; between the virtual and the real, they are the barriers that allow the prehistoric people to truly stand in the sea of ​​chaos."

"A realm beyond the Dao of Heaven?" Yang Jian was a little confused, "Does Dao of Heaven also have a realm?"

"The way of heaven was born in the prehistoric world, and the prehistoric world was opened up by the Father God. The realm of the heavenly way is the realm when the Father God opened up the world," Houtu said softly, looking at Yang Jian, as if to cheer him up.

Yang Jian sat slumped in the sea of ​​flowers, and the hope that had just appeared was smashed to pieces again.

With his hands open, Yang Jian lay on the grass in a "big" shape, took a deep breath of the fragrance of vegetation, and a faint word "Dao" appeared on his forehead. The meditation method that Master Yuding used just now is still effective.

Soon, Yang Jian closed his eyes and rested his mind, gradually relaxing his tense spirit.

Houtu sat beside Yang Jian, quietly accompanying him, without saying anything, just looking into the distance as usual.

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Jian suddenly said, "Madam, I should go."

"Well," Houtu's fingers brushed Yang Jian's forehead, "Your divine eyes seem to have transcended the mystery of reincarnation, and I can't help you any more. If you worry about it in the future, come here and sit with me."

"Okay," Yang Jian nodded in agreement, and then asked, "How are Liuya and Xiaochan doing in Wa Palace?"

"They are all good. Saint Nuwa regarded them as closed disciples and taught them a lot of skills and magic weapons," Houtu said softly, "You should also know about the Nether Gorge in the North Sea. Those powerful enemies will come out of the abyss at some point and land on the wild land."

"They fight as soon as they come, not afraid of anything," Yang Jian wanted to talk about the witch clan, but he really didn't want her to worry about these things anymore.

All the words were in a smile, Yang Jian got up and walked forward, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

He no longer needs to be sent off by the earth, and he can directly return to the prehistoric Wubuzhou through the six-path reincarnation disk.

Perhaps, it is wrong and absurd to assume that I was accidentally brought to the prehistoric wilderness by Xuandu's imaginary journey.

Tracing back to the source, he was able to come to Honghuang because of the birth of Liuya. This is certain and fully proved.

He can only believe in this clue, and wait until he has enough strength to go all the way.

If you can't get the answer when you go to the end of the prehistoric world, then go to the end of the prehistoric desolate; if you can't get the answer after killing the powerful enemy, then keep searching up and down the river of true spirit.

Immortality can always solve the difficulties in the heart, and immortality can find the true meaning here.

In the prehistoric world, how can there be any truth?

How can everything be thorough on the road of practice?

Above Nanzhou, Yang Jian's incarnation returned again, followed Qingniu, and watched Qingniu's back going west.

At this time, Yang Jian's face had completely recovered, and he was comprehending something with his eyes closed. The cloud under him was slowly and distantly following Laojun and Qingniu, but Laojun didn't seem to notice Yang Jian.

In fact, Laojun's figure was watched by all parties in the world, and all the gods were wondering what Laojun was going to do.

Finally, Laojun stopped suddenly, sat on the back of the bull and quietly looked towards the northwest, which was the direction of Xiniu Hezhou.

Yang Jian felt a sudden sensation in his heart, and felt a pair of eyes piercing through the layers of clouds and mist, and fell on his face; he tried to meet these eyes, and felt an inexplicable artistic conception.

Water and fire coexist, yin and yang exist or not.

His gaze disappeared quickly, Yang Jian lowered his head in thought, and then suddenly understood something.

Laojun found himself, and took the initiative to hint him to do something.

At that moment, Yang Jian smiled, and the avatar flew towards the northwest with white clouds, leaving behind clouds along the way, and soon disappeared without a trace.

Laojun seemed to be asleep while riding a green bull. He was under a big tree and next to a lotus pond. In front of him was a dangerous mountain, and behind him was a continuous wilderness.

What is Laojun going to do?

Stop here... Are you tired? Still feel that Nanzhou secular world is over, and I want to go back to heaven or change to other places to preach Taoism?

Just when a great master from all over the Three Realms was puzzled, he suddenly heard three bells ringing from Hezhou, Xiniu, and the sky was full of rays of light.

A figure appeared at the foot of the Lingshan Mountain in the Western Sect Saint Dojo, and was climbing up the stairs.

Yang Jian.

Of course, to be precise, it was the incarnation that Yang Jian left behind in Honghuang.

When Yang Jian walked to the mountain gate halfway up the mountain, many of the eyes from the Three Realms that had been watching Laojun turned to him, thinking about why Yang Jian suddenly visited the Western Church.

As for whether there is any connection between the actions of Yang Jian and Laojun, this is even less known.

Above Lingxiao Palace, Taibai Jinxing whispered a few words forward, the Jade Emperor frowned, and said with a smile: "What is he doing in the Western Church?"

"This, the old minister doesn't know."

The Jade Emperor glanced down and said with a smile: "In this case, Aiqing, you can use the cloud mirror technique. Today's court meeting has just passed, and all Aiqings are tired, so why don't you just watch the excitement."

Watch the fun...

It is really strange that these three words came out of the mouth of the Jade Emperor.

But since the Jade Emperor made the decree, Taibai Jinxing didn't dare to talk too much, so he opened the cloud mirror technique to clearly reveal the situation at the gate of the Western Sect.

There was a little commotion in Lingxiao Palace because they saw Yang Jian.

"What are you going to do, brother?" Nezha muttered, and then his eyes lit up, "Could it be that you are going to smash the lair of the Western Sect?"

"Nezha! Don't speak wild words!" Li Jing reprimanded, but Nezha didn't take it seriously, looking at the situation at the gate of the Western Sect saint's dojo with bright eyes.

It was expected that at this time, most of the monks who saw Yang Jian's whereabouts were concerned about a problem.

Why did Yang Jian go to the West to teach the dojo?

Such a person who does not hide, does not disappear, walks upright from the foot of the mountain, and climbs up the stairs should be going to worship the mountain.

It's just that Yang Jian's disagreement with the Western religion is no longer news. Will Yang Jian go to worship the mountain?

It's about the same as kicking the hall.

At the mountain gate of the Western Sect Dojo, four burly Vajras holding a demon pestle blocked Yang Jian's way.

"True Monarch Qingyuan Miaodao, stop here, this place is an important place for my teaching, please explain the purpose of coming here."

"Why am I here?"

Yang Jian laughed softly, "I'm here to discuss the Tao. Is the second sage of your family in the mountain? I think my way is much higher than the Tao taught by you in the West. I hereby sit down and discuss the Tao. I will meet your second sage for a while."

The four King Kong glanced at each other, suddenly a little confused and overwhelmed.

But looking at Yang Jian's serious face, a somewhat haughty posture, and even a touch of aloofness, and the madness that doesn't put others in the eyes at all...

They didn't hear wrong just now.

it's just... this...

Sitting with a sage and discussing the Tao, and there is no courtesy to the sage by name, with an arrogant attitude...

Is this guy crazy?

In Lingxiao Palace, the corners of the mouths of a group of gods twitched, and Zhao Gongming held their foreheads with one hand.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

Nezha burst out laughing suddenly, and Li Jing quickly stretched out his hand to stop him, but he didn't expect the sound of laughter to be heard from the high throne, but it was the Jade Emperor clapping his hands and laughing.

At that moment, a group of courtiers looked at each other in blank dismay, but they still echoed His Majesty the Jade Emperor, and all of them laughed.

Are you laughing that Erlang Zhenjun is overconfident?

"Hahaha, Gu's nephew is really powerful. After sweeping Gu's face, he ran to find the Western Saint's bad luck!"

this……

No matter how it sounds, it's a bit...the taste of adding insult to injury.