The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"You caused my sect to almost fall apart, and even sent many of my classmates to the list of gods with your own hands, but now you let me out here to help you?"

Yun Xiao's words were only slightly ironic, "Yang Jian, are you here to joke with me?"

Yang Jian arched his hands, and sat beside the cave as an incarnation, and said with a smile: "Master, I will stay here for three or four hours, how about sitting down and talking?"

"I have nothing to talk to you about."

Yun Xiao's expression was displeased, and he sat back to his old seat with the jug in hand, and began to drink by himself as if no one else was around, while admiring the beautiful scenery of the distant mountains.

Yang Jian sat at the side a little bit abruptly, closed his eyes and rested for a while, let Mo Shuo on the main body return to the prehistoric, and slowly opened his eyes again.

The main body is here to rescue Yunxiao from the cave, and he wants to break the restriction of Master Sanqing, so this incarnation of himself is not enough to look at.

Before the main body arrives, Yang Jian always has to convince Yun Xiao first.

Where to start?

Yang Jian himself was stunned for a while, sitting there sorting out his thoughts.

"Senior Uncle and Uncle Xuandu should be considered familiar." Yang Jian asked, trying to break the deadlock.

Yun Xiao didn't pay attention to him, just drinking and looking at the mountains, as if he put his mind on the pure white above the snow-capped mountains, not wanting to be defiled by Yang Jian's voice.

Yang Jian said from the side, "Master Xuandu made an appointment with me when he was enshrining the gods. He asked me to guard the city of Xuandu for ten thousand years. After conferring the gods, I went there and saw a lot. I also learned about the catastrophe that Hong Huang was facing."

"When conferring the gods, I was a disciple of Chanjiao. Even if I knew there was something hidden behind the conferred gods, my priority was my own and Chanjiao's interests. In the eyes of my uncle, did my nephew do anything wrong?"

"Although I am a little shameless for saying this myself, I still don't regret it; if Fengshen comes again, I will still protect myself first, and then care about teaching, and then I will be the Taoist."

Yun Xiao glanced at Yang Jian, snorted softly, but still didn't speak.

It would be great if she opened her mouth, and Yang Jian could follow her words and follow the tricks. Only in this way would he be able to 'defeat the enemy'.

But Yunxiao kept a straight face and didn't speak, which made Yang Jian, who was already a little embarrassed, completely unable to do anything.

If it doesn't work, go to Master Sanqing and ask for an order.

Yang Jian sighed slowly, and continued: "I know that when conferring the gods, there were many calculations and schemes, and some people seemed to use me as a spearman, so why didn't I take advantage of this strength to rise with the wind?"

"What Fengshen did was to kill that Qianhong. I witnessed that battle with my own eyes. Even though all the saints put so much thought into it, they still only won by a single line."

"With a slight difference, Qian Hong was killed, and Hong Huang was able to stand up to face the future enemies..."

Yun Xiao suddenly interrupted Yang Jian's words. She took a sip of wine and asked coldly, "What do you mean, but let me let go of my prejudice against you and dedicate myself to the prehistoric?"

"Master, why do you have to speak so harshly?"

"Whether the words are ugly or not, that's the way it is."

"Then I won't deny it," Yang Jian looked at the peerless uncle in front of him, who was colder than the Xue Sheng residual spirit, and his attitude that was about to be tough suddenly softened.

In the catastrophe of conferred gods, when San Xiao came off the stage, he didn't intend to teach the lives of the twelve golden immortals, otherwise they wouldn't just cut their cultivation base.

But in exchange, two saints appeared, Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao died tragically and entered the list of gods, and Yun Xiao was also crushed under the Qilin Cliff...

What they suffered was much higher than what they should have suffered.

Perhaps this was a bitter strategy used by Master Sanqing to paralyze Qianhong, but now that Qianhong is dead, no one has come forward to say sorry to the three sisters.

What Yun Xiao is complaining about is actually not difficult to figure out.

"Master Sanqing schemed against Qianhong, but he did it out of necessity. Does Master know who those formidable enemies are?"

"Hmph." Yun Xiao snorted coldly, without saying a word.

Of course she didn't know, in fact, there are only a few people in the prehistoric world who know how to follow those powerful enemies.

The other monks only know that Daxiu, who intends to destroy Honghuang, is hiding under the Nether Stream in the North Sea, watching Honghuang.

"Master, let me explain to you," Yang Jian said, "Master Uncle Xiantian Wutai should understand that after the first creation of the Great Mist, five great worlds appeared in the Chaos Sea, and they are also the root and source of the Great Desolation."

"Taisu, which is closest to us, was destroyed by a powerful enemy. Xuandu City is the ruins left by Taisu. There were forty-nine saints in Taisu, meritorious saints, great saints, and even a half-step Xeon, but they were still no match for those powerful enemies. When Taisu was destroyed, only one Xeon appeared."

"Taisu was created by a group of beings who survived the last catastrophe. The last catastrophe was in the Taiji Realm. There were unknown saints, but there should be more than forty-nine saints. When Taiji was destroyed, only four supreme beings showed up."

"Before Taiji was Taishi. In Taishi, there were ninety-nine Daoist saints, two or three half-step superpowers, and countless meritorious saints. They were still destroyed by these powerful enemies. There were nine superpowers who destroyed Taishi..."

Yun Xiao suddenly asked: "What kind of realm is Xeon?"

"Uh... above the sage, he can master the two avenues of the sage at the same time. A sage can break free from the shackles of heaven and earth, immortal; the most powerful should break free from the shackles of primordial, truly immortal."

After Yang Jian explained this sentence, Yun Xiao couldn't help frowning and thinking.

Yang Jian sighed softly, and said in a low voice: "In the eyes of these powerful people, we are actually just a small group of Taisu remnants preserved by Pangu's divine power."

"What does all this have to do with me?" Yun Xiao took a sip of the fairy wine, "How many people are there among you immortals who are willing to give up their lives for righteousness? Why don't you go to them to help you, and you have to come to me?"

"Because I can trust my uncle, and my uncle's cultivation base is transcendent, not far from the realm of saints, so I can be alone."

"Joke, but I can't trust you!"

Yang Jian spread his hands, "I can't dig out my heart and show it to you, uncle. This time is not that time, the Conferred God has come to an end, and the master of Sanqing has never broken his face. You have resentment in your heart, uncle. After I rescue the uncle, the uncle will just beat me up."

Just to help myself verify to what extent the strength of the physical body has increased.

Of course, the second half of the sentence cannot be said, otherwise Yun Xiao would have to turn around and leave.

"What's the use of beating you?" Yun Xiao's voice became less cold, "The elder brother and the two younger sisters are suffering in the heavenly court, and if I kill you, how can we get them off the list of gods?"

"This, it's really not easy to break free," Yang Jian pondered a little.

Was it conditional on rescuing Zhao Gongming, Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao from the list of gods, coaxing Yun Xia to help her first?

No, this cannot be done at all; even if Daoist Tianyan made a move, he might not be able to bring Zhao Gongming and others out of the list of gods.

Because they are relying on the list of gods to survive at this time.

Even if the heavenly scriptures are miraculous and the Conferred Gods List has great powers, giving them the same cultivation base, physical body, and primordial spirit as before, they still cannot break free from the Conferred Gods List.

Even if it breaks free, it is only half useless, and the Dao foundation still does not exist.

Yang Jian understands this, even if Yun Xiao doesn't know it at this time, he will figure it out soon, and using this as an exchange is tantamount to digging a hole and jumping on his own...

Or can only be moved with emotion and understand it with reason.

But the atmosphere became dull again, Yun Xiao sipped the fairy wine, and Yang Jian sat there trying to find a topic.

Come and go, two or three hours pass in the blink of an eye.

Yang Jian smacked his lips and said again: "Master, do you know what kind of errand I came to invite you out of the mountain for?"

"I don't know, I don't want to know."

"Master, why don't you listen to me, this kind of secret, the struggle and helplessness here really make people have nowhere to complain."

At the moment, Yang Jian taught Master Xuandu the method of controlling the spirit race, he ran around to build the Black Spirit Kingdom, and now he has conquered a corner of the Chaos Sea, and he introduced it to Yunxiao.

Yun Xiaoxiu frowned slightly, looking at Yang Jian with a somewhat complicated look.

"Yang Jian, do you have selfish intentions?"

"Yes, if there is no selfishness, there is no public interest." Yang Jian said, "My selfishness is to protect the world where my family lives. After defeating powerful enemies, I can live in peace forever."

"I'm not asking about your selfishness," Yun Xiao looked at Yang Jian. "Such masters have been bred in the sea of ​​chaos, and the number of these masters has accumulated to a terrifying level. With the power in your hands at this time, it is not difficult to overthrow the prehistoric world. If you have selfishness, where is the world?"

Yang Jian said: "Master Sage chose me, and I don't know why they trust me so much. But at least, I don't covet the position of the Supreme Being of the Three Realms, and I don't want anyone to listen to my orders."

After a pause, Yang Jian said something 'not too prehistoric'.

"Forcing one's will on others, that's what crazy people like to do."

Yun Xiao still frowned slightly.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Since Uncle Master doesn't trust me, why don't you come and be a general next to me and supervise my every move at any time; just like Kong Xuan and Chu Qi, conquer a sea of ​​chaos and master enough power to balance us."

Hearing this, Yun Xiao frowned more and more.

"Kong Xuan? He will work hard for you."

"He didn't sacrifice his life for me, he sacrificed his life for the Feng Clan, which is considered to be for Honghuang." Yang Jian shook his head slowly, "Master, come too. With Master here, I can feel at ease in my practice."

Yun Xiao was silent, thinking quietly, and seemed to be quite moved.

It's not for Yang Jian's life, it's to protect Honghuang, to balance this somewhat terrifying force, and to summon the boundless Chaos Spirit Race when a strong enemy comes, to advance and retreat with Honghuang...

The Great Desolation only occupies a corner of the Chaos Sea;

And the prehistoric sentient beings are just a small group of "remnants" who were saved by God Pangu after the destruction of Taisu.

remnants...

"Without Teacher Taiqing's decree, how can you save me?"

Yang Jian looked up at the sky, and then the avatar closed its eyes, kept the sitting posture with its head up, and was silent.

A black shadow descended from the sky and was about to land in front of Qilin Cliff. The shuttle disappeared, and only a figure fell straight down.

'Another one' Yang Jian appeared, without saying a word, stretched out a hand towards the entrance of the cave.

During the pursuit of Yin and Yang, a Taiji diagram slowly opened, trying to stop the big hand; but Yang Jian clenched his fist from his palm, and lightly shook the center of the Taiji imprint, and the Taiji diagram returned to Yin and Yang.

This shock was as light as lifting a weight, but it contained a reason that Yun Xiao couldn't understand.

"Master, please."

Yang Jian made a gesture of invitation, and Yun Xiao looked at the entrance of the cave in front of him, feeling a little lost.

This broke?

really……