The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Master Mo.

From the countless puppets inside the nine walls of Xuandu City, to Mo Suo in Yang Jian's hands, and the unimaginable means of absorbing the broken saint's way...

When Yang Jian met and talked with Master Mo last time, Master Mo gave Yang Jian many treasures, the cabinet full of spiritual treasures...

It should have been thought that this big guy is good at refining weapons.

The foundation of the way of puppets is the way of refining weapons!

Stepping on the Qiankun mustard seeds in the wall again, Yang Jian was still a little shocked; looking at the huge formations and the 'gears' turning out of thin air, the design of the word 'clever' was revealed everywhere.

Because there has been no war in Xuandu City recently, the puppets that were lost in the previous war have been fully replenished, and the large formation here has not yet been opened.

It's a bit regrettable that we can no longer see the countless puppets being manufactured like an 'assembly line'.

One in front and one behind, the two stood on a piece of iron armor, and the iron armor slowly floated in the air, this time heading towards a hut.

"You seem to have never used the dress I gave you," Master Mo said indifferently, "Do you think it's useless?"

Yang Jian glanced at the corner of the black tortoise belt, and quietly folded the black black robe there, and hurriedly said: "The gift from the senior is a treasure, and the junior is worried that it will be damaged. What's more, there is no opponent who can make the junior wear that robe at this time."

The old man seemed to have just woken up, and his energy gradually rose.

He is also a puppet, a puppet refined by himself, and it is exactly like this that he escaped the catastrophe of that year and survives to this day.

"There is no strong enemy worthy of you wearing that robe? Then why are you looking worried today?"

"this……"

Yang Jian was a little embarrassed, "This junior has indeed encountered some troubles. The original weapon was destroyed in a fight, and now we urgently need a magic weapon to deal with the enemy."

While talking, when the two arrived at the hut, Master Mo walked over slowly with his hands behind his back.

A low table and two futons flew out of the hut. The old man walked over and sat down cross-legged, "Sit down."

"Thank you senior."

"In the prehistoric world, a virtuous saint has been replaced. This matter must have something to do with you."

"Yes," Yang Jian nodded in response.

Master Mo said indifferently: "It's taboo to change generals just before the battle, and it's even more taboo to do so when facing those powerful enemies. In today's era, there are only a few saints. If you continue to rely on your own profound skills, you will be unscrupulous and change the rules of the world with your own selfish desires. I am afraid that your only chance of winning will be wiped out."

Yang Jian was taken aback for a moment, and then a little enlightenment appeared in his heart.

I did overlook one thing before.

He fought against Zhunti and forced Zhunti to death. In the end, Zhunti fell to the saint, and Tianyan Daozi came forward to intercede.

From Yang Jian's point of view, he didn't do anything wrong, even if judged by all living beings, Yang Jian is still on the side of morality.

However, in that battle, Yang Jian stepped on the face of the "Six Sages" under his feet, breaking the deep-rooted reverence that the prehistoric monks had for saints.

If the world is in danger in the future, the influence of the Six Sages will be greatly reduced.

Originally, the "Six Saints" would become the pillar and hope of many monks. Not all the creatures in the world can face those powerful beings on their own. Most people need a banner.

These were all things Yang Jian hadn't considered, even if he had considered them when he started, he wouldn't have hesitated at all.

But a few words from Master Mo made Yang Jian realize that he was still a little too impulsive when he was not thinking carefully.

If there is no plan to succeed the Six Sages and become another banner, the Six Sages will still be respected in the future.

Of course, now the new Six Saints.

"Thank you senior for waking up."

"Well, your comprehension is very good. Now that you have reached this point, the burden on your shoulders is getting heavier and heavier. Tell me, what worries do you have?"

Yang Jian murmured for a few moments, and told Master Mo about his restlessness in the past six months.

He didn't say what Huanglong reminded him, but Master Mo opened his mouth and said: "Then you really need to be more careful. Although those powerful enemies are conceited and arrogant, they will desperately kill the monks who pose a threat to them. At that time, Pan was also at the most critical moment of breakthrough, and the most powerful man appeared to slaughter Taisu sentient beings, so Pan had to give up retreat and forcibly fight against the most powerful man."

Yang Jian hurriedly asked: "Did God Pangu win or lose the battle back then?"

Master Mo said: "If you lose, it's not too bad a loss. It's probably just a loss for both sides. Otherwise, where did you come from?"

"The meaning of the predecessors, the reason why I am restless is indeed because... I was targeted by the strongest?"

"Probably not," Master Mo said indifferently, "You are not qualified yet."

Yang Jian was speechless for a while, feeling a little embarrassed.

Master Mo said: "Do you think the only enemy is Xeon? What Taisu faced back then was actually a group of masters from the Taiji era. They also have their own men. Although the number is not too many, they are really difficult to deal with."

"Senior, you mean that the underlings of the Xeon are eyeing me?"

"That's right, the reason why you are uneasy should be that you have met them before. Your profound body has detected the threat, but you have not been able to see through it."

Yang Jian was stunned for a moment, and faces appeared in front of his eyes, as if his body had memorized these messages long ago, but only now did he really realize what these messages meant.

That is……

Fifteen people who came from the Heavenly Court?

The other party was among the fifteen people who came to declare the decree!

Yang Jian stood up suddenly, turned around and was about to run back, but stopped again.

There are priorities and priorities.

If he directly kills the Heavenly Court like this, it will have no other effect except scaring the snake, and it will only be counterproductive.

You can only forge a good weapon first, increase your combat power to the peak that you can reach at this time, find out the details of the opponent, and then kill him with one blow!

Yang Jian sat back on the futon, held out the Yuantu sword with both hands, and took out half of the blade of the Abi sword and the hill-like precious material from the black turtle belt.

"Also ask my predecessors to build a weapon for me."

"Okay, I will do my best to help you. Tell me first, what kind of weapon do you want? Although the spear is brave, it doesn't change enough."

Waves of mysterious energy burst out from Yang Jian's hands, and the mysterious energy slowly condensed, forming the appearance of a long spear.

Naturally, it was still the three-piece double-edged gun.

...

Just over an hour after Yang Jian entered Xuandu City, the avatar that had been guarding Xuandu City and hadn't been touched for many years hurriedly returned to the Black Spirit Realm instead of Yang Jian.

The avatar went straight to the main hall, stopped Kong Xuan and others from their busy work, and called Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan.

Kong Xuan muttered puzzledly: "What's the trouble? Just as the real body left, the avatar came running over again. Aren't your avatars and you the same heart?"

"Wait until Xin Ke and Xiao Lan arrive."

Yang Jian forced a smile with a serious face.

Although Kong Xuan usually spared no effort to hate Yang Jian, but in such a situation, he would not be too contemptuous.

They sat beside Yang Jian and waited for a while, Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan came together.

Yang Jian began to order: "Xin Ke, blockade all parts of Hei Ling Kingdom, close the entrances and exits, push the power of the large formation to the maximum, and open the protective formations in the capital and the main hall."

Ao Xinke was taken aback for a moment, then immediately nodded in response, and left in a hurry as soon as she came, without asking any more questions.

"Lan'er, let the masters sent back stand still, and report any changes at any time."

"Well," Xiao Lan turned and chased after Ao Xinke.

Huang Long hurriedly said: "What's the matter? Have you found an opponent?"

"I found it," Yang Jian touched his face, "it's true that a family is like a treasure. There is an old man in Xuandu City who is a great power in Tai Sushi. He reminded me of a few things."

"What is it?"

"We have always focused our attention on the strongest. Although we have known for a long time that the methods of the strongest are endless, there may be countless masters who listen to their orders, but we have never set our sights on these masters."

"The most powerful are strong, but they have already surpassed the realm of saints. They will definitely not do everything by themselves. They must have many subordinates. According to the old senior, those who often stand in the front are the... saints under these most powerful men."

"Most of the Taisu Realm was destroyed by the monks of the Taiji Realm—those Taiji monks who surrendered to the most powerful people like potential ghosts. And what I saw that day, there should be such existence."

"If it weren't for the Daoist sage, it would be impossible for me to be uneasy."

After Yang Jian said something, Huang Long was confused, and the others were lost in thought.

Huang Long turned his head to look left and right, and complained helplessly: "Don't half-talk, what's going on? When did you see it?"

Kong Xuan and Yun Xiao blurted out almost at the same time: "Someone from Heaven?"

"That's right, the other party should be mixed among those gods and generals who don't seem to have a good cultivation base." Yang Jian clenched his fists, "I should have thought about it a long time ago. The other party can use Qianhong as a chess piece to calculate Hong Huang from the beginning of the sky. It's not surprising that there are a few more Qianhongs!"

Yun Xiaoxiu frowned slightly, "Sage of the Great Dao? Are you sure?"

"It shouldn't be wrong," Yang Jian looked at Yun Xiao, "Are you wondering why the other party didn't directly attack and kill me that day?"

Chi Jingzi supported his beard and said: "The other party should be wary. Although the sea of ​​chaos is difficult to cross, it is not difficult for the Daoist sage to escape here."

Ao Fangtian also murmured: "Indeed, Yang Jian, you are thick-skinned and resistant to beatings. Those guys don't have the means to kill with one blow. If you expose them rashly, you may fall into a situation like Qianhong, especially now that Daozi Tianyan has become a saint..."

"The other party may just come here to find out the reality of this place," Kong Xuan said, "If they show up again, I'm afraid they will not be as simple as a great saint."

"The enemy is in the dark, but I am in the light," Yang Jian sighed, "This time I am quite passive. In the next three years, everyone will gather here to give the opponent some deterrence."

Kong Xuan asked: "Three years? What can you do?"

"Create a weapon," Yang Jian clenched his fists, with a little light in his eyes, "Speaking of forging a weapon, there is one more thing, Kong Xuan, do you have the Phoenix Real Fire? My real fire is too useless and I need a kindling."

"Do you need Phoenix True Fire to make weapons?" Kong Xuan frowned slightly, "What do you want to do?"

"The senior asked for it by name. He said that if you don't move, you will shock the world. In addition to the phoenix true fire, you need nine other real fires. The senior has three kinds, the true fire of fusion, the flame of balance, and the flame of pure world. They are all collected when the Taisu world is shattered."

"I have one kind, which is the firewood gifted by the predecessors of the Suiren clan. This fire is also called the real fire of reincarnation. Now, apart from the real fire of Phoenix, there are four more types missing."

Huang Long asked, "Which four kinds?"

"The real fire of the sun and the real fire of the yin that can ignite the origin of heaven and earth are also easy to find. They can be collected from the star cores of the sun star and the yin star. I have to ask Tianyan Daozi about the remaining two. They are called Void Spirit and Nirvana."

Ao Fangtian couldn't help but smiled wryly and said: "What kind of weapon is this going to make? The fire of melting Tao that saints have when they die, the flame of balance that is legendary when heaven and earth are destroyed, and the flame of purifying the world that gathers the hatred of all beings...The reincarnation fire and the fire of nirvana are the most difficult to find, but you and Kong Xuan have no difficulty here.

"It's just the flames used to forge divine soldiers." Yang Jian rubbed his brows, slumped on the seat, and sighed, "The few treasures that the old man asked for by name are even more troublesome. But treasures can be replaced, and these nine flames must be."

A voice suddenly came from the side:

"Void spirit fire, I have it."

Yang Jian couldn't help being taken aback.