The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The Sun Star, also known as the Golden Crow Star, is the transformation of the eyes of Pangu God, and belongs to Yin and Yang with the Taiyin Star.

This big star exuding the power of endless yang fire, its light shines on the prehistoric five continents, and also projects into all the worlds, opening up one after another livable places for all living beings.

The sun star once gave birth to the Jinwu clan of the ancient demon emperor. Since then, Emperor Jun and Donghuang Taiyi have been born, adding many legends and allusions to this big star.

But when Yang Jian sneaked in, what Sun Xing saw was a desolation.

The Great Hall of the Golden Crow has completely collapsed, and some broken spiritual treasures, precious materials, and corpses that cannot be melted by the flames of the sun star are scattered all over the place, and the tragedy of the ancient war can be vaguely seen.

For the Yaozu, Yang Jian was not happy in his heart.

However, Yang Jian admired Di Jun and Donghuang Taiyi who single-handedly formed the demon clan, established the ancient demon court, and even more powerfully overwhelmed the witch clan.

Although the rise of the monster clan was secretly promoted by Taoist Qianhong, Dijun and Donghuang were able to stand out among the innate powers, subdue masters like the ten demon saints, and even make the demon master Kunpeng submit to the front of the palace.

In such a comparison, even the Jade Emperor, who has become a major force and commands the Three Realms, is somewhat inferior to these two.

The flames on the periphery of the sun star are just ordinary real fire, and the real sun fire can only be collected around the extremely high temperature star core.

Yang Jian's mysterious body is naturally not afraid of flames, even if he sleeps surrounded by the real fire of the sun at this time, it will not hurt the slightest.

Also collecting three real fires, Yang Jian turned around and retreated, and went to the South China Sea quietly.

Ao Fangtian had already informed the Dragon Clan about the Shuiluo Star Pattern Iron with the Dragon Clan's secret method, and all the masters of the Dragon Clan gathered in the South China Sea, fearing that someone would interfere and destroy the Shuiluo Star Pattern Iron.

When Yang Jian came, the Dragon King of the South China Sea exchanged some greetings, and then took Yang Jian straight to the bottom of the South China Sea, where he found the source of seawater in the South China Sea—the sea eye.

"As much as you need, my sister-in-law can take it himself."

"Thank you, brother," Yang Jian cupped his hands, probably weighed the weight of the five fire-breaking dragon stones Xia Kongxuan gave him, and resisted the force of Haiyan's tearing, and found the specially marked Shuiluoxing pattern iron.

The Wuhuo Duanlong Stone is shaped like a goose egg, but the Shuiluoxing iron is like a dry bamboo, which is quite strange.

Gently everything with the Xuangang, took half a foot long and the thickness of a baby's arm, and wrapped it in Xuanqi, and placed it deep in the Xuangui belt, and Yang Jian withdrew from the sea eye.

Yang Jian took the real fire and precious materials so easily that there was almost no resistance, so he spent a little time in Guanghan Palace.

As the number one thug against powerful enemies in the future, he wants to forge weapons, so he can naturally use all the rare treasures in the whole prehistoric place.

But if Hong Huang couldn't find it, Yang Jian had to find a way by himself.

After bidding farewell to the Dragon King of the South China Sea, Yang Jian hastily sneaked into the Netherworld, turned into a wisp of smoke and entered the Six Paths of Reincarnation.

He didn't need to show his aura, the now sanctified Houtu naturally knew who had broken into the Six Paths of Reincarnation Disk, and directly connected him to that spiritual realm.

It is still a secluded riverside where Bana flowers bloom all year round.

Houtu formed a hut here, Yang Jian was standing in front of the hut when he appeared, and Houtu was stepping out from the door.

"Are you here to get this?" Houtu said softly, and opened his plain hand, in which there were two... petals the size of fingernails shining with colorful light.

"Nine Nether Broken Spirit Diamonds?"

"Well, I've collected these in weak water these years, so I'll take them with you," Houtu took out a small purse, put the two petals in it, and handed the purse to Yang Jian.

Houtu's eyes were always gentle, "I just don't know if it's enough for you."

Yang Jian took the purse, but it was surprisingly heavy.

He didn't say thank you, just smiled and said: "It should be enough."

"Go quickly, don't waste time with me," Houtu said softly, "I thought Daozi Tianyan would be your enemy, but I never thought that this situation will happen today. I am in the Netherworld, and I can't help you too much. Remember, if you are not sure about defending against the enemy, don't be brave and pretend to be victorious."

"Well, then I'll go back," Yang Jian made a salute, and Houtu reached out with his left hand, pointing his fingers at the back of Yang Jian's hand, and Yang Jian's figure gradually faded.

Hou Tu stood in front of the thatched cottage with a slight smile. It seemed to be a picture of a beautiful woman drawn with a few simple strokes, but it was memorable and could not be forgotten for a long time.

Out of the six reincarnation discs, Yang Jian's incarnation of cloud and mist lingered for a while, and just now he got into the ground above, and his figure disappeared.

...

Next to the old road of the Yellow River, in a tea shed in the common world.

In the eyes of mortal merchants traveling from south to north, Kong Xuan and Feng Wu were too dazzling. If it wasn't for the chilling killing intent on Kong Xuan, there might be many mortals who couldn't help but greet each other at this time.

That would really be a bloody situation.

Compared to Kong Xuan's arrogance and coldness, Feng Wu appeared much more dignified and gentle. She also purposely hid her light red hair color. She was really like an ordinary fairy, with only a ethereal aura about her body.

Shifeng spirit bird stood on Kong Xuan's slender shoulders, staring intently at the muddy Yellow River, as if meditating on something.

They have been in this tea shed for a day and a night, Shi Feng Lingniao didn't say to leave, Feng Wu and Kong Xuan didn't dare to make unnecessary movements.

"Why doesn't he leave some escape for himself?" Shifeng Lingniao finally spoke, with a bit of loneliness in his words.

"Is mother talking about Zulong?"

"What ancestral dragon, it's just the name of Anshang, the descendant of Honghuang," Shifeng Lingniao sighed softly, and there was a little memory in the eyes of the divine bird.

And Shifeng Lingniao also seems to have opened up the chatterbox, Kong Xuan told a lot about the past.

Naturally, the voice of their conversation cannot be heard by mortals.

In the time of Taisu, the dragon and phoenix clans were regarded as the two most powerful clans in the heavens, and they had always had hatred. Shifeng and Zulong came out of the same generation, and they were both the proud sons of heaven when the Taisu world was at its peak.

Taisu's final battle broke out, and the masters of the two clans were killed and injured. The younger generation Shifeng and Zulong took charge of the Phoenix clan and the Dragon clan successively.

Taisu fell into the final battle of catastrophe, but the two of them fought side by side with God Pangu, and they were considered to be one of the few strong Taisu who survived to the end.

It's a pity that after the end of Taisu Tribulation, Chaos Sea Road was once again in chaos, and Zulong and Shifeng regretted losing their chance to become saints...

Although Longfeng is now a mortal enemy, but thinking of the high-spirited things in the past, the old enemy of the opponent all the time is actually a kind of confidant.

Now, the first phoenix has transformed into a spirit, but the ancestral dragon has fallen for many years, and it has turned into the Yellow River that helps the rise of the human race and continues the luck of the dragon race.

"It's not too bad for my family to go to Buddhism now," Shifeng Lingniao said, "You have a good relationship with Yang Jian, and you call each other brothers, just like you were a mother and Pan in the past. This may be the blessing of our ancestors, so that we can have more confidence in continuing our family fortune in this catastrophe."

Kong Xuan glanced at Feng Wu, and said in a low voice: "Mother, in fact, I have already made a gentleman's agreement with Yang Jian. He will marry Feng Wu and continue the bloodline of my Feng family."

Feng Wu's face turned red immediately, bit her lip, but she still didn't dare to say anything, just bowed her head and listened.

"This kid is not bad." Shifeng Lingniao looked at Feng Wu, "So, you should teach Feng Wu more about cultivation. If his cultivation only stops here, he might not be worthy of Yang Jian."

"Mother, Yang Jian is really the reincarnation of the ancient sage?"

"Ancient Sage?" Shifeng Lingniao's 'face' showed a bit of yearning, "His previous life is far from being described by the word Ancient Sage. It is a realm that neither you nor I can imagine. If there is no crossing, I am afraid that in the life and death of countless true spirits, it is still just a ration for a group of strong people to maintain their own strength."

Kong Xuan nodded thoughtfully, "But..."

"But what?"

"Mother, I don't know why, but I'm always worried about Yang Jian. When I met him, he was always thinking about his teacher's school. Now, he just changed his teacher's school to Honghuang... I'm afraid that he will suddenly lose all his energy, and he will be devastated."

Kong Xuan said a few words softly, and said in a low voice: "My mother taught me back then, if I can't learn to live for myself, and just go around for the Feng Clan, I can only achieve nothing in the end. Yang Jian, I'm afraid it's the same..."

Shifeng Lingniao said: "I don't know Yang Jian very well, so I can't comment on it. If you are worried about these things, you might as well guide him."

Kong Xuan blinked and looked at his mother in disbelief, "Me? Mother, how could the child guide him?"

"The state of mind has nothing to do with cultivation," Shifeng Lingniao thought for a while, "If Yang Jian can't recognize what he wants, then his mind is not clear. Even though his understanding is amazing and he has many opportunities, if there is a gap in the Taoist heart, there will be great danger."

"Then how to guide?"

"That's what you need to worry about, and being the mother is not Yang Jian's close friend," Shifeng Lingniao said indifferently, which gave Kong Xuan a headache.

Shifeng Lingniao said: "Go and find him."

Kong Xuan responded, brushed his palm, and the three figures disappeared in the eyes of the surrounding mortals, leaving only some gold and silver items on the table, and it is unknown whose pocket Kong Xuan took them from.

They went to wait in the sky, Kong Xuan let out his own breath, and within half an hour, Yang Jian lifted off from Huaguo Mountain and quickly found it.

After coming out of Netherworld, Yang Jian went to see the monkey.

The little monkey has already become acquainted with the group of monkeys, and now the time is short, and he has not become the monkey king yet.

Yang Jian naturally discovered that there were Buddhist masters lurking in Huaguo Mountain, and he didn't expose it, but just showed a little breath to intimidate him.

Taking out Mo Suo, the three of them entered one by one, Yang Jian wrapped Mo Suo with profound energy, and quickly fled into the sea of ​​chaos.

"Senior Yuanfeng, do you want to visit the Black Spirit Country, or follow me to search for something?"

Kong Xuan asked: "Are you going to find Ji Mie Zhen Yan?"

"Well," Yang Jian nodded slightly, "Many precious materials are ready, and the remaining auxiliary materials are also collected by Daozi Tianyan with the help of Tianyan Daozi. Only the true fire of Nirvana remains."

"As you go," Shifeng Lingniao said, and then looked at Kong Xuan.

Yang Jian agreed with a smile, took the way to the Baishan Tomb, and sat cross-legged there without saying anything.

The location of Baishan in the center of the Chaos Sea, where the experts of the Spirit Race used to gather together, has now become a mainstay that cannot be ignored in the Hei Ling Kingdom Expeditionary Force.

Yang Jian told the origin of Baishan to Shifeng Lingniao, the ancestor of the Feng clan who has lived from Taisu to today, but told another place name of Baishan—Taiji Tomb.

Taishi Saint Tomb, Taiji Baishan Tomb.

The Taiji tomb is the remains of the Taiji world. It was quite famous in the Taisu era, but it is a pity that the inheritance in it is incomplete, and many important cultivation methods and record books have also been destroyed by caring people.

"There is indeed a possibility that there will be a real fire of extinction," Shifeng Lingniao said, and then gave Kong Xuan a look calmly.

Kong Xuan struggled for a while.

How to guide Yang Jian's ambition?

You can't just ask 'what are your future plans'?

"Yang...Brother Yang."

Yang Jian looked at Kong Xuan, seeing Kong Xuan's hesitant appearance, he was also a little puzzled.

This is not in line with her temperament.

"What's wrong with Brother Kong? But what's the matter? Between you and me, it's okay to talk about it."

"There is nothing difficult, but I just want to ask you a question." Kong Xuan glanced at Shi Fenglingniao, and found that her mother was resting with her eyes closed, so he could only bite the bullet and continue to speak: "If the Great Desolation was destroyed in the catastrophe, but you survived, what would you do?"

Yang Jian was suddenly lost in thought.