The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Shrimp soldiers and crab generals, in later generations, mostly refer to useless minions, and in the prehistoric era, they also imply a mocking meaning, implying that the dragon clan is "cowardly and afraid of getting into trouble" and dare not make public.

The real Yuding once told Yang Jian about the prehistoric events.

During the first catastrophe of the dragon and phoenix, the dragon and phoenix tribes dominated the world, slaughtering countless prehistoric creatures and harming almost all innate creatures.

But in the end, the battle between the two clans forcibly defeated their great luck, and because the way of heaven was not manifested at that time, they could not protect the prehistoric land, so the prehistoric land was forcibly beaten into what it is today.

Before the first catastrophe of the dragon and phoenix, the world should have been thriving, and everything was peaceful.

After the first tribulation of the dragon and phoenix, immeasurable calamities are brewing again and again, all spirits fight for luck, skills, and treasures, and the prehistoric world becomes chaotic...

It is conceivable how serious the sins of the Dragon Clan are!

But even so, the Dragon Clan still exists tenaciously, resting and recuperating in the land of the four seas, and leaving many legends in every corner of the Three Thousand Worlds.

The real Yuding once commented on the Dragon Clan in front of Yang Jian: "If you talk about strength, the Dragon Clan has gone through the first calamity of the dragon and the phoenix and the nine immeasurable calamities to recuperate. The background is unknown, and it must be amazing." But they didn't dare to fight against other clans again, as long as there was a single battle, their meager luck accumulated for thousands of generations would be exhausted, and the clan would not be far away. '

In the ancient demon court, the dragon clan attached itself to the demon court, but before the demon clan was defeated, they turned to protect the human race, and became the totem of the human race, and the overall luck of the dragon clan turned around.

But today the court is re-established, the Jade Emperor is in charge of the Three Realms, and the Dragon Clan of the Four Seas is the first group to surrender. They also use the lives of some of the dragon clan's erring children to cooperate with the Jade Emperor in performing some scenes of strict rules, and establish the majesty of the Jade Emperor...

For the sake of the clan's fortune, the Dragon Clan's grievances have come to this point, which is also admirable.

Perhaps, the prehistoric ascetics always think that the Dragon Race is nothing more than that. But Yang Jian knew very well that rabbits would bite people when they were in a hurry, let alone these extraordinary dragons.

After passing the checkpoint in the sea set by the Dragon Clan, following the guidance of the creatures in the water, he fled towards the Dragon Palace in the East China Sea. Yang Jian was also thinking about how he should say something after seeing the Dragon King.

Being neither humble nor overbearing is the basis, and there is no need for me to deliberately repair the relationship with the Dragon Clan.

As for, in the memory of his previous life, he seems to have a relationship with a certain princess of the Dragon Clan...

It's okay not to mention this, it's just resignation.

At the beginning of condensing the primordial spirit, Yang Jian understood the mystery, but he did not forget to continue beating the body.

I don't know how many feet I have sunk in the sea, and I don't know how many miles I have traveled, when I heard people's voices in front of me, and there was a whirl of fairy music, and a few little dragons were playing on the surface of the sea.

The seabed in front suddenly brightened up, and two circular masks, one large and one small, were shining brightly in the seabed.

The small mask is also a hundred miles in diameter, and there are many figures and mottled breaths inside, and I don't know how many monks are mixed in it.

Yang Jian could vaguely see the tables and chairs made of rocks in the smaller mask, row upon row and neatly arranged. There are walking monks everywhere, patrolling shrimp soldiers and crab generals and dragon masters everywhere, and the scene is very lively.

He could feel that Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian were among them, and the little girl must have gone crazy at this moment.

The larger photomask is even more amazing, exceeding the diameter of three thousand miles. There are continuous palaces and many beautiful underwater scenery. Those palaces are all carved out of crystal, faintly forming a formation, like a coiled green dragon.

This is, East China Sea Dragon Palace?

Yang Jian stood on the bottom of the sea, as if walking on flat ground, without feeling the slightest water pressure and resistance.

He walked towards the nearest entrance, where there were two rows of shrimp soldiers who had reached the realm of immortality, and ten crab generals from the realm of true immortality were lined up everywhere.

There are two young and beautiful dragon girls inside the entrance. They are sitting behind a desk. They are all in human shape, but there are two short horns on their foreheads, which add a bit of cuteness.

Yang Jian can't see through the cultivation of these two dragon girls, but Xuan Gong feels that these two people pose no threat to him. Presumably, they should be heavenly immortals, golden immortals, and they have the secret method of the dragon clan, so people can't see through their cultivation.

Seeing Yang Jian striding towards the entrance, those soldiers and crabs who were purely for display dared not stop him.

The two dragon girls who were talking and laughing looked up and stood up quickly, with tassels on their skirts and rings like rings, making Yang Jian look at them more.

Yang Jian looked at each other, and the two dragon girls also secretly looked at Yang Jian.

At this time, of course, he had changed into the only outfit he was wearing, and his long hair was simply tied up, but he was very chic, and there was still a bit of unruliness that could not be hidden under his sword eyebrows.

A dragon girl with beautiful eyes turned around, and said softly: "Is this the first time for Shangxian to visit my Dragon Palace? Please also show the invitation card. If there is any offense, please forgive me."

"It's easy to say," Yang Jian searched for a while, took out the invitation card from Old Brother Lu, and said calmly: "I am a friend of Sword Immortal Lu Chunyang, this is his invitation card, let me come and broaden my horizons."

"Senior Lu won't come this year? It's a pity," another dragon girl showed a little disappointment, obviously she had...some old acquaintance with Lu Chunyang.

"Shangxian, please let me know her name, so I can have a record."

"My surname is Yang and my name is Jian. I teach my disciples and learn from Master Yuding."

"Oh...oh?" The dragon girl who was about to write Yang Jian's name suddenly raised her head, looked at Yang Jian, and was stunned for a moment.

Then she was rude, with a few drops of cold sweat on her forehead, she thought for a while, and said in a low voice: "Please wait here for a while, I will inform the elders of the clan, and the elders will come to welcome them in person."

Yang Jian wanted to say that there was no need to do this, but he immediately realized that the dragon girl was afraid that she had some scruples, so she dared not let herself in directly.

"I'm sorry." Yang Jian cupped his hands, standing where he was and waiting quietly.

One dragon girl left in a hurry, but the other dragon girl looked at Yang Jian carefully, her face was a little red.

She couldn't help asking: "Is the Shangxian the... young hero who beheaded the two big demons of the demon clan and took the jade bone lyre demon?"

boy... hero...

Is your brother a spirit bead?

Yang Jian smiled and said nothing, the dragon girl knew that she had slipped her words, she lowered her head and dared not look at Yang Jian again.

Isn't it a young hero? It is rumored that Yang Jian is only over 500 years old. Which dragon clan with their cultivation base has not grown up tens of thousands of years?

Yang Jian just waited like this, but after a while, another three or five people came from different directions, showed their invitations, and entered the Dragon Palace.

Among them was a golden immortal demon who swaggered into the Dragon Palace with an invitation card. Yang Jian also understood what the Dragon Clan was afraid of...

The Dragon Clan is worried that he, Yang Jian, will have another conflict with those big monsters in the Dragon Palace.

The Dragon Clan didn't dare to offend the Chanjiao, but they didn't want to offend the Yao Clan for nothing.

The dragon girl who sent the letter did not return for a long time, it must be the person in charge of the dragon clan who was discussing there. Otherwise, if you want to tell the elders of the dragon clan that Yang Jian is coming, you only need to transmit the sound, so why do you need to go there yourself?

Yang Jian was not in a hurry, he stood there and waited quietly. He came for the weapon, and he didn't want to embarrass the Dragon Clan.

Dragon Palace must not dare to shut him out, that's the face of a sage of Chanjiao.

Suddenly, a gorgeous car was pulled by two strange beasts, broke through the sea, and arrived at the entrance of the Dragon Palace. Outside the car, there are two old men from the real fairyland following, among them are three celestial spirits.

Yang Jian suddenly felt that those two old real immortals were somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he met them.

A little curious in his heart, his eyes moved with divine light, and he quietly glanced at the situation in the car. Then the corner of his mouth twitched, he turned around silently, pretending to look around...

It was the naughty girl in the pool.

"Huh?" A melodious female voice came out from the car, but it was immediately suppressed.

But Yang Jian could hear it, and the woman inside, who was born in a closed moon and shy flowers, said in a low voice: "Why do I look at that person, as if I have seen him somewhere?"

Bad, did she recognize it?

If she spread it everywhere, saying that she was doing that nasty peeping thing, his Yang Jian's reputation...

Fortunately, the woman just murmured in a low voice, looked at Yang Jian a few more times in the gap between the curtains of the carriage, but did not recognize anything.

After seeing their invitations, the Dragon Lady immediately let them go, and mentioned that a powerful person—"Lingshan Old Mother" was in a certain palace. The master and four servants drove into the Dragon Palace in a car, and they must have gone to find the Lingshan Old Mother.

Yang Jian didn't know who Lingshan's old mother was, and a beautiful scene appeared in his mind.

I just feel that although the young woman in the car has a bad temper and is a little unreasonable, she is really beautiful and beautiful.

Good Fortune Zhong Lingxiu, I feel pity for him.

Yang Jian chuckled, and expelled all these thoughts from his mind. These thoughts had nothing to do with his Dao, and thinking too much would disturb the purity of Dao Xin.

In the main hall of the Dragon Palace, a young man with a dragon horn on his forehead hurriedly ran to the entrance where Yang Jian was, followed by the dragon girl who was going to report the news.

The young man of the Dragon Clan also had some eagerness on his face. When he saw Yang Jian, he bowed his hands and saluted from a distance.

"Forgive me for neglecting Fellow Daoist! Forgive me a lot!"

Yang Jian bowed his hands back and smiled, "It's okay."

The young man from the dragon clan came to Yang Jian's body and made another Daoyi. His movements were regular and flawless, which can be called a teacher.

Yang Jian could only return one more gift, feeling that the dragon clan's courtesy was too much.

It also depends on whom.

"Fellow daoist, please don't blame me," the dragon son smiled gently, as if he was in the spring breeze.

He has a handsome face, a neutral demeanor, an elegant posture, an extraordinary demeanor, and a natural nobility.

Before Yang Jian could ask, a dragon girl took the initiative to introduce: "Shangxian, this is His Highness the Sixth Prince of the Dragon Palace."

"So it's the sixth prince, I'm sorry." Yang Jian said with a smile.

"Hey, why do fellow daoists bother me so much?" The sixth prince laughed and said, "I am ranked sixth, and my father gave me a name with the word 'ji', so fellow daoists just call me by my name!"

Ao Ji?

This name... is also a bit extreme.

Yang Jian called out naturally: "Brother Ao."

"Brother Yang, come in quickly!"

Ao Ji's long sleeves are fluttering, and he has opened the way for Yang Jian. When Yang Jian entered the Dragon Palace, he even accompanied him on the left and right, as if he wanted to be Yang Jian's guide.

However, Yang Jian saw through the concerns of the Dragon Clan, and said softly, "I know there are many visitors from the Monster Clan in this group of fairy banquets. Brother Ao, don't worry, I won't trouble the Monster Clan in the Dragon Palace."

"Brother Yang is upright and upright, I thank you on behalf of the Dragon Clan." Ao Ji also heaved a sigh of relief.

Yang Jian's expression was slightly cold, and he said: "But if people from the Yaozu provoke me..."

"Brother Yang, don't worry, this matter will definitely not happen." Ao Ji smiled, and said in a low voice: "My father and king are accompanying the two Daoists of Chanjiao to drink there, and the Yaozu will not dare to act rashly."

The sixth prince of the East China Sea Dragon Palace said loudly again: "Brother Yang, we hit it off right away, and we should go to the palace to have a drink together!"

Two real people who explain and teach?

Yang Jian: "I don't know which uncle or uncle of mine?"

But Ao Ji made a fool of himself, "Brother Yang will know when he goes in."

Yang Jian also looked forward to it a little more.

Except for Taiyi Daoist and Manjusri Daoist, he and the other disciples of the second generation of Chanjiao had met for the first time.

Chanjiao has always paid attention to face appearance, in front of the immortals, it is indispensable, how about giving him a few greeting gifts for this master nephew?

Why! broken!

Why let Xiaochan go shopping and play? If she brought it with her, wouldn't it be two extra gifts? This is a treasure sent by the saint's disciple!

Yang Jian's heart was depressed, and he immediately put on a straight face, Ao Ji couldn't help but secretly ponder, wondering why Yang Jian was unhappy...

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