The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian was a little surprised when he opened his eyes, but when he saw that there was something strange about the universe in front of him, there was a divine light in his eyes, and he found four people sitting quietly in a row in front of him.

Sun Wukong, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, and his precious apprentice Zixia Fairy.

In addition, there are six or seven people in the distance, all of whom are meditating with their eyes closed at this time, obviously they are enlightening and practicing.

But when Yang Jian's 'source' was cut off, Zixia and Lei Zhenzi who were closest to him opened their eyes at the same time; Nezha and Monkey King also frowned slightly, and woke up slowly.

"Did Kongwu bring you here?"

Yang Jian laughed softly and got up slowly. The original simple and unpretentious Taoist robe was made of running water, and there were waves of water ripples gently, but it soon returned to normal.

"Master!"

Zixia yelled sweetly, deliberately showing off her realm of cultivation, stood up happily, and turned around in front of Yang Jian.

Nezha on the side looked a little dazed.

"Look, this disciple has become a quasi-sage!"

"Well," Yang Jian wanted to teach her a few words with a stern face, but his words turned into a little sigh, "You, don't be arrogant, the road to cultivation is long, and I buried you as a teacher before. Since you have the appearance of sanctification, as a prehistoric creature, you should shoulder the responsibility of protecting the prehistoric."

Holding the sword in her arms, Zixia said, "Yes, Master!"

"Your sword, I will refine it for you later as a master."

Yang Jian patted her on the shoulder, and Zixia suddenly behaved like the girl who didn't dare to look up when she saw Yang Jian. She followed Yang Jian and looked at the people next to her.

"Eldest brother," Lei Zhenzi saluted respectfully.

"Brother!" Nezha had a smile all over his face, obviously in a good mood.

Yang Jian smiled and nodded, feeling quite relieved.

"True Monarch Erlang," Sun Wukong cupped his hands and looked away, feeling a little embarrassed.

Zixia, who was behind Yang Jian, immediately made a face at Sun Wukong, gritted her teeth for a while, and decided to find a chance to fix this little junior.

Even if he doesn't know that his master is his master, facing a great saint who has given him so many benefits and such opportunities, it's not too much to be a Daoist thank you, right?

This little junior brother is really a little too arrogant, the master doesn't care, she is a senior sister who is now capable, so naturally she has to give him a straight line.

Just in time, several people in a little distance also stood up, bowing to Yang Jian and bowing to Buddha.

"I have seen Master Saint."

"Amitabha, pay homage to Erlang Zhenjun."

"I have seen Master Zhenjun."

Seeing the monkey again, Zixia was still unmoved, and Xiaoyin gritted her teeth.

"Today, you have passed through the place of testing swords, and you have found your own opportunities," Yang Jian encouraged the monks, saying, "Previously, we competed with the most powerful Xu Mo. Although Hong Huang was not completely defeated, he suffered heavy losses and sacrificed countless lives to get the current respite."

"Using the power of the Chaos Bell, you have the last opportunity to practice Taoism at this time, and you can achieve everything here. It is a gratifying thing."

"However, the road to cultivation is long, and powerful enemies are really difficult to deal with. Don't be complacent and self-satisfied. You should take it as your own responsibility to sharpen yourself through practice. If someone can break through to the Holy Realm, Hong Huang's chances of winning will be 10% higher."

After Yang Jian's words fell, Nezha smiled and said: "Brother, according to this, if all ten of us are sanctified here, then Honghuang will surely win?"

Yang Jian just smiled without saying a word, waved his hands, and shouted: "Senior Mirage Dragon, send them out. Let's find a place to practice and wait for the order to counterattack!"

Except for Zixia, all the nine monks agreed, and Mirage Dragon Kongwu appeared beside him, waved his sleeves, and sent them out of the illusion.

And Daozi Tianyan tapped the Chaos Clock lightly outside, and nine streams of light appeared together, falling in front of several sage masters, and naturally there will be a second wave...

verbal encouragement.

Everything that can be given has already been given to them, and there is no extra treasure to reward them at this time.

Leaving aside Sun Wukong and Nezha Lei Zhenzi, they listened to the sage's admonition, and said that after they left, Zixia quietly reached out and took Yang Jian's arm, annoyed softly:

"Master, you are taking too much care of the Monkey King."

"What? Are you still jealous?" Yang Jian laughed twice, raised his hand and rubbed his apprentice's head.

I really want to see how her brain grows, her understanding is so terrifying that even Yang Jian feels a little inferior.

"Don't mention him, let me go and have a look... Have you ever greeted Senior Mirage Dragon?"

Zixia nodded quickly, and looked timidly at Milong Kongwu; the latter stroked his beard and smiled, and said: "Zixia is quite sensible, smart, and you shouldn't be too harsh on her."

"That's right," Zixia nodded beside her.

Yang Jian didn't say much. His apprentice was a complete surprise. He didn't have high hopes at first, but he didn't expect it to be very useful.

Maybe it was because she protected her too much before. In fact, Zixia has shown some extraordinary understanding since the last time she traveled to the Three Thousand Worlds under the escort of Xiaotiangou. It's just that Yang Jian was busy at the time and didn't pay too much attention.

Yang Jian didn't leave here in a hurry because there was still one person who was worried.

Liu Ya.

In fact, there are many internal reasons for her rise, which are also reasonable. In the beginning, in order to wait for Deng Chanyu, she often hid her own strength. Until Deng Chanyu was stopped, Liuya had no choice but to go alone, and once rushed to the level of keeping pace with Nezha and Monkey King.

But she didn't step out of the trial ground at this time. It wasn't because she couldn't pass in the second half and gave up on herself, but it was the mystery of the six realms of reincarnation specially placed here for her by Empress Houtu, which made it difficult for Liuya to move forward.

On the trial road where Liuya was, she was at the forty-sixth pass of the sword-testing place, and Liuya was sitting in front of a mural engraved with the shadows of the six paths of reincarnation, meditating quietly.

But the bewilderment, doubt and a little bit of pain that appeared on her small face from time to time made people feel a little distressed.

"She has stayed in this level for 362 years and 6 months. Compared with more than 300 years ago, her cultivation level has retreated a little," Kong Wu said.

"But Wu Dao made a mistake?" Yang Jian asked with a frown.

The mirage dragon Kongwu sighed and didn't say anything more.

Zixia has also met Liuya a few times, knowing that this is Xiaochan'er's friend, Empress Houtu's Daoguo, at this time she also said with some concern: "Master, if her cultivation base here retreats, she will easily go crazy. It's better to send her out forcibly."

"No," Kong Wu hurriedly said, "If this is the case, her Dao heart will be damaged and she will no longer be able to break through. In fact, she has to figure out where the problem is. According to the old man's observation, maybe... this Dao doesn't fit her."

How could it not fit?

Liuya is the reincarnation of Houtu, and the avenue of Houtu is the six paths of reincarnation. Does Liuya in turn fit with the avenue of reincarnation?

Such a Dao, if he can achieve the position of a Dao Saint, he must be an extraordinary existence.

"I'll see if I can communicate with her, senior, please."

"What do you want?"

"Lead her into a dream."

Yang Jian said that he had already sat down cross-legged, Milong nodded lightly, and waited for Yang Jian to lower his head to fall asleep, and quietly sent Yang Jian to the vicinity of Liuya, without showing any breath or fluctuations.

When he was in a daze, Yang Jian couldn't help but yawned.

I have to say that Master Uncle's Great Dream Power is really easy to use...

...

"The place for testing swords... It's hard for people to understand how this place for testing swords made by Yang Jian can help these little guys leap in cultivation."

The bottom of Nanfangbuzhou, the border of the underworld, the top of the tower in the Buddha realm.

The little monk in white was sitting there thinking hard, while listening to the divine beast seeming to be sleeping, making a slight snoring sound.

Because the magic power of the mirage dragon was originally regarded as a "surprise soldier" by the prehistoric saints, and there was no chance to make a move in the last battle, the existence of the mirage dragon is still a cloud of fog.

In addition, the mirage dragon also has its own supernatural powers to save its own life. Although Di Ting has investigated many times, he has not found any clues.

This made the little monk in white really puzzled.

Although he looked down on Xu Mo, the purpose of coming here and the order he received was also to help Xu Mo solve the predicament at a critical moment and bring back all the power of life here.

At this time, his cultivation has recovered a lot, and he has a chance to sweep the prehistoric world by joining hands with Xu Mo, but when he wanted to attack Yun Xiao earlier, he was startled by a breath, so he had to continue to lie dormant here.

For some reason, this little wilderness made him feel more dangerous than when he faced the Tai Chi world back then.

The little monk in white was a little 'half-believing' about the effect of the sword-testing place, but he had no choice but to believe that there were monks who came out of the sword-testing place and broke through the great realm and 'showed up'.

Just relying on the Chaos Clock to increase the speed of time, even if it is increased by 10,000 times, can so many monks in the Great Luo Realm break through to quasi-sage? Can so many monks in the quasi-sacred realm take a big step forward?

This is absolutely impossible.

Yang Jian didn't order to keep his mouth shut, and the monks who entered the sword-testing place also spread rumors about their encounters in the sword-testing place, and the white-clothed monk also had a Buddhist Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, who also heard from several Buddhist disciples about the extraordinaryness of the sword-testing place.

Inexhaustible pills, treasures that can be seen everywhere, various supernatural powers and exercises...

These are nothing in his opinion, but they are nothing more than consuming the accumulation and heritage of the prehistoric.

But how do those monsters whose strength adapts to each monk, those monsters that can reappear no matter how many times they are killed?

Illusion?

Or other supernatural powers?

The little monk in white slid his fingers gently on the floor, and subconsciously drew a simple but mysterious formation. With a light push, the formation dissipated immediately.

"Forget it, the area is prehistoric, dying, so what if there are a few hundred more quasi-sages?"

The monk in white snorted softly, then slowly closed his eyes, his body was hidden in the clouds and mist, and the outside world could not find it.