The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Yang Jian suddenly realized at this time that he really underestimated the attraction of the word monk to ordinary people.

Although Shang Dehou didn't mention the elixir medicine, elixir and celestial art, he was even more straightforward. He acted like a retiring prince in front of him, and even used his precious daughter's marriage to win over Yang Jian...

Before this Marquis, the mansion had always supported three 'friars', and at the banquet that day, these three 'friars' sat in front of the prince.

After Yang Jian entered the mansion, he also clearly felt that the various buildings in the mansion imply some kind of formation, which seems to have the effect of gathering spirits. It is obvious that the Marquis spent a lot of effort.

Such a secular prince who is obsessed with the way of immortality and yearns for cultivating immortality must not only see his heroic side.

Yang Jian is not stupid, why doesn't he understand all the ways here?

Perhaps Shang Dehou is a nice person, but his heart is too eager, and he is already on the point of discussing marriage...

In the end, Yang Jian could only smile awkwardly.

If he was an ordinary monk, he might be able to benefit the prince, but he only cultivated eight or nine profound kung fu, so he only has strength in his body, so what can he do for the prince?

Yang Jian felt a little regretful.

If he had known this before, he shouldn't have made this trip, he should just go elsewhere to see if there is a place to practice martial arts.

But the matter has come to this point, Yang Jian can only sit there biting the bullet, thinking about how to get out.

Shang Dehou issued three orders in a row, and immediately sent maidservants and guards to inform all parties.

Yang Jian looked at Shang Dehou a little depressed.

The uncle, who was patting himself on the shoulder with deep meaning in his eyes, asked kindly again:

"Brother Yang, where are you from? How many relatives are there?"

"Uncle, you may have misunderstood."

"Hey, what did uncle misunderstand? I know you are thin-skinned, it's okay, it's okay." The uncle's expression suddenly became serious, "But, brother Yang, let me tell you the truth, I'm the only daughter, and she has to decide whether or not this will work out."

"I……"

"If she nods, Uncle, if I say something, it's hard to follow, I will definitely not hinder you, how?"

Yang Jian really didn't know what to say at this time, and looked at this Lord Hou speechlessly.

However, if he could tell his daughter to decide for herself, it could also be seen that this Lord Hou really regarded the jewel in his palm as a treasure.

If they had changed to other parents, maybe they really wanted to win over Yang Jian, an extraterrestrial expert, and the marriage contract would have been broken on the spot.

Thinking of this, Yang Jian couldn't help but smile.

This uncle is also amazing, with such a big difference in temperament before and after, and the transformation is so casual. Last moment, he was a murderous general of the town army, but at this moment he actually pimped his daughter...

Yang Jian stood up and looked at Shang Dehou firmly.

Rao Shang Dehou has been through the battlefield for a long time, and has seen all kinds of people in this world, but now he is stared at by this young man's clear eyes, and he feels a little uncomfortable.

Yang Jian: "Let me just say it straight, I came to visit today, just want to ask uncle you to teach me a few boxing kung fu, other than that, I don't have any request."

Shang Dehou was a little bit overwhelmed at first, then blinked those eyes, as if he could see through the vicissitudes of the world, and then smiled secretly.

The little fairy was afraid that he wanted to save face, so he refused to say the words of love for his son and daughter.

"Okay, boxing skills, boxing skills, I promise."

Are you kidding? Those who practice Taoism are all capable of flying into the sky and escaping from the ground. How could they fall in love with his ordinary martial arts?

"Come on, brother Yang, sit down, let's continue drinking and chatting."

A few black lines hung on Yang Jian's forehead, he was a little speechless, and was pulled to sit down again by the Hou Ye.

Well, this Lord Hou has preconceived ideas, thinking that Yang Jian came here for the aura of the young princess, and no matter what Yang Jian said about other things, he thought it was an excuse because of his thin face.

Yang Jian already had the intention to get up and say goodbye, but suddenly he saw the appearance of the even more slender girl in armor.

Suddenly, I realized that I didn't seem to be too resistant to this beautiful girl in my heart...

No, in this big world it is just for cultivation, how could he do something to offend Xiaochaner!

Uh, sorry little cicada?

Could this be revealing something...

Cough, what Yang Jian meant was that a sister-in-law who doesn't get the approval of his younger sister will definitely not be able to enter the door of his Yang family!

That's it! Absolutely not...then what and what...

"Master Hou, Uncle Zhende, I have no other purpose in this trip, I came here for Wu." Yang Jian stood up, "If Master Hou insists on doing this, I can only complain and leave."

"Hey, hey," Shang Dehou's expression changed, and he stopped Yang Jian from the side.

"Brother Yang, why are you doing this?"

Yang Jian was a little displeased in his heart, but he didn't show it. After all, he also thought about this matter improperly, and he came too hastily.

He got up and walked towards the gate of the palace. Shang Dehou came to pull him quickly, but Yang Jian jumped, and his figure jumped more than ten feet away.

"Brother Yang! Immortal! Immortal, go slowly!" Shang Dehou hurriedly chased after him.

Just as Shang Dehou walked around the round table, Yang Jian's figure had already reached the gate of the palace, and he was about to leap away without looking back.

But Yang Jian's figure paused for a moment, then turned his head to look to one side, and there was hope in Shang Dehou's eyes, because counting the time, his daughter might have already arrived!

It did come.

The little princess was wearing a suit of heroic armor, and walked quickly along the corridor outside the hall. She seemed to have a lot of thoughts on her face, her face was flushed, a maid reminded her to look ahead in a low voice, when she raised her head, she was stunned.

It's him?

Still the same dress that day, still the figure of that day.

He, he seemed to be smiling to himself...

The little princess subconsciously stopped, staring blankly at the young man standing in the sunlight, watching him nodding slightly to himself, then jumping up, disappearing between ups and downs...

"he's gone……"

She was stunned for a long time, until there was another cry of annoyance from the hall.

"Little Immortal! Little Immortal, stop! I really have no other intentions!"

Shang Dehou rushed out without seeing his daughter beside him, and found that Yang Jian had disappeared, angrily shook his sleeves and stomped his feet, as if he was a few years older in an instant.

"Looking for a fairy, looking for a fairy, how difficult it is to find a fairy!"

"If you seek immortal medicine, you can live for hundreds of years!"

"It's hard to find a fairy, Nanshan's dream is about to be broken!"

"Where the yellow dust is withered bones, how can it be remembered through the ages!"

Shang Dehou beat his chest and stomped his feet, his eyes were blurred, and he looked up to the sky and sighed.

"Don't just take my daughter, just take my family and my wife and daughter. I would like to give me a bottle of fairy medicine!"

The little princess who was stunned by the side was pale, and stepped back a few steps in a vain manner, her eyes were full of tears, she kept shaking her head, feeling like she was dreaming.

Finally, she turned and ran away without saying anything.

And the shouts of those maids also made Shang Dehou see the back of his daughter. This old Hou Ye had complex eyes, but he could only sigh and sat down on the white jade steps in front of the door.

Why do immortals not pity the world?

He has been a soldier all his life, with outstanding military exploits, how many contributions have he made for the country behind him? Why not be favored by immortals?

What about the fairy? What have they done for this world? Why can we transcend things and live a long life for thousands of years?

"well."

All kinds of unwillingness, all kinds of incomprehension, and all kinds of reluctance in my heart can only turn into a sigh and turn around in the end.

...

After Yang Jian left the Hou's mansion, he didn't feel a little embarrassed in his heart. After eating the uncle's meal, it was considered as an end to the karma he owed himself that day.

As for practicing martial arts...

This is something other than cultivating Taoism, and Yang Jian no longer insists on it. For the next few days, I spent all my time in the mountains concentrating on hitting the limit of the first stage of the Bajiu Xuangong. Faintly, Yang Jian felt a thread, but it was not yet clear.

"Hey, the first level is logically said to be nine thousand ninety-nine, so why am I still greedy?"

That night, after sitting in meditation for four hours, Yang Jian sat in front of the cave, looking at the bright starry sky, feeling restless.

"Maybe, I always feel that I am different from other people, and I am also different from other practitioners who practice eight or nine profound arts, so I always want to be higher and more powerful than them."

Knowing his original intention, Yang Jian chuckled, casually took out a jug of sake from his bracelet, raised his head and drank it.

In this prehistoric and vast world, there is naturally no dogma that minors are not allowed to drink alcohol.

"Master said that in this vast world, the suppression of the Eighty-nine Mysterious Arts by the Dao of Heaven is almost invisible," Yang Jian muttered to himself, "If I can complete the first three stages in one go, I don't have to worry about the Dao of Heaven's suppression..."

"The first step of bone-strengthening and muscle-strengthening is already so difficult, how difficult should it be for the second step of exchanging blood and the third step of body shaping?"

"Besides, will there be such bottlenecks in the second and third stages? The so-called suppression of heaven and earth means that it is more difficult to break through the bottleneck than it is now."

Yang Jian shook his head, driving away those negative emotions in his heart, and his fighting spirit was high again.

He was about to get up and continue his practice when he suddenly heard a few rumbling and dull sounds coming from the sky. Looking up, the direction of the big city and the sky were dyed a layer of red.

Like the sunset, like the morning sun.

No, it was a fire all over the sky! Almost burning the sky!

Yang Jian's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that the people and things related to him were suffering catastrophe.

He hesitated for a while, and the figure disappeared again.