The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

In Central China, there is a teahouse by the side of the road in a certain Fang Town where monks who have not yet become immortals gather.

"Hey, Lao Luo, have you heard? Yang Jian, a disciple of the Jade Cauldron, fought against the big demon 'Kuanggu' who was half a step away from Da Luo on the border of Nanfang Buzhou. They fought fiercely for seven days and seven nights. When the big monster was about to break through Da Luo, Yang Jian chopped off the demon's soul with a sword, and fell down abruptly!"

"This matter has been spread all over the world, okay? The news in our small place is blocked, and those fairy cities have been spreading everywhere in the past two days."

"Seven days and seven nights of fierce fighting, that's a myth!" The big man laughed, "That's seven or forty-nine days of fighting, which coincides with the theory of the fullness of the Dao. That mad bone is not half-step Da Luo, but has already been promoted to Da Luo, and the disciples of the Jade Cauldron killed the monster with such a number of days!"

There was another uproar in the teahouse, and everyone talked about it, adding fuel and jealousy to the story of Yang Jian's battle with the dead bone monster.

For a while, Yang Jian, a member of the Jade Cauldron, was promoted to the level of the Da Luo Jinxian, and he had such a combat power due to five hundred years of short-term practice. He was talked about and said that a saint is invincible.

Fangzhen is mostly a place where casual cultivators gather. Although there are a few immortals, they cannot be compared with those immortal cities.

But the news in many fairy cities is even more mysterious...

What Yang Jian's battle with the big demon and mad bones involved more than a dozen human Da Luo and demon Da Luo secretly fighting, and forcibly smashed more than a hundred mountains.

It is also said that Kuanggu is not dead, but turned into a magic weapon in Yang Jian's hands, whose power is comparable to that of the innate spirit treasure...

And so on, it doesn't matter.

But for the next half month, Yang Jian didn't show up.

There are rumors in Central China that Yang Jian went to the Nanshan Buzhou to hunt for treasure under the robbery cloud, and all the Daluo Jinxians of the monster race and human race lost Yang Jian's whereabouts.

This gave Yang Jian another layer of misty color, no matter whether he was a fairy who became a fairy or a monk who had not become a fairy, they all talked about it...

Qianyuan Mountain, Jinguang Cave, under the crooked neck tree in front of the cave.

Daoist Taiyi was dressed in a blue robe, waving a cattail fan in his hand, a little nondescript, but his posture was free and unrestrained.

With his cultivation base reaching his level, what is rare is not that he has a ethereal celestial spirit and does not eat the fireworks of the world. What is rare is that he is like this, playing in the world without hindrance, this is the real carefree person.

"Hahaha, my nephew is really amazing, the Bajiu Xuangong is really powerful!"

Daoist Taiyi narrowed his eyes with a smile, and Lingzhu beside him stretched his face bitterly.

Daoist Yuding sits aside and tastes tea quietly, one movement seems to last for thousands of years, this is another realm.

"Junior brother, I have also comprehended the Eighty Nine Mysterious Kung Fu, so I should not have such an ability."

Master Taiyi asked the doubts in his heart: "If you say that my nephew has already cultivated to the seventh level of the Eighty-Nine Mysterious Kungfu, then I can still understand. But this fifth level has not yet been perfected, so... so mighty, it doesn't make sense."

Reverend Yuding put down the teacup in his hand, the mysterious mood dissipated slowly, and he was able to retract it freely.

"The Bajiu Xuangong is the Bajiu Xuangong. The Taoist ancestors have not revised it. How dare I repair it?"

But Yuding didn't tell the truth, because this is the biggest secret for Yang Jian, and one less person who knows it will have more protection in the future.

Even the most befriended Master Taiyi, Yuding remained silent.

Taiyi didn't see that the honest man was not being honest this time, so he thought for a while, and said with a smile: "But what kind of treasures did you eat to forge a tyrannical body?"

"Yes and no."

"Oh?" Daoist Taiyi was a little strange, and stared at Yuding, "Don't play riddles with me. Although I am not as good as you, I can throw a piece of treasure at you!"

Yuding chuckled lightly and said, "When my apprentice was training outside, he met a great expert who obtained the blood essence of the ancestral witch and refined his own body."

"Essence and blood of Zuwu?" Daoist Taiyi stopped shaking his fan, and pointed his finger down, "That one? Oh, no wonder."

Yu Ding smiled without saying a word, and just clicked to let Master Taiyi think about it.

Ling Zhuzi was listening in a daze, but his mind was not on the conversation between the two big men.

As long as he thinks that the next time he sees junior brother Yang Jian, Yang Jian proposes to compete with him. With his current state, how can he be the opponent of Yang Jian, who is fighting against the three big monsters and beheading Da Luo by half a step?

This is how to do?

I haven't heard the word "senior brother" enough yet, so I'm going to change it?

"Junior Brother Yang Jian is too..." Ling Zhuzi was going to say the word 'monstrous', but he didn't dare to say it in front of Uncle Yuding, and it took him a long time to hold back a sentence: "It's too good."

Daoist Taiyi clapped his hands and laughed, Yuding also looked at Lingzhu with a smile, and said a few words of encouragement.

Master Taiyi looked at Yuding and asked, "Junior Brother, how long are you going to stay with me?"

"On the day when my apprentice rescues his mother," Yu Ding said indifferently, "I seldom do anything, and others don't know my supernatural powers, but senior brother, you have a great reputation."

Taiyi nodded, didn't take it seriously, and said: "Okay, let's talk for a few rounds."

"I'm not very proficient in this way."

"That's not bad, I have another advantage that can humiliate you!" Taiyi Master said with a smile, and turned his hand to arrange the chess game.

Both of them were playing chess with one hand and calculating with the other, and they were fighting with the gods. Ling Zhuzi next to him was watching with cold sweat on his forehead.

What Yu Ding said earlier actually meant very cryptic.

If Yang Jian is in danger, it will take less time for the two of them to join forces to rush there, and since Master Taiyi is known as 'unreasonable', it will be much more convenient to do things.

Master Taiyi didn't care too much, and immediately agreed; he also wanted Yang Jian and Ling Zhuzi to take care of each other in the future, so he naturally didn't want Yang Jian to die young.

The two played chess more and more slowly, and at the end, they only dropped two or three chess pieces a day.

Beside Lingzhu, he simply closed his eyes and practiced. He always felt that he wasted too much time in his previous practice...

The Yaozu, at the junction of Xiniu Hezhou, Nanfangbuzhou, and Central China, somewhere deep in the mountains and forests with poor mountains and rivers.

A ray of blue light fell from the clouds and penetrated into a cave; the blue light continued to fly underground for more than a thousand miles before arriving at a magnificent city opened underground.

This is the powerhouse of the monster clan.

As the blue light entered the city, a divine thought was conveyed, and strong breaths shook, and I don't know how many big monsters were awakened.

After a while, more than a dozen demon clan Da Luo showed their true colors and gathered in a hall, under a half-decayed clay sculpture, their spiritual thoughts converged, and they were discussing something.

A female voice said with some hesitation, "The saint's disciple is still the one from Yuxu Palace, it's best not to provoke him."

"Don't provoke? Did I provoke him before? He is the one who slaughtered my monster rookie!" A domineering male voice was full of anger, "I will go out and kill that Yang Jian!"

Another old voice reprimanded: "You are going to cause a catastrophe for my monster clan! It is not easy for your mother to protect me until now! If the saint of Yuxu Palace gets angry, how much longer can my monster clan survive?"

"Then Yang Jian has a lot of background, but he is not impossible to get rid of."

In the corner, there was a monster with a human face lying there, with four eyes and eight ears, and golden hair all over.

The demon said slowly: "Although there are many talents in explaining and teaching, but now the catastrophe cloud rises and the heavenly secret is revealed, it is precisely the calamity aimed at Taoism, and there must be a fight between explaining and stopping teaching."

"If we want to get rid of Yang Jian, we can think about it from here. Among the sects, there are many demons of mine. If we make a little calculation, we can let a sect of the sect find Yang Jian to provoke him. As long as this immortal dies, Yang Jian will be a disaster."

All the monsters were silent, and another stern voice appeared: "If Yang Jian doesn't kill that monster, so what?"

"Heh, as long as they have done something, it's not up to Yang Jian to decide whether to kill or not. It's just a small child, how can you not decide?"

There was a warm smile on the corner of the human face monster's mouth, but it made all the monsters shudder.

"We can also make more preparations. I have a blood-melting knife here. Although it is broken, it can also be used to cause trouble..."

"Blood-melting Knife? Cut and teach Ten Heavenly Lord?"

"This matter still needs to be carefully calculated, so as not to provoke people from the two sects."

"It's not impossible."

One after another divine thoughts are constantly entangled in the palace, but one strategy after another is still undecided.

Two days later, several auras quietly disappeared in the underground city without a trace.

...

Dongsheng Shenzhou, the mountain of thunder and drum.

There are groups of fierce beasts living in this mountain, and it is shrouded in dark clouds all the year round, with constant wind and thunder, many tribes of Dongyi avoid it far away.

In the past few days, I don't know who has stirred up the dark clouds over the Thunder Drum Mountain. The thick dark clouds kept rolling, and thunderbolts rushed left and right.

They sent people to check and found a person who was practicing thunder magic in the dark clouds. They knew that this person was not a great supernatural power that their tribes could compete with, so they didn't dare to disturb him and avoided it from a distance.

For fourteen days in a row, Wan Lei's hustle and bustle finally faded away.

A figure jumped out of the cloud, his clothes were torn, his hair was scorched and black, and he was very embarrassed.

The fairy boat hiding hundreds of miles away quickly flew over, the figure grinned, showing a mouthful of white teeth, jumped into the fairy boat, flew towards the East China Sea, and was never seen again.