The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

'The matter of your parents has been spread to all parts of the wild overnight by people with ulterior motives. Everyone knows about it among the monks. Presumably the heavens have secretly observed you. '

'You can take advantage of this momentum, but you need to remember your duty as a disciple of Yuxu Palace, and don't weaken my reputation of teaching. '

"If Emperor Haotian suppresses you with the power of heaven, you can write a letter and send a letter back to Kunlun Yuxu Palace. I will explain and teach you with one mind, and I will not let you suffer the slightest grievance..."

Chi Jingzi's message warmed Yang Jian's heart, and after thinking for a while, he began to speculate on who was behind the scenes.

Everyone knows it overnight... This must be promoted by a huge force, otherwise it would not be possible to spread so quickly.

Yang Jian couldn't figure it out, such a huge force hidden among the monks, why did he painstakingly spread a news that was only slightly 'slandering' the Jade Emperor?

Uncle Chi Jingzi can pinch and calculate. He mentioned "people with ulterior motives" and "overnight", which gave Yang Jian the direction of calculation in his mind.

Before Ao Ji came, Yang Jian had already speculated about who spread the news...

The person who made the move was probably the Jade Emperor.

His biological uncle is really not a simple person, in a position of honor, he can do such unexpected things. If it weren't for Yang Jian's foresight to know the Jade Emperor's overall calculations about the Conferred God, I'm afraid he really wouldn't be able to guess who is 'helping' him at this time.

Force him to go to heaven?

Yang Jian was a little distracted along the way, seemingly admiring the beautiful scenery of the Dragon Palace, but in fact he was thinking about what the Jade Emperor would do next.

It is estimated that there will be heavenly soldiers and generals coming to him soon, and they will not fight, but order him to go to the Heavenly Palace to meet the Jade Emperor...

What should I do?

He was a little puzzled.

"Brother Yang, please, my father has prepared a banquet," Ao Ji couldn't help shouting seeing that he was always in a trance.

Yang Jian blinked, suppressed the thoughts in his heart for the time being, and smiled at Ao Ji: "Thank you, brother Ao, for taking care of me these few days."

"Thank you, I don't need it," Ao Ji looked narrowly at Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian behind Yang Jian, couldn't help laughing twice, and said intentionally, "Young Master Xiao took care of you for three or four days, and almost left with Senior Chi Jingzi and the others."

"Her?" Yang Jian couldn't help frowning.

She is a woman, why take care of herself? Interested in him?

Yang Xiaochan suddenly ran over from behind, grabbed Yang Jian's arm, and said softly, "That Mr. Xiao is really handsome! Although he is not as handsome as his elder brother, he is not far behind."

Ao Ji's shoulders shrugged, and he quickly walked forward for a while.

"Handsome?" Yang Jian looked down at Xiao Chan, and found that Xiao Chan's face was a little reddish, and there was some confusion in her eyes.

This girl, do you like Xiao Lan who is dressed in men's clothing?

No, this is not the love between men and women. Brother and sister bond, Yang Jian carefully feels that Yang Xiaochan just has a little affection for Xiao Lan, similar to the kind of admiration.

Yang Jian glared at Ao Ji and almost kicked him out.

This guy knew Xiao Lan's identity early on, but he let Xiao Chan'er and Xiao Lan get along day and night without revealing it, with ulterior motives!

Yang Jian smiled bitterly and said, "Young Master Xiao? She is a daughter's family, so don't call me wrong in the future."

"Daughter's family!" Yang Xiaochan's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief, "Is she really a daughter's family? Oh, why do I feel that her temperament is similar to mine before. My God! Brother, you are innocent!"

Yang Jian had one head and two big ones, "What's wrong with me?"

"Hahahaha!" Ao Ji laughed loudly in front of him.

Yang Xiaochan patted her forehead in annoyance, but Chu Qian, who was hugging the Roaring Sky Dog, smiled like a hundred flowers blooming.

Under Yang Jian's questioning, Yang Xiaochan faltered and said it out...

"Brother, although Sister Qian and I took off your clothes, we didn't dare to move your body, so we asked Mr. Xiao to wipe and scrub the python blood stained on your body..."

Yang Xiaochan recalled the situation at that time, and found all kinds of strange things.

At that time, Xiao Lan refused in every possible way, but Ao Ji and her, Yang Jian's own sister, directly pushed her in...

"Oh my god!" Yang Xiaochan tugged at her two locks of hair, annoyed, "If I knew she was cheaper, I might as well be sister Qianqian! Oops!"

Yang Jian knocked her on the head angrily. He loved her deeply and blamed her. He scolded: "Tinglan Cuizhu taught you these things? You don't want to practice all day long, so you don't know what to do!"

Yang Xiaochan's eyes trembled, her mouth was pursed, and then it was covered with mist.

Yang Jian was defeated in an instant, so he had to comfort her with gentle words, Yang Xiaochan pouted, pitiful and aggrieved.

Chu Qian shook her head from behind, but she felt that Yang Xiaochan's increasingly mischievous temper was purely caused by Yang Jian's petting.

Ao Ji leaned on the white jade pillar and laughed non-stop, but when he was smiling, he suddenly felt the air around him stagnant.

After all, he was also the sixth prince of the Dragon Palace, so he immediately became alert and was about to turn around and run away, but a strong hand pressed on his shoulder, and a mysterious aura rushed into his body, making him stay in place like a clay sculpture.

"Brother Ao, why are you teasing like this?"

"I... just didn't have a good chance to say it at the time... Hey? Hey, Brother Yang, don't do anything, this is my Dragon Palace! Ouch..."

After a while, Yang Jian walked into the main hall of the Dragon Palace with a smile on his face, and brought his younger sister and Chu Qian to greet the Dragon King and Dragon Mother, accompanied by several handsome dragon sons and dragon girls who were ashamed of fish and wild goose.

Seven or eight people sat down as guests and hosts, clam girls held pearls, celestial music played, and celestial brewed delicacies were served.

"Where is the sixth brother?" A dragon son looked eagerly towards the gate of the palace.

At the gate of the palace, Ao Ji came in with two black eyes, whimpering, and sat opposite Yang Jian with his sleeves flicked, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Yang Jian looked at the dragon head Dragon King on the main seat, and thanked him twice first.

The Dragon King Fu Xu nodded and said with a smile: "My Dragon Palace guards the world, and there will be places that need Yang Xiaoyou's care in the future. Please remember what happened today and help my Dragon Clan."

What happened today refers to the fact that the Dragon Palace specially changed the rules of the Immortal Banquet for Yang Jian, so that Yang Jian would have a chance to become famous.

"Yang Jian dare not forget the virtue of the Dragon King's help today," Yang Jian said solemnly, and the Dragon King nodded in satisfaction, as if he had Yang Jian's personal consent, and he was completely relieved about the future of the Dragon Clan.

Yang Jian couldn't see through the Dragon Clan, but he always felt that the strength that the Dragon Clan showed at the Feast of Immortals was definitely just the tip of the iceberg.

How deep is the background of the great clan that survived the ancient catastrophe? The prehistoric world is vast and boundless. Most of the area where the ancient prehistoric land was shattered turned into the four seas, but the four seas have always been controlled by the dragon clan...

If it weren't for the Dragon Clan being restricted by their own luck, the prehistoric situation would have changed already.

During the banquet, Yang Xiaochan and Chu Qian would not feel bored with two dragon girls to accompany them.

Yang Jian chatted with the dragon sons, but most of the time he was listening. These dragon sons were all knowledgeable, and Ao Ji was not outstanding among them.

Soon, Mother Long, who had not spoken, asked with a light smile, "May I ask if Xiaoyou Yang is married?"

Yang Jian rested his fingers on the side of the cup, feeling a little vigilant in his heart, but still remained calm and smiling...

...

There are thirty-three heavens in the prehistoric world, among which there are countless secret places.

In the midst of the clouds and mists, there is a lonely mountain that looks like a fairy peach, floating and sinking in the sky full of stars, absorbing stars all the time, and maintaining the big formation on it.

A figure appeared quietly, it was a tall man with a tall crown, and his face could not be seen clearly. He stopped for a while before this mountain, opened up numerous formations, walked into a passage, and entered the mountain.

Glance inside that channel, and you can see that there is a cave in this mountain.

The mountain walls exuding soft light, some solitary attics are surrounded by streams, and eucalyptus and silver flowers are planted everywhere...

That frail figure was dressed in white, standing alone in front of the attic, looking at a certain place on the mountain wall, just standing quietly.

The man who entered this place turned a blind eye to her. The man sat under a jade tree, closed his eyes for a moment, and then sighed...

"You really gave birth to a good son."

The figure in front of the attic trembled, and recovered in endless daze, her eyes were full of excitement... She wanted to rush over, but was blocked by a light curtain within three feet of the attic.

"What did you say?" She looked at the figure under the tree, her voice trembling unconsciously.

She who hadn't spoken for hundreds of years, when she spoke, her voice was hoarse and distressing.

She was so hoarse, she sat down in front of the light curtain, and asked repeatedly:

"Is Jian'er okay? He, he was seriously injured by the people you sent... Where's Chan'er? What happened to them?"

"If I wanted to take their lives, I wouldn't let them live to this day," said the man under the tree without any disturbance.

The trapped woman burst into tears, bit her lip, but laughed through her tears.

"It's fine if they're okay...it's fine..."

"Oh," said the man under the tree with some sarcasm, "Not only are they fine, but your son has also joined the sect of Daoist Jade Cauldron and became a disciple of a sage. Now that he is 500 years old, he is born out of nowhere, and has spread the story of you throughout the prehistoric world!"

The woman's expression was shaken, her lips trembled slightly, and she said in a low voice: "No matter what, they have a blood relationship with you. Brother... Your Majesty, don't embarrass them. I can live forever here, but please, please don't harm them..."

"I hurt them?"

The person under the tree suddenly became agitated, and the teacup that was exuding a curl of white mist was swept to the ground by him, and it was smashed into pieces.

Ping!

"It's them who want to harm me! Not only them, you also want to harm me! Ask yourself how I treat you! In the end, you have to have an affair with a mortal! Break the rules of the world I set! Still a concubine!"

The woman's face was full of tears, and she kept shaking her head: "No...it's not like that...my husband and I are real..."

"That's because someone took advantage of my retreat and secretly led your red thread to him! The change of the heavenly secret! What kind of love and hatred, when will you wake up when you are in the game! Only then will you admit your mistake!"

The person under the tree let out a cold snort, and gradually stabilized his heaving chest, but the eyes hidden under the shadow of the jade tree did not flicker at all from the beginning to the end.

"Let's do it for ourselves."

The figure under the tree gradually dissipated, leaving only a cold sentence.

"I said that day, as long as you take one step away from Heaven, you will no longer be my little sister. I will have someone come to visit you later, so you can save yourself what to say. If your sons and daughters dare to spoil my affairs, I will not keep them."

The woman opened her lips slightly, still wanting to say something, but the person under the tree was nowhere to be seen.

She sat there and wept silently, and after a while she couldn't help crying on the ground.

"Jian'er... Chan'er... how can I save you as a mother..."