The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

But he said that Zhao Gongming lost his face because of Wang Mo's matter, and fought with Daoist Taiyi but couldn't win, and felt a little depressed.

Before returning to Jin'ao Island, Zhao Gongming turned a corner, wanting to find his three righteous sisters to pour out some bitterness in his stomach.

Where can I find the island? Yun Shen does not know the way.

Zhao Gongming naturally knows where his three righteous sisters live, he often comes here to eat and drink, there are many immortals, and he always comes here to discuss with the three younger sisters if there are any troublesome things.

Break through the cloud road, turn into the fairy formation, fly around a few times, and a fairy island appears in front of you.

The sound of the fairy is curling up, the spirit beasts are in groups, and there are three fairy mountains, which are lonely and arrogant.

Before entering the island, he heard a chuckle: "Brother, your nose is getting stronger and stronger. You just found this altar of immortal wine just like this."

But on the fairy mountain on the left, there is an extraordinary fairy standing in the clouds. She has a beautiful face and a graceful posture, but what is even more impressive is her ethereal fairy spirit overflowing from the dust.

This must be a master who does not care about world affairs.

"Oh, don't mention it, Bi Xiao quickly bring your wine and listen to me." Zhao Gongming sighed quietly, "Where are your two sisters?"

"The eldest sister is naturally still in seclusion, and the second sister is watching the wine jar below to count the time. Brother, didn't you just come here three hundred years ago? Eldest sister just closed the mountain not long ago."

Bi Xiao chuckled, seeing Zhao Gongming's decadent face, she was also a little curious.

For as long as the human race has prospered, the Jujiao has prospered for so many years. Over the years, Zhao Gongming never came here in high spirits, and only after drinking did he start to vomit bitterness and pour sour water. Why did he just frown today.

Bi Xiao smiled and said, "Brother, what difficulties did you encounter? Come on, it will make me happy too."

"Bah!" Zhao Gongming's face darkened, and just as he was about to scold someone, he smelled a scent from the mountain, his eyes lit up, and he used his escape method to rush directly into the mountain.

"Where's the wine! Where's the wine!"

A girl in a light-yellow skirt was about to run away with a large jar of wine in her arms. Zhao Gongming hurried forward and held her down with force.

The girl giggled, and with a slight struggle, Zhao Gongming's supernatural power was immediately broken.

Zhao Gongming used his magical powers of capture again and again, and the girl in yellow hugged the wine jar and moved left and right, leaving Zhao Gongming at a loss what to do.

What's even more ingenious is that the two of them chased and fled, both in an attic, and they didn't break a single object.

"Okay, Qiong Xiao will give half of the wine to the eldest brother, and I, a wine brewer, just don't drink it!" Bi Xiao came down from the cloud, walking steadily, swaying.

The girl in yellow is Qiong Xiao, one of the three Xiaos of Jiejiao, and her cultivation and mana seem to be higher than that of Zhao Gongming, the "righteous brother".

As we all know, Zhao Gongming and Sanxiao have a close friendship, they have practiced together since ancient times, and they are even more loyal to Jinlan, and their relationship is no worse than that of brothers and sisters.

Sanxiao is the three colorful clouds who obtained the Tao after the opening of the heavens. They are born with extraordinary aptitude. Among them, the eldest sister Yunxiao has the most advanced cultivation base, and it is rare to make a move. Few of the immortals know what kind of state she has reached.

Sanxiao has innate magic weapons 'Hunyuan Jindou' and 'Golden Jiaojian', which are also two treasures with unpredictable power in the prehistoric world.

It's just that San Xiao usually doesn't walk around in Honghuang, but now Zhao Gongming is more famous.

"Brother, you have fallen behind in your practice recently!"

Qiong Xiao ran over with a smile on her arms, took a cup, poured three cups of wine carefully, her face was delicate and charming, but she looked like a girl.

In fact, the three sisters had wisdom at the same time, and the rankings were determined successively by transformation. Qiong Xiao was a moment faster than Bi Xiao, and naturally became the second sister. On the contrary, Bi Xiao, who seemed to be a little more mature, was the third sister.

Zhao Gongming took a sip of the wine with a dark face. This fairy wine is naturally extraordinary, but after entering it, it can reflect the state of mind at this time.

He sighed faintly again, and it was intentional, he wanted the two sisters to ask 'what's the matter', so that he could make complaints about it.

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"Bi Xiao, the wine you brewed this time is really good. It's sour, sweet and refreshing."

"This Baiwei Ruyi wine is perfect."

Qiong Xiao and Bi Xiao were seriously commenting on Xianniang, but they ignored him completely.

"Hey, I said you, so you can't pass me a story!" Zhao Gongming put down the cup in his hand depressed, Bi Xiao covered his mouth and chuckled, Qiong Xiao leaned forward and backward with a smile, obviously deliberately teasing.

"Okay, brother, tell me, who is making you unhappy this time?"

Zhao Gongming slumped on the chair, picked a fairy fruit, and stuffed it into his mouth, "Have you ever heard that there is a Jade Cauldron real person in Chanjiao?"

Qiong Xiao: "I seem to have heard of it."

But Bi Xiao said: "The one from the Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain? It is said that the characters among the Twelve Golden Immortals are mediocre and not well-known."

"Mediocre skills? Oh, mediocre skills?" Zhao Gongming smiled wryly, sighed, and then jumped up and cursed: "If his skills are mediocre, I'm just a small fish in the sea! I haven't practiced yet!"

Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao looked at each other, Qiong Xiao put away her giggling expression, raised her brows, "Brother, did you get bullied by Yu Ding?"

Bi Xiao also asked with concern: "Where did he hit you? Are you injured? I have a panacea here."

"Hey! I was bullied for nothing. Can I be bullied so easily by my peers?" Zhao Gongming waved his hands again and again, sighing again, and said, "It wasn't him who bullied me, it was actually his apprentice."

Qiong Xiao: "Huh? Is Master Yuding so powerful?"

Bi Xiao: "Sure enough, I'm going to let the eldest sister out of the customs!"

"It's not what you think. That kid has just practiced for more than 500 years, how can he be my opponent?" Zhao Gongming curled his lips, "After practicing for another 50,000 years...well, 5,000 years...you will probably be able to bully me."

Er Xiao couldn't help but look at each other, really don't understand what happened to this righteous brother.

Zhao Gongming didn't go around the corner anymore, and slowly told the story of Yang Jian and Wang Mo, the cause and effect, and the details of the matter, and he talked for half an hour in one breath, and took out the orb for the photo, and showed it to the two younger sisters.

"Brother, this is your fault!" Qiong Xiao said righteously, "The Wang Mo acted impulsively, wronged Yang Jian without distinguishing between good and bad, and even bullied the small, unreasonable, and shot twice indiscriminately. You should have taught Wang Mo, why did you fight Taiyi?"

Bi Xiao nodded in the same way.

"I..." Zhao Gongming was inexplicably reprimanded, and felt even more depressed. He stood up unhappily, "Well, this matter is my fault anyway, I just go back."

After speaking, he turned around and left, really a little angry.

He also thought that the three younger sisters could understand the grievances he suffered for cutting off the education, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson.

"Brother, go slowly, don't you take this jar of wine with you?"

"Of course I have to bring it!" Zhao Gongming turned around and took the wine jar in his hand, "I'm going back to Jin'ao Island to teach those guys a lesson, it's really embarrassing for me!"

Bi Xiao and Qiong Xiao looked at each other, smiling brightly again.

Smiling, Bi Xiao said, "I'm afraid this is not a good sign."

"What's the matter? What's the sign?"

"It's only been five hundred years, and it's indistinguishable to be able to fight with Daluo Jinxian, and we can win and lose each other." Bi Xiao's face was a little dignified, "Such an amazing and peerless cultivating spirit, don't be born for some catastrophe."

Qiong Xiao looked in the direction of Nanbuzhou, "Isn't there Jieyun over there?"

"Well," Bi Xiao nodded slightly, took out a pair of tortoise shells, and three gleaming copper coins, muttering in his mouth, and began to calculate something.

Qiong Xiao wondered: "The catastrophe is so obvious, what else do you calculate?"

"I'm afraid that Jieyun in Nanzhou just hid the number of days for him. If it's just a catastrophe like conferring a god, there shouldn't be such a qualified person born."

Bi Xiao muttered a few words, fiddling with the tortoise shell and copper coins, his figure was entwined with some obscure aura...

On the contrary, Qiong Xiao looked indifferent, holding a pair of small scissors, and was finely trimming the white jade-like nails.

...

Nanzhou, Northwest.

Yang Jian wiped the pointed spear in the clam, but his consciousness was scattered on the ground, looking for the familiar city.

Five hundred years is nothing in the eyes of immortals, but in the eyes of mortals, it has passed countless generations.

The world at this time is very peaceful, ordinary people can't see the robbery cloud, they feel that the Great Shang can only be established for a few hundred years, if it follows the fate of the Great Xia Xian Dynasty for thousands of years, the Great Shang should still have a stable life for thousands of years.

Naturally, this is too far away and too unfamiliar for mortals, and even mortals in most areas have not found any difference between their lives and the living conditions recorded by their ancestors thousands of years ago.

Yang Jian was searching for his hometown, and he vaguely remembered the scenery along the way, but he forgot exactly where the big city he set off from was.

"Brother, is it there?"

Yang Xiaochan, who was lying on the edge of the clam, suddenly yelled, and Yang Jian's consciousness swept towards the ruined wall that was destroyed in the flames of war, and many childhood images appeared in his mind.

"That's right, this is it, let's go there."

Yang Xiaochan's eyes turned red, she bit her lip, naturally thinking of her parents' tragedy again, she felt a little sentimental.

Soon, the clam landed outside the broken gate of the old city, and Yang Jian walked out of the clam with his hands behind his back, feeling a little inexplicably melancholy in his heart.

"Come back, let's."