The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

The monkey's question is destined to not get an answer from the mouths of these immortal officials, and the immortal officials of the Yumajian are afraid of getting into trouble, so they dare not spread the monkey's "rhetoric words" everywhere.

But these immortal officials are not stupid, they know that they have a troublesome boss.

In the days that followed, Sun Wukong, apart from strolling around the Yumajian, rode a Pegasus horse around every day.

Gradually, Monkey King was a little unwilling to be lonely, so he divided the 100,000 celestial horses in the Yumajian into ten batches, and each time he took 10,000 celestial horses out for a circle, showing off his might and power.

And the scope of his activities also began to "spread" from the original heaven to other places in the thirty-three days.

There are cloud roads communicating with each other in the heavenly court; the monkey is smart, he let these celestial horses run rampant under the cloud roads, and does not interfere with the normal gods, just sits on the back of the first horse to show off.

It seems that they have already started to inspect their own territory in advance.

Many heavenly soldiers and generals were also amazed at the sight of thousands of horses galloping; and the story of a restless Bi Mawen appeared in the heavenly court, and gradually spread throughout the heavenly court.

Gradually, what Sun Wukong wanted to do every day was to ride around on these celestial horses, and within a few months, he had traveled all over the heavens before the Lingxiao Palace.

Such a high-profile Bi Mawen, since the establishment of the Heavenly Court, is also unique.

Anyway, this spirit monkey is not afraid of anything, the worst thing is to take a toothpick out of its ear and fight, wanton and happy, so happy.

It is also strange to say.

Bi Mawen often went to herd horses by the Tianhe River, but he had never seen the handsome Canopy Marshal. The two of them seemed to never meet each other, and they would always stagger their feet.

Yang Jian stayed in Li Tianwang's mansion for a few days, and then pretended to leave the heavenly court, but in fact he still turned into a spirit bird, secretly observing Monkey King's every move.

This monkey also seems to have a natural ability, whether it was originally in the poor Fangcun Mountain, or in the Huaguo Mountain where the king dominates, or in the current heaven where the dark tide is surging, he can make himself very happy.

The heart is dust-free and transparent, and the Tao is born and natural.

This kind of state is something that many monks have been pursuing but can't find. This kind of spirit monkey that was raised in nature is born with it, it is really unfair to heaven.

It's just that the more Heaven gives, the heavier the monkey will bear in the future...

Probably this is also a principle of the way of heaven.

On this day, Monkey King began to wonder which side he had not been to. With the posture of a galloping horse, he went upstream along the Tianhe River, but headed towards Ziweitian.

Seeing this, Yang Jian's heart moved, and he suddenly thought of something.

Because the Holy Mother of Jinling is the Doumu Yuanjun, the Arctic Ziweitian is almost the territory of Jiejiao Immortal, and Jiejiao Immortal doesn't care about any Buddhist calculations...

Moreover, Taoist Duobao and the God of Wealth joined forces to plot against Cihang, and Yang Jian always felt that if the monkey went there, he would have to suffer a lot.

He was about to follow up to see the excitement when he suddenly stopped again.

No, if this monkey goes there, he is afraid that he will meet his apprentice!

Yang Jian turned into a spirit bird and flew into the clouds and mist. In a blink of an eye, he flew through several heavens, and found the fairy palace floating under the moonlight in a land of fairy mountains like forests.

Marriage Palace, Yuelao's site.

Yang Jian quietly entered the hall, and the spirit bird dissipated the method of transformation when it landed, releasing a little breath.

Yuelao, who was dozing in the back hall, opened his eyes in fright, shuddered, and fell directly from the soft bed, and hurriedly called the boy outside the marriage hall, flustered for a while.

In the Hall of Marriage Fate, there is a jade elephant of the Nuwa Empress. The jade elephant is carrying a red hydrangea ball, and it really exudes the innate treasure aura unique to the red hydrangea ball.

Yang Jian bowed to Nuwa's jade elephant, and then looked at the situation everywhere.

The Jade Elephant separates the Marriage Hall into the front and back. The front hall is small and elegantly furnished. There are a few jade seats, and there are some futons and low tables in the corner, on which are several sets of tea sets.

It's a good place for a quiet meeting.

"Zhenjun Erlang?"

Yuelao's voice came from behind the jade elephant, and then he ran over with a smile on his face, and bowed to Yang Jian, "I don't know that the real king is here, and I am far away to welcome you. Please forgive me and don't blame the real king."

"Yue Lao is being polite," Yang Jian cupped his hands, "Come here today, I have something to ask."

Yuelao was stunned for a moment, and then smiled all over his face, "It's easy to say, easy to say, if Zhenjun has a crush on a fairy, he can just send someone to let him know, why bother to go there himself?"

Yang Jian was a little bit dissatisfied when he said this so lightly and casually.

Dare to Love Yuelao here can casually bring people into marriage? If so, I really don't know how many members of the Heavenly Court are convenient.

"It's just," Yue Lao twirled his beard, and said with a smile, "This marriage is not determined by a red thread, some of them will be broken if they are pulled by the red thread, and some of them can't be pulled by the red thread at this time, but they may be able to be drawn in the future. Although the movement of heaven is a fixed number, there are changes in the plan, and you need to grasp it yourself."

This was a bit euphemistic, but it was just telling Yang Jian that holding the red string might not win the heart of a human fairy, or it might be broken immediately.

Yang Jian's dissatisfaction dissipated immediately, and he felt that it was not easy to be old this month. He is not strong in mana but holds a great power in the world. After all, it is inevitable to deal with someone like him who cannot be provoked.

"Yuelao misunderstood," Yang Jian said, "I didn't mean to re-infect myself with good luck."

"Oh?" Yuelao said with a smile, "Zhenjun please take a seat first, let's talk slowly."

Yang Jian nodded in agreement, and sat down with Yuelao as guest and host. A boy brought tea and chatted with each other.

Then Yang Jian explained the purpose of coming: "I wonder if Yuelao can cut the red rope for one person?"

"If you can pull it, you can cut it," Yuelao said with a smile, "It's just that, as the saying goes, it's better to demolish ten temples than destroy one marriage. Every time you cut the red rope, you have to suffer the backlash of heaven..."

Yuelao paused for a moment, then murmured a few times, "The more marriages that have a huge impact on the world are cut off, the more serious the backlash that needs to be endured."

"It doesn't matter," Yang Jian said with a smile, "I have a disciple, and I see that she has been a little restless recently, so I thought that she has also reached the age of first love, so I came here to have a look."

Yue Lao almost blurted out: "But that Fairy Zixia who is currently working as a lantern envoy in Ziwei Star Palace?"

Yang Jian frowned slightly, and looked directly into Yuelao's eyes.

Here and now, Yang Jian is just an incarnation here, but Yang Jian's eyes oppressed Yuelao, which immediately made the old fairy a little at a loss.

Yang Jian said: "Yuelao is very impressed with my apprentice, could it be that someone mentioned my apprentice in front of Yuelao before?"

"Don't blame Zhenjun, Fairy Zixia Zhongxiu Linghui, since entering the Heavenly Court, I don't know how many days have been asking righteous gods to my side. Naturally, I have a deep impression on Fairy Zixia. But don't worry, Zhenjun, the little old man has his own sense of propriety, and he has definitely not interfered with Fairy Zixia's cultivation."

Then Yang Jian nodded slowly, and said: "Why don't you ask Yue Lao to show me the red rope on Zixia's body."

"This way, Zhenjun, please, this way."

Yuelao agreed repeatedly, led the way, and led Yang Jian around the jade statue of Empress Nuwa to the apse.

In the hall, a complicated magic weapon like a star instrument stood in the middle. Among these magic weapons, one after another, red strings could be seen floating out continuously, piercing into the surrounding clouds and mist.

These clouds and mists are filled with mustard seeds everywhere, filled with clay sculptures of little people, and these clay sculptures are connected by red strings.

Some clay sculptures are clean, while others are covered with red strings.

But these two kinds are relatively rare, and the most common ones are clay sculptures in pairs, tightly held by a red rope.

Yuelao led Yang Jian forward to the entrance of a mustard universe.

Yuelao raised his hand, and a clay sculpture flew over and landed in Yuelao's hands. The simple face was somewhat similar to Zixia, and Zixia's birth date was engraved on the back of the clay sculpture, and Zixia's name and place of birth were engraved on the bottom of the clay sculpture.

This is the image of marriage condensed by heaven.

What made Yang Jian frown slightly was that there was a thin red thread wrapped around the ankle of the clay sculpture of Zixia.

There is actually a gold thread mixed in the red thread, and it is tied with a rare dead button.

Yang Jian frowned slightly, but Yuelao's face still changed drastically. He secretly glanced at Yang Jian's expression, and his heart was full of ups and downs.

What if Yang Jian violently murdered someone?

But he had already taken out the clay sculpture, and he couldn't hide it if he wanted to, so he could only tell Yang Jian the truth...

God Pan Gu, before Yang Jian came, he would never dare to tamper with Fairy Zixia's marriage, the red rope mixed with gold threads, the position of the buckle, and the tight buckle...

"Zhenjun, this, this is a knot." This pun is also a tactful reminder to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian took the clay sculpture, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

"Bring over the clay sculpture at the other end of the red string."

"Hey," Yuelao replied in a low voice, pulled the red rope, practiced immortal skills, and pulled out the clay sculpture at the other end.

As soon as the clay sculpture came out, Yang Jian's face darkened immediately, and Yue Lao gasped even more.

"Why is it a monkey?"

Yang Jian snorted coldly, Yuelao knew he had slipped his words, so he had to bow his head, not daring to speak more.

as expected……

At the same time, the crape myrtle sky in the North Pole, the mighty herd of celestial horses, passed by outside Doumu Yuanjun's Immortal Mansion.

The monkey looked at this majestic mansion, and had some strange thoughts in his heart, wanting to go in and play.

Inside the mansion, several Jiejiao immortals were disturbed by the movement outside to drink, and suddenly came out drunk, seeing a group of celestial horses rampaging here, one of them directly swung a palm, knocking down dozens of celestial horses.

"Where did so many Pegasus come from! Do you know where this is? How dare you act wild here!"

The monkey who was galloping in the wind at the front turned his head and was furious.

These celestial horses are almost like his monkey grandchildren, and someone actually bullied his horse in front of his face.

No matter what kind of god you are, if you offend Monkey King, it can only be regarded as unlucky.

"Horse, horse!" Sun Wukong patted the heads of the group of Pegasus horses he was riding, and cursed, "Go back and find a place for your brother!"

Sitting down, the Tianma let out a long hiss, soared into the air, turned around in mid-air, and charged aggressively at Kangong Doumu Yuanjun's mansion.