The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

"Brother, are you tired of fighting with the strongest? Chan'er can help you squeeze your legs."

"Master, try this fruit to see if it tastes good. This is what the disciples have worked so hard to grow."

In Chaos Sea, in a fairy palace not too far away from the Saint's Courtyard, Yang Jian was enjoying the "serving" of two beautiful girls with a helpless face, while Ao Xinke on the side covered his mouth with a chuckle and prepared a family banquet.

"You two, don't help your teacher and sister-in-law!"

Xiao Chan'er giggled, hugged her elder brother's arm and started to act like a baby; Fairy Zixia beside her couldn't be so unscrupulous, but she also began to beat Master's shoulders attentively.

"Brother, why don't you let us go to the place where the sword is tested," Xiao Chan'er pouted, "Junior Sister Chanyu and Liu Ya have both gone, but she was left to practice with the empress. Is it because my aptitude is too poor that I would embarrass you."

After finishing speaking, he twitched aggrievedly.

"Master," Zixia also said, "this disciple is willing to protect the Dao with his body, and please also allow the master to allow the disciple to enter the sword-testing place to improve his cultivation and sharpen his supernatural powers."

Yang Jian sighed softly. He had selfish intentions and wanted to keep his apprentice and younger sister away from this catastrophe, but he didn't expect the two of them to come here by themselves.

"It's not impossible to let you go," Yang Jian said frankly, "but after a few months, the first batch of people who will enter will be the disciples who test the effect of the sword-testing place, and they will also be good talents from the third and fourth generations of Taoism and Buddhism."

"The second batch that was just sent in these few days are mostly monks who survived the last battle. They are not only top-notch in terms of aptitude, comprehension, heel, and perseverance, but also owe their contributions to the prehistoric world and countless creatures, so they are qualified to enter the place of sword testing."

"As for the two of you..."

Behind Yang Jian, Zixia quickly winked at Xiao Chan'er.

Yang Xiaochan pursed her lips, looking full of disappointment, bowed her head and said: "Oh, Xiaochan knows, I will definitely go to kill those powerful enemies in the next battle, and I can't let people say that the dignified Erlang Zhenjun, the sister who is the pillar of Honghuang, is actually such a weak and weak waste."

"Who dares to talk about you?" Yang Jian couldn't help but raise his voice, and said in a steady voice: "You are my Yang Jian's sister, whoever dares to make irresponsible remarks behind your back will treat my fist as fake!"

Yang Xiaochan originally wanted to use some bitter tricks, but she didn't expect Yang Jian to use his tricks, which really made her a little dumbfounded.

"No one is talking nonsense, brother, why are you so excited?"

"Okay," Ao Xinke walked over with lotus steps and light steps, pulled Xiao Chan'er and said with earnestness, "My husband just doesn't want you and Zixia to suffer. The reason why people can improve quickly in the place of sword testing is that there are countless battles and countless life and death wanderings."

Zixia knelt down beside her, and said softly: "Master, master wife, in today's catastrophe, no one can survive alone. As Master Chan'er said, this disciple is Master's disciple, so we must not embarrass Master. If the disciple who is going to test the sword has this qualification, Master please don't use personal affection to stop him."

"Do you really want to go?" Yang Jian asked, with some hesitation in his voice.

Zixia looked up at her master, smiled lightly and nodded.

"Master, although this disciple is only in the Great Luo Realm now, and his foundation is not too solid, he is willing to go in and give it a try."

Zixia hurriedly said: "I have enough pills on my body, and they were all given to me by you, the master. I haven't been able to use them. I won't waste the pills refined by the saints. I just want to sharpen myself, or..."

"It's good that when master leads thousands of monks to counterattack in the future, this disciple will be able to get closer to master and kill demons to protect the way!"

"You," Yang Jian raised his hand to help, and Zixia stood up involuntarily.

Ao Xinke at the side also said: "Xia'er has a strong heart, if she goes to the place where she will try her sword, she will definitely not insult her husband's name. Why don't you just let her go."

"Forget it, I will send you to try the sword later as a teacher," Yang Jian said with a smile, and Zixia was overjoyed.

"Sister-in-law, what about me?" Xiao Chaner asked repeatedly.

"You?" Ao Xinke walked to the round table with Xiao Chan'er in her arms, "Let's eat honestly first, even if my husband is willing, I won't let you suffer."

Xiao Chan'er suddenly looked sad.

Just in time, at the entrance of the main hall on the side, the teleportation formation flickered lightly, and two figures came hand in hand, they were Xiao Lan and Feng Wu who had been busy dealing with the affairs of the Chaos Spirit Clan.

It's rare for a family to get together.

The two daughters greeted each other, calling them 'husband' and 'big sister', even if Xiao Chan'er was wronged, she could only greet the two sisters-in-law obediently.

How many people are seated, even if it is between husband and wife, the topic at this time cannot avoid the place of the sword test.

Xiao Lan first asked: "Husband, is this place for sword testing really so mysterious? Da Luo goes in and becomes a quasi-sage?"

"Jokes, jokes," Yang Jian shook his head and smiled wryly. "There is no such good thing in the world. The place where the sword is tested uses the power of the Chaos Clock to change the flow of time and give them more opportunities to practice breakthroughs."

Feng Wu smiled and said: "Just like this, it is enough to attract all the monks, no wonder there is such an uproar."

Yang Jian said: "There are the avenues left by the sages, the elixir refined by the Supreme Lord, and the most suitable opponents for the battle. In such an environment, those who enter are all materials that can be made. If they can't break through half a small realm, it will be a miracle."

Several people immediately nodded slightly, Zixia's eyes were full of anticipation, while Xiao Chan'er lay beside her, looking at her lotus lantern secretly saddened.

"By the way, Lan'er, Feng Wu, have you two been asked by your relatives and friends for this matter?" Yang Jian took the initiative to ask.

Xiao Lan and Feng Wu looked at each other, then sighed lightly, but both said nothing happened.

They didn't want to embarrass Yang Jian, and the blood of the Feng clan was withered, and the Xiao family was not considered a famous sect, and talents were scarce, so they really couldn't open their mouths to intercede with their husband.

"Fengshan has been practicing in closed doors for the past few years," Ao Xinke said, "If she wants to go in and improve her cultivation, Husband must not refuse."

Yang Jian nodded with a smile, Feng Shan is indeed a good candidate, the only pure-blooded phoenix besides Feng Wu, with this heel alone, she can't be rejected in the place of sword testing.

"Okay, let's not talk about these things today, let's try to see if Xinke's skills have improved."

A few people chuckled and began to drink and serve food. After a while, they all blushed after drinking. The five girls gathered together to talk about their daughter's family. Yang Jian himself was happy to be quiet for a while.

After the family banquet, Yang Jian sent Zixia to the saint's courtyard, and Zixia, as the youngest saint in the prehistoric world, was also praised by Taoist Tianyan.

When Milong saw Yang Jian's pro-apprentice coming, he also dealt with it carefully, even if he couldn't give Zixia water, but every time Zixia failed to pass the level, he would not be too ragged and embarrassed.

Yang Jian asked the saints for leave, and went back to spend time with the three wives.

Although Xiao Chan'er was depressed, she did not disobey her brother's arrangement, and went to complain to Yao Ji on her own.

The layout of the hall was quickly changed, the curtains were pulled up, the incense burner was lit, the dragon girl took a bath, and the phoenix girl pulled her hair. Xiao Lan was even bolder and pushed Yang Jian down on the bed first, taking the first place in this gathering.

In recent years, the burden on Yang Jian's body has become heavier and heavier, and he has been under more and more pressure, but he rarely has the opportunity to reunite with Ao Xinke, Xiao Lan and the others.

Finally got such an opportunity, although Hong Huang was defeated for a while, he also preserved his vitality and actively prepared to counterattack;

He also just came back from the battle with Xu Mo, and it will take a month for Uncle Yunxiao to recover, and then continue to 'entangle' with Xu Mo.

A little farewell is better than a newlywed, and it is easy to be glued to each other, and it is also a joy to sleep with a big quilt.

The three of them knew that Yang Jian had worked hard, so they were tender and obedient to their husband, helping Yang Jian release the backlog of pressure, and it was rare for Yang Jian to relax.

The spring light on the bed curtain is slow, and the fairy sings softly.

Where to play Xiao music, dance in the palm of your hand.

Just like this, I spent ten days and half a month with the three wives. The three of them were busy with various things, leaving Feng Wu, who was relatively free, to sleep here, but Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan had to go back to take care of the tedious affairs.

I don't know what the three of them discussed, but Feng Wu seemed to have made some kind of determination. She was the thinnest of the three wives, but she took this opportunity to court day and night.

When she was deeply in love, she finally explained what was in her heart...

"Husband...can you let Feng Wu give birth to a son and a half for your husband..."

Yang Jian couldn't bear to reject the beauty's favor, so he worked harder.

However, he seemed to have touched some limit after becoming a saint. No matter how hard he worked, he still couldn't make Feng Wu fulfill his wish.

Every time a husband and wife have sex, they naturally feel whether they can conceive this time; after being alone with Feng Wu for half a month, Yang Jian can't help but start to worry.

Could it be that he drank too much Coke in his previous life?

Cough, just kidding.

Maybe it's because he majored in the flesh body, and he still can't control whether he can get his wife pregnant at this time.

If you go to Laojun to ask for some elixir...it would be too shameful.

After he and Feng Wu explained in detail, Feng Wu quickly comforted her husband, as if she was afraid that Yang Jian would leave a knot in her heart, so she quickly pushed that it was because her morals were too low.

Yang Jian really took this matter to heart.

When he finished fighting the strongest and the family lived in seclusion, he couldn't avoid the problem of heirs.

Find out the problem earlier, find a solution earlier, and treat the disease when you are sick. Is he still afraid that this thing will not work? It's not that I can't do it...

Counting the time, Uncle Yunxiao should be fully recovered soon, and he will continue to compete with the strongest, delaying the opportunity for the other party to recover from his injuries.

The parting was imminent, Feng Wu also allowed him to ask for it, and finally reluctantly stayed with him...

When Yang Jian said that he was going to leave, Feng Wu tried his best to help Yang Jian get dressed, and after sending Yang Jian away from the fairy palace, he also yawned tiredly, with a little smile on his lips, leaned against the bed and fell asleep quickly.

Let's say that Yang Jian had just left the Immortal Palace and was about to take the road to Xuandu City, but he saw a Taoist wandering outside the gate of the palace heavily guarded by experts from the Spirit Race.

Yang Jian hurriedly greeted him, "Uncle Huang Long? Why don't you let people call me when you're here? Please come in."

"No, no, it's good to see you." Huang Long smiled and winked at Yang Jian, "I'm ashamed to bother you when you meet your wife. Cough, nephew, the place where you set up a sword test seems to be pretty good..."

"Master also accepts disciples?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.

"That's not true." Huang Long looked at the two sides, and saw that they were all spirit clan masters who could not understand Honghuang's language. His old face was still red, and he leaned closer to Yang Jian, and said in a low voice, "Look, Master... can I go in, um, try the sword?"

Yang Jian:……