The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Having already made up his mind and made up his mind to go to the Eternal Kingdom of God, Yang Jian actually doesn't have too much burden in his heart.

He had already tried his best in the previous catastrophe, so there was nothing he could do.

He has no tendency to be masochistic, and he will not be so arrogant that he classifies Hong Huang's final compromise with the Supreme Being as too incompetent. He has done too much, and in the end he still relies on Master Xuandu's wrist...

There are always regrets.

Although Empress Nuwa was in the great catastrophe of heaven and earth, she didn't have much light because of her own inability to attack.

But she has the great merit of creating the human race. She is the saint of the human race and has never owed the prehistoric people.

After Yang Jian woke up, he went to the place where the sword was tested and walked around. He saw tens of thousands of monks who practiced in seclusion in the depths of the place where the sword was tested.

If it weren't for the prehistoric creatures, they really wanted to fight to the death.

Just when he was about to leave quietly, Yang Jian was stopped by Milong, who asked a question that even Yang Jian couldn't answer.

"Tell me, if I become a holiness, will there be a strong person to fight again in the future?"

When Mirage Dragon said this, there was a slight smile on the corner of his mouth.

For this old monster...well, for this old senior, wanting to become a saint is as simple as drinking water and eating. This is an existence whose lifeline runs through most of the history of the visible world.

And its avenue has already been determined, it is the natal supernatural power - illusion.

The mirage dragon has been unsanctified, not because he doesn't want to, but because he can bear it.

After being sanctified, the Dao will unfold in the sea of ​​Dao Ze. No matter how well you hide yourself, as long as you reveal it for a moment, it will leave traces, leaving clues for the strongest to find themselves.

These Xeons had been destroying the world before, and every time they caused bloody storms, Mirage Dragon hid in the corner of the Chaos Sea and shivered, fearing that these guys would find him.

But now...

Yang Jian asked back, "Senior, why did you suddenly have such an idea?"

"No, if I become a sage, I can open another trial after the sword trial, and help those little guys who are trapped in the quasi-sage peak to break through themselves."

Mirage Dragon sighed, glanced at Yang Jian, and said with a wry smile: "I haven't been able to help you a few times, and it's really hard for you, so I want to do something for you. You should go to the Eternal Kingdom of God."

"Well, I'll go when I break through."

"So, with more combat power to help you, your chances of winning will be better," Mirage Dragon sighed, "I don't know if it's right to bet everything on you, but I always feel that I have lived in a muddle for so many years, and it is meaningless."

Yang Jian couldn't laugh or cry and replied: "Listen to what you mean, if I go to the Eternal Kingdom of God, I will never return?"

"Then tell me the truth, the odds of winning are 50%?"

"No," Yang Jian spread his hands, "but if I don't go, the last chance of winning is gone."

"That's right," Mirage Dragon suddenly wept, "Hurry up and comfort me, otherwise I really can't make up my mind."

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Maybe I can find some of Dubi's backhands."

"Oh? It shouldn't be too late, I'm going to break through now, you let the sage Tianyan control the Chaos Clock, otherwise the movement will be a bit loud, and people who are practicing in seclusion may be disturbed."

The mirage dragon was also decisive, and after saying a word, the avatar disappeared immediately.

But Mirage Dragon's somewhat indecent real body turned into a ray of light and escaped into the void, and the place where the sword was tested shone with light, and those who were passing through the checkpoint were forcibly sent back to the fairy island checkpoint.

Although becoming enlightened is very simple for Mirage Dragon, it also requires a period of retreat and preparation, and Yang Jian has no intention of watching the ceremony here.

Seeing the hundreds of monks in the sword-testing place were a little confused, Yang Jian's voice rang out everywhere in the sword-testing place.

"In a few days, a senior here will break through and become a saint, so the place where the sword is tested is temporarily closed, and you can just wait for the practice in place."

After saying that, Yang Jian let these monks whisper, and his figure floated away, disappearing into this illusory world.

"This is Zhenjun Erlang?"

"Zhenjun healed from his injuries? Finally, his practice can be more stable."

"Hey, when will we have the ability of a real king."

"Don't think about it, take this opportunity to retreat and study, the key to practice is to constantly understand, this place is the opportunity for you and me."

A famous monk chatted a few words with a smile, and the place where the sword was tested was only noisy for a while, and soon quieted down.

Just talking about the attitude towards practice, these monks who have experienced the catastrophe have already undergone a fundamental change from before the catastrophe.

Before the catastrophe, cultivating the Tao was for longevity and freedom.

It is only now that I understand that only when the Dao realm is advanced and the ability is tyrannical can there be a little more possibility of survival.

...

After the Chaos Clock came out, Tianyan Daozi had already placed drinks on the edge of the Kunlun Mountain cliff, and Yang Jian walked over to sit on the futon on one side.

Backed by the chaotic clock that seems to be integrated with Kunlun Mountain, looking at the snow-capped peaks in front of you, watching the thin clouds between the sky and the earth...

"How many people are you going to bring there?" Tianyan Daozi asked softly.

Yang Jian said: "Actually, it's best for me to go on the road alone. I don't know for sure. It's still early. Let's see then."

"I'll go with you," Tianyan Daozi said, "Maybe I can help you with something."

"Although the Kalachakra Dao is mysterious, it also has many limitations." Yang Jian shook his head lightly, "You just keep guarding the prehistoric world, otherwise I would feel a little uneasy about leaving."

Daozi Tianyan sighed softly, raised his glass to Yang Jian, and said, "When I saw you for the first time that day, I actually knew what would happen today."

"you saw it?"

"Following the long river of time, you can always see many things behind, but you can't say anything about it. If you say everything, it will turn into an unknown number, and I will be backlashed by the Dao."

Tianyan Daozi slowly closed his eyes, "I saw you fighting against the strongest in the world, and I saw you leave the prehistoric and rush to the eternal kingdom of God, but I couldn't see half of the other side."

Yang Jian said: "There are barriers between heaven and earth, it's not that your supernatural powers are not perfect."

"Of course I know, it's just that I have some regrets in my heart," Tian Yan Daozi looked at Yang Jian, with a little sadness in his eyes.

Yang Jian asked: "What's wrong?"

"I thought I was the protagonist to protect the prehistoric world, but I didn't expect that I was just your foil in the end." Tianyan Daozi smiled wryly, "It feels really uncomfortable to feel like this."

"Have a drink," Yang Jian curled his lips, "I would really like to be your foil, at least it will be easier."

Daozi Tianyan couldn't help but smile, and clinked wine glasses with Yang Jian.

Yang Jian asked: "What is the prehistoric world like after I leave?"

"It can't be said, and it's too far away, and I can't see it."

Yang Jian was silent for a while, then smiled and said: "In this prehistoric period, I actually respect all the saints. Even if I am sanctified, I still feel that these prehistoric saints are extraordinary."

"When should I say it?"

Yang Jian stroked his sleeves, and said loudly: "The sages of Taiqing held yin and yang in their hands, and they practiced the way of Taiji; my master held high the pangu god banner, but he practiced the way of order; needless to say, my master uncle, his swordsmanship is the most accomplished in the past and present. Unfortunately, the master of Sanqing was plotted by Qianhong, otherwise, how can we use you and me?"

"Good," Daozi Tianyan raised his eyebrows, and continued to listen to Yang Jian's words.

"Let's talk about you, you are cultivating the Kalachakra Dao, which is unpredictable and difficult to understand. Not to mention my master, I, as a disciple, dare not speak nonsense, you and I know for ourselves."

"The Six Paths of Reincarnation of Empress Houtu, and the Way of Good Fortune of Empress Nuwa... whichever one, if it can be cultivated to perfection, will be quite a terrifying existence."

"It's a pity..."

There was a little regret in Yang Jian's eyes.

Daozi Tianyan shook his head with a smile, "The other party will not give us time to rise up. If we want to cultivate a road to perfection, at least it will take ten yuan or even longer."

"Forget it, let's not talk about it," Yang Jian took a sip of his wine, "No matter what, if Honghuang can survive in the future, I hope those who come later will not forget yesterday's catastrophe."

"Don't forget the shame of the prehistoric world."

"Don't forget those ancestors who stained this world with blood."

A glass of sake was spilled in front of him, Tianyan Daozi sighed softly, staring at the colorful clouds in the sky in a daze.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "I'll go to the Heavenly Court for a walk, I won't spend time here with you, I have to rush back to accompany my wife."

"Give birth to a precious son early."

"Did you see something?"

Tianyan Daozi smiled without saying a word, everything was kept silent.

Have children of your own?

Yang Jian was really surprised.

Going to the Kingdom of Eternal God, at this time, is a narrow escape, or even ten deaths, but Yang Jian has a reason to go, and he has a backbone that will not back down.

If I can leave some blood to pass on, it's not in vain to come here.

Why did you think of life and death?

Yang Jian couldn't help laughing. It's not his character to be timid before a fight, and the strongest realm is ahead. If Meng Luo didn't suppress his realm that day, he might directly break through to the strongest realm.

It was also thanks to Meng Luo's suppression, otherwise the No. 1 and No. 6 powerhouses would show up, and there would inevitably be another battle.

They will definitely not leave behind Yang Jian's "future trouble", and Meng Luo will also stand by Hong Huang and Yang Jian's side.

Although the outcome is unknown, the other party has a better chance of winning, and Meng Luo seems to be quite afraid of that elder sister, so he chose such a safe method...

Suppressing Yang Jian's realm, making Yang Jian seriously injured and lethargic, it looks like his soul is exhausted.

As a result, Yang Jian also escaped a catastrophe...

Just thinking about this in my heart, I have already arrived at the Nantian Gate before I knew it. The heavenly soldiers and generals guarding the gate saw Yang Jian coming in the clouds, and all of them raised their chests and raised their heads.

When Yang Jian arrived in front of the Nantian Gate, several heavenly generals took the lead, and the group of heavenly soldiers and generals knelt down on one knee at the same time.

"Meet the lord!"

Return to Hongmeng...

That's right, there is no need for Gui Hongmeng to exist anymore, this time, let Gui Hongmeng return to its original heaven.

Yang Jian waved his hand, "There's no need to be too polite."

Then he floated in, without the slightest pretensions of a sage.

The heavenly court has also been repaired by Sanqing, and the vitality has been restored everywhere.

After the catastrophe, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals broke through in a large area, which quickly restored most of the Heavenly Court's combat power, and recruited many "new recruits" in the Three Thousand Great World.

However, there are fewer silk, bamboo and fairy music in the heavenly court, and battle formations can be seen everywhere, and it seems that there will be continuous battles in the future.

Along the way, all the heavenly soldiers and generals who met Yang Jian would kneel down and salute, and some heavenly gods and Sanxian who were nearby would also take the initiative to salute.

He originally wanted to go to Taibai Xingjun's mansion first to remember his old friend, but halfway there, a chariot flew across the sky, and Cousin Longji came to invite him.

The Queen Mother made an appointment, but the aunt didn't know what was important, so she couldn't wait for a moment.

(PS: I ran for a day in the fog today, I was so tired and paralyzed, I started coughing uncontrollably again, the next chapter will be updated at noon tomorrow, sorry, sorry.

In addition, 90% of the outline of this book has been completed, and it has been written for more than a year. There are many missing details and plots, which the author may not notice.

Readers who still want to see who will appear, or have strong expectations for a certain plot, please leave a message in the book review of the starting point~ I will read it regularly.

The Legend of Erlang is not perfect and has many flaws, but it has been written with more than a year of hard work. I will do my best to write a good ending, and I will always work hard to create a more exciting world of Xianxia.

I'm getting down to business, an apprentice walking silently on the road of Xianxia.

The road to immortality is long, and I am fortunate to have you as my companions.

One year, one book, one or two confidants, and friends through literature, I am very happy.