The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Lu Chunyang... Lu Yan? Lu Zu? Lu Dongbin?

What is Xiaotiangou sleeping at this time? If he came out for a stroll, wouldn't he be able to confirm the identity of the visitor?

But this is wrong, Yang Jian murmured in his heart, Lu Dongbin shouldn't have appeared now, and the conferred godship has not yet passed.

It stands to reason that Lu Dongbin should be an immortal who attained the Tao before and after Journey to the West.

It is said that Lu Dongbin is the reincarnation of the Eastern Prince. Could it be that the Eastern Prince himself appeared?

It's not right, I feel that this scholar is full of vigor, born from his heart, and this person should be very young at heart.

And Duke Dong gave people the impression... Even if he wasn't a skinny old man, he should be a mature middle-aged old man, right...

Dong Wanggong, Yang Jian only heard a few words from his master. It is said that he is a pawn placed in the heavenly court by a certain saint to restrain the Jade Emperor and divide the Jade Emperor.

Uh, could it be that because of the jealousy of the Jade Emperor, he was reincarnated and became this Lu Chunyang and later Lu Dongbin?

In other words, why is the Heavenly Court system so chaotic...

Yang Jian only felt top-heavy for a while, and with a groan in his heart, he expelled all these messy thoughts.

Whether this Lu Chunyang is the one he thought of or not, you can tell if you ask, it's useless to think about it.

Among other things, the other party protected Yang Xiaochan at a critical moment, and Yang Jian was extremely grateful in his heart.

Yang Jian thought in his heart: 'If this is really the reincarnation of Dong Wanggong and Lu Dongbin's previous life, then he probably won't be able to survive a catastrophe in the future, so he will have to reincarnate and rebuild. At that time, I just paid back this favor. '

Senior, can I tell you something?

Yang Jian jumped out of the big pit and shouted to the sky.

The scholar with the sword on his back also wanted to make friends with Yang Jian, he smiled gracefully, and didn't ride the clouds, just fluttering down like this, with high spirits and extraordinary demeanor.

Yang Jian made a salute, and the latter returned the salute with a salute.

This Lu Chunyang said with a smile: Senior is really not a good word, but Duanshan Mountain has a beautiful scenery at this time, so go and sit there.

Yang Jian readily agreed, and wanted to ride the clouds, but smiled wryly.

He doesn't have much profound energy and profound handles in his body, and driving the clouds is laborious.

Lu Chunyang couldn't see through Yang Jian's cultivation and condition, but he understood Yang Jian's wry smile. Pretending to be inadvertent, a wave of immortal power was released, wrapped around Yang Jian's elbow, and brought Yang Jian up into the air, landing on the edge of a cliff on the side of the broken mountain.

There is a sea of ​​flowers blooming under the cliff, and I don't know how these weak flowers survived in this dead land.

Lu Chunyang stretched out his hand to brush it, and the stone surface on the edge of the cliff immediately became flat, and there were four futons on it, a low table, a few small dishes, and a few jade wine cups on the low table.

Yang Jian: It’s quite particular.

please.

Well, Yang Jian smiled, without any coercion, sat cross-legged on a futon, and looked at Lu Chunyang with a smile.

This should be a man who is extremely proud in his heart, like an unsheathed sword.

The face is like a jade crown with peach blossom eyes, and the high crown is green with a blue cloud sword.

Seeing injustice expresses arrogance, cuts off Qingming's spare time.

Yang Jian praised secretly in his heart, but he also saw a little praise in Lu Chunyang's eyes.

Lu Chunyang was also looking at Yang Jian at this time. He saw that Yang Jian was like a madman, a god of war, majestic and irresistible in the fierce battle.

But at this time Yang Jian sat down quietly, unexpectedly so handsome, with a very peaceful breath, without any killing intent, the most difficult thing is that he doesn't have much arrogance, making people feel very approachable.

Lu Chunyang sighed in admiration: You really deserve to be an apprentice of a famous teacher. Fellow Daoist Yang Jian is so generous, which makes me respect my respected teacher even more in my heart.

Senior's praise, Yang Jian arched his hands, and said seriously: Thank you for protecting my little sister just now, and borrowing a glass of thin wine here... Thank you very much.

Lu Chunyang could see that Yang Jian was really grateful to him, so he calmly raised his glass and drank it down.

The way he held the wine glass was very elegant, as if his hands were in a bow, covered with long sleeves, so that Yang Jian could not see the specific drinking movements.

This seems to be some kind of etiquette, but Yang Jian is not familiar with it.

After drinking a glass of wine, both of them feel that the other has a good temper and character, and they can get along with each other.

Two figures came with clouds, but it was Chu Qian and Yang Xiaochan; on the way here, Chu Qian had told Yang Xiaochan that Yang Jian was here to meet guests, and they had better not talk too much, and it was rare for Yang Xiaochan not to call out 'Brother'.

I'm here to introduce you to senior. This is my sister-in-law named Xiaochan. Yang Jian urged Yang Xiaochan gently, Come quickly and thank senior for saving his life.

Yang Xiaochan hurriedly bowed, Thank you, senior!

Hahaha, Lu Chunyang laughed and shook his head, We are both human races, so there is no need to be so strange, just come and drink together! We are all cultivators, so we don't need to pay attention to these rules.

Yang Xiaochan looked at Yang Jian, and after getting her brother's permission, she knelt down next to Yang Jian and wanted to pour wine and food for Yang Jian.

Chu Qian didn't dare to take a seat, and Lu Chunyang's we are all human race ranked her outside, so it was a little awkward to be here.

Chu Qian, Yang Jian said with a smile, Go and search in the Broken Mountain to see what treasures the big monster has left behind, and destroy the monster cave, so don't let it fall into the hands of other monster clans, and then go to harm people.

Yes, Chu Qian agreed in a low voice, and her figure drifted into the depths of the Broken Mountain.

Lu Chunyang looked at Yang Jian with a smile, and couldn't help but tease: Fellow Taoists are also gentlemen, which is really rare. It's just that there is a difference between human beings and monsters. It doesn't matter if you are happy, but don't hurt your body and miss your practice.

Yang Jian was stunned for a while, and then realized that the senior was teasing, and looked at the immortal master opposite him a little speechlessly.

Who will be the driver of the prehistoric world...

Lu Chunyang thought that Yang Jian's face was thin, and comforted him: It's okay, it doesn't hinder your reputation. How many good stories did the Huangdi Xuanyuan family leave behind in the past? Haha!

Cough, Yang Jian glanced at his sister, and found that Yang Xiaochan was completely ignorant, so he was relieved.

The three thousand royal daughters of the Yellow Emperor have always been criticized by the monks, and the real Yuding has criticized them sharply... Is this a good story? Obviously Lu Chunyang was joking.

Senior, don't make fun of me. Well, I have something to ask.

You want to ask me, who is the monster Da Luo who shot earlier?

That's right, Yang Jian's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

Lu Chunyang pondered for a while, and said with a smile: This is the land of the demon clan, so we need to be cautious.

Senior, don't worry, I just want to know the enemy's footsteps, and seeking revenge is a matter of the future. Yang Jian sighed, a little depressed.

In this juncture of prehistoric times, Da Luo really walked everywhere.

That's a green-haired jiao, with a bit of the blood of the ancient ferocious beast jiao, who has cultivated three or four Yuanhui, and is the leader of the monster clan. Lu Chunyang picked up his wine glass, That's all I know.

Thank you, senior, for letting me know, Yang Jian raised his glass to greet him, and drank another glass of the immortal wine brought out by Lu Chunyang, feeling a little tipsy even after two glasses.

I'm a little overwhelmed by the more than ten shouts from your seniors, Lu Chunyang shook his head with emotion, Daoist friend, you are the third-generation disciple of Chanjiao, with extraordinary footsteps. How dare a mountain monk like me call myself your senior?

Yang Jian said seriously: There is no distinction between the front and the back, and those who have mastered it come first.

Lu Chunyang was also stern, No, if you only rank high and low in terms of ability, wouldn't it destroy Gangchang?

For those of my generation who cultivate the Tao, I am afraid that the theory of the rules and regulations will be too cumbersome.

Fellow daoists need to know that the movement of heaven and earth has its own reasons, and the cycle of heaven and earth has its own definite number. Lu Chunyang looked at Yang Jian, and suddenly showed a little wry smile, I made a slip of the tongue after drinking, I laughed.

Yang Jian looked at Lu Chunyang, the Da Luo Jinxian who was still in high spirits a moment ago, was actually a little frustrated at this moment...

He didn't want to insinuate, and asked directly: Senior, do you know Duke Dong?

Lu Chunyang paused while holding the wine glass, nodded with a wry smile, and asked, How can fellow Taoist see my footsteps?

I just heard Master mention it. Yang Jian was a little suspicious in his heart. Is the person in front of him really Dong Wanggong?

Hey, there is no need to mention the past, I have cultivated from the beginning, and I have broken the cause and effect with the previous life. Today's prehistoric world is only the human monk Lu Chunyang, so there is no need to mention the past.

Lu Chunyang raised his head to look at the hanging clouds in the sky, his eyes were peaceful, and there was a little smile on the corner of his mouth.

Yang Jian already understood the identity of this person in his heart, and it was indeed as he thought, that he was the reincarnation of Duke Dong, but not that of Lu Dongbin.

Then why, the East King Guild who leads the male immortals will be reincarnated and rebuilt?

Yang Jian also sighed, and said, May I take the liberty to ask...

You can't talk about this matter, and there's nothing to talk about, Lu Chunyang said casually, Come, come, drink! Don't mention these past events!

It's because I'm a bit stubborn, Yang Jian held a wine glass and drank with Lu Chunyang, three glasses in a row, Lu Chunyang yelled happily, Yang Jian was also a little overwhelmed, but still sober.

When the wine enters the throat, it connects the mind.

Lu Chunyang felt emotional, patted the table to beat the beat, and sang softly:

I came from Yunque in the Heavenly Palace, traveling on the road of exiled immortals and immortals.

Don't take half a grain of golden bucket rice, don't drink from the immortal well of longevity.

The God of the Vault of Heaven has a strong strategy, and his heart cannot be overwhelmed by Xian Luning.

In the past, there was an Eastern King who is now Chunyang, with a sword and a smile for the rest of his life...

After Lu Chunyang sang, there was a lot of nostalgia in his eyes, but he became a bit open-minded.

Yang Jianming realized many things, all in a sigh.

Dong Wanggong's reincarnation and reconstruction, I'm afraid it's his uncle Jade Emperor's plan again...

Lu Chunyang was not sad, but just smiled and said: Today, you and I are congenial, and senior fellow Taoists are also calling for trouble... By the way, I have been practicing for more than 6,700 years. How long have you been practicing?

Yang Xiaochan couldn't help interjecting: My brother has only practiced for more than 500 years.

The rumors are actually true? Lu Chunyang was stunned. He thought that his cultivation speed was fast enough, but he didn't expect that sitting in front of him was so... scary.

Yang Jian raised his hand and flicked his sister's forehead, Yang Xiaochan stuck out the tip of her tongue, bowed her head and dared not speak nonsense.

My teacher helped me, I dare not be half proud, Yang Jian was a little ashamed, but praised from the bottom of his heart: Senior has achieved greatness in six thousand years, that's how powerful it is.

I just walked my own path again, and it is indeed worse than you. Alas... five hundred years, this is a bit unreasonable. It is extraordinary for a saint to follow!

Lu Chunyang was sighing with emotion, but Chu Qian had returned from under the Broken Mountain.

There were six or seven light spots floating behind her, with happy faces, obviously getting a lot.

Note: Dongwanggong, also known as Mugong, Donghua Emperor, etc., was a god included in Taoism when it rose at the end of Han Dynasty, and it existed for a long time.

The spread of Chinese civilization is too wide, resulting in a mottled and mixed Taoist system. It is difficult to systematically locate a god. This book does not blindly refer to a certain classic.

In this book, the East Prince is a pawn placed by the sages to contain the Jade Emperor after the first establishment of the Heavenly Court. The one who appeared at this time was the reincarnation of Duke Dong who was brought down by the Jade Emperor, Lu Dongbin's past life, where he made friends with Yang Jian.

That's all, don't do what he thinks.