The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Who is it that turns out from behind the curtain, if not Yaoji?

Yang Jian stared, and subconsciously asked, "Mother? Why are you here?"

"Silly boy, didn't you bring your mother here? In a flash, eighty years have passed."

Yaoji said softly, and when she walked closer, she didn't shy away from the scene in front of her at all, she raised her hand to embrace Yang Jian...

Yang Jian's heart was startled, and his heart shook violently. He broke free from the bondage of some kind of force on his body, stood up directly, and fled in embarrassment under the 'clamping' of three stunning women.

He rushed through a layer of curtains, saw the bright light ahead, and his body was pulled behind by a force, but he just stumbled towards the entrance and exit of the hall.

Why is this so?

It's fine for Xinke, this is his wife, she keeps calling her husband, it's only natural to do this kind of thing, no one can control her.

Ke Yaoji and Yang Xiaochan, one is the mother of this body, and the other is the younger sister of this body.

How could he be so rebellious?

What happened in these eighty years? No, no, this is an illusion, this place is definitely an illusion, I shouldn't have done such a thing!

Was it a hallucination, or did I forget a certain memory?

No, this is an illusion!

This is definitely an illusion!

The real Xinke wouldn't say that kind of insignificant words, she should be extremely mean-spirited!

Mother Yao Ji would definitely not dress up like 'Ao Xinke' and 'Yang Xiaochan', this must be an illusion... definitely...

After rushing out of the palace, Yang Jian suddenly turned around and looked up. There were three big characters written on the plaque - Erlang Palace.

"Here, where the hell is it?"

"Second Lord, didn't you find this place? You built a residence for the mother."

With a gentle call, two small hands wrapped around Yang Jian's thick waist from behind.

Chu Qian?

"Even you..."

"Second Master, I just want to hug you like this for a while, you don't have to worry, I won't do this in front of Madam, I will break the rules."

rule? This illusion has been messed up, where are the rules?

Wen Yu was behind, and three figures slowly floated in front of him. Yang Jian hurriedly thought about the countermeasures.

"Brother," Yang Jian was disturbed by the resentful eyes of 'Yang Xiaochan', like a nightingale, looking at Yang Jian with tears in his eyes, "Could it be, do you really just treat me as a younger sister?"

Yang Jian felt a dull pain in his heart, but nodded immediately.

Fearing that he would get lost again, he directly turned the Profound Handle into a dagger, and stabbed it at his arm!

When the severe pain hit, he gasped suddenly, and all the women around him screamed coquettishly.

Yang Jian said loudly: "This is an illusion, you are just demons evolved in the cracks in my Dao heart, although I can't hurt you, you can't mess with my body and mind either!"

This is not to say to others, but to himself.

"Heart demon? Jian'er, what's wrong with you?" 'Yao Ji' sighed softly, but the heartache in her beautiful eyes couldn't be faked.

"Brother, have you become obsessed with your practice?" 'Yang Xiaochan' bit her lip and asked in a low voice, "Obviously, you know that I treat you... not just brothers and sisters..."

"Husband, husband..."

"Second master?"

"Enough!" Yang Jian yelled suddenly, and all the women around him trembled, as if for a moment, their figures were a little blurred.

Yang Jian raised his head, not knowing where he was looking.

"Senior who set up this illusion, do you think I, Yang Jian, have never experienced the love between a man and a woman?"

Yang Jian's smile was a bit bitter.

On the altar in Huoyun Cave, Fuxi couldn't help but smile when he heard the words, but there was some vicissitudes in the depths of his eyes.

The surrounding former emperors all remained silent. They were spectators, but they could better understand the crux of Yang Jian's heart.

Dayu said in a deep voice: "His inner demon does not seem to be the illusion itself."

A scribe nodded and said: "This son is very filial. It seems that he clearly distinguishes between brother and sister, mother and child, and man and woman. I feel very guilty about this."

"His crux is that he has thought about it, but he dare not, unwilling, and unable, so there is a gap in the deepest part of his heart."

Shennong frowned, and said in a low voice: "This young man is the only apprentice of my old friend from the previous life, but he can't be broken by such demons. Fellow Daoist Fuxi, please act in time."

"Good," the old man holding the gossip plate nodded slightly, but his eyes were fixed on Yang Jian.

Yang Jian seemed to have a splitting headache, pressing his temples with both hands, and the veins in his arms were bulging.

The middle-aged man wearing a yellow robe and holding a sword around his waist sighed: "The more you resist this matter, the more useless it will be for your mood. Why should we be so entangled?"

"You don't have to worry about it, the imperial daughter is three thousand, and you want to break through the nine days..."

"He is a role model for my generation."

The two scribes said a word, and made a few jokes with a smile.

The middle-aged man smiled passionately, but he was quite proud.

Most of the continuous palaces above the Huoyun Cave lived in his family members.

So what about three thousand beauties? Together, they will share the fate of the emperor, and they will bear the fruit of longevity, and they will live happily ever after!

This realm...Yang Jian estimated that it would be difficult to reach.

He was caught in the torture of his heart at this time, and it was difficult to break free for a while.

If the previous life was just a dream, in the short life of more than twenty years in the dream, there were still some unforgettable figures.

He knew it a long time ago, he knew it a long time ago...

"Life can't be perfect, everyone will have regrets. If you test my state of mind, why bother to insult my mother and little sister?"

Yang Jian muttered, always looking up at the sky, not looking at the figures around him, he was also afraid of seeing the infatuation and resentment on these faces.

Yang Jian suddenly said loudly, like a hint imposed on himself!

"I'm a man. I have emotions and desires. I'm afraid it will be difficult to cut them off in this life. In my heart, I did have unreasonable thoughts about my sister, and I even had unreasonable thoughts about her."

Yang Jian pointed to 'Yao Ji', and the latter's expression became more and more infatuated, which could melt all hard hearts.

"For women, they are too good, I feel that way is normal, there is nothing dirty! But it is just thinking, not going to do it!"

His soul came from the later earth, not the 'real' brother and son, it is normal to have this affection.

But this is the biggest secret in Yang Jian's heart, he can't tell it!

Except for Houtu, no one can help him share this secret!

He can only regard himself as Yang Jian in the wild, to do what Yang Jian should do, to surpass the original Yang Jian, to become stronger, freer, and more powerful to protect everything around him...

Erlang Zhenjun.

"Senior! Why did you humiliate me like this!" Yang Jian shouted loudly, "If a man doesn't even have this bit of self-control, how can he talk about cultivating immortals and longevity! Smiling and proud of gods and demons! I can't control what thoughts will come to my mind, but I can control what I do!"

"What I have to do is not to possess them, but to protect them! A man's responsibility should not be to take them as his own, but to make them carefree and happy!"

As soon as this remark came out, the middle-aged man in the yellow robe beside the altar gave a smug smile, while the others all nodded their heads in praise.

"Mother, Xiao Chan, Xin Ke, Chu Qian..."

Yang Jian pointed out four people, and Yang Xiaochan's face gradually changed, turning back to its original appearance, without the somewhat Xiao Lan-like face.

Yang Jian breathed out slowly, and said: "I don't know what changes will happen in the future, maybe today's situation will really appear. But at that time, no matter what decision I make, I will be open-minded and will not waver at all!"

After the words fell, Yang Xiaochan chuckled lightly, and her figure slowly disappeared.

Yao Ji was humming a song that Yang Jian had heard when she was young, and she also went with the wind without a trace.

'They' are actually the demonic obstacles that have always existed in Yang Jian's heart.

It wasn't because he had unreasonable thoughts about Yang Xiaochan and Yao Ji, so he left behind a demonic obstacle.

It was Yang Jian who realized that he had these thoughts, and because of the 'morality' deeply imprinted in his heart, he forcibly suppressed these thoughts.

It was only the guilt in his heart that became a demon in the end.

That is the impediment of Dao Xin, and it is also the darkness that has always existed in Yang Jian's heart.

He even felt that he was a beast in clothes, talking about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but he had such thoughts that violated the rules of morality in his heart.

is it possible?

Perhaps in the wild, it is indeed possible.

Not to mention that many congenital beings have the same origin but practice together, but in today's Dongzhou tribes, there are also many customs of marrying children after the death of fathers and mothers, and many prehistoric tribes practice brother and sister marriages to keep their blood pure.

What will happen in the future, I will not say anything later.

At this time, Yang Jian still couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

"Husband..."

"Let's go together, you and I have a marriage contract, if you don't let me down in this life, I will never let you down."

'Ao Xinke' smiled peacefully, backed away slowly, and finally disappeared.

'Chu Qian' smiled sadly, and said in a low voice, "Second Lord, I shouldn't be delusional, so I'm leaving now."

Yang Jian said: "If you and I really have friendship in the future, I will definitely make it clear to Xinke and not let you suffer too much grievance."

Chu Qian bit her lower lip, bowed her body, and disappeared...

Yang Jian stood there feeling lost, the palace disappeared, the sky and the earth turned into clouds and mist, and the surrounding scenery returned to the original stone palace in the cave.

"It turns out that this is the shortcoming of my Dao heart."

He smiled casually, breaking free from the darkness in his heart at this moment, and felt relaxed.

Take a step forward, suddenly the surrounding blood surges like a tide, and a fierce aura rushes forward!

And trials?

I injured my hand today, and I'm on the second watch of One Finger Zen, and now I'm out to seek medical treatment, so I can only guarantee the bottom line today. In addition, I would like to ask if there is any master who knows how to scrape, why the cheating wife shaved my shoulders, and the whole arm was so sore that I couldn't lift it up. . . .