The Legend of Honghuang Erlang

Chaoge City, Shang Jun's palace, in the court hall.

More than a hundred civil servants and military generals all knelt on the ground, and the foreheads of the palace servants kneeling next to the throne kept bleeding, but they didn't dare to cover them at all, they just kept trembling there.

There is an emergency at Chuanyun Pass, an emergency in the North, an emergency in the Southwest...

With a ferocious face, Di Xin kicked over the desk in front of him.

"The rebel army of the Zhou Kingdom invaded our Shengshang rivers and mountains every day! But you can't fart here! What do you want, what do you want!"

An old minister stood up, walked two steps forward quickly, fell down in front of the high platform, and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, good generals are hard to find, and the bandits are powerful. In my opinion, if you don't make peace with the East and South, make a heavy promise and order them to lead the army to conquer the Western Zhou Dynasty and treason. The crisis of the Great Merchants can be solved!"

This plan seems to work.

Di Xin stood up, with no expression of joy or anger, and walked down the steps step by step, walking in front of the old minister.

The old minister seemed to sense something was wrong, he tried his best to look up at the emperor in front of him...

"ordinary man!"

Di Xin was suddenly enraged, kicked the old official away with his foot, and opened his mouth angrily: "The widow is the emperor! The widow is the emperor of the real dragon! You want the widow to bow down to these rebellious officials and thieves!"

"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your minister is not thinking carefully, please, Your Majesty, please calm down!"

"Pull it out and cut it!"

Outside the gate of the palace, two teams of soldiers rushed in and dragged away the veteran who kept coughing up blood without showing mercy.

All the ministers of the court bowed their heads and did not dare to speak, not even half of them begged for mercy for that man.

Di Xin walked slowly, walked up to an old minister, and asked, "Does Aiqing have a good plan?"

"I, my minister... I think that the king must sacrifice to his ancestors! All the ancestors will definitely protect His Majesty's great merchants who will last forever!"

Di Xin nodded slightly, holding the saber at his waist with his left hand, and sighed: "It's useless, come here, drag it down and chop it off."

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty, spare your life, Your Majesty!"

A group of soldiers rushed in and dragged the veteran away. One of the soldiers raised his hand and gave the old minister a hard elbow.

Not long after, the two heads hung outside the main hall. Sitting on the steps below the throne, Di Xin sighed softly: "There is no one in the civil and military dynasties, the princes of the family, who can solve the problems for the widow. What's the use of the widow keeping you?"

All the ministers trembled slightly, and even the ministers' hands and feet were weak, and they almost fainted.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

There was a burst of laughter outside the hall, Di Xin frowned, and all the ministers were scared out of their wits.

At this time, don't jump out of a deadly remonstrance, and anger the king even more!

A black panther stopped outside the door, and Shen Gongbao, who was wearing a black Taoist robe, stepped forward, laughing constantly, and his face was full of excitement.

"Congratulations, Your Majesty! Congratulations, Your Majesty!"

Di Xin seemed to hold back his anger, and sat on the steps, his eyes flickering slightly, "The national teacher has been defeated in a row, and he can face the widow so calmly and congratulate the widow. This seems to be the way to death."

Shen Gongbao smiled indifferently, cupped his hands and said, "My lord."

"Excuse me, what is there to congratulate?"

"Your Majesty must have heard of the three religions of the Daoist sect. Using the Nanzhou turmoil, he explained and intercepted the matter surrounding the struggle between the fate of the emperor." Shen Gongbao said simply, but Di Xin nodded slightly. Naturally, he heard Shen Gongbao's words and verified it with a monk. This matter is naturally true.

Shen Gongbao said: "Then Chanjiao has already fully supported the state of Zhou and sent many disciples into the Zhou army. The Prime Minister of Western Zhou Dynasty Yang Jian is the first disciple of the three generations of Chanjiao. These ministers have spoken to the king earlier."

"Keep talking."

"With the help of Chanjiao Immortals, this is why Zhou's army is as powerful as a bamboo, and it wins consecutive battles. Although the big merchants heard about the strange people gathered by the grand master, but the grand master is only three generations of disciples of Jiejiao. The capable people they can invite are limited, so they can't compete with Yang Jian and others."

After Shen Gongbao said that, Di Xin frowned and said: "The Grand Master has devoted all his energy to our great merchant, and even died in battle for the crusade against the rebels. It is better for the National Teacher to respect it."

Obviously, Di Xin was quite dissatisfied with Shen Gongbao, but Shen Gongbao didn't care about it.

The two are more like a relationship of mutual use, and the so-called monarch and minister are just a title.

"I would like to congratulate Your Majesty. A few days ago, there was a battle between the saints who were in charge of explaining the teachings and those who were intercepting the teachings. The two saints fought a real battle. The Jiejiao has now entered Nanzhou with the teachings. At this time, in front of the Lintong Pass, the largest formation in the world has begun!"

"The largest formation in the world?"

"That's right," Shen Gongbao said proudly, "Master Headmaster will use his power to intercept and teach the entire sect, use immortals as soldiers, gather ten thousand immortals, and set up a grand array of ten thousand immortals!"

"Is this true?"

"Don't dare to lie to Your Majesty! Now that Chuanyun Pass has fallen, the military orders are still on the way and have not arrived in Chaoge City. Therefore, this large formation can only be arranged before Lintong Pass!"

Shen Gongbao paused, bowed his head and saluted, and shouted:

"My lord! There are ten thousand immortals coming to Jujiao, and their strength is several times stronger than that of Chanjiao! And the sage in charge has even used a magic weapon that can destroy saints. This battle is 100% sure! As long as the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation destroys the Chanjiao immortals, then it is time for us to counterattack!"

"At that time, the king will only need to send hundreds of thousands of troops, and the immortals will join the army. It will take less than a month to sweep Xiqi, and the rebellion will be put down in this dynasty!"

"Therefore, congratulations to the king, congratulations to the king!"

Shen Gongbao's words were impassioned, and Di Xin's eyes sparkled when he said it.

"Aiqing, what do you need me to do to teach the immortals and gods?"

Shen Gongbao said: "Your Majesty, please drive to Lintong Pass in person!"

As soon as the words fell, Di Xin opened his mouth to agree, but a group of veterans kept dissuading him, saying that the king cannot personally conquer, and that Chaoge City cannot be without the emperor.

Di Xin was overwhelmed by the disturbance, and just about to speak out angrily, Fei Zhong and You Hun asked the king to sit in Chaoge City with tears in his voice, saying that all people in the world look up to Chaoge City, if the king goes out, the stars will shift and the country's fortune will be in jeopardy.

As soon as the two important officials spoke, Di Xin hesitated.

Shen Gongbao said with a smile: "Actually, the king doesn't have to come in person. The two religions are fighting each other. Explanation of the teaching is supported by Zhou Guoguo's fortune. Cutting off the teaching will always suffer some losses. It is because of the word "national fortune" that I suggest the king to go west in person."

"Oh?" Di Xin frowned, "National Fortune? If the widow does not personally conquer, how can the National Fortune bless the immortals who have been taught?"

"All you need is a will, plus someone who can represent the king, or a treasure."

Originally, what Shen Gongbao wanted was Emperor Xin's Seal of the Human Emperor, and holding this seal into the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation would allow the Shang Kingdom's last bit of national fortune to be used by the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation.

But Shen Gongbao didn't expect Di Xin to be so generous. Not only did he think of sending the Chuanguo Seal to Lintong Pass, but he also entrusted the Chuanguo Seal to his most trusted person for safekeeping.

Queen, Daji.

On the second day, Shen Gongbao rode a black panther and walked at the front with a strange expression.

Behind him is a long guard of honor, which is ten miles long, and it is not much different from Di Xin's travel.

In the center of the guard of honor, in the big car shed pulled by the four strange beasts, the peerless enchanting concubine lay lazily on the soft couch, with a few enchanting female figures dancing in front of her, her eyes slightly blurred.

Shen Gongbao twitched the corner of his mouth slightly when he saw this scene with his consciousness.

Yin Xi didn't have to think about buying it, he didn't dare to guarantee whether this vixen would come back alive.

Ten Thousand Immortals Formation?

Shen Gongbao shook his head lightly, sat on top of the black panther and closed his eyes leisurely and began to meditate, without any haste.

...

Through the cloud pass.

In fact, the war did not last for half a day, and the merchant army's counterattack was a little weak. The Zhou army opened the city gate with almost no damage.

After entering the city and taking over all parts of the city, nearly half of the merchant troops were released, their armor was confiscated, and a part of the merchant army's grain depot was allocated to allow these merchant troops to return to their hometowns.

The rest of the Shang army was incorporated and dispatched to the rear Guanzhong to replace Zhou Guoqiang's army and rushed to Chuanyun Pass.

When Yang Jian settled in the General Military Mansion, Chuanyun Pass was no longer noisy. To the people in the city, it was just a change of flags on the top of the city.

There are no immortals in war, but it is always good to have fewer deaths.

After entering Chuanyun Pass, Yang Jian didn't care about playing chess and chatting with Xiao Lan; because almost on the same day, in the wilderness six hundred miles ahead, a wave of energy fluctuations kept gathering.

I don't know that Yang Jian was disturbed, but all the generals of the Zhou army with some cultivation levels gathered at the east wall of Chuanyun Pass, looking towards the east.

It was the setting sun at this time, and the eastern sky, which should have been colored with ink and ink, was now shining with various colors of fairy light, which was quite spectacular.

Xiao Lan, who looked like a handsome young man, asked in astonishment: "What's wrong?"

"It should be the immortals of Jiejiao," Nezha said, holding a pointed gun, "Brother, I'm going to find out the situation? The spiritual sense can't get close to that side, it seems to be distorted by some kind of dao rhyme."

"Of course you can't get close," Yang Jian replied calmly, "Is it possible for your half-witted supernatural powers to spy on the surroundings of the saint?"

Nezha stared, "Master Saint?"

Huang Tianhua and Wei Hu were also puzzled for a while, but the dozen or so immortals who stayed in the army had already started throwing jade charms to call people.

"You don't need to worry," Yang Jian comforted, "Looking at this situation, the Jiejiao immortals have set up a large formation in front of our army. If we don't provoke them, we will be safe and sound."

When the immortals thought about it, it was really like this, and most of the pressure dissipated immediately.

Yang Jian chuckled, and Nezha asked Yang Jian why he was marching. Yang Jian was about to answer, but suddenly his face turned pale, and his body trembled slightly.

If traced!

Yang Jianxuan's body is so strong that even if he is an innate treasure, he can carry it once or twice, but at this moment, his face is like gold paper, and his aura suddenly becomes stronger and weaker.

"Big brother!"

"Brother, what's wrong with you?!"

"Yang Jian!"

Amidst the shouts from around, Yang Jian's legs suddenly went limp, and he knelt down on the ground with one knee, clutching his chest, panting for a while.

Xiao Lan quickly supported Yang Jian, "What's wrong with you! Don't scare me!"

Yang Jian wanted to speak, but his chest seemed to be blocked, and his eyelids became heavier.

No, I can't just pass out, there are still many things to do in the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation!

Biting the tip of his tongue violently, Yang Jian's eyes were bloodshot, waves surged in his heart, and the visualization of Pangu opening the sky appeared on the altar!

Walk alone!

hum! boom!

There seemed to be a muffled sound of thunder coming from Yang Jian's body, but only for a moment, Yang Jian opened his mouth and spit out half a fight of black blood. Although his breath was a little weaker, it had recovered.

Regardless of what to say, he immediately sat cross-legged and meditated, and everyone around him immediately searched around to see if Yang Jian had been plotted by someone.

Half an hour later, the stars were shining, and Yang Jian finally opened his eyes slowly.

Six Soul Banners...

Sure enough.