Chapter 656 Yang Jian Accepts a Disciple and Awaits the Arrival of the Tiger [11th Update]

Although Su Hu has an upright character, he is also good at observing people's emotions. When he was in Chaoge, he was so angry that he wrote the poem regardless of the consequences, which caused a disaster. He had already received the news that Bei Bohou Chonghou Hu has mobilized 100,000 cavalry troops on the way to Jizhou.

Seeing that Yang Jian and others were so respectful to Hong Yun, Su Hu's heart sank, and he knew that the person coming must be a big shot in the cultivation of immortals. He pulled Su Quanzhong to kneel down to Hong Yun and saluted again.

Hongyun smiled slightly. He had not cared about this. After all, he could not have the same knowledge as ordinary people, and his name as Taoist Lord was probably not very useful among the human race. After all, even Nuwa was almost forgotten by the human race.

The world only knows that Nuwa patched up the sky and saved the people, but they don’t know that Nuwa fabricated the earth to create humans. Everything was due to the slave society and the control of the divine power by the royal power. These saints in the heavens did not bother to care about the human race, which resulted in the current situation. scene.

Su Hu invited Hong Yun into the lobby, and Hong Yun sat down at the main seat. The rest of the people stood respectfully, not daring to show any slights, especially the three of Yang Jian, who were all well-behaved and did not dare to be like before. It doesn't matter.

Hongyun glanced at it, and Su Quanzhong said calmly: "Although I am not the best martial arts inheritor, I can still practice martial arts. Are you willing to become a disciple of Penglai?"

Su Quanzhong didn't know about Penglai, but Su Hu had heard about it. It was rumored that there was an immortal island in the East China Sea, named Penglai. There were great powers on the island, and even divine dragons lived there. It was the first blessed place for cultivating immortals in the wild.

Immediately, Su Hu asked his son to kneel down to Hongyun and whispered some things about Penglai to Su Quanzhong. This is a fairy fate, this is a great fairy fate! Even if it takes a hundred lifetimes, I can ask for it.

"I am willing to join Penglai's sect. Disciple Su Quanzhong pays homage to the master." Su Quanzhong was about to kowtow before Hong Yun, but Hong Yun stopped him: "Pindao already has seven direct disciples. There are also five named disciples, Zhenghe has reached the end of twelve, and he no longer accepts disciples."

After listening to Hong Yun's words, Yang Jian and the others breathed a sigh of relief. If Hong Yun accepted Su Quanzhong as his disciple, then Su Quanzhong would suddenly become their elder. How could they bear this? After all, they were all extremely arrogant before.

Hongyun's seven direct disciples are Ao Liangchen, Kong Xuan, Xuanjun, Suiren, Chao, Zhenyi, and Yunxiao, and five named disciples are Hu Mei, Tuntian, Fengling, Cangjie, and Jiang Ziya.

The nine heavens are the ultimate. Even the Taoist ancestor once said when he first accepted disciples to teach Hongmeng Ziqi, the nine are the ultimate. There should be at most nine saints in the prehistoric era. Otherwise, the prehistoric world will fall into immeasurable calamity and return to chaos.

However, the Great Dao is the ultimate twelve. Hongyun has seven direct disciples and five named disciples, and the Great Dao is the ultimate. There cannot be more. If there are more, Penglai's luck will be chaotic, and the Heart Refining Tower may be difficult to suppress.

Su Quanzhong was stunned, feeling depressed. He had just said that he was willing to become a disciple of Penglai, but now he did. You also said that you would not accept disciples. What are you trying to do?

Su Hu also looked at Hongyun in confusion. He didn't know what this powerful man was going to do, or what other methods he could use to get Su Quanzhong to worship in Penglai.

Hong Yun smiled faintly, glanced at Yang Jian and said: "Yang Jian, you are an immortal and have some understanding of martial arts, so you will be my master! You will also accept the first place in the Penglai lineage. A third-generation disciple."

Yang Jian pointed at himself in surprise, somewhat unbelievable. After all, he was just a Taiyi Golden Immortal. He was basically at the bottom of the list in Penglai. Hongyun actually asked him to accept a disciple. If this group of masters and uncles in Penglai knew about it, how could it happen? Not laughing out loud.

But Hongyun is the ancestor of Penglai, and his words are heaven and Tao, which cannot be disobeyed. Yang Jian only needs to stand up and respectfully say to Hongyun: "Disciple will obey the master's decree."

Hong Yun nodded, stretched out his hand, and suddenly Su Quanzhong's iron halberd, which was also Fang Tian's painted halberd, fell into Hong Yun's hands. After looking at it, this weapon may be a magical weapon in the world, but in this world The monk's eyes were full of broken metal.

The Five Elements Divine Fire appeared in Hongyun's right hand, and a piece of weapon refining material appeared on his left hand. Under the burning of the Five Elements Divine Fire, the material instantly turned into gold water. Hongyun touched Fang Tian's painted halberd with his hand, and Fang Tian's painted halberd suddenly The golden light of the halberd flourished.

In just a moment, it became an acquired spiritual treasure, and the grade is not low, it is a top-grade acquired spiritual treasure. It can be seen that Hongyun's weapon refining method is so powerful. If the original Tianzun sees it, I am afraid that he will never dare to refine it again. The Saint of Weapons calls himself.

However, this Fangtian Painted Halberd cannot be used by Su Quanzhong now. After all, it is a top-grade Houtian Lingbao. Even if Hongyun sets three seals, Su Quanzhong cannot pick it up. Only by cultivating to the realm of immortals can he do it.

"On the way to martial arts, as long as you understand the true meaning of martial arts, there is no need to say that the foundation is unstable. It can take as little as half a year or as many as three years to become a heavenly immortal. If not, you master and disciple will be expelled from Penglai." Hongyun said lightly.

After finishing speaking, Hongyun left Jizhou directly and went to Xiqi without giving Yang Jian a chance to speak.

After Hong Yun left, Yang Jian's face was livid, and he stared at Su Quanzhong who was kneeling on the ground. If he couldn't cultivate to become an immortal, even he would be implicated. This made Yang Jian unspeakably miserable!

"Disciple Su Quanzhong pays homage to the master." Su Quanzhong said respectfully, kneeling down to Yang Jian.

The next day, the son of the Marquis of Jizhou became a disciple, which was a big event and was very grand. Yang Jian sat in the lobby, and Su Quanzhong below served tea and knelt down, kowtowing nine times, and was accepted by Yang Jian as his disciple.

On the third day after Su Quanzhong became his disciple, Beibeihou Chonghouhu had led 100,000 cavalry troops to the foot of Jizhou City. They were calling for formation below, shouting for Su Hu to quickly open the city to welcome him.

But how could Su Hu dare to open the city gate? At this moment, Chong Houhu was furious. What if he opened the city gate and all the people in the city were massacred by him?

In the lobby, Su Quanzhong asked for orders to lead his troops out of the city to fight Chonghou Hu. Originally, Su Hu disagreed, but Yang Jian said that the battlefield was the best place to practice martial arts and he should go there.

With Yang Jian's words, Su Hu naturally had no objections. He even asked Su Quanzhong to lead 50,000 troops out of the city to fight, while Su Hu, Yang Jian and others were watching on the city wall.

On the vast land outside the city, two groups of people and horses faced each other. The vanguard officers of both sides rode tall horses and competed in front of the formation. After a contest, the vanguard officers of Jizhou side were obviously a little exhausted and were beaten. When the opponent caught a flaw, he chopped off the head.