In the courtyard of Ding Mansion, as the middle-aged man's words fell, light flashed and a figure had fallen into the courtyard.
The man is tall and tall, handsome in appearance, with vertical eyes on his forehead. He is wearing a platinum war armor, a gold helmet with red tassels on his head, and a three-pointed two-edged halberd in his hand. He looks very heroic, and he is none other than True Lord Erlang.
Erlang Zhenjun, whose real name is Yang Jian, also known as Erlang Xiansheng Zhenjun, is the first god of war in heaven.
This was the first time Chen Xiang was face-to-face with a heavenly general. He was at a loss for a moment, and even murmured to himself, "Is this Erlang God really his uncle as Immortal Master Lin Fan said?"
"But my father is an ordinary mortal, and Erlang Shen is the famous God of War in heaven. The gap between them is more than a thousand miles!"
Although Chen Xiang was intimidated by Erlang Zhenjun's majestic aura, Ding Xiang obviously did not accept this trick. In the little girl's heart, her Fu was the best god of war in the world.
The true Lord Erlang, the number one god of war in heaven, still had to stand aside in front of his master.
"Why do you say I'm a yellow-haired little girl!" Ding Xiang said unconvinced, raising her little head.
"Oh? Then why do you say you are not a yellow-haired little girl?"
Erlang Zhenjun smiled and wanted to reach out and touch Ding Xiang's cute little head, but Ding Xiang deftly dodged it.
"Just because I know the magic!" Ding Xiang said as she picked up the wooden sword.
"Watch out! This is the Qinglong Sword Control Technique!"
Ding Xiang jumped lightly, as sharp as a crane, and stabbed out with a sword.
What Ding Xiang was thinking was that a stupid boy like Chen Xiang didn't know how to appreciate such a powerful Qinglong Sword Control Technique. As a god, Erlang Shen would definitely see how powerful it was.
However, to Ding Xiang's extreme disappointment, Erlang Zhenjun shook his head and smiled.
"Why are you laughing? Do you mean my swordsmanship is no longer good?" Ding Xiang asked.
"Try attacking me." Erlang Zhenjun motioned to Ding Xiang to come again.
"Just try it, if you get hurt by me, don't blame me!"
"You try first."
In the gentle smile of Erlang Zhenjun, Ding Xiang's face darkened, she gritted her teeth, raised her sword and stabbed.
Chi!
The wooden sword is fast, ruthless and accurate.
It sank directly into Zhenjun Erlang's chest.
"Ouch! Oops!"
Ding Xiang hurriedly said in her heart, it is not a trivial matter if she accidentally hurts Zhenjun Erlang!
On the other hand, Chen Xiang's eyes widened.
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, no one would believe that Dingxiang could hurt Zhenjun Erlang.
"Is the Qinglong Sword Control Technique taught by the Immortal Master to Ding Xiang really better than giving me the Thirty-Six Transformations of Tiangang?"
Chen Xiang felt a little disappointed, but soon felt relieved. Ding Xiang was the beloved disciple of the immortal master, so he would naturally give the best things to Ding Xiang.
Thinking of this, Chen Xiang's mind suddenly became clear, and she looked at Erlang Zhenjun who was pierced through the chest by the wooden sword in Ding Xiang's hand.
The corners of his handsome cheeks and mouth were slightly raised, and the smile still appeared.
But soon, the handsome face with a smile gradually became blurry.
Ding Xiang and Chen Xiang all stared with wide eyes, looking in disbelief. Soon, not only the appearance, but also the body of Zhenjun Erlang began to become unreal.
Looking at the wooden sword in Ding Xiang's hand, wherever it hit Zhenjun Erlang's body, it was clearly stuck in the air.
Lilac Agarwood looked around, not to mention anyone, not even a ghost.
"Come and stab me again."
Behind Ding Xiang, the figure of Zhenjun Erlang slowly appeared, with a gentle smile still hanging on his handsome face.
"Come on, come on!"
Being provoked by Zhenjun Erlang, Ding Xiang stabbed out with another sword.
This time, the wooden sword did not pierce Zhenjun Erlang's chest like before, and then he disappeared.
Because, just when the wooden sword in Ding Xiang's hand stabbed.
Erlang Zhenjun has transformed into a fluffy white fox.
He nimbly dodged the thrust of the wooden sword. Although the white fox was cute, it was actually the transformation of Erlang Zhenjun. Ding Xiang was annoyed and swung her sword again to catch up.
The ending was the same, the wooden sword pierced the air again.
This time there is no more white fox, because the white fox has turned into a green snake.
"Go back!"
In Ding Xiang's angry voice, Erlang Zhenjun faced the wooden sword that was constantly stabbing him. He made various seventy-two changes and easily avoided the wooden sword's attack.
Chenxiang on the side was fascinated by the seventy-two transformations of Erlang Zhenjun.
When one person walked out of the wooden house in the courtyard, there was no one else but Lin Fan.
"I wonder what Mr. Erlang came to Ding Mansion for?"
"If I guessed correctly, he should be here to find me." Lin Fan looked at Yang Jian and smiled lightly.
"Exactly."
Finally dodging Ding Xiang's sword thrust, Erlang Zhenjun returned to his original handsome appearance and smiled at Lin Fan.
"I wonder whose order it is that True Lord Erlang came here?"
From Lin Fan's point of view, repelling Li Jing and others by himself did not seem to be enough to make the Jade Emperor give up. You must know that the fighting power of Heaven is not just that of the Tower King Li Jing and his ilk.
"Haha... Yang Jian doesn't dare to lie in front of the immortal master. I came here by myself today and has nothing to do with the heaven."
Yang Jian cupped his hands and smiled, then gave Chen Xiang a meaningful look.
Lin Fan understood and waved to Ding Xiang, "You and Chen Xiang should go to the backyard first."
Ding Xiang actually didn't want to leave. Ding Xiang thought that Erlang Zhenjun, who could change in seventy-two ways, would have to compete with his master, and there would be no good show if he left.
"They're all agarwood. It must be Erlang Zhenjun who doesn't want to see agarwood!"
Finally, Ding Xiang took all her anger out on Agarwood.
This time Chen Xiang followed Ding Xiang quietly and did not argue with Ding Xiang.
Chen Xiang had an intuition that the fact that Lord Erlang suddenly came to Ding Mansion today to look for Immortal Master Lin Fan might have something to do with him!
However, Immortal Master Lin Fan politely asked himself to avoid it, and Chen Xiang had no choice but to stay.
After Ding Xiang and Chen Xiang left, Lin Fan smiled and said, "If Zhenjun has anything to say, please tell me clearly."
"Or, let me guess first."
Just after he finished speaking, before Yang Jian could speak, Lin Fan continued to speak: "If my guess is correct, you are here today probably because of the Three Holy Mothers, right?"
"The Immortal Master is indeed extraordinary." Yang Jian said with sincere admiration.
Lin Fan waved his hand and continued: "The world only knows that Monkey Monkey, the Monkey King of the Monkey King, is making trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but they don't know that when he was young, True Monarch Erlang was so heroic that he split a mountain to save his mother."
Halfway through Lin Fan's words, Yang Jian knew that this person was indeed extraordinary. No wonder he was able to put Li Jing and others to shame.
However, what Yang Jian never expected was that Lin Fan was so aware of his little-known past.
"Forgive Yang Jian for being ignorant, but I don't know what the Immortal Master means by mentioning Yang Jian's past?" Yang Jian could only say with a smile.
"Of course it has something to do with your coming to Ding Mansion to find me today."
Lin Fan smiled mysteriously, and then his face suddenly darkened: "Do you want me to help you rescue the Third Holy Mother?"
