Huang Tianhua turned into a jade unicorn, stepped on the light of the clouds, and traveled thousands of miles in a moment. In less than a day, he arrived at Xiqi Prime Minister's Mansion.
Seeing the doormen and officials outside the mansion, Huang Tianhua lowered his head and raised his head and said: "Those gatekeepers, go and inform your prime minister that his nephew is here."
Those few boy servants had seen many immortals, strangers, and rare animals in the past few days, so they were not surprised when they saw the huge unicorn. They accepted the promise and came in to report it.
Not long after, a clear laugh came from the door. Before anyone arrived, the voice had already arrived: "But Taoist Fellow Tianhua is here?"
The voice sounded familiar to Huang Tianhua. He turned around and saw that it was Liu Qiao leading Huang Feihu out of the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Huang Tianhua hurriedly went up to greet Huang Feihu and said, "Father, how dare you come to greet me personally!"
"Haha, Tianhua, my son, weren't you practicing Taoism on the mountain? Why did you come down the mountain too?" Huang Feihu hugged Tianhua and said in surprise.
"I'm here to help Master Jiang on my special order," Huang Tianhua said.
Then he looked at Liu Qiao and said, "How did Brother Dao know that it was me who was coming?"
Liu Qiao said with a smile: "The magpies fell on the eaves today, which is the image of the arrival of the master in the hexagram. I think, among the three generations of disciples, only you, the only one who can be called a master, must be you."
In fact, Liu Qiao was sitting in meditation in his mansion, and his soul suddenly felt something. He counted with his fingers and knew that someone was coming to help defeat the enemy.
After thinking about it again, it seems that in the TV series I watched in my previous life, the four generals of the Demon Family were dealt with by Huang Tianhua.
So when I heard that a Taoist boy came from outside the house, claiming to be Master Jiang Shang's nephew, I knew that Huang Tianhua had arrived.
I simply had a good relationship with Huang Feihu, so I just wanted to show off my martial arts skills and come out to greet him in person.
Huang Tianhua was surprised and said: "I haven't seen you for a few years. It seems that my Taoist brother has made great progress in Taoism and is able to predict the future. Even I can't figure it out..."
"Haha, how can I compare to you, who is a mediocre Taoist? Ziyang Cave really teaches magical powers."
Liu Qiao didn't know why Huang Tianhua seemed to have changed his temper. He seemed to be quite polite to him, but he didn't reach out to hit the smiling person, and still smiled and responded perfunctorily.
Huang Feihu patted Tianhua on the shoulder and said: "Tianhua, your senior brother Liu is a truly moral man. He has saved me several times. He also often boasts and praises you. You two must communicate and get along well."
Huang Tianhua pondered in his heart, remembering the master's instructions, he thought highly of Liu Qiao, and said humbly: "In the past, I was young and ignorant, and I really didn't know the etiquette. I neglected my brother, so don't blame me!"
Liu Qiao was a little stunned. This Huang Tianhua must have changed too much.
The last time we met, we were just acquaintances who just nodded and ignored each other.
How come this time when I went down the mountain, in just a few words, I first changed from a Taoist friend to a Taoist brother, and then from a brother to an "elder brother"
Could it be that Huang Tianhua's moral behavior has also greatly increased, and he can predict the cause and effect in advance?
Liu Qiao couldn't react for a while, so he had to change his words and said: "It's okay not to mention the past. My dear brother is here to help. It's been a hard journey. Please come to the mansion and rest quickly."
"We didn't stop all the way. When I heard that your master and apprentice soldiers were blocked at the city gate and suffered setbacks, I didn't dare to delay. I rushed my mounts and traveled day and night to come to help." Huang Tianhua also nodded.
In fact, the fact that the jade unicorn is so magical that it travels day and night is definitely an exaggeration, but it is definitely true that it is in a hurry. Huang Tianhua has long been itchy and wants to show off what he has learned.
Liu Qiao smiled and thanked him without saying any nonsense. He led Huang Tianhua into the mansion. He first paid homage to Jiang Shang and then to King Wu to accept his official position.
Jiang Shang also praised Huang Tianhua and said: "The four generals are trying to be cruel, and it is time for our nephew to come and control them."
Huang Tianhua patted his chest proudly and said: "Uncle, don't worry, they are just a few heretics. I have been practicing in Qingfeng Mountain for more than ten years, and I came here just for this purpose. I surrendered these people and pinched them with my hands."
At this time, apart from Yang Jian, all the masters of the three generations of Chanjiao were present in the hall.
When Jin Zha, Mu Zha and others heard this, they frowned, feeling quite displeased with Huang Tianhua's words and deeds.
What do you mean by pinching it with your hands? Does it mean that our other twelve-hole true texts are useless and we can't take down just four left-handed methods?
If it were really that simple, why would all three generations of experts in the hall be at a loss to do anything and could only wait for Yang Jian to break the Hunyuan Pearl Umbrella.
But Jin Zha was thinking deeply. Although he was not happy, he remained calm and did not show it on his face. He was waiting to see Huang Tianhua's joke in his heart.
When Nezha heard this, he felt disgusted and dissatisfied.
He was impatient and whispered directly to Han Dulong and others: "Liu Qiao picked up this little Taoist boy from somewhere. He made such a big statement and laughed to death..."
"It is said that he is from the Ziyang Cave Gate. Looking at him with a pair of big hammers, he looks like a barbarian who burns furnaces and forges iron..." Han Dulong and Xue Eihu also lowered their voices and followed suit in mocking.
He then flattered Nezha and said, "Even Taoist brother Nezha, who has such martial arts skills, hasn't said this yet. He is just an unknown person who has only practiced Taoism for a few years. He is simply arrogant!"
Han Dulong and the two said a few words, and Nezha held his head high and his chest high, and felt very happy. He felt more and more that these two new Wangwudong "little brothers" were more pleasing to his eyes.
Unexpectedly, Huang Tianhua's ears and eyes were clear and he could hear clearly, so he turned his head to follow the sound.
But he saw two fat Taoist priests, who were surrounding a white-faced boy with flattering expressions on their faces. It was these three people who were making fun of themselves.
Huang Tianhua was furious and shouted: "Li Nezha, why do you disobey me?"
He scolded: "You only dare to taunt me in a low voice. How dare you, a cowardless person like me, compete with me with a real sword and a real gun?"
Nezha leaned on the couch with his legs crossed, playing with a tea cup, and chuckled: "Huang Tianhua, how brave have you been today to dare to challenge me?"
His voice was soft, and his face was smiling, but his eyes were shining coldly as he stared at Huang Tianhua coldly.
Huang Tianhua was not afraid at all, he raised his head and said: "Li Nezha, I heard that you maintain your identity and use your power to bully others."
After saying that, he opened a pair of eight-edged silver hammers on his shoulders, held them in his hands, and sneered: "Others are afraid of you, but I won't spoil you, young master!"
Everyone here sneered, everyone had their own thoughts, no one said anything, and no one tried to dissuade them, they all watched the meal.
Jiang Shang also looked at it confusedly, but how could he see the juniors fighting in public? He Xini said: "You are all fellow disciples, don't do this..."
Huang Feihu was so anxious that he quickly went up to pull Huang Tianhua and said: "Tianhua, how can you lift a sword or use an ax in front of the Prime Minister? Hurry up and put away the weapon."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! I just want to put away the weapons quickly and don’t scare the Prime Minister.
But he didn't say not to fight. Huang Feihu was hiding something behind his words.
Nezha always keeps his own identity and puts his eyes above his head. Even his two brothers are unwilling to play with him, and he also looks down on Huang Feihu, Nangong Shi, Liu Qiao and others.
Not only everyone, but also Huang Feihu had not been in love with Nezha for a long time, but as an elder, he still had the grace to save his life, so it was hard for him to be on the same level as him.
Of course, the main reason was that King Wu Cheng felt that he really couldn't defeat Nezha, but so what?
You, Li Nezha, are the true disciples of Chan Jiao, and my son Tianhua is also the true inheritor of Chan Jiao. You can look down on me, but why should you look down on my son?
Therefore, Huang Feihu was obviously pulling his own strings, and he was thinking about his precious son since he finally got down the mountain.
It would be a good idea to give "Daochang Liu" a lesson to Nezha, who has eyes above his head.
When Nezha saw Huang Tianhua taking out a weapon, he smashed the cup on the table with his hand.
He jumped up, rolled up his sleeves and said, "You are looking for a fight. How dare you show off your weapons in front of me? Who are you trying to scare?"
After saying this, he stretched out his hand, pulled out a fire-tipped spear, and faced Huang Tianhua tit for tat.
Mu Zha and Jin Zha also hurriedly went up and pretended to pull him off: "Nezha, you must not be unreasonable. How can you do this in front of your uncle?"
That being said, but Jiang Shang has been sitting on it, who really cares about his gloomy expression.
Liu Qiao was also watching the show. Seeing his master's face getting worse, he also came out and said, "Don't do it, don't do it. We have something to talk about. We are all brothers, so why bother?"
But no one listened anymore. Nezha was like a tiger descending from the mountain, his whole body tensed up, and he pointed a gun at Huang Tianhua.
Huang Tianhua looked like a lion awakening with his head bowed, his face expressionless, and his body tense to confront Nezha.
Although everyone is trying to dissuade me, their advice is too false.
Anyone with a discerning eye can see that these people are not trying to stop the fight. They are clearly trying to fan the flames and urge the two of them to fight and decide whether they will live or die.
"Bang!" Jiang Shang slapped the table and shouted: "That's enough! Put down the weapon!"
The shouts were like thunder, and everyone inside and outside the prime minister's house trembled. Everyone in the Chanjiao family didn't care at all, but on their faces they looked solemn and obedient.
"Huh!" Nezha almost had murderous intent in his heart, but in an instant, he suppressed it forcefully.
He snorted coldly, put away the fire-pointed spear in his hand, and walked away with a puff of sleeves.
When everyone saw that Nezha had left, they did not stop him. Only Han Dulong and Xue Ehu smiled and confessed to Jiang Shang: "Uncle Master, I and I are going to persuade Nezha, so I'll excuse you now."
After saying that, without waiting for Jiang Shang to say anything, he also rolled up his sleeves and followed him out.
When Huang Tianhua saw the three of them leaving, he snorted coldly, put away the hammers in his hands, and said to Huang Feihu: "Father, it's only a child's fault to scare you."
"I'm fine, let's give the Prime Minister a quick apology!" Huang Feihu patted Tianhua on the shoulder, gave you an encouraging look as a father, and then stepped aside.
"Uncle, I don't know the etiquette. I hope you can forgive me and accept the punishment!" Huang Tianhua bowed and clasped his fists.
Jin Zha and Mu Zha also came out and bowed and said: "Nezha doesn't know the etiquette and disturbed my uncle. I hope my uncle won't be surprised!"
Jiang Shang sighed and said: "We are all from the same sect and should work together as one. If we all do this, wouldn't it make outsiders laugh?"
Everyone in Chanjiao stood up and said: "Disciple, wait, I know you are wrong."
"Okay, Yushu, you lead the people to arrange a banquet to meet Tianhua." Jiang Shang waved his hand and said to Liu Qiao.
"Yes..." Liu Qiaogua also had enough and stood up quickly to accept the promise.
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That night, a banquet was held at the Prime Minister's Mansion. Except for Yang Jian, who was still hiding in the enemy camp, all three generations of disciples of Chanjiao were present.
They were still seated at several seats, and Nezha was sitting at the same table as his two "younger brothers" from Wangwudong.
There was a table for Jin Zha and Muzha, and there was an empty seat next to it, which was reserved for Yang Jian.
There were more and more people around Liu Qiao, including Long Xuhu, Wu Ji, the little guy Huang Tianxiang, and the newcomer Huang Tianhua.
Although everyone belongs to the same religion, they are becoming more and more distinct from each other.
Of course, at the banquet, everyone still gave Jiang Shang a lot of respect. No matter how alienated they were in their hearts or how similar they were, they were still "Taoist brothers" and "Taoist friends".
Huang Tianhua and Nezha were also very restrained. Although they did not say a word to each other and did not look at each other, they did not fight each other again.
However, after the Feng Banquet that night, Huang Tianhua didn't know whether it was because of a grudge or something else, but he didn't stay with Chanjiao and others in the Prime Minister's Mansion.
Instead, he followed Huang Feihu to live in Prince Wucheng's palace. The father and son reunited, untied their silk ribbons, and enjoyed wine, food, and meat without fear.
Drinking all night long, the father and son talked about everything, as if they had returned to secular life.
The next day, Jiang Shang beat the drum to gather the generals, and everyone gathered together. Huang Tianhua and his son also came to the hall to participate in the meeting.
It's just that Huang Tianhua put on new clothes, with a gold crown on his hair, a gold forehead, a red dragon five-claw cloak, gold armor lining, and a jade belt.
He doesn't look like a Taoist, but rather like a heavenly king and a nobleman, and he is incompatible with the disciples in the hall who are wearing feathers, star crowns, and silk Taoist robes.
Everyone looked at Huang Tianhua and his son dressed as "the same father and son" with strange eyes, and the corners of their mouths twitched, not knowing how to describe this strange father and son.
"Haha... Do you think my father and son look alike?" Huang Feihu greeted Liu Qiao and the others carelessly.
Nangong Shi joked: "The image is almost carved out of a single stroke. It's just that you are too old and have a long beard. You are not as handsome as Tianhua..."
"Fuck you..." Huang Feihu spat lightly.
Seeing everyone looking at him, Huang Tianhua walked into the palace with his head held high, feeling very proud of himself.
Liu Qiao couldn't help but remind him: "Brother Tianhua, you are the true successor of Ziyangdong. According to the rules, you must wear a silk ribbon. Why are you wearing a jade belt?"
"Hey, my father picked this for me. It's called the Seven Star Group Dragon and Lion Belt..." Huang Tianhua said proudly, and then said: "Brother, if you like it, I'll ask my father to get a jade belt for you..."
Liu Qiao saw that he didn't care about the rules and regulations, so he didn't say much. He waved his hand and said, "What do I want with this thing? It's not useful, and it's too heavy to hang on my body."
"Haha...so you won't enjoy wealth." Huang Tianhua shook his head and smiled.
At this time, the three-way drum sounded, and Jiang Shang walked from the back hall to the front seat. When he saw everyone gathered, he was about to speak, but he saw Huang Tianhua dressed in all his clothes.
He frowned and said: "Master Tianhua nephew, since you have entered the Taoist sect, you have not told your master that you want to return to secular life. Why did you change your clothes today and take off the silk ribbon?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Huang Tianhua bowed and said: "The disciples came down from the mountain to defeat the four generals of the Demon Family. The cuffs of the Taoist robes are wide, which makes it inconvenient to fight. I pretend to be a general. Wait.
After defeating the enemy, it will naturally change back."
Jiang Shang didn't say much, he just said: "The four generals of the Demon Family are very skilled in their ways, you must be careful."
This was discussed at yesterday's dinner. Since Huang Tianhua was ordered to come down from the mountain by True Monarch Daode, he would go into battle and control the four generals of the Demon Family.
Jiang Shang pondered for a moment and said: "Nezha, Yushu, you two are following me to fight, to assist Bi."
"Disciple, take the order!" Liu Qiao and Nezha all stepped out of the queue.
"Dong...dong...dong..." Several drums sounded like thunder, and the city gate of Xiqi, which had been closed for a long time, opened again.
Liu Qiao is wearing a bun with a green scarf, an apricot-yellow Taoist robe, a sword on his back, a whisk on his arm, three short beards under his chin, and he rides a yellow-maned horse. He really looks like an immortal.
In the middle is Huang Tianhua, with a golden helmet and a red cloak, riding a jade unicorn, with double hammers hanging on the saddle and bridle, looking majestic and majestic, like a god descending to earth.
On the far right, Nezha has an expressionless face, holding a fire-tipped spear and riding on the wind and fire.
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