In the seventh year of King Zhou, in the second month of spring, the 72 feudal vassals of the North Ocean, Yuan Futong, and the others rebelled. The Grand Tutor, Wen Zhong, went on an expedition to the north.
On the 14th of March, Prime Minister Shang Rong submitted a memorial and invited King Zhou to the Nuwa's Dao Palace to pay tribute to Goddess Nuwa's birthday. He said that Goddess Nuwa had the merit of mending the heavens.
King Zhou, the Emperor of Shang, readily agreed. He ordered Chaoge City to celebrate. Every family burned incense and set up fires.
King Zhou led 3,000 cavalrymen and 800 imperial guards. He was escorted by King Wucheng, Huang Feihu, and all the officials of the court. They arrived in front of the Nuwa's Dao Palace.
A great calamity that affected the entire Dao Sect was about to begin …
Yang Jian was not there. Otherwise, he would definitely have discovered all sorts of abnormalities. For example, King Zhou was still paying tribute to the Goddess Nuwa a moment ago. Why did he suddenly seem to be possessed by a ghost when a fragrant wind blew?
Speaking of which, King Zhou was in his prime. He was handsome and had an extraordinary bearing. He also had the aura of an emperor that he had cultivated since he was young. He had the bearing of an emperor.
How could such a person be bewitched by a statue?
Moreover, the so-called birthday of Goddess Nuwa had always been unusual. When was Goddess Nuwa's birthday? Few people knew about Goddess Nuwa's background in the Primordial World, let alone her birthday!
Where was the Nuwa's Dao Palace?
It was just a palace outside Chaoge City that was used to pay tribute to the Goddess of the human race. King Zhou had never been there, but he was persuaded to come there to offer incense today.
There were many problems when he thought about it carefully.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian was currently trapped in the Xuanyuan Tomb of the North Continent and missed the "opening ceremony" of the great calamity.
If Yang Jian was there, he might be able to discover some clues with his Divine Eye mystical ability.
No matter what, the God-Conferment War had arrived as scheduled. Yang Jian had forgotten when King Zhou had mentioned the obscene poem. It was not a big deal to waste some time in the Xuanyuan Tomb.
After all, there were a total of 28 years from when King Zhou angered Nuwa to the end of the God-Conferment War. The God-Conferment War was also carried out step by step. Yang Jian still had a lot of opportunities to use.
He couldn't go to the South Continent, so he didn't know what was happening in the South Continent. He couldn't see the majestic scene of the Tribulation Cloud pressing down and merging into the ground.
At this moment, Yang Jian was really in the most pathetic state since he entered the Primordial World.
He was indeed smart. He thought of using the gourd as a 'boat' and using the theories he knew in the future, he created a gourd that could 'blow out air' and used it to cross the Miasma Lake.
However, he never expected that there would be someone else here!
This person could even ignore the poison of the Miasma Destruction Lake and directly appeared beside the gourd. He grabbed the gourd in his hand and easily captured him, the great Erlang Xiansheng.
They were all in the underworld. Did he, Yang Jian, have no shame?
Yang Jian sat in the gourd and covered his face. He was amused by himself. Now that he looked back at his previous plan, he realized that he was really a fool who appeared to be wise.
The girl grabbed the gourd and slowly flew towards the Miasma Lake. The golden scissors on her waist emitted a circle of golden light, completely blocking the miasma.
She was quite proud of herself. She smiled and squinted her big eyes.
"Little Martial Nephew, let's talk."
Yang Jian's voice came from the gourd. It was a little muffled and gloomy.
Yang Jian said, "May I know who you are, Senior? Why did you plot against me? I came here to search for treasures. I don't have any intention of harming people. I just want to increase my strength. "
"Of course you don't have any intention of harming people. However, the great calamity of the two sects is coming. You are too powerful. How can the Jie School deal with it?"
The girl said lightly. "Little Martial Nephew, just stay in the gourd. I won't hurt you. I'll throw you here for tens or hundreds of years. Then, I'll naturally let you out."
Yang Jian was instantly speechless.
He was not afraid. He just felt that it was too aggrieving to be sealed or die like this.
He had been fooled by himself!
"Hehe." The girl in yellow shook Yang Jian's gourd and said with a smile, "The three Demi-Saints of the Demon Race are almost here. Although the Miasma Lake is famous, it can't hurt a Demi-Saint. Do you know why? "
Why did they start discussing Dao?
However, Yang Jian pondered for a while and replied, "The Miasma Lake is not only formed by the Black Tortoise's blood essence. It is actually the Dao of the Black Tortoise that is unwilling to disperse in this world. This Dao is very profound. Anyone who enters the Miasma Lake will be affected by the miasma. If their Dao is not strong enough, they will be assimilated and destroyed by this Dao. "
The girl in yellow was a little surprised. She blinked her big eyes and looked at the gourd. "Your master told you that?"
Yang Jian did not answer. He continued, "Numinous treasures are treasures that have given birth to their own spirits. They have their own Dao and are protected by the Heavenly Dao. That's why they are not afraid of the Black Tortoise Dao of the Miasma Lake."
Then, Yang Jian's mouth twitched. "It's so obvious. Only the Miasma Spirits made wild guesses and thought that it was purely the poison of the miasma."
"You …" The girl in yellow chuckled. "You're really smart."
"This isn't being smart. Instead, it's being a victim of my own cleverness." Yang Jian sighed and simply fell into the hands of someone else. He sat down cross-legged and began to cultivate and comprehend on his own.
He had already lost control of the Numinous Treasure Gourd. After all, it was a temporary refinement. He could barely control it and could not reach the level where he could connect his mind with the Spearless Spear.
The girl in yellow flew very slowly. She did not know how deep the Miasma Lake was, but her direction was very determined.
Beside the Miasma Lake, three figures slowly appeared. Behind them, the nine continents were falling apart. Even the Miasma Spirits on the continents were turning into colorful miasma.
A Demi-Saint Almighty was the strongest realm below the Sage Realm. Their combat power was far beyond what Yang Jian could reach.
His low cultivation also limited his imagination.
The three figures hesitated for a while. They saw the girl in yellow fighting to cross the Miasma Lake. They were a little hesitant but still decided to ask.
In order to find the real entrance to the inner layer in the shortest time possible, the Demon Clan suffered heavy losses. More than a hundred Demons were injured and dozens of Demons were still trapped in the caves.
Moreover, they were quite lucky to have found the real path. After finding the path, the three Great Ancestors immediately rushed to this place, cutting through all the obstacles along the way. Naturally, the five-colored miasma did not pose any threat to them.
However, this Miasma Lake could not be entered without the protection of a Numinous Treasure.
The Black Tortoise was very powerful when it was alive. It took a few Sages to cut off its limbs. How powerful was it? The Dao it left behind was filled with resentment and anger. Ordinary Demi-Saints did not dare to test it.
The beautiful woman and the old woman did not speak. The Demon Demi-Saint General took half a step forward and shouted, "May I ask which Daoist friend is here? Was the power of the stars caused by Daoist friend? "
"Hmm?" The girl in yellow turned to look at the shore of the Miasma Lake and said with a smile, "Scram."
It was very domineering.
Yang Jian heard the conversation in the gourd. He thought for a while and knew that the Demon Clan's Almighty Being had caught up.
If the girl in yellow didn't stop him, he might have crossed the Miasma Lake by himself and obtained the legacy of the Black Tortoise!
Forget it, it was too late to say anything now. Winning and losing were common in battles, not to mention being defeated by a Demi-Saint.
On the shore, the word "scram" could be said to be fresh, refined, and shocking.
The three Demon Patriarchs were furious. However, they saw that the girl in yellow moved freely in the Miasma Lake and knew that she was not someone easy to deal with.
The demon general said in a deep voice, "Fellow Daoist, you're looking down on my demon race too much. I, Long, once served under the two Demon Emperors, and I've seen too many arrogant people. Even though their profound arts were extraordinary, they still died a violent death."
The girl in yellow rolled her eyes and continued to move forward in the lake. She ignored the Demon General.
In the gourd, Yang Jian smiled and said, "If it is three against one, senior won't be able to gain anything. Let's reply to them. Just say that you saw me earlier, but I was swept away by a mystic light and you don't know where I went. "
"You talk too much. In the end, you still fight." Yang Jian couldn't refute the girl's words.
The three Demon Patriarchs on the shore discussed for a while. Then, the beautiful woman shouted again, "Daoist friend, have you seen a sky full of stars?"
"How annoying!" The girl in yellow turned and scolded, "I have, I have! Aren't you here to find that Chanism brat? I entered this place before him and saw him overestimating himself and barging into the Miasma Lake when I turned around! "
"Where is he now?!"
"I don't know. He was swept away by a mystic light!" The girl in yellow cursed angrily. "If you talk to me again, I'll skin you and feed your bones to Chanism brat's dogs!"
Yang Jian facepalmed. How did this girl's voice know everything?
Just which almighty being had caught him …
As the three Demon Patriarchs hesitated, the Xuan Yuan Tomb suddenly began to shake as if the entire earth was shaking.
It wasn't as if — it was.
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