Yang Jian had always been very cautious when it came to making friends. Thus, he only had a few friends up until now, and they were all friends he had made when he was traveling.
Lü Chunyang, who could not deal with his beautiful master, Fu Dongliu, who had an unknown cultivation level, Wen Qingling, who was gentle and had entered the immortal sect, and Ao Ji, the Dragon Palace's Young Master who had helped him build bridges …
They were all considered good friends. Most of the others were seniors and experts. How could he dare to take them as confidants?
When Yang Jian was on Earth, he had always felt that he did not need too many friends. It was enough to have two or three that he could contact regularly.
Up until now, he still thought the same. However, he never expected that he would meet a few guards with similar temperaments in this small Plum City. Although their influence in the Untainted Land couldn't be mentioned in the same breath, Yang Jian felt that befriending, chatting, and drinking with them were all fortunate events in his life.
Cultivation was hard, so it was not bad to have a few more friends.
However, he and Yao Gonglin could not be considered true confidants. The reason was that when the two of them met, Yao Gonglin had a favor to ask of him, and Yang Jian also had the intention to recruit him.
Those who combined power would lose it when the power was exhausted.
Thinking of this, Yang Jian felt a little sad in his heart. But he also knew that this was unavoidable. If he had come to Mount Mei earlier, when he had just traveled the Untainted Land, he would have befriended Yao Gonglin and the others. At that time, he might have been able to become good friends with them.
Under the grape vines, Yang Jian and Yao Gonglin talked for the whole night.
At first, they were still talking about the Mei Mountain Demon Race. Later, they gradually began to talk about everything. When the sky turned bright, the two of them had already begun to discuss the "martial arts" and "Dao" that were suitable for the battle formation.
The two of them talked happily and harmoniously.
At first, Yao Gonglin did want to rely on Yang Jian. However, as he became more familiar with Yang Jian, he felt that Yang Jian was easygoing and calm. He told him what he should not have said.
"Perfected Lord, after the Great Tribulation of the South Continent's Dao Sect, the Celestial Court may want to settle accounts with the five continents. At that time, we also want to have something to rely on. I wonder if Perfected Lord has any intention of recruiting?"
Yang Jian was much smarter this time. He didn't plan to replace the Plum City Lord, but he wanted to rope in a few generals who could lead troops to join him.
One thousand and two hundred … Oh, that's not right. Although the three thousand 'Grass Head Gods' would be his main force in future campaigns, he still needed to station some soldiers in Mount Mei. He couldn't possibly leave his home defenseless when he went to war.
"I am indebted to Gong Lin for not abandoning me. Right now, I only have twelve officers, and I have no soldiers or generals. If Gong Lin comes, there will definitely be a place for him."
Yang Jian's gaze was sincere and his words were sincere. He also gave Yao Gonglin his promise.
Yao Gonglin's eyes flickered as he probed, "Perfected Monarch, are you interested in Plum City?"
"What does Gong Lin mean?" Yang Jian pretended not to know Yao Gonglin's intentions. He smiled and said, "I think this Plum City is not bad. Mortals and cultivators can all live in peace. In the future, you can come here often and bring my family here to relax. "
Yao Gonglin was a smart person. He understood what Yang Jian meant.
He didn't have the intention to touch Plum City.
That made Yao Gonglin heave a sigh of relief. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, and the guilt in his heart dissipated.
Zhang Boshi, who was sleeping soundly in the house, grinned and turned over to continue sleeping.
After hesitating for a moment, Yao Gonglin said, "Perfected Lord, there's something I don't know if I should say."
"There's no harm in saying it."
"Plum Mountain … In the Celestial Court's reward, it is already Perfected Lord's fief. However, the tens of thousands of Plum Mountain disciples in Plum City, do they have the chance to return to their hometown …"
Yang Jian shook his head and chuckled. He said, "My family only has four people. Can we live on such a huge mountain? You can build your own city. Of course, I won't stop you. Gonglin, these are all things that should be done. What I'm doing is actually to find a place for my mother, my sister, and my fiancée to live. "
Yao Gonglin stood up and bowed. "Thank you, Perfected Lord."
This matter was thus decided.
After Yang Jian took down Plum Mountain, he promised to give the people of Plum Mountain a chance to return to their hometown. Yao Gonglin and Zhang Boshi would also join Yang Jian after settling down the people of Plum Mountain and become generals.
Although Yao Gonglin and Zhang Boshi had already found a "home" before conquering Plum Mountain, it was a little unethical.
However, those were the matters of the Plum Mountain lineage and had nothing to do with Yang Jian.
Moreover, the reason why Plum City existed and why these people followed the City Lord of Plum City, Mei Guihun, was all for the sake of returning to their hometown of Plum Mountain and wiping out the demons to avenge their ancestors.
When their wishes were fulfilled, it was their own fate where they went. There was no betrayal.
"You're welcome." Yang Jian waved his hand. Seeing that the sky was already bright, he stood up and said, "Let's go to the City Lord's Residence to take a look. If the City Lord has yet to come out of seclusion, I'll wait for a few more days. "
"This way, please. I'll go call Boshi!"
Yao Gonglin seemed to be unable to hide his excitement. He walked with the wind and rushed into the guest room in a few steps. He pulled out the bearded Zhang Boshi, who was sleeping soundly.
The twelve commanders had actually been cultivating in the room for a long time. Yang Jian made a gesture, and the twelve commanders opened their eyes at the same time. They stood in front of Yang Jian and protected him. All of their young faces were filled with maturity and maturity. That was naturally related to their previous experiences.
The North Continent was ten thousand years old. Why was Hell bitter and cold?
On the eve of the end of their lives, they welcomed a new life given by Yang Jian. It was not easy to train their mental state.
A slow death, a narrow escape from death.
The twelve disciples of the Wu people just stood there. Although they were not experts, their aura was formed. They were dignified and full of spirit. Their clothes were stained with blood and their eyes were sharp. They did not embarrass Yang Jian at all.
"Good boys!" Yao Gonglin praised.
Yang Jian smiled but did not say anything. He walked out of the General's Residence with Zhang and Yao Gonglin. The twelve commanders followed behind, looking majestic.
Dong dong dong dong …
As soon as they reached the street, they heard the sound of the Heavenly Drum in the center of the city.
"Perfected Lord, the City Lord should have come out of seclusion. This is the sound of the drum to summon us for a meeting!"
Yang Jian pondered and said, "You guys go first. I'll prepare a few gifts and visit him personally."
"That's good too." Just as Yao Gonglin finished speaking, Zhang Boshi was about to mutter, "Why are there so many things?", but Yao Gonglin slapped his head down.
Zhang Boshi rolled his eyes and was dragged into the sky.
Yang Jian smiled and walked forward. He felt that Zhang Boshi was a little muddle-headed, but he was quite interesting.
Behind him, Yu Luo said softly, "Second Master, the generals in Plum City are all from the Mei Mountain branch. After Mei Linhan took over, many of the Mei Mountain generals were dissatisfied with him."
"That's enough." Yang Jian interrupted Yu Luo. He naturally knew what she was talking about.
The twelve commanders lowered their heads at the same time. They were about to kneel on the street and admit their mistakes when Yang Jian used Xuanqi to stop them.
It was nothing more than using his name to recruit some subordinates and quickly build up an army that obeyed his orders by borrowing the body of Plum City.
However, would he dare to use such an army?
"We're here to borrow soldiers. Don't do anything that goes beyond the rules. Don't let others talk about you."
"Second Master, we didn't think it through …"
Yang Jian smiled and said indifferently, "If you spend more time on the tricks to go into battle and kill the enemy instead of scheming and scheming, are you still witches?"
The twelve commanders looked at each other. Did Second Master think that Wu people were too 'naive' …
One thing that Yang Jian liked about Plum City was that there were no pavilions floating in the sky in Plum City. They were all houses built on the ground.
Moreover, in order to complement the City Protection Array, there were only a few tall buildings. They were in the shape of four corners supporting the sky. They were the supporting points of the City Protection Array.
Although such an ancient city lacked some Immortal Spirit Qi and the ethereal feeling of the immortal cities in the hinterland of the Center Continent, it felt more real and tangible.
Strolling on the street, Yang Jian felt that it was not right to be empty-handed, so he pulled out the Celestial Hound and put the reins on it.
This pulling of the Celestial Hound was not a big deal. Yang Jian also thought of the Nine-headed Chicken that he had kept in the Mystic Tortoise Belt. Previously, because Feng Wu and Feng Shan were in the Mystic Tortoise Belt, Yang Jian separated a corner of the small space and stuffed Xi Mei 'er into it.
He did not know if she was suffocated to death.
Yang Jian stopped by the side of the road and sank his mind into the gem in the Mystic Tortoise Belt. He removed the barrier that separated the corner and revealed the woman who was a little frightened and helpless.
Her long hair was disheveled, her face haggard, and there was not much vitality in her eyes. After seeing the projection of Yang Jian's primordial spirit, there was a slight fluctuation in her eyes.
Looking at Xi Mei 'er, Yang Jian really did not know how to deal with her.
Originally, he wanted to use her as a "remedy". If he could not get the phoenix blood to refine the spear, he would think of a way to sublimate and mature her bloodline to refine the spear.
However, now that Yang Jian's three-pointed, double-edged spear had been refined, he no longer had the intention to kill her.
The three demons of the Xuanyuan Tomb were killed by Yang Jian, the Jade Bone Pipa Spirit who sucked human blood. He captured the Nine-headed Chicken and locked Daji in the East Ocean Dragon Palace.
It was easy to kill this chicken spirit. She was a demon, and Yang Jian was a human. Killing her was equivalent to cutting off the enemy's henchmen.
However, Yang Jian felt a little awkward, as if killing her would leave a gap in his Dao Heart.
Whether it was killing humans or demons, if it was useful to him, he would keep it. If it was useless to him, he would kill it instead of judging it by right or wrong. How could he have a clear conscience?
However, he could not let it go. He was afraid that he would incur the wrath of the Goddess Nuwa …
"Xi Mei 'er, do you want to die or live?"
Xi Mei 'er smiled miserably and ran her slender fingers through her long hair. She said softly, "Is it useful for me to say whether I want to live or die? My life and death are in your hands. Is it interesting for you to ask me? "
As she spoke, tears trickled down her face. She bit her lips and could not help but sob.
Yang Jian said seriously, "I spared your life because I wanted to refine the spear. However, the divine weapon has already been formed. It's useless for me to keep you here."
"If you want to kill me, give me a quick death." Xi Mei 'er closed her eyes with a determined expression.
At that moment, she had actually recovered some demonic power, but she no longer had the will to fight. She did not think about escaping at all.
Yang Jian pondered for a while and said, "Hand over a wisp of your intrinsic demonic soul and swear a Heavenly Dao oath to serve me as your master. In the future, you can accompany Chu Qian."
Xi Mei 'er was stunned. She looked up at Yang Jian in shock.
She had thought that she was at death's door. She had been thrown here by Yang Jian just so that his beloved dog could absorb demonic aura.
However, she did not expect that Yang Jian would actually want her to be a maid …
"If you are unwilling, I can only seal you for a thousand years. After a thousand years, I will follow you."
After saying that, Yang Jian flicked his sleeves and withdrew his consciousness from the Black Tortoise Belt. He continued to walk on the street towards the City Lord's Mansion.
However, before he could take two steps, a shout that only Yang Jian could hear came from the Black Tortoise Belt.
"I am willing … to serve you as my master …"
He agreed so quickly?
Yang Jian could not help but feel suspicious. Could there be a trick in this?
"Woof! Woof! "
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