In the seventh year of King Zhou, Grand Preceptor Wen Zhong went on an expedition to the North Sea to fight against Yuan Futong and the other 72 rebellious vassals. After Wen Zhong left Chaoge, King Zhou trusted Fei Zhong and You Hun.
In the eighth year of King Zhou, the four vassals led 800 vassals to Chaoge. Because the Marquis of Jizhou, Su Hu, had a strong personality, he did not send any gifts to Fei Zhong and You Hun. Fei Zhong bore a grudge and reported to King Zhou that Su Hu had a beautiful girl. King Zhou was tempted and asked Su Hu to offer his daughter.
However, Su Hu refused. In a moment of anger, he wrote a poem in the inn in Chaoge, saying that he would no longer do business in Chaoge.
King Zhou was furious and ordered Ji Chang, the Marquis of the West, and Chong Hou Hu to lead troops to capture him.
Ji Chang regarded Su Hu as a loyal subject and good general. King Zhou listened to the words of a villain and delayed sending troops. Chong Hou Hu was anxious to make contributions and led his troops to Jizhou.
Chong Hou Hu was a proud person and did not have any great abilities. He was only loyal to King Zhou.
He led the troops to challenge, but the deputy general was killed by Su Hu's son, Su Quanzhong. The Jizhou army charged for a while under the leadership of a few fierce generals. Chong Hou Hu and his son retreated in defeat. They suffered heavy losses and retreated five miles.
Su Hu attacked the camp at night. Chong Hou Hu was defeated. His troops were scattered and he retreated in a sorry state.
If this was the end of the crusade against Jizhou, there would be no Demon Concubine Daji entering the palace.
Chong Hou Hu had a younger brother named Chong Heihu. In his early years, he became the disciple of an immortal of Jie School. After that, he returned to the mortal world to cultivate and became the Marquis of Cao State. Chong Hou Hu was defeated, but Chong Heihu led troops to help. They joined forces and went to Jizhou to challenge.
Su Quanzhong did not listen to Su Hu's advice and sent troops to fight Chong Heihu. In terms of martial arts, Chong Heihu was indeed not as strong as Su Quanzhong, but he had Taoist techniques. He easily took down Su Quanzhong and tied him up.
For a moment, the entire Jizhou was gloomy. The entire army was on guard, ready to welcome the Shang army's attack …
"Immortal! We heard about this, so we rushed to the city of Ji Zhou and returned to the army … Have mercy, Old Immortal Lord! "
The general, whose waist was wrapped by a gray aura and hung on the treetop, trembled and shouted, "We've never done anything disrespectful to the immortals and gods! Please let us go! "
Under the tree, Yang Jian was leaning against the tree trunk with his arms crossed, frowning and deep in thought.
This general was Chong Houhu's subordinate. On the other side of the tree, there were three to four hundred injured soldiers lying around. They were the small Shang army that had been scattered by Su Hu's attack on the camp.
Kill him?
There was no need for that. These soldiers were just here to make a living.
Yang Jian raised his hand and retracted the Xuanqi. The middle-aged general on the treetop screamed in fear and fell to the ground.
After knocking out the general, these hundreds of people would need at least half a day to wake up. Yang Jian put his hands behind his back and continued to rush to Jizhou City.
In the blink of an eye, he was already a hundred miles away.
"I've already sent Daji to the East Sea. King Zhou ordered Su Hu to offer his daughter. Can't Su Hu just say that her daughter is missing?"
Yang Jian was slightly puzzled.
There were many masters in the East Ocean Dragon Palace, and it was impossible for Daji, a mortal woman, to escape. Besides, if something went wrong in the East Ocean, she would at least send him a message.
What went wrong?
Could it be …
Yang Jian's eyes flickered. His figure flickered twice and stopped on a tall mountain.
In front of him was Jizhou City.
There were continuous military tents outside the city. Many soldiers riding strange beasts were patrolling around. From afar, the entire military camp seemed to be wrapped in a faint golden light.
"The destiny of the Human Emperor," Yang Jian muttered.
Yang Jian was not in a hurry to sneak into the city. Instead, he released his aura and immediately disturbed the figures hiding around Jizhou City.
A greeting entered his ears. "Disciple-Nephew, this way."
It was Huanglong Daoist's voice.
Yang Jian looked up and saw a faint door appear in the sky. Hence, he jumped into the door and saw a few figures hidden in the sky.
He hurriedly bowed and shouted, "Uncle-Master Chijing Zi, Uncle-Master Huang Long, Uncle-Master Dao Xing."
The three Golden Immortals of Chanism nodded with a smile. Huanglong Daoist pointed at another white-haired Daoist that Yang Jian had never seen before and said with a smile, "Come and greet this Uncle-Master."
"Greetings, Uncle-Master. How should I address you?" Yang Jian asked respectfully.
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, you don't have to be so polite. Master has given me the Dao name of Du 'e."
Perfected Du 'e? Yang Jian was stunned. Isn't that Li Jing's master at Chentang Pass?
There was no need to mention Perfected Du 'e. He had white hair, but his face was rosy. His gaze was calm, and his aura was long. He was really like an old immortal.
Is Perfected Du 'e also an immortal of Chanism? Although Yang Jian was puzzled, he did not dare to ask directly. However, Chijing Zi saw through Yang Jian's doubts and explained.
Perfected Du 'e was a disciple of Ren School. In terms of seniority, he was the senior brother of the Great Daoist Master Xuan Du. However, Perfected Du 'e did not officially become a disciple of Laozi. He only received the teachings of Laozi and cultivated in the Tushita Palace of the Grand Supreme Elder.
He should be considered a disciple of Ren School, similar to Yun Zhongzi in Chanism.
"Uncle-Masters, are you here to watch the battle in the mortal world?" Yang Jian asked with a smile.
Huanglong Daoist shrugged. "Your Aunt-Master Daoxing and I were pulled here by your Uncle-Master Chijing Zi."
Chijing Zi glared at Huanglong Daoist and said in a low voice, "The Great Tribulation has already begun. We are all people who are facing the tribulation. We should find out what the tribulation is and make preparations early."
The Heavenly Lord of Daoxing smiled and nodded. "I have to see how the battles in the human world are fought."
Yang Jian said seriously, "If there's anything you need me to do, Uncle-Master, feel free to instruct me."
"Your master is in seclusion again?" Huang Long asked with a smile. "I'll just take a look. What can happen when a group of mortals fight?"
"No," Perfected Du 'e said. "I have a disciple called Zheng Lun. He is currently in Ji Zhou City as the Grain Supervisor of the Marquis of Ji Zhou. My disciple will probably have to fight the successor of Jie School today. "
Yang Jian pretended not to know and frowned. "The successor of Jie School?"
"It's a general of the Shang army called Chong Heihu." Chijing Zi casually pointed at a cloud mirror. Through the cloud mirror, he could see a black-faced general dressed in a chain-link armor, a red robe, and a white jade belt around his waist. He was sitting in the tent and eating wine.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "It's really Heihu."
"Hahaha." Huanglong Daoist laughed with her hands behind her back. "Disciple-Nephew, do you want to go down and spar with this fellow? We can't let Jie School take all the glory. "
"Let's wait for Senior Brother Zheng Lun to take action." Yang Jian hurriedly shook his head. "The Great Tribulation has yet to find me. I won't go down and join in the fun."
The few Daoists chuckled when they heard that. Perfected Du 'e suddenly said, "There are troops rushing out of the city gate."
Chijing Zi turned the image in the cloud mirror to the city gate. He could vaguely hear the sounds of drums and shouts from high up in the sky, as if the two armies were about to fight.
In Ji Zhou City, a group of people galloped over. The person in the lead was riding a Fiery Golden Eyes Beast. His face was like a purple jujube, and his beard was like golden needles. He held two demon-subduing pestles in his hands, and behind him were three thousand raven soldiers.
What were raven soldiers?
That was a Dao technique. It allowed the three thousand soldiers to put on black armor with talismans engraved on it and line up according to the positions of the array formation.
During the battle, Zheng Lun would activate his Dharma spells. In the eyes of the enemy, the three thousand soldiers would turn into three thousand huge ravens. It would be even more intimidating … Of course, it was only intimidating. It was similar to a trick. It could not really make the three thousand people fly into the sky like ravens.
In the sky, Perfected Du 'e smiled and said, "This is my disciple named Zheng Lun."
His eyes were filled with pride.
Chijing Zi and the others praised Zheng Lun. They praised him for being awe-inspiring and having exquisite Dao techniques.
Zheng Lun led his army to the front of the Shang army and sent someone to challenge them.
The sound of drums shook the sky. Not long after, Chong Heihu rode a Fiery Golden Eyes Beast and led his army out. He faced Zheng Lun.
Yang Jian was also happy when he saw that. The two of them had the same mounts. He did not know if there were too many golden-eyed beasts or if it was really a coincidence.
Speaking of mounts … The Howling Celestial Dog could barely be considered his mount, although riding a dog was a little frustrating.
When Zheng Lun and Chong Heihu met, they scolded each other. One said that the other party had raised an unjust army, while the other said that the other party was a traitor and should be killed here.
They fought whenever they could not agree. When they fought, sand and rocks flew. The two of them rushed into the sky to fight.
The two golden-eyed beasts were probably not male and female. They immediately started fighting.
At that moment, the clouds above Ji Zhou City were destroyed. The two of them were locked in battle in the sky. The two beasts were badly mutilated on the ground.
The soldiers of the two armies waved their flags and cheered for their respective generals. There were many bold mortals in the city. They climbed onto the roofs and walked onto the streets to watch the two immortals fight.
Yang Jian stood in the sky and pondered.
Chong Heihu and Zheng Lun were both Golden Immortals. They should be disciples of the three sects. In the past few years, they had obtained some official positions in the mortal world. They either wanted to take advantage of the Great Tribulation or follow their master's orders to hide in the South Continent.
Yang Jian looked at Perfected Du 'e and realized that he was looking at the cloud mirror with a smile. He seemed to be very confident in his disciple.
Yang Jian said, "Uncle-Master Du 'e, I see that Chong Heihu looks ferocious. The gourd on his back is also famous. Should I remind Senior Brother Zheng Lun to be more careful?"
He and Zheng Lun did not know who had entered the Dao Sect. It was just a humble gesture to address him as Senior Brother. It was nothing much.
Perfected Du 'e smiled and said, "Don't worry. I once taught my disciple a mystical ability. It's extremely easy to subdue Chong Heihu."
"That's good." Yang Jian nodded and focused on watching the show.
Zheng Lun and Chong Heihu were locked in battle. However, the two of them did not dare to fight for long, afraid that they would destroy the morale of their side.
Chong Heihu was the first to use his killing move. He roared and lowered his head. The gourd on his back spat out a black cloud. An iron-beaked eagle condensed in the black cloud. It let out a long cry and charged towards Zheng Lun.
Zheng Lun's expression changed when he saw that. He hurriedly retreated and was grabbed by the eagle's claws. A large piece of flesh was torn off.
Chong Heihu laughed loudly and was about to attack Zheng Lun. Zheng Lun raised his left hand and channeled energy to his head from his chest. He closed his mouth and grunted.
"Hmph!"
That sound was like a drum or a clap of thunder. It made everyone feel dizzy and uneasy.
A white gas emitted from Zheng Lun's nostrils. The white gas was very mysterious. It directly wrapped around Chong Heihu and took out one of Chong Heihu's soul and spirit.
Chong Heihu lost his soul, and his essence soul was greatly damaged. His vision turned black, and he fainted. He fell straight from the sky …
"Hmph?" Yang Jian blinked.
Generals Heng and Ha?
Could this Zheng Lun be General Heng of the Generals Heng and Ha?
"Good ability, good mystical ability!" Huanglong Daoist clapped and smiled. Daoist Du 'e was happy and content. He stroked his beard and nodded.
When the disciple won the fight, the master would naturally be proud.
Daoist Du 'e saw that Zheng Lun had returned triumphantly with Chong Heihu tied up. He smiled and said, "This mystical ability is actually just a small technique. It cultivates the two Qi in the orifices. There are two mystical cultivation techniques, the Closing Mouth and the Opening Mouth. They specialize in capturing people's souls and can be used to intimidate the three armies."
"That's really impressive." Huanglong Daoist gave him a thumbs up and suddenly turned to look at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian was stunned by Huanglong Daoist's gaze. Before he could say anything, Huanglong Daoist frowned and scolded him. "Child, you're messing around! Why do you want to learn it? What mystical ability do you want to learn? You want to learn a good mystical ability when you see one. You should know that you shouldn't bite off more than you can chew! "
Yang Jian opened his mouth. He was confused. What did he say?
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