Yang Jian held the jade token in his hand and did not know whether to laugh or cry.
Uncle-Master Huang Long is really …
Forget it. I'm the one who benefits. I can't say anything sarcastic.
However, when Zheng Lun brought Chong Heihu into the city, not only did Su Hu not question Chong Heihu, but he personally welcomed him and untied him. He apologized.
Zheng Lun was not surprised when he saw that. He accepted the order and returned to the military camp to guard against the Shang army outside the city.
"Where's the backbone of the Marquis of Jizhou?" Huang Long frowned and cursed. "Wasn't he very strong-willed previously? He said that he would never go to the Shang Dynasty. Why did he soften now? Seriously! "
Chi Jingzi smiled and said, "He should be frightened by the Dao techniques."
"It's difficult for a mere Ji Prefecture to achieve anything," the Heavenly Venerate said. "The Shang Dynasty is currently at its peak and its luck is prosperous. Although there are signs of decline, it is not something that the Ji Prefecture City can reverse. I think Su Hu is probably planning a way out for himself. "
"By the way, Disciple-Nephew." Huanglong Daoist smiled and said with a mischievous look in her eyes, "Do you want to see Su Hu's daughter? She's really an outstanding beauty. "
Yang Jian nodded calmly on the surface, but in his heart, he felt a little anxious.
Previously, he had used his spiritual senses to observe the Ji Prefecture City. There was a powerful Dharma power protection in the Su Residence that prevented his spiritual senses from seeing through. He did not know what was going on with Daji.
Chi Jingzi moved the scene in the cloud mirror to the backyard of the Su Residence. Yang Jian opened his eyes and could not help but clench his fists.
Who else could it be other than Daji who was sitting in a daze in the pavilion?
No, that's not right. That doesn't seem to be Daji! Although her appearance and figure are exactly the same, her eyes …
Yang Jian remembered that the young Daji's eyes were clear and without ripples. As for the Daji in the pavilion, her eyes were a little thoughtful, a little sad, and a little confused. Her entire body also emitted a natural charm.
Yang Jian did not dare to alarm his Uncle-Masters. He only asked, "Second Uncle-Master, is this really a mortal woman?"
"Yes." Chi Jingzi nodded. "She's indeed a human."
How could this be …
Yang Jian was very suspicious and wanted to go to the East Ocean Dragon Palace immediately. However, he had some clues and could roughly guess who the person in the pavilion was.
The Apotheosis of Gods couldn't be disturbed?
Yang Jian sighed from the bottom of his heart, but at the same time, he felt a little unwillingness to admit defeat.
He wanted to see if Daji was a human or a ghost, a god or a demon!
"Martial nephew?" Chijingzi looked at Yang Jian. "Is there something wrong?"
"It's nothing." Yang Jian smiled and said, "I just feel that if such a woman goes to the side of the King of Shang, it will probably not be a good thing for the Shang Dynasty. Femme fatale, bringing disaster to a country and bringing disaster to its people. "
"What a disaster!" The Huanglong Daoist laughed loudly. "That Shang has angered Goddess Nuwa. I'm afraid he will eventually seek his own destruction. This woman might have been arranged to confuse Di Xin. "
"Be careful with your words." Chi Jingzi looked at the Huanglong Daoist. "Don't criticize the Saint."
"Ah, alright." The Huanglong Daoist placed her hands behind her back and smiled nonchalantly. She continued to watch the show.
In Ji Zhou City, Su Hu and Chong Heihu had a feast for an entire day. The two armies did not fight. Chong Houhu, who was outside the city, was afraid of Zheng Lun's Dao techniques. However, he did not dare to fight. He could only station his troops and did not know how to advance or retreat.
At that moment, Marquis Xi Bo, Ji Chang, sent a civil official. It was San Yisheng, one of the "Four Friends of King Wen".
San Yisheng first entered Chong Houhu's camp and persuaded him not to move. He did not know that Chong Houhu wished he could withdraw his army and leave. He did not want to stay here for another half a day.
Then, San Yisheng entered Ji Zhou City and found Su Hu and Chong Heihu. He sealed the letter from the Marquis of Xi Bo.
Marquis Xi Bo, Ji Chang, was known as a "Saint". He was a respected figure among the 800 vassals in the world. Su Hu nodded continuously when he saw the letter.
"Saint" referred to his virtue and character. He was a role model for the world. It did not refer to his supernatural powers.
Su Hu read the letter and was speechless for a long time. He sighed and said, "I am willing to offer my daughter to Chaoge to solve the problem of Ji Zhou. Brother Heihu, can you write a letter for me to reach the heavens? "
Chong Heihu was overjoyed when he heard that. He said, "This is a good method! It can solve my brother's danger and also prevent my brother from bearing the infamy of the world! "
The two marquises discussed. Su Hu escorted Chong Heihu out of the city. Chong Heihu released Su Quanzhong and scolded Chong Houhu until he retreated. The siege of Ji Zhou was solved …
In the sky, the few Taoist masters also had the intention to leave.
The "masters" hiding around Ji Zhou City saw that the war had stopped and the situation had been settled. They also left.
Little did they know that the previous battle and the casualties of the soldiers were just to pave the way for Su Hu to offer his daughter. The main show was about to begin …
"That Marquis of the West, Ji Chang, is a wise ruler." Chijing Zi pondered for a while and said, "It's really rare for him to stop the war in Ji Zhou City with just a letter."
The Huanglong Daoist and the Heavenly Venerate Daohang both praised it. Only Perfected Du 'e was a little emotional.
His disciple, Zheng Lun, followed Su Hu. Now, he had joined the Shang army and had to listen to the orders of the Shang Dynasty's monarch, Di Xin. If Di Xin angered Saint Nuwa, he would definitely not end up well. In that case, his disciple would have to go to the God roll.
At that moment, Perfected Du 'e frowned. He did not stay any longer and bade farewell.
The few Daoists knew what Perfected Du 'e was worried about and could not persuade him. After Perfected Du' e left, Chijing Zi, the Huanglong Daoist, and the Heavenly Venerate Daohang wanted to return to Kunlun Mountain. They asked Yang Jian if he wanted to cultivate with them.
"I want to take a look around the South Continent." Yang Jian declined politely. He took out the jade token and wanted to give it to the Huanglong Daoist.
Huang Long pretended not to see it. He laughed loudly and left with a flick of his sleeve.
"Just keep it," Chijing Zi said warmly and left on a cloud.
The Heavenly Venerate Daohang was considered one of the twelve Golden Immortals who had entered the sect later and cultivated for a shorter period of time. He looked middle-aged and was a little close to Yang Jian.
He reminded him, "You have to be careful when you walk around the South Continent. Now, all kinds of monsters are wandering around everywhere. If there's a dispute, remember to report your sect first."
Yang Jian hurriedly agreed, "Thank you for your reminder, Uncle-Master. I'll understand."
"Yes." The Heavenly Venerate Daohang smiled and nodded. He put his hands behind his back and rode a cloud. In the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the horizon.
After the teachers left, Yang Jian landed in a valley outside Ji Zhou City. He hid and closed his eyes to cultivate.
He seemed to be cultivating the "Two Qi in the Aperture" mystical ability that he had just obtained, but he was actually keeping an eye on the movements in Ji Zhou City.
The mystical ability of the Hmph General was a little useless to Yang Jian. It was not very useful, and it was very difficult to practice.
However, he could take it back and let his subordinates cultivate it. Anyway, Uncle-Master Huang Long had tricked him into getting it. Perfected Du 'e had also said that it was just a "small technique". He did not say that it could not be easily taught.
"Hmph, hmph. Hmph is here. Where is Ha?"
Yang Jian muttered to himself. He did not really take the matter to heart.
In the God-Conferment Battle, the second-generation disciples of the Dao Sect gathered. They were all experts who were famous in the ancient times.
However, the third-generation disciples were a few levels lower than their respective masters. There was no need to pay too much attention to them. If they encountered him, he could just beat them into submission.
After waiting for three days, a group of soldiers came out of Ji Zhou City. Su Hu led the team, and Su Quanzhong and Zheng Lun protected them.
The group of soldiers surrounded a magnificent carriage. There were two "noble banners" in front of the carriage. They headed towards Chaoge City.
Yang Jian used his transformation technique and followed like a shadow. He kept approaching the carriage.
Zheng Lun was the only one in the group of soldiers who had a Dao technique. However, he was only a Golden Immortal. At that moment, the power of Yang Jian's essence soul had improved greatly. He was even more proficient in the Seventy-two Transformations. It was naturally difficult for Zheng Lun to discover him.
However, Yang Jian was still careful. He was not wary of the "Daji" in the carriage of unknown origins. Instead, he was wary of mighty figures who might appear at any time.
Finally, Yang Jian turned into a small bug and landed on the window of the carriage. He looked into the carriage through the gap in the curtain.
"Daji", who was dressed in a white dress, was lying lazily on the soft bed. Her eyes were blurry, as if she was taking a nap.
It was really strange. This "Daji" had a human aura and did not have any demonic aura.
The eyes of Yang Jian, who had transformed into a bug, shone brightly. He looked at the carriage again and still could not see any flaws. It was as if it was a living woman.
Strange, could it be that Daji, whom he had placed in the East Ocean, had really been released?
Yang Jian did not dare to stay for long. The bug that he had transformed into flapped its wings and flew away. It was as if he had never come. No one was alarmed.
At night, the group of soldiers stopped at a relay station. Su Hu sighed and went to rest without eating. The "Daji" was surrounded by a group of maidservants. After entering the guest room, she did not appear again.
At midnight, the "Daji" had washed up and bathed. She had changed into a thin gauze dress and was about to rest on the bed when a gust of wind blew past the hall, causing the windows to shake.
"Someone," the "Daji" shouted softly. However, no maidservants entered the tightly shut door.
Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck down from outside the window, illuminating the room and illuminating the figure standing by the bed.
"Daji" took a deep breath and was so scared that her face turned pale. However, her scream was suppressed by the rumbling thunder outside the window.
With a whoosh, all the candles in the room were lit up. The entire bedroom was as bright as day, illuminating the figure beside the bed.
"Yang Jian!?!"
"Daji" exclaimed. Her eyes were filled with deep-rooted hatred.
Yang Jian smiled calmly. "It's really you."
Before he could finish his sentence, Yang Jian slapped Daji's forehead with his palm. However, he used 80% of his strength.
"Daji" could not dodge. It was as if the Dharma powers on her body had disappeared. She could only watch helplessly as Yang Jian slapped her forehead.
However, "Daji" did not die. Instead, a gentle white light lit up on her forehead and gently blocked Yang Jian's palm.
An obscure and mysterious Dao rune slowly circulated in the room.
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