"Are you interested in talismans, Disciple-Nephew?" Yun Zhongzi asked with a smile.
Yang Jian said, "It's always good to learn more. If you can comprehend by analogy, you might have different gains."
"Alright." Yun Zhongzi sighed. "Disciple-Nephew, you're hardworking and talented in cultivation. You will definitely be the pillar of the Jade Void Palace in the future. In this calamity, you should focus on protecting yourself. Don't be competitive and fight with others. "
Yang Jian placed his hands on his knees and lowered his head. "I will follow your teachings, Uncle-Master."
Yun Zhongzi stroked his beard and nodded. His gaze was benevolent and there was a smile on his lips. He really liked Yang Jian, who had brought glory to the Jade Void Palace. He was not putting on an act.
There was no need for this mighty expert to deliberately befriend anyone. He was powerful, blessed, and the disciple of a Saint. Why should he pretend to be nice to others?
Yun Zhongzi said, "Today, the Shang Lord has burned the sword. The fate of the Shang Dynasty has been decided. Its luck is about to end. What do you think, Disciple-Nephew?"
"What Uncle-Master said can't be wrong." Yang Jian smiled and said, "Although the Shang Dynasty looks strong, it actually has the worry of the eight hundred feudal vassals internally and the trouble of the Dongyi and Southern Barbarians externally. Chaoge is already struggling to hold on."
"The Shang Dynasty is really difficult to protect." Yun Zhongzi pinched his fingers and deduced. He smiled and said, "The Zhou Lord of Xiqi is in power. The Dao Sect's calamity has arrived. The days that I had yet to set before entering the sword are already very clear."
Yang Jian nodded. He was very envious of the mystical ability to calculate. However, he knew that the mystical ability to deduce was something that mighty figures had accumulated over countless years. It required one to comprehend the world and the changes in the Heavenly Dao. It could not be completed quickly.
Yun Zhongzi pondered for a while and suddenly asked, "Have you heard of Jiang Ziya?"
"Of course I've heard of him. He's the person chosen by Grandmaster to become a god on behalf of the heavens. He's known as the reincarnation of the Flying Bear." Yang Jian did not know why Uncle-Master Yun Zhongzi mentioned Jiang Ziya. He only said, "I wonder how he will become a god."
"Not many people know about this." Yun Zhongzi smiled and said, "That Jiang Ziya is not a talent in cultivation, but he is a strategist in governing the world. The Great Tribulation this time should be in the mortal world of the South Continent. Teacher has put in a lot of effort to choose him as the person to become a god. "
Yang Jian nodded approvingly as he waited for Yun Zhongzi to continue.
As expected, Yun Zhongzi instructed, "Martial Nephew, if you hear that Jiang Ziya is in trouble while traveling in the South Continent, go and help him. As far as Martial Nephew is concerned, there are only advantages and no disadvantages. "
"Yes, I will remember Martial Uncle's words."
Yang Jian nodded with a smile as he thought that Yun Zhongzi was going to take him to see Jiang Ziya. It was out of his imagination that Yun Zhongzi just told him to help Jiang Ziya if he encountered trouble.
Perhaps Uncle Master Yun Zhongzi happened to discover Jiang Ziya's bad luck when he was calculating.
"Martial Uncle, let me toast you."
"This is the first time I've tasted such fine wine from the mortal realm."
At the banquet, the uncle and nephew enjoyed themselves.
Yun Zhongzi said that he wanted to go to the South Continent to find his fated disciple. Although Yang Jian knew that Lei Zhenzi was not born yet, he could not say it out loud. He bade farewell to Yun Zhongzi and stayed in Chaoge for two days.
At that moment, Jiang Ziya was actually in Chaoge City. He did not know if he was setting up a stall or opening a shop.
Yang Jian did not go to look for him. It was useless to look for Jiang Ziya. When Chaoge City was fine, he rode a cloud and left.
This time, he flew towards the east.
According to his mother's instructions, Yang Jian sent a letter to Ao Xinke. He wrote it on a piece of cloth with ink. He casually caught a spiritual beast and asked it to send it to the East Ocean.
The words in the letter were implicit but not explicit. He only asked her how she had been recently, how her cultivation was, and if she was well.
He also said that he was running around the South Continent to deal with the Great Tribulation of the Dao Sect. He might head to the East Ocean to meet her in the near future. He hoped that she would take care of herself.
After sending the letter, Yang Jian went straight to Chentang Pass.
He was worried about Ling Zhuzi … No, he should be called Nezha now.
Yang Jian couldn't hide the smile on his face whenever he thought of the refined and refined little immortal boy turning into a little brat who only wore a red dudou and ran around the courtyard.
He rode a cloud for thousands of kilometers and was already close to the pass.
From afar, he could see the magnificent Chentang Pass standing on the East Ocean, facing the East Continent in the northeast.
When he was slightly closer, he could hear the commotion in Chentang Pass.
Yang Jian looked down and saw that outside Chentang Pass, there were cities everywhere. The farmland was green and lush, and fruit trees were planted in the forest. Boats came and went at the fishing port by the sea. There were many people on the paths.
That place was also a rare prosperous place in the South Continent.
Li Jing, the commander of Chentang Pass, might not be a good father, but he was in charge of Chentang Pass and had some political talent.
"Nezha …"
Yang Jian sighed softly and hid his figure. He flew to the sky above Chentang Pass with his hands behind his back. He swept his gaze and stopped above the Li Residence.
In the front yard, some soldiers were gathered there to study martial arts. A tall and thin middle-aged general brandished his sword. Many generals around him cheered.
The middle-aged general had a thin face and regular facial features. He had thick eyebrows, big eyes, a tall nose, and an extraordinary bearing.
Yang Jian vaguely remembered that he should be Li Jing.
She didn't look at him for long. Her gaze swept across the backyard and she saw the beautiful madam sitting in the corridor of the courtyard. She was dressed in luxurious clothes and appeared more graceful and elegant than a few years ago. There was a smile on her face.
A few musicians were playing music at the side while Lady Yin was sewing clothes with her head lowered.
"Why don't I see Nezha?"
Yang Jian frowned and scanned with his spiritual senses again. He began to panic.
Little Nezha was a troublemaker. If he did not watch, the world might turn upside down.
Killing the dragon son, causing trouble in the East Ocean, accidentally injuring Child Bi Yun, kicking the Dragon King of the East Ocean … He had really caused a lot of trouble.
Could it be that this fellow's reincarnation had been delayed for two years and he was already starting to "catch up"?
Yang Jian was shocked. He could not be bothered to hide his figure and appeared in the sky. He stepped on a white cloud and landed in the Li Residence. He deliberately revealed his aura and alarmed the front and backyard of the residence.
Li Jing, who was dancing with his sword, retracted his sword and stood. He looked at Yang Jian in the sky and immediately handed his sword to the military official beside him. He quickly tidied his clothes and rode a cloud up. He shouted, "May I know which senior has arrived? Li Jing of Chentang Pass has failed to welcome you!"
In the backyard, Nezha's mother hurriedly walked out of the corridor. She stood in the flower bed and looked at Yang Jian, who was in the sky. Her eyes were filled with worry.
Ever since the eldest son went out to cultivate and the youngest son was born, they had seen many immortals. However, they had never seen such a young one.
Yang Jian said loudly, "I'm a disciple of the Kunlun Mountain's Jade Void Palace. I cultivate with Yuding Zhenren of the Jade Spring Mountain. I heard that my junior brother has reincarnated in your residence. I came to visit him today. May I know where my junior brother is now? "
Li Jing was stunned when Yang Jian directly explained his intentions.
Li Jing had seen Perfected Taiyi before, but he only knew that his youngest son and the otherworldly expert who was difficult to distinguish between male and female were fated to be master and disciple. It was the first time he had heard of "reincarnation".
"Exalted Immortal, are you here to look for my youngest son, Nezha?"
"That's right." Yang Jian smiled and nodded. He was not arrogant. He landed the cloud in front of Li Jing and bowed to him.
Li Jing was considered half a disciple of the Dao Sect. His master was Perfected Du 'e, who had been tricked by Uncle-Master Huang Long previously.
Li Jing returned the Dao salute and smiled. "My youngest son is really blessed. May I know your Dao name, Exalted Immortal?"
"I haven't cultivated for long. I can't be called an Exalted Immortal." Yang Jian smiled and said, "My surname is Yang Jian."
"Yang Jian?" Li Jing was stunned. Then, his eyes widened. "Are you the one who went to the Heavenly Palace to ask for my mother, defeated the immortals of the Celestial Court, and beat the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals to the point that they could not resist? In the end, he was even conferred the title of commander by the Celestial Court?"
Yang Jian was a little embarrassed. "That's me. Commander Li, you flatter me. The Celestial Court actually did not make things too difficult for my mother."
That was the truth. After all, the many consecrators of the Celestial Court did not attack at that time.
Li Jing's eyes were filled with fervor. He kept saying "filial son" and "true warrior". He pulled Yang Jian and was about to enter the banquet.
How could Yang Jian be willing to eat?
He was really afraid that Nezha would run out and cause trouble. With a sincere expression, he said, "I hope that Commander Li can understand my longing for Junior Brother and let me meet him first."
"Ne Zha!" Li Jing turned his head and shouted. He shouted at the general on the ground, "Go and call that urchin over! Greet the Perfected Lord! "
"There's no need …"
"Ah!" Li Jing grabbed Yang Jian's wrist. "Perfected Lord, you are here at Chentang Pass. I should do my best as a host. Someone, order the kitchen to prepare the wine and dishes! Bring out all my treasured wine! "
Yang Jian could not help but give Li Jing face. After all, he was the future Pagoda-Bearing Heavenly King Li, the Grand Marshal of the Celestial Court.
At that moment, Yang Jian was pulled to the front hall for tea by Li Jing. The Li Residence was in a mess to search for the Little Young Master. They even alarmed the soldiers in the city and searched everywhere.
Lady Yin, who was in the backyard, heard the servant's report. It was the famous Perfected Lord Erlang Xiansheng who said that he was here to see his junior brother. She could not help but heave a sigh of relief.
When the servants failed to find Nezha, Lady Yin took out a bell from her sleeve and shook it gently. Then, she carefully placed it in her sleeve.
A moment later, a red light shot over from the east and landed in front of Lady Yin, revealing her main body.
She looked at the little child …
He had a red hood, blue pants, green cloth boots, and a longevity golden lock around his neck.
He had a tiger head, big eyes, and a braid. His red lips and white teeth were smiling.
"Mother!" He called out crisply, sticking out his round little belly. "I've just eaten 80% full, and you called me back. Is Daddy going to test me on my homework?"
Lady Yin knelt in front of the little child, her eyes filled with affection. She said gently, "An immortal came to look for you and said that you are his junior brother. That's why I called you back to meet him."
"What immortal?" The little child poked the corner of his mouth with his finger. "My master said that immortals are scum. Perfected Immortals are scum too."
"Nonsense!" Lady Yin reprimanded him with a stern face. However, the little child pouted and quickly smiled apologetically.
Lady Yin said softly, "The immortal that Mother is talking about is the marshal of the Celestial Court. He is also a true hero with an indomitable spirit. His mother was trapped in the Celestial Court and suffered in prison. He cultivated alone and rushed to the Celestial Court. He dared to fight against the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals. In the end, he even saved his mother. His deeds were spread throughout the Three Realms. "
The little child seemed to be deep in thought. Then, he chuckled. "Mother, don't worry. If any bad people dare to capture Mother, I will beat them to pieces!"
"You!" Lady Yin tapped the little child's forehead with her finger. The little child threw himself into his mother's arms and smiled foolishly.
"Alright, quickly go and change your clothes. Don't let this Perfected Lord wait for too long. Don't talk nonsense later. Mother will go with you."
"It's okay, Mother." The little child was a little impatient. He replied in an old voice, "My master said that even if the sky falls, he will hold it up. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid."
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