Perfected Taiyi, who had been waiting for Nezha's soul to return at the Qianyuan Mountain, waited for a long time, but there was no news of him. He was afraid that something would go wrong, so he found his way to Chentang Pass.
Perfected Taiyi naturally met Yang Jian. Yang Jian pointed at the family of three who were reluctant to part with the Li Residence and smiled helplessly.
"Uncle-Master, do you have to do this?"
"If I don't train in the seven emotions, how can I obtain the Dao Fruit?"
Perfected Taiyi smiled and said. He seemed to have let go of something on his mind and felt relaxed.
He looked at Yang Jian and handed a sword over. It was the Taia Sword.
"I burned the Goddess of Stone to death. Do you like this sword?"
Yang Jian took the sword and casually threw it into the Black Turtle Belt. He had a big family now, so he naturally did not reject any treasures. Even if he did not use them himself, he could give them to his subordinates.
This was also the reward for Yang Jian for guarding Ling Zhuzi.
Perfected Taiyi was also afraid that Yang Jian would be worried. He told Yang Jian about the plan to build a temple for Nezha and receive incense offerings. Then, he would use the spirit lotus and jade root to reconstruct Nezha's true body.
"Three years later, your junior brother might not be inferior to you," Perfected Taiyi said calmly.
The arrangements he had made for Ling Zhuzi were actually stimulated by Yang Jian's speed of rise. He wanted Ling Zhuzi to be able to compete with Yang Jian.
Yang Jian smiled helplessly. He raised his hand and forcefully pulled the figure in the Li Residence back. There were cries in the residence again.
"Master." Ling Zhuzi bowed. Perfected Taiyi nodded and did not say anything. He put Ling Zhuzi's essence soul into a jade gourd to nourish it.
Perfected Taiyi said, "I still have to do something for him. I'll return to the mountain first. Disciple-Nephew, do you have anything else?"
Yang Jian pondered for a while and asked via voice transmission, "Uncle-Master, can the person who has become a god be changed?"
Perfected Taiyi was stunned. He did not expect Yang Jian to ask this.
Earlier, when Yang Jian asked his master Yuding Zhenren the same question, Yuding Zhenren's answer was that the flying bear must not be killed.
Therefore, Yang Jian gave up on the idea of plotting against Jiang Ziya.
However, when Yang Jian was ordered to protect Jiang Ziya and save his life, he also heard Jiang Ziya's complaints.
Jiang Ziya was supposed to enter the business world and become an official, but he still set up a fortune-telling stall in Zhaoge City. Did this mean he had changed his destiny?
Although this was only a small matter, Yang Jian saw an opportunity here. If he could trick Jiang Ziya into a corner, or … in any case, he could make his master become a god, which would definitely increase his master's luck.
Perfected Taiyi sized up Yang Jian and suddenly smiled. "Flying Bear cannot be killed."
Yang Jian's face fell.
Really can't be killed?
The smile on Perfected Taiyi's lips was rather meaningful. "Teacher once said that the Flying Bear cannot be killed. However, remember, you can't kill it. "
After saying that, Perfected Taiyi patted Yang Jian's shoulder and took a step forward. He had already gone to the Middle Continent.
Yang Jian stood in the air and pondered hard. He felt that he had captured a trace of inspiration, but he could not understand it.
The flying bear was a person who was destined to become a god. He could not be killed.
Shen Gongbao tricked a few immortals from Jie School to attack Jiang Ziya. However, he said that Jiang Ziya had the God roll with him. As long as he took the God roll over, he would naturally be able to take the initiative to become a god.
However, the God roll was clearly still in the hands of the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning. He would only give it to Jiang Ziya after the God-Conferment Tribulation ended and let Jiang Ziya read it.
Therefore, the method of seizing the God roll would not work.
What else could he do?
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian?" A soft voice sounded from behind him. Yang Jian immediately snapped out of his daze and subconsciously grabbed the three pointed, double-edged spear. When he turned around, he saw an old immortal flying over on a cloud.
Yang Jian hurriedly bowed. "Greetings, Uncle-Master Du 'e."
"Yes." Perfected Du 'e nodded slightly and looked at the Li Residence. He stood there with his hands behind his back and looked a little troubled.
Yang Jian was a little puzzled. He asked, "Uncle-Master, why are you here?"
"Look at the commander in the residence. He's also my disciple." Perfected Du 'e's smile was a little awkward. "When he was seeking the Dao in the mountain, I deduced that he would have three sons. All three of them would enter Chanism and become my disciples. This is not appropriate, so I sent him back to the mortal world."
Yang Jian nodded in understanding and continued listening.
Perfected Du 'e sighed and said, "Previously, he lost his beloved son and swore an oath in his heart. He asked to cultivate the Dao in order to protect his wife's son. I couldn't bear to do that, so I came here to teach him the cultivation technique. "
"I see." Yang Jian nodded slightly. With a thought, he took out the Tai 'e Sword and handed it to Perfected Du' e.
Perfected Du 'e was about to push it away when Yang Jian said, "This sword happens to be a gift to Commander Li. It's not convenient for me to appear. I'm afraid that he'll be sad. Just treat it as a small matter that I'm doing for Junior Brother. "
The seniority was really a little messy.
"Alright." Perfected Du 'e smiled and nodded. He took the sword and asked Yang Jian, "Is that small technique beneficial to you, Disciple-Nephew?"
Yang Jian looked ashamed. He cupped his hands and said, "I've been running around and haven't had the chance to cultivate."
Perfected Du 'e took out a jade token from his sleeve and smiled. "I was traveling in the Primordial World some time ago and happened to obtain a Dharma Formulation. Disciple-Nephew, you might be able to comprehend a new mystical ability by referring to it."
"Thank you, Uncle-Master." Yang Jian did not decline and took the jade token.
He watched as Perfected Du 'e descended into the Li Residence and bowed to Perfected Du' e. He turned around and walked towards Chaoge City.
Previously, he had obtained the "Hum" technique. Now, he had obtained the "Ha" technique. When he returned, he would give it to Guo Shen and Zhi Jian.
The matter of Ling Zhuzi was temporarily over. Yang Jian could finally heave a sigh of relief.
With Nezha's death, he should be able to reconstruct the lotus flower body three years later. With Uncle-Master Taiyi guarding him, he did not have to worry much.
Perfected Du 'e went to teach Li Jing cultivation. That should be considered a response to fate. After all, after becoming a God, Li Jing was highly regarded by the Jade Emperor in the Celestial Court. He gradually became the Grand Marshal of the Celestial Court. He could not rely on the power of the Deity Position to achieve the Dao. He had to have some Dao.
What benefits did the original Yang Jian obtain from the God-Conferment?
When the "Four Generals of the Mo Family" attacked West Qi, the original Yang Jian had appeared early. With his abilities that were not inferior to the second-generation mighty figures of Chanism, he became the Grain Supervisor of the Zhou Army.
From Grand Tutor Wen's attack on West Qi to the West Qi army's expedition to the east, Yang Jian was only the Grain Supervisor. He usually did not have the chance to appear. He could only wait for the Zhou Army to suffer a huge defeat and the entire army to disperse. He had appeared a few times to turn the tide …
However, during the God-Conferment, Yang Jian did not receive any rewards at all. He had worked hard for nothing.
He was the Marshal of the Celestial Court. The reward for becoming a god was to go to the Celestial Court to be an immortal. Yang Jian could not be conferred another title.
Nezha was still conferred the title of the Great God of the Three Altars. Yang Jian was still Perfected Lord Erlang Xiansheng.
In short, he had worked hard for nothing.
"I can't do nothing," Yang Jian muttered gloomily. Unknowingly, he had already arrived at Chaoge City. He found a random restaurant and ordered some delicacies. He drank alone.
Fei Xiong could not be killed. Even if he was killed, Grandmaster would help him survive.
There were not many people in the Primordial World who could really kill the person that the Saint wanted to protect. Firstly, they did not have the guts. Secondly, they did not have the strength.
Why did Grandmaster choose Jiang Ziya as the person to become a god? Was it decided by the Heavenly Dao? That should not be the case. Perhaps the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning just liked Jiang Ziya.
"Tsk." Yang Jian shook his head. He picked up his wine glass and put it down.
At that moment, he was sitting there. He seemed to be a stronger mortal young man. However, although Xuanqi could retract and conceal his aura, it was difficult to conceal his bearing and dignity.
Suddenly, he heard a coquettish voice beside him …
"Yo, Little Brother, are you alone?"
Yang Jian glanced at them coldly and saw two rich women dressed in gold and silver. One of them was swaying her slender waist and walking over leisurely.
Yang Jian did not say anything, but his gaze was enough to make people not dare to approach him. The two women originally wanted to come over and chat with Yang Jian. Seeing that Yang Jian had a good appearance and a pleasant figure, they wanted to see if they could make a good relationship.
At that moment, in the mortal world of the Primordial World, Confucianism and Daoism had yet to flourish. Although they also advocated virtue, even if they were not virtuous, they would at most be ridiculed by others. There was no torture like drowning in a pig cage.
Therefore, many women did not care about their reputation. They only cared about having a good night.
"Sister, let's go. His gaze is so scary."
"Hmph! Just when you're strong! Let's go and play with Young Master Luo! "
Hearing that, Yang Jian shook his head and smiled. He continued to eat and drink, sorting out his thoughts …
He had talked to Jiang Shang before. Jiang Shang once said that he only wanted to be conferred the title of Marquis and Prime Minister. The few Taoist techniques he knew could only prolong his life. It was impossible for him to live forever. Thus, he gave up the idea of becoming an immortal.
Yang Jian's wine glass suddenly stopped at the edge of his mouth, and he suddenly smiled.
He seemed to have understood something.
The reason why the Grandmaster chose Jiang Shang as the person to be conferred the title of God, or rather, the reason why the Heavenly Dao chose Jiang Shang was because Jiang Shang did not care about the Immortal Dao at all.
And Jiang Ziya did not give himself any official position when he was conferred the title of God!
If it were people like Hiroshige or Shen Gongbao, it would be inevitable that they would be biased. There might be many changes in the title of God.
The person who was conferred the title of God could not enter the List of Gods?!
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows and continued to think. The Divine Light in his mind became brighter and brighter.
After a short while, he threw down the wine cup and shook his head with a chuckle. Then, he laughed out loud and threw a piece of gold on the table before leaving the tavern. After turning a corner, his figure vanished into thin air.
It was:
Erlang understood the principle of not killing, and Flying Bear could not escape from this plot.
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