Song Yiren, Jiang Shang's sworn brother, lived near Zhaoge City. He was also very wealthy and kind.
After Jiang Shang went down the mountain, he had nowhere else to go, so he went to Song Yiren. Song Yiren was really loyal. He recommended a sixty-eight-year-old virgin girl for Jiang Shang to get married.
After that, Song Yiren provided all kinds of money, goods, and animals for Jiang Shang to learn how to do business. Although Jiang Shang lost everything he did, Song Yiren smiled and continued to support him.
Finally, Jiang Shang showed his Taoist skills. Song Yiren opened a small fortune-telling shop for him in Zhaoge City. Jiang Shang also had a business and a place to live in Zhaoge City.
Jiang Shang was seventy-two years old this year, and Song Yiren was already white-haired.
He heard from the servants of the Song Family that Jiang Shang was captured by the soldiers and shackled. Song Yiren hurried over, afraid that something bad would happen to Jiang Shang.
With such a big thing happening in the family, Ma naturally had to follow, so she chased all the way.
The spiritual energy in the Untainted Land was abundant, and most mortals lived long lives. Ma, a sixty-eight-year-old virgin girl, had a strong body, so she managed to survive thirty miles.
But when he ran to the prison, he saw Jiang Shang standing next to a beautiful young woman with a red face. It seemed that he was about to get on the carriage.
"Brother! Little brother! What happened to you? "
Song Yiren shouted and ran over to pull Jiang Shang's arm, "I heard that you fought with a few beggars. Did you hurt your muscles and bones? Look at the bruises on your face. How can you fight so hard at your age! "
Jiang Shang didn't know why he was a little embarrassed, but he was indeed a little embarrassed at this moment. He cupped his hands to Song Yiren and said, "Sorry to trouble you!"
"Humph!" A cold snort came from the side. It was Ma.
Thinking about it carefully, Ma could stay in the boudoir until she was sixty-eight years old and still unmarried. Her appearance was not gentle at all, nor did she have the temperament that someone of her age should have.
Her face was not ugly, but it was a little long. At this moment, her face was cold. Her hair was gray, her face was wrinkled, and she was panting …
Jiang Shang frowned secretly.
Ma waved her sleeves and shouted, "Uncle Song! What we're doing is ruining somebody's business! Why don't we go back now? "
"Sister-in-law, don't worry, don't worry," Song Yiren was old after all and had seen a lot. How could he not know what Ma shi was angry about?
He chuckled as he looked at Rou 'er and said, "My good brother, this is?"
Jiang Shang hurriedly said, "Oh, this is Madam Rou 'er … Cough, Madam Rou, also a merchant in the city. It was all thanks to Madam Rou's help that I was able to escape today."
"Thank you, Madam Rou," Song Yiren cupped his hands and bowed.
Rou 'er bowed to return the greeting and said with a chuckle, "It doesn't matter. Mister Jiang Shang and I felt like old friends at first sight and we have both cultivated Dao before. Therefore, we got along well and became good friends."
"Yes, yes," Jiang Shang looked at his wife and felt inexplicably irritated. He said, "Why haven't you come and greet Lady Rou?"
"Humph!" Madam Ma turned her head and ignored him, obviously quite angry.
Song Yiren pulled Jiang Shang and gave him a look. He chuckled again, "My good brother, it's already late today. Why don't you invite Madam Rou to the fu tomorrow for a gathering."
Rou 'er covered her mouth and chuckled. She said softly, "This matter started because of me, I should be the one to apologize. How about this, tomorrow I will prepare a gift and go to Mister Jiang Shang's fu to apologize. Where is your fu? "
Song Yiren hurriedly reported his home and Rou 'er also told him where she stayed. After a few words, she did not stay long and boarded the carriage.
When she entered the carriage, Rou 'er turned her head to look at Jiang Shang and then nodded lightly at Song Yiren. She called out, "Uncle, see you tomorrow."
Song Yiren stilled. Madam Ma looked like she was about to explode when she heard this and suppressed her anger.
Jiang Shang, on the other hand, smiled warmly. He thought, it should be because Brother Song is too old so Madam Rou called him uncle. So what?
After Rou 'er left, Jiang Shang stood there and sighed softly. He didn't look back for a long time.
Song Yiren's expression was a bit ugly. He sighed and asked the servant to rent a carriage. He didn't say anything and just said, "My good brother, my good sister-in-law, let's also get on the carriage and go back."
"Go back? Go back where? " Madam Ma asked back. She stared at Jiang Shang and shouted on the street, "Can I still go back to that fu?! Jiang Shang, what do you mean? You hooked up with a young and beautiful woman and want to get rid of me! "
Jiang Shang frowned and looked at the numerous figures on the street. He said, "Get on the carriage. I will explain these in the carriage."
"Explain? Ha, what else do you need to explain? "
Madam Ma's sharp teeth were really unforgiving. "How long have I been married to you? Have we ever been in love for a day? Today, when something happened to you, I even broke my two legs to come here. But I saw you hooking up with that seductive woman! "
"Sister-in-law, don't be like this …"
"How seductive is Madam Rou?" Jiang Shang stared at Madam Ma, "Are you done? Go back first! "
Madam Ma wanted to say something, but Jiang Shang could not resist the strange gazes of the surrounding pedestrians. He wrapped Madam Ma with his Dharma powers and stuffed her into the carriage.
The carriage set off. Jiang Shang's face was livid as he sat there unhappily.
Along the way, Song Yiren tried all kinds of persuasion and finally managed to calm Madam Ma down. This old brother was also sweating profusely.
In the sky, an almost transparent figure watched the carriage gradually move away. He was still wearing the military officer's robe, but his face had already returned to its original appearance.
Yang Jian.
Today's show was orchestrated by Yang Jian in the dark. Not only were the Almighties and Great Mediums fooled by him, even Rou 'er, who was in the middle of it all, did not know that everything was planned by him.
To deal with Jiang Ziya, Yang Jian thought of a simple and effective method — the beauty trap.
It was also inspired by the Nine-Tailed Fox's charm of Di Xin that he created this rabbit spirit to charm Jiang Shang.
Rou 'er might not be as beautiful as those beautiful women, but she had a gentle temperament and temperament. Jiang Shang was depressed now and might not be able to resist such a woman's repeated flattery.
To charm Di Xin, he might need a beautiful body, but to bind Jiang Ziya, he needed both talent and temperament.
Of course, this was only the beginning of Yang Jian's scheme. It was far from the end.
There were still about two and a half years until Jiang Ziya went fishing in the Xixi.
These two and a half years were enough for Yang Jian to do a few things. He used the beauty to wear down Jiang Shang's ambition and ruin his reputation in the mortal world … No, Jiang Shang did not have any reputation at all. He had long lost the "Burning Pipa Spirit" that he relied on to become famous.
The rabbit spirit's surname was Li, and her name was Li Rou 'er.
"This is also considered a bribe." Yang Jian shook his head, put on the light yellow robe, and quietly left Chaoge.
This matter could not be rushed, and he could not be too close to this troublesome place. The seed had already been planted, and he could just watch from the side.
What he did not expect today was Uncle-Master Huang Long's sudden attack, sealing Jiang Ziya's Dharma powers and causing him to be beaten up.
Clearly, Jiang Ziya was not very popular in Chanism.
Yang Jian actually did not intend to mistreat Jiang Shang.
If everything went well, he would let the rabbit spirit Li Rou 'er stay with Jiang Shang, and then let Li Rou' er marry a few human women for Jiang Shang as concubines, so that Jiang Shang could have a son and a daughter. After becoming a god, he would also let Jiang Shang fulfill his dream of becoming a marquis.
When Jiang Shang reincarnated, Li Rou 'er would also be arranged by Yang Jian to cultivate in Mount Mei. With Chu Qian taking care of her, she would not be wronged.
All he wanted was to make Jiang Shang give up the 'God-Conferment Envoy' and the 'Deity Striking Whip', and give the destiny of the person who became a god to his master.
Then, Yang Jian was worried again.
When Jiang Shang lost the position of the God-Conferment Envoy, how could he make his master become a god?
He really had to persuade his master to go to the Jade Void Palace when he was free and make his presence felt in front of the Saint's Grandmaster …
Actually, in Yang Jian's heart, there was a most suitable candidate for the God-Conferment.
Great Daoist Master Xuan Du.
That Uncle-Master's Dao was profound and he was from the human race. His identity and Dharma powers were superior to the disciples of the three sects. He was also the first disciple of Laozi. He was not on the God roll to begin with. He was the most suitable person to become a god.
However, if Xuan Du became a god, there would be too many variables. It was better to persuade his master.
Do it myself?
Yang Jian scoffed. Is he crazy or stupid? Why did he have to give him such a thankless task? If Master becomes a god, how could he mistreat his disciple?
"I'll look for Uncle-Master Taiyi and think about this matter again," muttered Yang Jian. He immediately changed his route and headed to the Qianyuan Mountain.
However, just as he turned around, his eyebrows suddenly twitched. He felt that the Heaven Earth Essence Energy was faintly rioting.
His spiritual senses extended in the direction of the flow of the Essence Energy, but they rushed into the void and were blocked by a powerful Dharma power.
Are there mighty figures fighting in the void?
Bang …
His spiritual senses captured the sound of a bell. The sound of the bell was so familiar …
Yang Jian raised his eyebrows. Just as he was about to say that this matter had nothing to do with him, the spiritual senses in the void suddenly lost contact with him!
Someone had sealed that world!
What a powerful method. It could actually sever his spiritual senses!
Could it be that bell? A few drops of cold sweat seeped out of Yang Jian's forehead. He felt a splitting headache. That was because his spiritual senses were damaged.
Chaos Bell?
The figure of a person and a bell appeared in his mind. Yang Jian could not suppress his curiosity and wanted to know what the Heavenly Eye Daoist was doing.
He thought that he already had the strength to escape from the hands of a mighty figure. Without thinking too much, he turned into a King Bird and rushed into the sky.
He just took a look from afar. It should be fine.
That Heavenly Flame Daoist was really too interesting. If the word "flame" was removed, it would really be …
It was a little scary.
In the blink of an eye, the King Bird that Yang Jian had transformed into pierced through the clouds and fog, rushed through the astral winds and Skyfire, and swept past the Celestial Court. He only stopped when he was near the East Heavenly Gate and looked at the bright Milky Way.
The place where the magical powers were fighting was still tens of thousands of miles away. The stars there were bright and dim. The stars were affected by the powerful Dharma power and instantly shattered.
However, the place where the magical powers were fighting was sealed by a large bell. His spiritual senses could not find out who was fighting at all. He looked up and could vaguely see the large bell that was wrapped in chaos, floating up and down.
It was indeed the Chaos Bell.
Yang Jian flew to a barren mountain floating beside the Heavenly River. He was still thousands of miles away from the place where the magical powers were fighting. His eyes shone with divine light, and he could vaguely see the situation of the magical powers.
It seemed that two people were besieging one person. He could see three blurry shadows constantly flashing.
Suddenly, monstrous waves rose from the Heavenly River! Thousands of kilometers away, a light blue hand suddenly rose from the Heavenly River. In the blink of an eye, it crossed layers of spacetime and appeared in front of the Chaos Bell. It grabbed at the Chaos Bell.
At the same time, a thin figure appeared on the Chaos Bell. He was wearing a cloak and stood on the edge of the bell.
Daoist Heavenly Flames?
Apart from the wielder of the Chaos Bell, who else could stand on the Chaos Bell!?
Daoist Heavenly Flames allowed the huge hand to grab the Chaos Bell. He only stomped his foot gently, and the bell let out a buzz.
In just an instant, the light blue hand shattered inch by inch, turning into pure spiritual energy that entered the Bell of Chaos.
"Heh."
A cold laugh came from the bell, echoing in the void for thousands of miles.
At the same time, the place sealed by the Chaos Bell seemed to be about to decide who was stronger.
Suddenly, another Sword Light came from the horizon!
It was as if it was the light that had cut through the world. It carried a vast might and surging essence energy as it slashed at the Chaos Bell.
Daoist Heavenly Flames retreated and seemed to vomit blood. As for the Chaos Bell, which was said to be invincible, it was actually sent flying by the Sword Light!
Yang Jian watched from the side in shock. The Sword Light seemed to have engraved a mark in his heart, making his breathing heavy and unable to calm down for a long time.
Was it a Saint who attacked just now?
After the Chaos Bell was sent flying, the void sealed by the Chaos Bell was unsealed. A figure took the opportunity to fly out and activated his escape technique with all his might. In the blink of an eye, he crossed 5,000 kilometers in the void!
However, that person kept vomiting blood. His entire body was dripping with blood. Clearly, he had been seriously injured.
He seemed to have sensed something and looked down in the sky. He saw the Heavenly River, the desolate spiritual mountain floating beside the Heavenly River, and the figure standing on the desolate mountain.
"Disciple-Nephew, save me!"
The person was overjoyed and suddenly fell.
In that case, there was a problem.
Yang Jian looked at the two Daoists who were rushing over. He really did not know if he should reach out and catch the figure that had fallen in front of him, or if he should turn around and leave, saying that he had nothing to do with this matter …
The person who fell was none other than Zhao Gongming of Golden Ao Island.
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