Xi Qi was actually the "Qi Mountain in the west". It was considered a symbolic mountain that referred to the large area around the Wei River.
The Marquis of the West, Ji Chang, led the 200 vassals of the Western Road. However, not all of them bowed to Ji Chang. They were only controlled by Ji Chang.
However, Ji Chang had been operating in Xi Qi for many years. At least half of the 200 vassals were his trusted retainers. Most of the remaining half occupied land as kings and watched from the sidelines. Few of them worked for the Shang King.
Yang Jian had been appointed as a physician. He had to show some real skills. On the way, he formulated a detailed "strategy" and handed it to Ji Chang.
Subduing the vassals of the Western Road did not rely solely on force. Anyway, Xi Qi had the Heavenly Mandate and great luck. There would be no problems no matter what. At most, there would be no danger.
A huge city stood at the foot of Qi Mountain. That was the "capital" of the Zhou Nation.
At that moment, the mortal world of the human race was still a slave system. Along the way, he could see many slaves working everywhere. Yang Jian did not think too much about that.
Liberate the slaves? Speed up the process of the feudal dynasty in the mortal world? He did not have the time to do that. Moreover, it would be futile if he forced himself to do those things.
The process of the human race was controlled by the Heavenly Dao. How could a small fry like him interfere casually?
After meeting his Grandmaster, Yang Jian suddenly felt that it was meaningless for him to wander around the Primordial World.
Every word and action was known by the Saints.
Every move was known by the Saints.
He originally thought that only the Lady of Earth knew about his background. He did not expect his Grandmaster to know as well.
That made Yang Jian understand many principles. He felt much more relaxed and his mentality was calmer than before.
After being assigned the task of becoming a god, he would obediently strengthen the Western Zhou. He would spend ten to twenty years to change the dynasty and then return to the mountain to cultivate and not go out. That was better than anything else.
What he wanted to do was to touch the true limit of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art and see if he could walk a peerless path that no one would be able to follow.
At that time, he could become a chess player.
Looking at the city from afar, clouds rose, and luck condensed into the shape of a dragon, enveloping thousands of kilometers.
Everywhere in the city was decorated with lanterns and streamers. Dozens of civil and military officials of Zhou were waiting at the city gates to welcome them.
Yang Jian was not arrogant. He greeted these civil and military officials one by one. He met the Four Friends of King Wen, Da Dian, Ling Yao, San Yisheng, and Nangong Shi. After conversing with them, he learned that they were all capable officials with both knowledge and wisdom.
These civil officials did not find it strange that Ji Chang directly gave Yang Jian a high position. Although Yang Jian was a little young, he deliberately performed well during the banquet. The strategies he talked about in governing the country and the military made the civil and military officials want to kneel down and worship him as their master …
It couldn't be helped. In his previous life, Yang Jian had also completed twelve years of compulsory education on Earth. Compared to the Untainted Land, the Huaxia civilization was relatively short, but its rich history gave Yang Jian great benefits.
"Yang Gong is really godly!"
"With Eunuch Yang's help, why does my king have to worry about the matter?"
Yang Jian smiled modestly. "It's better to make some achievements than to talk extravagantly. Please supervise me and see what I do in the future. "
At that moment, Yang Jian took the opportunity to recruit a few family generals to train the soldiers of West Qi. King Wen naturally agreed happily.
The banquet ended after three days. The people of West Qi fought to praise their king. They said that their king had invited an immortal to help him and that the weather would definitely be good in the future.
Many women's hearts surged. They had heard from the immortal that the immortal was rather handsome and mighty …
King Wen arranged a huge residence for Yang Jian. Yang Jian thought about it and wrote a letter to invite his mother, sister, and wife to stay for a few years. Firstly, it was to let King Wen rest assured. Secondly, it was also to freeload on the providence.
Now, West Qi was the place with the densest providence of the human race in the South Continent. It was also the place where the providence of the Three Realms gathered.
After making arrangements, Yang Jian could not stay idle. He began to cultivate the Foundation Establishment realm for his new disciple. He naturally would not be stingy with elixirs, treasures, and mystical techniques.
Yang Jian did not plan to teach her personally. It was better to let her master's wife, who had a profound foundation, teach her.
He could not let Zi Xia cultivate the Eight-Nine Arcane Art. If she really met that monkey in the future and they fought because of a disagreement …
"Ha." Yang Jian grinned. He felt that his idea was quite creative.
"Master." Zi Xia was a little afraid of the unfamiliar environment. She asked softly, "Are we the only ones living in such a big courtyard?"
Yang Jian released the Celestial Dog to accompany her. He patted Zi Xia's head. "It'll be lively in a few days. Don't be afraid."
Zi Xia's little face was a little red. Although she was only five or six years old, she was unusually smart and knew a lot. She whispered, "Then, can Zi Xia … stay with Master at night? I'm a little scared … "
"Of course." Yang Jian did not care at all.
That night, Zi Xia hid in her bed and slept soundly. Yang Jian sat on the round chair beside the bed, closed his eyes, and rested as he comprehended the mystic technique.
A few days later, a few carriages slowly drove into the Zhou Capital. Under the escort of two teams of elite soldiers, they steadily entered Yang Jian's residence.
When King Wen heard about this, he personally led a few ministers to welcome them.
Yang Jian thanked him a few times and brought his mother, Yohime, and his sister, Yang Xiaochan, into the rear residence. He brought his wife, Zhi Jian, and Yao Gonglin to the residence to invite King Wen and his group.
According to Yang Jian's orders, Ao Xinke, Zhi Jian, and the others hid their auras and cultivation levels. At that moment, they looked like mortals.
However, Ao Xinke's cold temperament and peerless appearance could not be concealed …
Fortunately, Ji Chang was not Di Xin. There was no need to worry about any trouble.
In the backyard, the dozens of fairies who had restrained their auras had officially become the maidservants of the Yang Residence. Under Yohime's arrangements, they served everywhere. Not long after, the courtyard was filled with flowers, insects, and birds. It was like a fairyland.
In the front hall, King Wen sat in the main seat. The banquet was very enjoyable.
"Your Majesty." Yang Jian cupped his hands and said, "These two are my brothers. They have both led thousands of troops to fight outside."
Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin stood up and cupped their fists at King Wen, Ji Chang.
Yang Jian said, "Please transfer two troops to train with the two of them. We will see the results in half a year."
"Ah." How could Ji Chang not know what Yang Jian meant? He said, "Since he was recommended by Sir, he must be a rare talent in the world. Why can't I entrust him to the entire army?"
"King Wen, be careful," Yang Jian said. "Don't make me lose my virtue."
Ji Chang could not help but smile. He raised his cup and said, "Since you have said that, Sir, we will do as you say. After the banquet, the two generals will go to the military camp to take over the two elite troops!"
"Yes, General!"
Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin answered at the same time. The abilities that they had accumulated in Mei City for thousands of years were far from what mortal generals could compare to.
The six friends of Mei Mountain were true "generals". They had united the troops of Mei City and the demons of Mei Mountain countless times. The way of using troops had long been engraved into their bones. They were completely different from the immortals who had entered the God roll, such as the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island and the Four Generals of the Mo Family.
Yang Jian did not need to say anything about that. In a short period of time, Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin would definitely shine in the Zhou Army.
The military affairs were handed over to the two of them. Yang Jian focused on the development of West Qi. That way, he would not have to worry.
After the banquet, Yang Jian told the two of them in front of King Wen, "The secular world has its own rules. You can't teach soldiers cultivation techniques to avoid ruining the fortune of the Zhou Army. You only need to train them with mortal bodies."
"Yes!"
The two of them accepted the order and left. King Wen wanted to say something but hesitated. However, he did not say anything more.
After sending off King Wen and the others, Yang Jian leaned back in his chair and heaved a sigh of relief. Ao Xinke waved her sleeves, and the messy guest hall was immediately restored to its tidiness.
The husband and wife looked at each other. Ao Xinke could not help but cover her mouth and chuckle.
Yang Jian looked at his own clothes and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Ao Xinke smiled and said, "My husband is a dignified general of the Celestial Court. I never thought that you would have such a bearing to assist a marquis in the secular world."
"Don't be sarcastic." Yang Jian rubbed his forehead. He called Zixia, who was at a loss, to the backyard and handed her over to Ao Xinke.
Zixia called her mistress weakly, and Xinke could not stop laughing. She was in a good mood.
"What technique do you want to teach her, my husband?"
"I don't have a technique for women to cultivate. You can teach her the technique."
"Husband, as your master, you're a bit too …"
"Hmm?"
"Too heroic."
Ao Xinke bit her lower lip. She really yielded to Yang Jian's gaze. Yang Jian laughed a few times and began to search in the Black Tortoise Belt.
He was quite rich now. First, he had the treasury of the Meishan Demon Clan, then he had Xinke's dowry, and he had even robbed a Sage-to-be. The treasures in the Black Tortoise Belt had already piled up into a mountain.
However, if he wanted to give Zixia a Dharma treasure, it must be a bracelet and a good sword.
Soon, Yang Jian's gaze fell on the Demon Subduing Sword. After thinking about it, he took the sword that was given by Chijing Jing in his hand.
"Zixia, come here."
"Yes, Master."
Yang Jian said seriously, "This sword has followed me to the East Sea Dragon Palace to fight against the Demon Clan. It has also followed me to fight in the North Continent. I used this sword to kill the first Daira. Today, I will pass it to you. Treasure it."
Zixia hurriedly knelt down and took the long sword that was slightly taller than her with both hands. She held it in her arms and nodded seriously.
"Master, what's the name of this sword?"
Yang Jian said calmly, "It was originally called the Demon Subduing Sword, but since you're a girl, you can change it to the Purple Green Treasure Sword."
Zixia blinked her eyes and agreed sweetly.
Yang Jian took out another bracelet, which was also a Celestial Treasure. "Wearing it on a daily basis can make cultivation twice the result with half the effort. When facing an enemy, you only need to shake it gently to confuse their mind."
After passing on the treasures, Ao Xinke took Zixia to the backyard to pass on the skills. A figure sneaked into the front yard.
"Brother?"
"If you want to go out, take Chu Qian with you."
"Hehe, I know!" Yang Xiaochan smiled and jumped over. Her light purple dress wrapped around her slender figure. She deliberately turned in a circle in front of Yang Jian, her long hair fluttering gently. "Do I look good? Mother made it for me. "
Yang Jian's gaze was gentle. He smiled and said, "Of course it looks good. You look beautiful in anything."
Little Chan 'er blushed slightly. She pouted and said, "Hmph, you only have sister-in-law in your eyes now. Have you ever seen me?"
"You little girl." Yang Jian could only smile bitterly. He waved a chair over and let her sit beside him.
"I'm not sitting. Brother, do you have any money?"
Yang Jian smiled. "I'm paid a salary. King Wen also rewarded me when I became an official. I'll give it all to you. Spend it however you like. "
As he spoke, a pile of gold biscuits fell into Yang Xiaochan's hands.
"Ha!" Yang Xiaochan's eyes immediately lit up. As a Celestial Immortal cultivator, she did not feel that these gold and white items were inferior to those Dharma treasures. She happily ran back to the backyard with the pile of gold biscuits.
Not long after, a handsome young master brought Ting Lan, Cui Zhu, and Chu Qian, the three charming fairies to play on the street.
They all had immortal techniques and took the opportunity to punish many bullies, hooligans, and playboys in the Zhou capital. It could be considered as a contribution to Yang Jian's great plan to revitalize the Western Zhou.
Handsome young master …
For some reason, Yang Jian thought of Xiao Lan, the peerless beauty who looked like a completely different person when she put on men's clothes.
The Old Mother of Lingshan did not have a deep relationship with him. Since there was no grudge between them, it would be difficult for them to meet in the future.
"Xiao Lan … Xiao Lan 'er …"
From tomorrow onwards, I'll go into seclusion in the mortal world. I'll use the Three Lives Blue Technique to create an incarnation to go to court every day. It should not be a problem.
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