Huang Feihu's entry into West Qi was a very crucial time. Although Huang Feihu did not have any Dharma spells or mystical abilities, his prestige in the Shang Dynasty was not something that ordinary officials could compare to.
Therefore, Yang Jian personally went to Chaoge City to protect him. Along the way, he watched Huang Feihu pass through five passes on the cloud and approached the border of Zhou Nation. He then returned to the capital of Zhou to arrange for troops to welcome him.
Along the way, Huang Feihu was really in a fierce battle.
Xiao Yin surrendered at Lintong Pass and killed Zhang Feng to release Huang Feihu. He killed Chen Tong at Tong Pass and Chen Wu at Cloud Pass. In front of Boundary Tablet Pass, Old Master Huang Gun and Huang Feihu fought with their wits and courage. After a heated debate, Huang Gun left with Huang Feihu and entered the territory of West Qi.
However, eighty kilometers in front of Boundary Tablet Pass, there was a Jishui Pass. It was placed in the territory of Zhou Nation, but the troops of the Shang Dynasty were stationed there.
A few years ago, a general came to the Jishui Pass. His name was Yu Hua, and he was extremely powerful. He was a fourth-generation disciple of Jie School. His master was Yu Yuan, and his grandmaster was the Goddess of Golden Spirit.
Yang Jian did not have the ability to deduce. That was his weakness.
After the Perfected Lord Qing Xu returned to the mountain, he felt that it was not the time for Huang Tianhua to enter West Qi. Therefore, he used a jade token to call Huang Tianhua back.
As for Yu Hua, the Perfected Lord Qing Xu naturally discovered him. However, the twelve Golden Immortals naturally would not care about a fourth-generation disciple of Jie School. He also felt that with Yang Jian's protection, nothing would go wrong.
However, Yang Jian felt that there was nothing else to do. He turned around and returned to West Qi …
However, he did not expect that Huang Feihu and the others would be intercepted by Yu Hua at the Jishui Pass.
Huang Feihu fought with Yu Hua and was first captured by Yu Hua with his Dharma treasure. Huang Gun brought his two grandsons to the Shang Army camp to ask for help and was also captured.
Then, Yu Hua attacked and used the Soul Slaying Flag to capture Huang Feihu's four generals. He captured a total of 31 members of the Huang family and wanted to send them to Chaoge City to report.
Yang Jian waited in the capital for a day and muttered, "Why hasn't there been any news yet?"
Only then did he go to the backyard to look for his wife. After pinching his fingers and divining, he found out that Huang Feihu was suffering.
"This is really …" Yang Jian was a little speechless. He laid down on the bed and sighed. "There are roads everywhere on the earth. The impregnable passes are just stuck on the terrain that is the easiest to pass through. Are these mortal generals all stupid? Why did you have to go through the checkpoint? Couldn't you have found the small path to get here? "
"Husband," Xinke smiled and leaned against his side. "Mortals have short lives. Decades pass by quickly, and hundreds of years pass in a flash. Why do you care about these things?"
"I can't not care." Yang Jian shook his head. "The total number of vacancies on the God roll is fixed. If a few more mortals are on the roll, the Dao Sect will lose less vitality."
Ao Xinke sighed softly and listened to Yang Jian's heartbeat quietly.
"My husband is only a third generation disciple. Why do you think so much?"
Yang Jian said, "It's good to enjoy the shade under a big tree. I'm a disciple of the Dao Sect. If the Dao Sect prospers, I won't have to worry. If the Dao Sect fails, my cultivation path will probably be many times more difficult and dangerous."
"What you said naturally makes sense." Xinke looked at Yang Jian worriedly. "However, when the God-Conferment Battle begins, the mighty figures of the two sects will definitely fight. Husband, you are now the person who is in charge of the God Conferment. How can you protect yourself? "
Yang Jian was silent.
If Jiang Shang was in charge of the God roll, he would not be able to avoid death once or twice. He would only be saved by the Saint.
However, he could not enjoy those benefits.
There was only one body in the Primordial World. Even if the Saint was powerful, it would probably be difficult for him to recreate an identical body.
In other words, if Yang Jian were to die once, then his previous accumulation and potential would instantly transform into a river of spring water that would flow down the drain.
"Don't worry." Yang Jian hugged Ao Xinke and smiled. "My life is tough. Rest at home first. I'll go save Huang Feihu and the others. "He lowered his voice and said in her ear," Don't go into seclusion for the next few days. "
Ao Xinke's face turned slightly red. She naturally knew why Yang Jian did not let her go into seclusion and agreed softly.
Yang Jian was in a good mood. He turned around and jumped up. He turned into a ray of golden light in the courtyard and headed to the east.
In front of the Jishui Pass, thousands of elite soldiers escorted 31 prison carriages and headed towards the east.
Yang Jian was also a little impatient. He rode the golden light and swept past the place. Yu Hua hurriedly looked up in shock.
"Who's here!?!"
Thousands of troops immediately became alert. The horses neighed and the bowstrings were tense.
Just as Yang Jian was about to release his aura, he heard a clear whistle coming from the southeast. Yang Jian scanned with his spiritual senses and only saw a ball of flames charging over aggressively.
Who?
"Who are you!?" Yu Hua's face was long and narrow. His appearance was somewhat vicious and powerful.
Grabbing the Heavenly Halberd, he leaped up and stood in midair. His blood Qi soared into the sky.
A cold snort came from the east. The fireball traveled a hundred miles in the blink of an eye. The fire dissipated, revealing the figure of a somewhat thin youth.
Yang Jian's eyes lit up and he almost laughed out loud on the cloud.
Look at the person:
He was six feet tall and had a pair of horns. His lips were red and his teeth were white.
He wore a lotus dress and a robe made of lotus leaves. Rare treasures and spiritual pearls fell into the mortal world.
The universe was in his wrist and the universe was in his hands. The chaotic universe was in chaos.
Why would his master, Taiyi, be afraid? Was there any immortal or god in front of the Fire-tipped Spear?
Hearing Yu Hua's question, the youth's clear voice rolled over and echoed for a hundred miles.
"Nezha of Qianyuan Mountain is here to help King Wucheng pass!"
"How dare you!" Yu Hua shouted angrily and suddenly rushed forward. The Soul Slaying Banner hung behind him, and the Heavenly Halberd was covered in a layer of sanguine light.
Nezha's expression did not change. The flames of the Wind-Fire Wheels expanded, and his figure left afterimages in the air. He had already rushed in front of Yu Hua.
Clang!
The Fire-tipped Spear and the Heavenly Halberd collided fiercely. Yu Hua kept retreating in the air. However, Nezha did not let him off and attacked Yu Hua fiercely.
Yu Hua blocked from the left and right and was at a disadvantage. He immediately shouted angrily and activated a seal. The Soul Slaying Banner let out a sharp whistle. Black gas surged in all directions, and the flag swept towards Nezha.
Why is this Dharma treasure so vicious?
Yang Jian frowned on the cloud. He thought of the ten thousand immortals of Jie School and the Grandmaster of Heaven's group. He vaguely understood how the God-Conferment Tribulation came.
The luck of Jie School had probably been destroyed by these huge and complicated disciples.
Nezha did not dodge and allowed the Soul Slaying Banner to wrap around him. Yang Jian was not worried at all. He just watched quietly.
If his junior brother could not even deal with such an evil technique, he would be too embarrassing for his "master's wife".
When Yu Hua saw that the Soul Slaying Banner had wrapped around Nezha, he sneered and immediately wanted to recall the Soul Slaying Banner.
However, when he cast a seal, the treasure did not move at all. He cursed inwardly. Just as he was about to attack, a flame suddenly exploded. The Soul Slaying Banner was instantly engulfed by the flames like a rag!
Nezha stood in the air. There were howling ghosts around him, but his figure did not move. His body emitted a faint immortal glow, and the True Fire on the Fire-tipped Spear had yet to be extinguished.
Suddenly, he leaped into the sky. The Fire-tipped Spear emitted rays of light. Nezha grabbed it with one hand and slashed it at Yu Hua.
Yu Hua hurriedly shouted and turned to flee. He was hit in the shoulder by the Fire-tipped Spear and smashed to the ground like a meteor, causing smoke and dust to appear.
Some weak Essence Energy fluctuations came from below. Nezha chased after him and saw a huge pit on the ground. There was some blood in the pit. Yu Hua had already used the ground to escape.
Nezha pursed his lips and floated forward with the Fire-tipped Spear.
"Scram."
With just a soft shout, the three thousand elite soldiers scattered. Many people were so scared that they peed their pants. They really treated the good-looking young man as the Yama God of Plague.
Nezha flew to the front of the prison carriage where Huang Feihu was. The Fire-tipped Spear trembled slightly, and a row of prison carriages was burned by the flames. However, the figures inside were unharmed.
"Thank you for saving me, Little Immortal!"
Huang Feihu shouted and bowed to Nezha from afar.
Nezha turned around and smiled. "King Wucheng, you're too polite. I'm here to save you on my master's orders. I'll escort you out of the Si River Pass later."
Huang Feihu sighed. He smiled bitterly and sighed. "Could this be fate?"
"I don't know about fate either." Nezha shook his head. "Master said that the Zhou Nation has obtained luck. That's probably it."
At that moment, the Huang family was grateful. Nezha did not like that situation. He stepped on the Wind-Fire Wheels and left first.
Huang Feihu, Huang Gun, and their family headed west again. This place was not far from the Si River Pass. They returned to the Si River Pass without walking.
The battle in the Si River Pass had subsided. With Nezha's help, the captured soldiers of the Huang family directly captured the garrison general, Han Rong, and opened the gate.
Huang Feihu ordered his subordinates to empty the treasury of the Si River Pass. After passing the Si River Pass, they headed towards the city of the Zhou Nation.
Nezha's farewell was similar to Huang Tianhua's. It was "not the right time".
Huang Feihu was grateful again. Nezha was a little afraid of the ways of the world. He smiled shyly and turned to fly away.
Huang Feihu looked at Huang Gun and whispered, "Father, don't worry."
"How can the Heavenly Mandate disturb loyalty?" Huang Gun was still unhappy.
When they left Chaoge City, there were 1,000 family generals. At Jiepai Pass, they met up with 3,000 of Huang Gun's personal soldiers. They fought fiercely all the way, and there were still 3,000 soldiers in the Zhou Nation.
After traveling for less than 30 kilometers, there was the rumbling sound of horse hooves in front of them. Tens of thousands of elite soldiers of the Zhou Nation left the border and escorted them. They said that they were under the orders of the "Prime Minister".
It was widely rumored in Chaoge City that the Prime Minister of Xiqi was an immortal found by Marquis Ji Chang of the West. However, there was no specific appearance. Huang Feihu naturally did not know that.
However, he was relieved that the other party could send troops to welcome him.
King Wucheng and his entourage headed straight for Mount Qi.
When Nezha left, he had just stepped on the Wind-Fire Wheels and rushed to the sky. Just as he was about to use his mystical abilities, he heard a chuckle beside his ear and a whistling sound behind him.
Nezha was shocked. He thought that someone had ambushed him and immediately used his teleportation mystical abilities. His figure suddenly disappeared and appeared a thousand feet to the left.
However, as soon as he appeared, a hand patted his shoulder. Nezha was so frightened that he instantly revealed three heads and six arms. He grabbed the Universe Ring, the Fire-tipped Spear, the Heavenly Silk of Chaos, the golden brick, and the Yin-Yang Sword. His body shone.
"Who is it!?!"
Nezha screamed and turned to look behind him. He saw a young man in a gray robe standing there with a smile on his face, but the corners of his mouth twitched.
"Senior Brother!"
Nezha's voice trembled, and his eyes turned red.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "First, put away your things. Could it be that you want to spar with me?"
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