Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Wei Hu …
The wind whistled in his ears. Yang Jian was hidden in the golden light. These names flashed across his mind. His figure had already arrived at the foot of Mount Qi and went straight to the King Wu Palace.
A few days later, Huang Feihu and his party were about to arrive at Mount Qi. King Wu had originally planned to go out to welcome them, but he was stopped by Yang Jian.
Yang Jian led the civil and military officials of Xiqi five kilometers out of the city and set up camp, waiting for Huang Feihu's carriage.
Huang Feihu heard from the Zhou general that the Prime Minister of Zhou was waiting in front. After discussing with Huang Gun, he took a step forward. He rode the five-colored divine bull and led the four generals and hundreds of elite cavalrymen to the foot of Mount Qi.
Along the way, Huang Feihu saw many towns and villages in Zhou. They were all well-off. The fields were fertile, the paths were neat, and everything was peaceful. It was really different from the surroundings of Chaoge City.
He asked the Zhou general in detail and learned about the various systems implemented by the Prime Minister of Zhou. He was impressed.
He also saw that the armor of the Zhou army was slightly different, and the weapons had also been improved. The camp and the marching formation were all neat and orderly.
After asking around, he found out that this was the ability of the Prime Minister to govern the army. He was even more amazed.
In Chaoge City, he always heard that the world was divided into three parts, and Zhou had two. He thought that it was just a lie. After entering the territory of Zhou, what he saw and heard along the way really made him sigh.
The general of the Zhou army also said that the east side of Mount Qi was actually the most barren land in Zhou. The Prime Minister said that there would be war here for more than ten years. He had long led most of the people to the west of Mount Qi. Most of the people left here were exiled from outside Zhou.
Huang Feihu thought about the politics of the Shang Dynasty and was speechless.
"This Immortal Prime Minister must have the appearance of a celestial being."
After walking for less than five kilometers, he saw a young man in a white robe standing in the middle of the road. His long hair was draped over his shoulders. He was indescribably handsome and elegant, but there was no ethereal immortal aura.
Huang Feihu stopped the divine bull and got off. He cupped his hands at the young man in white and said, "I'm Huang Feihu. Is this little brother sent by the Prime Minister of Xiqi to lead the way? "
Yang Jian didn't have many followers, so he felt a little awkward. He nodded and smiled, "That's right. I would like to invite King Wucheng to come with us. The Prime Minister has been waiting for too long."
"Thank you!" Huang Feihu jumped onto the cow's back. Yang Jian walked forward and reached out to pull the Rainbow Divine Cow's reins.
Huang Feihu hurriedly called out to stop it. This divine ox was intelligent, and if outsiders touched it, it would definitely open its mouth and bite it. If it was light, it would result in broken bones and injured tendons. If it was serious, it would result in losing a wrist.
However, before Huang Feihu could say anything, the young man had already grabbed the reins and pulled them forward.
This divine bull, who usually didn't even give a damn about the four generals of the Huang family, actually lowered its head like a little wife, clamping its tail between its legs as it walked forward.
Huang Feihu's heart skipped a beat. He knew that Xiqi was full of hidden talents.
"Little brother," Huang Feihu cupped his fists and asked, "I heard that West Qi has an immortal Prime Minister. Is this true?"
"Of course it's true," the white-robed young man replied with a smile. "Mortals don't know about cultivation, so what's so difficult about becoming an immortal? What's rare is just being free and unfettered. "
"Oh?" Huang Feihu's interest was piqued. He asked with a smile, "Since I've become an immortal, why can't I be free and unfettered?"
Yang Jian said, "Becoming an immortal is just the beginning of the path of cultivation. You still can't avoid the Three Calamities and Six Tribulations, natural and man-made disasters."
Huang Feihu couldn't help but ask, "Then, how can I really be free and unfettered?"
"If you want to be free and unfettered, you need to be invulnerable and indestructible. You need to jump out of the Three Realms and not be in the Five Elements," the white-robed young man said slowly. "The world is so big, and the South Continent is just a tiny place. The secular world is just a piece of cake. There are only six or seven people who dare to call themselves free and unfettered."
Huang Feihu's eyes were filled with yearning, and he didn't speak for a long time.
They traveled hurriedly all the way from Chaoge City, passing through thousands of mountains and rivers, and hundreds of obstacles before finally arriving here.
The setting sun was warm, and the wind was calm.
The young man leading the cow emitted some Dao runes and hummed a tune. Huang Feihu's mind gradually relaxed. He sat on the back of the divine cow and closed his eyes. Snoring sounds came from his nose.
The grief of losing his wife and sister, the remorse of betraying his master, and the exhaustion of the intense battle made Huang Feihu, who had not slept for more than ten days, fall asleep on the cow's back.
When the four generals of the Huang family saw that, they did not dare to make a sound and could only follow behind slowly.
In front of them, the Zhou Army's camp could be seen from afar. Dozens of ministers of the Zhou Nation were waiting quietly. When they saw the young man leading the Five-colored Divine Cow, the expressions of the ministers and generals did not look good.
Isn't that young man Yang Jian?
Yang Jian was becoming more and more famous in the Zhou Nation. He was also treated as the backbone of the Zhou Nation's civil and military officials. They said that he was a god who had descended to the mortal world to help the Zhou Nation conquer the world.
They never thought that King Wucheng, who was just a "sinner" who had surrendered to West Qi, would actually let the god in their hearts lead the reins.
Seeing that the general on the cow's back was sleeping soundly, they were relieved.
"King Wucheng? We're here, "Yang Jian called softly.
Huang Feihu opened his eyes and quickly looked around. He saw dozens of strong men in court armor in front of him. He quickly jumped off the cow's back and cupped his fists in greeting.
"Please forgive me for my lack of manners."
Then, Huang Feihu looked around the crowd and could not help but ask, "May I know who is the Zhou Nation's prime minister?"
A voice came from beside him, "I am."
Huang Feihu was stunned. He turned his head and was instantly stunned.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "King Wucheng must be tired from the journey. Let's rest in the camp for a while. When General Huang Gun arrives, we will go together to see King Wucheng."
"Feihu, I didn't know that the prime minister was here! This! This is really too much for me! "
Huang Feihu was full of embarrassment. Seeing this, Yang Jian laughed a few times and waved his hand, pulling Huang Feihu into the camp.
"Why is King Wucheng being so humble? Come, come, come. I've already ordered people to prepare wine. Let's drink to our hearts' content! "
Huang Feihu was dragged into the military camp. The civil and military officials of the Zhou Nation accompanied him, and the four generals of the Huang family were also led in by the generals.
Huang Feihu was an expert in leading troops. The moment he entered the camp and saw the arrangements, he was filled with admiration. Huang Feihu said, "I've heard about the Prime Minister's immortal name along the way. I can see a thing or two just by seeing this camp!"
"King Wucheng, you flatter me." Yang Jian waved his hand. "I'm actually only in charge of government affairs. My two generals are in charge of this camp. Now that King Wucheng is here, I can heave a sigh of relief. I can finally slack off for a few days. "
"Prime Minister … I'm a sinner. I only ask for a few tiles. I don't dare to ask for anything else."
Yang Jian smiled and said, "King Wucheng, do you think that Xiqi is not as prosperous as Chaoge and Zhou is not as prosperous as Shang?"
"There's no need to mention the current Shang Dynasty." Huang Feihu smiled bitterly.
After entering the main tent, he sat down.
Yang Jian said, "Later, we will meet King Wucheng together. King Wucheng will naturally reward us. Di Xin was immoral and persecuted loyal people. He angered both humans and gods. The world feels the same about King Wucheng. I also feel grief and indignation. "
Huang Feihu smiled bitterly. "I'm also his subordinate. I won't scold him like the Prime Minister."
"King Wucheng's loyalty is really admirable." Yang Jian smiled and said, "Let's not talk about the mortal world. How about we talk about cultivation? To be honest, I have a good relationship with King Wucheng's eldest son. He's my junior brother and I'm his senior brother. Logically speaking, I should call him uncle. "
"How can I do that?" Huang Feihu was a little terrified. He asked in surprise, "My son, Tianhua, is actually from the same sect as the Prime Minister?"
"That's right," Yang Jian said. "I'm a disciple of Yuding Zhenren. Tianhua's master is the Perfected Lord of Dao Qing Xu. They are both Kunlun's Golden Immortals. They are top-notch mystical abilities in the world."
At that moment, Yang Jian told Huang Feihu about the Dao Sect and the Three Sects.
What kind of person was Huang Feihu? The meaning in Yang Jian's words was obvious. Along the way, he had encountered many enemies who had Dao techniques. He had also obtained the help of Huang Tianhua and Nezha and witnessed the methods of those immortals.
He sat there and began to ponder. As Yang Jian deliberately enlightened him, he gradually understood why the calamity of the Shang Dynasty had come about.
Nuwa's Dao Palace had spilled ink and ruined Cheng Tang for 800 years.
"I see … I see … It's true …"
Yang Jian saw that Huang Feihu had understood the reason and did not say anything else. He drank with Huang Feihu and waited for the old general, Huang Gun, to meet him. Then, they went to the Zhou Capital to meet King Wu.
The next day, a letter was sent back to Chaoge City and caused a commotion in the Shang Dynasty.
King Wucheng submitted to Xi Qi and was given the title of "King Wucheng". He was in charge of the military affairs of Xi Qi. The Grand Tutor, Wen Zhong, was furious. Even with his Dharma powers, he almost fainted a few times.
When Wen Zhong returned to the court, Di Xin threw the mess to Wen Zhong and hid in the harem to play with his beauties. He did not care about that at all and only knew how to get drunk.
Wen Zhong originally wanted to send troops to attack Xi Qi immediately, but he thought about the endless battles in the east and south. Now that the Zhou Nation was powerful, the west and north of the Shang Dynasty's territory were its territory. If there was a war, Chaoge would be surrounded.
Therefore, Wen Zhong first arranged for the two mighty generals, Chao Tian and Chao Lei, to lead 30,000 troops to Xi Qi to investigate the situation. They used the excuse of capturing the criminal Huang Feihu.
If Ji Fa wanted to rebel, 300,000 troops would probably not be able to take down Xi Qi. If Ji Fa did not rebel, the 30,000 troops could escort Huang Feihu back to Chaoge.
As soon as the troops passed Tong Pass, Yang Jian received the news and sat in front of the hall to think.
What he was more concerned about was the movements of the immortals of Jie School.
Yu Hua had lost to Nezha. After returning to the Penglai Immortal Island, he would definitely bring a powerful Dharma treasure over. When Yu Hua appeared again, the Blood Transformation Divine Saber would appear.
According to the original story, Chao Tian and Chao Lei should have been persuaded by Jiang Shang to surrender. They were also people on the God roll.
Should I send them to the God roll?
Yang Jian pondered for a while and dispelled those simple thoughts.
The two of them were just mortals. If they did not participate enough in the God Conferment and could not contribute, they would die in battle. The God roll would probably not accept them.
It was better to go through more trouble and kidnap them back.
The matter of Huang Feihu leading the troops was actually some restrictions that the Martial King, Ji Chang, had placed on Yang Jian. Yang Jian did not take it to heart and accepted it happily. That made Ji Chang trust him even more.
The curtains of the God-Conferment Ceremony gradually opened. The immortals of the various sects might already be rubbing their palms. The disciples of the two sects wanted to send each other to the God roll to solve their own disasters.
Yang Jian suddenly thought of Shen Gongbao. Regarding Jiang Shang and Rou 'er, the immortals of the two sects believed that Shen Gongbao had schemed because he was jealous of Jiang Shang. Now, he did not know if Shen Gongbao was happy in Jie School.
"Nothing can happen to him." The rather elegant middle-aged Daoist appeared in front of Yang Jian.
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