Although there were many female immortals who appeared during the God-Conferment Tribulation, there were few female generals in the Zhou and Shang armies. Deng Chanyu was one of them who was mentioned the most.
Deng Chanyu had a hard life. She had no background and no master to back her up. Although she had the ability to beat people with the Five-Colored Divine Stone, she could only beat people black and blue and was unable to hurt them.
She was also schemed against by Jiang Ziya and Tu Xingsun. Her body was taken by the ugly Tu Xingsun, half by force and half by trickery. She had no choice but to submit to Tu Xingsun.
This situation was really similar to that of Yang Jian's bitter cousin, Princess Long Ji. The latter was slightly better. After all, although Hong Jin, whom she married, was not very capable, at least Hong Jin looked good …
Yang Jian had previously thought about helping his cousin, Long Ji, avoid such a calamity when the opportunity arrived.
He did not need to rely on women to win over the enemy generals, nor would he allow Randeng and the others to criticize him. But he really did not expect that Deng Chanyu, who was equally unlucky, actually had such ability to be a commander.
If she was the one in charge of the Green Dragon Keep, she would really be a talent …
Yang Jian sat there in deep thought. Before he knew it, it was already time for dinner in the barracks and the generals took their leave.
Nezha and Yang Jian naturally didn't need to touch the grains. The red veil mark on Nezha's face was slowly fading, but it still hurt from time to time.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "I'll let you remember this time. It's the God-Conferment War now, and the great calamity of the world has descended. Anyone who can move about in the South Continent is definitely not easy to deal with."
"Senior Brother, if this Deng Chanyu is so difficult to deal with, then who is her master?"
Yang Jian pondered for a moment. "I don't know either."
Nezha stood up and gritted his teeth. "Senior Brother, I want to meet her again. This time, I'm on guard. I'm definitely not afraid of her secretly hurting me!"
Nezha had thought that Yang Jian would stop him. He had only said those words out of anger. The pain on his face had yet to disappear. It was really difficult to guard against the five-colored divine stone.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian nodded. "Since you're so sincere, then go."
"Ah … I can do it!" Nezha gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go and capture Deng Chanyu now!"
After he finished speaking, he turned around and walked out of the tent. He stepped on the Firestorm Wheels and headed east.
Yang Jian raised his hand. Zhi Jian, who was in the corner, bowed to Yang Jian. He hid his figure and chased after them. Yang Jian was afraid that something would happen to Nezha, so he asked Zhi Jian to follow behind.
Naojian's cultivation was still passable at the moment, but once a true expert joined the Conferred God Conference, the Six Friends of Meishan would have no choice but to retreat behind the scenes and run errands.
After Nezha left, Yang Jian began to review the stack of memorials on the table.
These days, being a king of a vassal state was truly the most carefree and happy. Unless it was a crisis that concerned the survival of the vassal state, he could rest assured and leave it to his subordinates to handle.
It was very rare for the subordinates of the feudal lords to rebel, probably because the mortals of this era were relatively simple …
Most of the government affairs and military affairs were handled by the Prime Minister.
Yang Jian did not have any reluctance to part with the power of the dynasty in the mortal world. That was one of the reasons why Ji Fa valued him the most. He could rest assured.
After waiting for about an hour, Nezha ran back with a dejected face. This time, he was covering his shoulders, and there was even more shame in his eyes.
"I … I …"
Yang Jian sat there without raising his head and continued to read the memorials. Nezha wanted to speak a few times, but he swallowed his words.
Finally, Yang Jian looked up at him and held back his laughter. "You didn't catch her?"
Nezha immediately lowered his head dejectedly and said, "Senior Brother, punish me according to the military law. I stared at her movements this time, but I was still hit …"
"Did you see what hit you?"
"A stone with light on it. Senior Brother, do you know what it is?"
Yang Jian threw away the memorial in his hand and smiled. "I've never seen her before. How would I know what it is? However, it should be a Connate numinous treasure since it can injure your lotus body. What cultivation level do you think she is at? "
"Immortal? Heaven Immortal? Mortal? This … I forgot to look at it too. I was too focused on her hidden weapons. "
Nezha scratched his head. He had really forgotten to care about that.
Zhi Jian secretly sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian. "She should only be at the Heaven Immortal realm. Her bone age is only sixteen or seventeen years old. Her cultivation level has clearly been forcefully raised by an expert. Her foundation is not stable, but her potential is not bad. It should not be difficult for her to live forever. The mystical abilities or Dharma treasures that she used to hit Nezha are inexplicable. They can release stones that contain the power of the five elements. If she wants to do it, I won't be able to escape. "
Yang Jian could not help but fall silent.
There were many treasures in the Primordial World. He could not guess the origins of the Five-Light Divine Stone.
The stone that Saint Nuwa used to mend the sky?
Or could it be related to Kong Xuan?
Deng Jiugong's daughter, Deng Yuchan, was a pawn left behind by which mighty figure? What was that mighty figure plotting …
"Junior Brother, go and rest and recuperate first." Yang Jian smiled and said, "After this matter, you should understand that there is always someone better than you. You can't act recklessly just because you are strong. The Primordial World is deep and muddy. Even our respective masters do not dare to say that no one dares to plot against us in the Primordial World. "
"Yes, I know. Senior Brother, rest early … Ah!" Nezha lowered his head and said, "I'll go back and comprehend it. I'll see if there's a way to avoid her stones."
If Nezha could accelerate his growth after being polished by Deng Chanyu's Five-colored Divine Stone, Yang Jian's painstaking efforts would not be in vain.
Yang Jian sat there for a long time and did not move. Zhi Jian thought that Yang Jian was thinking about how to deal with Deng Yuchan.
He appeared and reported, "Second Master, although this woman's mystical abilities are not weak, they are quite limited. It is because it is impossible for there to be truly invincible Dharma treasures in the Primordial Three Realms. Although the stone that contains the five lights is powerful, it can only injure people slightly and cause them pain. It is not enough to kill them. “
"Zhi Jian, do you think Deng Chanyu's Five-Light Stone is related to the Saint who mended the sky?"
Zhi Jian pondered for a while and said, "If it's not a treasure left behind by the Saint, I really can't imagine that it can be so magical."
"In that case, I can't really make things difficult for her … How should I deal with her …" Yang Jian was in a dilemma.
The Saint Nuwa could be considered a benefactor to them. The Purple Reincarnation Jade Lotus Platform could repair his master's serious Great Dao injuries. Yang Jian naturally owed the Saint Nuwa a huge favor.
If Deng Chanyu was really considered a disciple of the Saint Nuwa or related to the Saint Nuwa …
Uh, why did the Saint Nuwa arrange for Deng Chanyu to participate in the God-Conferment Battle? Moreover, Deng Chanyu's original outcome was rather tragic. After she died, she entered the God roll …
Could it be that she wanted to arrange for someone to enter the Celestial Court?
Yang Jian felt that those matters were rather troublesome. He did not think too much about it. At most, when he saw Deng Chanyu in the future, he would ask her who her master was.
Although there was an 80% chance that the answer would be "taught by a stranger" …
He threw the memorial to the side and let Zhi Jian rest. Yang Jian turned around and lay on the small bed in the corner of the main tent. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.
His mind was completely immersed in his true body underground and he thought about a way to break through.
To sever the connection between the 72 Xuan Beads, it was equivalent to cutting his body into 72 independent regions …
Could it be that I have to hurt myself again?
The Eight-Nine Arcane Art really fulfilled the saying, "Only by suffering can one become a superior person." Every time he broke through his limit, he could not be less painful.
Although he was thinking blindly, Yang Jian still had to calculate carefully. This was a huge matter that concerned his future achievements. He naturally could not be careless.
Dozens of days later, Zhang Guifang and the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island led 500,000 troops and arrived near Xi Qi.
The Shang army lay in the east of Qi Mountain and faced the hundreds of thousands of Zhou troops from afar.
Along the way, they were constantly harassed by Huang Tianxiang and Nangong Shi to no end. Zhang Guifang, on the other hand, managed to replace many of the exhausted troops and gathered another five hundred thousand elite soldiers and strong generals.
This time, with the help of the Demon King and the others, Zhang Guifang felt that victory was in her hands. She was proud of herself and did not care about letting the army rest. She led the army slowly forward until the two armies were about to fight.
The Western Zhou soldiers were all full of energy and fighting spirit.
On the other hand, everyone in the Shang army, except for a few people who had Taoist techniques, looked tired and their eyes were dodging.
On the side of Xi Qi, Yang Jian stood on the chariot, Nezha stood in the air on the Wind Fire Wheels, and Huang Feihu stood under the main flag on the Five-colored Divine Bull.
Zhang Guifang was about to go out and challenge when the Demon King and the Demon King stepped out at the same time. Seeing this, Zhang Guifang could only follow behind and did not dare to scold the four Daira Jinxian.
The Demon King looked at Yang Jian and said, "Does the agreement we made a month ago still stand today?"
"Of course. The Path of Immortality and the Path of War should not be confused," Yang Jian said, tacitly agreeing that Ao Xinke would not fight today.
The Demon King and the other three were burning with fighting spirit. The four divine beasts they were riding roared at the same time.
The Demon King rode on Lao Ai and pointed at Yang Jian and roared, "Yang Jian! Do you dare to fight me again! "
This roar really released the hatred and anger that he had buried in his heart for many years.
"Hmph," Nezha stepped forward slowly on the Wind Fire Wheels. "If you want to fight with my senior brother, you have to pass me first!"
However, seeing that Deng Chanyu was not here, he calmed down and took the initiative to ask for a fight. He wanted to win back some face in front of his senior brother.
Although the King Fiend was a little angry, he knew that Nezha's combat power was not inferior to Daira Jinxian's.
On the other hand, his personal treasure, the Heaven-Splitting Pearl, had been taken away by Yang Jian, and there had been no news of it ever since. Facing Nezha, who was covered in treasures, he naturally didn't dare to be careless.
The Demon King nodded and said, "In that case, I won't take advantage of your junior. Just give it your all."
Nezha's face was solemn. He directly showed his three-headed and six-armed form in the air. He raised the Fire-tipped Spear, the Armillary Sash, and the Heaven and Earth Ring at the same time. The Firestorm Wheels shone brightly as he pounced on the Demon King.
After being bullied by Deng Chanyu with hidden weapons several times, Nezha had been holding back his anger. Today, he wanted to vent his anger on the Four Saints of Nine Dragons Island.
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