Wen Zhong purposely used Xiqi to get rid of Fei Zhong and You Hun. Since he and Wen Zhong were enemies, why should he let him do what he wanted?
He really wanted to find a way to send the two back to Zhaoge City without leaving a trace. This way, Zhou Kingdom would not be blamed and Wen Zhong would have nothing to say.
Yang Jian already had a plan in his mind. He only needed to wait for the Shang army to attack and then he would start to execute it …
In Xiqi City.
A middle-aged man, dressed in a long embroidered robe, looked like a wealthy merchant, strolled on the streets of Xiqi.
He hid his breath and changed his appearance. Even if his disciple was here, he would not be able to recognize who he was.
The man entered a teahouse, ordered some dishes and a cup of tea, and drank by himself. However, he spread his divine sense all over the city.
He seemed to be looking for something.
After two to four hours, the sky turned dark. The man got up, still looking calm, turned around and left the teahouse.
Walking out of Xiqi City, there was a horse carriage waiting for him. He got into the carriage and it slowly drove into the distance.
The entire Xiqi City was under the pressure of a Sage-to-be's spiritual sense. Ordinary people could not feel anything, and ordinary cultivators could not feel anything either. However, as long as the immortal cultivators were here, they would feel suffocated and suffocated.
Under such surveillance, the middle-aged man did not disturb Ao Xinke at all. He checked the city and left quietly.
In the horse carriage, the middle-aged man had returned to his original appearance. He was a dignified female cultivator in a Daoist robe.
The coachman smiled, "Junior sister, did you find anything strange?"
She said softly, "Senior brother, why do you have to make things difficult for Yang Jian? Although we have a plan, we do not want to fall out with them."
"Hmph! If we don't get rid of this person, he will be a great threat to us! " The coachman's figure was wrapped in a gray aura and turned into the appearance of Manjusri Heavenly Lord Guang Fa. "You have humiliated me time and time again, you are really despicable."
"Where is senior brother's great wisdom?" The female Daoist in the carriage sighed softly.
"I asked Junior Sister to investigate the location of Yang Jian's true body. Junior Sister, just tell me about it."
"Yes," the female Daoist priest in the carriage said softly. "I searched for more than four hours under the Yang Residence before I realized that there was no Earth Qi there."
Manjusri sneered. "This kid must be at a critical juncture in his closed-door training. Master is personally giving him pointers. If he comes out of closed-door training this time, I'm afraid he'll soar."
"What is he going to do when he flies up?" The female Daoist sighed softly. Manjusri and Guang Fa Tianzun were silent for a while. They only snorted coldly and a glimmer flashed across their eyes.
The fact that Yang Jian was in seclusion could no longer be hidden.
That day, Manjusri Heavenly Lord Guang Fa sent Jinzha to the Conferred Gods Battle and happened to see the scene of Yang Jian's body suddenly becoming weak after using the Deity Striking Whip.
It was this flaw that made Manjusri suspicious. After careful observation, he saw through Yang Jian's false primordial spirit.
Using a false body to preside over the battle of millions of troops was not justifiable no matter what.
After that, Manjusri pinched his fingers and deduced. He found out that Yang Jian had previously gone to Kunlun Immortal Mountain and received pointers from the Saint in the Jade Mirage Palace. It seemed that he was previously stuck at a bottleneck in his cultivation.
The Saint did not hide the heavenly secrets, so he could find out.
What was the most taboo in cultivation?
Being disturbed when breaking through a critical juncture!
If it was light, he would fail to break through. If it was heavy, he would destroy his own Dao foundation!
Although he was not sure if Yang Jian's breakthrough was successful, and he did not know if he could really make Yang Jian suffer, he remembered that in the Jade Mirage Palace, he was scolded by Yang Jian to the point that he could not retaliate. He was almost treated as a joke among the twelve Golden Immortals. Anger surged in his eyes.
However, Manjusri did not know that a wisp of Blood Red Breath that could not even be seen by a Quasi-Sage was entangling the root of his primordial spirit.
It was like a blood-sucking vine entrenched on a big tree, causing his primordial spirit with the combat power of a mighty person to gradually turn red …
The female Daoist persuaded again, "Senior Brother, why don't you let people off …"
"I've made up my mind. Junior Sister, you don't have to persuade me anymore."
"If that's the case, I'll return to Mount Putuo to cultivate. Senior Brother, take care."
Manjusri did not say anything. There was no one in the carriage behind him. They were long gone.
Mount Putuo? Laka Cave?
No wonder she could find Yang Jian's hiding place and see through Ao Xinke's painstaking arrangement. It turned out that she was actually invited out by Manjusri.
Being targeted by Manjusri, Yang Jian's breakthrough this time would really have some twists and turns …
…
After Lu Xiong brought Fei Zhong and You Hun to the Green Dragon Pass, he did his best to reorganize the army and boost the morale. Deng Chanyu rarely walked around in the army, avoiding the attention of Fei Zhong and You Hun, as if she was afraid of getting into trouble.
How could Fei Zhong and You Hun dare to go to the battlefield? They immediately stayed in the Green Dragon Pass and refused to go out even if they were beaten to death. They even kept submitting memorials to Chaoge City, saying that the troops of the Green Dragon Pass were exhausted and needed to rest for a few months to recover.
That reason was reasonable. With Di Xin's permission, the two ministers, who relied on their glib tongues, began to rope in the generals of Lu Xiong's army in order to protect themselves …
Yang Jian was naturally happy to see that Shang Jun had not come out of seclusion.
He could focus on cultivating and comprehend the method to break through. He had already thought of a cultivation method that was almost self-harming, but he felt that it was too risky. He wanted to find a safer method.
The later Shang Jun arrived, the more time he had.
If he remembered correctly, after the death of the Demon King, Fei Zhong and You Hun had also died in West Qi. After that, it was the more troublesome Four Generals of the Mo Clan at Jiameng Pass.
The four of them were not from the Dao Sect. Yang Jian could confirm that they were a few pawns that the Western Sect had planted in the God-Conferment.
Mo Liqing's' Earth, Water, Wind, Fire 'Four Elements Sword, Mo Lihai's Green Jade Pipa, Mo Lihong's Mixed Elements Pearl Umbrella, Mo Lishou's Purple Gold Flower Fox Ferret, they were all very tricky treasures.
This was especially so for the Primordial Chaos Pearl Umbrella. Since it dared to be called the Primordial Chaos Pearl Umbrella, its power was extraordinary and it could land on all magical treasures.
Gao Youqian's Chaos Essence Pearl naturally fell into Yang Jian's hands. Yang Jian wanted to give it to Nezha. After all, Nezha didn't have any long-range attack methods. It would be too disadvantageous for him. At least he had the golden bow and silver bullets.
However, Nezha refused to take it. Yang Jian could only put it away and play with it in his hand every day to experience the various mysteries of the Chaos Pearl.
The more Yang Jian thought about it, the more he understood the word 'Primordial Chaos'.
Gao Youqian actually used this kind of treasure to smash people, it was really casting pearls before swine.
What was Mixed Essence?
Yuan Qi was not divided, chaos was one! Primordial Chaos Daira Jinxian was the Dao realm of a Saint!
The pearl contained a mysterious Dao rune. Although it was very weak, it seemed to be a wisp of Dao rune that had appeared before the Chaos was split open. It was stored in the pearl and had existed until now.
There was no need to deliberately study it. Just by wearing the pearl, the power of one's essence soul could be nurtured and become purer.
Unfortunately, he ultimately cultivated his body.
He would give the pearl to Little Chan 'er as a gift on her birthday this year.
"Prime Minister, it's late. You should rest," a guard outside the tent reminded him softly.
"Yes," Yang Jian replied. He stretched and lay back on the small bed. His mind was immersed in the cultivation of his main body.
In the underground seclusion ground.
Yang Jian slowly opened his eyes and looked at his hands with hesitation in his eyes.
Do I have to use such intense methods?
However, since I have thought of a way, why am I hesitating? At that moment, he was in the midst of the Great God-Conferment Tribulation. Powerful enemies were waiting for him. If he could not come out of seclusion for another day, there would be more variables.
If the four generals of the Mo family came to attack West Qi, how could Jinzha, Muzha, Nezha, and Huang Tianhua resist?
This was not the time to be overcautious. The earlier he could break through, the earlier he could come out of seclusion!
Previously, when had he not endured all sorts of pain?
Yang Jian gritted his teeth and waved his hand. Precious artifact refining treasures appeared in front of him. He melted them with Xuanqi and turned them into strange-looking "pincers".
Soon, the "pincers" appeared in front of him. Every pincer was shaped like a pair of scissors. There was a thumb-sized hole in the middle, and there were sharp spikes at the front and back.
He formed a hand seal with a backhand gesture, and the 72 pincers floated around Yang Jian. Waves of Xuan Gang wrapped around them, causing them to flicker with colorful coldness!
Yang Jian's body slowly floated up. He tried his best to spread his limbs in mid-air. His long hair fluttered, and he quietly closed his eyes.
The 72 Xuan beads were flickering everywhere!
"Break!"
With a low shout, 70 of the 72 pincers charged forward at the same time. Other than the two Xuan beads at the back of his head, each of the Xuan beads on his body corresponded to a pincer.
Yang Jian put away the Xuanqi and Xuan Gang around him, and used the sharpness of the Xuan Gang to break open his powerful body!
The 70 pincers entered from the front, and then came out from behind Yang Jian. The hole in the middle of each pincer completely wrapped the Xuan beads! The Xuan Gang dissipated, and the treasures used to refine artifacts directly blocked the Xuan beads on his body.
"Ah!"
Finally, Yang Jian's angry roar echoed in the narrow underground space for a long time …
Severing the connection between the Xuan beads was a hundred or a thousand times more painful than shattering the bones in his entire body!
The angry roar continued for an entire night, but no one was able to hear it. Only Ao Xinke, who was pacing back and forth in her own room, her eyes would occasionally turn red. Naturally, she was able to see the situation underground.
She finally knew why Yang Jian was able to rise up so quickly, and why he was able to possess such battle prowess after cultivating for such a short period of time.
This was obviously using his life to break through, and every step he took carried a huge risk. Perhaps, the worst case scenario for Yang Jian's crazy actions today would not cause Yang Jian to lose his life, but the pain involved was truly unimaginable.
Finally, when dawn was about to break through, Yang Jian stopped his angry roar. He was carried by Xuanqi, and floated in mid-air. His front and back, and his entire body was pierced with spikes.
His back was facing upwards, and on his spine that was dripping with blood, nine illusory beads slowly condensed. Waves after waves of boundless blood energy surged within his body, and waves after waves of pure spiritual energy flowed into every part of his body …
As for Yang Jian, he was already half conscious from the pain a long time ago …
"Husband …"
Ao Xinke sighed softly, sat on the praying mat, and continued to monitor every part of the Zhou Capital.
Outside the city, in the main tent of the Zhou Barracks.
A group of generals rushed over in a hurry, and all of them looked anxious. The three brothers, Nezha, Jinzha, and Muzha, also rushed over in a hurry, and looked at Yang Jian, who was paralyzed on the bed, in disbelief.
"Senior Brother, what happened to you?"
Yang Jian laughed bitterly. His main body was using such an extreme method to break through. His primordial spirit was originally one, and he could still feel that there were seventy steel needles piercing every part of his body.
"Last night when I was cultivating … I was distracted. It's nothing, I will recover after one or two years of cultivation."
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