Yang Jian believed that he had seen many people of all shapes and sizes in the Primordial World, including beauties, mighty people, heroes, demons, witches, dragons, and phoenixes.
But he had never seen a cultivator with such long ears. When he saw the famous Long-eared Dingguang Immortal, he was really shocked.
In the sky above the Zhou army camp, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal stood on the clouds. He wore a loose robe and looked cold, but there was an indescribable sense of humor.
When the long-eared saw a group of people coming out of the main tent and saw Yang Jian sitting on a Dharma treasure chair, being pushed here, he was a little surprised.
The reason he came here today was to test the waters.
"What's wrong, Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian?"
The long-eared said gently. He descended from the sky and was about to walk towards Yang Jian.
Hundreds of elite armored soldiers swarmed up, and all kinds of swords and spears were aimed at the long-eared Taoist who descended from the sky.
Although these soldiers knew that their means could not threaten the immortals who could fly in the sky and burrow into the ground, they still did so to fulfill their duties.
The long-eared smiled and said, "The Dao Sect is a family. Is this how you treat me, Disciple-Nephew?"
Yang Jian did not change his expression. "Long-eared Uncle-Master is right. The Dao Sect is a family. If Uncle-Master did not come to make things difficult for me today, I would welcome you with open arms."
"Hahaha, rest assured, Disciple-Nephew!" The long-eared Dingguang Immortal waved his hand. "I am indifferent by nature and do not want to be involved in such a vortex. The calamity is coming, and I am afraid, so I came today to ask a few questions."
Yang Jian said, "Disperse. It's fine."
Only then did the soldiers retreat and return to their own places. They all puffed out their chests and raised their heads, not at all subservient to the immortal because they were just mortals.
"Uncle-Master, please. It's inconvenient for me to move around, so I am impolite."
"Your Chanism values etiquette, but our Jie School does not like to talk about this." The long-eared said with a smile. He put his hands in his sleeves and floated over leisurely like a good old man.
Huang Feihu pushed Yang Jian into the tent. Under the hint of Yang Jian's eyes, he also took his leave. Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin stood behind Yang Jian, guarding against one of the Seven Immortals of Penglai.
Right now, the Six Friends of Mei Mountain were no match for the Seven Penglai Immortals. After all, the Six Friends of Mei Mountain were talented generals who led armies in battle, while the Seven Penglai Immortals were the Sect Leader of Tongtian's attendant immortals and official disciples of the Saint.
Long Ears took his seat. After serving tea, Ji Qianhua bowed and excused herself. Long Ears took a few more glances at her and seemed to have understood something.
Little Chan 'er had just been sent back to Mount Meishan by Ao Xinke. It was Ao Xinke who directly sealed Little Chan' er's cultivation and handed her over to Yohime. Only then did she not cause any trouble.
Back to the main topic.
Yang Jian went straight to the point, "What doubts does Senior Uncle Long Ear have that you actually need me to answer?"
"Naturally, it's about the apotheosis." The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal smiled and said, "Actually, I just want to know if my name is on the Apotheosis of the Gods. If so, what position do I hold in the Celestial Court?"
Yang Jian chuckled. "Senior Uncle Long Ear, you're here for this?"
"Of course." The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal seemed to be a little embarrassed as he smiled and explained, "I'm different from other immortals. Martial Nephew, you might not know this, but I just don't like fighting and killing. I don't have the courage to do so."
Yang Jian felt helpless in his heart. This was the first time he met a cultivator who could belittle himself like this.
If there was no pride in his heart, how could he have cultivated to his current level?
This Long-eared Dingguang Immortal … The more humble he was, the more he had ulterior motives.
"Why, can't I check it?" Long Ears asked with a frown.
Yang Jian shook his head and said, "To be honest, although I'm in charge of the Apotheosis of the Gods, I'm in charge of this Heavenly Axiom treasure on behalf of my grandmaster and the Saint of the Jade Palace. The treasure has nothing to do with me. Those who should be on the Apotheosis of the Gods can only be manifested when their primordial spirits enter the Apotheosis of the Gods. "
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal immediately became silent.
"The power of heaven is unpredictable. Sigh … Never mind." The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal sighed and changed the topic. "How did Martial Nephew Yang Jian suffer such heavy injuries?"
Yang Jian smiled and said, "It's fine. I just made a mistake in my cultivation and am working hard to correct it."
"Oh? Really? "There was only concern in the Long-eared Immortal's eyes. There was no killing intent or hostility.
But the more it was like this, the more vigilant Yang Jian was.
Among the mighty people who had a conflict with him, Manjusri Heavenly Lord Guang Fa was definitely the first. But it was this Martial Uncle who was not good at patience and always went against him.
A person like the Long-eared Immortal was even more terrifying. He was like a smiling tiger.
"It's true." Yang Jian replied calmly. Zhi Jian and Yao Gonglin were already ready to attack.
"Sigh, what a pity." The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal sighed. He took out a small jade bottle from his sleeve and said, "There is a precious pill made from an Innate Spirit Root in here. Give it to Martial Nephew. Maybe it can help Martial Nephew improve."
"How can I do that?" Yang Jian quickly declined. However, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal insisted on giving it to him. In the end, he looked like he would not leave until he gave it to him.
Yang Jian was really speechless. If he did not know about the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's various' deeds', he would most likely be deceived by this fellow and think that this rabbit demon was the best kind person in the world.
He gave him a pill the moment they met and he was an enemy. He was definitely at the level of Ancestor Hong Yun.
Finally, Yang Jian asked Zhi Jian to keep the pill. Only then did the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal bid farewell and left.
When he left, he kept sighing and said that he always felt that he was going to be on the Apotheosis of the Gods. He was terrified …
'Terrified?
In the Jie School, I'm afraid you are the most confident. At the critical moment, as long as you find your real master, who can do anything to you? '
Yang Jian watched the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal leave on a cloud with his divine senses. He asked Zhi Jian to check the pill. It was indeed a precious Essence Nurturing Immortal Pill.
Should I eat it or not?
Yang Jian secretly calculated in his heart. Of course, he would not foolishly think that the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal wanted to befriend him with a pill.
According to normal logic, if he ate the pill, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal would think that he was really seriously injured. It might lead to more trouble in the future.
If he did not eat the pill, it would be very easy for the other party to think that he was not injured at all and was just pretending to be sick to use a scheme.
However, this kind of logic was a little too shallow. There must be some other deeper meaning behind it.
It would be a waste not to take something that was delivered to him.
Yang Jian said, "Gong Lin, send this pill to the Yang Residence and let my wife check it. If it's really something good, let my disciple, Zi Xia, take it and help her build her foundation. "
"Yes!" Yao Gonglin took the order and left. The strategist general took two steps with the pill and then realized Yang Jian's thoughts. He suddenly smiled.
Two hours later.
On a peak on the north side of Mount Qi, several figures stood there. The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal smiled and chatted with several of his senior and junior brothers.
Suddenly, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal's face became a little gloomy. He stood there and thought for a while.
"Senior Brother Dingguang, did that Yang Jian eat the pill?"
"Although he ate it, it was not him who ate it." The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal sighed and suddenly smiled. "He is really in closed-door cultivation."
"How did Senior Brother Dingguang know?"
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal explained with some pride. "Haha, that Yang Jian is meticulous and has an extraordinary mind. I gave him a healing pill. If he couldn't figure it out and directly swallowed it, it means that he is really suffering from Qi Deviation and not in closed-door cultivation."
"But he didn't eat it, nor did he refuse to eat it. Instead, he gave it to a girl to build her foundation. What does this mean?"
The few of them shook their heads at the same time. They were really helpless against such a complicated scheme.
Long Ear stood with his hands clasped behind his back and said confidently, "Let's go to Xi Qi City now. I'll hold off that Sage-to-be, and I'll trouble you to find out where he's hiding!"
"Okay."
"That's right. Find Yang Jian and force him to hand over the Investiture of the Gods! We can't let Chanism take advantage of this! "
At that moment, they spoke one after another. The disciples of Jie School were "enraged" and rubbed their palms together.
They flew up on a cloud and were about to go to Xi Qi City.
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal suddenly stopped on the cloud and said, "Senior and Junior Brothers, wait. If we go like this, it might not be enough to deter them."
The Jie Sect immortals were puzzled.
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal smiled and said, "Grand Preceptor Wen Zhong of the Shang Dynasty is a disciple of our Jie Sect. Junior Brothers and Sisters, some of you must be familiar with him. Why don't you wait for me for a while? I'll go find Martial Nephew Wen Zhong and ask for a troop. "
"Senior Brother, why do you have to go through so much trouble?"
The Long-eared Immortal said seriously, "This is fate. The Investiture of the Gods relies on the conflict between Shang and Zhou. Chanism fully supports Zhou and has pushed us to the back of Shang Dynasty. We should take care of them so that Chanism will be convinced."
"If that's the case, Senior Brother, go and bring it back quickly."
"Of course," the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal used his escape technique and rushed in the direction of Chaoge City.
Not long after, the Long-eared Dingguang Immortal took the token given by Grand Preceptor Wen and went straight to the camp of the four brothers of the Mo family. The four generals of the Mo family stopped the army in the mountain and went to Xi Qi City together.
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal said, "I'll go and restrain the Dragons Princess secretly. I'll have to trouble you and the four generals to work together to bring the Investiture of the Gods back to Golden Turtle Island!"
"Senior Brother, don't worry!"
A few disciples of Jie Sect shouted. The four generals of the Mo family nodded gently.
The Long-eared Dingguang Immortal and the four generals of the Mo family occasionally exchanged glances.
At that moment, a total of nine Daira Jinxian flew above Xi Qi City and released their auras. The four generals of the Mo family immediately wanted to challenge them.
In the dark, an aura locked onto the Yang Residence. The Yang Residence's array formation was immediately activated, and layers of white fog enveloped the entire Yang Residence.
In the white fog, Ao Xinke was wearing a long palace dress. She slowly opened her eyes.
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