In front of Grand Tutor Wen was a jade token and a battle report. They were both Dharma treasures, but the former contained a layer of mysterious Dao runes. It was sent by an extraordinary person.
The jade token came from the Goddess of Golden Spirit. It talked about the same thing as Deng Chanyu's message.
The four generals of the Mo Family were defeated and died. The two sects of the Dao Sect fought in West Qi and suffered injuries on both sides. Jie School's plot to obtain the God roll failed. Yang Jian, a disciple of Chanism, became famous …
"Yang Jian?"
Wen Zhong leaned back on the chair and pondered quietly.
Jie, Chan, Shang, Zhou …
As a cultivator, his cultivation level was not low. How could he not know about these things?
Wen Zhong did not believe in the heavenly mandate.
The luck of West Qi was gradually increasing. It had a tendency to replace Chaoge City as the center of the South Continent. That might be fate.
However, Wen Zhong did not believe that it was destined that the Shang Dynasty would be defeated by Di Xin.
Ever since the late Emperor, Wen Zhong had seen that the eight hundred vassals of the Shang Dynasty could not get rid of them. They gathered power and caused trouble. Step by step, they dragged the Shang Dynasty into an abyss that was beyond redemption. Instead of saying that it was fate, it was more like a man-made calamity.
After Di Xin ascended to the throne, he had also worked hard to revive the Shang Dynasty and resolve the calamity of the eight hundred vassals. However, the new policy ran into walls everywhere and gradually exhausted Di Xin's patience.
Wen Zhong's heart ached when he saw that.
The ministers were dead, Empress Jiang was dead. Who among the four vassals could survive?
However, weren't the eight hundred vassals also rebelling? Wasn't the world in chaos?
After killing Empress Jiang and Jiang Hengchu, there was still Jiang Wenhuan and Ji Chang. Xi Qi was still gradually strengthening …
What else could Di Xin do apart from giving up on himself and hugging the beauty of the demon race in the palace to live a drunken life? What else could he do?
Fortunately, Di Xin had delegated the power to Wen Zhong. Although Wen Zhong knew that the Shang Dynasty was about to collapse, he still wanted to use his abilities to pull the Shang Dynasty.
That was probably the way of an official.
However, the situation in the South Continent gradually escaped the control of Wen Zhong, the grand-disciple of the Saint.
Decades ago, Wen Zhong did not expect that the South Continent would have a tribulation cloud and the Dao Sect would have a huge battle in the Shang Dynasty. They wanted to use the defeat of the Shang Dynasty and the rise of a new dynasty as an opportunity to send the disciples of the Dao Sect onto the God roll.
Now that the God Sealing Tribulation had descended, the trajectory of Great Shang was out of Wen Zhong's control.
At this point, Wen Zhong was certain that Western Zhou was the 'new dynasty'. However, the Shang Dynasty was plagued with internal and external troubles. It was plagued by all sorts of ailments, making him extremely tired.
To him, Di Xin was already considered half a disciple. However, he did not have the Sect Master's token and could not teach the Human Emperor the Dao techniques and guide the Human Emperor's cultivation.
In reality, only the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors of the Ancient Era had the opportunity to cultivate.
Wen Zhong knew at first glance why Daji was in the palace. However, he did not dare to interfere, nor could he interfere. He could only secretly threaten her and make her restrain herself.
Because of that, after Wen Zhong returned to the court, Daji's arrogance was completely restrained.
Fei Zhong and You Hun had been schemed by Wen Zhong to go to West Qi to die. However, they were seen through by Yang Jian and sent back the two bastards who had been sucking up to Di Xin every day.
Actually, if he wanted to kill the two of them, Wen Zhong only needed to issue a military order and a few hundred soldiers would attack the residence.
However, Wen Zhong could not because loyalty was not to exceed his authority.
If he ignored Di Xin and did it, the Shang Dynasty would immediately be in danger of collapsing.
"Yang Jian …"
Wen Zhong murmured as he pondered over some matters.
He was also a third-generation disciple of the Dao Sect. Wen Zhong also had the bearing of a third-generation disciple in Jie School. He could address many second-generation disciples as brothers.
His Dharma powers were deep, and his male and female whips were superb. He could be independent in Jie School and was trusted by his seniors.
However, compared to the immortal prime minister Yang Jian, who had become a household name in the South Continent in just a few years, Grand Tutor Wen suddenly felt that he was slightly inferior …
Yang Jian had fought his master for hundreds of rounds. Due to his powerful Mystic Body, his master could not do anything to him. Yang Jian had even taken the opportunity to kill the long-eared Light Immortal and become the strongest disciple of the third generation of the Dao Sect.
In terms of Dharma powers and mystical abilities, Wen Zhong was far inferior.
In terms of military affairs and political opinions, he had failed several times in the Western Expedition. The prosperity of West Qi and the decline of Chaoge City made Wen Zhong laugh at himself. There was nothing comparable.
"How impressive." Wen Zhong slowly stood up with the support of the round chair. No matter how high his cultivation level was, he looked like an old man …
He was mentally and physically exhausted, but he still had to support the building.
Even if he went against the heavens …
Even if …
Grand Tutor Wen said in a low voice, "Pass the order."
"Yes!" Two soldiers immediately knelt on one knee outside the door and waited for the military order.
"Generals, wait in the front hall. I'll go to the palace to ask for orders to attack West Qi tomorrow."
"Yes!"
The two soldiers agreed in unison. They immediately stood up and ran out of the residence to pass on their orders.
Grand Tutor Wen looked at the flowers blooming in the courtyard and slowly closed his eyes. He stood quietly for a while before remembering that he had to go to the palace to meet the King. He went behind the screen to change his robe.
Wen Zhong's expedition to West Qi was settled. There was no change in the situation, nor was there any huge commotion.
In fact, Wen Zhong had even given the order to keep his mouth shut and went to the Azure Dragon Pass secretly. The mobilization of the various armies was also carried out quietly.
He could not win in Dharma powers, and his political affairs were restricted. In terms of military power …
Wen Zhong wanted to see who was better with Yang Jian.
…
In the backyard of the Yang Residence in West Qi.
A few figures were drinking tea in the pavilion. They were all immortals in Daoist robes.
Yuding Zhenren had been there for more than a month. He was waiting for Yang Jian to wake up and protect him. Perfected Taiyi simply stayed in the Yang Residence and discussed the Dao with Yuding Zhenren every day. He could not be bothered to go to the Jade Void Palace to see the sad faces of Randeng, Manjusri, and the others.
The Huanglong Daoist had returned. She probably felt uncomfortable staying in the Jade Void Palace. She might as well come to the South Continent to take a walk.
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian has married a virtuous Dao companion." The Huanglong Daoist praised the princess of her race. "She has been taking care of Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian for the past few days. It's really rare."
Perfected Taiyi scoffed. "A Dao companion is a Dao companion. A wife is a wife. Don't confuse it."
"What's the difference?" The Huanglong Daoist spread her hands. "In ancient times, Dao companions were Dao companions of the same Dao. Now, aren't Dao companions referring to the matter between a man and a woman?"
Perfected Taiyi's expression was unfriendly. He replied, "You and I have cultivated since ancient times. We have to make a conclusion based on the ancient times. The word Dao companion does not have the meaning of Yin and Yang intercourse! "
"I won't argue with you." The Huanglong Daoist waved her hand. Looking at the serious expression on Perfected Taiyi's face, she really did not know why he was holding a grudge at that moment.
Yuding drank his tea quietly at the side. Compared to a few days ago, he gradually smiled more.
Xuanqi and Xuan Gang had already begun to appear all over Yang Jian's mystic body. Although it was still like a trickle, it began to nourish Yang Jian's somewhat dry body.
Yuding deduced that Yang Jian would only wake up in a few days.
Moreover, Yang Jian's state of "exhaustion" was beneficial to the cultivation of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art.
Yang Jian was now at the seventh realm of the Eight-Nine Arcane Art, the Returning Primordial Realm. At this realm, one needed the primordial spirit and mystic body to fuse together to achieve the Indestructible Mystic Yellow Body and enter the eighth realm.
The fusion of the primordial spirit and the mystic body was an extremely long process. It was much longer than the fifth realm, the Pearl Accumulation Realm.
When the mystic body was silent, the power of the primordial spirit would nourish the mystic body on its own. There was no obstruction in the mystic body because the mystic energy in the mystic body "retreated" …
Just this one month of sleep had saved Yang Jian hundreds of years of meditation.
After another eight to ten times of Nirvana, he would probably be able to pass through the Returning Primordial Realm …
Just kidding.
Yang Jian cultivated the Three Lives Blue Technique because he did not need to fuse all of his primordial spirit into his mystic body in the Returning Primordial Realm. Thus, he left a way out for himself.
After all, the Eight-Nine Arcane Art was incomplete. There was no development after the Mystic Yellow Realm. There was still a long way to go before he could prove his Dao. In the future, if the Eight-Nine Arcane Art could not be used, Yang Jian could still use the Three Lives Blue Technique to cultivate the Primordial Spirit Slaying Three Corpses to become a sage.
"Junior Brother, when will Yang Jian wake up?" Immortal Taiyi asked. "This mortal world is too dirty. We should return to the mountain as soon as possible."
The Huanglong Daoist also said, "Indeed, although you and I have both entered the great calamity, we can more or less avoid some calamities if we don't stay in the land of the great calamity."
Yuding looked at Yang Jian's house and said, "If it's not today, then it'll be tomorrow."
As soon as Yuding Zhenren's words fell, Ao Xinke rushed out of the room and shouted at the pavilion.
"Teacher, Martial Uncles, my husband has woken up!"
Before Yuding Zhenren could say anything, Huang Long had already rushed into Yang Jian's room and immediately shouted.
Just like Wen Zhongxi's silent arrival, Yang Jian's awakening was also silent and did not alarm anyone.
On the same day, Yuding, Taiyi, and Huang Long quietly left West Qi and returned to the mountain to meditate. The reason he was able to leave so easily was naturally because Yang Jian had already recovered to his original state.
After Nirvana, the Dark Force subsided very quickly. Now that he had woken up, Yang Jian's essence, Qi, and spirit had been raised to the peak within half a day. The Xuanqi in his body was full, the Xuan Gang was shining, and the Mystic Blood was flowing non-stop. He was already at his peak.
To his master, Yang Jian could not say the word "thank you". A Dao salute was enough.
Instead, he kept thanking Taiyi and Huang Long. He even took the opportunity to give Huanglong Daoist two Numinous Treasures to thank them. During the previous battle, Yang Jian saw that Huang Long was too miserable and did not have many treasures that he could use …
The matter of luck was really subtle and indescribable.
"Disciple-Nephew, you risked your life to protect the God roll. Teacher has praised you a lot," Taiyi said with a smile. "From now on, you will be considered a top figure in the Primordial World. You have to care about your pride when you do things."
Pride …
Yang Jian was a little noncommittal. He could not use his pride to exchange for the true blood of Pangu. What was the use of it?
"The matter of the God-Conferment has to continue," Yuding instructed. "Although Teacher and Uncle-Master have restrained the disciples of the two sects, the disciples will definitely be unwilling. You should be careful in West Qi. "
Yang Jian nodded solemnly. "Master, don't worry. I will be careful. If the immortals of Jie School want to get rid of me, I will live and send them to the Celestial Court to enjoy their lives. "
"Alright." Huanglong Daoist nodded in satisfaction. When she was glanced at by Yuding, she could only smile awkwardly.
"Forget it." Yuding Zhenren seemed to want to say something but hesitated. He waved his hand gently and said to Taiyi and Huang Long, "I'm going to Emperor Nuwa's Palace. It's better if I go."
The two senior brothers agreed. Although they did not know why Yuding wanted to see the Saint Nuwa, they might have some opportunities if they followed him.
Yang Jian watched the three big shots leave on a cloud. He had just woken up and had not thought much. Suddenly, he turned around and grinned.
Why is Master going to Emperor Nuwa's Palace?
He must be going to return the Reincarnation Purple Jade Lotus Platform!
What did that mean? Yuding Zhenren's Great Dao injury had healed in advance!
Speaking of which, if not for the fact that Yuding Zhenren's Great Dao injury had healed, how could he have the strength to compete with Saint Zhun Ti?
Standing in front of the window, Yang Jian felt refreshed.
"Husband …"
A soft voice sounded behind him. Yang Jian turned around and looked. His eyes flickered with guilt and gentleness.
He took a step forward and hugged her in his arms without waiting for the dragon girl to say anything …
Ao Xinke was also intoxicated. She wrapped her arms around her husband's neck and felt that there was no more joyous and peaceful moment than that.
"Ahem, ahem."
Suddenly, a few dry coughs came from outside the window. It was a man's voice.
Yang Jian was speechless. Ao Xinke blushed from her forehead to her neck. She hid in Yang Jian's clothes and did not dare to show her face.
The handsome young man with a sword on his back outside the window smacked his lips. He still dared to complain.
"It's broad daylight. The world is clear. Aren't you two paying attention? After all, there's a quasi-saint and a powerful mystical ability cultivator. Is it difficult to hide? "
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