Yang Jian spoke solemnly and his gaze was sincere. However, when Deng Chanyu heard it, she felt like she was hallucinating.
"Premier Yang … is inviting me to join the Zhou army?" Deng Chanyu asked. Yang Jian nodded and did not laugh at all.
Deng Chanyu's beautiful eyes stared at Yang Jian behind her visor. She said softly, "Regardless of whether Premier Yang is making fun of me or not, I can't agree to this. Although my Deng Family isn't a prestigious family, we are still loyal and righteous. How could I do such a thing and implicate my father? "
"Loyal to a tyrant is a cruel official, loyal to a fatuous ruler is a foolish official. As the saying goes, a good bird chooses a tree to nest in. General Deng is quite talented. It's rare that you are proficient in the art of war and have mystical powers. You can be considered a great general. "
Yang Jian walked around the desk and approached Deng Chanyu step by step.
"General Deng should be able to understand the current situation in the world. The Shang Dynasty is already like a dead tree. Why do you still want to tie the Deng family to this dead tree?"
Yang Jian didn't use any divine abilities, but when these words fell into Deng Chanyu's ears, it was quite bewitching.
Deng Chanyu bit her lips, seemingly moved by Yang Jian's words.
Yang Jian continued, "General Deng, you said that the Deng family is not a prestigious family. However, according to what I know, you are guarding the Three Mountain Pass. You have a few brothers in your family. Don't you think about their future? The Shang Dynasty … Ha, if Wen Zhong loses to me, how long can it last? "
Deng Chanyu seemed to be unable to withstand the threatening light in Yang Jian's eyes. She took two steps back, her eyes filled with confusion.
"Premier Yang, I will not do anything that is unchaste. Moreover, Grand Tutor Wen has not lost yet. The battle between Chanism and Jie School has not come to a conclusion. How do you know that you will definitely win? "
Yang Jian shook his head. "It's the will of fate."
What a joke. He did not believe in fate the most. He did not expect that she would use this reason to persuade others.
However, Deng Chanyu was indeed a rare general talent. What was even rarer was that she was a woman. She would be a stabilizing force in the army and could also make Huang Tianhua and Nezha calm down.
"Fate …"
Deng Chanyu murmured. Indeed, she could not refute it.
Her eyes turned and gradually became clear again. She took two steps back until she was near the door of the tent.
Yang Jian raised his hand and a wave of Xuanqi enveloped the tent, trapping Deng Chanyu.
Deng Chanyu asked, "If I don't agree today, will you bring me back?"
"Of course not." Yang Jian put his hands behind his back. "I'm not conceited, but I still need my face. Moreover, General Deng will definitely be a general in the same court as me in the future. I won't make things difficult for you."
"Oh?" Deng Chanyu smiled. "What makes Premier Yang say that?"
Yang Jian did not answer. He walked to the painting of flowers and birds hanging at the side. "Why don't we not talk about this today? I'm also quite curious about General Deng. May I know where you learned from?"
Deng Chanyu shook her head and said, "The person who taught me Dao techniques and gave me treasures and Spirit Pills when I was young did not tell me that."
Indeed, it was just a "person taught me".
"General Deng, do you know the origin of the Five-colored Stone in your hand?"
"That person naturally gave it to me," Deng Chanyu answered matter-of-factly. Yang Jian could not continue asking.
Perhaps Deng Chanyu had some guesses in her heart, but she would not tell Yang Jian now. No matter what, she had to wait until she became a general of the Zhou army.
In the original God-Conferment Battle, Deng Chanyu had fallen into Jiang Ziya and Tu Xingsun's trap and lost her chastity to Tu Xingsun. That was why she had submitted to the Zhou army.
Looking at the enchanting beauty in front of him, the visor naturally couldn't block Yang Jian's eyes. Deng Chanyu's beauty was already in Yang Jian's eyes.
Tu Xingsun was the disciple of Ju Liusun. Ju Liusun was one of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism. He had a deep relationship with Manjusri, Samantabhadra, and the others. He was not on good terms with Yang Jian.
Tu Xingsun had been persuaded by Shen Gongbao to join the Shang army. He stole Ju Liusun's Immortal-Binding Rope and became the vanguard of the Shang army to assist Deng Jiugong in his crusade against Xiqi. In the original God-Conferment Tribulation, all of that had happened after the Three Xiao Immortals had set up the Yellow River Array.
Although Tu Xingsun was a famous person on the God roll, he was not one of them. Why did he have to give him such a huge benefit?
His Junior Brothers were still young and virgins …
"General Deng, do you have an engagement?"
Yang Jian's sudden question caught Deng Chanyu off guard. Her face flushed red and she immediately returned to normal.
"Prime Minister Yang, why are you asking?"
"Oh, nothing. I'm just asking casually." Yang Jian covered it up vaguely. He knew that it was indeed a little presumptuous of him to be so straightforward.
He should wait for the two armies to fight later and think of a way to let Huang Tianhua or Nezha capture Deng Chanyu and bring him back to the camp. At that time, he would make these plans.
Yang Jian scanned the Shang army camp with his spiritual senses and knew that Nezha had already succeeded. He did not delay any further.
"That's all for today's chat with General Deng. I hope that General Deng will consider what I've said. Farewell."
Yang Jian came silently and left rather decisively. His figure was wrapped in Xuanqi and gradually turned illusory. Then, he turned into a cloud-piercing swallow and flew out of the tent.
Deng Chanyu was stunned. She hurriedly chased after him. When she looked up, she saw that the cloud-piercing swallow had already flown into the sky and met up with Nezha. They flew towards the west together.
He left so easily?
This white-robed prime minister's actions are really … really confusing.
Deng Chanyu stared at the sky. There seemed to be a commotion beside her ears, but her heart was filled with what Yang Jian had said previously.
"General Deng, do you have a marriage contract?"
What does he mean? Could it be that he wants to …
Dang! Dang!
The sound of a gong came from behind and pulled Deng Chanyu back to reality. Deng Chanyu heard an anxious shout from the gong.
"There's a fire! The rear camp is on fire! "
Deng Chanyu suddenly turned around and the light of the Skyfire reflected in her eyes. There was no need for Deng Chanyu to identify it carefully. The place where the army stored rations was where the flames were!
A soldier ran over and knelt on one knee in front of Deng Chanyu.
"General! There's a fire in the rear camp! Nezha used a Dharma treasure to burn our rations! General, please give the order earlier! "
"Put out the fire! Go and put out the fire! "
Deng Chanyu hurriedly shouted twice. Frustration surged in her chest, and her body swayed. She could not stand steadily.
Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear was not an ordinary flame. It was the True Samadhi Fire. If he did not burn the rations completely, it would not be extinguished.
Deng Chanyu used her escape technique and went to the rear camp. However, she could not do anything about the fire with her strength.
When she saw the rations being devoured by the flames bit by bit, she almost cried because of Yang Jian. She felt weak and did not know what to do …
At that moment, a long roar came from the sky!
Deng Chanyu immediately perked up and looked over with her spiritual senses. She saw a thin Daoist with a sage-like demeanor rushing over with a jade basin in his hand.
"General Deng, don't be anxious. I'm here to collect the fire!"
After saying that, the thin Daoist flipped the jade basin. Runes lit up inside and outside the jade basin, and a vortex appeared at the mouth of the basin.
There was no wind or clouds. However, the flames in the rear camp of the Shang army rushed into the sky and entered the jade basin.
This kind of ability really made people speechless.
In the blink of an eye, the fire in the rear camp was extinguished. A group of soldiers with buckets of water kept kowtowing to the immortals in the sky. The Daoist smiled and nodded. He put away the jade basin and slowly floated down.
Deng Chanyu hurriedly bowed and cupped her fists. "Greetings, Daoist Priest!"
"General Deng, you're too polite. I'm a cultivator of Golden Ao Island, Bai Li. Today, I heard the Grand Tutor's invitation and came to help the Shang army fight against the rebels. Grand Tutor Wen and the other fellow Daoists are still behind. A fellow Daoist pinched his fingers and deduced that the Shang army would be in trouble, so he asked me to go first. "
"Daoist Priest's righteousness is truly admirable."
Bai Li, one of the ten Heavenly Lords, was good at setting up the Blazing Flame Array.
"General Deng, there's no need to be so polite. We should stabilize the morale of the army. I'll wait here. Don't worry about me."
Since the Daoist priest had already said that, Deng Chanyu followed his words. She told the entire army about the immortals helping and protecting half of the rations, raising the morale of the army again.
Deng Chanyu was busy dealing with the aftermath. Bai Li stood there and waited quietly, looking like an immortal.
When Yang Jian and Nezha saw that scene with their spiritual senses, they were a little indignant.
If they injured the generals of the Shang army and burned their rations, they would be able to force the Shang army to retreat. No matter how many fellow Daoists Wen Zhong invited, it would be useless without the army to rely on.
Unfortunately, it was all for naught.
"Senior Brother, who is this Bai Li?"
"The ten Heavenly Lords of Golden Ao Island."
Yang Jian said softly. He placed his hands behind his back and stepped on the cloud. He did not seem to be too worried and brought Nezha back to the camp.
Not long after, figures came from the southeast and landed in the Shang army camp. They released their auras and suppressed the three thousand kilometers of Qi Mountain.
The ten Heavenly Lords were all here. Wen Zhong's aura did not seem to have returned. Could it be that he was still looking for other helpers?
Yang Jian sat behind the main tent and released his aura. He directly offset the auras of the ten Heavenly Lords so that the Zhou Army would not be suppressed by the aura and their morale would be unstable.
The battle between the two sects in the God-Conferment War should have begun when the ten Heavenly Lords set up the Ten Absolute Arrays. The twelve Golden Immortals, Deputy Sect Master Randeng, and Daoist Lu Ya all appeared …
However, those were the God-Conferment Arrays that Jiang Ziya controlled.
Now, he, Yang Jian, was the one leading the God-Conferment Tribulation …
"I can do it alone. Why do you have to talk about breaking the Ten Absolute Arrays?" Yang Jian said softly. He stood up and looked outside the tent.
A jade token flew over from the sky and landed in front of Yang Jian.
…
On a cloud in the South Ocean, Wen Zhong, who was riding the Black Qilin, was about to bid farewell to a Daoist.
The Daoist was none other than Shen Gongbao, who had failed to snatch the God roll and was chased out by Chanism. Then, he joined Jie School.
"It's all thanks to your help this time. If not for your persuasion, how could I have gotten ten powerful Fellow Daoists to help?" Grand Tutor Wen cupped his hands and thanked him on the back of the Qilin. Shen Gongbao smiled and returned the greeting.
"There's no need to do that. I just can't stand the pretentious people of Chanism." Shen Gongbao bowed and said, "When the Grand Tutor succeeds in the Western Expedition, I'll go and ask for a cup of wine."
"Brother Shen …"
"Grand Tutor, go quickly." Shen Gongbao smiled and waved his hand. "You're treating me like an outsider."
Wen Zhong sighed.
Fellow Daoist Shen is really a righteous person who hates evil. I have to repay him in the future.
At that moment, Wen Zhong activated the Black Qilin and flew towards Xi Qi.
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