At the gate, Yang Jian held the jade token and did not say anything for a long time. He had been standing facing the east for more than an hour.
The wind ruffled the folds of his long robe, and the grass was quiet.
When the soldiers saw that, they thought that the Prime Minister was thinking of a way to defeat the enemy. No one rushed to disturb him.
Nezha had never seen Yang Jian standing there without saying a word. He wanted to ask him a few times what was wrong. If there was something, he could discuss it with his fellow disciples. Why was he feeling melancholy alone …
However, Nezha was a little afraid of Yang Jian. He only thought that and did not go over directly.
A few junior brothers gathered in a tent and used their spiritual senses to watch Yang Jian's back.
Lei Zhenzi asked, "Does Eldest Senior Brother always think about the battle like this?"
"What Eldest Senior Brother is thinking about is far from what the few of us can know." Huang Tianhua picked up the wine jar and took a sip. "Eldest Senior Brother is the Eldest Senior Brother. He naturally has more worries than us."
Muzha smiled and said, "The few of us are all fools who charge and break through the enemy lines. Few of us are good at strategizing. We can't help Eldest Senior Brother."
"That's not true." Jinzha looked a little unhappy, but he swallowed his words. Clearly, he did not want to say anything.
Nezha lay at the side with his fire-tipped spear as his pillow. He yawned and said, "Eldest Senior Brother is here for everything. Don't worry. Didn't Eldest Senior Brother withstand the attack of the Goddess of Golden Spirit and the Great Black Clouds Immortal last time? We were worried for nothing. "
"Even so." Lei Zhenzi's expression was a little serious. "However, we are all ordered to help Eldest Senior Brother conquer the Shang Dynasty. We should naturally share his worries. I'll ask Eldest Senior Brother. "
"Hey, don't go …"
Nezha could not stop him in time. Lei Zhenzi had already walked towards the gate of the camp with sonorous steps.
He was quite upright.
"It's good to let him ask." Muzha took a sip of wine from the gourd. The few of them listened at the same time …
Lei Zhenzi arrived at the gate and bowed to Yang Jian's back. He asked, "Eldest Senior Brother, what's troubling you? Junior Brother, can you help Eldest Senior Brother out? "
Yang Jian came back to his senses and turned around to look at Lei Zhenzi who was behind him. He smiled and said, "It's nothing serious. Just now, Second Uncle-Master sent me a message saying that the immortals of the Jade Mirage Palace will come to West Qi in a few days to help us defeat the enemy."
When Lei Zhenzi heard this, he asked curiously, "That's a good thing."
"Something good? Not entirely! Come, walk with me. "
Yang Jian walked forward with his hands clasped behind his back. Lei Zhenzi followed behind him. The two brothers strolled on the grassland, but their conversation was heard by Nezha and the others.
"Junior Brother, do you know what the God-Conferment Tribulation is?"
"Senior Brother, you can't test me." Lei Zhenzi smiled and said, "I've heard Teacher mention several times that the Dao Sect is powerful and the Celestial Court is in decline. It has already affected the balance of the Three Realms and obstructed the operation of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, there is the God-Conferment Tribulation. All the disciples of the Dao Sect have to face it. If their luck is shallow and their mystical abilities are inferior to others, they have to make a trip to the God roll. "
"That's right." Yang Jian nodded slightly. Uncle-Master Yun Zhongzi's opinion was fair. He did not mention the matter of the Jade Emperor crying to the Dao Ancestor.
Yang Jian said, "You and I are both in the Dao Sect's Great Tribulation. However, there will definitely be opportunities under the Great Tribulation. "
"What do you mean by opportunity?"
Yang Jian looked at Lei Zhenzi's confused expression and could not help but laugh.
He explained to his junior brother.
"In the past, during the first Heaven-Opening Tribulation, the dragon and phoenix races fought until they were exhausted. That was why the Magi and Demons prospered. During the Great Magi-Demon War, the human race prospered and became the protagonists of the world. Now, the Dao Sect is facing a calamity, but the opportunity is in the Celestial Court, as well as you and me. "
"Both of us now have the blessing of the Tribulation Taker. Our cultivation will be smooth and unobstructed, and we may obtain many treasures or even a few divine abilities. These are all benefits for us," said Meng Hao.
"After obtaining the benefits, as long as we can survive this tribulation and not enter the God roll, it will be equivalent to our strength improving greatly. We will be exempted from ten thousand years of cultivation and have merit. Isn't that where the opportunity lies?"
Lei Zhenzi was enlightened. Nezha and the others were also deep in thought.
In fact, the few of them who did not enter the God roll and fought to the end of the God-Conferment Battle were all Physical Saints. They became the mainstays of the Celestial Court.
Yang Jian continued walking with Lei Zhenzi. After experiencing it for a long time, Lei Zhenzi asked, "Then, as long as we can survive the calamity and not turn into ashes, we will obtain this opportunity?"
"Of course." Yang Jian handed the jade token in his hand to Lei Zhenzi.
Uncle-Master Yun Zhongzi and Junior Brother Lei Zhenzi were considered disciples of Miao Zhenggen of Chanism. They were naturally trustworthy.
Yang Jian sighed and said, "Wen Zhong found the ten Heavenly Lords of Golden Ao Island. They are actually not very powerful figures, but they implicated many immortals of Jie School. The ten Heavenly Lords are good at setting up array formations. In a few days, they will set up the Ten Absolute Arrays. My original intention was to break through the array formation myself. I also have the confidence to defeat the enemy. However, the Martial Uncles' intention is for them to go down the mountain and make a trip. It can also be considered as getting through this disaster. "
Lei Zhenzi read the letter on the jade token and was a little puzzled.
"Senior Brother, why didn't Uncle-Master and Aunt-Master hide from the calamity and come in to take a look?"
"Perhaps it's because the Goddess of Golden Spirit and the Black Clouds Immortal attacked me previously that the immortals in the sect felt that Chanism was embarrassed." Yang Jian shook his head. "Perhaps they know that they can't hide from the calamity. They can only face it and kill their way out of it. Therefore, they decided to go down the mountain and catch Jie School off guard."
Ten Heavenly Lords?
They were not enemies of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism. Moreover, Daoist Randeng and Daoist Lu Ya would most likely join in.
Lei Zhenzi pondered for a while and looked at Yang Jian's figure walking in front. He felt that his Eldest Senior Brother was less carefree. His footsteps also felt heavy.
"Well, Eldest Senior Brother, I'm not good with words." Lei Zhenzi caught up with him in two steps. "However, Eldest Senior Brother, don't worry. Our masters are all great mystical abilities. They have deep blessings. There must be a way to resolve the calamity!"
Yang Jian looked at Lei Zhenzi and nodded with a smile.
However, he was weighing his chances of winning if he were to face Goddess Yun Xiao's Primordial Chaos Golden Chalice …
What will come will come, and not everything will go according to one's wishes.
On the second day after the ten Heavenly Lords entered the Shang army, Wen Zhong rode the Black Qilin and challenged the cloud alone. The weather suddenly changed.
Outside the Zhou Army's camp, sand and rocks flew, covering the sky. A murderous aura soared into the sky, and black clouds surged.
Wen Zhong rode the Black Qilin and landed in front of the black cloud. His body shone with golden light. The vertical eye on his forehead opened and looked at the Zhou Army's camp. Behind him, ten figures floated in the black cloud.
"Hmph!"
A figure flew into the sky with a cold snort. Yang Jian was dressed in a white robe and looked ahead coldly.
A few more figures flew over. Nezha, Huang Tianhua, Muzha, Jinzha, and Lei Zhenzi stood behind Yang Jian. The six of them looked at the black cloud at the same time.
"Yang Jian!"
Wen Zhong reprimanded angrily, "As a disciple of the famous sect, you do not respect etiquette and do not know the rules of the world. You rashly assisted the Zhou Nation's rebellion and schemed against Chengtang's 800-year-old foundation! Your intentions are really detestable! Fortunately, Fellow Daoists have helped me. I will kill you today! "
After saying that, the ten Heavenly Lords of Golden Ao Island appeared behind Wen Zhong.
Yang Jian took another look at the only woman among the ten Heavenly Lords — the Goddess of Golden Light. These days, those who could be called Goddesses had some abilities. However, Yang Jian did not feel that the Goddess of Golden Light had a strong aura.
She was quite beautiful.
"Grand Tutor, why do you have to argue? Why don't you let your fellow Daoists come at me? "
"Yang Jian, aren't you being too arrogant?" After Wen Zhong, a Daoist in a brown robe said coldly, "We are all considered your teachers. How dare you not even bow to me!?!"
Yang Jian shook his head. "I wonder who your master is. The technique you cultivate can actually trigger such a murderous aura. The Dao Sect advocates purity and nourishment. Although we do not abstain from killing, we do not have such a filthy technique. "
The brown-robed Daoist was furious.
The Goddess of Golden Light, who was standing in the middle of the ten of them, chuckled and said, "I've long heard that Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian is good at talking. Now that I've seen it today, it's indeed true. Since that's the case, we won't talk nonsense with you. Today, the ten of us will set up the Ten Absolute Arrays in front of your camp. The heavens are kind and will allow you a hundred days. If you can break the array, we will return to Golden Ao Island and not set foot in the South Continent again. "
"However, if you can't break it …" The Goddess of Golden Light's face was cold. "Just one of the ten array formations can exterminate all living beings within 5,000 kilometers."
Extermination …
That word could not be used casually.
At that moment, Yang Jian had the urge to attack directly. The mystical ability of the 72 Transformations had already appeared in his mind.
"Senior Brother! Why do we have to wait for them to set up the array? "Nezha shouted from behind, making Yang Jian calm down.
If Yang Jian was the only one there, he would not have any doubts about fighting the ten Heavenly Lords. However, today, there were hundreds of thousands of troops below and countless mortals behind him.
The murderous aura of the ten Heavenly Lords was surging. Clearly, a few of them had killed many people. The Goddess of Golden Light's words were not just a threat.
"Alright," Yang Jian said calmly. "Just set up the array."
Nezha wanted to say something, but his eldest brother, Jinzha, pressed his shoulder and whispered a few words.
On the other side, Wen Zhong seemed to be frowning. As the Grand Tutor of the Shang Dynasty, he naturally wanted the ten Heavenly Lords to set up the array formation and kill the Zhou Army there to resolve the danger of Shang Chui.
"In that case, you can leave the camp and break the array in three days!"
The Goddess of Golden Light said that directly. Apart from sighing softly, Wen Zhong did not say anything.
Since the letter of challenge had been issued, they would see the results in three days.
Wen Zhong returned to the military camp and was naturally a little unhappy. In the end, he could not help but go to the tent where the ten Heavenly Lords were staying and ask about what had happened today.
"Fellow Daoists, why did you still give Yang Jian a chance to break the array?"
The ten Heavenly Lords looked at each other and smiled.
The Goddess of Golden Light smiled and said, "Grand Tutor, do you really think that the array formation we set up is to kill mortals? The Ten Absolute Arrays were named the Ten Absolute Arrays. Once the ten arrays were set up, they would only stop after killing ten disciples of Chanism. Grand Tutor, don't be anxious. If we kill those disciples of Chanism, won't the Zhou Nation's army be destroyed with a flip of our hands? "
Only then did Grand Tutor Wen feel relieved. He bowed to the ten Heavenly Lords with a Dao salute and looked ashamed. "I was just too concerned. Ah, I really can't bear to watch this foundation be destroyed."
"Don't worry. There are fifty Great Daos and forty-nine Heavenly Evolutions. Jie School will intercept that chance of survival," Bai Li said with a smile. Grand Tutor Wen felt relieved when he heard that.
A chance of survival …
After walking out of the tent, Wen Zhong hesitated. He stared at the afterglow of the setting sun in the west and fell into a daze.
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