Outside the Zhou Army's camp, the immortal light kept fluctuating. Sometimes, it turned into immortal birds, and sometimes, it condensed into divine beasts, causing the soldiers of the Zhou Army to pay their respects.
Nezha and the others quickly rushed to the gate. When they saw the immortal light shining, they did not see anyone inside. They immediately felt that it was mysterious.
Such a formation naturally alarmed the ten Heavenly Lords in the various arrays of the Ten Absolute Arrays and Wen Zhong in the Shang army.
Grand Tutor Wen had long expected that there would be immortals coming from Chanism. He was still thinking about who would come, but he did not expect them to arrive so late. It had already been fifty days before there was any movement.
Seeing that the power of the Ten Absolute Arrays was increasing every day, Wen Zhong naturally felt more at ease. He only felt that with the ten Heavenly Lords there, he would definitely succeed today.
There were 800,000 troops, and the rations were so far away. Wen Zhong had many things to worry about. Fortunately, the five passes had sufficient rations, and there were no obstacles for the Shang Dynasty to mobilize rations. Otherwise, the Shang army would not be able to take it.
Grand Tutor Wen heaved a sigh of relief when he saw the immortal light that filled the sky in front of the Zhou camp.
The decisive battle had already arrived.
Wen Zhong ordered the armies to prepare for battle. The Shang army camp, which had been silent for a long time, finally sounded with rumbling drums.
This time, the army was no longer exhausted from the long journey. They had long understood the surrounding terrain. If they could not defeat the Zhou army …
Wen Zhong snorted coldly and ignored it.
On Golden Ao Island, in front of the Green Touring Palace hidden in the clouds, the three top mighty figures, the Goddess of Golden Spirit, the Goddess of Wudang, and the Goddess of Turtle Spirit, looked at the land of West Qi from afar.
They were naturally alarmed by the immortal light that appeared in West Qi. They came out of seclusion and stood there quietly.
The Goddess of Turtle Spirit looked like a young girl, and the Goddess of Wudang had a beautiful face. For a great mystical ability like her who had profound Dharma powers, she had a heart and a Dao in her heart. Naturally, she would not be ugly.
"Senior Sister, Qin Wan and the others seem to be in trouble," the Goddess of Turtle Spirit said worriedly.
"Master has ordered that the disciples of our sect cannot enter the South Continent. The ten of them have already gone to the South Continent to deal with the Great Tribulation," the Goddess of Golden Spirit said softly. "That Yang Jian can't be killed at all. It's useless if we go."
The Goddess of Turtle Spirit asked softly, "Are we just going to watch like this?"
"Just don't look." The Goddess of Incongruence flicked her sleeve. Her Rainbow Immortal Robe swayed gently as she turned around and walked back into Green Touring Palace. "I ignored Master's orders. Why should I care about them? Our sect has so many disciples, we don't lack them. "
Although these words were harsh, the Goddess of Turtle Spirit could not refute them.
The Goddess of Golden Spirit also said, "There's no need to look any further. The Immortals of Chanism will definitely send out experts this time. They want to regain the dignity that we lost previously."
The Goddess of Turtle Spirit asked softly, "Master, why don't you let us go against Chanism? Why should we be afraid of them? "
"How can we guess Master's intentions?" Although the Goddess of Golden Spirit said that, the corners of her mouth revealed a helpless smile.
The Grandmaster of Heaven was one of the Three Pure Ones because of their old relationship.
The supreme treasures that the Grandmaster of Heaven held were the Four Immortal Vanquishing Swords. They were mainly used to kill, but they could not suppress the destiny of Jie School. The Grandmaster of Heaven also accepted disciples widely. There were good and bad people in Jie School. The destiny of a sect was very different from the Pangu Banner that suppressed destiny and only accepted immortals of the source of fortune. That was the second reason.
When the Great Tribulation descended, it was a competition of Dharma powers and mystical abilities, but it was also a competition of luck and opportunities.
Yang Jian's destiny was enhanced. The two top mighty figures, the Goddess of Golden Spirit and the Black Clouds Immortal, could not kill him. Instead, his Xuan Body was close to perfection after Nirvana and became more troublesome.
That was proof.
"Luck, heh."
The Goddess of Golden Spirit's figure disappeared, leaving behind a complicated sigh.
There was mockery and faint disdain.
In the Star Picking Tower of the Shang King's Palace in Chaoge City.
Di Xin did not attend morning court today. After he woke up, he ordered someone to set up a banquet and pulled his beloved concubine, Daji, to drink and have fun.
Suddenly, Di Xin felt frustrated. Daji's enchanting figure danced in front of him. However, Di Xin's eyes were absent-minded as he looked at the west.
"King? Are you still asleep? "
Daji walked over with a smile. She was only wearing a strapless shirt under her chiffon dress. Every inch of her skin emitted an intoxicating luster.
Di Xin chuckled and pulled Daji into his arms domineeringly. He picked up the wine glass and sent it to her mouth.
Daji drank and her eyes were blurry.
However, Di Xin did not jump on his horse and whip like he usually did. Instead, he asked, "How long do you think the Grand Preceptor will take to conquer West Qi?"
Daji chuckled and said, "Why worry, Your Majesty? I heard that the Grand Preceptor is an expert. He can naturally win every battle and defeat every attack. West Qi is just a barbarian land. It's just that some evil immortals are helping him. That's why I delayed the Grand Preceptor for a while. "
"Ah." Di Xin sighed softly and asked, "When will the immortals come and play with me again, my beloved concubine?"
Immortals?
That Imperial Uncle of yours has long burned it to ashes!
Daji sighed softly in her heart and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, immortals are not idle every day. Moreover, I will have to lose a few years of my lifespan every time I call them over …"
"Why didn't you say so earlier, my beloved?" Di Xin immediately blamed himself and hugged Daji in his arms. "My beloved concubine, you still have to live in love with me until the end of your life. You can't summon immortals anymore. You can't summon immortals anymore."
Di Xin naturally could not see that the eyes of his beloved concubine in his arms flickered, but she could not bear to …
The dragon tent on Zhai Xing Pavilion was warm.
If the murmurs were not in such a high court, there might be another story.
…
In front of the Zhou Camp in West Qi.
The immortal light had already filled the air for an hour. Yang Jian and Nezha stood outside the Yuan Gate and waited. After thinking about it, Yang Jian still sent someone to invite King Wu over. He only said that the immortals of Chanism would come here later.
King Wu naturally bathed and changed his clothes. He led the three thousand light cavalry and jumped onto the horse.
"Your Majesty." Yang Jian led the generals in the camp to welcome him. The armored soldiers held their breaths and focused. Their spirits were high.
When King Wu saw such an imposing army, he was naturally delighted. He pulled Yang Jian's arm and walked around the camp.
Yang Jian asked him to go to the tent to rest. King Wu waved his hand and said that he would welcome the immortals first. He stood beside Yang Jian at the Yuan Gate and looked at the immortal light that filled the sky.
Ji Fa sighed softly and said, "My regret is that I can't cultivate. However, I'm the ruler of the Zhou Nation. If I have to put down the thousands of people and go to the mountains to cultivate, I will have let down the trust of the people."
"Your Majesty's magnanimity is really admirable." Yang Jian smiled and said, "Your Majesty, you have condensed the dragon luck of the world in this life and become a wise ruler. After a hundred years, you can naturally enter the Reincarnation Heavenly Dao and enjoy the blessings of a hundred lifetimes."
Ji Fa could not stop laughing. He held the sword hanging on his waist and said, "Minister, you're really … The other ministers say that I live as long as the heavens and prosper forever. You directly pointed out my mortal body and made me feel awkward."
Such joking words did not make him seem lonely.
The generals behind the two of them immediately lowered their heads and did not dare to speak. If Yang Jian could be so casual, they did not dare to underestimate the King.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "These are all destined. Your Majesty, don't worry. Just be a good king and accumulate merit."
King Wu kept nodding and asked, "Then when the immortals come later, should I also pay my respects?"
"No." Yang Jian shook his head. "Your Majesty, you have to remember that the Human Emperor does not worship immortals and gods. He only worships the world. You can't kneel down to prevent the destiny of the human race from being damaged. "
"Human Emperor …"
King Wu muttered to himself and looked towards the east.
"I'll only be able to have that title on the day Prime Minister takes down Chaoge City."
Yang Jian smiled and did not say anything. He looked at his junior brothers and the dozens of generals of the Zhou Army behind him. All of them lowered their heads, including Nezha and Huang Tianhua.
"Prime Minister, when will the immortals arrive?"
Yang Jian's spiritual senses swept tens of thousands of kilometers, but he did not see any trace of the Immortal of Chanism. He guessed that he was going to use his teleportation mystical ability to appear, so he said, "Please wait a moment, Your Majesty. I'll have to invite them."
King Wu asked, "Do we need to prepare a sacrifice?"
"There's no need to be so meticulous." Yang Jian shook his head and walked forward. His armor was illuminated by the immortal light.
Yang Jian arrived outside the Yuan Gate and stood at the edge of the immortal light. He said, "Disciple Yang Jian is trapped in front of the Ten Extremes Array today. I am not strong enough and am afraid that it will bring disaster to millions of mortals. Therefore, I respectfully ask for the help of the immortal elders of the sect to revive the foundation of the Zhou Dynasty and save the people from disaster!"
As soon as he finished speaking, thunder rumbled in the clear sky.
Yang Jian pursed his lips. These people were indeed waiting for him to invite them.
They cared about their reputation. It was only natural for Yang Jian to be younger.
Immediately, Lingzhi mushroom-shaped immortal clouds appeared in the immortal light, and twelve of them appeared in a row.
Above these twelve immortal clouds, there were twelve figures seated on praying mats. They gradually condensed from illusory to corporeal.
Who was it?
Hiroshige of the Peach Blossom Cave in the Nine Immortal Mountain.
Taihua Mountain's Cloud Heaven Cave's Red Essence Crystal.
Perfected Huang Long of Magu Cave on Two Immortal Mountain.
Perfected Taiyi of the Golden Light Cave of the Qianyuan Mountain.
Manjusri of the Five Dragon Mountain's Cloud Heaven Cave, Lord Guang Fa;
Daoist Cihang of Lujia Cave of Mount Putuo.
Yuding Zhenren, Jinxia Cave, Yuquan Mountain;
The Flying Cloud Cave of the Dragon Clipping Mountain is afraid of having a grandson.
Great Daoist Master Numinous Treasure of Kongtong Mountain's Primordial Yang Cave.
Perfected Samantabhadra of Nine Palace Mountain's White Crane Cave.
Heavenly Venerable Daoxing of Golden Court Mountain's Jade House Cave.
Green Peak Mountain's Purple Sun Cave's Pure Void Perfected Lord!
These twelve Immortals were all sage-like Taoist nuns. Each of them was a master who had attained the Dao.
They were Perfected Immortals with deep blessings and long Dharma powers!
The twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism gathered. In an instant, auspicious clouds appeared in the sky. Immortal cranes circled and Dao children chanted sutras. More than ten figures walked out of the immortal light and stood below. They were the disciples who had followed their master, the Pure Immortals who were cultivating in the sect.
Lei Zhenzi was also among them. He was rather eye-catching among the group of handsome immortals.
Yang Jian bowed and said, "Greetings, Uncle-Masters and Uncle-Masters! Greetings, Master!"
Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Jinzha, Muzha, and Huang Tianhua walked forward at the same time and bowed. They said the same thing.
King Wu could not stand it. He looked at the twelve Golden Immortals and led the officials forward.
"I am extremely grateful that all the immortals have come to help my Zhou Nation. Please accept my bow!"
At that moment, King Wu cupped his hands and bowed to the ground.
The immortals did not dare to accept the bow of King Wu, who had the destiny of the Human Emperor. They all stood up and bowed. That had nothing to do with cultivation level. It was because the laws of the world were like that.
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian?" Hiroshige smiled and said, "Is this the Ten Absolute Arrays?"
Yang Jian said, "That's right. This is the Ten Absolute Arrays. There are dangers in them." After pondering for a while, Yang Jian said, "Uncle-Masters, Uncle-Masters, Master, please take a seat in the tent. Let's discuss the way to break the array."
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