"Disciple-Nephew, rest more in the next few days. There are still five arrays waiting for you to break."
"Aunt-Master, take care."
"Yes, go back."
The Perfected Lord Qing Xu waved his hand. Yang Jian stood outside the tent and watched as the two Uncle-Masters returned to the tent at the side. He was stunned for a moment before he turned around and returned to the tent.
His main tent had already become an immortal's home. Immortal light flickered everywhere, and immortal aura was dense. It was like a Daoist temple in the army.
If not for the fact that the Zhou Army had been disciplined by Zhi Jian and the others and that the soldiers were already used to the immortals, there might have been a commotion here and they would have been worshiped in a temple.
Yang Jian had broken five arrays in a row. The twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism had also obtained something. Although Yang Jian had taken a few decent treasures, they had still gone through the God-Conferment Tribulation.
As long as the twelve Golden Immortals returned to the mountain later, they would be able to get rid of the calamity. It would be quite beneficial for the twelve Golden Immortals.
However, Yang Jian felt that things would not be that simple.
Ten Absolute Arrays …
According to the God-Conferment story that he knew, the immortals of Jie School would appear to rescue them during the Ten Absolute Arrays. The various gods would also appear for the first time, such as Daoist Lu Ya.
Zhao Gongming, who was more familiar with Yang Jian, had died there. The Three Xiao Immortals had been angry and set up the Nine-Turn Yellow River Array because of that.
Zhao Gongming …
Three Xiao Immortals …
He had always had a good impression of Zhao Gongming and Yun Xiao. There were very few cultivators who were so loyal and had such feelings of friendship.
There was also the mischievous Qiong Xiao. Yang Jian recalled the past between him and Qiong Xiao in the Xuanyuan Tomb and could not help but smile.
If the Three Xiao Immortals really attacked, would he kill them if he had the chance?
There was also Zhao Gongming. He might suddenly appear in the Shang army camp in a few days. Could he kill Zhao Gongming and snatch his Sea-Calming Divine Pearl?
The battle between the two sects would determine life and death.
In the original God-Conferment story, Zhao Gongming died under the Seven Arrows Book. His death was miserable and rather tragic.
The Sea-Calming Divine Pearl landed in the hands of Daoist Randeng. After that, the Western Sect turned into the Buddhist Sect. The Sea-Calming Divine Pearl followed Randeng into the world. The twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls evolved into the twenty-four heavens and became a precious treasure of the Buddhist Sect. It suppressed the destiny of the Buddhist Sect.
If the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl fell into the hands of Daoist Randeng, it would only benefit the Western Sect in the future.
At this time, Yang Jian's eyes could not be fully opened, but he had already made up his mind.
If Zhao Gongming were to help Wen Zhong, he would not show any mercy!
Yang Jian sighed softly and walked into his small tent. He sat back on the bed and used the immortal spring water that the Daoist Path Heavenly Lord had given him to carefully wash his eyes. The burning sensation in his eyes gradually subsided, and he was slowly able to open his eyes to their usual state.
Now that the Red Sand Array had been broken, the next thing to worry about was the Heavenly Ultimate Array.
Why don't we invite Shibo Hiroshige to go with us to break the Absolute Heaven Formation and deal with Qin Wan first. The remaining formations won't be a problem.
"That's good too." Yang Jian slept with his clothes on and slowly closed his eyes. He was waiting for the Golden Crow to rise in the east and end the five-day period in advance before continuing to break the Ten Absolute Arrays.
After a few days of fighting, Yang Jian was a little tired. He lay on the small bed and soon snored softly.
When the soldiers guarding outside the door heard that, they gestured for the figures who passed by to keep quiet, lest they disturb the Prime Minister's rest.
In the Zhou Army, he was already treated as the War God of the army. His prestige was already unparalleled.
Yang Jian's plan was to break the formation as soon as the sky brightened. Who knew that before the sky brightened, reinforcements had already arrived in Wen Zhong's camp. This reinforcements was none other than Zhao Gongming, who was supposed to be in the predicament this time.
Dong! Dong …
Yang Jian was woken up by the sound of drums in his sleep. He hurriedly stood up, casually put on his armor, and rushed out of the tent. He looked up and saw the twelve Golden Immortals standing in the sky.
"Prime Minister! The Shang army has challenged! "
Yang Jian scanned with his spiritual senses and was instantly speechless.
Wen Zhong had actually passed the Ten Absolute Array and led a troop to wave the flag and shout. On his left stood Deng Xin, Zhang Tao, and the other four generals who were bandits. On his right stood the remaining five Heavenly Lords.
The auras of the twelve Golden Immortals had locked onto the Ten Absolute Array. Why did they dare to leave the array?
It was because the Daoist riding on the white-furred tiger in front of Wen Zhong was none other than Zhao Gongming!
This was really a case of thinking about someone …
The personal disciple of the Grandmaster of Heaven had just arrived last night. He directly entered the Ten Absolute Array and wanted to bring the five Heavenly Lords back to the island.
Qin Wan and the others were thinking of revenge. How could they be willing to leave? When they saw Zhao Gongming, all of them looked sorrowful. The Goddess of Golden Light could not help but cry. She only told him about how Yang Jian and the twelve Golden Immortals had broken the array.
The five Heavenly Lords had died without a complete corpse. They had all been killed by Yang Jian and the twelve Golden Immortals. No matter how good Zhao Gongming's temper was, he was still burning with anger.
However, when Zhao Gongming heard Yang Jian's name, he was a little hesitant.
The gratitude for saving his life in the past was stuck in the battle between the two sects. It made him feel rather uncomfortable.
Qin Wan shouted hatefully, "Senior Brother Zhao! You have to seek justice for us! "
Zhao Gongming was a little vexed. He nodded slightly and went to the camp to see Wen Zhong. There was such a scene that Yang Jian had seen.
At that moment, Zhao Gongming was still not thinking about how he should fight later or how he should kill a few of the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism to avenge his five junior brothers.
What he was thinking about was how to make the twelve Golden Immortals apologize and take the initiative to retreat. He had to take care of Jie School's pride and bring the remaining five Heavenly Lords back to Golden Ao Island …
The moment Zhao Gongming appeared, the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism immediately flew out of the tent. Perfected Taiyi had already planned to attack, but he was stopped by Red Essence.
The twelve Golden Immortals did not speak, and Zhao Gongming did not say anything either. They seemed to be waiting for the main character to appear.
From afar, Zhao Gongming saw the troops and horses surging in the Zhou camp. Yang Jian stood on the bronze chariot and led ten thousand cavalry out of the camp. His armor reflected the rising sun and looked majestic.
Hiroshige smiled and said, "Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, Jie School has sent reinforcements. If his words conflict, just call us to attack."
Most of the twelve Golden Immortals nodded. Only Yuding Zhenren stood with his hands behind his back and did not say anything.
Yang Jian turned around and bowed to the immortals. Then, he went straight to the Shang army.
A kilometer away, the ten thousand cavalry of the Zhou Army spread out their formation. Their killing intent condensed into clouds.
This place was not far from the remaining five arrays of the Ten Absolute Arrays. Although Qin Wan and the others had left the array, the five arrays had not dispersed. They were still accumulating murderous aura.
Zhao Gongming was hesitating about what to say when Yang Jian shouted coldly, "Who are you?"
Zhao Gongming was stunned. Then, he understood what Yang Jian meant.
On the battlefield, if they were enemies, they would not care about the past.
"Zhao Gongming of the Luofu Cave of Mount Emei," Zhao Gongming replied in a low voice and said, "When I was on Golden Ao Island, I heard that your Chanism used the power of the God Conferment to bully the cultivators of my sect! Is that true? "
Yang Jian said coldly, "Your words are confusing right and wrong. The Ten Absolute Arrays are still behind you. It's obvious that the ten Heavenly Lords do not know the heavens. They actually tried to use such an extermination array to kill the millions of people of the Western Zhou Dynasty! This matter is dangerous, so I invited the immortals in the sect to break these evil arrays! Such a cultivator and such a murderous aura actually came from Jie School. It's really puzzling. "
Qin Wan rebuked angrily, "Yang Jian! No matter how glib your tongue is! Senior Brother Zhao is here today. I will definitely make you pay with your blood! "
Zhao Gongming glared at Qin Wan. The latter was completely unaware. He had already made up his mind to drag Zhao Gongming down and take revenge for his five dead immortal friends.
"Ha." Yang Jian jumped down from the war chariot. He held the three pointed, double-edged spear in his hand. His eyes surged with fighting intent as he locked onto Zhao Gongming.
"If that's the case, why say so much? Let's fight! "
"Wait!"
Zhao Gongming finally spoke. He rode on the white tiger and said in a low voice, "Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, why don't we find a secluded place and have a good talk?"
Yang Jian frowned slightly and shook his head gently. "I respect you as a senior. We have interacted many times in the past. However, since you're standing opposite me today, you're my enemy. There's no need to talk anymore."
"The three sects are one family. Kunlun is connected!"
Zhao Gongming sighed and said, "A calamity is just a calamity. There are naturally other ways to deal with it. The cultivators of the Dao Sect cultivate their minds and Dharma spells and mystical abilities. Isn't it all to avoid calamity? Why is it that today, the Dao we cultivate and the Dharma techniques we study are actually so brave and ruthless!? "
Yang Jian was silent. Qin Wan looked ashamed, but Wen Zhong pondered.
No matter how he looked at it, Zhao Gongming did not seem to be there to kill the enemy and take revenge. He was actually talking about such logic in front of the array.
He raised the three pointed, double-edged spear. Yang Jian's voice was a little indifferent. "What you said is just child's play to me. I cultivate combat techniques for the sake of fighting and killing enemies! "
"Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, why do you have to force me?" Zhao Gongming continued, "Today, I'm here to save the few of them. The matter of becoming a god is difficult to understand. Let's not care about his future!"
"Since you're here to save them, why did you enter the array personally?"
"This …" Zhao Gongming hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "Chanism killed my five junior brothers. I naturally have to give an explanation."
Yang Jian was so angry that he laughed. Aren't we still going to fight?
Zhao Gongming immediately said, "Disciple-Nephew, you should apologize today. After the God Conferment is over, you can come to Golden Ao Island to apologize and save the face of our sect. This matter can be resolved."
Qin Wan said anxiously, "Then my five fellow immortals will die in vain!"
"They didn't really die, but they entered the God roll." Zhao Gongming tried his best to persuade him. "Are we going to fight to the death with the Chan School here today? How much damage will the disciples of the sect suffer? Master has ordered that the disciples of our sect are not to leave the mountain. Don't you remember anything? "
Qin Wan was speechless. His eyes were filled with grief and indignation. "I definitely won't leave today. I want to fight them to the death! "
"You! I'm so angry! "
Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming, who was a little angry at Qin Wan. He suddenly felt that it was rare and precious for the three sects to have such a "pure" personal disciple of the Saint.
In the Primordial World, for treasures, opportunities, and cultivation, which cultivator did not have their hands stained with blood?
"Forget it." Zhao Gongming said to Qin Wan, "Today, I'll let the twelve Golden Immortals of Chanism apologize to you. How about that?"
Qin Wan closed his eyes and remained silent. Clearly, he did not want to care about Zhao Gongming.
Zhao Gongming sat on the white tiger. The white tiger was an immortal beast that he had casually captured on the way to increase his power.
Originally, Zhao Gongming's thoughts were very simple. He could resolve the calamity today by saying that the three sects were friendly.
However, he did not expect that Yang Jian's side was filled with killing intent. Qin Wan and the others were surrounded by murderous auras. Even the eyes of the Goddess of Golden Light, who was as gentle as water, were filled with hatred and anger.
The Great Tribulation was indeed a Great Tribulation.
Zhao Gongming raised his head and sighed. "Forget it. I won't care about this matter anymore. Just take care."
After saying that, Zhao Gongming rode the white tiger and turned to leave. Qin Wan had already sent a voice transmission to the other four Heavenly Lords. He immediately returned to his respective array formations and continued to think of a way to kill Yang Jian.
Stop Zhao Gongming?
Yang Jian hesitated and did not say anything. He only felt that Zhao Gongming was a little … too weak. He was not as decisive and ruthless as the Goddess of Golden Spirit.
At that moment, a low shout sounded from the Zhou Army camp.
"Why did the disciples let Zhao Gongming of Jie School leave so calmly!?!"
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