The two Daira Jinxian who came uninvited said that they had a way to break Zhao Gongming's Sea-Calming Divine Pearl. Although the immortals of Chanism were curious, they did not lose their composure.
On the other hand, Deputy Sect Master Randeng rushed out. The meaning behind it was worth pondering.
In such a situation, it was not appropriate for the twelve Golden Immortals to appear because of their seniority. It was reasonable and appropriate for Yang Jian to greet them.
Yang Jian led the two Daira Jinxian into the military camp. On the way, Cao Bao and Xiao Shen took the initiative to introduce themselves. Yang Jian did not have a deep impression of them, but Yang Jian had heard of their treasures for a long time.
The Copper Coin of Treasurefall.
In the original God-Conferment story, Zhao Gongming had lost the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl because of the Copper Coin of Treasurefall. The two of them had indeed come according to luck.
The script of the God-Conferment seemed to be controlled by one hand and could not be changed too much.
A thought flashed across Yang Jian's mind. He smiled and lifted the curtain of the tent. "Seniors, please come in. Please take a seat."
"Well …"
Cao Bao and Xiao Shen looked at each other and saw the shock in each other's eyes.
The twelve Golden Immortals sat at the side. Immortal light was ethereal, and they each had their own bearing. Such a situation was rare in the world.
Daoist Randeng sat in the main seat like a withered tree, but he gave off an inexplicable pressure.
Yang Jian had already ordered someone to move the meditation cushion over. It was opposite the twelve Golden Immortals. When Cao Bao and Xiao Shen were pulled to their seats by Yang Jian, their Dao hearts were a little unstable. After all, in terms of seniority, the two Itinerant Immortals were also disciples of Chanism. However, they were Yang Jian's grand-disciples …
"The two of you have come from afar. There's no need to be reserved." Hiroshige smiled and said, "The two of you previously mentioned that you have a Dharma treasure to defeat the enemy. I wonder if you can take a look with me?"
"Of course, of course." Cao Bao looked at Xiao Shen. Xiao Shen's expression was tense. He stood up and fumbled in his sleeve for a while before clenching his fist.
Yang Jian could not help but make guesses by the side.
If the two Bodiless Immortals didn't find anything when they opened their fists, would they be slapped to death by their Martial Uncles and Martial Uncles if they said 'Are you happy?' or 'Are you surprised?'
Xiao Shen opened his palm, and a small copper coin floated up. The copper coin was like a living thing, with two light red wings on its back. It was like a moth fluttering lightly as it floated in Xiao Shen's palm.
The small copper coin seemed to be covered in grease, but it seemed to have a spirit of its own. It seemed to be observing the figures in the tent.
"Eh?" Huang Long said with surprise, "Could this treasure be the legendary Copper Coin of Treasurefall?"
"Not bad, you are really knowledgeable," Xiao Shen nodded and praised. He smiled contentedly, "With this treasure, I can naturally obtain Zhao Gongming's Sea-Calming Divine Pearl."
Randeng, who was in the main seat, said, "In that case, why don't you go out and challenge Zhao Gongming?"
Cao Bao and Xiao Shen were about to nod in agreement when Yang Jian suddenly stepped forward and held Cao Bao's body that was about to stand up. He held Xiao Shen's arm …
Yang Jian smiled and said, "The two of you have come from afar. You must be tired from the journey. Naturally, you need to rest. We can't go out and fight to the death as soon as we arrive. This will make people say that the immortals of Chanism are unreasonable. We will inevitably be mocked. "
Cao Bao and Xiao Shen were confused.
Randeng stared at Yang Jian and said in a low voice, "Yang Jian, you are a disciple of the Jade Void Palace and have been bestowed the God roll by the Sect Master. Why are you so lazy? How can a cultivator be tired from the journey? "
"Deputy Sect Master, are you afraid that the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl will run away on its own?" Yang Jian asked with a chuckle.
Randeng said, "I came here today at your request to help you break the Ten Absolute Arrays. Now, you are so lazy. If the Sect Master finds out, I'm afraid it will be inappropriate."
"Deputy Sect Master, you are usually busy. You must have remembered wrongly. I invited Uncle-Masters and Aunt-Masters, but you came uninvited, right?"
At that moment, Yang Jian deliberately pushed Randeng to the opposite side, but he had many considerations.
A sharp glint flashed across Randeng's eyes. "According to what you said, I came to help, but I helped the wrong person?"
"The problem is that the Deputy Sect Master did not help much." Yang Jian stood there calmly and said, "What kind of mystical abilities does Grandmaster have? There were many things in the Three Realms, the past and the future. Grandmaster naturally wouldn't miss anything. If Deputy Sect Master thinks that I'm rude, you can return to the Jade Void Palace and ask Grandmaster to punish me for my disrespect. However, today, Deputy Sect Master, please sit high in the Zhou Camp of West Qi. "
After saying that, he flung his sleeve. It was as if he had really slapped Randeng's face.
Randeng seemed to be burning with anger, but he forcefully suppressed it with his mental cultivation. He nodded gently and closed his eyes to rest. He did not say anything else.
Yang Jian pursed his lips in his heart.
Second Disciple and Fifth Disciple had indeed come for the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl!
Such a mighty figure who had lived since ancient times must have extraordinary deductive abilities. He must have long known that there was a profit to be made in that place. That was why he came uninvited.
When Zhao Gongming appeared, Randeng probably knew what he was plotting. When he saw the Copper Coin of Treasurefall appear, Randeng was probably eager …
Ha!
It would have been fine if Yang Jian did not know about the Buddha of the Past. However, Yang Jian knew it well. How could he be willing to let the treasures of the Dao Sect fall into the hands of the Western Sect?
If the twenty-four Sea-Calming Divine Pearls really landed later and Randeng snatched them, Yang Jian would have to ask his master to attack and fight him even if he had to fall out with him.
"The two of you, please rest for a while."
Yang Jian chuckled and said. Cao Bao and Xiao Shen secretly sent a voice transmission and muttered a few words. They had already roughly understood the discord in Chanism. They did not dare to say anything and sat obediently.
The young third-generation disciple did not seem to have relied on the protection of his sect to reach where he was today …
Deputy Sect Master Randeng was an ancient mighty figure. He was known as a green lamp that would exist forever, but he was contradicted by a third-generation disciple.
Most importantly, Randeng did not dare to kill his disciple directly. He did not even dare to be angry. He closed his eyes and did not say anything.
"Someone, serve some wine and delicacies. Pass the order to the three armies. After noon, we will form an array to face the enemy. "
Yang Jian gave two simple orders and sat below Xiao Shen and Cao Bao. He ignored Randeng and began to discuss with the twelve Golden Immortals about the candidates to defeat the enemy later.
Actually, it would be simple to let Yuding Zhenren attack.
However, Yang Jian saw that his master seemed to be in a daze and could not bear to disturb him.
After another round of hidden negotiations, Yang Jian firmly rejected Manjusri and Samantabhadra's request to come out. Later, he, Perfected Taiyi, and Chijing Zi would attack. Cao Bao and Xiao Shen would cooperate and fight Zhao Gongming together.
The army served wine. On behalf of the Immortals of Chanism, Yang Jian toasted Xiao Shen and Cao Bao three times. His tone was polite and not arrogant at all.
Cao Bao and Xiao Shen gradually relaxed. It didn't take long for them to become more familiar with Yang Jian, and they gradually relaxed a lot.
After noon, the Zhou camp beat the drums. The twelve Golden Immortals rose into the sky. Randeng rode a deer and stood high in the sky.
Yuding Zhenren looked up at Randeng. Then, he still looked like he was in a daze and everything had nothing to do with him.
Yang Jian rode a cloud and brought Cao Bao and Xiao Shen forward to challenge them. Perfected Taiyi and Chijing Zi slowly flew behind them.
Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Cao Bao said in a low voice, "To be honest, Prime Minister, the two of us came to the South Continent today to leave our names on the God roll and enter the Celestial Court to become immortals. If the Prime Minister has any orders, just say it. The two of us will definitely do our best! "
"That's right. Prime Minister, you are the Perfected Lord of the Celestial Court. You are also in charge of the God Conferment. Please take care of us," Xiao Shen said.
Yang Jian turned around and cupped his hands at the two of them. He was silent for a while and only responded softly when they were about to reach the Ten Extreme Arrays.
"Don't you know the dangers of the God-Conferment Tribulation?" Yang Jian said, "Since the two of you have said that, Yang Jian will definitely not let the two of you take risks easily. After today's matter, the two of you can just get an easy job in the army."
Cao Bao and Xiao Shen looked at each other and bowed to Yang Jian to express their gratitude.
Yang Jian did not expect that there would be Daira Jinxian who would take the initiative to enter the God-Conferment Tribulation in order to become an official of the Celestial Court …
Isn't it good to be carefree?
However, on careful thought, why would the many cultivators hiding in the South Continent, such as Xin Huan, participate in the Great Tribulation of the Dao Sect if not for the sake of entering the Celestial Court to become an immortal?
Yang Jian had always looked down on the Celestial Court, which was in charge of the Three Realms. Today, Yang Jian's impression of it changed.
Stopping the cloud, Yang Jian called out.
"The general of the Shang army is going out to fight!"
Upon hearing Yang Jian's shout, Wen Zhong, who was supposed to leave the camp, immediately looked at Zhao Gongming and bowed. "Uncle-Master, please attack!"
"He's calling for the general of the Shang army." Zhao Gongming stood up helplessly and put down the teacup in his hand. "Forget it. I'll go and fight again."
After saying that, he rode a cloud and left the Shang army camp. He passed the Ten Absolute Arrays and faced Yang Jian thousands of feet away.
Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian with a complicated expression. He cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian has come to challenge me. Do you want to fight me personally?"
"That's right." Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming with respect in his eyes. He said seriously, "Today, I still respect you as a senior. It's not because of your profound Dharma powers, but because you're willing to take care of the overall situation of the Dao Sect."
Zhao Gongming stroked his beard and sighed. "We should not be enemies."
"But this is the Great Tribulation of the Dao Sect! I was ordered by Grandmaster to control the God roll and assist King Wu of Zhou to prosper. I will replace the Shang Dynasty! " Yang Jian looked at Zhao Gongming. "I heard from Uncle-Master that back then, the three sects signed the God roll. Senior, you were also in the Green Touring Palace. Why are you still so ignorant? You're so perverse. "
Zhao Gongming was speechless by Yang Jian's words. He shook his head and said, "This is really not what I want. However, a large sect has the dignity of a large sect. The disciples of the sect can sacrifice their lives for this. There's no need to talk about fate."
Yang Jian said, "In that case, I have another piece of advice."
Zhao Gongming looked at Yang Jian and waited for him to continue.
"If you retreat now, we will still be friends in the future. After you become a god, we can still sit and discuss the Dao, drink tea, and brew wine. If you don't leave today, don't blame me for being ruthless. "Yang Jian closed his eyes.
Zhao Gongming looked emotional. His gaze landed behind Yang Jian. He pinched his fingers and deduced, as if he had calculated something.
However, Zhao Gongming did not take it to heart. He said, "Why don't we both take a step back?"
"I can't even take half a step back, let alone one step." Yang Jian opened his eyes. Flames burned in his eyes, and the aura around him grew crazily.
His body was mysterious, and his blood aura surged into the sky. A wisp of smoke met the waves!
With the three pointed, double-edged spear in his hand, Yang Jian slowly walked forward in the air. Perfected Taiyi and Chi Jingzi stood still.
Yang Jian had previously requested that he fight Zhao Gongming alone. If he was no match for him, he would attack him together.
A white shadow shot out from Mount Qi and circled around Yang Jian a few times before turning into a White Dog Divine Mastiff.
Howling Celestial Dog!
A seven-colored light flickered on Yang Jian's forehead. Many changes of the 72 Transformations lingered in his heart.
"Why don't we let Taiyi and the others attack together?" Zhao Gongming grabbed the whip and looked at Yang Jian. He could not bear to see it.
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