Wen Zhong rode the Black Qilin and looked into the wide valley that was shrouded in smoke. However, he saw that there were no ambushes in the valley. There was no one on either side of the valley.
However, Wen Zhong felt a little uneasy. He stopped for a long time and waited for the pursuers led by Nezha and Huang Tianhua to arrive. Only then did he steel his heart and order the army to quickly pass through.
However, more than half of the Shang army had entered the valley. The misty clouds in the valley gradually dissipated. Wen Zhong's expression changed drastically.
On both sides, the armored soldiers pulled their bows and arrows. The rolling stones were ready to shoot.
In front of him, the densely packed elites of the Zhou Army blocked the exit of the valley. At a glance, there were at least tens of thousands of troops. They blocked the valley tightly.
Why can't my divine eyes see through the ambush?
Could it be that the heavens want to destroy the Shang Dynasty? Does the Heavenly Dao want to destroy the immortals of Jie School?
The cloud was naturally not an ordinary cloud. It was the Xuanqi that Yang Jian had released. At that moment, he put away Xuanqi again. Yang Jian did not lose much, but the effect was surprisingly good.
He raised his hand and the flag bearer behind him held his breath and focused.
Wen Zhong looked up and saw Yang Jian's figure. He glared at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's gaze was still calm and indifferent. He did not have any additional feelings or fluctuations. He lowered his raised arm.
Ten thousand arrows shot out, and rocks fell!
The Shang army in the valley was in chaos. Wen Zhong ignored everything and immediately used his Dao technique to kill the mortal soldiers. Even if he was plagued by negative karma and would be devoured by ten thousand spirits after his death, he did not hesitate.
However, Wen Zhong's strength was already a little weak compared to the current Feng Shen.
Yang Jian's figure disappeared from the cliff. Before Wen Zhong could react, he had already appeared in front of him. He kicked the Black Qilin and sent Wen Zhong and the Black Qilin flying into the sky.
"Grand Tutor!"
"Teacher!"
The generals and Wen Zhong's two disciples immediately turned pale with fright.
Yang Jian said, "Wen Zhong is already dead. Why don't you follow him loyally?"
Their expressions changed drastically. Before they could say anything else, Yang Jian had already chased after Wen Zhong.
Although Wen Zhong's light was completely suppressed by Yang Jian during the God-Conferment Tribulation, he was still a respectable opponent. He had worked hard for Great Shang for decades and didn't hesitate to delay his cultivation.
Yang Jian didn't say anything. He grabbed the three-pointed, double-edged spear and slashed out a brilliant arc of light.
When the commanders faced off against each other, they used their full strength. This gave Wen Zhong a decent ending.
The Black Qilin was sliced at the waist. Wen Zhong's Essence Spirit and immortal body were destroyed at the same time. A wisp of Essence Spirit escaped into the void and entered the God roll.
Yang Jian grabbed the three-tipped, double-edged spear and stood there proudly. He tossed Wen Zhong's corpse into the canyon and turned around to leave. “
"Teacher!"
"Teacher is already dead. What face do we have to continue living?!"
Yu Qing and Ji Li glanced at each other and committed suicide at the same time, following Wen Zhong into the Divine Seal Decree.
When the generals saw that, they saw the Zhou Army charging over from behind the canyon. The path ahead was blocked, and the arrows on both sides were endless. They immediately raised their heads and sighed, committing suicide.
Among the Shang army, many elites followed. Some immediately surrendered to the Zhou Army …
Yang Jian returned to the military camp and slept for half a day. When he woke up, he received the military report of a great victory.
In that battle, the Zhou Army destroyed nearly 500,000 troops of Wen Zhong with less than 10% of their losses. They killed 70% and captured 30%. Only tens of thousands of defeated soldiers escaped.
When King Wu heard the military report, he ordered the three armies to be rewarded. However, Yang Jian arranged for troops to be stationed at the border of the Zhou Nation. He was guarded by Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Nangong Shi, and the other generals.
Then, King Wucheng was transferred back to the rear by Yang Jian. He helped him with the daily military affairs and arranged everything properly.
"I'll be out for a few days. The Shang army's vitality is greatly injured. They won't attack for the time being." Yang Jian instructed King Wucheng. "My junior brothers in the army can be of great use. Tian Hua is also becoming more mature and stable. King Wucheng can order them around."
"When will the Prime Minister return?"
"I'm not sure. If anything happens in West Qi, he will definitely rush back immediately."
Huang Feihu heaved a sigh of relief when he heard that. He felt that if Yang Jian was not in West Qi, he would lose his backbone.
Even when he was once the Grand Marshal of the Shang Dynasty, Huang Feihu had never felt that way.
Yang Jian sent a voice transmission to his junior brothers and told them to lead the army well. Then, he went to the Martial King Palace.
Back then, the people who had moved west to avoid the war should move back.
Yang Jian mentioned the matter of advancing east. King Wu summoned San Yisheng and the other ministers to discuss it. He tacitly put King Wen Ji Chang's last words at the back of his mind. No one mentioned it.
The ministers were counting on the monarch to bring glory to his ancestors. King Wu naturally did not want to be a minister anymore. These were all human nature. Yang Jian only raised a few political opinions and took a few days off.
Where did he go?
Naturally, it was the East Ocean Dragon Palace. He asked Ao Xinke to investigate the whereabouts of the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl. He should go and bring his wife back personally.
Yang Jian wanted to take a leave, and King Wu was a little worried. In the end, Yang Jian had no choice but to leave a jade token. If anything happened, he could use it to send a message. Only then did King Wu's expression improve.
Previously, King Wu had seen the chaotic battle between the mighty figures of the Dao Sect. He could be said to be quite reliant on Yang Jian. He was also worried that the immortals of the Jie School would kill him, a mortal emperor, in a frenzy …
After arranging the matters of the Zhou Nation, Yang Jian returned home and told his mother about inviting Xinke back.
At that moment, Yohime ordered people to prepare gifts. Little Chan 'er pestered Yang Jian to go with her. Yang Jian thought about it and nodded in agreement.
Before leaving, Yang Jian finally thought of his disciple, the beautiful little girl … Zixia.
Although the name that Yang Jian had given her was a little mischievous, he vaguely felt that things were not that simple.
In the past few years, Yang Jian had been busy fighting the immortals of Jie School and the Shang Army. Zi Xia would sometimes cultivate in Mei Mountain and sometimes stay with her master's wife in the backyard of the Yang Residence. Her cultivation level had improved by leaps and bounds, revealing her extraordinary aptitude and comprehension.
Yang Jian felt a little guilty towards his disciple. He delayed the journey by half a day and called Zi Xia to him.
After not seeing her for a long time, she was already a slender and elegant young girl. Her face was already somewhat beautiful. Her spiritual energy did not dissipate as she grew older. Instead, it became more ethereal.
When Zi Xia saw Yang Jian, she immediately walked forward and bit her lips gently. Her eyes were filled with surprise and excitement. She knelt down and shouted, "Greetings, Master."
"Get up." Yang Jian took out the dignity of a master and put the tea aside. "I've been busy in recent years and haven't taken care of your cultivation. You must be complaining."
Zi Xia, who was about to stand up, immediately knelt down again. "I don't dare."
"Don't be reserved. Just get up." Yang Jian tried his best to sound as gentle as possible. He thought that he had scared his little disciple.
His disciple was so handsome. It would be a sin if he was scared …
"This was given to you by your Grandmaster. It's very beneficial to you." Yang Jian handed the Jade Creation Pill to Zi Xia. "Take it. I'll protect you by your side and teach you some cultivation insights."
Zi Xia blinked. She originally wanted to treasure the pill that her master had given her. However, her master had ordered her to swallow the pill obediently. She sat cross-legged and meditated quietly.
Yang Jian explained some of the common knowledge of the Primordial World and cultivation. He copied some of what Yuding Zhenren had taught him back then.
The effect was obviously good. Zi Xia's admiration for her master grew stronger …
"I still have to be busy for a few years. I can return to the mountain to cultivate later. At that time, I can guide you in cultivation at any time." Yang Jian coughed softly. "Master leads you in, but cultivation depends on you. Whether you can obtain longevity and be carefree depends on your perseverance."
"I will not let you down, Master!"
Zi Xia replied seriously. Then, she blushed and said in a low voice, "Master, I can often see Master fighting with the mighty figures of the world. I know that Master is an indomitable hero of the Immortal Dao. In the future, I will definitely become an immortal like Master!"
A hero of the Immortal Dao …
Why did it sound like he was a bandit who went around robbing people …
He walked over and patted Zi Xia's head. He injected two streams of Xuanqi into her to help her slowly digest the medicine.
He encouraged her warmly and asked her to continue cultivating there. Yang Jian called Little Chan 'er and took the gifts that Yohime had prepared. The siblings flew towards the East Ocean on a cloud.
As soon as they set off, Yang Jian took out another Jade Fate Elixir.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "Open your mouth."
Yang Xiaochan blinked and opened her mouth slightly. Yang Jian raised his hand and stuffed the Jade Fate Elixir into her mouth.
"I will meditate on the cloud to digest it. I will walk slowly. When I reach the Dragon Palace, I will finish absorbing the medicine."
"Brother, what did you give me?"
"Jade Fate Elixir. It can improve your cultivation potential and make you smarter. Otherwise, you will be cheated by some men in the future."
Yang Jian curled his finger and flicked his sister's forehead. Little Chan 'er frowned in pain. However, a cool feeling spread from her chest to her whole body. She quickly sat down to meditate and cultivate.
Little Chan 'er pouted to express her dissatisfaction. "Am I that stupid? Besides, as cultivators, we should have a pure heart and few desires. We should focus on Dao. How can we indulge in the affairs of men and women all day and forget about Dao?"
Yang Jian glared at her. "You're beating around the bush and scolding me!"
"Hehehe." Little Chan 'er smiled smugly and quickly closed her eyes to cultivate, afraid that she would waste the medicinal essence.
The journey was peaceful. No immortals from Jie School jumped out to cause trouble for Yang Jian. At that moment, Yang Jian did not have to hide. In the Primordial World, there were only a few mighty figures below the Saint who could defeat him.
He had the Black Turtle Belt with him. The 72 Transformations were compatible with the Great Void Escape Technique of the phoenix race. If he encountered danger, he would not feel any pressure escaping.
From afar, Yang Jian saw the waves of the East Ocean and thought of something. Before entering the East Ocean, he took a turn and went to Chentang Pass.
He wanted to meet Li Jing and ask him to go to West Qi to help out and help Huang Feihu.
"Brother, aren't we going to the East Ocean?"
"Let's go find Sanzha's father first." Yang Jian smiled and said, "Anyway, it's on the way. I can't be bothered to make another trip."
"Alright." Little Chan 'er blinked. "Brother, it's already late today. Why don't we play at Chentang Pass? No, rest for half a day."
"You don't forget to travel at all times." Yang Jian waved his hand. "Let's go. I'll walk around with you. I want to see if you're gentler than a few years ago."
Little Chan 'er rolled her eyes. "When have I not been gentle!?! Brother, go to Meishan and ask around. We're the top three most gentle and virtuous women in Meishan and the most dignified in the entire West Qi. "
Yang Jian smiled and did not say anything.
This girl was almost spoiled rotten by him.
However, Yang Jian glanced at Little Chan 'er's figure …
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