In the study room of the military headquarters at Chentang Pass.
Li Jing put down the jade token in his hand and sat there with his head lowered. His eyes were filled with depression.
In recent years, he had been cultivating in seclusion. His master, Perfected Du 'e, had been guiding him from the side. He had even used the Nine Revolutions Spirit Pill to increase his cultivation level, quickly pushing his strength to the Daira realm.
Compared to his three sons who charged and broke through the enemy lines, Li Jing was more inclined to strategizing. When he cultivated, he did not forget to study the art of war and array formations. He had gained quite a bit.
"Master." A soft voice sounded from outside the study room. Then, the door was pushed open. The beautiful and young Lady Yin walked in and squatted with a bowl of soup. "When I was in the kitchen, I heard you send someone to send a message that Jinzha had sent a jade token. What did it say?"
"They are working in the West Qi army. Recently, they have defeated Grand Preceptor Wen's troops and killed many enemies."
Li Jing paused. He did not look happy. Instead, his gaze was solemn.
Lady Yin asked softly, "What's wrong? Is there something wrong? "
"Ah, there's nothing wrong." Li Jing returned to his senses and smiled at Lady Yin. He picked up the soup and drank a mouthful. "The three of them have devoted themselves to Chanism and become the vanguard of West Qi. This is a glorious matter for the Li Family. The Prime Minister of West Qi is our family's benefactor, Yang Jian. With him around, we naturally don't have to worry about the children. "
"Although that's the case, I still feel a little uneasy." Lady Yin sighed softly and supported the chair to sit at the side. "We are in the East Ocean, but they are in West Qi. They are more than 5,000 kilometers away. Children are all flesh that fell from their mothers. Master, you really don't understand the worries. "
"Madam, do you mean that you and I should go to West Qi too?"
Li Jing frowned and asked. Lady Yin nodded slightly. "Master, the Shang Dynasty is already in a precarious situation. Di Xin is tyrannical and cruel. Only by staying at the border can we avoid Di Xin's poison …"
"Madam, I know all that." Li Jing said in a low voice, "However, the King has done me a favor. Although he has already angered the heavens and the people, he has not let me down. If I join West Qi now, I will really be mocked by the world. They will laugh at me for betraying my master. "
"Anyway, I don't really understand these things. Master, you can decide for yourself."
Lady Yin sighed softly at the side and sat there quietly without saying a word.
Although Li Jing wanted to comfort him, he did not know what to say.
Suddenly, Li Jing's expression changed. He flipped his left hand, and the small pagoda in his palm suddenly enlarged. Rays of treasure light lingered on it.
Li Jing stood up. "Which expert is spying on my Li Residence?"
A sword also appeared in Lady Yin's hand. Her phoenix-like eyes focused, and her aura was overbearing.
In a teahouse in Chentang Pass, Yang Jian retracted his spiritual sense and took a sip of the teacup in his hand. He looked at Little Chan 'er fiddling with a few clay paintings.
After not seeing him for a few years, Li Jing's abilities had really improved by leaps and bounds. At that moment, he could already sense his spiritual senses prying.
'That's not right. It seems like I'm not that outstanding in terms of primordial spirit power …'
"Brother, what's wrong?"
"It's fine. I'll bring you around Nezha's house later. Remember not to be too rude."
"En en, don't worry, Brother!"
Little Chan 'er patted her chest and guaranteed. Yang Jian really believed her.
They were not in a hurry. They spent their time in the teahouse. It was not noon yet. Yang Jian planned to bring his sister to have a meal before visiting the Li Residence.
At that moment, Yang Jian was also thinking of a way to persuade Li Jing.
He felt that what Li Jing said just now made sense.
The eight hundred feudal vassals of the South Continent were fighting everywhere. However, Chentang Pass was like a forgotten corner. It was still peaceful. The people lived and worked in peace. Their luck and fortune were the best in the east of the South Continent.
Di Xin did not betray Li Jing. Li Jing's heart was still wavering. He was conflicted about rebelling against Di Xin.
On second thought, Yang Jian really had no reason to persuade Li Jing …
However, as the representative of the third generation disciples of Ren School, there was a deep meaning for Li Jing to enter the Zhou Army. He could not give up just like that.
"Brother, did you encounter any difficulties?"
"Yes." Yang Jian looked at Little Chan 'er and chuckled. He told her what he was worried about.
Little Chan 'er immediately frowned. After thinking carefully, she gave Yang Jian some suggestions.
"If you can't touch fame and fortune, then try with kinship." Little Chan 'er blinked. "This Uncle Li's three sons are all working for you, brother. Why don't you let them pretend to be sick or injured to deceive him? Then, you can use righteousness to keep him there … What do you think?"
Yang Jian pondered seriously and nodded gently. "What you said is not impossible. What Li Jing is worried about is his reputation and Chentang Pass. We came a little early. Let's go to the Dragon Palace first!"
"Brother, why are you suddenly going to the Dragon Palace first?"
"I'll go and discuss with the Dragon King and ask him to protect the people of Chentang Pass. I'll save Li Jing's worries."
Yang Jian thought for a moment, then took out two jade talismans. After some deliberation, he wrote some white characters on them, wrapped them in Xuanqi, and threw them out of the teahouse.
In the letter, Yang Jian asked Nezha to personally send a jade token to Li Jing. No matter what method he used, he could pretend to be sick or say that he had taken a fancy to a girl and ask his parents to come over to take a look. He could trick Li Jing into going to West Qi first.
When they entered West Qi, they would ask King Wu to visit them personally and let him persuade them.
Naturally, the Martial King was much more 'professional' than him when it came to recruiting generals.
After tossing out the jade talisman, Yang Jian immediately wanted to hurry on his way. Little Chan 'er pouted and refused to let him go.
The two of them had only been intimate for a few hours, yet they had to leave in a hurry …
The two of them did not attract the attention of mortals. That was because Little Chan 'er had used a smokescreen. Otherwise, with her beautiful appearance, she would definitely be the focus of all kinds of attention.
The siblings left Chentang Pass and entered the East Sea at Nine Dragons Bay. They rode a cloud and floated towards the Crystal Palace.
This time, Yang Jian did not release his aura. Instead, he wrapped himself in Xuanqi.
The experts in the Dragon Palace might have discovered his traces. Seeing that he was hiding, they knew that he did not want to make a big fuss. Therefore, it was calm outside the Crystal Palace. The two elders waited at the Water Separation Array outside the Crystal Palace and led the two of them into the Dragon Palace.
"Where did Ao Ji go?" Little Chan 'er was very dissatisfied. "Why didn't you come and greet me, your aunt?"
The two elders immediately smiled apologetically. One dragon said, "The Sixth Prince is cultivating in seclusion. He's not outside."
"That fellow also knows how to cultivate in seclusion?" Yang Jian immediately laughed, but he did not take it to heart. As long as one cultivated, there was no reason not to cultivate in seclusion.
In front of the main hall of the Dragon Palace, the Dragon King and the Dragon Mother came out of the hall to welcome them. Ao Xinke was right beside the Dragon Mother. When Yang Jian came forward to greet them, she also bowed to Yang Jian and called him 'husband'.
At the side, Yang Xiaochan was surprisingly obedient. She called the Dragon King and Dragon Mother a few times and was pulled to the side by the Dragon Mother.
Yang Jian quickly presented the gifts prepared by Yohime and placed a small hill beside him. He could not come to Xinke's family empty-handed. Although there were no very precious spiritual treasures, the total value was still considerable.
The Dragon King ordered people to carry the gifts away. Naturally, a return gift would be prepared.
How could the Dragon Palace take advantage of their son-in-law?
"Brother-in-law, please come inside the hall." The Dragon King seemed to have something to say to Yang Jian and made a gesture of invitation.
Even with Yang Jian's current cultivation, he still could not see through the Dragon King's foundation. It was as if he was standing in front of a vast ocean that could not be measured.
"Brother, please." Yang Jian also made a more thorough etiquette and sat down with the Dragon King.
As usual, there was a banquet, dancing, tea, and treasure appraisal. After half a day, the Dragon King of the East Ocean finally spoke of the main topic.
"Brother-in-law, you are in charge of the Apotheosis of the Gods and fought the immortals of the Jie School in Xiqi. You have made a name for yourself in the Three Realms." The Dragon King's praise was sincere, and there was a hint of emotion in his eyes.
For ordinary Dragons, a thousand years might just be a deep sleep. However, in just a short thousand years, the young man who was in the Dragon Palace and had a hard time fighting the demons had now become a great person and was competing with the mighty figures of the present age.
"Brother-in-law, you must have suffered a lot along the way."
Yang Jian was stunned, as if he did not expect the Dragon King to mention this. However, he chuckled and said, "Anyway, you have come all the way. It's fine not to mention it. Brother, do you have something to do with the Apotheosis of the Gods? "
"That's right." The Old Dragon King nodded and said slowly, "Brother-in-law, you are now in charge of the Apotheosis of the Gods. If what I ask is difficult for you, or if you can't tell others, just pretend that I have never mentioned it."
"Brother, please speak your mind."
"Is the name on the God roll already fixed and can't be changed?"
Yang Jian thought for a while and said in a low voice, "It should have been fixed, but there are many opportunities and variables in the calamity. Some people can avoid the calamity on a whim, and their names will disappear from the God roll. Some people will rush into the killing calamity and die. If they can enter the God roll, their names will naturally be on it."
"Then, with your strength, can you let one or two disciples of my clan enter the God roll?"
The Dragon King's gaze was calm as he said that.
Yang Jian thought for a while. "I don't dare to agree to this directly, but I can bring one or two disciples of the Dragons back to Xiqi and let them serve in the army. If they can make more contributions, their names might be there when they become gods. "
The Dragon King nodded and stood up to bow to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian hurriedly returned the bow. This matter was beneficial to both of them. It was a good thing that he could not wish for. He could not accept the Dragon King's bow.
There were a few empty positions in the Celestial Court, and there were also a few names on the God roll. There were a few more disciples of the Dragons, and there were a few fewer people from the Dao Sect.
What the Dragon Race desired was nothing more than luck. This was a common saying. Yang Jian would not be so ruthless as to deliberately send the disciples of the Dragons who were following the army to their deaths. He would give it a try.
"Brother, I have something to ask of you."
"Oh?" Ao Guang hurriedly said, "Just say it. Is it about the Sea-Calming Divine Pearl? There are already some clues to this matter. "
Yang Jian was shocked. He suppressed the urgency in his heart and first told him about Chentang Pass.
The Dragons guarded Chentang Pass and could also benefit from the incense offerings of the human race. Of course, Ao Guang agreed readily and was in a good mood.
"That Sea-Calming Divine Pearl …"
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