The demons are here to send the bride? What are these fellows who have just stopped for a few years up to?
Yang Jian used his spiritual senses to check the situation in the red palanquin, but it was blocked by a cloud. Then, Yang Jian pondered for a while and walked towards the gate.
"Eldest Senior Brother, shall I go and scout for you first?" Nezha muttered softly. Yang Jian nodded and gestured for him to go first.
Hundreds of demons stood outside the camp, causing the Zhou Army to be in an uproar. After all, in the eyes of the mortal soldiers, those women were all charming. They were beauties who would not lose out even if their lifespan was reduced by ten years if they married them.
However, for cultivators with some cultivation level, all they saw were fox demons and flower spirits. They were not interested in them at all.
When Nezha ran out, Yang Jian recalled something …
Didn't he order Nezha to guard the East? Why did this guy appear in the central camp so naturally?
"Nezha, come back first."
Nezha shrank his head and turned to smile apologetically. "Eldest Senior Brother, could it be that you're shy?"
"I ordered you to guard the border. Why are you here!?! Are you treating the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers at the border as child's play!?! "
Yang Jian's gaze was like lightning. Nezha was at a loss.
"I happened to rush back to report something to Eldest Senior Brother …" Nezha's heart raced. He smiled apologetically and turned to run before Yang Jian could call him. He stepped on the Wind-Fire Wheels and rushed to the east.
"Hmph!"
Yang Jian swept his sleeves. Although he looked dignified, he chuckled in his heart.
This fellow had experienced so many fierce battles, but his mental state remained unchanged. It was really enviable.
Speaking of which, could it be that the Lotus Flower Treasure Body is really … similar to the Sunflower Manual?
Yang Jian couldn't help but have a few more black lines appear on his forehead. What was this all about! His Dao heart could not be at peace for the past few days. He kept having these strange thoughts!
It was meaningless!
However, on second thought, given Uncle-Master Taiyi's usual personality, he might have really reduced the Lotus Flower Treasure Body a little in order to let Nezha focus on cultivation …
Forget it, forget it. After all, he was my Junior Brother, and my closest Junior Brother.
Yang Jian was still a little curious. He decided to 'accidentally' look at Nezha with his divine eyes next time. If he really had this' need ', as his senior brother, he would help him no matter what.
By the time he had made up his mind, Yang Jian had already walked to the gate of the Yuan School. The soldiers surrounding the place hurriedly retreated.
From a distance, they could feel the oppressive atmosphere at the gate. When they got closer, the oppressive atmosphere became more obvious. It was the Six Friends of Meishan, whom Yang Jian had called over when they defeated Wen Zhong's army. They were leading hundreds of Immortal soldiers and staring at the demons in front of them.
The grudge between the Meishan Clan and the Demon Race was not something that could be resolved with just a few words.
Yang Jian said, "Everyone, don't be anxious. Let me ask them a few questions first, then we can decide."
The Six Friends of Meishan lowered their heads and cupped their hands at the same time. They said in unison, "We'll listen to Second Master!"
"Yes." Yang Jian nodded and walked out of the camp. He swept his gaze and said coldly, "Are you complaining that I can't go to the north to kill demons recently? Are you here to die?"
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold killing intent appeared around Yang Jian.
That was the aura condensed in the Ten Absolute Arrays previously. It was the killing intent that Yang Jian had accumulated from fighting with experts over the past few days. His gaze swept across and was filled with oppression.
The faces of the hundreds of female patrons turned pale at the same time, as if Yang Jian had placed a sword on their necks. Those with weaker cultivation levels had already begun to tremble. Even the few Gold Demon commanders of Daira beside the red beauty had the thought of immediately turning around and fleeing.
Fortunately, a figure descended from the sky and landed behind the demons. He bowed to Yang Jian from afar.
"Perfected Lord Erlang, we are not here to pick a fight today. Instead, we are here to seek peace for the grand event that the humans and demons will work together in the future."
Seek peace?
Yang Jian's gaze did not waver. He even wanted to laugh.
He had some impression of the demon patriarch who had suddenly landed.
Back then, at the critical moment of his seclusion, news had leaked for some reason, causing the Goddess of Golden Spirit and the Great Black Clouds Immortal to obstruct him at the same time, causing a fierce battle.
If not for the fact that Yang Jian had sucked Feng Shan's feathers at the critical moment, even if he could survive, the 81 Xuan Beads would have been dissatisfied. It would have been difficult for the Eight-Nine Arcane Art to reach the peak.
Fortunately, Yang Jian had survived and used the Great Nirvana Technique to perfect the nine pearls of his spine.
That day, apart from the immortals of Jie School, two quasi-saints of the demon race had also appeared. There were also a few experts who were suspected to be from the Western Sect.
Fortunately, Lü Chunyang and Bai Ze had helped him resist for a while …
"There's no need to seek peace. If you want to fight, let's do it."
Yang Jian said coldly and took a step forward. The Daoist robe on his body kept fluttering.
Suddenly, a gust of wind blew in front of him. It was the blood energy of Yang Jian's mystic body rushing forward, disturbing the boundless essence energy.
The female demons were in a mess. The middle-aged scholar and the demon patriarch with a mustache raised their eyebrows. They grabbed a jade seal and protected the demons in a light barrier.
The demon patriarch said loudly, "Today, we are here on the orders of the Saint. We want the human race and the demon race to be on good terms again!"
Nuwa's orders?
Yang Jian's footsteps landed and he retracted his aura. His gaze finally revealed a hint of seriousness.
Goddess Nuwa was still protecting the demons. Yang Jian had known about that previously. However, Nuwa's protection of the demons was only to prevent them from going extinct.
Goddess Nuwa had never asked about the demons who were plagued by negative karma and still killed mortals, even if their cultivation level was at the quasi-saint level and they could be ranked among the demons.
Today, when the quasi-saint of the demon race spoke, there was nothing unusual in the world. Clearly, it was not a fabricated Saint's words. That should be true.
Yang Jian was still hesitant. He deliberately called out Nuwa's name. The person in Nuwa's Palace would naturally sense it.
Yang Jian said, "Why would Goddess Nuwa give such a decree? Could it be that you're trying to mislead everyone here!?! "
"Perfected Lord Erlang, you're really thinking too much. Fortunately, I've also considered that." The middle-aged demon ancestor nodded with a smile. He took out a red string from his sleeve and said to Yang Jian, "This red string was personally drawn by the Goddess from the Connate treasure, the Red Embroidered Ball. It's a hundred times more effective than the Red String of Elder Moon. Perfected Lord Erlang's eyesight is outstanding. You can naturally tell if this item is real or fake. "
Yang Jian fixed his eyes on it, and the suspicion in his heart grew stronger.
There were some Dao runes lingering on the red string. It was indeed something that only Connate Cardinal treasures and Saint Dharma artifacts could have. That was a realm that was difficult for a quasi-saint to reach.
Is it really Nuwa's intention?
To let the demons and the human race be on good terms again? She even used a red string drawn from the Red Embroidered Ball …
Was he trying to make him, Yang Jian, the target of the entire human race?
"The demons slaughtered the human race in ancient times. Now that the human race is prospering, they did not kill the demons because of the Goddess Nuwa. However, many demons still eat humans for fun. Mortals' expressions change when they talk about demons. It's a little ironic to say that they want to be on good terms again. "
Yang Jian actually wanted to ask, "When have the demons and humans been on good terms?"
Nuwa created the human race and the demons ate them, but Nuwa did not stop them …
Yang Jian sighed in his heart. Although Saint Nuwa was the Saint who created the human race, she was a demon after all.
"Perfected Lord Erlang, you've really underestimated yourself." The scholarly demon patriarch smiled and said, "At that moment, you are famous in the Immortal Realm and the Mortal Realm. Your mysterious skills are shocking. You are also a marshal personally conferred by the Jade Emperor of the Celestial Court. If you can tie the knot with someone who is equally important in the demon race, why can't you set an example for the humans and demons of the Three Realms? I believe that way, the demons and humans will definitely be able to reverse the current situation. The two races will work together to protect the Primordial World. "
These words were indeed reasonable, but Yang Jian couldn't be bothered to say anything more, so he directly said, "That's right.
He said, "I think that if there are no demons in the Primordial World, it will be more peaceful."
The moment he said that, the demons were shocked. The expression of the Quasi-Saint of the demon race also changed drastically. He stared at Yang Jian and could not say a word.
Between heaven and earth, an indistinct pressure appeared without warning and fell on Yang Jian.
Yang Jian sensed something and raised his head to look, only to see that the originally calm and tranquil day had actually begun to stir.
The Saint was warning him.
Yang Jian sighed in his heart and immediately understood something. Why did his master say that Saint Nuwa wanted to take in Little Chan 'er as her disciple? There was no direct connection between the two, and they had never met.
Little Chan 'er's talent and fortune were not too strong. How could the Saint take a fancy to her so easily?
This was just a deal between Nuwa and him.
Ever since he borrowed the 24 lotus seats back then, he had been plotting all of this, making him feel that he owed Nuwa a huge favor. Then, he used the condition of taking Yang Xiaochan as his disciple to make Yang Jian nod his head and agree to marry the Demon Clan woman today.
In terms of reputation, Yang Jian only needed to order people to announce that it was the Saint's decree and he could not disobey it. Then, he could easily get the beauty.
However …
"May I ask who the woman in the sedan chair is?"
Yang Jian asked coldly. His tone seemed to be a little relaxed.
"Naturally, she is the most beautiful woman in the demon race. Her cultivation is also at the Sage-to-be Realm and she is related to the Perfected Lord."
The middle-aged scholar said with a chuckle. He raised his hand and the two demon women who were carrying the sedan chair pressed the sedan chair down. The middle-aged scholar personally walked over and opened the curtain of the sedan chair.
The red wedding robe was embroidered with a blue phoenix. Her three-inch light feet stepped on the beautiful waves.
Her waist was slender and her lips were red and her eyes were beautiful.
She wore a strapless red dress, revealing a large portion of her snow-white skin, but it didn't seem very flirtatious. Her long hair was tied in a phoenix coronet, and a small bead curtain covered her beautiful face. Her eyes, however, carried three parts charm, three parts timidity, and three parts ignorance. She bowed to Yang Jian.
"Greetings, Perfected Lord Erlang. Please take pity on me."
However, Yang Jian's expression was extremely cold at that moment!
Behind him, the Six Friends of the Plum Mountain widened their eyes at the same time.
Why?
What other reason could there be? The person who came down was none other than the Patriarch of the Plum Mountain, Mei Kongmei!
However, the middle-aged scholar seemed to have expected the reaction of Yang Jian and the others. He immediately sent a voice transmission to Yang Jian, "Perfected Lord, don't be anxious. Although she is Mei Kongmei, she is not Mei Kongmei."
"I originally wanted to imprint Mei Kongmei's soul with a secret technique and give it to you, a peerless beauty. However, Goddess Nuwa personally took action and restored Mei Kongmei's demon soul to its origin. Now, her temperament has not been set. Her mind is like that of a child. Perfected Lord, you can train her yourself … "
Before the Demon Clan Ancestor could finish his words, Yang Jian's figure suddenly stepped forward, rushing toward this place!
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