He was suspected to be a wandering guest who seemed to be someone from the Water Moon Mirror.
When Yang Jian scanned this person with his Spiritual Senses, he felt a little happy for no reason. He quickly walked out of the main tent and used his escape technique to head to the Yuan Gate.
Outside the Yuan Gate, a few old women were standing with their heads lowered. The soldiers guarding the gate could not help but want to ask if they should move a few stools for these old women.
Behind the old women, there was a handsome and elegant young master who was admiring the magnificent scenery of the battlefield.
He was wearing a long robe and an immortal robe that was as thin as a cicada's wings. He looked a little … flashy.
"Yo, you're quite bold. You're not afraid of entering the calamity and actually dare to come to my place to stroll around."
Yang Jian's voice sounded. The charming young master, who was narrowing his eyes to enjoy the beautiful weather, turned around. His face was filled with anticipation and surprise, but it quickly disappeared.
They looked at each other and smiled. Yang Jian cupped his hands. The charming young master raised his head proudly and waved his folding fan gently.
The few old women said in unison, "Greetings, True Lord Erlang."
"There's no need to be so polite. Please come in." Yang Jian sent a voice transmission to Ji Qianhua. Ji Qianhua hurriedly brewed tea in the camp.
Yang Jian looked at the smiling charming young master and scolded with a smile, "Are you mute?"
"You're the mute." The young master rolled his eyes. "It's been a long time since we last met. You're already such an indomitable hero, yet you're still so ungentlemanly."
"Brother Xiao, how are you?"
"It's alright. I'm locked up to cultivate, and I'm not allowed to go out. It's really too boring."
He sighed dejectedly. Perhaps it was because he was not used to dressing up as a man when he was in seclusion, he subconsciously pursed his lips and pouted. His disguise technique was much weaker than when Yang Jian first met her.
Xiao Lan, the granddaughter doted on by the Old Mother of Spirited Mountain. She could be considered a disciple of a famous sect in the Three Thousand Worlds.
In the past, Yang Jian went to the Tian Fang Kingdom in search of the Phoenix True Blood. Coincidentally, the Vast Thousand World where the Tian Fang Kingdom was located was being attacked by the Celestial Court. The conflict between the Tian Fang Kingdom, the Skyward Pavilion, and the Hundred Immortal Alliance affected Kong Xuan who lived in seclusion in the Tian Fang Kingdom. That was how Yang Jian, Feng Wu, and Feng Shan got to know each other.
At that time, the Old Mother of Lingshan had appeared to fight with the Celestial Court's consecrators. She was an expert who was invited to help, and she had quite a few tricks up her sleeve.
Perhaps to Yang Jian today, the Old Mother of Lingshan was no longer considered an expert, nor was she a true top-notch mighty figure in the world. However, in the past, Yang Jian could only look up to such a person in the Dragon Palace.
Let's cut to the chase and get back to business.
"Come in," Yang Jian called. Xiao Lan put her hands behind her back and waved her folding fan gently behind her. She looked as if she was saying, "You're the one who invited me in" and followed Yang Jian into the barracks.
After looking around, Xiao Lan smiled and said, "The arrangements in the barracks are not bad. You, the Prime Minister, don't only focus on cultivation."
Yang Jian immediately curled his lips. Would it kill this fellow to not boast? The arrangements in the barracks were all secret arrays. They were all set up by the Six Friends of the Mei Mountain, the old generals who had fought with the demon race for countless years. Yet, they were only 'not bad'.
"Then, what do you think is still lacking?"
"Hmm … This place, this place, should be like this …"
Xiao Lan was a little too serious about it. She held her paper fan and pointed at it.
At first, Yang Jian did not think much of it. However, after listening to a few words, he suddenly felt a little … enlightened.
"The person who set up this barracks shouldn't be the Perfected Lord, right?" Xiao Lan smiled calmly as if she had a card up her sleeve. "I can tell that this arrangement is very experienced and can deal with most changes. However, his footing is still a little shallow. He doesn't understand the battle array arrangements of many military experts."
Yang Jian frowned. "Military experts?"
"Of course. Although the trichiliocosm is distributed around the five continents and has been treated as the 'subsidiary' of the five continents since ancient times, many of the world's Dao laws are incomplete. However, it is also because of this that in the fields other than cultivation, many have fallen far behind the five continents."
Xiao Lan shook her head and said helplessly, "Of course, cultivation is still the most important. These are just icing on the cake."
Yang Jian sized up this beautiful woman who liked to dress up as a man and said with a smile, "Could it be that you want to join my army? Tsk, do you know about the God roll? "
"Pfft, is that so! I don't want to be restrained by the Heavenly Dao and monitored by the Celestial Court! "
Xiao Lan glared at Yang Jian. Yang Jian laughed and brought Xiao Lan around the military camp for a while before going to the main tent to have tea.
"Daoist Brother Yang, you're living a very comfortable life." Xiao Lan looked at Ji Qianhua, who was serving tea at the side, and winked at her. Ji Qianhua's face turned red. She could not resist the charming young master's winking.
Yang Jian smiled and said, "This is the Inspector-General. The King sent him personally."
Xiao Lan nodded. "Fellow Daoist, I won't be able to catch up to you in a few lifetimes."
"I'm very clean!"
"Yes, yes, yes. Perfected Lord Qingyuan Dao Miao is clean." Xiao Lan began to criticize in a strange tone. "The Dragon Lady's wedding is already enviable. There are a few beautiful demons in your family and even two women from the phoenix race. Tsk … The moment I came out of seclusion, I heard that the Saint had bestowed marriage upon you and rewarded you with a peerless beauty of the demon race … Perfected Lord?"
Yang Jian replied with a black face, "Why?"
"You have a strong waist."
"Get lost! I only have Xinke as my wife and concubine. She's the only one! "Yang Jian cursed angrily." You're also a woman. You're quite thick-skinned. "
Xiao Lan chuckled smugly. Then, she shook her head and recited a poem. "I'm Young Master Xiao now. Don't expose me."
She looked down at her flat body. "I'm indeed much more comfortable after putting on these clothes. I can say anything I want."
"What shadow did you have when you were young? Or did your family always look forward to having a chubby boy and gave birth to you? "
"Pfft, can you be more like an expert!?!"
"Let's stop talking." Yang Jian smiled and waved his hand. Seeing that Xiao Lan was about to turn hostile, he quickly brought the topic back to business, "You risked being affected by the great calamity to come here personally. Don't tell me that you came to see me after being quiet for too long?"
Xiao Lan picked up the teacup and sniffed it gently. She pursed her lips in disdain. "Can't I?"
"There's no reason not to." Yang Jian rubbed his glabella. "I've been busy with military affairs recently. If you don't have anything important to do, I'll arrange for my junior brother to bring you on a sightseeing tour."
"Something happened to Ao Ji."
Yang Jian frowned and looked at Xiao Lan.
Xiao Lan threw her fan away and looked at the few Golden Immortal old women outside the tent. She said softly, "I only heard the details from an elder of the Dragons. The other party also revealed it to me and asked me to ask you for help."
Yang Jian frowned and asked, "What happened?"
"This matter is related to the human girl you placed in the Dragon Palace … Speaking of which, you chose to hide a mistress in your wife's family. You really came up with something."
"Let's get down to business."
"There's no need to rush this matter. It happened some time ago …"
Xiao Lan sighed softly and told Yang Jian something that Yang Jian did not know.
Yang Jian placed the young girl, Daji, in the Dragon Palace. The Dragons naturally did not dare to neglect her. They took care of her like a princess of the Dragons. The Dragons were rich, so they were not afraid of a mortal girl eating many delicacies.
The young girl, Daji, was in the Dragon Palace. At first, she cried. Later, she gradually accepted her fate. She only felt that she would die of old age in the dream-like Crystal Palace.
Gradually, the Dragons relaxed their control over her and allowed her to walk around the palace, but she could not leave the Dragon Palace array formation.
Other than the array formation, there was only the deep sea. As a mortal woman, she would definitely die.
Things happened just like that. Ao Ji was first curious about the young girl, Daji. After all, she was related to Yang Jian. After deliberately interacting with her, he gradually became familiar with her. As time went by, they developed feelings for each other.
One was the Sixth Prince of the Dragons. He was handsome and majestic. The other was a 'skin bag' prepared to bring disaster to the country and people. Coincidentally, she was placed in the Dragon Palace by Yang Jian.
The two of them could be considered a good match based on their appearance.
The Dragons did not prohibit their sons from marrying other clans. In fact, every Dragons would be arranged by the Dragon Mother to marry a few more wives and concubines in order to reproduce their bloodline. It was rare to see a bachelor like Ao Ji.
Yang Jian asked, "This is a good thing. How did it become a disaster?"
"The mistake was that Ao Ji taught the young girl to cultivate. The young girl's aptitude was mediocre and she was afraid that there was no hope of immortality. In order for her to achieve immortality, Ao Ji split his dragon ball into two and buried one half in her body. Then, he went to the Dragon Palace's treasury to steal the dragon's elixir …"
Xiao Lan paused. She pursed her lips and looked at Yang Jian. "After the matter was exposed, the Dragon King was furious. He threw Ao Ji into the Eye of the Sea and made him suffer from the erosion of the Eye of the Sea for a thousand years. Daji's memories were also sealed. It should be for your sake. She's still in the Dragon Palace, but she's grounded. "
Yang Jian could not help but fall silent. He sat there and thought for a while. He stood up and said, "Follow me back to the Zhou Capital first. I'll settle some matters. Then, accompany me to the Dragon Palace."
"Aren't we going straight to the Dragon Palace?" Xiao Lan asked in puzzlement.
Yang Jian shook his head. "Ao Ji is really muddle-headed. Let him suffer for two more days so that he can remember."
"Why do you blame him?"
"Although the Eye of the Sea is a place of suffering, it's an excellent place for Dragons to cultivate. The Dragon King probably wants him to quickly recover the damaged essence of the Dragon Ball while he suffers." Yang Jian cursed with a black face. "Is this fellow stupid? There are so many Spirit Pills in the Dao Sect. It's not like there are no pills that can allow people to ascend. Why did he have to split his dragon ball in half! I think the Eye of Sea Reclamation is a light punishment! "
Yang Jian hated him for not fighting for it. Xiao Lan, who was beside him, pursed her lips and held her forehead.
Xiao Lan sighed and said, "As expected, no matter how I disguise myself, I'm not a real man. I really can't figure out what you guys are thinking.
"Let's go. Let's finish our business quickly and call Xinke over." Yang Jian waved his hand and stood up. He wanted to escape with Xiao Lan, but Xiao Lan pointed at the four old women outside the door.
"Go first. I'll wait for you at your residence. I'll pay a visit to the Hall of Order."
"Yes, I'll make a move first."
Yang Jian was also worried about Ao Ji. He put away the bundles of books on the desk and took a step forward. He had already reached the horizon and returned to the west.
Xiao Lan sat there in a daze for a while. She sized up the tent and walked to Yang Jian's desk as if she was playing a prank. She picked up a brush and ink and wrote a line of small words.
Xiao Lan came here.
That's right … there's no one else.
Yang Jian first went to the Martial Imperial Palace and took care of military and political affairs. He arranged for Huang Feihu to be the commander of the three armies, while Jiang Ziya and a few other ministers were in charge of supplying rations and replenishing soldiers. He also explained various military strategies to the Martial King.
When the Martial King heard that the army would enter Azure Dragon Pass in a month, he was extremely excited … but this matter was put aside for the time being.
When Yang Jian finished his work at noon and returned home, he heard the sweet laughter of a woman coming from the front hall. He looked up and his eyes immediately lit up.
He didn't know what this Xiao Lan was doing. She had actually changed back into a woman's attire. She was wearing a simple dress, and her slender figure was full of immortal spiritual energy. Her skin was like frost and snow, and her bright eyes were like the stars. Every frown, every smile, every word and action made people involuntarily look at her every eyelash and every fingertip.
Among the entire hall of women, only a few could not be 'suppressed' by her beauty.
"Second Master!"
Zhang Boshi shouted from the side. Yang Jian turned his head and saw that even the coarse man Zhang Boshi was giving Yang Jian a thumbs up with a face full of worship.
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