Furthermore, Yang Jian's sudden appearance on the wall of the Cloud Piercing Pass, as if he was severely injured without any warning, had really frightened Nezha and the others.
Fortunately, Yang Jian quickly recovered. After meditating, he returned to normal.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Lan asked hurriedly.
"I almost fell into a trap …"
Yang Jian said softly, but he did not say anything about the Six-Soul Banner.
At this moment, the Pangu Visualization Diagram in his bier gradually disappeared. The small cauldron given by his master automatically floated above the Primordial Spirit Tree and emitted an indescribably weak light, completely enveloping Yang Jian's Primordial Spirit.
Outside the small cauldron, there was a faint black fog that appeared from time to time. With the power of the small cauldron, it could only defend and could not counterattack. That must be the method of a Saint.
In addition, countless essence energy fluctuations appeared in front of Lin Tong Pass. The essence energy of the five continents of the Primordial World gathered there like a tide. There was also a Saint's Dao runes lingering there.
Without much thought, Jie School set up the Ten Thousand Immortal Array and the Grandmaster of Heaven raised the Six-Soul Banner.
As long as he offered sacrifices in the array for forty-nine days, the six people whose names were written on the Six-Soul Banner would die.
Laozi, Primordial Beginning, Jie Yin, Zhun Ti, Yang Jian, Ji Fa.
The Grandmaster of Heaven must have written those six names. That was why he suffered an inexplicable attack and almost collapsed.
How could Ji Fa survive if he was like that?
Just as he was thinking that, a jade token came from the west. Nezha grabbed it first and his expression changed after reading it.
"Senior Brother, the Martial King suddenly fainted in the hall an hour ago. He hasn't woken up yet. His aura is weak, and the medicine is useless!"
Yang Jian frowned. It was indeed here.
He stood up and said that the generals would guard this pass. If the Shang army attacked at night, they would hang up the battle exemption sign. If the immortals of Jie School attacked, they would immediately abandon the Cloud Piercing Pass and retreat.
"I'll go back and take a look."
"I'll go with you," Xiao Lan said softly. "If you lose your sense of propriety, I can give you some advice."
Yang Jian chuckled. "This isn't enough to make me lose my composure. Come on, let's hurry up."
At that moment, Yang Jian rode a cloud and left Cloud Pass with Xiao Lan, advancing at full speed back to Zhou Capital.
Logically speaking, Ji Fa, who was protected by the providence of a Human Sovereign, should not be so "fragile." However, on second thought, the one who cast the spell was Sect Leader Tongtian, one of the Six Sages. He was not as weak as Zhunti and Goddess Nvywa.
Ji Fa was only unconscious and did not die immediately. It was already thanks to Renhuang's luck.
When he arrived at the Zhou capital, the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals were still there to welcome him. Yang Jian greeted them and landed in the city. The array formation that had already been activated did not stop him.
Ao Xinke was waiting in front of the Yang Jian Mansion. Yang Jian called her over and they entered the Martial Imperial Palace together.
Hundreds of officials came to greet him, and a few old ministers anxiously brought Yang Jian to a side chamber beside the royal palace. Concubine Wu lay unconscious on a soft couch, surrounded by kneeling palace doctors. None of them dared to breathe too loudly.
"The Prime Minister has arrived!"
"Your Majesty!"
Yang Jian shouted and brought Xiao Lan and Ao Xinke to the side of King Wu's soft couch. His left hand immediately pressed down on King Wu's wrist.
A wisp of Xuanqi entered King Wu's body. Yang Jian closed his eyes and carefully sensed it.
He had also suffered the first attack of the Six Soul Banner. He knew that it specialized in attacking the essence soul, so he directly checked King Wu's soul.
Gradually, Yang Jian's frown deepened.
A minister asked in a hushed voice, "Prime Minister, what kind of illness has the King suffered?"
Yang Jian shook his head and said, "Xinke, Xiao Lan, come and see if there's a way to resolve it."
Ao Xinke raised her hand and produced a stream of water that wrapped around King Wu's wrist like a rope. Xiao Lan did not have any reservations. She placed a finger on King Wu's wrist and probed with her spiritual sense.
After a while, Xiao Lan shook her head at Yang Jian, indicating that she was helpless. As for Ao Xinke, she tilted her head and pondered.
The three of them shook their heads helplessly, but the surrounding ministers were anxious.
An old woman said with a trembling voice, "How is the King?"
Yang Jian said, "The King's life is not in danger. This is not an illness. It is caused by a cultivator's Dao technique. Everyone, please be quiet for now. Let my wife think of some countermeasures. "
The group of officials and concubines immediately did not dare to speak. They quietly waited for Ao Xinke to think.
Xiao Lan sent a voice transmission, "What exactly is going on? From what I can see, there is a black aura that wants to devour King Wu's soul. King Wu's soul is wrapped in layers of golden light. Is that the destiny of the Human Emperor? "
"Yes." Yang Jian replied via voice transmission, "If not for the protection of this destiny, King Wu would really be in danger."
Xiao Lan could not help but mutter, "Are the human emperors of the five continents so powerful? Luck can actually appear directly and can even protect oneself from cultivators' mystical abilities? No wonder it's said that the five continents are the holy lands of cultivation. They have gathered 90% of the luck of the Three Realms. How extravagant. "
On the other side, Ao Xinke finally dispersed the water flow. She whispered, "Husband, let's go outside to discuss."
Yang Jian agreed and told the ministers that there was no need to follow. He and Ao Xinke went outside the hall.
"This is the method of a Saint. It's not something that you and I can solve," Ao Xinke said. Her eyes were filled with worry. She took a step forward and pulled Yang Jian's wrist. She whispered, "Husband, do you feel anything strange about your body?"
"Xinke …"
Yang Jian was speechless.
His wife was too powerful. She had only observed Ji Fa's illness for a while and concluded that it was done by the Saint.
She even thought of him from Ji Fa's coma. She was afraid that the Saint would do the same to him.
Yang Jian was afraid that she would be worried. Just as he was about to deny it, Xiao Lan walked out of the hall.
"He almost fainted at the top of the city wall."
Yang Jian turned his head and glared at Xiao Lan. The latter put her hands behind her back and looked as if it had nothing to do with her. She sized up the scenery in the Martial King Palace.
Ao Xinke pursed her lips and looked at Yang Jian.
"I'm fine … You don't have to worry …"
"Husband." Ao Xinke grabbed Yang Jian's wrist harder and harder. "Although I shouldn't ask this, I still want to ask you. Do you have no way out of the god-conferment?"
Yang Jian lowered his head and looked at Ao Xinke. Their eyes met in the corner outside the hall, as if they were each other's eternity.
"I can't retreat," Yang Jian said softly. Ao Xinke smiled.
"Then, husband, I also want to go to Cloud Pass and face Tongtian with you. Even if something happens to you, I can live and die with you. I don't have to live alone."
Yang Jian didn't know what to say. Xiao Lan sighed submissively and began to pace back and forth with her arms crossed.
"Xinke, do you know what it is?"
Ao Xinke nodded lightly and said softly, "The Dragons have an ancient book that records many secret techniques of the gods and demons before the world was created. There is a secret technique called the 'Six Gods Soul Summoning Flag'. It is very vicious. To use this flag, you only need to write the name of the person you want to kill on it. There are six people. Then, you need to practice for 49 days. You have to pray every morning and evening. After 49 days, the person named on the flag will turn into blood and his true spirit will be extinguished. "
Her voice was already trembling when she said that.
"Although the Six Gods Soul Summoning Flag is vicious, it is not easy to refine. It needs six treasures above the grade of connate spiritual treasures as a guide. It needs the fiercest murderous aura in the world to forge it. It can be formed in at least ten thousand years. The longer it is refined, the more powerful the flag will be."
"If the Saint of the Jie School is really activating the Evil God Flag and writing the names of husband and King Wu … If this flag is refined for more than ten Yuanhui, with the power of Tongtian, he may be able to kill a Saint …"
"Husband, you are involved. What, what should we do?"
Yang Jian was not very afraid at first, but after hearing what Ao Xinke said, he was a little worried.
So powerful?
Connate Godfiend secret technique?
"Is Tongtian really angry?" Is he really going to kill the other two of the Three Pure Ones and the two Saints of the Western Sect?
That's a big deal …
What ruthless Kong Xuan? Compared to Tongtian, Kong Xuan is a kind person.
"Husband!"
Ao Xinke hugged Yang Jian tightly. "I don't want anything to happen to you. Let's withdraw from the God-Conferment, okay? I'll go and plead with the Saint of Jie School for you! "
"Xinke." Yang Jian hugged her slender body, all sorts of feelings welling up in his heart.
Xiao Lan, who was at the side, rubbed her forehead and turned around to avoid looking at the situation. From time to time, she would grin and snort.
"Xinke, Chanism has given me the grace of creation. If I leave now, what kind of man would I be?" Yang Jian whispered in her ear and pretended to be relaxed. "Don't worry. Don't forget that our Chanism also has the Saint. There are also teachers on our side. Don't worry. We will definitely be safe and sound."
"Husband …"
"Just stay at home and accompany Mother and Little Chan for me." Yang Jian looked down at Ao Xinke's face. The latter bit her lips, looking pitiful and pitiful.
On a whim, Yang Jian lowered his head and kissed her.
Although Ao Xinke wanted to say something, she immediately fell into Yang Jian's arms and did not say anything …
Until …
Xiao Lan said, "Ahem! Pay attention to your image in front of the elders in the sect. "
Yang Jian, who had been disturbed, was instantly a little angry. He turned his head to glare at Xiao Lan, but his fiendish demeanor instantly turned into a flushed red.
Beside Xiao Lan, Great Daoist Master Xuan Du and Hiroshige were standing side by side. The former had a mischievous smile on his face, and there was still a faint aura around him that had yet to dissipate. On the other hand, Hiroshige was a little awkward.
Hiroshige said, "Disciple-Nephew Yang Jian, as an example for the third-generation disciples in the sect, you should be more careful."
"Ah, I couldn't help it and forgot everything …"
Yang Jian scratched his head. No matter how glib he was usually, he could not continue.
With the sound of water splashing, Ao Xinke, who was behind him, escaped. Clearly, she was so embarrassed that she had forgotten the etiquette that she usually paid attention to.
"Ahem." Yang Jian forced himself to calm down. "Uncle-Master, why are you here?"
"I didn't want to come either." Xuan Du let out a long sigh. He placed his hands behind his back and looked depressed. "I just returned to the Xuandu City to take an afternoon nap when I was called back by Teacher to run errands."
Yang Jian felt a little more at ease.
Hiroshige said, "I'm here to save the King of Martial Arts."
Xuan Du said faintly, "Alright, bring me in first. If I hadn't taken out the Nine Revolutions Golden Pill and been treated as poison by those mortals and refused to let me feed it to Ji Fa, I wouldn't have wanted to disturb the two of you being intimate. "
Nine Revolutions Golden Pill?
Yang Jian blinked and suddenly lowered his head to cough twice. He held his forehead.
"I'm so dizzy. Xiao Lan, come and help me … Ah … My essence soul hurts …"
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