The Dharma treasure to defeat the enemy in the second battle was the jade token that Xiao Lan had given him.
To be precise, Xiao Lan had provided Perfected Taiyi and the others with a direction and train of thought. The few big shots of Chanism had deduced the seven battle formations overnight.
Battle formations were similar to array formations and restrictions, but they were simpler and more practical than the latter two. They focused on the cooperation between the people who formed the array formation.
The simplest battle formation was the Three Talents. On the basis of the Three Talents, hundreds of battle formations could be extended. It was also the most common battle formation form in the trichiliocosm.
The immortals of Chanism lived up to their name as disciples of the Dao Sect. The seven battle formations seemed simple, and the array theory could be seen through at a glance. However, they could cover all the mystical abilities of the people who formed the array formation.
The battle formations recorded in the jade token that Xiao Lan had given could at most allow a cultivator to unleash 120% to 30% of their strength.
However, the seven battle formations that the big shots of Chanism had deduced could directly allow the people who entered the array to reach a level that was equivalent to doubling their strength …
What was even more amazing was that the seven arrays could take care of each other. They could disperse and gather at will. That was why the immortals of Jie School were caught off guard and quickly broke the second layer of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.
The immortals of Jie School had suffered heavy losses.
However, the outer two layers of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array had been broken, and the remaining five layers had become more and more mysterious and difficult to understand. It seemed that the Grandmaster of Heaven had modified it again.
Moreover, after Jie School suffered a loss, they also followed the example of Chanism. There was no lack of array formation masters there. Many battle formations were deduced overnight and taught to the immortals in the various arrays of the Ten Thousand Immortals.
First, they used the Ten Thousand Immortal Array to stop and kill the enemy. After the Ten Thousand Immortal Array was broken, they used the battle formation method …
As a result, Xiao Lan began to question herself. She did not know if it was right to give away the jade token.
The situation was good for Chan School since he had broken two array formations in nine days.
However, there were many immortals who had died on both sides. It had already begun to shake the luck of Jie School and affect the fortune of the immortals of Chanism.
On the tenth day after the Ten Thousand Immortal Array was set up, the immortals rested. Hiroshige ordered Yang Jian to set up a banquet in the army to thank Daoist Lu Ya for his "help".
Although Yang Jian was reluctant, he still asked people to prepare a banquet. However, Yang Jian used the reason that the third generation disciples should focus on cultivation to avoid this' small celebration banquet 'with Nezha and the others. He would rather not see it and not be bothered by it.
Daoist Lu Ya …
Tsk, he could be considered to have gained power for a while. He had Hiroshige and Deputy Sect Master Randeng beside him. There were also Ci Hang, Manjusri, and the other twelve Golden Immortals toasting him. Although his words were humble, he could not hide his pride.
How did the little Golden Crow get together with Randeng?
Yang Jian immediately thought of the Western Sect. The Western Sect lacked disciples and should have secretly thrown an olive branch to Lu Ya. Lu Ya was extremely ambitious and had Saint Nuwa behind him. He probably would not join the Western Sect.
However, that did not stop him from working with the Western Sect to plot against the Dao Sect, the destiny of the Primordial World, and the general trend of the world …
If the Dao Sect declined, it would be a good thing for the demons to revive. That was the same as the Western Sect's goal.
"Senior Brother." Nezha leaned against the pile of rations. "Why do I always dislike Daoist Lu Ya?"
"We're not on the same path, right?"
After saying so, Yang Jian picked up his wine cup and took a sip.
The few of them were hiding in the pile of rations and setting up a small banquet. As they discussed the battle array that Perfected Taiyi had taught them, they talked about some interesting things to relieve the pressure of the battle.
Long Ji and Ao Xinke accompanied Yang Jian. However, Xiao Lan had gone somewhere. She should have deliberately avoided the immortals of Chanism.
"Although this battle isn't difficult to win, the road ahead will be even more difficult." Wei Hu raised his wine cup, a bit melancholy in his voice. Then, he put down his wine cup and looked at Yang Jian. "Eldest Senior-apprentice Brother, do you think … that one of us will have our name on the Divine Seal Decree and will perish in this calamity?"
As soon as he said that, even Nezha looked at Yang Jian with concern.
Yang Jian did not answer. He only raised his head and drank a mouthful of wine. "Are you afraid?"
Huang Tianhua spread his hands. "I'm not afraid. I just feel that it's too depressing that my fate has been decided by someone else long ago."
"Tianhua is right." Lei Zhenzi looked at his palm. "The few of us have been trying to control our lives all the way to this day. From the looks of it, only Eldest Senior Brother can do it."
Yang Jian suddenly said, "It's actually better to be on the God roll than to not be on the God roll."
The moment he said that, all the junior brothers fell silent.
Long Ji chuckled and said, "I don't care about that. If I enter the God roll, I can take this opportunity to return to the Celestial Court."
Yang Jian frowned and looked at Long Ji. He wanted to say something but hesitated. He suppressed his words.
"Let's talk about something else." Nezha picked up a mouthful of military food and ate with relish. "Eldest Senior Brother, what does the Celestial Court look like?"
"You have to ask my cousin about that. I'm not too familiar with it. There seems to be a world there." Yang Jian thought for a while and added, "The greenery is not bad."
The few of them were stunned. They did not understand what Yang Jian was saying.
Ao Xinke, who had been pouring wine and picking food for Yang Jian, blinked and smiled symbolically to prevent her husband from being too embarrassed.
After a few laughs, the small banquet ended before the sky turned dark. Yang Jian sent the others away and waited silently for a while.
When the Saint in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array waved the flag, he let out a muffled groan and trembled continuously. He struggled between being unconscious and awake, resisting the attack of the Six God Banner on his essence soul.
The 21st time.
On the eleventh day of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.
When Yang Jian stood up, covered in sweat and on the verge of collapse, Ao Xinke walked over and hugged her husband. She held back her tears.
Dao heart?
After seeing Yang Jian in such a state, he still talked to her about his Dao heart. It was already a unique ability that his cultivation level did not fall.
"Husband, how long will it take to break the array formation?"
"If it's fast, it'll take more than ten days. If it's slow, it'll take more than a month." Yang Jian patted the back of Ao Xinke's hand and turned around to hug her. He smiled and comforted her. "Don't worry, I can hold on. I don't know where to find such an opportunity to hone my essence soul. My Eight-Nine Arcane Art is improving at a rapid pace now. It has saved me tens of thousands of years of hard work."
Yang Jian did not lie. What he said was the truth. However, to others, it sounded like he was trying to find joy in his pain.
"Follow me to meet my cousin," Yang Jian said warmly. Ao Xinke followed beside him like a little bird and went to visit Long Ji's tent.
Yang Jian had actually been a little worried about Long Ji ever since she had just entered the Zhou Army.
Her identity was special. She was the daughter of the Jade Emperor and the Heaven Queen of the Jade Pool. She was also a noble princess in the Celestial Court.
Long Ji had been banished to the mortal world by the Heaven Queen. She seemed to have plans to return to the Celestial Court during the God-Conferment Ceremony. In the original God-Conferment Story, she had been schemed against and married the idiot Hong Jin.
Now, Hong Jin was hiding in the Shang Nation. After the defeat, that fellow had disappeared. The only thing Yang Jian knew was that Hong Jin was not dead. Otherwise, he would have entered the God roll.
Long Ji's fate had been changed by Yang Jian, and her pure immortal body had been protected by Yang Jian. However, Long Ji's thoughts had not changed.
Yang Jian sealed the surroundings with Xuanqi and sat on the chair beside Long Ji's bed. Ao Xinke and Long Ji sat on the bed.
The tent was not big. There was only space for them to sit in.
"Sis, give me a proper reply."
"Why do you have to put on such an expression?" Long Ji chuckled and looked at Yang Jian. She said jokingly, "Could it be that you're here for your Junior Brother Tianhua?"
Yang Jian instantly broke through and was a little curious. "That's not the case. However, Sister, what do you think of him?"
"Although these words are a little arrogant, if I were to choose a Dao companion, I wouldn't like such a fearful and immature cultivator." Long Ji blinked and looked at Yang Jian. "If I want to find someone to marry, I will definitely find a man like you, Brother. I can tell from your sister-in-law how you treat your wife and concubines usually. I'm not afraid of being wronged."
These words could be considered quite bold.
Ao Xinke smiled and did not say anything. She put on the posture of a married woman, as if she could accept Long Ji changing her mind at any time.
She was such a person who would not show any signs of grievance even if she felt wronged.
"Ahem, let's get back to business. I'll help you reject Tianhua later."
Long Ji nodded nonchalantly and looked at Yang Jian gently.
"What do you want to ask me?"
"Sister, do you want to die now?"
Ao Xinke was stunned. Long Ji frowned slightly. Her dignified and beautiful face quickly revealed a hint of shock. "Brother, could it be that your essence soul has been injured? Why are you spouting such nonsense? "
"Sister, look at me." Yang Jian understood what she was thinking.
Long Ji looked up and looked at Yang Jian.
Yang Jian's gaze was not sharp, but it was firm and gentle as he tore through her layers of disguise.
For some reason, Long Ji's eyes turned misty. She sat there and suddenly burst into tears. She covered her mouth and nose and cried.
"Sister, what's wrong?" Ao Xinke hurriedly helped Long Ji and comforted her softly.
Long Ji was usually generous and had an immortal aura. It could even be said that she had the demeanor of a princess of the Celestial Court at all times. However, at that moment, she only looked at Yang Jian for a while and suddenly could not control her Dao heart from trembling.
She was filled with grievances and resentment, but she did not know who to tell.
She had entered the calamity alone and had no one to rely on. However, she had never complained about her situation. She could clearly avoid it and hide in a corner of the Primordial World to cultivate and live a carefree life.
"Brother, I …"
"Are you trying to say that you have no choice but to enter the calamity?"
"Yes …" Long Ji bit her lips. "Mother did not force me, and Father did not instruct me anything. However, I know what they are thinking and what they are plotting."
"The Great Tribulation of the Dao Sect began with Father going to the Purple Cloud Palace. How can the immortals of the Dao Sect not hate Father? I was sent to the mortal world early because of that. I need to die. I have to die in order to appease the resentment of the Dao Sect. Only then can Father control the ten thousand immortals … "
"I deserve to die. I deserve to die when I'm alive. As long as I die in the God-Conferment Tribulation and am sealed in the Celestial Court again, that will be the best ending for me."
Yang Jian stood up and paced back and forth in the small tent.
Ao Xinke asked via voice transmission, "Husband, what can we do for Cousin?"
Yang Jian nodded at her and said warmly, "Cousin, don't be anxious. Listen to me."
Just as he finished speaking, hurried footsteps could be heard from outside the tent.
Yang Jian frowned and asked Ao Xinke to stabilize Long Ji. He set up another Xuanqi and walked out.
"Prime Minister! Urgent military news! "
"Give it to me." Yang Jian snatched the jade token from the messenger cultivator's hand and probed it with his spiritual senses. His expression changed drastically.
King Wu had fainted again.
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