Two of the jade talismans that Yang Jian sent out were sent to the north and south armies. Other than informing them about the Celestial Court, he ordered the two armies to speed up their march and meet up with the East Army outside Chaoge City.
Two jade talismans went to the Zhou Capital. One went to Daon and told him to bring the disciples of the Wu people back to Mount Mei and stay in Mount Mei for a long time. After the God Conferment Ceremony, Yang Jian would bring the three thousand disciples of the Wu people to train.
One was a letter from home. It was in Yohime's hands. She asked about her mother's recent situation and said that she would send Little Chan to the Emperor Wa Palace to seek the Dao in a few days.
The other flew to the Middle Continent and found Lü Chunyang. He said that he might leave the Primordial World for a while in the near future, but he would definitely leave his incarnation behind to participate in the wedding of Lü Chunyang and his master.
Lü Chunyang put away the jade token with a bitter smile and sighed softly. He continued to teach the young people who had just entered the sect the Dao of Sword Kinesis.
Yang Jian said that he was going to Chaoge City, so he went there. In order not to implicate the mortals, he used the 72 transformations and turned into a magpie. He landed on the roof of Di Xin's palace and quietly watched the people in the hall fall.
Perhaps, this was what mortals often said about "encountering evil".
Yang Jian began to follow Di Xin quietly. He saw that Di Xin was furious and then saw Di Xin and the Nine-Tailed Fox warm up. He slowly turned Di Xin's "enthusiasm" into "waning interest".
Late at night, beside the warm pool.
At that moment, Di Xin, who was already old, stood up and put on simple clothes. He slowly paced in the hall.
In the jade pool, the demon fox, Daji, lay quietly by the pool. She was extremely beautiful. However, Yang Jian, who was squatting on the roof of the hall, suddenly thought of two poems.
The spring scenery was infinitely good, but it was about to burn.
"Your Majesty, don't be so worried," Daji said gently. "It's not your fault that the rebels are so arrogant. It's those immortals who are causing trouble. Your Majesty … if you're really worried, why don't you leave this place with me? Let's go to the Yi Hua Hall in the mountain and live in seclusion. "
Di Xin closed his eyes and sighed deeply.
"I will coexist with the foundation of my ancestors."
"Your Majesty …"
The worry in Daji's eyes could not be faked. Yang Jian was a little surprised.
In the past, he had seen the Nine-Tailed Fox in the Xuanyuan Tomb. At that time, the Nine-Tailed Fox was not too disgusting. Now, she had been husband and wife with Di Xin for so many years.
But the fact that Daji approached King Zhou was a scam. The more they fell in love with each other, the sadder it was.
"Daji"
Yang Jian muttered a few words in his heart before spreading his wings and flying away from this place.
Not long after he left, a mellow moan sounded from the palace. Clearly, Di Xin had regained his majesty.
Where is Shen Gongbao?
Yang Jian's Spiritual Awareness searched for Shen Gongbao in heaven and earth, but he could only capture a little of Shen Gongbao's energy in Zhaoge City, but he was nowhere to be found.
Yang Jian had always been curious about Shen Gongbao. Now that Jie School had withdrawn from the God-Conferment Realm, only the Goddess of Wudang was left to inherit the teachings of Jie School. The mystery of Shen Gongbao's identity could be solved.
Does he really have a grudge against Chanism and the Heavenly Lord of Primordial Beginning, or is he a pawn arranged by the Saint to ensure that the Dao Sect's Great Tribulation becomes more intense?
He would know if he asked Shen Gongbao.
Unfortunately, Yang Jian searched for most of the night, but Shen Gongbao was nowhere to be found. Many ministers of the Shang Nation were confused.
There were all kinds of situations like dropping the toilet bucket, looking for flowers, encountering hidden illnesses, and so on.
Even late at night, Yang Jian could feel the fear and uneasiness that filled Chaoge City … The Zhou Nation's army surrounded them.
They did not know when they would enter Chaoge City and end the eight-hundred-year rule of the Shang Dynasty on the South Continent. The citizens of the Shang Nation were naturally worried about their future.
Fortunately, the Zhou Army had not massacred the city for no reason. Moreover, Yang Jian had already ordered people to praise the benevolence of King Wen of Zhou and King Wu of Zhou in various parts of the Shang Nation. The panic in Chaoge City had not gone out of control.
Most of the people who could escape Chaoge City had already escaped. The rest were just ordinary citizens who could not move their families or slaves who had a hard life.
The next day, Yang Jian suddenly had an idea. He disguised himself and went to the Shang Dynasty's recruitment point to register. He quickly became a member of the Shang army.
As soon as he put on the Shang army's uniform, Yang Jian's spiritual senses sensed that the Zhou Army had left Tongguan.
After training in the Shang Army camp for two days, he heard the battle report that the Zhou Army in the north had advanced and the Zhou Army in the south had taken down the three cities overnight.
Yang Jian smiled calmly and continued to hang around in the Shang army. He wanted to use this opportunity to help the Zhou Army.
In fact, Yang Jian was not killing time. While his actions sped up the God-Conferment process, he also obtained precious free time. He could calm down and comprehend the various insights he had gained during the battle between the Three Pure Ones and the Dao Ancestor.
That was much more beneficial than cultivating hard.
In particular, the Grandmaster of Heaven's moves were reflected in Yang Jian's heart, causing Yang Jian to be immersed in them and unable to extricate himself.
In a daze, three to five days passed.
Ao Xinke returned and said that she had sent Xiao Lan home and handed her over to Xiao Lan's grandmother.
Yang Jian asked her to accompany his mother and Little Chan 'er on his behalf. He wanted Little Chan's Dao base to stabilize as soon as possible. He also asked her to bring some Spirit Pills and treasures to his disciple, Zi Xia …
In short, Yang Jian tried his best not to keep Ao Xinke by his side so as not to implicate her.
There was a lot of time to spend together after leaving the Primordial World. There was naturally no need to care about this short moment.
Ao Xinke was busy running around for Yang Jian. It was really only when Yang Jian could not meet anyone casually that she would work so hard.
Another three to five days later, the news that the Zhou Army had broken through Lintong Pass spread throughout the army. The three armies headed straight for Chaoge City.
Yang Jian scanned with his spiritual senses and monitored the generals of the Zhou Army. Then, he obediently became a soldier of the Shang army. He comprehended the Three Pure Ones' wonderful Dao and studied the various profundities of the moves used by the Saints that day.
On the twenty-first day after Yang Jian returned to the Primordial World, the three armies of the Zhou Army surrounded Chaoge City. The eastern and southern vassals also sent two reinforcements and bowed to King Wu.
Yang Jian used the jade token to suggest a plan for King Wu to gradually weaken the eastern and southern vassals in the future. That was a story for the future.
The situation in the South Continent had been decided. The destiny of King Wu of Zhou, the human emperor, was like the sun in the sky. Chaoge City was filled with cries. The last million Shang troops decreased as the Zhou Army continued to push forward.
Di Xin ordered all the strong slaves in Chaoge City to be recruited. He used the army to rush forward and face the enemies in all directions. At that moment, there were millions of people.
The final battle was imminent.
Yang Jian had stayed in the army for twenty days. Apart from "contributing" to the destruction of the Shang Nation, he had also gained a lot of understanding of the Dao of Saints.
At the very least, he understood what realm a Saint was.
An unexpected surprise was that he had finally seen the "mystery of the God-Conferment" in the army — Shen Gongbao.
Shen Gongbao was still the Imperial Preceptor of the Shang Nation. He was the one who had offered the strategy of using slaves to resist the Zhou Army. It could be considered as giving Di Xin a glimmer of hope.
Naturally, Shen Gongbao became the last general of the Shang army. He received orders in the face of danger and wanted to save the building.
The Zhou Army approached from all directions. Shen Gongbao decided to place the main force of the Shang army in the east and fight King Wu of Zhou, who was personally leading the army.
The other three sides were mostly slave armies. In Yang Jian's eyes, they were like tofu dregs that would shatter with a single touch.
Yang Jian was dressed in the uniform of the Shang army and swaggered around the Shang camp. He slowly approached the main tent where Shen Gongbao was.
His spiritual senses scanned and a wisp of Xuanqi broke the array formation of the tent. Yang Jian held his spear and guarded outside the tent. He listened to Shen Gongbao's words in the tent.
"Fellow Daoists, I know that you hate Chanism, but you should understand that all the experts of Chanism are here. We can't defeat them."
A Daoist said coldly, "It's all because the Saint is biased! Today, we're going to destroy both good and bad together! We really want to kill their disciples! "
"That's good!"
"That's right. Fellow Daoist Shen, why do you look down on us? I've never thought of going back since I came today! "
"We can't kill Yang Jian, but can't we take the lives of Nezha and Lei Zhenzi?"
In the tent, Shen Gongbao stood up and bowed to the dozen or so Daira Jinxian. He let out a long sigh and could not help but cry.
"Fellow Daoists, accept my bow!"
The corners of Yang Jian's mouth twitched. This fellow is really powerful. No wonder he could continuously invite the immortals of Jie School to deal with Chanism before the Immortal Vanquishing Sword Array and continuously intensify the conflict between the two sects …
A hint of killing intent flashed across his heart. If that person was not a pawn of the Three Pure Ones and purely wanted to deal with the Dao Sect, he would not mind letting Shen Gongbao die in the Celestial Court.
Yang Jian quietly listened to the discussion on how to deal with the disciples of Chanism. He did not want to pay attention to it. In the end, he decided to give Lei Zhenzi a jade token later and told him to be careful.
An hour later, the curtain of the main tent was lifted, and more than ten immortals of Jie School with different faces stepped out.
"Fellow Daoists, please recuperate for now. We will fight with them tomorrow!"
"Fellow Daoist Shen, you are injured. Take care tomorrow."
"Thank you for your concern, Fellow Daoist. It's just a small injury. It's not worth mentioning."
Shen Gongbao sighed softly and watched the dozen Daoists ride a cloud to Chaoge City. A cold smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
When he turned around and returned to the tent, Yang Jian slipped away. He turned around and performed the Seventy-two Transformations to hide his aura. Finally, he jogged to the front of the main tent and shouted, "Imperial Preceptor, I found a jade token outside the camp.
"State Preceptor, here is a jade talisman that I picked up outside the camp. The general ordered me to present it to you!"
"Oh?"
Shen Gongbao extended his Divine Senses, but he could not see through the changes in Yang Jian. He stared at the jade token for a while and realized that it was just a communication jade token without Dharma powers. He said, "Bring it in."
"Yes." Yang Jian calmly lifted the curtain and walked in. He held the jade token with both hands and walked to Shen Gongbao, who was sitting on the main seat.
The jade token was presented to Shen Gongbao. He took the jade token and probed it with his Divine Senses. His expression changed drastically.
There was only one sentence in the jade token. There were only five big words —
Fellow Daoist, please wait!
"Tsk." Yang Jian chuckled and slowly raised his head. The fog on his face gradually disappeared.
"Yang Jian!" Shen Gongbao glared at him and immediately wanted to stand up and use his escape technique. Yang Jian raised his left hand and pressed it forward. The Xuan Gang sealed the space around Shen Gongbao, pressing him firmly on the chair. However, the wooden chair was not damaged at all.
"Uncle-Master Shen, how have you been?"
Yang Jian grabbed a chair and sat in front of Shen Gongbao. Shen Gongbao quickly calmed down, and a mocking sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.
"Are you here to kill me?"
Yang Jian did not answer. He also asked, "Uncle-Master's name is on the List of Deification. I don't have to do anything unnecessary. I'm here today to ask for advice."
"Please speak."
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