"It turned out to be Uncle Shen...... Rude, rude, the disciple practiced in Jialong Mountain, and the Taoist number was the grandson. ”

"You and I are on the same level, why bother with uncles and uncles, all monks are Taoist friends! ”

"Don't dare, don't dare ......"

Tu Xingsun suddenly responded in a hurry, and his Dao heart was inexplicably fluttering, and he always felt that the person in front of him was extremely close.

Shen Gongbao flickered into the immortals, and those with great powers and supernatural powers couldn't help but sink into the mud, not to mention Tuxingsun, who had just cultivated the Tao for many years, and the Dao heart could not be talked about being half a complete 'half-hanger'.

In a few words, Shen Gongbao sat under a tree with Tuxingsun and learned all kinds of things about Tuxingsun.

Tuxing Sun only felt that this uncle, who was 'not allowed to expound the teaching', had the same root and the same fate as himself, and had a similar fate, so he immediately became a confidant, and spit out his bitterness to Shen Gongbao, saying how his master did not like him......

Shen Gongbao was enlightened by the side, and in just a moment, he named a 'bright and smooth road' for Tuxingsun.

Half a day later, Shen Gong Leopard rode the black leopard east, and Tu Xingsun sat under the tree and was stunned for a while, and then gritted his teeth and returned to Jialong Mountain with the method of earth escape.

After hesitating for a long time, Tuxing Sun Fang entered the side cave of Feiyun Cave with fear, afraid of leaving Sun Baobao.

A pot of healing elixir, Tuxingsun took out three and put them in his arms in case of emergency.

Among the many treasures, Tuxingsun found the strongest 'bundle of immortal ropes' and wrapped it around his waist, and turned his head to drill out of the Feiyun Cave.

Just gone?

Tuxing Sun hesitated in his heart, turned his head to look at the landscape around Feiyun Cave, and stared at the door of Feiyun Cave.

Leaning down and bowing, there were three knocks on his head, Tuxingsun didn't say a word, his figure escaped into the soil, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Shen Daoyou is right!

Master doesn't pay attention to himself, he doesn't believe in his own skills, and he feels that he can't compare with Yang Jian and Nezha!

Senior Brother Yang Jian, forget it, he is a big man who stands up to the sky and the earth in the wilderness, and he can't compare, but Nezha, Huang Tianhua, and what kind of golden Zha Muzha are, and what is the gap between him and himself?

If you grow tall, you can call the wind and rain, be taken care of by the senior brother in every way, and make contributions in the secular world of Nanzhou?

He wanted to give these senior brothers and junior brothers some colors to see, so that they would know that he was not useless!

Tuxingsun's earth escape is silent, and such magical powers have really reached the level of supernatural powers.

Not long after he left, in the depths of the Feiyun Cave, a pair of eyes slowly opened, except for a little relief in his eyes, a little depression, and some, only half of the sigh remained.

This is exactly what it is:

Tuxing doesn't know the teacher's kindness, and when he comes to the gods, he will be killed.

......

Zhou capital city, Yang Mansion.

After three days, another letter was placed on Yang Jian's bookcase, and this time it was Muzha who sent the letter back, and Nezha lived at home after going to Chentangguan to persuade Li Jing to follow Zhou, which was quite hard.

The letter is still written by Deng Jiugong, and it is a reply to Di Xin's second will.

Di Xin urged Deng Jiugong to send troops again, and there was already a ruthless meaning in his words, but Deng Jiugong still insisted on not moving his troops, and pleaded with Di Xin with the lives of hundreds of thousands of soldiers in Wuguan, so that they could attack by defending......

Yang Jian thought about it carefully, in fact, he didn't have to do anything, and now Di Xin, who was tyrannical and had no magnanimous vision at all, would also give a strict order to let Deng Jiugong directly send troops to fight the Zhou army to the death.

"Something has to be done. ”

Yang Jian thought about it for a while and wrote two simple letters to Mu Zha, one was to be sent to Chaoge City to Fei and You at will, and the other was written to Jiang Shang in Chaoge City.

Jiang Ziya did not agree to King Wu's expedition, which made Yang Jian a little surprised, so he simply asked Mu Zha to bring a letter to Jiang Shang.

Fei Zhong and You Hun have become Yang Jian's 'eyes and ears', and Yang Jian gave them an order to the two of them to give Di Xin a message, saying that Deng Jiugong supported the army and respected himself, and how it was.

Yang Jian is familiar with this kind of strategy.

The other letter is to persuade Jiang Shang to come, Yang Jian clearly said in the letter that he will leave the Nanzhou world after he is a god, and King Wu of Zhou needs a person to assist, and Jiang Shang is from a sectarian background, and he is quite talented, so he should focus on training.

How much, there is such a shamelessness......

But Yang Jian's heart did not fluctuate, and he was even a little complacent.

Mu Zha left in a hurry, Yang Jian continued to deal with political affairs, there were always Wenchen and Wu in the small study room who were unaware of it, and Yang Mansion was also full of people, a prosperous scene.

When she was busy at lunch, Yang Xiaochan came to call Yang Jian to rest for half a day, and Yang Jian readily agreed to go to her mother's courtyard and sit for two hours.

Yao Ji made some refreshments, Ao Xinke made a pot of good tea, and the family of four had a small gathering, but many figures were indispensable to accompany them.

Chu Qian felt more and more quiet, and the demonic aura on her body gradually faded, but began to condense the immortal qi.

This is Yao Ji's work, after all, Yao Ji is the White Lotus Princess of Heaven, Chu Qian serves left and right, so she has the 'status' of a fairy, and it is reasonable for her to give birth to a fairy on her body.

After all, the so-called immortal breath is just a 'reward' and 'blessing' from the Heavenly Dao to the immortals of the Heavenly Court at this time.

Mei Kongmei naturally couldn't come to such an occasion, she was like being confined to the courtyard, surrounded by immortal regiments, and the six friends of Meishan took turns to guard outside the courtyard, lest she suddenly attack.

Feng Wu and Feng Shan rarely appeared, Feng Shan seemed to have come out of the haze, and Yang Xiaochan was greasy and crooked on the side, and became a 'close friend in the boudoir' after Liuya.

And Feng Wu seemed to be much calmer, and became more and more silent, but there was a gentle temperament between her gestures, which also had a unique charm.

"My son has worked hard for King Zhou in recent years, and he has really suffered a lot," Yao Ji put a bowl of soup in front of Yang Jian, and said softly, "You don't have to be too tired, let your junior brothers and sisters do more things, don't put thousands of affairs on yourself." ”

Yang Jian said with a smile: "Mother, don't worry, I know all this." ”

Yaoji sighed lightly, "Your uncle and you are also of the same temperament, when my mother was in heaven, I saw that he never rested every day, and he had to ask about everything. ”

"Mother doesn't complain about my uncle?"

"It's come to this, what else can I do?" Yao Ji said softly, with a faint sad smile on her lips, "But after all, you can't blame him all, even if you complain about him, you can't go back......"

Yang Jian was silent, and Ao Xinke gently grabbed her mother-in-law's left hand to show comfort.

"Mother," Yang Jian suddenly asked, "After being consecrated as a god, if my maternal uncle recruits me to enter the Heavenly Court as an official, will my mother stop me from going?"

"My son is already so old, he is already a well-known monk, he can make his own decisions about these things, why bother asking his mother?" Yaoji's eyes were full of tenderness, "If you want to go, you can go, if you feel that you can't get over the face, why don't you go to heaven for your mother to go to heaven for you? If you don't want to go, let's go back to Meishan, and the family will stay there and practice well." ”

Yang Jian's heart rippled slightly, nodded lightly to Yao Ji, and said with a smile: "The matter of sealing the gods has made me anxious, and I really don't want to take care of the affairs of the heavenly court." ”

"It's up to you," Yao Ji took Ao Xinke's slender hand and suddenly said something that didn't make sense, "What my mother is thinking about now is when you can have a son and a half daughter." ”

Ao Xinke is so cultivated, but at this time, she can only be a little daughter, and she blushes and doesn't know what to say.

Yang Jian laughed a few times, and only said 'follow the fate', but he didn't know that he had a disadvantage in practicing Eight or Nine Xuangong, that is, those who did not match the strength of the physical body would have no heirs.

In this way, Yang Jian spent his days leisurely in the capital of Zhou, half a day busy, half a day idle clouds and wild cranes, although he never went to the border of Zhou to command the former army of ten thousand horses, but in a small study to calculate the general trend of the entire Nanzhou.

If there is no movement, things will be much easier.

In a blink of an eye, more than a month later, on Yang Jian's desk, Deng Jiugong wrote six more letters, and the last one was already quite sad and angry, and he wanted to go out and 'burn jade' with Zhou Jun.

Rumors spread in Chaoge City, and half of the princes of the four hundred towns in the south and east had secretly shown favor to the Western Zhou, and the small half had secretly pledged allegiance.

In the territory of the Zhou State, the military power of the princes of each town was continuously reduced, and the number of private soldiers of the princes should not exceed 10,000.

The establishment of the system is a very complex project, but fortunately, Yang Jian has the support of immortal arts, and has a preliminary framework.

On another three days, the merchant army of Qinglongguan was opened, Nezha heard the news and returned to the camp, and the two armies put on a posture, with 600,000 Shang troops and more than 800,000 Zhou troops.

On the fifth day, a battle report was sent by Yufu, which was not a good news, but a call for help from the front.

Yang Jian was not too anxious, and after reading the jade talisman, he threw the jade talisman aside.

Nezha was injured by Wuguang Stone, Huang Tianhua and Jin Zha were captured, and Muzha was afraid that things would not be cleaned up, so he hurriedly asked Yang Jian for help.

"Tuxing Sun ......"

Yang Jian muttered this Dao number in his mouth, and his eyes gradually deepened.