"The second master is back!"

With Zhijian's shout, the Yang Mansion suddenly became lively.

Yang Jian has been out for less than ten days this time, but it is really worrying, and now seeing Yang Jian's return, the army of Meishan in the house, the young man of the Wu clan, and the fairy maid are all relieved.

He is the backbone of the Yang Mansion, and he is also the pillar of Meishan, and he is the support of the Wu clan now, so he must not be lost.

After sending Yang Jian home, Yang Jian had returned to the mountain to practice, and Yang Jian secretly made up his mind in his heart that he would block the matter of sealing the gods, and let the master and uncle stand up for themselves.

The trick of the seventy-two changes has been found, and Yang Jian only needs to study carefully and gradually dig out his combat power.

He walked around the house, saw his mother, and hurried to the attic where Ao Xinke lived.

When Tai Bai Xing came here, Yao Ji issued a gag order, no one was allowed to leak the news, and she wanted to hide it from Yang Jian, for fear that Yang Jian would have a bad heart.

In the backyard of Yang's mansion, Yang Jian hurriedly walked into the attic.

"Xinke, how are you hurt?"

Ao Xinke, who was practicing by the window, opened his eyes and was a little surprised.

Just now she was a little distracted, and she didn't notice Yang Jian's return, and Yang Jian didn't feel Ao Xinke's breath, so she hurried to the backyard.

Seeing that his wife was unharmed, and it seemed that he was practicing in retreat before, Yang Jian also felt that he was a little reckless, and hugged Ao Xinke in his arms.

Originally, Ao Xinke had a thousand grievances in his heart, but at this time, listening to Yang Jian's greetings, he was hugged by Yang Jian's arms and quietly dissipated......

"Husband, don't be so reckless. ”

"Well, Madame, come, let me tell you something. ”

Yang Jian told Ao Xinke what happened to him in Fenggu, and he hid the hardships and dangers, mainly to explain the matter of Feng Wu and Feng Shan.

Ao Xinke just listened quietly, and Yang Jian's imagination of her jealousy and awkwardness did not appear......

Is it really so generous?

"That Fengwu girl is affectionate and righteous, and it is reasonable for her husband to fall in love with her, and her husband can tell her frankly, and Xinke is already satisfied. ”

"That's not what I meant......" Yang Jian looked at Ao Xinke's serious look and said with a smile, "I am loyal to you in my heart, Madame, and I want you to take care of Feng Wu and Feng Shan more later." I'm going to be busy with the calamity of the gods, and their sisters must have left a lot of knots in their hearts when they first suffered from this. ”

Ao Xinke blinked, "Husband really thinks so?"

"It's true that you think so, although you and their sisters are dragon and phoenix feuds, but in our house, let's ignore these big hatreds for the time being. ”

"If the husband has an order, Xinke should obey it," Ao Xinke agreed softly, and took the initiative to come to Yang Jian.

Yang Jian sealed the Xuan Turtle Belt with Xuan Qi and wrapped this place.

This scene, which was a little late, was not disturbed by anyone.

Settled Feng Shan and Feng Wu in the Yang Mansion, accompanied by the three women in the family, and watched by the Howling Dog, Yang Jian was also relieved.

In the evening, he finally remembered the incident of Wen Zhonghua Xiqi, showed his breath in the city, and went to the military camp outside the city.

After a little inspection, Wen Zhong's soldiers and horses had entered the border of the Zhou State, and there were still thousands of miles away from Qishan.

However, the Zhou army was already gloomy and bleak, and its morale had fallen to the bottom; the soldiers were fine, and the generals in those armies were really a little panicked when they all knew that Wen Zhong was invincible.

Huang Feihu couldn't sleep for a few days, and King Wu didn't go to court for two days.

Fortunately, at this juncture, Yang Jian finally rushed back.

When he joined the army, the first thing Yang Jian did was to order people to beat drums and convene generals to discuss matters.

When Yang Jian returned, the Zhou army suddenly beat gongs and drums, and the soldiers rushed to transmit, and the dark clouds that shrouded the sky over Xiqi were finally diluted.

Not long after, the main account of the Chinese army, Nezha and Huang Tianhua, who hurried back, reported the military situation ahead, Huang Feihu and Nangong Shi told them about the many arrangements they had made, and Jin Zha Muzha and other generals just listened attentively.

Yang Jian sat on the main seat and muttered a little, Wen Zhong was menacing this time, but he was not afraid.

Wen Zhong's skills are not as good as the Holy Mother of Jinling, and he should be able to tie it up.

The difficulty is that at this time, I don't know how many sectarians Wen Zhong shouted, and who the other party was.

"The two junior disciples have been staring at the merchant army, but can you see which sectarian of the sect has appeared?"

"Back to Senior Brother!"

"Senior brother!"

"I'll come first!"

"I'll tell you!"

Huang Tianhua and Nezha spoke almost at the same time, and then the two stared at each other, stretching their necks.

This pair of enemies, why has he been absent for only a long time, and he has developed into such a situation......

Yang Jian grimaced, "What are you two fighting for? Now that the army is current, Wen Zhong is menacing, and you two are disciples of the Interpretation Sect, so you two still can't fight in the nest?"

Nezha and Huang Tianhua didn't look over at the same time, Yang Jian said: "Nezha speak first, if you don't speak as comprehensively as Tianhua said, go and get the ten army scepters yourself." ”

"Of course I'm more accurate than him!" Nezha tilted his head, and said one by one the arrangements in Wen Zhong's army, the main general, and the immortals who intercepted the sect.

Wen Zhong personally took command, Deng Chanyu was the deputy general, and in addition, except for a few disciples of the third generation of the sect, there were no other monks.

"Only a few third-generation disciples?" Yang Jian was suddenly a little puzzled.

Could it be that the Sectarian Sect Interceptor wants to wait for the Great War to reappear?

"Is there anything to add to Tianhua?"

"That's what I found," Huang Tianhua stopped talking a little, glanced at his father, Huang Feihu stroked his beard, and presented a letter to him.

"Prime Minister, this is a letter sent by Wen Zhongqian a few days ago. ”

"Oh?"

Yang Jian slowly opened the book, looked at the big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing, and couldn't help but smile, "This Wen Taishi actually said that he wanted to compare the art of war with me, not the magic spell." ”

Nezha's eyes lit up, "Are they afraid of intercepting the sect?"

"It's definitely not like this," Yang Jian shook his head, spread the book on the table, studied it carefully, and said with a smile, "Judging from the words, it can be seen that this Wen Taishi is also a person with a strategic mind." It's a pity that he aided in the abuse, didn't know the number of days, and eventually lost in the hands of you and me. ”

Yang Jian laughed a few times, closed the book, and seemed to be in a good mood, "Order, all the armies are resting and waiting for the merchant army to come." This time, let's have a good fight with them, as long as we defeat Wen Zhong, Shang Jun will have nothing to rely on!"

The soldiers were inexplicably more energetic, and Huang Feihu, who couldn't sleep peacefully, felt a little sleepy at this time.

Yang Jian ordered the generals to return to the camp to rest, and then set up a position against the enemy at noon tomorrow.

After the generals left, only the disciples of the Interpretation Sect were left in the tent, but Yang Jian put away his smile and sat there muttering a few words.

"Senior brother, what's wrong?" Jin Zha looked like he had known this, obviously thinking that Yang Jian was pretending to be relaxed just now and stabilizing the army's heart.

Unexpectedly, Yang Jian said with a serious face: "Wen Zhong wants to compete with the troops, and a few of you will go into battle to kill the enemy later, and you can't fly away, so as not to make this Wen Zhong unconvinced." I've been learning how to ride a horse for the next few days, so let's go back. ”

Jin Zha's face was red and his ears were red when he was choked, and Mu Zha couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and explained that these three generations of disciples were all laughing in the tent.

This laughter spread to the barracks, and the soldiers felt more and more at ease.

At night, after dinner in the army, Yang Jian went to the palace of King Jifa, confessed his crimes, and told him about the strategy of defending against the enemy.

Ji Fa said in a deep voice: "Prime Minister, Master Wen is the national weapon of the protector of merchants, and there has been no defeat in the conquest of various places for decades, this time Cheng is really sure to win?"

"Seven points are in my chest, and three points depend on heaven," Yang Jian replied indifferently, "King Wu's peace of mind is that the recent things outside the party will not disturb me, and I can rest assured that I can deal with that Wen Zhong." ”

"Prime Minister......

Ji Fa was about to say something, but when the words came to his lips, he looked at the young immortal in a robe standing in front of the bookcase, and his heart was somewhat gloomy.

"I trust the prime minister, and the prime minister can just do it. ”

"King Xie. ”

Yang Jian bowed and retired, and the courtier's courtesy was not lost.

Out of the Wuwang Palace, Yang Jian jumped up, flew into the clouds, and fell to the top of Qishan Mountain in a blink of an eye.

This place has more than a hundred zhang long high platform, the four elephant true spirit array is added to the left and right, the high platform depicts the scenery of ascending immortals, the image of flying immortals on all sides, as if a place to ascend immortals.

As soon as Yang Jian landed on the high platform, a figure jumped out and knelt down on one knee in front of Yang Jian.

"Second master, the Fengshen Platform has been built. ”

"Bai Jian, you have a merit in supervising the creation of the Fengshen Platform, and this merit has been recorded in the Fengshen List," Yang Jian had an extra golden scroll in his hand, and he was the Heavenly Book Fengshen List.

Yang Jian stretched out his hand and handed it forward, Bai Jian's body bloomed with golden light, and he held the Fengshen List with both hands.

Yang Jian said: "Hang this list!"

"Whoa!"

Bai Jian agreed, got up and took two steps back, and then walked straight to the center of the high platform.

There was a jade platform there, and the Fengshen Bang seemed to know that this was the place prepared for it, so he slowly opened it a little and spread it on the jade platform.

Bai Jian bowed and retreated, Yang Jian stepped forward, made a gesture to the Fengshen List, and said: "Yuxu disciple Yang Jian, please take your life, build the Fengshen Platform today, place the Fengshen List, and invite the ancestor to show the saint, so that the Xiaoxiao disciples dare not watch here." ”

As soon as the words fell, a jade light fell from the night and hung down on the Fengshen platform.

Yin and yang suddenly appeared around the Fengshen Terrace, and the two qi were entangled, turning into four barriers, completely enveloping the Fengshen Terrace.

The saint makes a move, and the god list will not be lost.

And from today on, if the sect wants to calculate the god list, it must first go through the means arranged by Yuan Shi Tianzun.

Yang Jian bowed and retreated, but Bai Jian was waiting on the Fengshen Platform, he was the spirit of guarding the Fengshen List, and he was destined to have a big opportunity in the future.

After placing the god list, Yang Jian returned to the barracks, and in order to settle the army's heart, he had to inspect the Quartet barracks in the next few days.

The Zhou army actually had the power to go east, but these forces were still insufficient, and there was no guarantee that after destroying the Shang monarch, the Zhou army would still have enough strength to deter the world and let King Wu ascend the throne.

It will take some time.

Wen Zhong......

than the military affairs......

Yang Jian shook his head and smiled, took a piece of cloth in his hand, wrote a big character with a pen, took a jade talisman, wrapped the cloth around the jade talisman, and threw the jade talisman out.

Such trouble, but it is also a matter of interest.

Glancing at the familiar arrangement in the tent, Yang Jian was inexplicably a little kind.

For the first two years, he had been living here......

After thinking about it, he released the Yuan Shen incarnation to sit here, and the real body performed seventy-two transformations as a gray finch and flew away from the barracks, flew straight back to the backyard of the Yang Mansion, and got into the attic of him and Ao Xinke.

The spring night is bitter and short, and the warm jade tent is warm.