"The prime minister has not returned for half a month, and he is worried about all kinds of things in his heart, and today the prime minister returns safely, and he should pay tribute to the prime minister with this cup!"

In the main hall of King Wu's palace, King Wu, who doesn't drink much on weekdays, also picked up the wine bottle at this time and exchanged cups with Yang Jian.

The king sat on the main seat of the low platform, and the courtiers sat cross-legged behind several rows of low tables below, and Yang Jian was alone, who could sit under the head of King Wu and sit in front of the ministers.

"King Xie," Yang Jian greeted him with a toast, looking at the heroic Martial King, thinking that the return date might be in the next month, and he was a little reluctant in his heart.

The world has passed in a hurry, but there are also a few feelings that have not changed......

"Ahem, ahem!"

King Wu suddenly coughed twice, raised his hand to cover his mouth, and his face turned red.

Yang Jian also said that this was the Martial King who was injured by the Six Soul Banners, and hurriedly got up and was about to walk over to see the condition of the Martial King.

"Nothing...... Ahem, ahem, choked on ......"

King Wu waved his hand to stop Yang Jian, but unexpectedly, his sleeves swept to the wine bottle on the table and sprinkled with sake.

"Nothing, nothing. King Wu was in a hurry for a while, and the palace people next to him hurriedly ran over to wipe it, and they didn't know how, so they pushed King Wu down on his seat, and the frightened palace people hurriedly knelt down, and the ministers jumped up one by one.

Yang Jian touched the tip of his nose beside him, looking at the martial king lying there laughing, he always felt a little embarrassed in this laughter.

"Drinking, drinking, coming, music. ”

The banquet continued, and King Wu apparently quickly forgot about the previous awkward situation, as he then fell into more embarrassment......

Yang Jian stayed at the banquet for half an hour, King Wu was choked by the wine twelve times, and bit his tongue three or four times, Yang Jian said goodbye, and when King Wu got up to send him off, he accidentally fell off the stage.

Fortunately, King Wu is considered to be strong and strong, so it is not a big deal to toss like this.

After Yang Jian left, King Wu suddenly felt like his soul had returned to its place, and he was a little dizzy when he saw Yang Jian, and finally gradually regained his state.

The General Military Mansion was classified as the General's Mansion by King Wu, and it was also Yang Jian's foothold.

Hearing that Yang Jian had returned, the disciples of the Sect and the generals of the Zhou army all hurried over, except for the generals of the army on the North Road and the South Road, the generals of the Zhou Army gathered together and waited for Yang Jian to enter the General Soldier's Mansion.

Standing in front of the General Soldier's Mansion, Yang Jian hesitated slightly, and first beckoned to the goalkeeper who was kneeling on one knee on the side.

"Prime Minister?" the young general was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly moved forward, his face full of excitement.

Yang Jian said calmly: "You go to the front hall to inform the generals that I will meet them in another hour, and at this time I am covered in dust and want to go to the backyard to change clothes." ”

"Yes!"

The young general shouted calmly, turned around and ran, but before he could run two steps, his feet tripped on the threshold, and he fell firmly to the ground, and fell into the mud.

"Hey......"

Yang Jian was just about to say hello twice, but the little general jumped up again, covered his bleeding mouth, and quickly walked towards the General Soldier's Mansion.

With a slight sigh, Yang Jian turned into a wisp of breeze and went directly to the backyard of the General Soldier's Mansion.

Previously, he was secretly taken away by Tianyan Daozi, which naturally made Ao Xinke anxious in his heart, and after the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, all the masters of the Dragon Clan returned to the Dragon Palace, and she really had a bad time for more than half a month.

And hearing the news of Yang Jian's appearance in the Wuwang Palace, Ao Xinke's heart finally landed safely.

Even Xiao Lan, who had not thought about tea and dinner for more than ten days, couldn't stop the bright light in her eyes......

Yang Jian's figure followed the wind into the backyard and arrived in a pavilion, and Ao Xinke and Xiao Lan, who were in the house, stood up at the same time and greeted them together.

Seeing his wife and a handsome boy going in and out together, although he knew that Xiao Lan was also a stunning fairy, Yang Jian was still a little depressed......

Strange, why is it depressed?

Yang Jian woke up at dusk, and his emotions seemed to be silently affected.

This Heavenly Dao......

"Husband!"

"Don't come here, just be there. ”

Yang Jian sighed lightly, seeing that the two of them were a little stunned, and said with a wry smile: "I'm a real moldy god now, and whoever gets closer to me will suffer." ”

"What's wrong with you, husband?" Ao Xinke was slightly puzzled in his heart, looking at Yang Jian with a little doubt in his eyes.

Yang Jian sighed lightly and looked at Xiao Lan, "Xiao Lan, come over and I'll have a word with you." ”

Xiao Lan blinked, Ao Xinke's pretty face on the side was also full of doubts, watching Xiao Lan walk to Yang Jian's side, Yang Jian smiled and said, "How is your relationship with me?"

"Are you Yang Jian?" Xiao Lan asked suspiciously, her eyes staggered, and she snorted lightly, "You and I are just chess friends." ”

"Okay, let's go back. ”

"Are you teasing me?"

Xiao Lan turned around angrily and left, but she had just taken two steps, and when she arrived at the bottom of the steps of the pavilion, she fell directly for some reason, and fell into a 'big' word.

Yang Jian stood with his hands in his hands, with a kind of mastery spirit that hurt people invisibly.

"What! Phew!" Xiao Lan got up in embarrassment, turned her head to look at Yang Jian, and looked at the steps again.

She is a dignified immortal cultivator, although she is not as tall as Yang Xiaochan now, but she can't walk and fall flat......

"Xinke, listen to me carefully. ”

There is nothing to hide about this, it is okay to tell Xiao Lan and Ao Xinke to listen to it, and at that moment, Yang Jian told the two of them about Qianhong, and also said the sin of beheading at this time.

Xiao Lan immediately hid away from Yang Jian, and gritted her teeth at Yang Jian for a while, "You are really hateful, you still count on me!"

"There must be some proof," Yang Jian said indifferently, the angry Xiao Lan kept stomping her feet, but Ao Xinke suddenly stepped forward and walked towards Yang Jian step by step.

Yang Jian wanted to stop but swallowed back the words, and when Ao Xinke came closer, the two hugged each other gently in the pavilion, silent.

But after only a few breaths, Ao Xinke frowned lightly and said in a low voice: "Husband, it seems that there are a little more obstacles on my path to cultivation. ”

"Hurry up and get away from me. ”

"It's okay," Ao Xinke is so smart, Yang Jian just said that the Six Sages and Tianyan Daozi borrowed his hand to kill the Hidden Hung Dao people, but he had already guessed everything here.

Ao Xinke said in a low voice: "Where the husband goes, I will go too." ”

"I'm going to ......"

"I'll accompany you, the big deal is to leave this world and go to the sea of chaos," Ao Xinke's words were soft, but his gaze was quite firm.

Yang Jian hugged her hard, and said softly: "In this case, let's go outside, I still have a few things that I can't rest assured, you don't have to be by my side these days, let's go out of the flood and stay together." ”

"Okay, it's all up to the husband's arrangement. ”

With someone to help him, Yang Jian can finally relax.

Not far away, Xiao Lan leaned against the railing of the cloister, listening to what the couple said, inexplicably a little confused.

"Yang Jian!"

Yang Jian looked up, "What's wrong?"

"The God Tribulation is almost over, and I'm going back to see my grandmother. ”

"Don't you go to Heaven to be on duty?"

"I don't want to go, it's not interesting," Xiao Lan turned her head and waved her hand in a chic manner, "I will ride the wind and return to Hong, and I will not get drunk with the emperor Jin Que." ”

"Immortality soon!"

"Then you will be sanctified as soon as possible!"

Yang Jian smiled dumbly, and said in a low voice: "Xinke, you go to give Xiao Lan a ride, if she doesn't want to, you will secretly protect her." ”

"Don't worry, husband, I can reflect on myself. ”

Ao Xinke was a little reluctant to leave Yang Jian's side and chased Xiao Lan up, but when she flew away, Yang Jian obviously noticed that her breath was not smooth for a moment.

The power of the Heavenly Dao is really powerful, and his wife's cultivation like this cannot be spared.

An hour was still long, but Yang Jian was fortunate to lie on his back on the railing next to the gazebo, blowing a small breeze, taking a nap, and letting himself relax slowly.

He had just fallen asleep when the mortal monks who passed by within a hundred feet of the neighborhood all stumbled and stumbled, shouting one after another.

However, this is just the beginning......

On the day of the meeting with the generals, more than a dozen mortal generals fell off their horses, several of them had their fingers cut while wiping their swords, and one almost drowned because he fell asleep drunk while bathing......

Nezha, Wei Hu and other monks are also unlucky, Nezha can smash his feet when he plays in the Qiankun circle, and Wei Hu can actually step on the feces of the roaring dog when he walks......

All in all, Yang Jian seemed to exude a faint sense of bad luck, which was implicating Zhou Jun and gradually falling into chaos.

Fortunately, Yang Jian has 'self-knowledge'.

"I plan to go to Chaoge City to live for a while," Yang Jian summoned all the monks in the Zhou army, and put the jade talisman in his hand on the bookcase, "On this, there are steps on when to send troops and how to march into the army, I don't have much time, and I will capture Chaoge City within a month." ”

"Senior brother, why are you in such a hurry?"

"The reason for the matter, when the gods are sealed, go back and ask the master uncle, you can know," Yang Jian replied calmly, his eyes swept over the people present, and he took out a scroll from the Xuan Turtle Belt.

The blank will of the Jade Emperor.

Lifting the pen, Yang Jian asked first: "I write your names on this will, which can help you get rid of the difficulty of being crowned gods." ”

"You must already know the disadvantages of entering the god list, but I have to say, now the god tribulation has not officially ended, the calamity is still there, if I write my name and enter the heavenly court in advance, in case you have three long and two short behind, there will be no last resort to save your life like the god list. ”

"Wish?"

Who wouldn't?

Even if Long Ji was a little speechless, he said in a low voice: "I can't become a god because of this, I have to be on the god list......"

"Sister, you don't need to say much, I know about it, you will stop and go in the army later, and you don't have to fight with others. Yang Jian said, "What's more, the Ten Thousand Immortal Array has been broken, the Sect Interception Sect Immortals have returned, and there is no strong enemy on the road ahead." ”

Long Ji bowed his head lightly and stood quietly on the side.

Yang Jian said: "I wrote it." ”

At that moment, Yang Jian first wrote down a line of small characters, which read:

'The great catastrophe of the gods is rising, and the immortal generals and gods have made meritorious deeds. Today there is a line apart.

'Chentangguan Li family is loyal and diligent, guarding one side, its head Li Jing is brave and strategic, both virtuous, the eldest son Jin Zha, the second son Mu Zha, and the third son Nezha are all fierce generals who can conquer and fight, and they are allowed to enter the heavenly court and rank in the immortal class. ’

Yang Jian thought about it, wrote the words a little smaller, and used such words to write the names of Wei Hu, Lei Zhenzi, and Deng Chanyu.

As for a mortal general like Deng Jiugong, Yang Jian didn't open the back door, and let him directly enter the god list, if he didn't die in battle, he would just wait for a hundred years to enter the heavenly court as an immortal.

After writing this, Yang Jian said again: "Look at it, what other disciples in the god list have not written?"

Nezha said bluntly: "Tsk, it's a pity that Tianhua." ”

Yang Jian's face darkened, but he didn't say anything.

After thinking about it, Yang Jian should not open too many convenient doors, so he raised his hand and wrote the word 'finish'.

Lifting the pen, this will emitted a dazzling golden light, and it turned into a streamer of light and flew into the sky.

In a few moments, a total of seven pillars of light fell from the sky and landed all over the south road, north road, and east road of the Zhou army, shrouding the people who were just protected by Yang Jian.

The immortal sound is curling, and the immortal official has issued an edict, and a few people who don't know the reason are a little confused, which is also a great benefit......

After Yang Jian sent out a few jade talismans, he left the General Soldier's Mansion and flew to Chaoge City.

It's time to develop a pure friendship with Di Xin, the Nine-Tailed Fox, and the Shen Gong Leopard......