Chapter 381: Deng's daughter, 5 light stone

Although many female fairies appeared in the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods, there were few female generals among the Zhou army and the Shang army, and Deng Chanyu was the one mentioned the most.
This Deng Chanyu is also a hard life, because he has no background and no master's support. Although he has the ability to beat people with colorful sacred stones, he can only beat people with swollen noses and swollen faces.
She was calculated by Jiang Ziya and Tu Xing's grandson, and her shameless Tu Xing's grandson robbed her of her body by half-strength and half-use, so she had to commit herself to Tu Xing's grandson.
This situation is really similar to that of Yang Jian’s hard-working cousin Princess Long Ji; the latter is a bit better. After all, Hong Jin is not good at marrying, but at least Hong Jin looks pretty good...
Yang Jian had previously thought that when the opportunity came, he would help his cousin Long Ji avoid such a disaster.
He didn't have to rely on women to win over enemy generals, and he wouldn't let the burning lanterns and others gesticulate in front of him. But he really didn't expect that the equally unlucky Deng Chanyu would have such an ability to be handsome.
If the Qinglongguan matter is her presided over, it is really a talent...
Yang Jian sat there concentrating on it, and realized that he had arrived at the barracks for dinner, and the generals left one after another.
Nezha and Yang Jian naturally didn't need to touch the grains, the red gauze mark on Nezha's face was slowly fading, and there was still a slight pain from time to time.
Yang Jian smiled and said: "This time it will make you remember. This time it is a battle for the gods, and the great calamity of heaven and earth is coming. There are definitely not many easy people who can walk around Nanzhou."
"Brother, this Deng Chanyu is so difficult, who is her master?"
Yang Jian groaned a few times, "I don't know either."
Nezha stood up and bit his teeth, "Brother, I want to meet her for a while, this time I have been on guard, so I am not afraid of her secretly hurting people!"
Nezha originally thought that Yang Jian would stop him, so he just said casually, the pain on his face was not gone, the five-color stone was really hard to prevent.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian nodded, "Since you are so interested, you can go."
"Hey...I, all right!" Nezha gritted his teeth, "I'll go get that Deng Chanyu!"
Yan Ba ​​turned around and left the big tent, stepping on the hot wheel and heading east.
Yang Jian raised his hand, Naojian in the corner bowed to Yang Jian, and the hidden figure chased after him. Yang Jian was afraid that something might happen, and let Naojian follow from behind.
Zhijian's cultivation base can still be seen at this time, but when the Fengshen has a real master to participate, the six friends of Meishan can only retreat behind the scenes and do errands.
After Nezha left, Yang Jian began to review the stack of memorials on the table.
These days, being a prince is really the most happy and happy, unless it is a major matter of the life and death of the princes, you can rest assured that it can be handled by the people.
The rebellion of princes and subordinates is very rare, probably because mortals in this era are relatively simple...
On weekdays, government affairs and military affairs basically fall into the official position of the'prime minister'.
Yang Jian has no nostalgia for the power of the secular dynasty. This is one of the reasons Ji Fa attaches great importance to him. He is relieved and relieved.
After waiting for almost half an hour, Nezha ran back with a disgraced face. This time, the low-hanging man was replaced with his shoulders, and his eyes were more ashamed.
"me……"
Yang Jian sat there without raising his head and continued to read the memorial. Nezha tried to speak a few times before swallowing it back.
Finally, Yang Jian raised his head and glanced at him, holding back a smile, "Did you catch him back?"
Nezha suddenly dropped his head and said, "Brother, you punish me according to military law. I stared at her movements this time, but I was still hit..."
"Can you see what object hit you?"
"A stone with light on it. Brother, do you know what it is?"
Yang Jian threw the memorial in his hand and smiled: "I have never faced her. How do I know what it is? However, it should be an innate spiritual treasure that can hurt your lotus body. In your opinion, she herself is What kind of cultivation?"
"Xianren? Tianxian? Mortal? This...I also forgot to look at it. I just looked at her hidden weapon."
Nezha scratched his head, but he really forgot to care about it.
Zhijian whispered to Yang Jian secretly, saying: "It should be only in the realm of heavenly immortals. The bone age is only 16 or 7 years old. The cultivation base has obviously been forcibly mentioned by the high person. The foundation is not solid, but his qualifications are good. Nezha's magical powers or magic weapons are inexplicable, and they can send out stones with the power of the five elements. If she acts deliberately, I will not escape being beaten."
Yang Jian couldn't help being silent.
There are so many treasures amidst the prehistoric nature that there is no way to tell the origin of the Five Lights God Stone for a while.
The stone used by the Saint Nuwa to patch the sky?
Or maybe it has something to do with Kong Xuan?
Deng Yuchan, the daughter of Deng Jiugong, who is the left behind by Deng Jiugong, and who is trying to figure out something...
"Brother, you should go to rest and heal your injuries first," Yang Jian smiled, "After this, you should understand that there is a heaven outside the sky, and there are people outside the world, and you must not use your own to run wild. The water is deep and muddy, and that is our respective master. I dare not say that no one dares to calculate in Honghuang."
"Well, I can do it for self-examination, brother, you rested earlier... alas!" Nezha lowered his head and said, "I will go back to see if there is a way to avoid her stones."
If Deng Chanyu's five-color sacred stone was polished, Nezha could speed up growth, and it would not be in vain for Yang Jian's painstaking efforts.
Yang Jian sat there for a long time without moving, Naojian replied that Yang Jian was thinking about how to deal with Deng Yuchan's affairs, appeared, and told him:
"Second Lord, I think this woman’s magical powers are not small, but they are quite limited. There is no real invincible magic weapon in the Three Realms of Gein. Although this five-light stone is powerful, it can only hit people with minor injuries. It's painful and not enough to kill people."
"Zhijian, tell me, is it possible that Deng Chanyu's Five Light Stone is related to the saint who repairs the sky?"
Zhijian groaned a few times and said: "If it weren't the treasure left by the saint, it would be really unthinkable that there could be such a miracle."
"So, I can't really embarrass her...what should I do..." Yang Jian felt a little embarrassed in his heart.
The Sage Nuwa was kind to their masters and apprentices, and the reincarnation purple jade lotus terrace could repair the serious wounds of the master's avenue. Yang Jian naturally inherited the kindness of the saint Nuwa.
If Deng Chanyu is really a disciple of Saint Nuwa, or has something to do with Saint Nuwa...
Uh, why did the Saint Nuwa arrange for a Deng Chanyu in the battle of the gods? Moreover, Deng Chanyu's original fate was considered miserable, and after his death, he was included in the list of conferred gods...
Could it be to arrange for people to enter the heavenly court?
Yang Jian only felt that these things were quite upset, and he didn't think about it anymore. After a big deal, I saw Deng Chanyu and directly asked her who she studied.
Although 80% of the answer will be ‘taught by another person’...
Throwing the memorial aside, letting Naojian also rest, Yang Jian turned over and lay on the small bed in the corner of the main account, sleeping with his eyes closed.
Mind, completely immersed in the real body underground, thinking about the breakthrough method together.
To disconnect the seventy-two profound beads from each other is equivalent to cutting one's body into seventy-two separate areas...
Do you want to self-harm again?
This Eight-Nine Profound Art really complied with the phrase ‘to suffer from hardship, and then to be a master’. Every time you break through the limit, you cannot have less pain.
Thinking blindly, Yang Jian still needs to calculate carefully. This is a major event for him to achieve in the future, so it is naturally sloppy.
Tens of days later, Zhang Guifang and the Four Saints of Kowloon Island, with 500,000 troops and horses, arrived near Xiqi in a slow pace.
This group of merchants ran across the east of Qishan, facing off against hundreds of thousands of Zhou's troops.
They walked and stopped all the way, and were harassed by Huang Tianxiang and Nangong Shi; and Zhang Guifang had been dispatched several times, and finally replaced many tired divisions, and gathered 500,000 elite soldiers.
With Wang Mo and others helping out this time, Zhang Guifang consciously had the chance to win. He was immediately triumphant, and he didn't care to let the whole army rest, and led the army forward slowly until the two armies were about to meet each other.
Seeing the soldiers of the Western Zhou Dynasty, they were full of energy and fighting spirit;
On the other hand, the Shang army went up and down, except for a few people with Taoism, they all looked tired and looked a little dodge.
On the side of Xiqi, Yang Jian stood on top of the chariot, Nezha stood in the air on the hot wheels, and Huang Feihu rode a five-color under the main flag.
Just as Zhang Guifang was about to go out to make a battle, the four Wang Mo brothers came out more and more at the same time; Zhang Guifang had to follow after seeing this, and did not dare to scold the four great Luo Jinxians.
Wang Mo looked at Yang Jian and said, "Does the things agreed a month ago still count today?"
"Naturally count, immortality and warfare can't be confused," Yang Jian said, acquiescing that Ao Xinke would not make a move today.
The fighting spirit of Wang Mo's eyes was blazing, and the four sacred beasts sitting down and riding roared at the same time, with shocking momentum.
Wang Mo was riding on Juya, pointed at Yang Jian and roared: "Yang Jian! You dare to fight me again!"
This roar ~EbookFREE.me~ really dissipated the resentment and anger he had buried in his heart for many years.
"Huh," Nezha stepped forward slowly on the Hot Wheels, "I want to fight with my brother, I have passed my level first!"
He saw that Deng Chanyu was not here, so he was very determined, so he took the initiative to fight for a bit of face in front of the senior.
Although Wang Mo was a little angry, he also knew that Nezha was a magic weapon with supernatural powers, and his combat power was not under the Da Luo Jinxian.
However, Yang Jian's treasure, Kai Dzi, was taken away by Yang Jian, and there was no news. Faced with Nezha, who was covered in treasure, he didn't dare to be careless.
Wang Mo nodded: "In that case, I will not deceive your younger generation, just give it a go."
Nezha's face was dignified, and three heads and six arms appeared in the air. The three most handy treasures, the flaming spear, Huntian Ling, and Qiankun circle, were raised at the same time.
I was bullied by Deng Chanyu with hidden weapons twice and three times before, and Nezha also held a fire in his heart. Today, I want to sprinkle a sprinkle with the Four Saints of Kowloon Island.