Chapter 575: Fighting for luck on the eve of the decisive battle

　　Ten Thousand Immortals Array broke on the 28th, the fourth.
After the Fall of Our Lady of the Golden Spirit, the celestial immortals are like a group of dragons without a leader, and even the scheduling within the big formation is not smooth. If the fifth major formation is too mysterious, the interpretation and teaching side has not yet calculated the way to break it, and it is not easy to break Two bursts.
There was not much damage to the evangelists, and the death and injury of the Jiejiao immortals were not too great because they retreated to the rear.
Destroy the formation of the fourth major formation, explain and teach all the immortals to return to the sky above the Zhou army to practice and restore their strength as soon as possible.
The Ten Thousand Immortal Array can not be simply arranged. Among them, there are accumulations from ancient times. If the base is damaged, it is extremely difficult to repair it completely.
Moreover, there are immortals on duty in each formation. If these immortals have a few casualties, even if the destroyed part of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is built, it will be difficult to change as desired.
There are still three major formations, and there are still twenty days before the six soul flags truly show off.
Today, in the early morning and dusk, King Wu, who has been on the road, has been sleeping longer and longer, and Yang Jian has become weaker every time he resists the power of the six soul flags.
It was a sense of fatigue from the soul.
But this is not all bad things, the sharpening of the power of the soul does have unspeakable benefits.
King Wu has arrived at Qinglong Pass and will be here in about ten days.
Waiting for King Wu to come personally to explain and teach all the immortals with the blessing of the human emperor and dragon. Can the Ten Thousand Immortal Array that intercept the teaching be able to withstand the combined attack of the Xuandu, Yuding and other immortal masters without the master of Tongtian. There are really two things.
On the other side, Zhao Gongming and San Xiao left early, and the Taobao Taoist was sent to Lao Tzu's dojo. The Golden Spirit Virgin died in battle, and the only eight disciples were the Turtle Spirit and the Immaculate.
The attendant Seven Immortals also suffered a lot. Chang Er Ding Guang Xian was sent to the Fengshen List by Yang Jian early. Jin Guang Xian, Qiu Shou Xian and Lingya Xian were escorted to Kunlun Mountain. Only Wu Yun Xian, Jin Gu Xian and one were left. Viluxian who only escapes for his life...
Wuyun Daxian always feels like an outsider, and it seems that he would never fight to the death.
And only relying on the Virgin of Turtle Spirit, the Virgin of Wudang, the Immortal Golden Ring, and the Immortal Pilu can not resist the evangelists, and there is really no difference between them.
The Jiejiao, known as the Wanxianlai Dynasty, has gradually shown a defeat today. The process of the Conferred Gods from the beginning of the Xiqi War to the present is somewhat embarrassing.
Explaining education seems to be a sure-fire success.
Recently, in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array, there are often immortals who take the initiative to leave and then disappear.
Jiejiao all immortals did not stop, and even just kept silent about this matter. The Master Tongtian didn't even say anything, and he didn't even ask about it.
It should be the acquiescence of these immortals to leave.
The tree fell and scattered, and what happened was the miserable situation at this time.
But the more so, the more worried people such as Guang Chengzi and Yang Jian, who are responsible for the overall situation, are.
The trapped beast is still fighting, not to mention the interception.
No one could think of what the Master Tongtian would do next.
In the dead of night, the Zhou army camp was quiet, Yang Jian was sitting in front of the book case dealing with Zhou Guo's government affairs, and Ao Xinke was sitting aside holding a volume of books and quietly reading.
After a short while, Yang Jian asked, "Xin Ke, do you still like Meishan's residence?"
"Well," Ao Xinke responded, "I will be where my husband is."
"Actually, there is something I haven't told you," Yang Jian was a little embarrassed and coughed. "Previously, I had an agreement with Master Xuantu. After the conquest is over, I will stay with you at home for a hundred years, and then... ..."
Ao Xinke put down the scroll, looked at Yang Jian gently, and said with a chuckle: "I know my husband's ambition is not only in the heavens, and my husband does not have to worry about it. When you are not at home, I will take care of my mother with a ray of mind, so I just practice in retreat. "
With such a gentle and virtuous wife, Yang Jian really didn't know what to do.
"Husband, remember that there are still me, my little sister and my mother in the family, so don't risk it easily."
Yang Jian hurriedly nodded: "I will definitely not take risks easily, and Master Xuandu will not cheat me."
"Can you tell Xinke about what your husband has done?" There was a little worry in Ao Xinke's eyebrows, and Yang Jian was obviously not at ease.
"It's not a sinister thing," Yang Jian whispered his agreement with Xuantu, and Ao Xinke frowned deeper and deeper.
Yang Jian smiled and said: "This is more like a suggestion from Master Xuandu, let me go to Xuandu City to experience; and if the defense of the city can be done, I must have found a whole set of Dinghai God Orbs. China also has the ability to save lives."
Ao Xinke hesitated to speak several times, but still looked at Yang Jian faintly.
"Husband, what is sinister is not defending the city. Xuantu City is guarded by saintly man-made yellow-turbaned men. Those alien races scattered in the chaos are difficult for themselves."
"The wife, what are you worried about?"
Yang Jian shouted the wrong title, but fortunately Ao Xinke didn't care about it at this time.
"My husband is going to find the remaining twelve Dinghai God Orbs. Although Xuandu City is large, Dao Sect has almost turned it upside down over the years. Why can't we find the remaining twelve?
"Xin Ke, you mean," Yang Jian groaned a few times, "Is the Master Xuandu fooling me over? Forcibly leaving me there to guard the gate?"
Ao Xinke suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, raised her hand to grasp Yang Jian's wrist, and stared at Yang Jian's eyes.
"Husband, do you really know? Where are the remaining twelve Dinghai Divine Beads most likely?"
Yang Jian suddenly shook his head.
"Before I didn't want to do this to you because I was afraid that you would venture into Xuandu City, but now I have to tell my husband a few words."
Yang Jian pulled the chair to the side of Ao Xinke, "You, I just listened."
Ao Xinke gently nodded, telling Yang Jian some ancient things that Yang Jian knew.
Yang Jian heard two shocking news.
The dragon clan is the survivor of the Taisu realm, and the phoenix clan is also common, so only two clans have seized the opportunity in the prehistoric world to become stronger first.
When Xuandu City was in Taisu Realm, there was another title of the tomb of the saint.
The saint is the pinnacle of the great avenue, it is the ultimate sublimation of living beings, and it is immortal.
But when the Taisu Realm was at its peak, this saint’s tomb slowly floated up the upper reaches of the Long River of Years and crashed into the Taisu Realm, forcibly breaking the order of the world in the Taisu Realm and disrupting the balance of Taoism in the Taisu Realm. .
There are saint blood, saint bones, and saint artifacts in the tomb of the saints. According to reports, hundreds of saints have been buried. This is a ‘great gift’ left by the Taiji realm, which has collapsed somehow.
But because of this generous gift, Taisu's 49 saints broke out, and the Taisu world fell into a long-lost chaos, and its vitality was greatly injured.
Then, more than a dozen saints joined forces to seal the tomb of the saints and throw them into the chaos, far away from the world of Taisu, and practitioners above Da Luo can enter it to search for treasures through a specific entrance.
Gradually, around the tomb of the saint, there was a big city Xuandu city floating in the chaos.
The post-Tai Su world broke directly for some reason, and all the saints of Tai Su died in battle, and only one Pangu God broke out...
"Husband, the thirty-six Dinghai God Orbs are the magic weapon of the great sage of Taisu Dinghai, but this great sage was besieged and fallen by enemies while fighting for the tomb of the saint. The remaining twelve divine orbs, if In Xuandu City, it can only be in that big tomb..."
Yang Jian sighed, "Where is the dangerous place?"
"Those who entered the tomb have died of nine deaths."
"Yeah," Yang Jian sat there constantly weighing, on the one hand the ‘temptation’ of the saint’s magical device, and on the other hand the consideration of his own life.
"Xin Ke."
"Husband, I am here..."
"Actually, I think that I have walked all the way from the ancient road of Kunlun Mountains, with luck, and the protection of the master and the teacher. Every step seems thrilling, but in fact it is full of surprises."
Ao Xinke's face darkened, but still forced a smile, staring at Yang Jian.
"I knew I couldn't persuade you."
Yang Jian smiled and patted the back of her hand. "I also want to go through some hardships. If I'm just being guarded by the master and covered by the door of the teacher, when I return to the Great Realm, I will have the confidence to realize it. The ninth stage of profound art?"
Ao Xinke took the initiative to lean in, and Yang Jian hugged her hard and comforted her quietly.
Outside the account, in the clouds, the real Yuding and Master Xuandu who were facing a drink have not moved for a long time.
After Yang Jian covered the big tent with profound energy, and the couple went to the small bed to "rest", Yu Ding Zhenren took the initiative to lift the wine bottle, "After some time, my disciple will entrust him to the senior."
Xuan Du waved his hand and shook his head, "Don't say that, I just want to get a great helper and go with me to find some treasures."
Although it was like this, it was a benefit to Yang Jian after all. The real Yuding drank it all in one drink, always a little sigh.
Xuan Du smiled and said, "I still can't bear to let go? You want to protect the way and protect him, can't he become holy?"
"Sanctification, how illusory," Yuding Zhenren laughed bitterly, "the prehistoric road is not complete, but the chance of sanctification in Xuandu City is like a poisonous thing that cannot be contaminated. I don't think about it anymore. Up."
"Why, is this still the foolish immortal crying and crying about the injustice of heaven and earth, and the dishonesty?"
"No way," Yu Ding raised his brows, and Xuan Du was taken aback for a moment.
After watching Yuding real person quietly for a moment, Xuan Du laughed blankly: "It seems that you have accepted Yang Jian as an apprentice, so your temperament has really changed a lot."
"Perhaps the obsession was too deep before, and other things couldn't reach my ears."
Yuding said in a deep voice, "All I want to do now is to watch this world become stable, and then go the last way."
The corners of Xuan Du's mouth twitched, "Is it good to be alive?"
"Then why do you live?"
"Can you be willing to give up your own way?"
"If I can't be sanctified, I will sacrifice myself and leave a trace of sanctification."
Xuandu suddenly suppressed his smile, admiring Yuding, and said with a serious face: "Junior Yuding, you still accept disciples or not? I might as well worship you as a teacher? Can you pass on the great road you built to me?"
Real Jade Ding couldn't laugh or cry suddenly, Master Xuantu laughed twice, naturally laughing.
Actually, Yuding Zhenren meant it was obvious, he had been doing such a plan long ago.
If Yang Jian's physical body fails to become sacred, the Jade Ding will abolish Yang Jian's cultivation base, let Yang Jian practice the Yuan Shen Dao from the beginning, practice the exercises he created, and then push Yang Jian to the peak of Yuan Shen Dao all the way.
This opportunity was left by him to his disciples, and also to the "Tao" who has always betrayed him.
"Ha..." Xuan Du took a sip of his wine, breathed out like a mortal, and smiled: "Which one desires more detachment, spirit or Tao?"
"Who can know?"
The two smiled at each other and continued to drink.
It's really hard to find Daoists who can understand each other's Dao Xin at their level.
Real Taiyi doesn't count, it's a close friend, a deep friendship accumulated bit by bit.
...
On the second day, a chaotic celestial phenomenon appeared before Tongguan, and a golden dragon that was about to fall apart slowly flew into the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.
Above the city head of Tongguan, many big business officials knelt down, and the unparalleled demon Daji, wearing a plain dress, stood on the city head altar, and Daidi Xin asked the ancestor for protection.
The Ten Thousand Immortal Formations were suddenly different, and the Jiejiao's immortals seemed to have a little more confidence, and the mana movement felt a little lighter inexplicably.
Guang Chengzi came in a hurry and found Yang Jian: "When will King Wu be here?"
"It will take nine days at the earliest," Yang Jian said in a deep voice.
Guangchengzi said: "Can't you directly use the magic technique to bring King Wu to take photos?"
"I have tried before, but Wang Wu's luck does not accompany him. It seems that King Wu must walk this journey himself before he can bring Zhou's luck."
Yang Jian explained the sentence like this, and Guang Chengzi began to pace back and forth.
After a short while, Guang Chengzi said: "So like this, you take a few disciples who are good at wind, and then directly open up a big river with your force, so that King Wu's frame will go smoothly and protect the water! This way, it can be thousands of miles in a day."
Yang Jian thought a little, and sighed: "I'm going to take someone to try it out. It just so happens that there are many Dragon Clan elders hiding here, let them help."
"Good, make a trip faster."
Guang Chengzi left in a hurry, seeming to be quite busy.
Yang Jian didn't dare to delay, and told Ao Xinke that at this time, Ao Xinke nodded and said it was feasible, just find a suitable upstream water vein, and he can do it within an hour or two.
Just do it. The old dragons who stayed in the Zhou army until they were about to get moldy can finally find something to do. One by one, they flew toward the west, quite motivated.
Yang Jian went to Qinglongguan to meet with King Wu. After talking about the matter, King Wu checked his body.
"The king recently went into a coma and it took an hour and a half to wake up..."
"It's okay, the king is destined to be worry-free."
Yang Jian actually had something in his heart.
The Nine Turns Golden Pill is just a healing medicine, it can't make people soar in the day, and the cured mortals are still mortals.
However, the medicinal properties of the Six Soul Banner and the Nine Turns Golden Pill were against each other, and even a slight impact on King Wu's soul would have a slight impact on King Wu's soul.
This is a bad thing, because after the end of King Wu's entrustment of the gods, he is afraid that there will only be more than ten years of life left.
This is also a good thing, because King Wu has a longing for the way of immortals. After this ordeal, the reincarnation of the Emperor of Kai Dynasty~EbookFREE.me~ will have a smooth road to practice.
Everything has advantages and disadvantages.
Half a day later, dozens of large ships sailed along the newly opened canal, braving the wind and waves.
Fortunately, Yang Jian followed on the boat and helped King Wu to adjust his body these few days.
The monarch and the minister stood on the bow, looking at the big mountain that was split in front of him, King Wu was quite speechless.
"This is the power of the gods."
"Majesty, the road to practice is actually quite interesting."
"I have to work hard for the people in this world, so I don't want to practice," King Wu chuckled lightly, his tone was also joking, "Wait for reincarnation after a hundred years of loneliness, how about the Prime Minister accepting me as a disciple?"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded: "Okay, you must be behind Zixia's ranking."
"This is natural," King Wu chuckled lightly, "There is a fairy elder sister, there is a master like a prime minister...for those years, I really make lonely yearn for."
"My lord, cherish the present."
"The prime minister can rest assured," Wu Wang lightly stroked the hilt of the sword. "If the elder brother's hatred is not reported, the rest of the South Continent will be uneasy, and the loneliness will be uneasy. The prime minister is not always the same. Isn't what you ask for peace of mind?"
Yang Jian smiled and nodded, looking forward.
"My lord, before cultivating, let's see the two strongest cultivating forces in the world and fight."
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