Chapter 427: Wen Zhongyue fights, put on the list of gods

　　 "The second master is back!"
As Zhijian shouted, Yang Mansion suddenly became lively.
Yang Jian has been out for less than ten days this time, but it is really worrying. Now seeing Yang Jian's return, the army of Meishan, the witch youth, and the fairy maid in the mansion are all relieved.
He is the backbone of the Yang Mansion, the pillar of Meishan, and even the support of the Wu Clan today.
The real man Yuding sent Yang Jian back to the mountain to practice, and Yang Jian secretly made up his mind that he should block the matter of consecrating the gods and let his masters and uncles do not stand up for himself.
The trick to the seventy-two changes has been found, and Yang Jian only needs to delve into it carefully to gradually dig out his own combat power.
He walked around the mansion, saw his mother, and hurried to the attic where Ao Xinke lived.
When the Taibai Venus came here, Yao Ji gave a seal, and no one was allowed to leak the news. She wanted to keep it from Yang Jian, fearing that Yang Jian would have a grudge.
In the backyard of Yang Mansion, Yang Jian hurriedly walked into the attic.
"Xin Ke? How are you hurt?"
Ao Xinke, who was practising by the window, opened her eyes and was a little surprised.
She was a little distracted just now, and did not notice Yang Jian's return; Yang Jian also did not feel Ao Xinke's breath, and then hurried to the backyard.
Seeing that his wife was innocent, she seemed to be practicing in retreat before, Yang Jian also felt a little bit reckless, and hugged Ao Xinke in his arms.
Originally, Ao Xinke had a thousand grievances in her heart. At this time, listening to Yang Jian’s greeting, she was embraced by Yang Jian’s arms and quietly disappeared...
"Husband, don't be so aggressive."
"Well, madam, let me tell you something."
Yang Jian told Ao Xinke about his experience in Fenggu, and he concealed the difficulties and dangers, mainly explaining about Fengwu and Fengshan.
Ao Xinke just listened quietly, making Yang Jian imagine that she was jealous and awkward...
Really so generous?
"The Fengwu girl is sentimental and righteous, and it is reasonable for her husband to fall in love with her. Xinke is already satisfied with her husband's ability to confess."
"I didn't mean it..." Yang Jian saw Ao Xinke's serious look and smiled, "My heart is loyal to you, Madam. I tell you this to let you take care of Feng Wu and Feng later. Shan some. I'm going to be busy with the catastrophe. Their sisters must have left a lot of knots when they first encountered this disaster."
Ao Xinke blinked, "My husband really thinks so?"
"That's exactly what I think. Although you and their sisters are enemies of the dragon and the phoenix, in our mansion, let's ignore these big hatreds for the time being."
"Since the husband has the order, Xin Ke should obey it," Ao Xinke softly agreed, leaning forward to Yang Jian.
Yang Jian sealed the black turtle belt with profound energy and wrapped this place.
The warmth of this scene was a little late, and no one was disturbed.
Settling Feng Shan and Feng Wu in the Yang Mansion, accompanied by three women in the family, and watching the snarling dog, Yang Jian was relieved.
In the evening, he finally remembered Wen Zhong's attack on Xiqi, he breathed in the city and went to the military camp outside the city.
After a short inspection, Wen Zhongbing has entered Zhou's national borders, and is thousands of miles away from Qishan.
But Zhou Jun was already sad, and his morale fell to the bottom; the soldiers fell fortunately, and all the generals in the army knew the invincible name of the war, and they really panicked.
Huang Feihu couldn't sleep peacefully for a few days, and King Wu never went to court for two days.
Fortunately, at this point, Yang Jian finally rushed back.
When entering the army, the first thing Yang Jian did was to order people to beat the drums and call the generals to discuss matters.
When Yang Jian returned, Zhou Jun immediately beat the gongs and drums, and the soldiers rushed to transmit. The clouds that hung over Xiqi were finally diluted.
Not long after, Nezha and Huang Tianhua, who rushed back to the main account of the Chinese army, reported the military situation ahead, and Huang Feihu and Nangong reported the many arrangements they had made. Jin Zha Muzha and other generals just listened carefully.
Yang Jian sat on the main seat and pondered a little bit, but Wen Zhong was not afraid of this time.
Wen Zhong's skills are never better than the Golden Spirit Virgin, so he can do it by himself.
The difficulty is that at this moment, I don't know how many Jiejiao immortals Wen Zhong called, and who they are.
"The two juniors have been staring at the business army, but can you see which Jiejiao immortal shows up?"
"Brother back!"
"Brother!"
"I'll come first!"
"For me!"
Huang Tianhua and Nezha spoke almost at the same time, and then the two of them stared at each other with their big eyes, their necks stretched and they refused to give each other.
This pair of enemies, how long has it been since he was gone, has developed to such a situation...
Yang Jian sternly said, "What are you two fighting for? Now that the army is currently in force, Wen Zhong is coming fiercely. As disciples of interpretation, you two have to fight in your own nest?"
Nezha and Huang Tianhua turned their heads away at the same time, and Yang Jian said, "Nezha speak first. If your talk is not as comprehensive as what Tianhua said, go and lead the ten army staff yourself."
"Of course I can see more accurately than him!" Nezha raised his head, so, so, and so, Jiang Wen Zhongjun, the chief general, and the immortal Jiejiao said one by one.
Wen Zhong personally took command, and Deng Chanyu was the lieutenant. Apart from a few disciples who taught three generations, there were no other monks.
"There are only a few three-generation disciples?" Yang Jian was suddenly puzzled.
Could it be that Jiejiao Immortal wanted to wait for the war to reappear?
"Can Tianhua have anything to add?"
"It's the same situation I found," Huang Tianhua was hesitant to say something. He glanced at his father, and Huang Feihu stroked his beard and presented a letter slip.
"The prime minister, this is a letter sent by Wen Zhongxian."
"Oh?"
Yang Jian slowly opened the booklet and looked at the big characters of dragons and phoenix dances, and couldn't help but smile, "This Taishi Wen, actually said that he wants to compare me with a strategy of war, not a magic spell."
Nezha's eyes lit up, "Are they afraid of it?"
"It's definitely not like this," Yang Jian shook his head, spread the booklet on the table, carefully studied it twice, and laughed, "From the perspective of words, it can be seen that this Taishi Wen is also a man with a strategy. Unfortunately, he If you help you to abuse, you don't know the number of days, and you will lose in the end."
Yang Jian laughed a few times and closed the slips. It seemed that he was in a good mood. "Send the order, all armies have a good rest and wait for the merchants to come. This time, we will compete with them. As long as we defeat Wen Zhong and Shang You have no support!"
The soldiers were inexplicably refreshed, but Huang Feihu, who could not 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 the enemy line at noon tomorrow.
After the generals left, only the disciples of Chanjiao were left in the tent, but Yang Jian put away his smile and sat there pondering a few words.
"Big brother, what's the matter?" Jin Zha had already known this appearance, apparently thinking that Yang Jian was just pretending to be relaxed and calming his army.
Unexpectedly, Yang Jian said with a serious face: "Wen Zhong is going to compete with troops. You guys will fight to kill the enemy later, and you can't fly to the sky, lest Wen Zhong can't be convinced. These days, you learned how to ride horses. Let's go back."
Jin Zha's face was red with choking, Mu Zha couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and the three generations of disciples in the account all laughed.
This laughter spread to the barracks, and the soldiers felt more at ease.
At night, when the army put food, Yang Jian went to Wu Wang Jifa's palace to confess his crimes, and then reported the strategy to defend against the enemy.
Ji Fa said solemnly: "The Prime Minister, Taishi Wen is the national weapon of the protector. In the past few decades, he has not failed in the conquest of various places. This time, the Prime Minister is really determined to win?"
"Seven points are on my chest, three points are determined by heaven," Yang Jian replied indifferently, "Wang Wu is at ease. Recently, foreign affairs won't disturb me, so I can deal with Na Wenzhong at ease."
"The prime minister..."
Ji Fa had planned to say something, but when the words came to his lips, looking at the young fairy in a long robe standing in front of the book case, he felt a little sad.
"I trust the Prime Minister, and the Prime Minister can do whatever it takes."
"Xie Dawang."
Yang Jian bowed and retired, the courtesy of the courtiers was not lost.
After leaving the Wuwang Palace, Yang Jian jumped up, flew into the sky, and fell to the top of Qishan Mountain in a blink of an eye.
There has been a high platform one hundred feet long in this place, and the four-xiang true spirit array is added to the left and right. The high platform depicts the scene of the immortal and the image of the flying immortal on all sides, which is like a place to rise to the immortal.
As soon as Yang Jian fell on the high platform, a figure jumped out from the side, kneeling in front of Yang Jian on one knee.
"Second Lord, the Conferred God Platform has been built."
"Bai Jian, you have a merit in supervising the creation of the Conferred God Platform, and this merit has been recorded in the Conferred God List," Yang Jian had a golden scroll in his hand, which was the book Conferred God List that day.
Yang Jian stretched out his hand to pass it, and Bai Jian's body glowed with golden light, and he held the Fengshen list with both hands.
Yang Jian said: "Hang this list up!"
"Here!"
Bai Jian agreed, got up and took two steps back, then walked straight to the center of the high platform.
There was a jade platform there, and Fengshen Bang seemed to know that this was a place for it, so he slowly opened it up a little and laid it flat on the jade platform.
Bai Jian bowed back, and Yang Jian moved forward. He said, "Yang Jian, a disciple of Yuxu, asks for orders. This is to build a temple for the temple and install the list. He also asks the master to show the sage, so that the young people of Xiao Xiao don’t dare to watch. here."
As soon as the voice fell, a jade light fell from the night ~EbookFREE.me~ hanging on the Conferred God Platform.
The yin and yang two qi suddenly appeared around the Conferred God Platform, and the two qi were entangled, turning into four barriers, completely covering the Conferred God Platform.
If the saints make a move, there will be no loss in the Conferred God List.
From today onwards, if Jie Jiao wants to calculate the list of the Conferred Gods, he must first go through the means arranged by Yuanshi Tianzun.
Yang Jian bowed and retreated, but Bai Jian was waiting at the Conferred God Stage. He was the spirit guarding the Conferred God List, and he was destined to have a great opportunity in the future.
After setting up the Fengshen list, Yang Jian returned to the barracks. In order to settle the army, he would inspect the Sifang barracks in the next few days.
Zhou Jun actually had the power to conquer the east, but these powers were still not enough, and there was no guarantee that after the Lord was destroyed, Zhou Jun would still have enough power to deter the world and allow King Wu to ascend the throne.
It will take some time.
Wen Zhong...
Than military...
Yang Jian shook his head and smiled. He took a piece of cloth and wrote a big character, took a jade symbol, wrapped the cloth on the jade symbol, and threw the jade symbol out.
Such trouble, but it is also the cause of happiness.
Looking at the familiar layout in the tent, Yang Jian was inexplicably kind.
For the first two years, he has been living here...
After thinking for a while, he released the incarnation of the soul and sat there, performing 72 changes in his real body, and flew away from the barracks as a gray bird. He flew straight back to the backyard of Yang Mansion and got into the attic of him and Ao Xinke. .
Short, Wen Yu is warm.