Chapter 478: Tied fairy rope show prestige

"It turned out to be Uncle Shen...disrespectful, disrespectful, the disciple was practicing in Jialong Mountain, and the Taoist name was native to the grandson."
　　 "It's just like you and me are in the same generation. Why should the uncles and uncles call me so tightly? All monks are taoists! Daoist taoists, poor Dao see courtesy."
　　 "I dare not dare..."
　　 Tu Xingsun responded in a hurry, and Dao heart was inexplicably floating, always feeling that the person in front of him was very close.
　　Shen Gongbao flickered the gods, and those with great power and supernatural powers could not help but sink their feet in mud, let alone Tuxing Sun, who has just cultivated the Tao for not many years, and the Taoist heart can't talk about the half-hanging man.
　　 In a few words, Shen Gongbao and Tuxing-sun sat under a tree and learned about Tuxing-sun's various thoughts.
　　 Tuxing Sun only felt that this uncle who was'unacceptable for elucidating education' had the same root and fate as himself, and his fate was close to him. He immediately became a confidant, vomited bitterness to Shen Gongbao, and talked about how his master did not like him...
　　Shen Gongbao enlightened him, and within a few moments, he named Tu Xingsun a ‘bright and easy road’.
　　 Half a day later, Shen Gongbao rode the panther to the east. Tuxing-sun sat under the tree for a while, then gritted his teeth and returned to Jialong Mountain using the method of soil escape.
　　 After hesitating for another half day, Tuxing Sun entered the side hole of Feiyun Cave in fear, fearing to leave Sun's treasure.
　　 A pot of healing elixir, Tuxing Sun took out three of them and put them in his arms in case of emergency.
　　 Among the many treasures, Tu Xingsun found the strongest piece of ‘Bound Immortal Rope’ and wrapped it around his waist, turned his head and drilled out of the Feiyun Cave.
　　 just left?
　　 Tuxing Sun hesitated for a while, turned his head to look at the landscape around Feiyun Cave, and stared at the door of Feiyun Cave.
　　 leaned over and bowed, and banged his head three times. The Tuxing Sun didn't say a word, his figure escaped into the soil, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
　　 Friends Taoist Shen is right!
　　Master doesn't value himself, he doesn't believe in his own abilities, and feels that he cannot be compared with Yang Jian and Nezha!
　　 Big Brother Yang Jian, forget it, he is a great figure in the prehistoric world, and he can't compare it; but Nezha, Huang Tianhua and other Jinzha Muzha, how different is it from himself?
　　 When you grow tall, you can call the wind and the rain, be taken care of by the big brothers in every possible way, and make contributions in the Nanzhou secular world?
　　 He wanted to show these brothers and sisters some colors, let them know that he is not a useless person!
　　 Tu Xing's grandson's Tu escape is silent, and such supernatural powers have truly reached the level of supernatural power.
　　 Soon after he left, deep in Feiyun Cave, a pair of eyes slowly opened, except for a little relief, a little depression, and a little sigh.
　　 This is exactly:
　　 Tuxing doesn't know the kindness of the teacher, and time comes and fate reaches the Fengshen.
　　……
　　 Zhou Capital City, Yang Mansion.
　　 Three days later, another letter was placed on Yang Jian's book case. This time it was Muzha who sent the letter back. After Nezha went to Chentangguan, he stayed at home to persuade Li Jing from Zhou, and he worked hard.
　　 The letter is still written by Deng Jiugong, but is a reply to the second will of Emperor Xin.
　　 Di Xin once again urged Deng Jiugong to send troops, and his words already had a cruel meaning, but Deng Jiugong still insisted on not moving the troops, and pleaded with Di Xin for the lives of five hundred thousand soldiers, and let them attack on defense...
　　Yang Jian thought carefully. In fact, he didn't have to do anything. Now, Di Xin, who is tyrannical and without vision, will also issue strict orders for Deng Jiugong to directly send troops to fight Zhou Jun to the death.
　　 "Always do something."
　　 Yang Jian thought for a while, and wrote two simple letters to Mu Zha, one to be sent to Chaoge City, to Fei and You Ranjian; one to Jiang Shang, Chaoge City.
　　 Jiang Ziya did not agree to King Wu's conquest, which surprised Yang Jian, so he asked Mu Zha to send Jiang Shang a letter.
　　 Fei Zhong and You Hun have become Yang Jian’s
eyes and ears
. Yang Jian gave the two of them an order to tell Di Xin that Deng Jiugong supported his soldiers and respected himself.
　　 Such a strategy, Yang Jian is already familiar with it.
Another letter was to persuade Jiang Shang to come. Yang Jian clearly stated in the letter that he would leave Nanzhou dunya after he was appointed to the gods. King Zhou Wu needed a person to assist him. Jiang Shang was born in a school and he was quite talented. Just focus on training.
　　 how much, so shameless...
　　 But Yang Jian did not fluctuate in his heart, and he was even a little bit complacent.
　　 Muzha left in a hurry, Yang Jian continued to deal with political affairs, there were always civil servants in the small study room, and there were many people everywhere in the Yang Mansion, a bustling scene.
　　 When he was busy for lunch, Yang Xiaochan came and called Yang Jian to take a half-day rest. Yang Jian readily agreed and went to his mother’s courtyard to sit for two hours.
　　 Yao Ji made some refreshments, and Ao Xinke made a pot of good tea. The family of four had a small gathering, but many people accompanied them.
　　 Chu Qian felt more and more secluded, the demonic energy on her body gradually faded, but she began to condense fairy energy.
　　 This is Yao Ji’s work. After all, Yao Ji is the white lotus princess of the Heavenly Court. Chu Qian serves her right and left, and she has the ‘name’ of a fairy. It is reasonable to give birth to a fairy spirit.
　　 After all, the so-called fairy breath, at this time, is nothing more than the ‘reward’ and ‘blessing’ of heaven to the heavenly immortals.
　　 Mei Kongmei naturally couldn't come to such an occasion. She seemed to be in confinement. The courtyard was surrounded by immortal soldiers. The six friends of Meishan took turns to guard outside the courtyard, lest she suddenly attacked her.
　　 Feng Wu and Feng Shan rarely show up. Feng Shan seems to have walked out of the haze, and Yang Xiaochan is greasy and crooked on the sidelines, and they have become ‘confidante friends’ after Liuya.
　　Feng Wu seemed calmer, and became more taciturn, but there was a gentle temperament between his gestures and his actions.
"My son has worked hard for King Zhou in recent years. I really suffered a lot," Yao Ji put a bowl of soup in front of Yang Jian, and said warmly, "Don't be too tired, let your junior and brothers do more things. Don't put thousands of things on yourself."
　　 Yang Jian smiled and said, "Don't worry, mother, I know all this."
　　Yao Ji sighed softly, "Your uncle and you are of ordinary temperament. When my mother was in the heavenly court, she saw that he never rests every day and has to deal with everything."
　　 "Mother doesn't blame Uncle?"
　　 "This is the end of the matter, what else can I do?" Yao Ji said softly, with a faint smile on her mouth, "But after all, I can't blame him at all, even if I blame him, I can't go back..."
　　 Yang Jian was silent, and Ao Xinke gently grabbed her mother-in-law’s left hand to show her comfort.
　　 "Mother," Yang Jian asked suddenly, "After being ordained, if my uncle conquered me into the heavenly court, would my mother stop me from going?"
"My son is already this old, and he is already a well-known monk. You can do this by yourself. Why should you ask your mother?" Yao Ji's eyes were full of gentleness, "If you want to go, go, if you feel that you can't live up to your face, Why don't you go to the heaven for your mother herself? If you don't want to go, let's go back to Meishan, where the family stayed and practiced."
　　 Yang Jian rippled slightly in his heart, nodded slightly to Yao Ji, smiled and said, "The matter of enshrining the gods has made me utterly distressed, and I really don't want to take care of the matter of heaven."
　　 "You decide for yourself," Yao Ji took on Ao Xinke's delicate hand, and suddenly said something without marginal words, "My mother is thinking about when you will have a son and a half."
　　 Ao Xinke is so cultivating, but at this time she still can only look like her little daughter~EbookFREE.me~ blushing and don't know what to say.
　　 Yang Jian laughed a few times, only saying ‘follow the fate’, but he didn’t know that there is a drawback in his practice of eight or nine profound arts, that is, those who are incommensurate with the physical strength, hardly have heirs.
　　 Just like this, Yang Jian spent a leisurely day in the Zhoudu City, half-day busy, half-day idle, and although he never went to the border of Zhou to command the former army Wanma, he calculated the whole Nanzhou trend in a small study.
　　Jiejiao didn't move, things were much easier to handle.
　　 In a blink of an eye, more than a month later, on Yang Jian's desk, Deng Jiugong wrote six more letters. The last one was quite sad and indignant, and he wanted to go out to "burn jade and stone" with Zhou Jun.
　　 Rumors have spread in Chaoge City. Half of the princes of the 400 towns in the south and east have secretly shown goodwill to the Western Zhou Dynasty, and the younger half have secretly loyalty.
　　 Within the Zhou Kingdom, the military powers of the princes in various towns were continuously cut, and the number of private soldiers of the princes must not exceed 10,000. The garrisons in various places directly took orders from the military office of the capital of the State of Zhou, and Huang Feihu dispatched and arranged to disrupt the layout of various places.
　　 The establishment of a system is a very complicated project. Fortunately, Yang Jian is supported by Xianshu and has a preliminary framework.
　　 Another three days, the Qinglongguan merchant army opened up, Nezha heard the news and returned to the camp. The two armies set up their positions, the merchant army was 600,000, and the Zhou army was more than 800,000.
　　 Another five days, a battle report was sent by Yufu, not a victory, but a frontline request for help.
　　 Yang Jian was not too anxious. After reading the jade talisman, he threw it aside.
　　 Nezha was injured by the Five Light Stone, Huang Tianhua and Jin Zha were captured, and Mu Zha quickly asked Yang Jian for help, fearing that things might not be cleared up.
　　 "The son of the native..."
　　 Yang Jian muttered this dao number, his eyes gradually deepened.