Chapter 570: Where does this heart complain?

　　 The magic weapon for defeating the enemy in the second battle was the jade charm given by Xiao Lan.
　　 To be precise, it was Xiao Lan who provided a direction and ideas to the real Taiyi and others. Several big interpreters and educators pushed forward the seven battle formations overnight.
　　The battle formation has the same goal as the formation and prohibition, but it is simpler and more practical than the latter two. It focuses on the cooperation of the people who form the formation.
　　 The simplest battle formation is the three talents, and on the basis of the three talents, hundreds of battle formations can be extended, and it is also the most common form of battle formation in the three thousand world.
　　 Explaining and teaching all immortals is also worthy of the name of Taoist disciples. The seven battle formations seem to be simple in structure, and the formations can be thorough at a glance, but they can cover the magical abilities of the people who form the formation.
　　 The battle formations recorded in the jade talisman given by Xiao Lan can at best enable a monk to display 12-30% of his strength.
　　 But the seven battle formations put forth by the big players in the interpretation and education can directly enable those who are in the formation to reach a level of strength equivalent to double theirs...
　　 The better thing is that the seven formations take care of each other, they can be scattered and gathered, and the Jiejiao Immortal who was killed just now was caught off guard and quickly broke the second stage of the Wanxian Formation.
　　Teaching the immortal to this point, the damage can be said to be severe.
　　 But the outer two floors of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array were broken, and the remaining five floors were becoming more and more mysterious. It seemed that the Master Tongtian made another change.
　　 And after suffering a loss, he also followed the teachings. There is also no shortage of battle formations. Many battle formations were deduced overnight and passed on to the immortals in all formations.
　　 First use the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation to block the enemy and kill the enemy. After the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is broken, then use the method of battle formation to confront...
　　 In this way, Xiao Lan herself began to question herself, wondering if the jade talisman offered was right.
　　 Breaking through two major battles on the 9th, the situation is very good for education.
　　 But the fallen immortals on both sides are very heavy, and they have begun to shake the fate of the teachings and influence the blessings of the immortals.
　　 On the tenth day of the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, the immortals cultivated, and Guang Chengzi ordered Yang Jian to put on a banquet in the army, thanking Taoist Lu Ya for his ‘help with justice’.
　　 Although Yang Jian was reluctant, he still had a banquet arranged. It was just that Yang Jian used three generations of disciples to pay close attention to their behaviors, and they avoided this ‘small celebration banquet’ with Nezha.
　　Lu Ya Taoist...
　　啧, he can be regarded as gaining momentum for a while, with Guang Chengzi and Ran Deng's vice-master next to him, and twelve golden immortals such as Cihang and Manjusri to toast. Although his words are humble, he can hardly hide his content.
　　 How did this little golden crow go with Ran Deng?
　　 Yang Jian suddenly thought of Western teaching. The Western teaching lacks people and disciples. He should have left the olive branch secretly to Lu Ya. Lu Ya has a very high spirit and there is a Nuwa saint behind him. It is estimated that he will not enter Western teaching.
　　 But this does not prevent him from working together with Western religions to calculate the door, calculate the fate of the great fortune, the general trend of the world...
　　 If the Taoism fails, it is a good thing for the revival of the Yaozu, which is the same as the purpose of Western religion.
　　 "Brother," Nezha leaned on the pile of grain and straw, "Why do I always look at this Daoist Lu Ya a little unpleasant?"
　　 "You are not the same person."
　　 Yang Jian said so, holding up his glass for a drink.
　　 A few of their brothers were hiding in the haystack and setting up a table for a small banquet. While discussing the battle formation taught to them by the real Taiyi, they were talking about interesting things to relieve the depression of the next war.
　　 Long Ji and Ao Xinke accompany Yang Jian, but Xiao Lan doesn't know where to go. She should have deliberately avoided the evangelists.
"Although it is not difficult to win this battle, the road ahead is harder to follow," Wei Hu held up the wine glass in a bit of melancholy, then put the wine glass down and looked at Yang Jian, "Big brother, you say... some of us, Will anyone have a name on the list of gods who must be killed in this disaster?"
　　 As soon as he said this, even Nezha looked at Yang Jian, with a little concern in his eyes.
　　Yang Jian did not answer, but he looked up and drank a drink, "Are you afraid?"
　　 Huang Tianhua spread his hands: "I'm afraid I'm not afraid. I just feel that this kind of own fate has been fixed long ago, which is too depressing."
　　 "Tianhua is right," Lei Zhenzi looked at his palm, "Our brothers and sisters have been trying to grasp their own destiny all the way to this day. Now it seems that only the big brother has done it."
　　Yang Jian suddenly said: "It is better to be on the Fengshen List than to be unnamed on the Fengshen List."
　　As soon as he said this, all the juniors were silent.
　　 Longji chuckled and said, "I don't care about these things very much. If I enter the Conferred God List, I will just take this opportunity to return to the Heavenly Court."
　　 Yang Jian frowned, watching Long Ji hesitate to speak, and suppressed the conversation.
　　 "Let’s talk about something else," Nezha picked up the food from the army and ate with relish, "big brother, what is the heaven like?"
　　 "You have to ask my cousin about this. I'm not very familiar with it. There seems to be a piece of heaven and earth there." Yang Jian thought for a while and added something inexplicably, "The greening is done well."
　　 A few people were taken aback, and they didn't understand what Yang Jian said.
　　 Ao Xinke, who had been helping Yang Jian with wine and food, blinked and smiled symbolically, lest her husband be too embarrassed.
　　 A few laughs, the small banquet here ended in front of the ink of the sky, Yang Jianzhi walked away and waited silently for a moment.
　　Waiting for the sage master in the Ten Thousand Immortal Array to shake the flag, he snorted, and the whole person kept trembling, struggling constantly in the faint and awake, resisting the attack of the Liushen flag on the original spirit.
　　 The twenty-first time.
　　 The eleventh day of the Ten Thousand Immortal Array.
　　 Waiting for Yang Jian to stand up with profuse sweating and almost collapsed, Ao Xinke walked over and hugged her husband, resisting crying.
　　 Daoxin?
　　 Witnessing Yang Jian's appearance, and talking to her about Dao Xin, the ability to keep her cultivation level from falling is already a unique ability.
　　 "Husband, how long will it take for the big formation to crack?"
"It will take a few ten days, and it will take more than a month." Yang Jian patted Ao Xinke on the back of her hand, turned to embrace her, smiled and comforted, "Don't worry, I can stand it, this opportunity to sharpen the soul, I don’t know where to look when I’m playing with a lantern. My eight or nine mysteries are returned to the realm of the realm, but now it’s a thousand miles away, saving me tens of thousands of years of hard work."
　　 Yang Jian didn't lie to others either. He was telling the truth, but when others heard it, they were a little bit happy.
　　 "Let me meet my cousin," Yang Jian said Wen Wen, Ao Xinke followed him like a human, and went to visit Longji's tent.
　　 To Long Ji, Yang Jian was actually a little worried since she had just joined the Zhou army.
　　 She has a special status, she is the daughter of the Jade Emperor and the Queen Mother of Yaochi, and she is also a noble princess in the heavenly court.
　　 While Long Ji was demoted to the mortal world by the Queen Mother, it seemed that she planned to return to the Heavenly Court by taking advantage of the opportunity of conferring the gods; in the original Conferring God story, she was calculated by someone to marry Hong Jin who was like a straw bag.
　　 Now, Hong Jin doesn't know where to hide in Shang Country. After the defeat, this guy disappeared. The only thing Yang Jian can know is that Hong Jin is not alive or dead, otherwise he should be on the list of bestowed gods.
　　 Long Ji’s fate was changed by Yang Jian, and the innocent fairy body was also protected by Yang Jian, but Long Ji’s own thoughts remained unchanged.
　　 Yang Jian sealed the surroundings with profound energy, and sat on the chair beside Long Ji's bed, while Ao Xinke and Long Ji sat on the bed.
　　 This tent is not big, so there are only places where you can sit.
　　 "Sister, you reply me seriously."
　　 "Why do you have to put on such a face?" Long Ji chuckled lightly, staring at Yang Jian, and said like a joke, "Are you here for your junior brother?"
　　 Yang Jian broke his power in an instant, but he also became a little curious, "It's not the case, but how do you think of him, sister?"
"Although such words are a little big, but if I were to choose a Taoist buddy, I would not look down upon such a timid and unfamiliar monk," Long Ji blinked and looked at Yang Jian, "If I want to find When you get married, you must find a man like your brother, and you will know how you treat your wife and concubines when you look at your brother-in-law, and I am not afraid of being wronged."
　　 Such words are quite bold.
　　 Ao Xinke smiled silently, posing as an elder woman, as if she could accept Long Ji's change at any time.
　　 She is this kind of temper that will not show the slightest even if she is wronged in her heart.
　　 "Ah, let's get back to business, I will help you turn down Tianhua later."
　　Longji nodded disapprovingly, watching Yang Jian with gentle eyes.
　　 "What are you asking me?"
　　 "Sister, are you going to die at this time?"
　　 Ao Xinke was startled, Long Ji also wrinkled his eyebrows slightly, and his dignified and slender face quickly showed a little bit of sorrow, "Brother, are you hurt by the soul? Why such nonsense?"
　　 "Sister, look at me," Yang Jian knew what she was thinking in her heart.
　　 Long Ji looked up, and stared at Yang Jian.
　　 Yang Jian's eyes were not sharp, but she tore through the layers of disguise firmly and tenderly.
　　 Inexplicably, there was a little mist in Long Ji's eyes. She sat there, her tears suddenly burst, and she cried bitterly, clutching her nose and mouth.
　　 "Sister, what's the matter with you?" Ao Xinke quickly helped Long Ji softly comforted.
　　Longji usually has generous styles and immortal air. It can even be said that she has the demeanor of Tianting princess at all times; but at this time, she just stared at each other a little bit, and suddenly couldn't control the tremor of Dao Xin.
　　 She is full of grievances and sorrows, but she doesn't know who to speak to.
　　 She went into disaster alone~EbookFREE.me~ She has no dependence on her eyes, but never complained about her situation, but she can avoid it by herself, hide in the corner of the predicament, practice and live freely.
　　 "Brother, I..."
　　 "Are you trying to say that you have to be robbed?"
　　 "Hmm..." Long Ji bit his lip, "I didn't force me behind the scenes, and the father didn't tell me anything, but I know what they think, and I know they calculate."
"The Daomen tribulation started with the father going to the Zixiao Palace. How can the Daomen immortals not hate the father? I was beaten into the mortal world early for this reason. I need to die. I must die to calm down a little. The grievances of the Dao Sect will enable the father to control the ten thousand immortals..."
　　 "I damn, life is damn, as long as I die in the tribulation of the gods, and be sealed into the heaven again, is my best destination."
　　 Yang Jian got up and paced back and forth in the small tent.
　　 Ao Xinke asked, "Husband, what can we do for my cousin?"
　　 Yang Jian nodded to her, warmly said: "Cousin, don't worry, listen to me."
　　 As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden rush of footsteps outside the account.
　　 Yang Jian frowned, let Ao Xinke stabilize Long Ji, put another layer of profound energy, and stepped out to welcome him.
　　 "Prime Minister! Emergency military situation!"
　　 "Bring it," Yang Jian dodged the jade charms in the hands of the monk, his divine sense penetrated into it, and his complexion suddenly changed.
　　 King Wu, fainted again.
　　 Can't hold the ninth turn golden pill?