Chapter 571: Fortunately to walk along the road

　　 Things are prioritized. For Yang Jian at this time, the grievance in Long Ji's heart is naturally no match for King Wu's life.
A voice was heard to Ao Xinke to comfort Long Ji, Yang Jian immediately rushed to the main account, wanting to ask Guang Chengzi how to find Master Xuantu, but after two steps, Yang Jian felt like he was in a quagmire. Among.
Everything around the body seems to extend infinitely, and the light in front of him is constantly being distorted.
When Yang Jian was frightened, he immediately concentrated, feeling a gaze coming from the top of his head, and suddenly raised his head.
Behind him stood an indomitable giant!
After a closer look, this giant was actually a Master Xuandu, and with a smirk on his face, he pressed the extremely huge palm to Yang Jian.
"Broken!"
Yang Jian lightly scolded, and Dao Dao Xuan Gang rushed out of her body, and Xuan Gang cut off the rhyme of Taoism that seemed like nothing.
In the blink of an eye, everything around him was shrinking rapidly, and Master Xuandu's body was constantly ‘shortening’.
In fact, it was not that Xuandu became smaller, but Yang Jian was back to normal.
"Uncle, you really have the nature to tease me."
Yang Jian couldn't help but complain, Xuan Du smirked, and said with a smile: "This is a great art, do you want to learn it? I teach you."
"Thank you, Uncle," Yang Jian stretched out his hand and waited quietly.
Xuan Du smiled and said, "What are you doing? Follow me to see what happened to King Wu."
Yang Jian said, "Without jade charms, how can I pass on gong?"
"This kind of great technique is naturally to be passed on by me personally. When you go to Xuandu City," Xuandu waved his hand, and a white cloud grew under Yang Jian's feet, supporting Yang Jian to fly.
Yang Jian asked: "Uncle Master knows that the power of the Ninth Rank Golden Pill will not last too long, why not rush over earlier?"
Xuan Du smiled and sighed, "Actually, I don't know how this is. The Nine-turned Golden Core is supposed to be enough for King Wu to withstand the time when the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation is broken. Maybe there are other changes, and I will find out when I look in the past.
Yang Jian thought about it for a while, before he had time to speak, as the surrounding light and shadows flowed, Xuan Du had already said: "Here."
Looking down, a golden big tent was quite conspicuous after reaching somewhere outside of the forest in Zhou's territory.
The two fell directly, and the frightened soldiers surrounded them with their swords in their hands. After seeing Yang Jian, they knelt down.
"What happened to the king?"
"Prime Minister, you finally came here!"
The gray-haired old official greeted Yang Jian and Xuandu in a wild stream. The courtiers who drove on the east march were already kneeling before the couch, constantly discussing how to treat the king. Several people were still arguing. Red face.
As soon as Yang Jian arrived, the front of the couch suddenly became quiet, and King Wu, who had been drowsy, also slowly opened a gap and looked at Yang Jian.
"The prime minister...lonely...really useless..."
"My lord, don't talk," Yang Jian said in a deep voice, and asked Master Xuan Du to consult with King Wu. Xuan Du put a finger on King Wu's wrist in a decent way, thinking quietly.
Yang Jian asked, "Is the medicine over?"
"The medicinal power is full, and it hasn't been consumed too much," Xuan Du said calmly, "It's just a misjudgment earlier. After all, King Wu is just a mortal soul."
Behind him, an old official shouted: "The king is the emperor!"
Yang Jian turned his head and glanced, the old official knelt down quickly with a cold sweat on his face.
Why are you so superstitious!
But then I think about it, the mortals seem to be ruled by this superstitious force. This can't be said that they are ignorant, it is purely environmental influence.
Immortals are flying around in the sky, so you can't even think about superstitiously.
"The king is patrolling the world on his behalf, and he is naturally the emperor of life," Yang Jian said indifferently, "but the king is still a mortal, because this is the path of the king's practice. If the king is personal and loves the people, he will govern the world smoothly. The four seas have risen to peace. After passing the position, they can soar in the daytime. This is the way."
"Like King Zhou, the blessings of the emperor came from the previous life, but he was tyrannical and retrograde and harmed the mortal world. After death, there will be no peace."
Yang Jian's words fell, and the courtiers in the tent were all quiet, watching King Wu's gaze more surrendered.
The thought building of Zhou Guo's management team still needs to be followed up at any time to avoid any troubles.
"Uncle, what can I do?"
"There is no good way. Even if you let King Wu practice cultivation, I'm afraid you won't be on the way."
Xuan Du chuckled lightly, holding his arms and looking at King Wu who was gradually regaining his energy, and smiled: "In the morning and dusk, the king probably fainted twice a day. At this time, the time of coma is still short. It will be about a moment. In an hour or two, you don’t have to worry."
Yang Jian frowned and said, "No more pills?"
"Are you a jelly bean for the Rank Nine Golden Pill! I want to go to the Palace of Dousing to beg!" Xuan Du stared at Yang Jian, "If it weren't for the other pills and medicine King Wu couldn't dissolve it, I would really consider this one Reluctant to take it out!"
Yang Jian smirked twice, and Wang Wu could already be seated up by the palace.
Seeing that King Wu was okay, Yang Jian told the ministers a few words, and then left King Wu and hurried back to pass through Tongguan.
King Wu also knew that there was a battle of immortals ahead, and he took Yang Jian's hand and said a few words like "Love Qing, take care of yourself", which made Yang Jian a little warm.
After flying back into the air, Xuandu flew quite slowly this time, obviously he wanted to have a few words with Yang Jian alone.
"King Wu is also a rare benevolent gentleman."
Yang Jian sighed with emotion, always feeling that he was fighting for Zhou Guo's life and death, which was somewhat rewarding.
Xuantu curled his mouth: "Can you be unjust? The number one minister under his hand is an immortal who can easily pinch him to death. What else can he do besides walking on thin ice and trembling not to make mistakes?"
Yang Jian suddenly felt a little speechless, always feeling that what Xuan Du said was a bit wrong, but he had nothing to refute.
At least King Wu's gaze was sincere, and Yang Jian treated him well with his senses.
Xuan Du suddenly asked, "Boy, how do you think this battle will end?"
Yang Jian replied casually: "Naturally, my interpretation and teaching have won a great victory. After all, interpretation and teaching conform to the trend of the sky and take the initiative. The Ten Thousand Immortal Array seems to be tyrannical, but in fact it is strong outside and doing it.
This answer is also reasonable and well-founded, and it is in line with Yang Jian's status as a disciple.
"Don't be polite," Xuantu's sleeves fluttered lightly, and the surrounding light and shadow were a little distorted. "Talk about what you really think. I set it up like this, and Heaven cannot snoop."
Yang Jian looked at Xuandu, feeling a little speechless for a while.
He originally thought that his master was constantly attacking the realm of the saint, and that it was only a thin line from the realm of the saint was already strong enough.
But as he became more and more familiar with Xuan Du, he was quite amazed by Xuan Du's unpredictable and endless methods. He always felt that the closer he got to Xuan Du, the more he couldn't see through Xuan Du.
Yang Jian then said: "Daomen declined due to this, and Western religions took advantage of the trend to rise. It is impossible to say that they will save many of our disciples."
"It's not bad to be able to look at this from the standpoint of a Taoist sect," Xuan Du sighed with a smile. "The masters, who have caught the entire sect, don't know what they are calculating."
These words...
Yang Jian just pretended that he hadn't heard, so as not to be upset.
Before returning to the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation, Xuan Du disappeared without a trace on his own, but the words he left made Yang Jian have a little trouble.
The sage masters do not hesitate to catch the whole door and are calculating...
What are you calculating?
Yang Jian thought for a long time and couldn't see the reason, and finally he could only shake his head gently.
Whenever there is a fog, there will always be the bottom line, and you will know when the time comes.
A ray of voice came into the ear:
"Husband, my cousin feels upset, saying that I want to go out for a walk, I almost can't resist."
Yang Jian walked towards Longji's tent, it is better to stabilize his cousin first.
He doesn't have many relatives and friends, so Long Ji is naturally one of them. It's a rare coincidence, so he must avoid the evil of Fengshen Bang.
As for the consideration of Heavenly Court...
Yang Jian really didn't pay much attention to it. Didn't the old uncle use many methods? In addition to the operation of his own daughter, there must be other ways to balance the future power of the heavens. Why should you worry about the sky?
When he arrived in the account, Yang Jian told Long Ji that he had a decree from the Jade Emperor that he could take ten people directly out of the Fengshen List.
Long Ji was a little surprised at first, and then calmly said: "Brother, you still haven't understood the difficulties of sister. This kind of opportunity should be left to the immortal Chanjiao. I originally went down to the world for this matter, how can I fail them in the end? expect?"
Yang Jian frowned silently, a little wondering how to persuade him.
Ao Xinke said, "If you are in a disaster, you can help others. Will you choose your husband?"
Yang Jian said: "It depends on who and what."
"That's the case," Long Ji smiled reluctantly, "Being in the list of gods is just a detriment to Daoji, for the sake of the father, it is nothing for me to do this."
"How can parents bear so much?"
Long Ji whispered: "Husband, you don't think like a mighty god."
"No matter how good I am, I have also come from a mortal step by step," Yang Jian shook his head, "No one is born with God Channel Art, and no one is born with the iron heart of my uncle."
Ao Xinke pulled Yang Jian and signaled Yang Jian not to say that the Jade Emperor was not in front of Long Ji. After all, from Long Ji's words ~EbookFREE.me~ she respected her father.
"Sister, I won't persuade you about this matter. Don't tell others about the will," Yang Jian said in a low voice, "but you have to promise me and let everything happen naturally. If you really have to suffer, I I will try my best to save you. If I save you, you won't have to seek death by yourself."
Long Ji wanted to say something, but he swallowed when the words reached his lips.
"Brother, you don't have to be like this..."
"This predicament is too big, and there are too few people close to me," Yang Jian smiled. "Although you and I are not my childhood cousins, but you are also relatives in my family. I can't just watch you die."
With such words, Long Ji's eyes flashed with divine light, and she nodded and agreed without knowing why.
Yang Jian breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.
He was really afraid that Long Ji would go to the Ten Thousand Immortal Formation to die. Such an act like suicide must be stifled in the bud.
Instructing Long Ji to live and stay quiet, Yang Jian and Ao Xinke got out of the tent, unconsciously the galaxy was shining.
"Husband, am I a family member?"
"You don't count," Yang Jian replied with a smile. Ao Xinke looked a little sad, and put her arms around her shoulders and whispered, "You and I are the same, how can we divide these?"
Ao Xinke's smile suddenly seemed to have wiped the candied fruit, and the powerful monk was also afraid of such sweet words...
Yang Jian quietly squeezed his sweat, and let out a sigh of relief...
This is full of desire to survive.