Fengshen Wendaoxing

Hearing the words of the Antarctic fairy, Yang Jian's body shook, and he sighed secretly in his heart, but he no longer hesitated or hesitated.

Bending down and bowing, Yang Jian said in a low voice: "Disciple, I understand."

"It's good to understand. The power of the sky eye is huge, and its magical effect is also infinite. Next, you should practice and adapt to the method of using it!"

Nanji Xianweng nodded, suddenly remembered something, and specially instructed: "By the way, Yang Jian, remember, Yin Shang Grand Master Wen Zhong also has the eyes of the sky, so you must be careful in the future."

Yang Jian said: "Is there another sky eye?"

"That's right, the Dao gave birth to one, and the number of good fortune is three, so there should also be three heavenly eyes, which are the three talents of heaven, earth, and man."

Nanji Dao: "Heavenly stems represent the way of heaven, earthly branches represent the way of earth veins, Tibetan stems represent the way of the world, and fate is composed of the three talents of heaven, earth and man.

His eyes are just human eyes, which can see people's hearts from right to wrong, and distinguish right from wrong, and their powerful power should not be underestimated. "

Yang Jian thought for a while, and said, "So besides these two, there is another sky eye in the world?"

"Theoretically so."

Nanji smiled and said: "These two were obtained by our Master Tianzun who explained and intercepted the second teaching, but the whereabouts of the other one is unknown, maybe it has fallen into the hands of a strange person."

Yang Jian nodded, and said again: "Master, what kind of sky eye is mine? Compared with Wen Zhong's, which one is stronger?"

"It's not the sky or the earth among the three talents."

Nanji Fuxu smiled and said: "As for which celestial eye is stronger, hehe, each celestial eye has infinite magical functions, and there is no distinction between good and bad. Whether it is strong or not depends on whether the user uses it or not."

Yang Jian sincerely bowed and saluted: "The disciple has been taught."

Seeing Yang Jian's understanding of etiquette, the Antarctic fairy nodded slightly in appreciation, and then stretched out his right hand, and a deer head crutch appeared in his hand.

On the top of the walking stick, hung a yellow gourd.

"I'll give you a panacea, it can heal your injury immediately."

Nanji took it down and poured out a elixir, and said: "The time is running out for conferring the gods. You are the best among my three generations of disciples. You must learn to use the eye of the sky as soon as possible, and go down the mountain to fight on behalf of your teacher earlier to accumulate merit." "

Yang Jian wanted to say no, but changed his mind after hearing the words behind Anji, and took it: "Thank you, Uncle."

"Okay, now that the Sky Eye has a master, my task is considered complete, and it's time to return to Yuxu Palace to hand in the decree."

Nanji Xianweng nodded, stood up and said goodbye, and Yang Jian led people to send him out of Zhenjun Temple.

"Fengshen..."

Seeing the figure driving away, Yang Jian said softly, with some indescribable complex meanings in his eyes.

In this case, it seems that the bet must be broken.

Originally, he and Lu Chuan made a three-year bet, but now less than half a year has passed, so he doesn't really want to participate in this matter.

Once you go down the mountain, you will inevitably meet Lu Chuan on the battlefield, but at that time each of you can't help yourself.

Only now he had to go.

What his uncle said was right, his master, Daoist Yuding, was haunted by thousands of years of murder and calamity, and the fate of cultivators is terrible.

When he was chasing and killing him in the Heavenly Court, it was Daoist Yuding who saved him. He had the kindness of saving his life, and later he had the kindness of teaching him.

This kindness is as deep as the sea, and it cannot be done without repayment.

Lu Chuan's father is still there, so Shen Gongbao is considered half a father, but he has no father, only his master is left.

In order for Shen Gongbao to be able to enter the robbery, Lu Chuan followed his path to the black. Similarly, he is willing to do anything to help the real Yuding to complete the robbery.

Coupled with the overthrow of Emperor Xin's tyranny, saving the people from the fire and water is indeed worth hundreds or even thousands of merits, which can help him rescue his mother earlier.

His mother had been suppressed and suffered under Taoshan for many years, and she was already so weak the last time I saw her.

He is very scared.

I am afraid that when he has accumulated enough merits of one hundred thousand, her mother will not be able to persist.

So he doesn't think about anything now, all he wants to do is rescue her earlier.

He couldn't wait for a day, an hour, or even a moment.

This is the purpose of his crazily slaying demons and demons, even the big demons in the Dao realm dare to go all out.

Of course, he wasn't alone in that battle, there was also Xiaotiangou, and the Meishan brothers beside him.

He met these six people on the way to eliminate demons, and after chatting with them, he found that they were like-minded and willing to follow him.

So this time he had to go to Fengshen.

For his master, but also for his mother.

...

The Antarctic Immortal returned to Yuxu Palace, and entered it to reply to Yuanshi Tianzun after reporting.

"Master, this disciple is ordered to meet the disciples of the junior disciples, and find a master for Tianyan."

Nanji Xianweng said: "It's finished now, I'm here to deliver the order."

Yuan Shi slowly opened his eyes, as deep as the starry sky, and said, "How about the disciples?"

"The disciples of the junior disciples are all very talented, and they are not weak in Taoism, and they all possess Taoism. It is my joy to explain and teach. Among them, Yang Jian, a disciple of Junior Brother Yuding, has the highest Taoism."

Nanji said: "Yang Jian practiced the Jiuzhuan Yuangong of Junior Brother Yuding, and he also practiced the eighth-nine Xuangong, the number one Dharma protector of my Taoist sect. He is the master of the sky eye."

Yuan Shi nodded lightly and said, "That's good!"

After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and stopped talking.

...

When Yin Shang went to Qinglongguan to dispatch troops, San Yisheng, the special envoy sent by Xiqi, had already arrived in Southern Hubei.

His task during this trip was very heavy, mainly to persuade Nan'e, Donglu and Xiqi to join forces to fight against business.

The city gate opened, and the people of Nanbohou Mansion invited them into the main hall of the mansion, and met Nanbohou Eshun.

Nan Bohou's name is Eshun, and his father was beheaded by Emperor Xin when he went to Chaoge.

In fact, he is of the same generation as Ji Fa, Di Xin, Jiang Wenhuan and others, and their father is the same generation.

Among them, Di Xin was the oldest, and the rest were all within a few years of age, but the youngest, Ji Fa, was also in her forties.

Eshun looked very rough, sitting on the top looking at a scroll of letters, without raising his head, he said indifferently: "Why did Marquis Xibo send you here?"

San Yisheng said neither humble nor overbearing: "Join us to fight against business together."

"Anti-business?"

Eshun smiled, raised his head and said: "We Nan'e are already fighting, why should we join hands with you? Is there any benefit?"

"No!"

San Yisheng frowned and said honestly.

"It's no good? Then why don't you talk about it? We've been fighting with Da Shang for so many years, and we've suffered heavy casualties and casualties."

Eshun's smile disappeared, he slapped the slip on the table and said with a sneer: "You Xiqi have lived a stable life for so many years, your land is fertile and the products are rich, don't you want to help us?"

"Nanbohou, please calm down. We Xiqi also sent troops to attack Beichong back then, but we also suffered a big defeat, with heavy casualties. Even the old Lord Hou died of this battle."

San Yisheng said: "Back then when the Yin and Shang were weak, we didn't take the opportunity to get rid of them. Now that the tigers are roaring in the mountains and forests, if we don't join forces, we will only be defeated one by one.

The other princes did not make a move, so they still have a chance to turn back, but only we Xiqi, Nan'e, and Donglu have no way to turn back. "

Eshun bowed his head and remained silent, muttering quietly without speaking.

"Benhou received news from Chaoge's eyeliner that Dixin has gone to Qinglongguan to dispatch troops and sent the general Zhang Guifang to pacify your Xiqi."

After a while, Eshun looked up at San Yisheng, and said with a smile: "If we don't join forces, it seems that you Xiqi will suffer first, and then we, right?"

"What happens first, what happens next, it's just a matter of time, otherwise Master Hou thinks that Di Xin will let you go after you have been fighting for so many years?"

San Yisheng's pupils shrank. He didn't know the news, but he remained calm and continued: "In addition, my prime minister has another plan. If we join forces..."