Chapter 1484: Strategic planning and complete plans!
One day.
Yang Mansion in Huashan.
Qin Yao was practicing in the retreat room as usual, and Ksitigarbha had a new dispute with Maitreya. Yang Chan sat under a parasol and watched the thunderous dog that had just been found from Kunlun a few days ago use the Hunyuan hammer, and was drowsy by the sun.
In this tranquility, Nezha, wearing red armor, stepped on two hot wheels under his feet, and crossed the clear sky like a meteor, and fell in front of Yang Chan in an instant, making him wake up instantly.
"Nezha."
"San Sister."
The two sides greeted each other, and Yang Chan immediately stood up from the chair and said, "Is there new changes in the battlefield?"
Nezha nodded and responded, "I brought good news and bad news. Where is my brother?"
"I'm here."
Qin Yao flew out of the retreat room, shrank into an inch, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the two of them: "Brother, what bad news?"
Seeing him out, the two little monks discussing Taoism closed their mouths one after another, and the practice of the qin also put away their big bones and looked at Nezha with him.
Nezha had only Qin Yao in his vision, and said solemnly: "The bad news comes relative to the good news. Let me tell you the good news first.
The good news is that after the death of the Ten Heavenly Lord, Grand Master Wen invited strong support. This time the strong support was Zhao Gongming, a master of Jie Sect in Luofu Cave, Emei Mountain, who was the one you told me before.
The bad news is that for some reason, the deputy leader of our Chan Sect, Lan Deng, went down the mountain and entered the Zhou camp, and proposed that he had a way to solve Zhao Gongming."
Qin Yao pursed his lips and thought to himself.
Nezha didn't know why Lanting Ding went down the mountain, but he knew it very well.
There are two reasons. One is that the infernal Affairs of the Academic Sect began to have the infernal Affairs of Buddhism. The leader was the deputy leader Lan Deng, which shows how much Yuanshi Tianzun valued this matter.
The second is that Lan Deng, the old man, is Zhao Gongming's fate. Lao Deng's twenty-four heavens, the basis for the enlightenment of the Tao, should be on Zhao Gongming's twenty-four Dinghai Pearls.
Either of these two reasons is of great importance, and they are things that must be fought for by the lamp lamp.
If I go to the battlefield now, it will have some impact on this old man, so it is better not to go.
What's more, based on his understanding of Lan Deng, the old Yin Bi, he would inevitably be plotted against by this guy when he appeared on the battlefield.
I might have some tricks, he was not interested in using his energy to fight wits and courage with an old coffin board.
But there are so many reasons not to go, but he still felt a little uncomfortable when he asked him to give up Zhao Gongming.
After all, this guy is a fierce man, just like the top scorer in the liberal arts exam in the college entrance examination. How could he be willing to give up the "admissions office director"?
After thinking about it, Qin Yao raised his hand and summoned the ghost sealing list and said in a narrow voice: "Where is Shi Ji?"
"Shi Ji is here."
After a response sounded in the list, a golden light suddenly flew out of the bamboo scroll, and turned into Shi Ji's figure beside Nezha.
Qin Yao looked at Nezha, then at Shiji, and felt that fate was mysterious.
In many mythological stories, these two are their biggest opponents, and the most classic one is probably the cartoon "Legend of Nezha".
But in this time and space, because of myself, the two of them have to join forces, both openly and secretly. It is really a blessing to make people... "Empress Shiji, what is your relationship with Zhao Gongming?" Soon, Qin Yao asked with a smile.
Shi Ji pondered: "The relationship is average and there are few connections. However, because of the same woman, I have a good relationship with Sanxiao, and Sanxiao and Zhao Gongming have a very good relationship."
Qin Yao nodded slightly: "This relationship is enough... I'll go to the battlefield later with my Nezha brothers, secretly advised Zhao Gongming to return to the mountain quickly to avoid responding to the killing of gods.
You can even tell him what you feel, or if you have a dream. When you see him being killed by someone in your dream, you must emphasize the assassination, otherwise, with his temperament, it may have the opposite effect."
Shi Ji hesitated and slowly spoke: "God envoy, Zhao Gongming is said to be an extremely stubborn person. I am afraid that I can't persuade him."
Qin Yao said frankly: "I know you can't persuade him. The main reason for letting you go is not to persuade him, but to lay the groundwork for the sealing of ghosts... Do you understand what I mean?"
Shi Ji suddenly realized and felt complicated.
She didn't really want to take this task, but she really wanted to accumulate merit, which was difficult to deal with.
"I have a question to ask..."
"You are trying to ask, why can I stop my life and death?" Qin Yao interrupted.
Shi Ji nodded: "It's not that I want to question you, but that I know clearly how powerful Zhao Gongming is.
To put it bluntly, even if it's your Deputy Leader of Randeng, and the Kunlun Golden Immortals who attack Zhao Gongming together, they may not be able to beat him."
Qin Yao said: "You know Zhao Gongming, but you don't understand the killing disaster. If you are really curious about this issue, after circulating the message to Zhao Gongming, you don't have to rush back and see how Zhao Gongming died on the spot."
"Okay! Then I'm fine." Shi Ji exhaled gently and said in a low voice.
"Nezha, please take her to the battlefield. If there is any new news, it is not convenient for you to leave the battlefield. You can let her pass it back." Qin Yao ordered.
Nezha smiled and looked up at Shi Ji: "Empress, please follow me..."
Shi Ji didn't say anything, just nodded silently, and then flew up behind Nezha.
When they saw the two left, the two boys in the courtyard looked at each other, and a voice appeared in their hearts: plan and win a thousand miles away...
The Battlefield of the Gods.
Zhou army camp.
An old man with an ancient face and a weird character, but with an inexplicable fragrance on his body broke into the camp and said to the crowd of people looking at him:
"The power of the golden dragon shear is indeed amazing. No matter what magic weapon I take out, it will be cut off. Even my sika deer was cut off."
When he heard that he said this, all the immortals of the Ancient Sect were frightened and speechless for a moment.
After a long time, Wu Ji slowly looked up, looked around his eyes, and said softly: "I wonder if Senior Brother Yang Jian can deal with this Zhao Gongming?"
The old man frowned slightly, and he was displeased.
What does it mean?
I, the deputy leader of the Academic Sect, never beat Zhao Gongming. Can Yang Jian, a disciple of three generations, beat him?
Jiang Ziya turned her head and looked at Wu Ji, shouting softly, "Don't talk nonsense."
He knew what this disciple was thinking, but he was a disciple of the Chan Sect. How could he use this kind of killing trick to deal with his nephew?
"Marson, there is a man outside the tent asking for a visit." Suddenly, a loud shout came from outside the tent.
Jiang Ziya's heart moved and said, "At this time of crisis, a master should come..."
After saying that, he shouted loudly at the outside of the tent, "Please ask the Taoist to enter the tent."
In a blink of an eye, the Taoist stepped into the tent and looked at everyone with a smile: "Brother Dao, please."
Ran Deng looked carefully, but he didn't know the true body of this person, so he asked, "Dao, my name and surname, and which immortal mountain to practice?"
The Taoist smiled and replied, "I am an idle man from Kunlun in the West. His surname is Lu and his name is Yu. He came just to solve Zhao Gongming..."
Half an hour later.
In the Shang army camp.
Zhao Gongming was drinking with Wen Zhong, and suddenly heard someone challenged outside the gate and said with a smile: "Master, wait a moment, I will come when I go." Wen Zhong quickly picked up the wine glass and said: "Brother Dao, let's go after drinking this glass of wine..."
Zhao Gongming waved his hand: "No, I guess the enemy can't last for three rounds. When he came back, the wine should be warm." Wen Zhong said: "Since that's the case, I will sit here and wait for Brother Dao to return." Zhao Gongming laughed and stepped out.
Not long after, he really returned it. Wen Zhong said happily, "Brother Dao returns to victory?"
But unlike when he left the account before, Zhao Gongming was puzzled at this moment, stroked his beard and said, "I don't know if it's victory. The Taoist looked at me from a distance, and when I sacrificed the golden dragon scissors, it turned into a divine rainbow and fled. It was simply inexplicable."
Wen Zhong was secretly frightened and said, "Brother Dao, I'm afraid it's a bit strange..."
Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "I can't think of any weirdness just by looking at me from a distance. If this could hurt me, I'll die without complaint!"
Wen Zhong: "..."
He felt a little uneasy, but he didn't know where the chaos was.
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Kill people from afar?
Is it the Daluo Golden Immortal like Zhao Gongming who killed?
No, right?
It's night.
The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, and the evening breeze is swaying.
Zhao Gongming drank some wine and was silently reciting the Huangting Sutra in the military tent. Suddenly, he felt someone coming from outside the tent and shouted softly: "Who?"
"Senior Brother Zhao, it's me, Shiji." A beautiful figure saluted outside the tent.
"Shiji?"
A glance of surprise flashed across Zhao Gongming's face and asked, "I wonder if my junior sister is coming late at night, what can I do if I see you?"
As he spoke, a golden light flashed in his eyes, but he opened his eyes and secretly found out the other party's identity.
Shi Ji said, "I believe my senior brother has seen it. I am now in a ghost body. In the future, I am cut off from the immortal path and can only live by the divine path."
Zhao Gongming pondered for a moment, then strode to the tent, reached out to open the door, looked at Shi Ji, who was wearing a black robe, covering most of his cheeks, and the whole body, and said, "Junior sister come in and talk in detail."
Shi Ji nodded slightly, crossed the door to enter the tent, and turned to look at Zhao Gongming: "Senior brother, I know you are generous, so I said straight to the point.
I came here this time to persuade you to go back to the mountain. I wonder if you have heard of the two verses of Master, and recited Huangting tightly, as if he was suffering from the Western Land."
Zhao Gongming's eyes flashed with a gleam, and he asked bluntly, "Junior sister, who told you to come?"
Shi Ji bit his lip and whispered, "The disciples of the third generation of the Chan Sect - Yang Jian!"
"Yang Jian?"
Zhao Gongming raised his eyebrows and said, "I have heard of him. The four brothers of the Demon family and even the Ten Heavenly Lords died at his hands. They are probably the strongest among the three generations of the Chan Sect. But why did the junior sister listen to his orders?"
Shi Ji couldn't just talk about the accumulation of merits, and said lightly, "I just didn't listen to my master's words and did not keep silent about Huangting, so I was killed.
After death, the immortal path was cut off and there was no support, so he gave me a chance to enter the divine way, which led to my journey today."
Zhao Gongming said, "This is right. He is an immortal of the Chan Sect, and he will definitely consider the immortal of the Chan Sect. At present, no one in the immortal of the Chan Sect in the Xiqi army is my opponent, so he asked you to come and persuade me to go back to the mountain."
Shi Ji shook his head and said, "That's not the case. Senior brother, he asserted that you will die!"
Zhao Gongming laughed out loud: "I admit that he has some achievements, but what ability does a mere third generation disciple have to determine my life and death? Junior sister, this is just his plan."
Shi Ji suddenly looked directly at Zhao Gongming's eyes and said, "Senior brother, what if he was guessed?"
Zhao Gongming felt funny: "Junior sister is trying to fight with me?"
Shi Ji nodded and deliberately said aggressively, "Senior Brother, are you afraid?"
"What do I dare not?" Zhao Gongming smiled and shook his head, and then said, "What do junior sister want to bet?"
Shi Ji took the opportunity and said, "If the senior brother's fate is predicted by him, please come on the list of ghosts and accept the imperial seal of the underworld."
Zhao Gongming smiled and said, "But what if I didn't expect it?"
Shi Ji gritted his teeth and said, "If so, the junior sister will let the senior brother deal with it!"
Zhao Gongming was surprised: "You have so confidence in such a junior?"
Shi Ji took a deep breath and said: "I also find it ridiculous, but for some reason, I think it can do it."
Zhao Gongming: "..."
At this moment, he was also a little panicked by Shi Ji's words, so after saying goodbye to the other party, he didn't even sleep and recited the Huangting Sutra all night to protect his soul.
For several days, he didn't feel any soul attack. His heart, which had been holding high, finally let go of it, just thinking that this was also Yang Jian's plan.
The purpose is to make yourself feel courageous and lose your spirits, and it is inconvenient to go out to fight to face the enemy.
But on the fifth day, he suddenly felt something was wrong. Since the early morning, he has been in a state of depression and a soul like a fried oil. He has obviously been cursed and evil.
Just trying to urge the merits to resist, but the eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. After a while, they closed and fell asleep completely.
Half an hour later.
Wen Zhong came to Zhao Gongming to discuss the battle. Seeing this, he immediately cast a spell to awaken him.
When Zhao Gongming woke up, he immediately calculated his fingers and couldn't help but take a breath of cold air. He reached out and grabbed Wen Zhong's sleeve and said, "There is an evil cultivator who wants to shoot me from the air. The killing formation is in Xiqi Mountain. Go quickly, go quickly..."
After saying that, he fainted again.
I don't know how long it took, Zhao Gongming was awakened again. After seeing Wen Zhong, he immediately asked, "Have you ever broken the killing formation?"
Wen Zhong was ashamed: "No, the immortals of the Chan Sect tried their best to defend Qishan, and we are not as strong as Brother Gongming..."
Zhao Gongming's whole body stiffened, looked inside and showed bitterness: "I regret not listening to Yang Jian's words... Yang Jian, Yang Jian..."
Wen Zhong was stunned.
How come Yang Jian’s incident is there?
The problem is, Yang Jian is not in the Xiqi army?
Looking at Wen Zhong's confused look, Zhao Gongming was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Can the Grand Master do me a favor?"
Wen Zhong just thought he was explaining his funeral, and his heart was so painful that he burst into tears: "Brother Dao, please tell me, let alone one thing, even ten hundred things, I did it too."
Zhao Gongming took a deep breath and said with a strong heart: "There are not ten or a hundred pieces, there are only two pieces in total.
The first one, after my death, the Grand Master sent my soul to Yang Jian's place. My soul was damaged, and I was afraid I could not go there by myself.
The second one, send the golden dragon scissors left by me back to Sanxiao, and tell them not to avenge me, and never come to avenge me!"
Wen Zhong: "..."
He was holding a lot of questions in his heart now, but it seemed that these questions could only be answered after seeing Yang Jian!