"Wang Feng, as you are, do you want to bully the small?"

"Aren't you afraid, do I explain the teachings of Heavenly Dao saints?"

Master Yuding said sharply.

Yang Jian on the side did not know Wang Feng. He had been practicing in Jinxia Cave all the time, and he knew very little about the outside world.

It can be said that this is his first time out of the mountain.

Wang Feng was too lazy to explain, a mysterious light mirror was opened, and the cruel facts were placed in front of Master Yuding.

In the Xuanguang Mirror, what is shown is the scene where Zhao Gongming slaughtered the Quartet, beheaded the four golden immortals with one force, and severely injured and defeated the other four golden immortals.

Seeing this scene, Yu Ding's eyes turned red.

"Intercepting teaching is too deceiving!"

Yu Ding almost spat out a mouthful of blood.

However, the next picture is even more.

The Western Zhunti Daoist forcibly crossed the four golden immortals and walked away.

Jiang Ziya spewed blood from his mouth, and fell into a coma.

The Xiqi army was defeated, fled into the city, and hung up the war-free card.

Reality Yuding's eyes were red, facing Wang Feng, he said loudly, "Wang Feng, what do you mean here?"

"Could it be, it's impossible to kill them all!"

On the side, Yang Jian raised a three-pointed two-edged sword in his hand, showing a posture of alertness.

Wang Feng nodded and said, "Either surrender or die!"

boom!

Wang Feng's words were very direct, and there was almost no room for Yu Ding Zhenren to consider.

Immortal Yu Ding's complexion changed greatly, and hesitation appeared in his eyes.

Death is not scary, but if Yang Jian is attached, then Master Yuding really has to hesitate.

Finally, a genius who can cultivate into eighty-nine mysterious arts has emerged. No matter what, Master Yuding cannot let Yang Jian ruin his life for the sake of conferring gods.

Wang Feng looked at Yu Ding and said, "How are you thinking? Don't expect Yuanshi Tianzun to take action."

"The Twelve Golden Immortals, now in such a land, Yuan Shi didn't make a move. Do you really think that he would make a move for you alone?"

"Hmph, even if your mana is powerful, you can't cover the sky with one hand. I, Yang Jian, don't believe in this evil, and no one can cure you!"

Before Yu Ding could speak, Yang Jian, who was beside him, couldn't stand it any longer, and pointed at Wang Feng and said loudly.

Wang Feng glanced at him and said with a smile, "Yang Jian, your courage is indeed admired by this seat."

"This seat sees that your cultivation is not easy, and I can give you a way to walk."

"Return to this seat, I can find your sister Yang Chan for you!"

"What? You know where my sister is?"

Yang Jian was shocked when he heard the words.

He has three siblings, one eldest brother has passed away, leaving only one younger sister.

However, since the catastrophe happened at home, he practiced with the real person Yu Ding, but his only sister has disappeared and almost disappeared.

Now, when he heard that he could find his sister, Yang Jian hesitated.

At this time, Master Yuding was also hesitating, and his mind changed sharply, weighing the pros and cons.

Of the twelve ancient golden immortals, four went to the Western religion, and all the others went to the Conferred God Stage, and he was the only one left.

In addition, Yuanshi Tianzun has never responded at all, which made him feel a little cold.

After thinking for a long time, Master Yuding sighed slightly and said, "That's it!"

"Pindao decided to return to Jinxia Cave, retreat and practice, and no longer ask about the battle between the two religions."

Immortal Yuding made a decision and turned to Yang Jian.

"Tutor, follow him, you've always wanted to find your sister, now is the chance!"

"Master, but..."

Yang Jian hesitated.

Zhenren Yuding shook his head and said, "The number of days has been fixed, and this catastrophe of conferred gods is beyond repair."

"Go and do what you have to do."

After all, Master Yuding saluted Wang Feng and turned away.

Chapter 977

Master Yuding left, leaving Yang Jian alone.

"Can you really help me find my sister?" Yang Jian asked.

Wang Feng smiled lightly and said, "In my capacity, is it necessary to lie to you?"

Swish!

Wang Feng stretched out his hand and waved, and a mysterious light mirror appeared in the void.

A beautiful, gentle and quiet girl appeared in the mirror.

"Yang Chan!"

When Yang Jian saw this picture, his nose was sore, and he almost burst into tears.

"It's really her, it's really her!"

Without any proof, when Yang Jian saw the woman in the picture, he was sure that it must be his sister, Yang Chan!

Although many years have passed, but my sister has not changed much, the only change is that she has grown up.

Yes, grown up.

"I...I want to find my sister." Yang Jian was a little worried, for fear that Wang Feng would not agree.

"Go, bring her back, if you want her to practice, I can help her find a teacher."

Wang Feng nodded and agreed.

"Thank you so much!"

Yang Jian turned around and left quickly.

Yang Jian left, and Wang Feng also returned directly to Chaoge City.

The current Yin Shang army is like a broken bamboo, and its strength is as high as the sky.

The Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, who died one by one, surrendered and surrendered, had nothing to do.

The Xiqi army had already lost its morale.

Wu Wang Jifa has a dark face every day, and doesn't know what to do.

Now, it is not the time for him to decide.

In this war, the real confrontation lies in the confrontation between interpreting teaching and intercepting teaching.

Whichever side wins, there will be a final victory.

On this day, King Wu Ji Fa was furious, and a guard came in outside the door.

"Your Highness, there is a group of people outside the door asking to see you."

"Daoist? What Taoist? Where did he come from?"

Ji Fa was upset, and now when he heard the word Daoist, he felt irritated for no reason.

"Your Majesty, he said it came from the Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain, and the road name lights up."

"He said there was a way to save the Prime Minister."

Seeing that Ji Fa was in a bad mood, the guard whispered.

"Oh? Can you save the Prime Minister? Hurry up, please!" Ji Fa stood up immediately.

For him now, the most important thing is to save Jiang Ziya, only Jiang Ziya can tell him how to fight the enemy next.

The guard quickly turned around and left, not daring to wait for a moment.

All the generals present breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ziya was not there, and they were almost all decorations.

It may be okay to let them fight head-to-head, but it is impossible for them to find a way to deal with these immortals.

Soon, a tall, slender, kind-hearted Taoist walked in.

His skin was a little yellow, his eyes were shining, and he came to the main hall wearing a simple Taoist robe.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerate, the poor road burns the lamp, and I have seen King Wu." The Taoist burner saluted faintly.

Ji Fa got up quickly and said, "Don't be too polite, Immortal Master, I heard that you can save the Prime Minister, but is it true?"

Jiang Ziya's status is unshakable, without him, Ji Fa's heart will never be stable.

Daoist Burning Lamp said unhurriedly: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, and let Pindao wake up first."

"Yes, yes, Immortal Master, please come with me!"

King Wu Ji Fa immediately walked out of the hall with the lantern and went to the place where Jiang Ziya rested.

Since the previous battle, Jiang Ziya has been in a coma and has not returned to his prime minister's mansion.

The ministers present also followed Ji Fa.

Everyone wanted Jiang Ziya to recover quickly and take charge of the overall situation again.

The place where Jiang Ziya cultivated was called the Hall of Mental Cultivation, and Ji Fa came here with Daoist Burning Lamp.

Everyone entered the room, and the maids on both sides saw Ji Fa and others coming, and hurriedly saluted and walked out.

This room was filled with the smell of medicine, and an imperial physician was making Chinese medicine.

The stove that brewed the traditional Chinese medicine kept making a puff puff sound.

On the bed in the room, Jiang Ziya lay there quietly with his eyes closed, looking very peaceful.

"Immortal Master, please!"

After entering the room, Ji Fa said in a low voice.

Daoist Burning Lamp nodded, entered the room, and sat on the edge of Jiang Ziya's bed.

He stretched out a hand, pressed Jiang Ziya's wrist meridian, and felt the pulse slightly.

Then, he took out a pill from his arms and fed it to him.

After the pill was fed, Jiang Ziya's complexion immediately began to change.

The originally pale complexion also became rosy, the breath was comfortable, and the body even exuded a little fragrance.

King Wu Ji Fa, and all the ministers behind them all looked at Jiang Ziya nervously.

"Um..."

Soon, after a few breaths, Jiang Ziya let out a light yin, his eyelids moved, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

"Wake up! Wake up! The Prime Minister finally woke up!"

Ji Fa and the others all breathed a sigh of relief.

Jiang Ziya woke up, and the whole Xiqi had someone in charge of the overall situation.

When Jiang Ziya woke up, he saw Taoist Burning Lamp at first sight.

"Teacher, why are you here?"

The identity of the Deng Deng Taoist is very honorable in the interpretation of teaching.

He started early, and was the strongest apprentice under Yuanshi Tianzun, and he was also the deputy leader of Chanjiao.