I'm Teaching to Watch the Door

"snort!"

Jin Dasheng frowned, and opened his mouth to spit out.

A piece of fire flew out, and immediately hit the Linglong Pagoda that was thrown at it.

The Linglong Pagoda flew down crookedly, but it also stopped Jin Dasheng's movements.

"General Li, I'll help you!"

Jiang Ziya, who was standing on the frame, didn't know what Li Jing was thinking, he only thought that Nezha might not be dead yet, and Li Jing came to rescue him.

Although Nezha was refined by fire, he did not see Nezha's primordial spirit escape.

Among the gods, those with deep roots become immortals and can prove Hunyuan. Those with inferior roots will become their divine way, and those with shallow roots will become their human way.

Nezha came to Yuxu Kunlun's sect with good strength and talent. If he died, he would also be on the list of gods.

There is no Yuanshen on the list now, which means that the other party may not be dead yet.

Jiang Ziya shouted loudly, and threw out the magic whip in his hand.

Hitting the magic whip is really extraordinary, just after entering the air, it turned into a golden dragon and escaped, hitting Jin Dasheng so hard.

Jin Dasheng let out a cry of pain and fell from the air, his eyes filled with astonishment.

Jiang Ziya's strength, he can see through it at a glance, he has not yet become a fairy, he has no defense against the opponent at all.

Nezha's many attacks did not hurt him, but was hit by Jiang Ziya's magic weapon.

"Second brother!"

"Second brother!"

Yuan Hong and the others watching the battle behind were shocked.

Dai Li, who stepped out, opened his mouth and spit out a red light, rolling towards Jiang Ziya in the distance.

It was a red bead, which was in front of my eyes in an instant.

"ah!"

Jiang Ziya only had time to let out a scream, his brain burst, and he fell off the frame.

From Jiang Ziya's unrecognizable corpse, a primordial spirit escaped and flew to Qishan not far away.

"Prime Minister (Prime Minister Jiang!)!"

All the soldiers in Xiqi shouted loudly, all of them looked shocked.

It's fine to break Nezha, but I don't want Jiang Ziya to be beaten to death by the other party.

Prime Minister Jiang was the man who commanded the army in Xiqi, and he was entrusted by King Wen, so he died like this.

"Retreat! Retreat! Retreat!"

Nangong Shi picked up Jiang Ziya's body and exclaimed loudly.

How could the generals of Xiqi dare to stay, and fled towards the city of Xiqi in a panic.

Li Jing looked at the many magic weapons in the sky, and a look of regret crossed his face. His eyes stayed on the spirit bead for a while, and he also turned around and ran towards the city.

He just discovered that Nezha's Yuanshen did not appear, which means that the other party probably did not fall.

Nezha's primordial spirit or true spirit is hidden in that spirit bead, but the Taoist opposite is too powerful.

With his strength, no matter how much he dared to stay, he jumped into the middle of the fleeing soldiers.

Qi refiners dare not attack mortals rashly, this is the safest way.

It's just that Li Jing was a little puzzled in his heart, Shangtang has powerful Taoists to help, why no one from the master's school came.

These doubts can only be discussed after fleeing back to Xiqi City.

Compared with the many soldiers who were in a state of embarrassment in the Western Zhou Dynasty, the morale of Shang Tang's army rose sharply, and each soldier cheered loudly.

They saw Nezha being burned to death, and they saw Jiang Ziya being beaten to death in the distance.

In the first battle in Xiqi, they had such a record, how could they not be excited.

"Second brother! Are you alright?" Yuan Hong stepped forward, showing concern.

Jin Dasheng touched the red mark on his forehead, and looked into the distance with doubts on his face: "What is in Jiang Ziya's hand that can actually hurt me."

His realm is far above the opponent's. With Jiang Ziya's strength, let alone hurt him, he may not be able to hit him.

But the weird long whip hit him, causing him even more pain.

It's just that the moment it hit him, the long whip fled back and landed beside Jiang Ziya. Nangong Shi had already picked it up and fled back to Xiqi City.

"It's the magic whip in his hand. It should be a powerful magic weapon." Dai Li responded softly after glancing at the Xiqi crowd who fled into the city gate in a panic.

The rest of the people also looked into the distance.

That magical whip is indeed very weird. Jiang Ziya's strength cannot drive such a powerful magic weapon, let alone have such power.

Yang Jian, who was riding on a horse, glanced at the floating spirit bead in the sky, and opened his hand to take a picture, but the spirit bead suddenly burst into dazzling brilliance.

Yang Jian whispered something bad in his heart, he didn't see Nezha's primordial spirit just now. Thinking about it now, Nezha who is hiding in the Lingzhu may want to escape, or his master will make some moves.

No, Yang Jian burst out with a powerful aura, and the Lingzhu didn't stop at all, and fled directly towards the sky.

At the same time, those many magic weapons floating in the air also turned into long rainbows, escaping into the sky.

"My magic weapon!" Jin Dasheng shouted, flying up.

Those magic weapons are more powerful than the weapons wielded by his brothers, the master is dead, yet they still run away.

Yuan Hong and others in the surrounding area also chased forward one by one, but they couldn't catch up at all.

In the blink of an eye, I don't know where to go.

"Brother! What is this?" Jin Dasheng was startled, with a look of astonishment on his face.

It's fine if they didn't catch up, and even Yuan Hong couldn't catch it, so it's a bit weird.

Yuan Hong frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Go down first and then talk!"

After saying that, he jumped up and landed in front of Yang Jian: "Senior Brother, what about the Lingzhu?"

Several magic weapons disappeared very suddenly, but Yuan Hong still faintly felt the direction in which they were fleeing.

"I already know!" Yang Jian replied softly, with a slightly heavy expression.

Nezha is obviously a disciple of Kunlun Yuxu, but the spirit orb escaped in the direction of chaos. This Nezha is actually related to the heavenly sage Nuwa Empress.

Although there were rumors that Fengming Qishan came from the mouth of the Holy Mother, Nuwa, but Yang Jian did not expect that Nuwa was actually related to this matter.

This sudden discovery made Yang Jian feel very depressed.

The human race was created by Nuwa, and now the opponent is actually standing on the side of Xizhou.

Jin Dasheng and the others who fell down couldn't help feeling suspicious when they saw the difference in Yang Jian's expression.

Although Deng Jiugong, who was waiting aside, was puzzled, he said with joy: "The elders are really extraordinary. They not only killed Nezha, but also killed Jiang Ziya. It can be said that they have won a complete victory."

He had such a record when he first arrived in the Western Zhou Dynasty, which made him happy.

The excited Deng Jiugong said again: "General Yang Jian, what should we do next?"

If the two armies hadn't been far apart just now, they would have concealed their troops and rushed forward, and Xiqi might have been settled in a single battle.

Yang Jian, who came back to his senses, looked at the gate of Xiqi City, which was closed again in the distance, and said calmly: "Jiang Ziya is dead, and Xiqi's army must lose morale. I just wait outside the city."

He took a closer look just now, and besides Nezha in the Xiqi army, Li Jing was the only one who could make a point.

Without the help of powerful Qi refiners, the soldiers of the Western Zhou Dynasty would not dare to go out of the city at all. Now they only need to camp outside the city of Xiqi.

Yang Jian also wanted to see how many saint disciples came to help the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Naturally, Deng Jiugong had no objection, and led the army back to the camp.

Ji Chang, who was waiting on the city wall, was waiting for Nezha to show off his power, but the sky outside the city was filled with fireworks, and then Xiqi's army was defeated in a panic.

Shocked, Ji Chang quickly got off the parapet and ran towards the gate of the city.

Just when he was approaching, he heard the sound of crying and crying, and a very bad feeling rose in Ji Chang's heart.

Obviously, they just went out of the city for a while, but at this moment, many soldiers were ashamed, with fear on their faces.

Among the crowd, Nangong Shi stepped forward in a panic: "King Wen! Prime Minister Jiang! Prime Minister Jiang!"

Ji Chang, who was listening, felt a thump in his heart, and hurriedly asked in a trembling voice, "Prime Minister! What's wrong with the Prime Minister?"

Jiang Ziya represents Yuxu Kunlun, and only with the support of the sage of heaven, can the Western Zhou Dynasty be possible.

Jiang Ziya can't be surprised.

"Prime Minister was beaten to death!" After finishing speaking, Nangong Shi slowly moved away, and suddenly saw two soldiers behind him carrying a dead body forward.

The face of the corpse can no longer be seen, only the clothes on the body can tell a thing or two, it is his Western Zhou Prime Minister Jiang Ziya.

Ji Chang, who came tremblingly, felt his legs go limp, and his whole body went limp. Fortunately, Nangong next to him saw his wit.

"King Wen!" With a loud shout, Nangong Shi quickly hugged him.

In an instant, the entire city gate was in chaos, and there were constant exclamations.

That night!

In Xiqi Palace, Ji Chang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, his face pale.

The several people standing in the room all looked anxious and worried.

Outside the door, there was a dark crowd standing, all of them were civil and military officials from the Western Zhou Dynasty. Everyone looked worried, looking into the room from time to time.

As soon as Shangtang's army arrived, Jiang Ziya died, and King Wen fell ill after being hit. What should we do?

After a long time, the door opened, and a handsome young man came out.

"Eldest Prince, how is Your Majesty?" San Yisheng and the others quickly gathered together and asked each other anxiously.

The rest of the many figures are also paying attention.

"Father's health is not good. Prime Minister Jiang died and suffered a blow. He is already sick in bed, but fortunately he has stabilized." Bo Yikao responded in a deep voice.

Everyone listening was startled and worried.

Shang Tang's army was still outside the city, Prime Minister Jiang died, and the king fell ill again. The current situation in Xiqi can be described as extremely bad.

After glancing around at the crowd, Bo Yikao asked, "Is there any movement in Shang Tang's army outside the city?"

Ji Chang fell ill, and as Ji Chang's eldest son, he naturally had to take care of Xiqi's affairs.

Nangong Shi withdrew his gaze, and responded in a low voice: "Camped outside the city, and did not move."

Bo Yikao took a deep breath, raised his eyes a little, and said, "Prime Minister Jiang died, and his teacher must be notified of this matter, but someone will be sent to see him."

The Qi refiners in Shangtang are very good, without the help of experts, they are no match at all.

Moreover, Jiang Ziya is a disciple of a sage, and Kunlun Yuxu needs to be informed about this matter.

"Eldest son, don't worry, then Li Jing has rushed to Kunlun Mountain earlier, and he will be back soon." Nangong Shi responded softly.

It's just that thinking about Jiang Ziya's death, I still can't help worrying, and I don't know if the saint will blame them.

Bo Yikao nodded slightly, with the same worried expression.

All the soldiers in Xiqi City were worried and flustered. At this moment, Li Jing had already arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

He had studied Taoism in West Kunlun earlier, so he naturally knew where Yuxu Palace was.

Along the way to Qilin Cliff, Li Jing saw the majestic Yuxu Palace floating in the air.

Although he practiced Taoism on Kunlun Mountain, Li Jing had never met the Heavenly Dao Saint, and it was his first time here.

Facing the faint Shengwei escaping from the air, he couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

While feeling emotional in his heart, an indifferent voice came from ahead. "Nephew Li Jing!"

Seeing this person, Li Jing was startled, and quickly stepped forward: "I've seen Uncle Nanji!"

Although it was the first time they met, Nezha had described to him the appearance of the Chanjiao people earlier, so he naturally recognized the Antarctic fairy.

"Master summons, come with me!" Nanji Xianweng nodded without talking nonsense, turned and walked to Yuxu Palace.

Li Jing didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly followed.

Not long after, he followed the other party to a large hall.

A faint holy prestige came from the void, and there were still many figures standing in the hall. Li Jing just glanced over for a moment, and immediately walked forward respectfully.

"Li Jing has met the master!" Li Jing, who saluted respectfully, was a little puzzled in his heart.

A quick glance just now shows that the Twelve Golden Immortals, Yun Zhongzi and others are all present in the hall, but his master, Taoist Burning Lamp, is not there.

These saints' personal disciples are all here, presumably to discuss important matters, how can the master be absent as the deputy leader?

Yuanshi Tianzun nodded slightly, and the misty Taoist voice came slowly: "I already know about Xiqi, and Guangchengzi and others will follow you down the mountain later."

Hearing this, Li Jing was overjoyed.

One of the purposes of coming to Kunlun is to move rescuers.

After hesitating for a while, Li Jing continued, "I would like to report to Master, my son Nezha and Master Jiang are both dead, please help Master!"

He saw Jiang Ziya's Yuanshen fleeing towards Qishan, but Nezha's Yuanshen did not appear.

Because he was in a hurry to escape, he only saw the spirit bead and many magic weapons fleeing, but he didn't know where it was flying to.

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't pay attention to Li Jing, but waved his hand lightly.

Seeing this, Guang Chengzi and the others were not surprised, but retreated respectfully.

Li Jing didn't dare to say anything, and withdrew from Yuxu Palace with the others. After leaving the gate of the palace, they greeted Guangchengzi and others one by one.

Guang Chengzi, who nodded in response, said in a deep voice: "Junior Brother Ziya has died, we will rush to Xiqi immediately to save him!"

Although Guang Chengzi was a little worried about the death of Dao Ran Deng earlier, but with the backing of his master, he was not very worried.

During the entire teaching, he was Yuanshi Tianzun's favorite disciple, and the master would definitely not let him be on the list.

Chi Jingzi and the others had no doubts, they turned into Changhong and fled down Kunlun Mountain.

Li Jing, who was accompanying him, understood that Yuanshi Tianzun must have made arrangements long ago. He glanced at the real Taiyi beside him, and moved a little closer: "Uncle Taiyi! My son, who is he?"

He originally thought that Nezha must have fled back to Kunlun Mountain, but Li Jing also didn't see him, which made him a little puzzled.

Daoist Taiyi sighed softly, and said quietly: "I don't know about Nezha, but you may see it in the future."

Li Jing who was listening was taken aback, his face was full of doubts.

Daoist Taiyi is Nezha's master, and the other party doesn't even know it.

Frowning, Li Jing asked again: "Master, why didn't you see my master today?"

Li Jing is still very grateful to Taoist Ran Deng.

He saved his life and gave him a powerful magic weapon.

"Brother Ran Deng, Fu Bo, has been murdered!" Master Taiyi looked ahead with worry on his face.

How can he not be worried that the Taoist Ran Deng died far above him.

It's just that the calamity is about to start, and he can't do anything about it.

"ah!!!"

Li Jing let out an exclamation, his eyes widened, and he was stunned.