Chapter 31: First to Arrive to Avoid Death
"Yang Jian?"

After everyone left, Wen Zhong suddenly called out Yang Jian's name.

"Yes"

Yang Jian responded.

The next moment, it was as if a huge rock fell into the calm water, causing huge waves.

Wen Zhong suddenly got angry and said in a stern voice: "You are so bold. First you ruined my plan, and then you killed my beloved disciple. How do you think this matter should be resolved?"

plan?

Yang Jian frowned and after a little thought he understood what Wen Zhong meant.

After Yuan Futong conspired with Su Hu, Deng Zhong brought people to arrest Su Hu as soon as he left.

This means that Wen Zhong must have known about this matter, and there is a traitor among them who is Wen Zhong’s accomplice.

However, he still didn't understand the reason why Wen Zhong was angry. Is Wen Zhong a masochist who is unhappy if others don't do anything to him?
He defended himself, "I was the one who persuaded Beihai Hou Yuan Futong to give up the idea of ​​attacking the Grand Tutor. Isn't this a good thing?"

"Humph!"

Wen Zhong's face was livid, and he glared at Yang Jian fiercely with his eye between his eyebrows: "You betrayed me and made Yuan Futong afraid to act rashly. I wanted Yuan Futong to unite with the princes to rebel, and wipe out the world and gather human sacrifices. Now that you have done this, Baishi City must be attacked."

It turns out that Wen Zhong's plot against the princes was actually true.

But in the end, it was Su Daji who completely made Yuan Futong give up the idea of ​​joining forces to fight against Wen Zhong.

If Wen Zhong is not confronted, there will inevitably be a war between the coalition forces of the princes and the northern barbarians.

Could it be that Su Daji intended to start the war?

why?
Yang Jian just felt his head swelling. Wen Zhong and Su Daji both had their own plans, but their motives were unclear, and he couldn't guess what these people wanted.

Wen Zhong continued, "You, Yang Jian, are responsible for this situation and deserve to die. Even though you are a disciple of Yuxu Palace, you are also responsible. How about beheading you tomorrow?"

Wen Zhong ended his speech with a question, which actually meant that he had changed his mind. He gave up the idea of ​​using Yang Jian as bait to lure Yuxu Palace to its doom.

At the same time, he was attracted by talented people and hinted to Yang Jian to offer conditions that satisfied him.

With such skills, he can survive the sword energy of the Qingping Sword. In time, he will surely become a powerful general.

He had investigated Yang Jian and naturally knew his relationship with Shen Gongbao. Shen Gongbao was too insignificant, even if he could easily crush Yang Jian.

Shen Gongbao might even come and apologize on Yang Jian's behalf to prevent him from taking his anger out on Shen Gongbao.

As for planning the end of the Chan sect, there is still a long time to come and there are plenty of opportunities.

Yang Jian's heartbeat suddenly slowed down. Wen Zhong's eyes were slightly narrowed at this moment, and his face had a playful expression, but he didn't seem to be joking.

He didn't dare to be negligent. It would be bad if he risked his life in this gamble.

"Master, please look!"

Yang Jian's demon eye appeared between his eyebrows, and he continued, "The Grand Master has a divine eye, and Yang Jian also has a divine eye, so when Yang Jian heard the Grand Master's name, he felt very close to him, so he couldn't bear to see Yuan Futong plotting to harm the Grand Master, which led to a big mistake."

"If that's the case, how can I explain the killing of my beloved disciple?"

"Yang Jian was unwilling to attack because Deng Zhong was being aggressive. I had spared his life, but he used a powerful sword energy to attack me by surprise~"

Yang Jian was halfway through his words when he noticed a bored expression on Wen Zhong's face, with the eye between his eyebrows rolling up to the top of his head.

He suddenly realized that Wen Zhong was not concerned about Deng Zhong.

He understood and said hurriedly: "I have been wandering for decades, and I only regret that I have not met a wise master and have wasted my time~"

Wen Zhong then became slightly interested and looked at Yang Jian seriously.

Yang Jian bowed and continued, "If you don't mind, I would like to become a fellow apprentice with the Grand Master. I wonder if any of the Grand Master's masters or uncles need an apprentice. Please introduce them to me."

Yang Jian revealed his purpose, which was to use Wen Zhong as a stepping stone to become a disciple of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, or other second-generation disciples of the Jiejiao.

It's still hundreds of times better than following Shen Gongbao, so you won't end up not even getting a decent magic weapon.

By then, the Heart-Eating Curse planted by Shen Gongbao will no longer be a threat.

This is also the purpose of his fight with Mo Liqing, which is to attract Wen Zhong's attention.

Wen Zhong's face darkened. He intentionally pointed out Deng Zhong, indicating that he had lost a disciple.

Originally, I thought Yang Jian would worship him as his master, but unexpectedly, he was thinking about his master and uncles in his heart, and wanted to be his peers.

What a big appetite.

Outrageous!

"Bang~"

Wen Zhong slapped his fist heavily and said angrily: "Come here, take Yang Jian down and put him among the criminal soldiers. Unless he can get the merit of being the first to reach the city, he will be taken back to Chaoge as a human sacrifice."

Yang Jian was not frustrated by the result, as gambling always involves wins and losses.

His plan was to show his strength to attract Wen Zhong's attention, and thus take the opportunity to establish a relationship with Jiejiao.

Being able to become a disciple of the second generation of Jiejiao disciples is naturally the best outcome.

Now it seems that it is half done, at least he has attracted Wen Zhong's attention.

As the saying goes, if you want to put a window in the roof, it’s better to say you want to tear the house off.

This was the best outcome at the moment. If he really became Wen Zhong's apprentice, his name would definitely be on the Conferred God List, and becoming a disciple of the second generation of Jiejiao would give him a lot of wiggle room.

As a third-generation disciple, Wen Zhong was still too weak during the Conferred God Tribulation.

The next day, early morning.

War drums beat.

The army assembles.

The place where Yang Jian was located was a criminal camp composed of rebel princes. There were about tens of thousands of them, and their armor and weapons were stripped one by one.

It will only be distributed when attacking a city, so whether you can grab it depends on your ability.

Behind them was the supervisory camp formed by the four generals of the Mo family and the elite troops of the Shang Dynasty.

If any of these criminal soldiers took a step back, they would be met with arrows shot from the prison camp and sharp blades.

In front of the army, the eight rebellious princes and their relatives brought back by the four generals of the Mo family, as well as the two marquises, Beihai Heihou and Beihai Liaohou, who conspired with Yuan Futong to rebel, were kneeling on the ground, crying and begging for mercy, with soldiers holding knives behind them.

Yang Jian was somewhat surprised that Yuan Futong was actually fine and was standing steadily on the platform, but his face looked a little unhappy.

Could it be that Wen Zhong couldn't do anything to Yuan Futong? So he could only pick on the weak.

A pair of eyes were staring straight at him, and Yang Jian looked subconsciously. It was Su Daji.

Su Daji stood next to Su Hu, and her graceful figure attracted most of the attention.

Next to him was the maid named Mei Niang, holding a cat transformed from a black tiger in her arms.

Su Daji was seen saying something to Mei Niang, and then pointing her finger at Yang Jian.

Mei Niang nodded and disappeared on the platform.

Wen Zhong stood on the platform, wearing a red Taoist robe, a golden crown on his head, his eyes slightly open, and Mo Qilin was restless beside him. The murderous aura in the air made him thirst for flesh and blood.

He glanced at the position of the sun in the sky, realized that the auspicious time had arrived, and waved the golden whip in his hand: "Sacrifice the flag."

The soldier with a knife raised his blade and chopped down suddenly.

Rows of heads rolled to the ground, blood splattered.

The fishy smell in the air became stronger.

In Yang Jian's evil eyes, he saw red rays of light rising from the chopped corpse and sinking into a huge bronze tripod behind Wen Zhong.

The tripod has a round body and three legs.

The aura it radiates is like the sun.

Compared with this, the bronze tripod in Su Hu’s army looked like a firefly.

Beside it, there were many smaller bronze tripods, which were brought by the armies of other princes. At this time, they formed a formation with the central tripod, which could extract the spirits of all the dead creatures on the entire battlefield.

"This is the real good stuff. It's the Great Shang's divine tool for offering sacrifices to the heavens. All the spirit essences they collected are in it, and they will be used for offering sacrifices to the heavens during the great sacrifice. If we get it, we will get it. But now we have this thing. Unless we kill the creatures with our own hands, I'm afraid we won't get much spirit essence."

The evil eye sighed in Yang Jian’s heart.

He had no idea of ​​letting Yang Jian go up and grab it. With Wen Zhong around, it would be tantamount to seeking death.

As if he noticed that he was being watched, Wen Zhong suddenly looked towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian's expression froze and he turned his head away, not daring to look again.

The command flag was waving on the general's platform.

Several bronze chariots first emerged from the army formation and rushed towards Bai Shi City ahead.

Carriage siege?

A hint of doubt flashed through Yang Jian's mind.

Soon, the shields and weapons that kept falling from the carriage answered his doubts.

These shields and weapons are prepared for these sinners.

These weapons were placed within the range of bows and arrows in Baishi City, and quite far away from the formation of the coalition forces of the princes.

The purpose is to prevent these criminal soldiers from getting their weapons and turning against us.

Click on the table.

Wen Zhong gestured to the messenger beside him.

"Master Wen has issued an order! The first to ascend will be spared!"

With the help of magic, the herald's voice spread throughout the entire army.

Immediately afterwards, the beats of the war drums suddenly became faster.

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