Jiang Shang waved his hand to stop the official and said, "Forget it, I'll go and greet you personally."
Liu Qiao also followed Jiang Shang out of the mansion to greet him. As soon as he left the mansion, he saw a Taoist priest.
He has red lips and white teeth, a slightly childish face, and a double bun, making him look like a ten-year-old boy.
But he is over one foot tall, has thick arms, and is wearing a large-sleeved green cloth shirt that makes him look small. He is very majestic and extraordinary.
Liu Qiao recognized him, walked out behind Jiang Shang, and nodded to the boy.
But the boy didn't even look at him. He just looked at Jiang Shang with a white beard and a bright head for a moment, then bowed and said: "Disciple pays homage to Master..."
Jiang Shang nodded, knowing that he was a member of Yuxu's family, and asked: "Where are you from?"
"This disciple is the disciple of Taiyi Zhenren in Jinguang Cave in Qianyuan Mountain. His surname is Li and his given name is Nezha. Now he is going down the mountain under the orders of his master and obeys his uncle's orders!" Nezha replied quickly.
Jiang Shang was overjoyed. He stroked his beard and said, "Okay, he is indeed extraordinary in martial arts. He must have courage. Go to the mansion and speak first."
"yes!"
The three of them went to the mansion, where Nezha and Liu Qiao stood side by side without speaking to each other.
Jiang Shang thought they didn't know each other, so he introduced him: "Nezha, he is my great disciple. He has been a disciple for a long time. Now he is practicing in Jinshi Mountain. His surname is Liu Mingqiao."
Hearing this, Nezha turned to look at Liu Qiao, cupped his hands and said, "I have met Taoist brother Liu Qiao."
"Fellow Taoist Nezha, you're welcome!" Liu Qiao responded with a polite smile.
Then the two stopped talking, and Jiang Shang led Nezha to rest in the mansion first.
He asked Liu Qiao alone: "I see you are not like this usually. Why are you having a festival?"
Liu Qiao shook his head: "Disciple, I have always been kind to others, so there will be festivals there."
The main reason is that Nezha is arrogant and arrogant. Although he practices quietly and has a good temper, he never thinks highly of himself.
He was able to reciprocate the gift only by giving Jiang Shang face. In this case, why would Liu Qiao be so hot-tempered but cold-hearted?
Knowing that Liu Qiao always acted in a measured manner, Jiang Shang didn't say much, and just said: "We are all from the same sect, there is no overnight feud, and the war is dangerous. There is no chance that you will be in trouble one day, and you will have to be rescued by these peers."
"Yes..." Liu Qiao promised.
Liu Qiao also knew this. After all, the gods were fighting against gods and demons. If they were in danger or missed, those generals were mortals and could not be used.
The only ones who can save each other are these fellow disciples.
But Nezha is not the only one who belongs to the same family. He deliberately alienates himself, so why should he do it?
It’s unlikely that all his fellow disciples will be like Nezha, at least not Yang Ren.
Although Huang Tianhua also escaped, he is still relatively reliable if there is real danger.
Jiang Shang warned: "As you are older, please be more flexible in everything. Don't cause trouble and let others gossip."
The meaning is obvious. You have just reluctantly joined Yuxu's sect. There are some things that you cannot argue with these true stories.
Liu Qiao chuckled and said: "Disciples know that, but although they are young, they have been in the mountains since they were young, and they attained the Tao before me."
Jiang Shang also shook his head and smiled: "As long as you know, go and prepare some food and wine to meet Nezha."
Not long after, the prime minister's servants, the powerful men, prepared a banquet.
In addition to Jiang Shang, Nezha, Liu Qiao and other Yuxu disciples, Nangong Shi, Huang Feihu and other generals were also invited to get to know Nezha.
However, Huang Feihu had long recognized Nezha. As soon as they met, he thanked Nezha for saving his life and frequently toasted to Nezha.
Nezha also gave him face, he was not afraid when he came, and soon he was fighting fiercely with the generals.
After drinking for three rounds, Nezha asked: "Who is attacking Xiqi and what is the situation now?"
Huang Feihu replied: "General Zhang Guifang of Qinglong Pass and General Feng Lin are leading the troops. Both of them have heretical skills and are really powerful and difficult to guard against."
Jiang Shangdao: "There were several fierce battles in the past few days. Regardless of the outcome, I first used Guan Fenglin's tactics of fighting against the left and killed several generals in a row."
Nezha smiled and said: "I, a poor man, came down the mountain just for this kind of thing."
Huang Feihu said: "Feng Lin's leftist evil spell was broken by Daochang Liu. In the past few days, both sides have repaired their troops and stopped fighting. They are still facing each other."
Nezha was stunned when he heard this, and glanced at Liu Qiao in surprise.
Then he waved his hand boredly and said: "That's it, it's okay. Just wait until he comes out next time and ask Pindao to go and have a few moves with Zhang Guifang."
Nezha couldn't stand silence, so when his master said that the time had come to go down the mountain, he drove the Hot Wheels to Xiqi in half a day and came to fight with great joy.
As a result, the generals at the banquet were heard bragging about Liu Qiao's bravery and his Taoist magic power.
Nezha didn't say anything on his face, but he was a little dissatisfied in his heart. He simply called for battle during the banquet and said: "Uncle, my disciple has just arrived and came to the banquet before he had even made any achievements. I'm really ashamed. Please allocate some of my troops to kill Zhang Guifang."
Capture him!"
Everyone looked at each other in confusion, Jiang Shang stroked his beard and pondered, his thoughts spinning like lightning.
It doesn't matter if you let Nezha go. If you win, you will be happy. If you don't win, you can dampen his arrogance and avoid suffering losses in the future.
He then said, "Nezha leads a thousand elite soldiers and goes out of the city to challenge."
"Yes!" Nezha stood up and said, cupping his hands.
Jiang Shang said again: "Yushu, you go with Nezha."
"yes!"
Liu Qiao also stood up and held his hands, knowing the master's intention in letting him go.
The main reason is that Jiang Shang doesn't know what Nezha's abilities are, and is afraid that he will go there rashly and fall into the enemy camp.
Letting Liu Qiao go together is really dangerous, and it can also save Nezha and prevent Yuxu Zhenzhao from being killed or captured as soon as he gets off the mountain.
But Liu Qiao knew what Nezha was capable of and would never miss him, so he just followed him out for a walk.
However, Nezha didn't appreciate it, thinking that Jiang Shang was looking down on him, so he waved his hand and said: "Why bother brother Liu Dao, I'll go on my own!"
Jiang Shangdao: "The battle is dangerous and dangerous. How can we allow negligence? You two go together, advance and retreat together."
Seeing that Jiang Shang insisted on doing this, Nezha simply said: "Even if that's the case, I don't want any more soldiers. I'm the only one and I'll go and kill first."
"You guys are waiting for news from me in the city!"
After saying this, Liu Qiao ignored him and heard a thunderbolt in the air. Nezha stepped on the hot wheel and disappeared.
Seeing this, Jiang Shang ignored the banquet and waved his hand, saying: "General Nangong is going to prepare troops and horses to support you. I'll go up to the tower and take a look."
Liu Qiao saw that Nezha was too lazy to take him with him, so he didn't want to be bored and went to the tower with Jiang Shang to watch the battle.
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Under the city, in the imperial barracks, Zhang Guifang and Feng Lin were also drinking, but the atmosphere was very dull.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Feng Lin said: "I wonder when the imperial troops will arrive, alas..."
"What are you worried about? It will only take half a month at most and a few days at least." Zhang Guifang said without any hurry.
Feng Lin shook his head, "It's not that I'm in a hurry, I'm just staying behind closed doors for days without fighting, which may weaken the morale of the army."
Seeing that Zhang Guifang was silent, Feng Lin said expectantly: "I wonder if the Grand Master will take command and personally conquer. If he comes, Xiqi can be destroyed with a flip of his palm."
Master Wen is not only the Optimus Prime of the imperial court, a veteran of three dynasties, but also a master of the Immortal Family. He has the magical power of Five Elements Escape, and is considered a first-rate expert in the Immortal Family.
"As soon as I hear that the Grand Master has left, I don't know what kind of monster your Majesty will be. I would rather confront him on the front line than to have the Grand Master leave the court." Zhang Guifang sighed softly.
Wen Taishi is in the court, at least the family members in the court are fine. If Wen Taishi is not here, who knows whether His Majesty will repeat the same mistake and fall in love with his wife and children again?
Thanks to the presence of the Grand Master in the court, the emperor did not dare to be arrogant and only played with the ladies in the harem every day, so the court was peaceful and peaceful.
While they were talking, a messenger came to report: "General, a Taoist priest from the Qi army came to the front of the formation to call for battle!"
When he heard that he was a Taoist priest, Feng Lin frowned and said, "Liu Qiao is quite skilled in Taoism. Shouldn't we do that?"
Zhang Guifang waved her hand and said: "No, just close the gates of each camp tightly and let him call for a fight. You are not allowed to go out to fight."
"But we can't do this for long. We might lose our military's morale and lose our morale."
Feng Lin said worriedly: "But our Taoist skills have been destroyed by them. If we rush into battle, we may miss and cause the army to collapse."
Zhang Guifang hesitated for a moment and asked the officer: "How many soldiers are there? Is that Taoist Liu Qiao from Jinshishan?"
"General, there is only one person. He is a strong and fierce Taoist boy who rides on a pair of wheels. He is not Liu Qiao." The officer hurriedly replied.
"Alone? Hahaha, this person is looking for death!" Feng Lin slapped the table and laughed.
Zhang Guifang also said with some relief: "It would be better if it wasn't Liu Qiao."
After saying that, he said to Feng Lin: "You first explore his abilities, and I will lead the troops to respond."
"Your order!" Feng Lin geared up and regained his confidence.
Zhang Guifang instructed: "If the Taoist priest dares to come alone to call for battle, he must have someone to rely on. You have lost the Yuan Dan. Be careful in everything. If something goes wrong, respond quickly. I will be there to take care of you."
"Dong...dong...dongdong..." The drum sounded like thunder, resounding through the sky. On the battlefield, swords and swords were like forests, and the armor reflected the sun.
Nezha held a fire-tipped spear in his hand, stepped on the fire wheel, and stood a few feet above the ground in front of the formation.
I saw an enemy general with a blue face and red hair, with sharp fangs, wielding a mace, riding a black horse, and rushed out of the camp gate with murderous intent.
Nezha shouted: "Are you that Zhang Guifang?"
Feng Lin said: "No, this is Feng Lin, a senior officer under General Zhang. Who is he?"
"I am Li Nezha, the nephew of Prime Minister Jiang. Please retreat and call your general Zhang Guifang to come out and keep you alive!" Nezha said lightly, raising his gun.
"Stop talking nonsense, watch the beating!"
Feng Lin swore angrily and used his horse to fetch the mace. Nezha urged the wind and fire wheel and used his spear to hold it horizontally.
For a time, sand and stones were flying, horses and horses were fighting at the foot of the city. Although Feng Lin was a different kind, he was no match for Nezha's bravery. After more than twenty battles, he fell into a disadvantage.
Feng Lin thought to himself: "Nezha Dao's bones are very strange, and he may have some strange skills. Let's just pretend for a while and then go back to the camp."
He was also angry that Liu Qiao broke his magic, and now his Taoist skills were greatly reduced.
At that moment, he concealed himself with a stick, turned around and left, but Nezha was as powerful as a mountain tiger. He had not yet fully enjoyed the battle, so how could he be allowed to leave, so he also urged Fenghuolun to chase him.
After walking for more than ten steps, Feng Lin caught up with him. Feng Lin felt anxious and hurriedly recited a mantra, turned around and blew out a puff of black smoke.
Even if the Yuanzhu is broken, the black smoke cannot catch the general, but if a mortal is caught by the attack, he will still be confused and not know the direction.
Nezha saw the black smoke and said with a smile: "This technique is not enough to maintain, it is a small technique from the left!"
After saying that, he twisted his hand with one finger, which was also a wonderful technique of Jade Xu, and the black smoke was extinguished.
It turned out to be exactly the same as the method Liu Qiao used to break the spell that day.
It is actually the Qi refining technique of Yuxu. Although it has no supernatural powers, it can cultivate Qiangang Qingqi, which can destroy ghost Qi and demon Qi.
When Feng Lin saw this, he was shocked and resentful, but he remembered that Liu Qiao's methods were exactly the same as this man's, so he must be from the same sect.
So he didn't dare to fight anymore, and when the black smoke blocked Nezha, he jumped on his horse and fled.
Nezha broke through the evil spell and saw that Feng Lin had gone far away. He quickly took the Qiankun Circle and threw it, shouting "Duh!"
Feng Lin was running away when he suddenly felt a bad wind blowing from the back of his head. Regardless of being frightened, he quickly turned his head away based on his instinctive reaction from years of fighting.
"Bang..." There was a muffled sound, and he hit his left shoulder, breaking the tendons and bones. He almost fell off the horse. Feng Lin yelled, gritting his teeth and holding on to the reins.
When Zhang Guifang saw that Feng Lin was in danger, he hurriedly urged his troops to surround him and put Feng Lin's spear into the formation.
"Kill..." All the soldiers shouted in unison, their swords and spears like a forest.
Hands with rakes, grappling hooks, spears, and axes swarmed up from all directions, densely packed with weapons, gathering Nezha in the center to surround and kill him.
On the city tower, Huang Feihu and others were shocked and said: "This is not good, hurry up and send troops to respond!"
Liu Qiao waved his hand and said, "Don't worry, fellow Taoist Nezha is very skilled in martial arts. Even if there are heavenly soldiers and generals worth 170,000 to 80,000, he will not be able to defeat him."
This was not like giving Nezha eye drops secretly. Liu Qiao had fought with Nezha before, and his martial arts skills were comparable to Chang Long's.
And Chang Long is one of the most powerful figures in the army. Besides, there are many magic weapons such as Nezha Hun Tian Ling and Qian Kun Circle. If he really exerts his power, he can even level a mountain.
Jiang Shang was about to send troops, but after hearing this, he was also doubtful and said: "Yushu, you go to pick up Nezha when he comes back. Zhang Guifang's troops are superior, so we can't fight hard."
Liu Qiao nodded, swayed, turned into a rainbow, and disappeared into the mist.
Nezha was surrounded by all the soldiers in the center. He was not afraid at all. He danced with a fire-tipped spear so loudly that the wind sounded and the cold light seemed round.
Those weapons came from all directions, and with just a slight touch, sparks flew everywhere and they broke into two sections.
A fire-tipped spear danced all over the sky like flying foxes, one turned into ten, a hundred turned into thousands, and struck out in all directions.
"Ah..." Countless screams and wailing sounds were heard, mixed with the shouts of killing.
Along the way, you will die if you bump on it, and you will be injured if you rub it. It is like splitting thorns and opening a bloody path among thousands of troops.
Nezha was running rampant among the thousands of troops, and he could not stop them. He almost killed the army and scattered it, killing them all.
"A certain family is here, Nezha can't be so arrogant!"
Seeing this, Zhang Guifang gave a loud shout, spread out her beard and hair, rode her horse and danced her spear like a god of death, and headed towards Nezha.
"Haha, you're good to come, I'm waiting for you!" Nezha Lingran was not afraid, he swung his body and gathered thousands of gun shadows in the sky into his palm, urging the Fire Wheel to fight.
The gun came to seize the opportunity, and the sound of the sword was like thunder and thunder, and the three worlds were shocked.
Both of them are extraordinary, one is a spiritual bead transformed into a lotus flower, and the other is a sect of mourning for hundreds of thousands of kalpas.
How can you see that: the clouds dominate the universe, and the murderous aura surrounds the universe!
This one displays a steel spear and wants to secure the country; the other one rides on two wheels and has nothing left to do.
This one is for the sake of the country and serves the country with his own life; which one is fighting for the world, how can he be willing to take it lightly?
This spear is like a golden turtle stirring up the sea; that spear is like a python turning over. How long will it take to stop fighting and see peace for all ages?
The two were in a stalemate, flying sand and rocks, shaking the clouds with murderous aura, crying ghosts and howling everywhere, which frightened all the soldiers to avoid them. Liu Qiao watched from the sky and exclaimed that he was enjoying himself.
This kind of catastrophe between gods and men, with fighting generals fighting for their lives, is really rare. It is only thanks to the gods killing tribulations and the God-conferred Revolution Cauldron that such a scene can be seen.
The two of them fought for dozens of times in the blink of an eye. Zhang Guifang was very skilled in martial arts and managed to survive the fight with Nezha. She feinted with a shot and shouted: "Li Nezha, if you don't get off your horse yet, how long will it take!"
Unexpectedly, Nezha only swayed and was not affected at all, but because Guifang was a good opponent, he did not attack and allowed him to cast spells.
"Li Nezha, don't get off your horse yet!" Zhang Guifang shouted three times, but Nezha remained as steady as a mountain.
Zhang Guifang was shocked: "It's impossible. The teacher's secret teaching has never failed. Why did it fail twice in a row? Could it be that it's really a heretical technique that won't work when encountering Yuxu and Taoist Masters?"
Nezha waited for him to call out three times, but when he saw that there was no effect at all, he couldn't help but said angrily: "I'm a lost time man, I can't come down on my own, how can you force me to come down, is there such a thing?"
It's really funny. In front of the two armies, some of them begged the other side to dismount.
Zhang Guifang's spells failed twice and she was in a state of confusion. She did not want to fight anymore, so she ordered her troops to withdraw, then drew her horse and left.
He didn't know that Liu Qiao was the master of Huangting, his life was stable, and he was tempered by the Yin God. Nezha was the god transformed from the lotus, and his soul was one. How could it be shaken by secret techniques?
"Hey, it's time to leave again. Grandpa hasn't had enough fights yet!"
Nezha shouted loudly and took the Qiankun Circle and threw it up, like a ray of golden light.
Zhang Guifang hurriedly dodged, but not in time. She was hit on her right shoulder with a muffled "Bang!" sound, and her muscles and bones were broken.
"Hiss..." The pain caused Zhang Guifang to take a deep breath, endure it, and still turned around and returned to the camp.
As soon as Zhang Guifang entered the camp, Feng Lin arranged thousands of archers to line up at the camp gate to guard.
Seeing this, Nezha angrily took away the magic weapon and went back to the city to report his victory.
Once at the Prime Minister's Mansion, all the generals praised and flattered him so much that Nezha was so happy that he didn't even mention it.
Jiang Shang is also very pleased with Nezha's ability. With the help of this brave man, there is no need to worry about Chaoge's injustice.
But he was worried in his heart: "I believe that Zhang Guifang and I will never give up. There are many talented people and strangers in the court, and they will come to help later. If we don't make plans early, we will be in trouble in the west sooner or later."
Thinking of this, Jiang Shang did not want to worry about feasting, bathed and changed clothes, and went to see King Wu.
King Wu asked in confusion: "Daozhang Liu won the day before yesterday, and Taoist Li won again today. Why did my father-in-law look worried and come to see me? What's the matter?"
Jiang Shang expressed his thoughts and bowed again: "I have come to bid farewell to you, my lord, and I want to go to Kunlun."
King Wu said earnestly: "The imperial troops are approaching the city and there is no one in the country. My father-in-law cannot stay in the mountains and leave no one alone."
"I will leave here in three days at most or two days at least, and I will be back immediately." Jiang Shang bowed.
King Wu nodded and agreed, and went with Jiang Shang. The affairs of the DPRK were temporarily separated for the time being, and the army was temporarily handed over to Nangong.
Jiang Shang summoned Liu Qiao and Nezha to explain the matter.
He said to Nezha: "You and Wu Jihaosheng are defending the city. There is no need to fight with Zhang Guifang. If he sends troops to attack, just cover up the situation and repel him first. Wait until I come back."
"Yes..." Nezha Wuji promised.
Jiang Shang looked at Liu Qiao on the side again, pondered for a moment and then said: "Yushu will follow me to Kunlun to pay a visit to Yuxu Palace..."
"Me! Kunlun?" Liu Qiao said in surprise.
Jiang Shang nodded: "Yes, without further delay, pack your bags, put on your Taoist uniform, and leave now."