Fengshen Wendaoxing

The sky and the earth were already dark, and there were clusters of bonfires dancing in the business camp, and the burning firewood made a crackling sound.

At this time, the weather was about to enter winter, and it became a bit cold.

Some soldiers were sitting around the fire to warm up, chatting and getting tired, waiting for the gang leader to cook.

When Lu Chuan passed by the reed tent, he glanced inside and found that there were a few less Shitianjun, and several of the Penglai Seven Immortals were sitting in the reed tent with their eyes closed.

In a flash, Lu Chuan has arrived at the tent of the Chinese army.

Zhang Guifang walked back and forth in the tent by himself, the flickering lights made his worried face even more ugly.

Lu Chuan said, "Why is the marshal urgently calling me here for any important military situation?"

"Are you here? Sit down and talk." Zhang Guifang came to the top and sat down.

Lu Chuan also took his seat and said, "Today, my subordinate took a step ahead. I don't know the result of the battle between the two sects?"

Yesterday, the three teams of Tianjue, Dilie and Hanbing were defeated, but today the three teams of Fenghou, Jinguang and Huaxue won.

The result was a draw before he left.

Zhang Guifang shook her head and said: "Shangxian Lingya defeated the Red Water Formation, Qingxu Daodezhenjun and Lingbao Great Master left, but the Flame Formation... lost."

He shook his head.

"The flame array?" Lu Chuan pondered, he remembered that the one who broke the array was...

Land pressure!

Thinking of the name of his family, Lu Chuan's pupils suddenly shrank.

It's definitely a great character.

This person claims to be an undisciplined person, and he is not a member of the three religions. He also has the extremely powerful magic weapon, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife, and the insidious and terrifying Book of Seven Arrows with Nailheads.

But his background is a mystery, even Ran Deng, Twelve Immortals and others don't know.

The Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods had nothing to do with him as an undisciplined person, but a dispute of elucidation, but he took the initiative to participate in it to help elucidate the teachings.

Breaking through the flame formation, cursing Zhao Gongming, killing Yu Yuan with flying knives, fighting Kong Xuan...

He has almost never been defeated since he appeared on the stage. The most embarrassing time was when he was suppressed by Sanxiao holding the talisman with Hunyuan Jindou, but he was able to escape on his own

After the first battle of the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, he claimed that his catastrophe had been completed. After giving Jiang Ziya the Flying Sword of Slaying Immortals, he returned to practice in the mountains. Since then, there have been no legends and myths about him in the Three Realms.

So there was a gossip that said that this person was a Jinwu prince who was not dead to Emperor Jun.

There are also gossip saying: first there is Hongjun and then there is heaven, Lu Ya Daojun is still in front, why is born only eighteen years old, a chaos is one year...

There are so many kinds.

The more rumors become more outrageous, and the more awesome it is, the scalp can't help but tingle.

However, although Lu Chuan knew that this man was powerful, he didn't think this was the origin of this family.

The Golden Crow Prince was not dead, but the escaped one lived in Yanggu in the East China Sea at this time if he remembered correctly.

The Golden Crow Prince's strength is already extraordinary, and the innate spiritual root hibiscus tree rooted in Yanggu left by the Xiantian Emperor made his strength even more terrifying, and the Golden Crow tribe was multiplied from it.

It's just that maybe the bloodlines have faded, so most of them are two-legged, and none of the golden crows with three-legged bloodlines cherish it very much.

The Jinwu tribe usually lived on the hibiscus tree, and the Yanggu Jinwu tribe is now considered a big force in the Three Realms, and the immortals and demons would give face when they saw it.

As for this Lu Ya, his appearance is limited to the myth of conferring the gods, and there is no shadow of him in any other myths and legends.

There is only one sentence about his origin in Fengshen: the treasure inside the fire, the essence from the earth, the spirit of samadhi, that's all.

In short, he is not as good as he is said to be, and his origins and roots still need to be dug out, but he is undoubtedly an extremely terrifying Daluo-level master.

"That's right, the Immortal Pilu and Wang Tianjun were sitting guarding the flame array, but suddenly a Taoist flew from the sky, calling himself Sanren Luya."

Zhang Guifang said in a deep voice: "This person entered the broken formation and beheaded Wang Tianjun. Even Pilu Shangxian was almost robbed to death. Now he has been sent to Penglai Island by Lingya Shangxian to recuperate."

"I see."

Lu Chuan nodded and looked at him again, "Then what is the military situation you are talking about, Marshal?"

Zhang Guifang said: "The weather is turning cold, the army is in urgent need of warm clothes, this is the first thing; food and grass can only last for a month, the second is also; and..."

He looked in the direction of Xiqi and sighed, "Winter is already so severe that it is hopeless to conquer Xitu this year."

Combat in winter is too difficult, so it is a consensus that both armies at war will avoid this harsh winter.

"It's easy to prevent clothes and food."

Lu Chuan shook his head and said, "But the expedition to the west is no small matter. Marshal, you must avoid impetuousness and be prepared for a protracted war."

It turns out that between Fengshen Xiqi and Dashang, Yin Shang conquered the West for ten years, and later it took Xiqi to conquer Zhou for five years to complete the Great Tribulation of Conferring Gods.

The ten-year Western Expedition is now only one year, so it's not going anywhere.

If the catastrophe of the gods is not completed first, even if the Shang Dynasty spends all its national power and sends an army of one hundred thousand or one million to come here, it will not be able to win it.

Now he warms up Zhang Guifang to prepare him mentally.

As for this immortal catastrophe...

He had to find a chance to go to Jin'ao Island to meet the leader of Tongtian, mainly to see if he could get some inside information about the conferred gods, and what Tongtian's thoughts were on this conferred gods.

It turned out that so many disciples died that this person came out to show his face and say a word.

If this big boss doesn't want to fight, then he doesn't need to be sentimental and useless, thinking about what will keep Jiejiao from falling.

He will only remind himself and his master that he can't continue to be so active and jumping around, and when the time is almost up, he will withdraw when he sees the opportunity!

"Clothes to keep out the cold belong to an army of 100,000, and there are also 100,000 food and grass... How can it be easy?"

Zhang Guifang couldn't help laughing wryly, this military adviser really knows how to comfort people.

It was early spring when I received the order from the army to conquer the west. I thought that there was a secret technique that could be captured by hand, and it would not take much time, so I didn't bring cold-resistant clothes for the journey.

But who would have expected that this dozen would be stalemate here for nearly a year.

Lu Chuan thought for a while and said, "Qinglongguan has clothes for you to keep out the cold. I'll take you to Qinglongguan to pick up a book, and I'll find a place to borrow some food."

When the Ten Jue Formation is completed, the first year of the Shang-Zhou War will almost come to an end.

There is only one Falling Soul Formation and the Red Sand Formation left. He doesn't have any good ideas now, and even if he has an idea, these people may not listen to it.

Zhang Guifang said: "Okay, I will send a team to the military division to help."

"Who do you want? Three days is enough for me alone." Lu Chuan smiled and said.

He now has several leopard skin pouches, which don't have much space, but the Shangxian's Ruyi Qiankun bag has an astonishingly large space, which can be used to store people and things.

There is no problem at all with the clothes and food for the 100,000 troops.

After the two discussed for a while, the dinner was delivered, and after eating it, Lu Chuan left the tent of the Chinese army and went to a tent in the back camp.

The big tent was unguarded, and there was a huge bronze cage inside, in which a giant golden beast shaped like a god lion was locked.

The golden fur of this beast is brighter than the golden silk and satin, and there are two crystal dragon horns on its head.

Suan Ni!

Canglong has nine sons, Bi An is the seventh, and Suan Ni is the eighth.

The four corners of the bronze cage were affixed with yellow runes, releasing golden runes to flow and extend to the fence, making the entire cage indestructible.

When Lu Chuan entered, he saw Suan Ni lying quietly in the cage, looking like...

Lions in the zoo.

Suan Ni also turned his head when he entered, opened two golden pupils and looked at Lu Chuan.

Stab it!

Lu Chuan went around the cage, tore off the four talismans, and opened the cage door.

Suan Ni's golden eyes lit up little by little.

"It seems a little more sincere."

Lu Chuan smiled and said, "Would you like to be the divine beast under the seat of this mansion, protect the human race, and be admired by the incense of all people..."

These two beasts have great potential, and their bloodlines are extraordinary. They are not under the bloodlines of real dragons who are not pure blood, and the mere combination of Taoism is not the end.

If they really protect the human race, it will be mutually beneficial to the human race and them.

The admiration and incense of the human race can help them, and the other two beasts have a close relationship with the human race in the original myths and legends.

Suan Ni pondered for a moment and then looked at Lu Chuan: "What did you do to my seventh brother..."

Lu Chuan smiled: "Your seventh brother has already agreed."

Not long after, Lu Chuan left the big tent with satisfaction, and after a short walk, he suddenly saw Yao Tianjun leaving the Lu Peng and walking towards the tent that cursed Yang Jian.

"You really fell in love with Yang Jian, and you came to inspect it again? It seems that you are not willing to curse to death."

He didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but just as he was about to leave, he suddenly felt that something was wrong, so he followed by a ghost.

As soon as he passed, he realized that he had guessed wrong.

I saw Yao Tianjun enter the big tent with a gloomy expression, then drove the little soldier he conjured up from the altar and sat on it by himself.

After that, he picked up the straw man again, erased Yang Jian's name and wrote it again.

"Which blunt person provoked him again?" Lu Chuan was speechless.

This has been cursing Yang Jian for several days, and stopping the secret technique now is equivalent to doing it for nothing a few days ago, and you have to do it all over again next time.

Look at his man-eating face, the change technique shows that his hatred for that person has surpassed that of Yang Jian!

Swish Swish Swish Swish Swish Yao Tianjun wrote down the first word, it was Lu.

Lu Chuan: !!!∑(Дノ)ノ

Could it be that the secret technique that lied to him was discovered?