From the wilderness to the myriad worlds

Yang Jiao broke through, Lei Ming immediately sensed it, after all, the master and the disciple were connected in destiny. Achieving the Golden Immortal means the possibility of immortality, and the destiny will be greatly enhanced.

After the breakthrough, Yang Jiao wanted to leave the Shang Dynasty, but was stopped by Lei Ming.

Lei Ming sent a jade talisman from Liyuan Island, and the jade talisman fell in front of Yang Jiao and turned into his figure.

"When the Shang prince accepts the throne, you will immediately rush to Chaoge and assist him with Wen Zhong. You can tell Wen Zhong your identity. In addition, you have walked out of your own way and can practice this magic skill." Lei Ming said, and passed the Xuanmen protective magic skill "Nine Turns Mysterious Art" to Yang Jiao.

"Nine Turns Mysterious Art" is a method of cultivating the physical body, which is very powerful, but the requirements for cultivation are also extremely harsh. There are not many disciples in the entire Xuanmen who have the talent to practice this method.

Yang Jiao was originally a mortal body and could not practice "Nine Turns Mysterious Art". However, after so many years of cultivation, Yang Jiao's physique has been constantly transformed. Now he is as powerful as monsters of the same level, and even some body-refining cultivators cannot compare to him. He is also qualified to practice the "Nine Revolutions Mysterious Art".

Yang Jiao did not understand what Lei Ming meant, but he still packed up and rushed to Chaoge. When he arrived in Chaoge, Yang Jiao went straight to Wen Zhong.

"It turned out to be General Yang." Wen Zhong was very surprised. He did not realize how Yang Jiao appeared just now.

Wen Zhong opened the third eye on the center of his eyebrows, and the strange eye looked at Yang Jiao. His third eye is different from the third eye of the Celestials, and can distinguish between good and evil.

"Master Wen, don't be nervous. In fact, I am also a disciple of Jiejiao." Yang Jiao said.

Wen Zhong was even more surprised. When the Shang Dynasty was founded, there was the power of Jiejiao. After that, a large number of disciples of Jiejiao entered the Shang Dynasty to practice, but Wen Zhong knew all these disciples.

"General Yang, you said you are a disciple of Jiejiao, do you have any proof?" Wen Zhong shouted.

Yang Jiao couldn't help but smile bitterly at this time. If he had to say proof, he really didn't have any. Yang Jiao did not practice the Shangqing Immortal Method, and Lei Ming did not take him to Jin'ao Island, so it was no wonder that Wen Zhong did not recognize him. As for the Nine-Turn Mysterious Art, Yang Jiao had just obtained it and had not had time to practice it.

"Who are you!" Wen Zhong had a pair of male and female whips in his hand. If Yang Jiao could not explain clearly, a fight would be inevitable.

"Master Wen, wait a minute, I am indeed a disciple of Jiejiao, and I come from Liyuan Island." Yang Jiao said hurriedly.

"Liyuan Island?" Wen Zhong couldn't help but ponder. He had heard of this name, but he was not impressed.

Wen Zhong saw that Yang Jiao was righteous and his expression was not fake, so he said: "Wait a moment, I will confirm with the elders in the sect."

Wen Zhong walked into a secret room and lit a stick of incense. The fragrance lingered, and the holy statue enshrined in the secret room suddenly came alive.

"Disciple Wen Zhong pays homage to Master!" Wen Zhong knelt down and saluted.

The holy statue turned into a woman, who was the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit helped him up and asked, "What's the matter with you summoning me?"

Wen Zhong told her about Yang Jiao, and finally about Liyuan Island. The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was quite surprised.

"Let's go, I'll go with you to have a look."

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit walked in front, and Wen Zhong followed behind. He couldn't help but think in his heart: What kind of place is Liyuan Island that made his master lose his composure like this? He knew that the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit was a strong one among the Golden Immortals of Daluo, and her status in the entire Jiejiao was very high.

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit came out and saw Yang Jiao. She looked Yang Jiao up and down, and she couldn't determine Yang Jiao's identity from the practice. However, when the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit saw the sword on Yang Jiao's waist, she immediately had an idea.

A golden light suddenly flashed, and the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit attacked Yang Jiao. Wen Zhong saw it and quickly took out his double whips to help.

"You watch from the side, I just want to confirm his identity." The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit sent a message to Wen Zhong, and Wen Zhong stopped immediately.

Yang Jiao did not know the Golden Spirit Holy Mother. When he saw the other party attack, he immediately drew out the God-Slaying Sword. However, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother was in the late stage of the Golden Immortal, and she suppressed Yang Jiao with a few moves. Yang Jiao had no choice but to use the God-Slaying Sword again.

"Stop it." The Golden Spirit Holy Mother suppressed Yang Jiao with a backhand, and Yang Jiao was about to unseal the God-Slaying Sword.

"You are the disciple of Junior Brother Lei Ming." The Golden Spirit Holy Mother said, and Yang Jiao stopped immediately after hearing it.

"Disciple Yang Jiao, meet Uncle Master." Yang Jiao hurriedly saluted.

"Yes, yes." The Golden Spirit Holy Mother smiled and asked Yang Jiao to sit down, "Wen Zhong, the master has confirmed that he is the disciple of your Uncle Lei Ming. Yang Jiao, how long have you been a disciple of Junior Brother Lei Ming?"

Yang Jiao said: "It's been hundreds of years." Yang Jiao was talking about the time in the prehistoric times.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother praised: "It will take only a few hundred years to achieve the perfection of the Golden Immortal. Junior Brother Lei Ming has accepted good disciples and taught good disciples."

Wen Zhong, who was standing next to him, felt ashamed. He had been a disciple of the Golden Spirit Holy Mother for thousands of years, but he was only at the Xuanxian realm at this time, thanks to the luck of the Shang Dynasty.

After saying a few words, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother was about to leave, and Wen Zhong saw her off respectfully.

"Master, I have been in Jiejiao for thousands of years, why haven't I met Uncle Lei Ming?" Wen Zhong asked.

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother smiled and said: "Junior Brother Lei Ming has always been low-key, it's normal that you haven't met him. But you have to know that he is the first second-generation disciple among the three religions, and his strength is not inferior to the ancient great powers."

"I see..."

After confirming Yang Jiao's identity, Wen Zhong became much more friendly to him. When he heard Yang Jiao say that he came to Chaoge to assist the Shang King under the order of Lei Ming, Wen Zhong was even happier.

Wen Zhong was entrusted with the care of the last Shang king and was extremely loyal to the Shang Dynasty. Yang Jiao was not only powerful but also had a strong background. Wen Zhong would naturally not refuse such a strong ally.

In this way, Yang Jiao was introduced to Zishou by Wen Zhong. Zishou trusted Wen Zhong very much and asked Yang Jiao to be responsible for the safety of the entire Chaoge.

Shou, the king of Shang, was originally a wise and capable ruler, but he gradually changed after he succeeded to the throne. This day was the day to worship Nuwa. Zishou was careless. After being persuaded by the ministers to go to the Nuwa Temple, he actually wrote poems in the temple to blaspheme Nuwa. At this time, Wen Zhong was outside, and Yang Jiao was with the king of Shang.

Yang Jiao heard Lei Ming talk about the saints. He wanted to erase those poems, but those poems seemed to be engraved on the pillars and could not be erased at all.

Yang Jiao suddenly felt that something was wrong and reported to Lei Ming immediately. Lei Ming came to the Nuwa Temple. He saw the poems written by the king of Shang and said nothing. Not only Yang Jiao could not erase those poems, but even Lei Ming could not erase them, because the poems actually carried the luck of the Shang Dynasty. It can be said that as long as the Shang Dynasty continues, these poems will always remain in the Nuwa Temple.

"Is the destruction of the Shang Dynasty really determined by heaven?" Lei Ming sighed softly. He finally knew why Nuwa wanted to destroy the Shang Dynasty. If it was only Prince Wang Shou of the Shang Dynasty who made a mistake, Nuwa would only need to use means to depose him. Why would she destroy a dynasty? But now, the Shang Dynasty must be destroyed!

"Yang Jiao, the Conferred God Calamity has officially begun. You should also prepare in advance." Lei Ming said.

Yang Jiao asked: "Master, is the Shang Dynasty really hopeless?"

"If you offend the saints, there is no hope."

At this time, several saints were discussing the Conferred God in Zixiao Palace again. This was the third time. Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu were unwilling to sign the Conferred God List. Laozi had no choice but to make an agreement that the three of them would rely on their luck. Jieyin Saint and Zhunti Saint met on the side and were secretly happy.

After leaving Zixiao Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun began to arrange for his disciples to respond to the calamity. He used the method of Li Dai Tao Jiang to let the twelve golden immortals under his door each recruit disciples to respond to the calamity on their behalf.

On Jin'ao Island, Master Tongtian once again warned his disciples to close their caves and silently recite Huangting.

Soon after, the fate of the Shang Dynasty began to become unstable, and rebellions broke out in the north and the east. Wen Zhong went to the north to quell the rebellion, and Yang Jiao volunteered to go to the east. He was not only skilled in martial arts, but also a master of military tactics. The King of Shang appointed him as the Grand Marshal of the East to control the rebellion of the various vassal states in the east.

Yang Jiao tried to avoid killing in battles, and under his command, the rebellion of the Dongyi people slowly subsided.

With the external threat lifted, the King of Shang began to commit suicide again, and he was increasingly moving towards the direction of a tyrant. Soon after, Fengming Xiqi, and Jiang Ziya also came down the mountain after completing his studies.

"The real war is about to begin." Lei Ming sat and watched the situation, but he couldn't feel at ease.

For the Jiejiao, Lei Ming was ready to go into the robbery himself. Lei Ming was confident that no one except the saints could pose a threat to him, whether it was the Renjiao or the Chanjiao.

As for the saint... Lei Ming has now collected four five-element five-direction flags. With these four top-grade innate spiritual treasures, Lei Ming believes that he can withstand the saint's attack. As long as the saint can't kill him with one blow, Tongtian will definitely come to the rescue.

Just when Lei Ming was planning the human world, a call for help came from the underworld. Lei Ming was shocked and hurried into the underworld.

In the underworld, the territory of the Five Direction Ghost Emperors has been occupied by the army of the Asura clan. Ku Yuan, Wu Yuan, Zhu Yang and Li Luan joined forces to fight against the Styx Patriarch, while Kunpeng was hiding from the Kunpeng Patriarch. Seeing Lei Ming appear in the underworld, Kunpeng immediately rushed towards him, and Lei Ming took him into the Five Elements World.

"Leiming, let it out quickly!" The Kunpeng Patriarch shouted, he didn't dare to wait any longer. Now Kunpeng has reached the peak of the Golden Immortal. If one day he becomes a quasi-sage, then the Kunpeng Patriarch himself will be in trouble.

Lei Ming ignored the Kunpeng Patriarch, and the Xuanyuan Water Control Flag separated the Minghe Patriarch.

"Something is wrong, Kunpeng, how dare this old thief come to the underworld?" Lei Ming instinctively felt something was wrong.

The Minghe Patriarch and the Kunpeng Patriarch stood together, and behind them was the endless army of the Asuras.

"Lei Ming, you finally returned to the underworld. Without the power of heaven and earth in the underworld, I don't think you can defeat the magic sword in the hands of the ancestor!" The Minghe Patriarch looked at Lei Ming, his eyes full of murderous intent.

"Yes, if you know what's good for you, just let go of that little Kunpeng, otherwise, you will definitely die here today!" The Kunpeng Patriarch shouted, and his hatred for Lei Ming was no less than that of the Minghe Patriarch.

Lei Ming looked at the Minghe Patriarch, then at the Kunpeng Patriarch, and said, "I didn't expect that the two of you would join forces to enter the underworld..."