Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 109: Saving Face
After losing the first battle, Ran Deng and all the immortals were defeated in Lu Peng.

Without the support of the big boss, Jiang Ziya's army could not stand its ground and retreated to Xiqi.

Ao Bing also returned with the crowd.

Along the way, everyone else had frowns and expressions like bitter gourds.

Du Ao Bing wasn't worried at all and even hummed a little tune.

When Jiang Ziya saw him like this, he was angry and annoyed. He deliberately scolded him, but he was also afraid that the prince would abandon him.

If Jiang Ziya is Tang Sanzang and Yang Jian is Sun Wukong, then Ao Bing is definitely Zhu Bajie.

No matter how much he scolded Yang Jian, even if he was scolded bloody, the other party would not have the thought of leaving.

There is only Ao Bing. If you don't talk to him, he will always shout about dividing the luggage and look for opportunities to escape.

If you really want to curse, you'll probably run faster than a rabbit.

But you have to admit that although the other party is an ancestor, he really has a way at critical moments.

Anyway, Jiang Ziya had never seen Ao Bing stumped by a problem.

He had a way when he beat Zhang Guifang, he still had a way when he beat the four generals of the Demon Family, and now when he beat Shi Jue Formation and Zhao Gongming, they were still smiling and relaxed.

Ziya couldn't help but start to wonder: "Could Ao Bing still have a way to deal with it?"

With this thought in his mind, he couldn't help but move closer and asked:

"Prince, our army has suffered a new defeat, and Zhao Gongming has no way to deal with it. I wonder if you have any countermeasures?"

Ao Bing took out his ears, looked at the blue sky, and sighed:

"The weather is really nice today."

The old ginger head was speechless.

Now he is really worn down by Ao Bing and has almost lost his temper. He misses him as a disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun, Prime Minister Xiqi, and the person who made the gods on behalf of heaven.

Who doesn't give him some face when he meets him?

But when facing Ao Bing, he really had no moves at all.

He couldn't help but wink at Yang Jian aside.

Yang Jian understood instantly and coughed twice on purpose.

"Uncle Master, please don't ask him. Then Zhao Gongming is a Da Luo Jinxian, and Ao Bing is just a mere heavenly immortal. How can he live in someone else's house?"

This is a way to provoke generals, simple and clumsy!

Ao Bing glanced sideways, put his hands behind his head, and lay back directly, sleeping on the ferocious back.

After the giant beast felt it, he took the initiative to slow down his steps and tried his best to make his master sleep comfortably.

Yang Jian had no choice but to slow down his horse and persuaded:
"Ao Bing, if you have a way, why don't you tell me? Wouldn't it be great to break the formation as soon as possible, become a god as soon as possible, and get rid of the shackles as soon as possible?"

The prince smiled, simply closed his eyes and turned a blind eye.

Today, Zhao Gongming hit the burning lamp and half of his body collapsed. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

However, with the effectiveness of the immortal elixir, it would be difficult to die.

It's a pity that he doesn't have the Seven Arrows book, otherwise he would have to find an opportunity to worship the old thief to death.

"Ao Bing, is there anything you can do?"

He was distracted by random thoughts, but Yang Jian urged him again and again.

The prince immediately glared at him impatiently.

"I'm just a fairy, what can I do? If you want to find it, just go to Ran Deng!"

"You think I don't want to?"

Yang Jian rolled his eyes.

Zhao Gongming's treasure is colorful and cannot be seen clearly, but its power is unpredictable.

I almost became half-paralyzed after playing Ran Deng today.

As the saying goes, "It takes a hundred days to break your muscles and bones."

With the immortal medicine, even if it doesn't take a hundred days, it will take at least ten and a half months to recover from such an injury.

During this period, Zhao Gongming could not be idle and would definitely come to challenge him every day.

Erzhongxian's reed tent is located outside Xiqi City, so there is no danger to defend it.

"Prince, what on earth do you want to do before you are willing to take action?"

Jiang Ziya knew that Ao Bing had no profit and couldn't afford to go early. At this time, he didn't want to make any moves, and he was probably waiting for a price to sell.

Ao Bing smiled and glanced at the apricot-yellow flag in his arms.

Lao Jiangtou's expression immediately changed and he covered the baby with clothes.

"This is the most precious treasure of my Yuxu Palace, don't even think about it."

The prince made a "cut" sound and shushed him angrily:
"I want the horse to run, but I don't want to let the horse eat grass. Yuxu Palace is really good at calling people."

"You can't say that."

Jiang Ziya was a little dissatisfied when he heard that. He sat on Sibuxiang and blew his beard, staring at him angrily:
“When I first invited my fellow Taoist to come down the mountain, Pindao also offered me Taiyi Kung Fu.

You clearly agreed to assist King Wu and complete the canonization of the gods together. Now that you have a way to do it but don't say it, you clearly broke your promise. "

"Why didn't I keep my promise?"

Ao Bing sat up with an unhappy expression. Wasn't he just settling old scores?

Who doesn't seem like it.

"We also said at the beginning that I was an assistant, but I didn't sell my life to him.

No matter how much strength we exert, we have to act according to our ability! "

He rolled his eyes, looking annoyed.

"Then Zhao Gongming is the Great Luo Jinxian. Is it reasonable for you to let me, a small immortal, deal with him?"

With that said, he turned around and asked Yang Jian. "You are making judgments. Is this reasonable?"

Yang Jian wanted to shake his head, but when he saw his uncle's angry eyes, he changed his tone again:

"Ao Bing, it seems that our two families are related to each other. My cousin knows you quite well..."

"Okay, okay, your cousin is your cousin, and you are you."

Ao Bing interrupted impatiently:
"In all these years, I haven't heard you call me brother-in-law!"

The two of them were noisy, causing the surrounding generals to prick up their ears.

Everyone only knew that Yang Jian and Ao Bing knew each other, but they didn't expect that there was such a story.

What about my cousin’s husband? Who has ever heard of this kind of gossip about a fairy family before?

Jiang Ziya was also stunned.

Seeing Ao Bing lying down again, he couldn't help but open his mouth and gesture silently, which clearly meant:

"Try calling him 'brother-in-law'." Yang Jian had a dark face and ignored him.

This was the first time he disobeyed Jiang Ziya's order.

In the past, those orders were easy to negotiate, but calling Ao Bing "brother-in-law" was out of the question.

The two of them didn't know each other before, so they had some misunderstandings and even some comparisons.

Although they have assisted Xiqi together over the years, their relationship has become somewhat harmonious.

But the competition between them has not only not faded away, but has intensified.

Doesn't calling him "brother-in-law" mean that he is admitting defeat in the competition?

Yang Jian didn't want to admit defeat.

He has never admitted defeat in his life.

Even God Haotian didn't let him admit defeat.

The heart is high and does not recognize the family of heaven, and the arrogance returns to the gods to live in Guanjiang.

On the surface, he and Haotian have reconciled, but the deaths of his father and brother are like a thorn between his uncle and nephew.

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Jiang Ziya was helpless.

I feel that if I want to persuade Ao Bing, I have to fall on this so-called "cousin".

While talking, everyone led the army back to Xiqi City.

Returning to the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ziya immediately summoned Yang Jian and asked about the so-called "cousin".

Yang Jian looked embarrassed and didn't want to mention it at all.

"Uncle Jiang, this is a private matter for a disciple, how can you tell me casually?"

Haha, you are also rebellious!
Jiang Ziya smiled and thought, If I can't cure Ao Bing, I can't cure you?
"It's okay if you don't tell me. Then my uncle will have no choice but to shamelessly ask your master Yuding. Everything will be clear by then."

Yang Jian frowned, his face couldn't help but feel bitter.

Are all the harmful and sinister moves directed at me?
Let's just say.

You are so powerful, why don't you deal with Ao Bing?

He sighed, really afraid that Jiang Ziya would find his master over such a trivial matter.

"Uncle, stay here for a moment, disciple said, that's all!"

Now tell me all your past experiences one by one.

When he mentioned that he was the nephew of God Haotian, Jiang Ziya looked surprised.

That expression was like discovering that his roommate, who he had been with for many years and had been eating rice bran with him, was the second-generation richest man in the world.

He was also a young monk and had never inquired about it before.

In the original work, when the disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals came down the mountain, he didn’t even recognize them.

Only Taiyi Zhenren’s family was in such trouble that he knew more or less about it.

As for Yang Jian, the other party's behavior is very low-key and it is not clear at all.

So much important information is missed as a result.

Yang Jian also ignored Jiang Ziya.

Originally, he wanted to get along with his uncle as an ordinary person, but in the end, what he got was doubts and intensification.

Now that the words have been spoken, I simply don’t pretend anymore.

He has been telling the whole story of how he became a disciple, saved his mother, and met Ao Bing.

After Jiang Ziya heard this, his expression was shocked and he could not recover for a long time.

He never thought that there were so many outrageous stories in it.

He couldn't help but think deeply: "According to what you said, Ao Bing has a deep relationship with Princess Long Ji. Only she can persuade Ao Bing?"

Yang Jian thought for a while, sighed and nodded.

"In that case, then go and invite Princess Long Ji!"

"what?"

A big question mark appeared on Yang Jian's head, and he quickly shook his head.

"Please forgive me for being rude, disciple, this is absolutely unacceptable!"

"why?"

Yang Jian opened his mouth but couldn't give a reason.

Long Ji asked the Golden Mother of Yaochi to come forward and be very kind to him.

The battlefield in Xiqi is chaotic and dangerous. How can we bring the opponent to danger?

This matter went against his principles.

Secondly, kindness will be repaid with hatred.

If Ao Bing knew about it, he might not want to kill him!

Therefore, he would not do that either emotionally or rationally.

He shook his head and refused. Jiang Ziya narrowed his eyes instantly and came up with his old tricks.

"It's okay if you don't go. Then my uncle will have no choice but to shamelessly beg your master Yuding."

He thought that this would make Yang Jian submit.

After all, what students fear most is asking their parents.

However, this time Yang Jian was unexpectedly firm. He cupped his fists and raised his hands with a serious look on his face:

"Even if my uncle goes to seek help from his master, the disciple will never agree!"

Good guy!
This kid is really going to rebel!

He stood up, intending to scold him so that he would know how to return.

However, considering that Yang Jian was very reliable in the past, he could not bear to lose his heart, so he patiently persuaded him:
"Yang Jian, you also know that Zhao Gongming is very powerful. He beat Teacher Ran Deng and was seriously injured.

Now that Ao Bing has a solution, how can he hesitate and delay?

Who can afford to delay the important event of becoming a god? "

Yang Jian was silent.

God Haotian once decreed that his mother could only be rescued if he helped complete the canonization of the gods.

So he was more anxious than Jiang Ziya.

But being anxious is a matter of urgency, and he has principles after all.

Princess Long Ji was kind to him, and it was impossible for him to drag his benefactor's cousin into the water in order to save his mother.

After hesitating for a long time, he finally gritted his teeth:
"Uncle, don't panic. Disciple, save your face and ask Ao Bing again. I won't put you in too much trouble, uncle!!"

(End of this chapter)