I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Xiqi.

"Father!"

After Jiang Ziya returned from Kunlun Mountain, Ji Chang, the King of Xibo, who had been waiting for a long time, was so excited that his eyes turned red.

He was not excited about Jiang Ziya, but his own son!
After seeing Jiang Ziya, Ji Fa respectfully stepped forward and called him "Father". If you didn't know, you would think that the two of them had a very good relationship.

"Master Jiang, my son!"

King Ji Chang of Xibo had tears in his eyes, as if he was afraid of hearing some bad news.

However, this time Jiang Ziya smiled calmly and nodded slightly:

"I am a humble monk, but I just happened to return to Kunlun Mountain to seek a life-saving elixir. Prince Bo Yikao was injured by a magical arrow. I only need to summon his soul and have him take this elixir, and he will be resurrected."

After hearing what Jiang Ziya said, King Ji Chang of Xibo was so excited that he burst into tears and nodded repeatedly with trembling hands.

"Master Jiang! I'm counting on you!"

Under the hospitality of Xibo Hou, Jiang Ziya smiled confidently and nodded:
"All you need to do tonight is build an altar in the mansion, and then you can see what I can do."

At this moment, a messenger suddenly came out of the door and reported loudly.

"My Lord, there is a Taoist outside the gate who came from the sky. He said he is a monk from Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain. He came down the mountain on the order of his master to find Jiang Ziya, Taoist Master Jiang!"

After hearing this, Jiang Ziya immediately smiled.

"Haha, it seems that this is my senior brother's top disciple."

When he said this, Jiang Ziya looked at King Ji Chang of the Western Zhou Dynasty with even more confidence.

"I am a disciple of Senior Brother Yu Ding, and my cultivation is extremely high. I am just the right person to help the Marquis defeat the enemy."

King Ji Chang of Xibo nodded with a smile on his face. He had never been so happy.

First, his son was saved. Second, the more immortals came from Kunlun Mountain, the more it proved that this saintly religion attached great importance to him.

Facing the Shang Dynasty, he is now becoming more and more confident.

A mere Shang Dynasty! Even if they have millions of soldiers, what good is that!
Now the times have changed. It is no longer a battlefield for mortals. It all depends on the immortals behind the scenes.

"Since you are a disciple of the immortal from Kunlun Mountain's Yuxu Palace, please come in quickly and don't be negligent in the slightest."

As King Ji Chang of Xibo laughed with a smile on his face, the guards outside the door respectfully invited Yang Jian in.

As soon as Yang Jian came in, Xibohou Ji Chang, Ji Fa, and even Jiang Ziya all smiled with satisfaction.

This Yang Jian has a dignified appearance, wears Taoist robes and silk ribbons, and especially the divine eyes between his eyebrows, which proves that he is not an ordinary person.

"Yang Jian from Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain has been ordered by his master to come down the mountain to help Uncle Jiang."

Yang Jian's behavior made Ji Fa and Ji Chang very satisfied.

Jiang Ziya's smile at this moment had a hint of showing off. After all, he had defected to Xiqi and had never shown his true abilities many times.

And there were mistakes every time, especially the matter of Wucheng King Huang Feihu, which was really embarrassing.

How can I convince others if I don’t prove myself this time!

"Yang Jian, I have heard from Senior Brother Yu Ding that your profound skills have already reached a small level of success?"

Jiang Ziya's question, with a smile on his face, made its meaning very clear. He wanted Yang Jian to tell him about his magical powers so that he could make great contributions in the future.

Yang Jian looked calm after hearing this, but he sneered in his heart, but he did not show it at all. Instead, he clasped his fists respectfully and said:
"Reporting to Uncle Master, Yang Jian has been studying martial arts in Jinxia Cave of Yuquan Mountain for many years. He has made some progress in Xuan Gong and has reached the Golden Immortal Perfection Realm. He is proficient in Samadhi True Fire, Grasping Earth to Make Soldiers, Five Thunder Art, Earth Escape, and the Seventy-two Transformations of the Earthly Fiends."

After Yang Jian told people about his magical powers, King Ji Chang of Xibo was not an ordinary man who knew nothing, and he immediately showed an excited smile.

"Well, it really is a great magical power."

It was merely the Golden Immortal's perfect realm. Although King Ji Chang of the Western Zhou Dynasty did not understand, he knew that even among the Shang Dynasty, the Grand Master Wen Zhong was only at the level of a Golden Immortal.

In other words, Yang Jian's cultivation level is comparable to Wen Zhong's, not to mention that he has so many magical powers. At least he has not heard of Wen Zhong having these magical powers in these years.

Ji Fa was a man of limited experience after all, and all he heard were the various magical powers that came later.

After hearing this, Jiang Ziya smiled with satisfaction, but deep in his eyes there was more envy.

The path to immortality is hard to find! How much he wanted to find it.

"Very well, come on, prepare a banquet. I want to personally entertain the two Kunlun Mountain Immortals."

As King Ji Chang of Xibo laughed loudly, bursts of laughter and joy were heard in the mansion.

This made many people secretly wonder, as if Prince Bo Yikao was not really dead.

After all, who can be so happy after their son dies?

Night is gradually falling...

In the backyard of Xibohou's mansion, there is an altar, various white banners and livestock offerings.

At the same time, Bo Yikao's pale and cold body lay on the wooden board.

This made Ji Chang, the King of Xibo, who was full of joy during the day, nervous.

Jiang Ziya, wearing a Yin-Yang Taoist robe and looking calm and confident, stood in front of the altar, holding a wooden sword.

"This is the elixir that I sought from Mount Kunlun."

Normally Jiang Ziya would not show off like this, but he couldn't do that now. Embarrassing himself again and again directly affected himself.

In the future he will have to help Xiqi conquer the Shang Dynasty. Without convincing abilities, how can he enjoy the wealth and glory of the world?

Jiang Ziya took out an elixir from his arms and, in front of everyone, pressed it directly into Bo Yikao's already cold and stiff mouth.

next moment!
King Ji Chang of Xibo couldn't help but blush and looked at his son excitedly.

"My son! My son has a reaction!"

As he took the elixir, one could see with the naked eye that Bo Yikao's body slowly went from stiff and pale to healthy. His skin also regained color and his wounds healed visibly.

Even the stiff body became soft, like a sleeping person, and there was no trace of the dead look before.

"spiritualism!"

The next moment, Jiang Ziya's face changed. He stood in front of the altar, holding a wooden sword and began to perform a ritual to summon the souls.

"The soul returns..."

In the middle of the night, Jiang Ziya kept screaming like a ghost, the soul-calling flags kept waving, and a large amount of magic power was blowing.

After just a moment, beads of sweat appeared on Jiang Ziya's forehead, and he was secretly frightened at this moment.

impossible!

Although his cultivation is not so good, he is still a disciple of the saint of Kunlun Mountain. What's the big deal about recruiting a mere soul!
No!

Thinking of being embarrassed again, Jiang Ziya could not help but squint his eyes and look at Ji Chang, the King of Xibo, who was looking at him excitedly, and Ji Fa, who had a look of hypocritical expectation.

Jiang Ziya sneered in his heart and shouted:
"Jifa, you and Bo Yikao are brothers, blood relatives. If you pour your blood on this soul-calling banner, you will be able to call back Bo Yikao's soul."

Good guy!
Ji Fa, who was originally watching the show, had mixed feelings in his heart, but then Jiang Ziya's loud shout made him stunned, and then he quickly squeezed out two tears.

"Father, as long as you can save my elder brother, I am willing to sacrifice not only Jifa's blood but even his life!"

Ji Fa looked excited, as if he had a very good relationship with his elder brother Bo Yikao.

He strode forward without any hesitation, took out the sword at his waist, cut his arm, and blood splattered all over the soul-calling banner.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ziya wanted to say something with satisfaction, but Yang Jian, who was standing on the side, seemed to have thought of something and couldn't help frowning.

"Uncle Jiang, your soul-calling banner was made by Xibo Hou using a mortal child. It is too weak. It is not as powerful as the one I brought from Jinxia Cave in Yuquan Mountain."

Yang Jian smiled confidently, spread his hands, and instantly a white soul-calling flag appeared in his palm.

This thing is ordinary, but its quality is far superior to that of mortal things. At the same time, Yang Jian secretly sent a message to Jiang Ziya: "Uncle Master, with my soul-calling flag, you will definitely succeed."

After hearing this, Jiang Ziya immediately showed a satisfied smile on his face, especially when looking at Yang Jian, he felt even more pleased.

Yang Jian's nephew is very capable and much better than others.

He was given enough respect and honor.

"What my nephew said is very true."

Under Jiang Ziya's indifferent smile, Ji Fa's face turned pale and he forced a smile.

Nima!

I didn’t tell you earlier!
He had already bled once, and lost so much blood, yet it still came!
but!
"Ji Fa!"

Jiang Ziya turned his head and looked at Ji Fa. Although Ji Fa had lost too much blood and his face was pale, he nodded excitedly at this moment:
"For my elder brother's sake, you must rescue him!"

Jifa looked excited. He stretched out his arm again and swung his sword. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the soul-summoning banner.

This time Ji Fa's body was unstable and he almost fell down. He hurriedly took out the golden wound medicine and took it.

I have to say, in this world of gods and demons, medicine is also magical.

As soon as he fell down, the bleeding stopped in an instant.

After receiving the more advanced soul-calling banner, Jiang Ziya was suddenly full of confidence. He stood on the high platform again and began to worship and call back the souls.

"The soul is coming... Bo Yikao..."

As Jiang Ziya muttered these mysterious words, the expression in his eyes changed rapidly.

From full of confidence at the beginning, to panic later, and finally to frustration!

I saw him exerting his magical power, almost gathering all his strength, and the final result!
Gusts of hot summer wind blew by, but not a single soul came back.

Chaoge, thousands of miles away.

Di Xin, the master of Zhaixing Tower, couldn't help but open his eyes and revealed a look of contempt and ridicule.

I saw that the List of Gods hanging on the Zhaixing Tower seemed to move a little, and then there was no movement at all.

……

Xiqi.

Under the starry sky, Jiang Ziya was sweating profusely.

King Ji Chang of Xibo, who was watching all this nervously, went from anticipation and excitement in the beginning to a dull look in the end.

his son!

He was not stupid. Although he did not understand the magic, he could see that Jiang Ziya was at the end of his strength.

Ji Fa was the unlucky one. He was looking at this scene in shock. Although he didn't want Bo Yikao to survive, he really didn't want his brother to die.

Otherwise you will have to bear this bad reputation!
"Master's nephew!"

After a while, Jiang Ziya gasped weakly, raised his head and looked at Yang Jian with a wry smile.

"It seems that my power is limited, and I need my nephew to help me."

Upon seeing this, Yang Jian, who was standing by, immediately showed a respectful look and clasped his fists.

"Uncle Master, you are too polite. Everyone knows that Uncle Master is proficient in both civil and military tactics. This soul summoning is just an unorthodox method. Let me handle this matter."

Yang Jian's words gave Jiang Ziya enough face, which made Jiang Ziya even more secretly grateful.

This nephew understands the ways of the world and is not an ordinary disciple who only knows how to practice.

Yang Jian came to the altar, looked at Ji Fa, clasped his fists respectfully and said:

"Prince, please give me some more blood and essence. Yang Jian is going to use a secret method to summon the soul!"

What could Ji Fa say? He pretended to be excited, stepped forward and stretched out his hand, ready to strike with a sword. However, Yang Jian calmly stretched out his hand to stop him.

"Your Highness, there is no need to do this. What Yang Jian needs is blood. As the saying goes, the ten fingers are connected to the heart. All you need is the blood from your fingertips."

After hearing this, Jifa nodded excitedly.

"Master Yang, please, please come back to my brother."

Ji Fa was truly moved at this moment, but at the same time he despised Jiang Ziya in his heart.

As expected! Jiang Ziya is just not very capable. He only needs blood from his fingertips, but you made me bleed so much.

Judging from recent events, they have come to realize that Jiang Ziya is lucky as he has become a disciple of the immortal of Kunlun Mountain.

In terms of ability, there is still a lot of gap.

As Ji Fa dripped the blood from his fingertips into the bowl, Yang Jian looked at Xibohou Ji Chang with even more respect.

"My Lord, you are the father of Bo Yikao. As the saying goes, father and son are connected by heart."

Before Yang Jian could finish speaking, King Ji Chang of Xibo came over, nodding repeatedly.

"Go ahead and cast your spell, Immortal."

In order to save his son, Ji Chang didn't care about the blood from his fingertips, he just dripped it into the bowl.

However, Jiang Ziya, who was tired and weak, did not notice the sneer in the depths of Yang Jian's eyes.

"Here comes the soul!"

As Yang Jian cast the spell, a strong wind suddenly blew, which was in sharp contrast to what Jiang Ziya had done before.

This made Ji Chang and Ji Fa, father and son, despise Jiang Ziya for his lack of ability, but they dared not show it on their faces.

However, when Yang Jian did this, his brows furrowed and he said in a deep voice: "Something is wrong!"

The strong wind came and went quickly. Yang Jian stopped his actions without any hesitation.

This made Ji Chang and Ji Fa, father and son, look at him with confusion.

"Master, is there something wrong?"

Facing the two's questions, Yang Jian frowned and said in a deep voice:
"I used the necromancy spell before and clearly sensed that Prince Bo Yikao did not want to come back. Uncle Jiang should have sensed this a long time ago, but it is not easy for me, the uncle, to say it out loud."

When he said this, Yang Jian looked at Jiang Ziya and secretly transmitted a message at the same time.

"Uncle Jiang, I don't know where Bo Yikao's soul has gone... I can't sense it at all..."

Jiang Ziya understood what he meant instantly, and he looked mysterious and sighed.

"Sure enough!"

With the cooperation of Jiang Ziya and Yang Jian, Ji Chang, who was full of expectations, was full of confusion.

Jiang Ziya shook his head repeatedly, looked at Ji Chang and finally glanced at Ji Fa.

This made Jifa's face look very ugly instantly. Damn it! There won't be any more for him.

"My Lord, this spell is to summon the soul. After death, ordinary people will keep a memory of their life and will not leave their body too far. But Bo Yikao's soul has gone thousands of miles away and refuses to come back."

After hearing what Jiang Ziya said, Ji Chang's face turned pale and he shed two lines of tears.

"My son! How can you be so cruel!"

Ji Chang seemed to understand everything. Bo Yikao believed that death would bring him relief and he would be able to fulfill both loyalty and filial piety.

So Bo Yikao didn’t want to come back!
After hearing this, Jifa was somewhat happy in his heart, but his face turned pale!
Nima!

Bo Yikao died! He must have taken the blame! (End of this chapter)