Fengshen Wendaoxing

At this time, Jiang Ziya, who was alive again, took a day's rest and recovered a lot.

The next day he began to deal with Xiqi's military affairs.

Back then, under Ji Chang's hand, there was a right arm and a left arm.

The status of these two people in Xiqi is as important as that of Huang Feihu and Wen Zhong in Dashang.

Now that Nangong Shi is killed in battle, San Yisheng is able to take on government affairs, and only the military needs him to solve it.

"Uncle Master, the spies are here to report that Chen Tangguan and Lu Xiong's 100,000 troops have gone out of the five passes. We will stay in Jinjiling tonight, and we will be able to arrive at the business in about tomorrow."

Yang Jian walked in and said, "When the two armies are in one place, there will be 170,000 troops outside the city. Our situation in Xiqi will be very dangerous."

"One hundred seventy thousand..."

Jiang Ziya stopped and rubbed his eyebrows: "How many troops do we have now?"

Yang Jian said: "Adding the 30,000 returned to Hong Jin, about 180,000, the remaining 150,000 will be disarmed and returned to the fields, but even so, the food and grass of our army is still very tense."

On that day three years ago, the three immortals of Ji Jiao caused too much damage to all aspects of Xiqi.

Almost a third of the workforce of the strong men was lost overnight.

In this way, the productivity of grain was greatly reduced, and as a last resort, Jiang Ziya liberated half of the army and returned to the fields.

This allowed Xiqi to breathe, relieved and improved.

Jiang Ziya frowned lightly and murmured, "It's almost the harvest of summer now. The grain and grass are the most important thing. Those soldiers cannot be recalled. At this moment, the soldiers are crushing the realm..."

After a while, a gleam of light flashed under his eyes: "It seems that this is the only way to call the army of 100,000 tonight, Yang Jian!"

"The disciple is here!"

Jiang Ziya said: "Before tonight, go and build an altar, three feet high, no mistake!"

Yang Jian said: "No!"

"In addition, distribute cotton-padded clothes and other items to our soldiers." Jiang Ziya said.

"Cotton...cotton?"

Yang Jian was startled, then looked back at the blazing sun outside.

It is an unbearable midsummer now.

"Uncle Master is going to..." Yang Jian's eyes flashed.

Jiang Ziya waved his hand and sighed: "Go and do it!"

When he was about to turn around and go out, Jiang Ziya said again: "What's going on with Nezha?"

Yang Jian shook his head: "I have thought about any method, but I can't untie the weird rope. The real fire of Samadhi can't be burned, and my three-pointed knife can't be cut. My disciple is going to find time to stay with Uncle Sun. a bit."

Jiang Ziya nodded: "This is fine, but the altar is more important. I will use it urgently tonight."

"The disciple understands, let's go to supervise it." Yang Jian walked out of the hall.

In the afternoon, the setting sun went down, night fell, and the altar was finally built.

Jiang Ziya wore a sword and came to the altar.

Seeing this scene, Jin Zha whispered: "Senior Brother Yang, what is the method for Senior Uncle?"

Yang Jian said: "Look at it for yourself!"

Before he finished his words, I saw Jiang Ziya praying to Kunlun Mountain in the east for three times, then adding incense, stepping on the gang fight, pinching the tactics and chanting, burning the talisman...

After the rune burned and flew into the sky, shortly afterwards, a violent wind blew for three hours in a row.

The temperature dropped sharply, and in the end it turned the world into a winter day, with the biting cold wind, as if from a scorching summer into a severe winter.

After a while, snowflakes fluttered in the night sky and landed on the earth...

"heavy snow!"

Jin Zha rubbed his arms and looked at Jiang Ziya, and said in a low voice, "As expected of Uncle Master, I didn't expect to have such supernatural powers."

Yang Jian glanced at him, then raised his head to look at the night sky with floating snowflakes, his eyes closed and silver light flickered.

Of course, Jiang Ziya's way of doing things can't be done, turning summer into severe winter and falling heavy snow.

Then, Yang Jian's eyes flashed, and he saw the shadows of two true dragons hovering in the sky above the snow and dark clouds.

There are several other gods with dim light beside the real dragon.

"Ao Run, Ao Shun..." Yang Jian's eyes moved.

These two are the Dragon Kings of Xihai and Beihai.

The Dragon Kings of the Four Seas each have their own attributes and talents and supernatural powers. For example, Ao Run, the Dragon King of the West Sea, is good at wind and supernatural powers, and is in charge of the changes of the weather.

Ao Shun, the dragon king of the North Sea, lives in the far cold North Sea, in charge of snow, hail, freezing, frost and so on.

Jiang Ziya's cast this time is accurately called Qiuxue.

With the Jade Void Right Law, the runes were directly burned to the heavenly court, and the emperor issued the will, and the gods came to execute it.

Although the gods in the heaven are vacant, the dragons of the four seas have all returned to the dominion of the heaven.

Yang Jian's eyes closed.

This time it was true that Xiqi was forced to be unable to do anything, and Jiang Ziya made the best move to destroy the enemy with Taoism.

Lu Chuan’s 70,000 army has been stationed for several years, with winter clothes to keep out the cold, but the Yin Shang army of 100,000, how can they bring winter clothes on the summer march?

Maybe this time there is really no return.

Such a heavy snow of goose feathers, fluttering and sprinkling, has been falling all night.

The next day, within Xiqi, thousands of miles of ice and thousands of miles of snow drifted into a world wrapped in silver.

There was a bitter, biting cold wind blowing between the sky and the earth.

Jiang Ziya looked around and saw nearly two feet of thick snow on the flat ground.

In some places where the wind is swirling, it is even as high as four or five feet.

Seeing this scene, Jiang Ziya then went up to the high platform again, pinched the Jue to recite the spell, burned the rune, and issued the token.

Soon, the clouds cleared and the snow stopped, and a scorching sun was in the air.

Jiang Ziya said: "Yang Jian, Jin Zha, you two will go to Jinjiling to check it out, what happened to the 100,000 army of big businessmen."

"The disciple takes the lead!"

Yang Jian and Jin Zha drove the earth into the air, passed the business under Qishan, and came to Jinjiling all the way.

Then I saw that countless ice sculptures in the military camp on Jinjiling gleamed under the sun, as if it were a world of ice sculptures, without a trace of life.

Inside the ice are big merchant soldiers.

Outside the Chinese army, they saw a mighty veteran with a long sword on his waist, white beard and hair, and a mighty demeanor.

He looked anxious, raised his hand, and opened his mouth as if he was calling people into his big tent, and there were horrified soldiers around him, wanting to go into his big tent.

But at this moment, they all turned into ice sculptures.

"This is the general Lu Xiong who led his troops to conquer Xiqi this time, how come he is such an old guy?"

Jin Zha took a look and said with a smile: "At this age, he is still leading soldiers to fight. This is fine. Even Xiqi was killed without seeing the shadow of Xiqi~www.readwn.com~ Throw this old bone here. "

"Junior Brother Jinzha, don't say that."

Yang Jian looked around to see if there were any living people, and shook his head when he heard the words: "We only met on the battlefield for our own masters, but we have to respect them even if they are enemies, besides..."

Click!

An imperceptible soft noise.

Yang Jian's expression changed, Jin Zha smiled and said, "Brother, what's the matter?"

Suddenly, Yang Jian rushed forward quickly and shouted, "Junior Brother, run away."

Before the words fell, the ice that sealed the mighty veteran burst open, and the old man let out a scream, a palm with flames domineering and slammed at Jin Zha's chest.

Jin Zha didn't expect that there were still living people here, and to see this ice sculpture, he was very close to it.

"puff!"

At this moment, the old man suddenly got into trouble. He couldn't dodge at all. After being hit by a palm, he spouted blood, and his body retreated four or five steps.

The old man wanted to chase again, but the silver cold light flashed, and a three-pointed two-edged sword stabbed him, forcing him to draw a sword to play back.

when!

The sword collided with the knife, sparks splashed, and the ice on the ground broke open suddenly.

Yang Jian stood still, and the old man was shocked ‘chu chu chu’ slammed backwards, his sword-raising hand trembled.

Look at Yang Jian with an incredible expression on his face.

Yang Jian said: "The martial arts cultivation base of the innate realm, it is no wonder that you can survive in this ice and snow."

"puff!"

Jin Zha knelt on one knee, couldn't help but spouting blood again, looked at the old man, gritted his teeth and said: "Old Pifu..."

The palm of the old man almost killed him half his life.

If it hadn't been for him to take the path of physical body sanctification, and to cultivate both physical body, ordinary Qi refiners of the same realm would definitely be dead under this palm.

"you shut up!"

The old man snorted, then stared at Yang Jian, gritted his teeth and said, "The wind and snow last night, did you make the magic trick?"