The three sisters left in a calm and leisurely manner, without any sign of dragging their feet. Their fairy-like appearance was ethereal and their fragrance was lingering, leaving Duke alone in a daze in the tent.

Wen Zhong coughed lightly and pulled Duke's sleeve: "Friend Du, although a beautiful lady is nice, some people are destined to be together and cannot be forced."

This was said very skillfully and gave Duke enough face. If Zhao Gongming said it, it would be like a toad wanting to eat swan meat. Stop dreaming!

Duke's face turned dark. He never thought that Wen Zhong, a guy with thick eyebrows and big eyes, is actually such a dirty person. Don't talk to me. I am ashamed to be compared with Pei Yu.

Zhao Gongming and the Three Heavenly Gods left, but the Chan Sect still had eleven Golden Immortals, which gave them the upper hand in numbers, and they also had many magical weapons. Wen Zhong was unhappy and was ready to go find some Taoist friends for help, but was stopped by Duke.

"Fellow Daoist, do you want to meet the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect alone again?" Wen Zhong had a headache and tried to persuade him kindly, "Those Golden Immortals are all powerful and have magic weapons bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun. They are different from Huanglong Zhenren. You can't look down on them."

"Grand Master, you misunderstood!" Duke smiled and shook his head: "What I meant is that with the public-spirited Daoist Fellow Shen here, Grand Master can just sit and wait for the cannons... ahem, wait for Daoists from all directions to come to our aid."

"Grandmaster, let's not beat around the bush. You were born with three eyes, and Yang Jian was also born with three eyes. Between you two... this... that... you say, right?"

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Wen Zhong was furious: "Yang Jian, you have escaped so many times. I will not let you off the hook next time."

Hearing Duke's wild words, the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect all showed anger on their faces, and Guangchengzi was even more furious: "Evil creature, you dare to mention the name of the saint, you really don't know whether you live or die."

"Someone outside the tent, hang Yang Jian on the flagpole."

Everyone had made a decision, and the next day Jiang Ziya led his army out of the city to challenge the enemy. The eleven golden immortals lined up in a row, and for a moment, golden light and colorful clouds rose up in the sky.

Wen Zhong's face twitched: "If you don't want to talk, forget it, why are you teasing me?"

Deng Zhong, one of the Four Heavenly Lords of Huanghua Mountain, said: "Grand Master, Daoist Fellow Du has already left the camp."

Wen Zhong was helpless: "Daoyou, too, why don't you let me imprison Yang Jian's soul? Otherwise, he wouldn't be so presumptuous."

Duke opened his eyes, looking confused: "What's wrong? What happened? Is the attack over?"

Duke was dazzled by the golden light and closed his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, Guangchengzi made a sword gesture, and his two swords rushed left and right, cutting Duke's waist fiercely.

Duke was horrified and asked in surprise, "How dare I make fun of the Grand Master... Could it be that I guessed wrongly, and the Grand Master has no relationship with Yang Jian?"

Guang Chengzi was furious, but his expression remained unchanged: "Shanye Taoist, let Wen Zhong come out to answer, otherwise I will make you die. I don't think you have a good fortune, and I'm afraid you won't even be able to go to the Conferred God Platform after you die. Considering that it's not easy for you to practice, leave quickly!"

Wen Zhong looked at the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect outside the camp, pacing back and forth in the big tent with a worried look on his face: "Friend Shen's reinforcements haven't arrived yet, what should we do?"

Wen Zhong cupped his hands and said, "I'd like to hear the details."

Guangchengzi's face suddenly turned red, his beard fluttered without wind, and he took out his most powerful magic weapon, Fantian Seal, which turned into the size of a mountain and smashed down towards Duke.

"How can this be! I am so angry!"

Fantian Seal! Male and female swords! Guangchengzi threw out the male and female swords, and the two swords crossed in mid-air, and suddenly a golden light was released. The soldiers of Xiqi covered their faces with their hands, and the war horses jumped up repeatedly in fright. Jiang Ziya had no choice but to order the army to regroup.

Duke pointed at Wen Zhong and said, "I don't want to make things difficult for Yang Jian because of the Grand Master. Otherwise, I would have skinned him alive long ago."

With a loud rumbling sound, people and horses were thrown to the ground outside the gate of Yin Shang, but Duke did not move at all.

"It hurts so much!" Everyone was sitting in the hall, and without Ran Deng to take charge, the burden fell on Guang Chengzi's shoulders. He thought that since the Shang Dynasty had no experts, he should take this opportunity to annihilate Wen Zhong's army in one fell swoop, or at least save those people on the flagpole. Otherwise, it would take a lot of time to wait for Wen Zhong to find reinforcements.

Duke didn't ride Garurumon, but walked over with a spear on his shoulder. A few days ago, he watched Zhao Gongming fight with the Golden Immortal of the Chan Sect, and Garurumon was just a serving beast here.

Duke shook his head: "Reputation is harmful to people. Even saints are vulgar people."

Ding! Ding! Two crisp sounds, the male and female swords returned without success, and the Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect were all surprised. Apart from the light effect, there was nothing else worth praising about Guangchengzi's male and female swords. The only thing was that they were so sharp that they were rare in the world. Even if one had an indestructible body, being cut by the two swords should have been cut in two.

Chi Jingzi took out the gourd, poured out a golden pill and stuffed it into Jiang Ziya's mouth. The golden pill took effect as soon as it entered his mouth, and Jiang Ziya woke up, touching his aching forehead.

Guang Chengzi followed Yuanshi Tianzun, but he didn't learn even one tenth of the Taoist magic, but he learned the bad habit of being proud. He lost face in front of his fellow disciples, and immediately a cloud of celebration appeared above his head, and a square seal and a pair of murderous swords floated up and down in the cloud of celebration.

“…”

Duke crossed his arms over his chest and glanced at Guang Chengzi calmly: "Practicing is indeed not easy, so you should leave quickly. If Yuanshi Tianzun comes instead, it will save me a lot of time."

Duke's face straightened: "Master, I didn't want to point it out, but since you asked, I have no choice but to tell you."

"Oh no! I told Fellow Daoist Du many times to stay calm, but he still couldn't help himself. You all should follow me out quickly and rescue him, otherwise it will be too late." Wen Zhong was shocked and rushed out of the tent with two disciples and the Ten Heavenly Lords.

Wen Zhong smiled bitterly and shook his head: "Fellow Daoist, please don't tease me. You must have other intentions. Could it be that Yang Jian has something else to say?"

"I understand. Since the Grand Tutor said so, I will be more ruthless. But there is no need to wait until next time, it will be fine now..." Duke raised his eyebrows, took out the gold brick, took three steps forward, and slapped it on the soldier's head.

Guang Chengzi then put away his contempt, and said with a breath held in concentration: "What a demon Taoist, you are not well-known, but you have such magical powers, but do you have any magic weapon to protect yourself?"

Duke swung his spear backwards and stuck it into the ground. "It is me, Daoist Guangchengzi, do you want to avenge your junior brother?"

Soldiers: “…”

There was a loud bang, and the soldier was hit so hard that his eyes and mouth were crooked. He fell on his back and twitched, and finally turned into the appearance of Yang Jian.

Duke smiled faintly: "Grandmaster, why do you have to get angry over such a small matter? Anger is harmful to your health. Yang Jian will not be able to escape."

"There is no other game for entertainment in the army, so using Yang Jian to kill time is quite interesting. Don't you think so, Grand Master?"

Outside the gate of the Shang Dynasty, the Xiqi army was lined up in full gear, with flags waving and murderous intent filling the air. Countless weapons reflected silver light, and they looked extremely aggressive.

Wen Zhong also thought that this made sense when he heard this. It was great to have Fellow Daoist Shen here! At this time, a soldier outside the camp gate entered the tent and said in a hurried tone, "Report to the Grand Master, the Xiqi captive Yang Jian on the flagpole at the camp gate has disappeared. We have been looking for him everywhere but have not been able to find him. He must have fled back to Xiqi City."

"You are a nameless man from the mountains, are you worthy enough to fight with me?" Guangchengzi sneered. He was the first immortal who struck the golden bell in Yuxu Palace, and his status was so noble. How could a casual cultivator like Duke, whom he had never heard of, be worthy enough to fight with him.

Wen Zhong waved his sleeves, unwilling to pay any more attention to Duke: "Fellow Daoist, please stop being weird. Next time you capture Yang Jian, remember to seal his Niwan and don't let his Yuanshen escape again."

Wen Zhong: "Daoyou, the Niwan has not been sealed yet!"

Wen Zhong: “…”

The Golden Immortals of the Orthodox Sect all thought that Guangchengzi's words made sense. They had sent many people to the List of Gods when they came down the mountain this time, and they should quickly get away from the calamity in the mortal world, for fear that something unexpected would happen if they were too late.

Wen Zhong was stunned when he heard this: "What!?"

After that, he raised the magic weapon, the Soul-Falling Bell, and gently shook it at Duke. The bell rang with a ding-dong sound, and the sound waves visible to the naked eye brushed towards Duke, passing through his body and shaking the ground three times.

Duke shook the gold brick and said, "Grandmaster, to be honest, Yang Jian is the only one in Xiqi City who is easy to beat. If you seal his soul, I will have no fun in the future."

When Guang Chengzi saw that Duke was alone, a hint of contempt flashed across his brows: "You Taoist, are you the one who captured Junior Brother Huang Long and hung him on the battle flag?"

The soldiers nearby also listened attentively, wondering who Yang Jian was and why Duke had ignored him so many times.

In Xiqi, Lu Ya escaped and never returned. When Jiang Ziya was found, he was almost dead. The people of the Chan Sect helped him back to the temple without any panic. Before they came, Yuanshi Tianzun said that Jiang Ziya was a person who was destined to suffer disasters and misfortunes, so there was no need to worry.

As Guangchengzi had expected, he thought Duke's spirit would be imprisoned under the Soul-Falling Bell, but he didn't expect that Duke didn't even move his eyelids, and he looked at him as if he was a clown.

At this moment, Master Wen just arrived. Seeing that Duke was not moved at all under the Fantian Seal, he couldn't help but be amazed. He still underestimated Duke.

The eleven Golden Immortals were filled with disbelief, and Guangchengzi was also dumbfounded. He used a series of magic weapons, even the most powerful Fantian Seal, but he didn't shake Duke at all.

Guang Chengzi's face changed. Someone with such great magical powers would definitely not be an unknown person. He immediately shouted, "Who are you, Taoist? Why are you pretending to be an unknown person to play tricks on us?"

Duke pretended not to hear and shook his neck: "Not bad, one strike cured my cervical spondylosis that I've had for years. Hit my waist next time, I haven't been driving as well as before!"

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