Ordinary people don't understand what a spectacular scene a fight between gods would be. They simply believe that when the dark clouds in the sky disperse, the gods protecting this place will naturally appear, and they can continue to live a stable life for generations to come. Generations live here.
Especially when they saw the stream of light in the sky falling into Guanzhou City again, the cheers of excitement reached its peak.
It made everyone in the team quite embarrassed.
If everyone in the team wants to, they can naturally make the noise extremely huge. However, after all, they have always been accustomed to keeping a low profile, and they cannot be like Yang Jian and the others.
This sight also raised a question for them.
When it comes to the difference between immortals and mortals, everyone in the team and the earth and mountain gods in this world should be very clear.
But why does this god in Guanzhou City make himself so high-profile?
The dazzling light and the grass-headed gods who fell into Guanzhou City like meteors killed everyone without believing that they had no way of hiding their auras. What was the purpose of being so deliberate?
This was the first question Qi Zhen asked the other party at Yang Jian's house.
?????????????????? Yang Jian did not speak, but one of the six Meishan brothers beside him, Yao Taiwei smiled and said: "Let ordinary people believe that there are gods who can protect them." They, isn’t this a good thing?”
Qi Zhen was startled when she heard this.
Guanjiangkou is really a magical place.
"Is there no rule in heaven that says immortals and mortals cannot meet each other?" Liang Sicheng asked.
"Yes, but when we meet ordinary people, we act like ordinary people, so what's the problem?" Yao Taiwei asked.
Qi Zhen suddenly realized that Guanzhou City was quite interesting. On the one hand, it was so powerful in a place where ordinary people could not see it closely. On the other hand, when the two sides could distinguish it, it showed its appearance as an ordinary person, so that ordinary people could only see it. They know that there are gods in Guanzhou City, and there are many gods, but they don't know who these gods are. It's like ordinary people believe that there is a land of mountain gods in this world, but no one has ever seen it.
Isn't this just taking advantage of the laws and regulations?
"But what are the benefits of doing this?" Sun Jie asked in confusion.
"There are three advantages." Yang Jian finally said, "First, the court has never had the final say in this city."
Qi Zhen understood what he meant.
The management of the human world is actually the extension of heaven's management of the three realms. According to the related ideas of divine right of kings, the governance of a court or the entire state of China must be included under the influence of the entire heaven. However, Yang Jian and the others frequently visited Guanzhou City. There are miracles here, which means that this place is not, or that only a small part is under the control of the imperial court, and most of them still have to respect Yang Jian's wishes.
It's like the property management company of a community is responsible for managing and maintaining the order of the community, but when the property company suddenly discovers that the department manager of a company group lives in the community, it becomes interesting.
It doesn’t matter what the community is like, but at least in this building, the property management company will not point fingers.
The reason for this is still inseparable from Yang Jian, who has never gone to heaven and made up his mind to live in Guanjiangkou.
"The second is to facilitate the selection of talents." Yang Jian continued.
This naturally refers to the grass-headed gods.
It is obvious that these grass-headed gods cannot pop out of thin air. If the probability of practicing cultivation is one in ten thousand, then the probability of becoming a grass-headed god is one in ten thousand.
If everyone in the team knew how rare it is to become a saint in this world, they would know how difficult it is to gather three thousand such people.
Don't look at how embarrassed these three thousand grass-headed gods were when facing the battle formation of the heavenly soldiers. In fact, each of them has strength that exceeds the stars of Doubu, or even more.
The reason why they were defeated was simply because those heavenly soldiers came well prepared and the battle formation was too strong.
To create this kind of pseudo-physical sanctification requires much more effort than imagined.
The better the qualifications, the easier it will be for Yang Jian.
The strongest among them is naturally the Six Friends of Meishan who returned to Yang Jian's house with everyone.
The selection and training of such personnel was not easy for Yang Jian, so they thought of this method.
Everyone in this world believes in gods, but no one has actually seen gods. Those who are complacent and believe that they have the talent to cultivate immortals will always go to find the caves of immortals and ask for a "immortal to touch my head, and I will have eternal life." ,???????????????The only place in this world where there are indeed immortals is Guanjiangkou. This is the only place without a semicolon, and it also makes all kinds of people in this land of China want to cultivate immortals. People came in droves.
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Of course, there are not only people, but also demon cultivators who have opened up their spiritual wisdom and embarked on the path of spiritual practice. However, Yang Jian did not reject anyone who came. His strength was tested by the original 1,200 grass-headed gods, and his character was tested by the six Meishan brothers. After countless years of rotation, he finally Finally achieved the current scale.
"You raised so many private soldiers. Did you think that this day would happen early in the morning?" Nuolan asked.
"Who knows." Erlang Shen's eyes were deep, "I just feel that becoming an immortal should not be a privilege for some people."
This is a typical Jiejiao thought.
"There is a question. If the spiritual energy of heaven and earth is certain, the more immortals there are, the less spiritual energy there is in the three realms. If there are too many immortals, won't the three realms be over?" Nezha suddenly asked.
He is as curious about the situation in Guanzhou City as the team, but the difference is that he knows much more secrets of the Three Realms than the team.
"So what I have always cultivated are physical saints, not immortals who absorb spiritual energy into their bodies." Yang Jian said.
Nezha suddenly understood, and at the same time, a kind of admiration for Yang Jian emerged in his heart.
This kind of thing is easy to say, but very difficult to do when you think about it.
"What about third place?" Qi Zhen asked next.
"Thirdly, as long as we are here, others will not dare to come here and act recklessly." Yang Jian exuded a domineering air.
Although this sentence was not stated clearly, everyone in the team obviously understood it.
The people here refer to those gods and monsters.
Think about it, in a country within a country, no gods dare to stir up trouble, and no monsters dare to cause trouble. Although the court's laws are useful here, everything ultimately depends on the eyes of Yang Jian and the Six Friends of Meishan. Things such as safety, which were originally the responsibility of each department, have become unified and become the work of the three thousand grass-headed gods themselves. The hands of heaven cannot intervene, and naturally there is no influence here.
Here, people, animals, immortals, and demons all lived and worked in peace and contentment and enjoyed a carefree life under the cold eyes of Yang Jian and the others, while Yang Jian and the others quietly selected talents for countless years, and finally formed a force strong enough to compete with a hundred thousand heavenly soldiers. The power of resistance.
No matter what, what Yang Jian has done is enough to make people sincerely admire him.
"It's just that this time many brothers died." Taiwei Yao said regretfully.
The six Meishan brothers were the first to follow Yang Jian and had the deepest feelings for him, but this did not mean that the three thousand grass-headed gods were dispensable in their hearts.
In fact, the grass-headed gods whose character was personally tested by the Six Meishan Brothers and Yang Jian were absolutely comrades with them. Even in modern times, the word comrade would be more appropriate.
The sacrifice of their comrades made the six Meishan brothers feel sad, and the atmosphere in the field became a lot lower for a while.
From the time the golden bodies of the grass-headed gods began to be broken, to the time everyone in the team joined the battle, in this seemingly extremely short period of time, about two hundred grass-headed gods fell.
Now the number of grass-headed gods is less than 1,800.
"With all due respect, even if the number of people is doubled, it will be difficult for us to fight back to heaven." Lin Biao suddenly said.
From remembering his comrades to planning a counterattack, Lin Biao's topic changed in an extremely abrupt manner, but no one found it abrupt. Instead, it diluted the excitement he had just accumulated. An atmosphere of sadness.
Although Lin Biao's words are extremely straightforward, they are not nonsense.
The strength of the individual is strong, whether it is Nezha or Yang Jian, even the whole team can become the next Sun Wukong at most, but they cannot become the Ziwei Emperor.
It's okay to cause trouble in the Heavenly Palace, but it's simply a fantasy to get the entire Heavenly Palace to recognize their ideas, or even change the Three Realms' understanding of Heavenly Way.
It took Emperor Ziwei countless years to gather the right people, right time, right place, and accomplish something in one fell swoop. It was indeed too difficult for them to turn things around.
Moreover, even if they can temporarily withstand the difficulties faced by the 100,000 heavenly soldiers led by Marshal Tianpeng, how much more powerful will they have to face other gods in heaven?
Lin Biao was telling the truth, and the six Meishan brothers showed a hint of helpless indignation at this moment.
Although they had always believed that they no longer had to endure the suppression of Heavenly Court, especially the two generals Guo Shen Zhijian who wanted to rely on their strength to kill, but this time the two sides fought, it would have been quite difficult for them to maintain peace at the mouth of the Guanjiang River. If not for Qi Qi Now that Zhen and the others are here, no one can predict how this battle will turn out.
At this point, they knew in their hearts that there was no use in being reckless. They could only see how Yang Jian and these new friends would deal with it.
"Can I understand that we can't beat them, and even if we beat them, they will most likely listen to us, and in the end we will just end up making a scene like a great sage?" Wang Jianguo asked in a very disgraceful way.
Everyone was silent.
Qi Zhen remembered that she had promised Taishang Laojun to take on important responsibilities in the three realms, but now it seemed like a joke.
"Not necessarily." Yang Jian said suddenly.
Everyone was startled.
"How do you say it?" Qi Zhen asked.
"You know, the lives of the gods in heaven are actually not as good as you imagined." Nezha took advantage of the situation and took over the conversation.
A secret story about heaven, in which everyone was in danger and criticized each other, slowly unfolded in front of everyone.
"I see." Qi Zhen said suddenly, "So, in fact, many gods in heaven are not satisfied with the current situation?"
"Most of the gods." Nezha said with a slight smile.
