Chapter 552 Uncle Master, Please Stay

Chapter 552 Uncle Master, Please Stay

Chapter 552 Uncle Master, Please Stay

After Su Hu and his family developed Jizhou into a popular place, a large number of weapons that far exceeded this era appeared.

"Cinnabar Divine Fire Heavenly Thunder Cannon to Subdue Demons and Kill Monsters", "Shadow Puppet Soldiers and Horses", "Five Thunder Divine Arrows", and "Ghost-Sending Spear".

The common feature of these things is that they do not require any mana, and even do not require any hand gestures to use.

Especially firearms. Due to the industrial gap of thousands of years, hot weapons are absolutely crushed by cold weapons in terms of distance and power.

Two armies confront each other.

Beibohou's army bent their bows and shot at the top of the city walls. As brave and skilled soldiers, they could draw their bows several times in one breath.

Then my fingers started to ache, my arms felt weak, and since I was still wearing armor, I had to rest before I could continue.

On the other hand, on the walls of Jizhou city, the soldiers loaded ammunition, aimed and fired, and the most energy they expended was just the aftereffect of the guns.

Aim between two points and pull the trigger.

This was a quick, accurate, ruthless and one-sided massacre.

In the Beibohou army, before Chong Heihu could chant the spell to summon his iron-beaked eagle, the muzzle of the gun had already begun to spew flames.

Rumble, the earth shakes.

Chong Heihu stared at the miserable scene in the world in amazement, as if he were in a hell of flesh and blood that smelled like burning.

What's even more terrifying is that he didn't feel any fluctuation of magic power at all.

If you say that thunder and fire are strong, it’s not that bad.

As a low-level outer sect disciple of Jiejiao, Chong Heihu had seen Jiejiao's Yunxiao Niangniang from afar when he was practicing with his master in his early years.

A pair of golden shears can cut a big hole in the sky, not to mention the battlefield in front of you.

Wading across, the sea splits in two.

This scale may not be as powerful as the other party's waving of his sleeves, but Chong Heihu is very sure that there are no monks on the opposite city wall.

What kind of magical power is this?

……

Zheng Lun, the grain inspector riding on a golden-eyed beast, had just heard about the changes in Jizhou and was preparing to show off his skills to kill the enemy. He was no longer willing to be a crappy grain inspector.

But then I heard thunder roaring from the Jizhou city wall.

Then I saw balls of fire exploding in the distance, the ground beneath my feet shook violently, and the horses were frightened and dared not move.

Even the golden-eyed beast that Zheng Lun was sitting on seemed startled and shook its head.

Looking at the battlefield that looked like hell, with corpses shattered by artillery fire, Zheng Lun couldn't help but gasp.

The power of these magic weapons of thunder and fire is too low for cultivators to be worth mentioning, but they are extremely dangerous for mortal soldiers, and they can kill people if they are hit or rubbed against them.

Zheng Lun's thoughts diverged a little. If this kind of magic weapon was mass-produced... the world would probably change hands.

Could it be possible that Su Hu could really rebel against Shang and establish himself as king?

The military force was sufficient and the slogan of resisting Zhou had been shouted out long ago. Zheng Lun came up with a guess that even he thought was outrageous. He was accidentally going to become a follower of the dragon.

I didn't expect that Su Hu, a passerby and a background figure among the eight hundred princes, would actually have the opportunity to become an emperor.

Zheng Lun had observed this before and found that Su Hu, apart from having a bad temper and a stubborn personality, had no qualifications to be the ruler of the world.

Su Quanzhong is not good enough either. Although he is a powerful general who can conquer the world on horseback, he cannot be an emperor.

It can't be that I've made a mistake.

With uneasy guesses, Zheng Lun chased to the front line, and then saw a beautiful and charming girl standing under the protection of shadow puppet soldiers, directing the battle.

He also held a copy of the Artillery Combat Manual in his hand.

"Su Daji?"

Zheng Lun was stunned.

Is this right? !

While Zheng Lun was watching the hot weapons and artillery fire that spanned thousands of years, Tan Wenjie also saw General Heng, one of the very famous "Two Generals Heng and Ha" among the folk through magic.

His mount, the Fire-Eyed Golden-Pupil Beast, is a relatively common mount in Investiture of the Gods.

If the Sibu Xiang is the business MPV specially bestowed by Yuanshi Tianzun to Jiang Ziya, Wen Zhong's Mo Qilin is a convertible sports car, then Zheng Lun's Jinyan Beast is a vehicle for shopping. It is easy to bump into the same mount as other gods when going out to visit relatives and friends.

Even the Flame Golden-Eyed Beast Tan Wenjie doesn’t have it.

He has three-headed dragons, trains and other means of transportation, but they are actually far inferior to those mythical beasts.

The three-headed dragon and the train are his shoes, which are blessed by his own attributes and are part of his own abilities.

But the divine beast mount is different, it is a power obtained from the outside.

At present, the only "divine beast" around him is the cold dragon with extremely high talent but very poor strength. Even after taking off the golden hoop, it still sticks to him and absorbs magic power for cultivation.

Therefore, the more Tan Wenjie looked at the golden-eyed beast, the more he felt it necessary to snatch it. If he didn't want to ride it, he could give it to his subordinates to ride, and he could also keep it for crossbreeding.

Speaking of hybridization, he felt that the Sibuxiang must also want to leave some mark of its own in this world.

There are also the Qingluan, the Mo Qilin, and the Golden-haired Hound... The Golden-haired Hound seems to be of the same generation as his uncle.

Zheng Lun had no idea that his mount, and even the mounts of all the disciples of the Chan and Jie sects, had been targeted by someone. He was marveling at the power of the thunder and fire magic weapon.

Its power can only be described as good, but its strength lies in that ordinary people can use it at will, allowing mortals to have the means to injure monks and immortals, thus narrowing the gap between the two sides.

In the past, mortals were ants and Qi cultivators looked down on them.

But now that the ants can bite them, the relationship between the two sides becomes interesting.

Different from Zheng Lun's wild guess, Tan Wenjie knew very well that these cannons could only catch the opponent off guard. Once the fellow Taoists from Jiejiao appeared, he could use some magic spells and magic weapons to destroy the cannons.

After all, this is the world of gods. The courage of mortals can be ignored. No matter how many there are, they are just background members.

It’s like the role of the 100,000 heavenly soldiers and generals is just to highlight how powerful Sun Wukong is. Even if 100,000 more heavenly soldiers and generals are added when the real fight starts, the outcome will be the same.

When Emperor Xin sent out Huang Feihu, Wen Zhong, the four generals of the Mo family and others, no matter how many cannons there were, they were useless.

But no one can think of this at the moment. The incense and offerings that Tan Wenjie received after his "apparition" could not be fake. The more victories and excitement Jizhou had, the more incense and offerings Tan Wenjie received.

Effectiveness is the best way for gods to attract fans.

Tan Wenjie's title was upgraded again: [Mysterious Dragon Guardian of the Way, Mighty Holy General (1/10000): Armor stacking (HP 200%)].

Even Su Daji's identity was very different. When people mentioned her, they didn't say she was the daughter of Su Hu, nor did they mention her beauty that could captivate all men. Instead, they called her a saint.

Every time he took out the magic weapon, he could save Jizhou from danger.

……

On the other hand, the nine-tailed fox demon was in a miserable state.

Without Su Daji's identity, it would be extremely difficult for her to enter the palace to see King Zhou, and she didn't even have a channel.

A caravan was coming from Xiqi ahead. The nine-tailed fox cried out and accidentally fell to the ground.

Tan Wenjie, who was watching the live broadcast: "..."

Contrived! Deliberate!
Fortunately, she has a face that looks like a girl from a Qiong Yao drama, so she can get into the mood for sad scenes just by staring.

A man from the caravan walked out, looked at the fox demon and asked worriedly, "Girl, are you okay?"

The fox demon shook her head slightly and just sobbed quietly.

"I, I'm homeless, wuwu, wuwuwu~"

The man’s face was full of distress: “It’s not easy to be homeless, why don’t you just follow us for a while.”

"This, this is inappropriate."

"There's nothing inappropriate. I'll go ask my master."

Next, Tan Wenjie witnessed the fox demon's ability to rise to higher positions, starting from a caravan guard, to the captain and the master, and sleeping his way up miserably.

After trying his best, he finally met the official.

Then she changed her ways and used "half" of the property she got from the businessman to make herself a rich girl and a pure and lovely lady.

He also gave money to Fei Zhong and You Hun, two treacherous ministers of the time.

As treacherous ministers around King Zhou, the two were well-known for their love of taking tips. The reason why King Zhou knew about Su Daji was because Su Hu was unwilling to bribe them at the beginning.

Now that the fox demon has given a large sum of money to the two of them, things have become easier.

……

"The Marquis of Beibo can't even take over a small Jizhou?" Yin Shou frowned.

He worked hard to govern the country, and all eight hundred princes came to him for business. He had the Grand Tutor Wen Zhong for civil affairs and the King of Wucheng Huang Feihu for military affairs. Now that the world was at peace, he even wanted to take back the goddess Nuwa to serve the king in Changle Palace, let alone Su Daji.

However, Beibohou's repeated failures made him extremely disappointed.

"Your Majesty, although Su Daji is extremely beautiful, she is not the most beautiful woman in the world." Fei Zhong found the right time and waited until Yin Shousheng had calmed down before speaking.

"Oh?"

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Fei Zhong said, "I heard that there is a girl by the lake, whose beauty is as beautiful as the moon and flowers, and she is as charming as Daji. She is also good at music and dance, and someone even offered a million to marry her."

You Hun, who was about to speak, looked at Fei Zhong when he heard this.

Well, you took a bribe too, old friend.

The two of them came out of the same pit, and they knew what the other was thinking when their eyes met.

You Hun frowned and suddenly shouted angrily: "Fei Zhong, how dare you deceive the emperor! Why did I hear that she is more beautiful than Daji?"

“Hahahaha.” Yin Shou laughed, “Bring her here for me to have a look. If she is truly so beautiful as to shame the moon and flowers, or to make fish sink to the depths and geese fall to the ground, I will reward her handsomely!”

The two looked at each other again, hiding their smiles in their eyes.

Old buddy, we don’t even need to discuss cooperation.

Without the two of them, the Shang Dynasty would surely be doomed.

With the help of the two treacherous ministers Fei and You, the nine-tailed fox finally succeeded in meeting the legendary Emperor Xin.

It is rumored that Emperor Xin possessed the magical power to pull nine oxen backwards, and the ability to support beams and replace pillars. Now when he met the nine-tailed fox, he felt as if he was facing a towering mountain, and he couldn't help but submit.

Fortunately, she has not forgotten her mission, which is to seduce Emperor Xin with her beauty... Her beauty may not be good enough, but she has the skills to make up for the shortcomings of her physical hardware.

Yin Shou frowned secretly after seeing the nine-tailed fox. She was indeed good-looking, but not as good as his concubine.

It was not until the nine-tailed fox gently twisted its waist and danced that Yin Shou realized how superficial he was.

Among the concubines in the harem, there are those who are good at dancing, those who are good at writing, those who can play various musical instruments and sing, but there is not a single one who is sexy.

It just so happens that the one in front of me is quite sexy.

"What's your name?"

"My daughter, Daji~"

"Oh, you're also called Daji?" Yin Shou became interested, "You must look exactly like that Su Daji."

Fei Zhongyou Hun: "..."

They received the money, so they chose to nod.

……

Since Emperor Xin became obsessed with fox spirits and women, the country became turbulent. He invented the punishment of burning people with fire, favored the fox spirit alone, killed Queen Jiang, and even wanted to kill his two sons.

There was a lot of commotion outside, and Jizhou's appearance had changed drastically.

As a "saint", Su Daji used "The Art of War" and cannons to repel the Northern Marquis, and then asked the gods for the production methods of cement, steel bars and other magical objects.

Although it is not as good as the Jiutian Xirang, it is cheap, strong and durable.

The city was built with steel bars and cement, and large-caliber artillery was installed on the city walls.

Each patrol soldier is equipped with a pistol.

There are rumors outside that the daughter of Jizhou Hou Su Hu is protected by the thunder god in the sky, and that the soldiers under her have the ability to capture thunder and lightning. When they hear the thunder but don't see the flash of lightning, they are already dead.

The good mission of besieging Jizhou had now become a hot potato, and the princes avoided it.

In addition, King Zhou Yinshou was obsessed with fox spirits and women, so he gave up the siege of Jizhou. The matter seemed to have been left unresolved and no one mentioned it again.

Tan Wenjie was in the temple at this time.

To mortals he is a clay sculpture, but to the gods they can see him lying on his side, reaching out to grab fruits and snacks on the table and stuffing them into his mouth, with a booklet in his other hand.

The above is the anniversary event he proposed. He was thinking of stimulating Daji's desire to consume.

Be prepared for danger in times of peace. Doesn't Daji want to buy a set of magic weapons for self-defense for her entire family?

With Jizhou's current military capabilities, if no immortals come forward, Su Hu will have no problem directly establishing his flag and proclaiming himself king. The eight hundred princes combined are not enough for him to defeat.

But if Qi Refiners are added, the results will be completely different.

A crane cry was heard in the distance. Tan Wenjie tilted his head and saw an old man with a white beard riding a crane.

He stood up abruptly.

"Master, why are you here?"

The one who came was the Immortal of the South Pole, and sitting under him was the White Crane Boy.

"Yuanshi Tianzun has ordered that the disciples of the Chan Sect must help Jiang Ziya after they go down the mountain. Why are you here..." The Immortal of the South Pole looked at the magnificent palace.

Inside, Tan Wenjie's statue of Wei Ling Sheng is made of clay with a gilded body and a carefully carved facial feature.

Even the big rooster, the rain-working sheep, the three-headed dragon, the cold dragon, the train, etc., are as exquisite as those scanned by 3D.

The front feet of the statue had been turned black and yellow by the incense. When I looked up, I couldn't see the roof, but only the incense filling the top of my head.

"Master, I did obey your orders and left Kunlun Mountain." Tan Wenjie said, "But I went to see Uncle Jiang secretly before. He has married a wife and is living a simple life. It is not convenient for me to disturb him."

"That was a few years ago." Nanji Xianweng said, "Now your uncle Jiang has just left for Xiqi, why don't you go and help him?"

Originally, the Immortal of the South Pole was not in a hurry, but who knew that Tan Wenjie not only hid away to collect incense and worship to become a god, but also urged Yang Jian and Nezha not to go.

It was simply a pipe dream for Jiang Ziya, who had the List of Gods but no aptitude for cultivation, to fight against the mighty army of the Shang Dynasty.

"Yes." Tan Wenjie nodded helplessly. He would never change his mind easily.

Look, the Immortal of South Pole is about to leave.

"Master, please stay." Tan Wenjie shouted hurriedly, "Master, I follow Uncle Jiang to assist the emperor, but I heard that there is a Jiejiao brother Wen Zhong in the Shang Dynasty. This man is incredible. He has a third eye on his forehead and rides a black unicorn. Do you have any magic weapon to help me save my life at the critical moment?"

"I have a Nine-Turn Resurrection Pill, which was refined by the Supreme Dao Ancestor. It can bring the dead back to life."

As the Immortal of the South Pole said this, he pulled out a purple gourd from his wide sleeves. Just as he was about to open the stopper and pour out the elixir, he shook it.

"There's only one left."

"Thank you, Master!" Tan Wenjie reached out and took the purple gourd.

Antarctic Immortal: "..."

He didn't want to give the gourd.

Even if Taishang Laojun's gourd cannot recruit people upon hearing their names, it is definitely made of good material.

[Nine-turn Resurrection Pill (Treasure): Revive x1, dispel all negative effects, and fully restore status]

Resurrection coin, and it is more advanced than Lingzhi immortal grass. Tan Wenjie opened his mouth and swallowed the Nine Revolutions Resurrection Pill into his stomach, wrapping it with magic power so that he could be resurrected on the spot when necessary.

[Purple Gourd (Treasure): The gourd used by Taishang Laojun to store elixirs. It can be used to refine and fuse elixirs, remove dross and purify medicinal power. Current medicinal effect: None]

"Master, don't worry. I will definitely lead my fellow brothers and sisters to help Uncle Jiang." Tan Wenjie promised.

The Immortal of the South Pole wanted to say something but stopped himself. He always felt that the help his disciple was talking about was a little different from what he had imagined.

But he was his disciple after all, so he left after saying that he would help Jiang Ziya seriously, because he found that his disciple had been staring at his crutches.

If you don't leave now, you will suffer a great loss.

Tan Wenjie grabbed a handful of pills and stuffed them into the gourd, then poured in the wine and shook it gently.

[Purple Gourd (Treasure) 1/1: Current efficacy: HP restored 200, MP restored 300, Stamina restored 200, Heart Drunk state (temporary status gain: clear mind and body), status "Erysipelas" obtained, HP recovery speed -5%]

"It is indeed a good treasure, but it is a pity that it cannot be collected and transformed into thick water."

He tied the gourd around his waist, thinking that it would be a waste of time to collect useless pills and eat them one by one, so it was better for him to swallow them all at once.

Since the Immortal of the South Pole had given the order, he had no choice but to go to Xiqi to help Jiang Ziya.

"Hello, hello, Nezha, Yang Jian, where are you?" Tan Wenjie used hand gestures to talk to Nezha and Yang Jian remotely.

"Brother Jie, let's go find Uncle Jiang." Nezha's face was full of resentment, as if he had been badly tricked by you.

"Uncle Taiyi doesn't have enough vision." Tan Wenjie shook his head, "Look at Uncle Yuding, he definitely didn't cause any trouble for Yang Jian."

Yang Jian said dimly, "My master doesn't know how to use the magic of sending messages over a thousand miles."

"..."X2
Tan Wenjie: "Oh, the weather is so nice. Let's talk about it when we get to Xiqi. Hey, why is it suddenly thundering and raining ahead?"

As soon as he hung up the phone, he saw a Qi cultivator sneakily falling to the ground with a child in his arms, and then putting the crying child on the side of the road.

Tan Wenjie asked, "Uncle Master Yun Zhongzi?"

"Ok?"

The Qi Refiner was startled and turned around quickly.

"Ahem, who are you?"

"My master is the Nanji Xianweng."

"It turns out to be you."

Yun Zhongzi breathed a sigh of relief, and also knew the three most famous disciples among the third generation of disciples.

"Uncle Master Yun Zhongzi, how could you abandon a child like that? Could this child be yours..."

Yun Zhongzi glared: "Wait, no, no, don't talk nonsense!"

He suddenly remembered that Tan Wenjie was not well regarded by Taiyi Zhenren, one of the Twelve Supreme Immortals of the Chan Sect.

Even Taiyi Zhenren commented that he would not release the eagle until he saw the rabbit, and would not pluck the feathers of the passing geese.

There is also Jade Ding Zhenren who says that if you don't take advantage, you will suffer a loss.

He thought to himself that something was not good and was thinking about how to deal with the other party.

"Uncle Master, there is a convoy ahead. What a coincidence! It is actually the convoy of Xibohou Jichang." Tan Wenjie nodded, "I will go and say hello. Uncle Master Jiang is in Xiqi, right? Not long ago, Master asked me to go and help Uncle Master Jiang."

Yun Zhongzi: "Wait, nephew..."

Tan Wenjie: "Ji... woooooooo——"

Yun Zhongzi quickly covered his mouth, grabbed his throat and dragged him into the bushes.

"Stop, I seemed to hear someone talking just now." Ji Chang lifted the curtain of the car and stuck his head out.

The accompanying guards shook their heads to indicate that they did not hear it.

"That's weird."

Ji Chang set out for Chaoge this time on the order of King Zhou. He was well versed in divination and knew that this journey would be disastrous.

King Zhou killed Queen Jiang, whose father was Jiang Huanchu, Marquis of Dongbo.

In order to prevent future troubles, King Zhou decided to go all out and summoned the four great dukes from the east, west, south and north to Chaoge, and then found a reason to kill them all.

Unexpectedly, Ji Chang encountered a strange celestial phenomenon not far from Xiqi.

Ji Chang's convoy stopped here, and Yun Zhongzi was holding Tan Wenjie's throat on the other side, whispering: "My dear nephew, I have a master-disciple relationship with that child."

Tan Wenjie grew another head: "Then why don't you just accept the child as your apprentice?"

Yun Zhongzi: “…”

He cursed in his heart, "You bastard Yu Ding, why did you teach this kid all these supernatural powers? You can't even shut his mouth."

"Ahem, this child is destined to be Ji Chang's 100th son."

Tan Wenjie: “…”

How come I always meet old men who like to have sons wherever I go?

One hundred sons. Are you planning to use your sons' names as a group to exercise your tonsils? You will definitely be exhausted after reading their names once.

"Ji-wuwu."

"Tell me, what do you want?"

Tan Wenjie's third head grew out again: "I heard that my uncle is practicing in Zhongnan Mountain and has a kind of fairy apricot. Can you give me one or two kilograms?"

"One!"

"Half a pound."

"Two!"

"Two taels."

"One!"

"Wait, Uncle Master, how come there were two just now and it became just one? Never mind, two is two."

Tan Wenjie stretched out a hand to ask for it.

"It will take several years for the immortal apricot to mature." Yun Zhongzi said, "The time is not yet ripe."

He looked towards the baby.

Just like Yang Chan encountered the Precious Lotus Lantern, Lei Zhenzi grew the wind and thunder wings after taking the fairy apricot, so the birth of this treasure was naturally related to him.

Wait, the child is still here, but where is Xibohou’s carriage?
Yun Zhongzi turned his head and could only see the tail lights of Ji Chang's carriage.

After saying "don't worry, nephew", Yun Zhongzi picked up the child, stepped on a cloud and flew into the air to chase after the carriage.

At the intersection ahead, Yun Zhongzi put the child down.

Tan Wenjie: “…”

Therefore, in Journey to the West, encounters with the White Bone Demon, Red Boy and the like were all the result of waiting patiently.

It's not easy for a god to pretend to have fate.

"Wa wah." The child cried loudly and the convoy stopped.

Ji Chang looked at the baby in the cradle and instantly activated his son's collecting habit.

"From now on, you are my 100th son." Ji Chang looked up at the sky, where thunder rumbled. "I will name you Lei Zhenzi."

"Hahahaha!" A cloud of fairy light floated out.

Tan Wenjie, who was squatting in the bushes in the distance, saw Yun Zhongzi making hand gestures to cast a spell, first flying up to the sky and then descending on auspicious clouds pretending to meet by chance. He couldn't help but sigh that the old ones are still the most experienced.

After being exposed on the spot by a junior of his own, he was able to continue acting without batting an eyelid. This sense of conviction as an actor is far beyond what I can compare to.

Of course, we should despise what should be despised and learn from what should be learned.

He intends to put his knowledge into practice.

Yun Zhongzi explained his identity and purpose, and then he was about to carry Lei Zhenzi back to Zhongnan Mountain to practice.

"Will my father and I ever see each other again in this life?" Ji Chang asked.

Yun Zhongzi smiled and nodded: "When you are in trouble, Lei Zhenzi will come to help you."

After saying this, Yun Zhongzi felt like a huge stone had fallen from his chest. Everything should have gone smoothly according to his plan. He turned his head to look at the bushes in the distance and happened to meet Tan Wenjie's eyes.

What’s even more infuriating is that Tan Wenjie actually took a bag of dried fruits from somewhere and ate them while watching.

Yun Zhongzi: “…”

Pretending not to see, he turned around and flew into the sky on a cloud.

Oh no, Yun Zhongzi is going to run away.

Tan Wenjie rode on the train and chased after him: "Uncle Master, please stay!"

Ji Chang, who was about to return to the carriage, watched as the thunderclouds in the sky were suddenly split in half by a raging flame. He shook his head and sighed, "I gave the child the wrong name. He shouldn't be called Lei Zhenzi, he should be called Lei Huozi."

He was born with extraordinary signs and an immortal came from afar to accept him as a disciple. It is certain that his 100th son will achieve extraordinary success.

It would be even better if the child was also good at using a sword.

Above the sea of ​​clouds, Yun Zhongzi was holding the child when someone caught up with him from behind and grabbed his sleeve. He turned around helplessly and said, "Nephew, is there anything else?"

"Junior brother and I are destined to be together." Tan Wenjie glanced at the baby in the swaddling clothes. "I will go to Zhongnan Mountain to see you every year in the future. Uncle, please don't be polite when you come, and don't make any special preparations. I am a very frugal person. When I visit other people's homes, I usually only eat some spiritual fruits, elixirs, and fine wines."

"My nephew's reputation is truly well-deserved." Yun Zhongzi couldn't help but sigh.

Taiyi Zhenren is still too one-sided. This is not a case of thieves never leaving with nothing, this is blatant robbery.

Even he, who was so thick-skinned, couldn't bear it.

Senior Brother, this is the good disciple you have accepted.

No, I'll go back and ask Senior Brother for reimbursement!

……

When Jiang Ziya first obtained the List of Gods, he wanted to assist Emperor Xin, but he did not expect that his luck was bad. In addition, he believed that Emperor Xin was not a wise ruler, so he turned to Xiqi.

King Ji Chang of Xibo must have been a wise ruler.

He had just used the trick of "Jiang Taigong fishing, those who are willing to take the bait will be caught" to attract Ji Chang, and had just joined Xiqi, but he did not expect that Emperor Xin would summon Ji Chang to Chaoge.

Although he knew that this journey would be dangerous, Jiang Ziya had no other options.

"Did I calculate wrongly?"

The fate of the next wise ruler of the human race is unclear. Jiang Ziya finds that the little skills he has learned can be used in emergencies, but are far from enough to calculate all the major events in the world.

After all, from the very beginning, his master Yuanshi Tianzun had said that he would use the List of Conferred Gods to confer gods. This is the cycle of nature, and people will be listed on the list and conferred gods after their death.

If I were unlucky and died before the others, I might still be on the list.

"Father." Bo Yikao came over and bowed respectfully.

"Just wait quietly for news from Bo Hou." Jiang Ziya sighed helplessly.

As he anticipated, if something happened to Ji Chang, Bo Yikao would be the new Marquis of Xiqi, and when the time came, he would raise the banner of rebellion against King Zhou and gain the support of hundreds of people.

It would also allow him to complete his mission of becoming a god.

Only half a month has passed.

"What, everyone's gone?"

Unexpectedly, many people in Xiqi chose to flee after guessing that a war might break out, especially some caravans that had been trading between the vassal states and boosting the economy.

Now people are afraid of Xiqi like snakes and scorpions, which is definitely not good news.

Jiang Ziya had no choice but to arrange his disciple Wu Ji to go and inquire.

In just half a day, Wu Ji brought back all kinds of gossip.

"Master, those people went to Jizhou."

"Jizhou?"

Jiang Ziya frowned and thought for a while.

"But where is the Jizhou Marquis Su Hu, who has a beautiful girl who is so beautiful that she can make fishes sink to the bottom of their chests, geese drop to the ground, and the moon and flowers blush?"

It's not that Jiang Ziya only remembers beauties, but there are various exaggerated stories about Su Hu, who had no achievements except that his daughter Su Daji was so beautiful that King Zhou Yin Shou coveted her.

Jiang Ziya happened to hear about this incident when he was in Chaoge. Later, in order to successfully save face in front of King Ji Chang of Xibo, he pretended to fish for a long time, and his access to information from the outside world became very limited.

The most important reason is that gossip about family matters is easy to spread. There are also talks about military affairs, but one can only go to the bar and listen to drunk laborers talking about them.

Without adequate food and water, one cannot demonstrate his keen perception of national affairs.

Wu Ji nodded, "Yes, it's that Su Hu. I heard from them that Jizhou now has a wall that towers into the clouds. It was built by Su Daji who used magic to fuse steel into rocks and then moved the mountain. In addition, all the soldiers in Jizhou are good at using thunder and can control lightning and fire."

"Could that Su Daji be a disciple of the Chan and Jie sects?" Jiang Ziya became more and more puzzled the more he listened.

Moving mountains and building city walls is nothing, many Qi Refiners can do it or even do better. They can open up caves just by waving their hands to change the terrain, and they can call for rain with a wave of their hands and send away thunder with a wave of their hands.

But arming all soldiers with magic is simply unheard of.

"What else?" Jiang Ziya continued to ask.

Wu Ji: "Jizhou Marquis Su Hu threatened never to come to Shang, and he defeated Beibo Marquis Chonghouhu step by step, and finally abandoned the city and fled."

"hiss--"

Jiang Ziya took a deep breath.

As one of the four great marquises, Beibohou has extremely powerful military strength. Even if Xiqi sends troops to attack him now, they may not be able to defeat him, let alone being defeated and having to abandon the city and flee.

Did I miscalculate? The emperor is not in Xiqi but in Jizhou.

I have already accepted Ji Chang's entrustment of his sons...even though they are 99 sons.

If I pack up and run away now, I would probably be ridiculed if I told others about it. However, "Son of Heaven" Su Hu has become the best option at the moment, and Jiang Ziya does not want to make the same mistake again.

Just as he was wondering what to do, a voice came from outside.

"Prime Minister, there is a group of people outside, led by a three-eyed general and a handsome child."

"It's my two junior brothers Yang Jian and Nezha!" Jiang Ziya cheered up, "Please come in!"

When he first went down the mountain, his master Yuanshi Tianzun and his eldest senior brother Nan Ji Xian Weng had promised him that he could always find help whenever he needed it.

All the cultivators in the entire Chan Sect, including Yuanshi Tianzun himself, are selectable limited-time experience characters.

However, Jiang Ziya struggled all the way, but except for Shen Gongbao who liked to trick him, he didn't meet any fellow disciples. As for the third generation of disciples, he didn't even know any of them.

I have heard of Nezha. After all, Nezha has done a lot of great things in recent years. I also know about Nezha’s two elder brothers, Jinzha and Muzha.

Naturally, I also got to know Yang Jian, Tan Wenjie and others.

He had always thought that if he could get the help of this divine general, it would be like he had turned on the easy mode, eating hot pot and singing songs along the way, and then he would have enough numbers to be on the List of Gods.

I didn’t expect that I didn’t see any of my nephews.

Jiang Ziya burst into tears as he finally saw a living person.

The Chan sect did not abandon itself.

(End of this chapter)