Chapter 737 The sky is shattering!

Chapter 737 The sky is shattering!

Chapter 737 The sky is shattering!

Five hundred years ago, when Nuwa had some private matters that were inconvenient for a saint to handle personally, she only needed to offer up the demon-summoning flag to summon countless great demons to serve her.

But today, the Demon-Summoning Banner has been taken away by Wen Rui to offset the cost of repairing the Wahuang Palace, but she can no longer recruit cattle and horses to do the dirty and tiring work for her like she did five hundred years ago.

Otherwise, Nuwa would not have had to find the gods in heaven and, in a very unruly manner, order them to disperse the human princes who were climbing the mountain.

When Wen Rui chose the Demon Summoning Banner, Nuwa thought he was short-sighted and picked the most useless one among all the treasures.

Now I regret it, because I realize that some functional magic weapons are far more important than killing treasures at critical moments.

"Okay, I'll go find the Jade Emperor right away!"

Seeing that Li Jing was unmoved, Nuwa knew that continuing to pester him would be a waste of time, so she stomped her feet and was about to return to the Phoenix Chariot.

After all, if Li Jing refused to obey, she couldn't use force, kill Li Jing with a palm, and then threaten the other immortals to submit, right?

Even saints have to abide by the principles of heaven. Once they act arbitrarily and incur the wrath of the people, even Master Tongtian cannot withstand the arrival of the Four Saints.

It's not that there are no saints in the Heavenly Palace. The incarnations of Taishang Laojun nominally obey the orders of the Jade Emperor. No matter how noble Nuwa is or how profound her Taoism is, can she compare to Taishang Laojun?

As for the Buddhas and Bodhisattvas of the Western Religion standing nearby, Nuwa did not even bother to ask, because she knew that the Western Religion would definitely not give her any face.

In the Southern Continent, she is revered as the mother of the human race, but in the Western Continent, that may not be the case.

Western religions have their own legends about the creation of man, and there are even as many as two.

According to the "Origin of the World" Sutra, the human race was originally celestial beings who migrated from the Heaven of Sound and Light. Because they liked to eat "earth fat", their bodies became heavy and they lost the ability to fly, so they stayed in the mortal world and reproduced the human race.

According to the History of Hashirama, the human race originated from the six little monkeys born from the union of a macaque Zen master and a Rakshasa woman, and they multiplied and flourished.

There is also a legend in Xiniu Hezhou that Brahma created all things, including human beings, through meditation.

Nuwa has nothing to do with it at all!
This is what is called "If you have different ideals, you cannot work together." The Buddhas and Bodhisattvas gave face to Nuwa and were respectful and polite to her on the surface, but they could not really treat her as a dish.

Only in the Southern Continent does Nuwa have the exclusive patent of the human race. Once you leave the Southern Continent, especially in the Xiniu Hezhou, if there are some copycats, imitations, or anthropomorphic creatures, then it will have nothing to do with Nuwa.

Nuwa had just sat back on the phoenix chariot, and before the two phoenixes, blue and red, flapped their wings and flew away, another strange change occurred.

The intensity of the earthquake below suddenly increased, and rocks collapsed and stones rolled down like rain on the winding mountain road. The princes' team, which was already crowded together, was caught in a dilemma and had no way to escape. In a moment, countless people were killed and injured.

Either they were smashed into pieces by huge rocks falling from the top of the mountain, or they panicked and lost their balance and fell off the cliff.

Even with the heavy protection of the guards, the princes could not withstand the power of the sky collapsing and the earth collapsing. Hundreds of tons of rocks fell, and even if they were protected by several qigong practitioners and alchemists, they could not escape the fate of being smashed to pieces.

In just a few breaths, there were less than 400 of the 800 princes left, and the remaining 400 princes were also in imminent danger.

The Marquis of Qi, who had been leading the way, had already climbed to the top of the mountain and was about to reach the Fengshan Terrace. His team climbed the fastest, and they avoided the disaster of falling rocks and did not need to compete with other princes for the road, so they reached the top so smoothly.

Marquis Qi was so excited that his fat body was shaking. He jumped off the sedan chair and ran as fast as his life. He rushed to the center of the Fengshan Terrace in two steps, then knelt down and kowtowed to the auspicious clouds above.

"The mighty Heaven, the vast Earth, and all the gods have gathered at Mount Tai. Now the King of Qi is ruling in accordance with the will of Heaven. He leads his subjects to the top of Mount Tai to perform the Fengshan ceremony to thank the gods for their protection."

Qi Hou recited aloud the prayers to heaven that he had prepared long ago, howling at the top of his lungs with a crying voice.

There was no way. There was an earthquake now. The ground was shaking and rocks were rolling like thunder. If the sound was not loud enough, he was afraid that the gods would not be able to hear it clearly.

"The ancestors of the Jiang family were the ones who laid the foundation for the Zhou Dynasty. This was a blessing from the gods, who gave them wisdom. The Ji family stole the merits of our ancestors, and their virtues are not worthy of their positions! The current Zhou emperor is immoral, and imitated King Zhou of Shang in favoring a witch concubine, which led to disasters from heaven. I pray that the gods will grant wisdom so that this king can carry on the aspirations of his ancestors, establish the eternal foundation of the Great Qi Dynasty, and live up to the love of the gods and the expectations of the people."

The more he read, the more excited he became. He felt that in the next moment, auspicious signs would descend from heaven, the gods would bless him, and he would be given the destiny.

That’s right. Wasn’t the Great Zhou Dynasty conquered by our ancestor Jiang Ziya?

Jiang Taigong not only governed the people and managed the government, but also prepared for war, accumulating capital for rebellion. King Wen and King Wu of Zhou just sat back and reaped the benefits. How could he have the virtue to become the emperor?

The most crucial thing is, if Jiang Taigong had not invited a group of immortals from the Jiejiao to help, what could King Wen and King Wu use to fight against Wen Zhong, Kong Xuan, Yuan Hong and other wise and powerful generals of the Shang Dynasty who would make them tremble when they saw supermen?
The Duke of Qi truly believed that everything that happened today was the result of God's mercy, as he finally abandoned the Ji family, a group of thieves who had stolen the country, and returned the world to the descendants of the Jiang family who were truly qualified to be the emperor.

After finishing the prayer, Qi Hou looked up at the sky with clear eyes and full of anticipation, waiting for a miracle to happen.

He had already thought about how to describe this mythical and epic moment when he wrote the founding chapter of the history book of the Great Qi Dynasty in the future.

Compared with those auspicious stories about the founding of a country, such as the sky was shining when the baby was born, the room was filled with strange fragrances, the mother dreamed of having sex with animals, or saw a snake, braving the earth-shaking and mountain-shaking to climb Mount Tai with 800 princes and being blessed by all the gods, it sounds much more grand and noble.

However, after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.

The Marquis of Qi began to doubt that the way he opened the throne was not right, so he once again recited the prayer to heaven with a hoarse voice: "The ancestors of the Jiang family are the ones who laid the foundation for the Zhou Dynasty..."

But just as he finished speaking, a strange phenomenon occurred unexpectedly. A crack appeared in the center of the Fengshan Terrace, and the crack happened to be right under Qi Hou's feet.

Qi Hou was unable to dodge and did a big split, with one foot stepping on one side of the crack and his legs spreading further and further apart as the ground opened up.

Mount Tai is cracked!

Cracked in two!
Qi Hou's whole body was about to break apart. With his weight and physical fitness, it was really difficult for him to maintain this posture.

However, when he lowered his head and looked down, he saw that the crack was bottomless. Gusts of extremely foul-smelling wind blew out of the crack, and bursts of shrill roars of monsters were heard.

The officials and soldiers of the Great Qi who were watching the ceremony solemnly saw that their lord was about to fall into the crack, and they all wanted to step forward to rescue him. However, as Mount Tai cracked, the amplitude and frequency of the ground shaking suddenly increased by an unknown amount. No one on the top of the mountain could stand firmly, and they could only lie on the ground and watch.

(End of this chapter)