This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 3 Grand Master, Can You Kill It?

Shouxian Palace.

"Your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty!"

As soon as Zishou's consciousness returned to the present world from the emperor's prison, he heard Shang Rong's cry.

He glanced at the soup on the table, it was still steaming.

Shang Rong is still in the same posture as before.

"Prime Minister, what did you just say?"

Zishou asked tentatively.

Shang Rong was startled, and said carefully.

"I really don't know why the king is working so hard?"

Zishou nodded.

He stayed in the Immemorial Prison for at least one hour, and only one breath of outside time passed.

This shows that in the Primordial Prison, the time in the outside world is almost static.

At the beginning, I was worried that the main body would go into a coma if the consciousness left, but now it seems that this worry is unnecessary.

Zishou rubbed his head.

After chatting with Hong Yi for so long, he is in a bad mood.

This is really a ruthless person.

After shooting himself to death more than a dozen times, he calmed down and discussed with him how to eliminate the murder.

According to Hong Yi, after entering the other shore, he saw a world that was even higher than the other shore.

As soon as he wanted to get close, he was arrested by a powerful force and sent to this prison.

He used all his supernatural powers, and he couldn't leave the cell half a step away.

Until the first cell leader opened the cell.

Tell him that he is on the verge of a murder, and his Taoism is not perfect, and he can only be released from prison if he is cleared of the murder.

kill robbery.

Zishou is no stranger to this term.

One of the causes of Conferring Gods to Measure Calamity stems from this.

In order to avoid killing and calamity, the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao used the land of Kyushu as a chessboard and the human race as grassroots, and plotted against the third generation of disciples to resist killing and calamity for them, in an attempt to stop killing and survive the calamity.

In the end, Empress Sanxiao used the Hunyuan Gold Dou to cut off the three flowers on the top and the five qi in her chest, so she escaped to death.

visible.

It's hard to get over.

……

Zishou restrained his thoughts, and found that Shang Rong's legs were trembling, sweating profusely, and he was almost unable to hold on.

"Don't stand, sit down and talk."

Zishou waved his hand, and Shang Rong felt relieved, and he didn't care about the courtesy of the monarch and his ministers, sitting on the red sandalwood chair and panting heavily.

"I will report to work later, and find a guard to push it in a wheelchair."

"Hui, report to work? Wheelchair?"

Shang Rong scratched his head, he couldn't understand what the king said again.

Zi Shou sighed, and said: "Old Prime Minister, why are you still worried when the lonely world is at peace? Because this world is not only the world of people, but also immortals, gods, demons, and ghosts."

The son received the memorial, picked up a copy, opened it and said:
"For example, Zhao Qi's memorial."

"Look at what was reported."

"Qishui Sili Xiaowei Zhao Qiqi played:
Chen pushed the waterwheel, potter's wheel and other agricultural facilities until the Qishui was blocked.

The local clan elders and county magistrates preached blasphemy, and took the lead to stop it!
The minister secretly found out that for many years, the clan elders and the county magistrate had extorted taxes on the grounds of sacrificing the river god.

Since ancient times, the people of Qi have struggled to marry a wife for the river god, and they are extremely poor.

Frightened by the might of the river god, he dared not speak.

The minister wanted to break it, but was stopped by the people, fearing that the river god would blame him and not rain.

The minister didn't know how to deal with it, so he kowtowed to the holy judge. "

After Zi Shou finished reading, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Old Prime Minister, you have traveled all over Kyushu, you are no stranger to this kind of thing."

Zishou slapped a bunch of notebooks on the table, and said in a high voice:

"You ask Gu, why are you so worried now that the world is peaceful?"

"Now, let me ask you, is this world peaceful?"

"These dozens of memorials are all about the God of the River oppressing the people, and bewitching the people to fight against the government!"

"Peace in the world?"

"How can the world be peaceful if these gods who harm the world are not killed?"

Shang Rong staggered and almost fell off the chair in fright. He trembled and asked tentatively:
"Your Majesty, the River God is in charge of carrying out the clouds and rain, so he can't move."

"Once they are killed, natural disasters will continue!"

Zishou held his forehead, hating that iron could not become a steel road:
"Old Prime Minister, why do you think we are implementing this agricultural plan?"

"Dashang's first agricultural plan is a knife, a knife that kills gods!"

"I used to be worried about these gods who move the clouds and spread the rain. Now that the first agricultural plan has been popularized, the people are not afraid of drought or flood. It is useless to ask them."

"Pass the decree, ask Zhao Qi to throw the old witch into Qishui."

"Let her tell the God of the River, hold her head up and confess to the song."

"If the news doesn't get through, I'll throw another clan elder to remind me, and throw away this group of moths that are rampant in the countryside."

puff……

When Shang Rong heard this, he nearly choked himself to death with a mouthful of saliva.

He finally understood.

It turns out that what is on the king's mind is not because of people but because of God...

It turns out that the agricultural plan that the king does not hesitate to use soldiers and horses to implement is also aimed at these gods...

Your Majesty... what exactly do you want to do?
Shang Rong carefully pondered the words and asked:
"My lord, if the Qi River God doesn't cooperate..."

"If you don't cooperate, let Wen Zhong kill you."

Zishou's voice was very calm.

Ever since he succeeded to the throne, this kind of story of gods oppressing the human race has never stopped.

Half a year ago, he arranged to confer the gods, and this group of gods who were enshrined in incense was on his must-kill list.

For a long time, he was worried that killing this group of gods would lead to continuous natural disasters and people's livelihood. At the same time, the fortune of the great merchants and the country would collapse, and they would lose their body protection BUFF.

So he endured it all the time and didn't do anything!
Now, the various agricultural facilities he promoted have spread all over the world, and it's time for a showdown.

Zishou stood up, the majesty of the emperor on his body made Shang Rong dare not raise his head, and only listened to him:

"These gods are enshrined by the people and practice in the incense, but they oppress the people."

"They should have died long ago."

"The Qishui River god has harmed so many people, let's start with him."

Shang Rong broke out in a cold sweat.

"Your Majesty... the God of the River, after all, is a messenger hand-picked by the Jade Pen in the Lingxiao Palace. Will you offend the Jade Emperor by doing this?"

Zishou glanced at Shang Rong:
"How many gods are killed in the territory of the human race depends on the face of the Jade Emperor?"

"A river god, if he doesn't protect the people, why keep it!"

"I'm a big businessman, and I don't care about idleness."

……

There was a biting murderous intent hidden in Zishou's voice, Shang Rong was so frightened that his old legs trembled when he heard the words, he didn't dare to speak any more, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and left tremblingly.

On the way out of the palace, the coldness behind Shang Rong still hasn't disappeared.

He sighed.

In the past, the king just asked Master Wen to kill a few monsters.

Now, is even the river god going to kill him?

While sighing, Shang Rong walked out, but before he took a few steps, his cloudy eyes seemed to have dozed off, his body trembled, as if he had changed his body, he suddenly straightened his back.

In an instant, the momentum changed.

"it is good!"

"Your Majesty killed well!"

"For the sake of the people of the great merchants, the gods dare to kill!"

"As expected of a king!"

"Hateful, old minister, I don't have the magic power of a grand master, so I can't go through fire and water for His Majesty!"

Shang Rong puffed out his chest and raised his head, but before he took a few steps, he suddenly trembled again, and his eyes suddenly became cloudy again.

He blinked and wiped the sweat from his brow, not knowing what happened just now.

……

After Shang Rong left.

Zishou looked away, knocked on the table, and pondered in his heart.

His decision to kill God was not reckless.

The means that Zishou could think of to improve the country's fortunes have been exhausted.

I can't mention it later, so I can only rely on robbing and force to take back the luck that should belong to the human race.

Since the birth of the human race, luck has been divided up.

The saint will not mention it.

After Haotian took charge of the Heavenly Court, he also began to use incense and fire to absorb the few remaining luck of the human race into the Heavenly Court.

These gods conferred by the Heavenly Court are not high in cultivation, but they are like a group of moths lying on the body of the Great Merchant, constantly sucking up the fortune of the Great Merchant and feeding it back to the Heavenly Court.

For Zishou, in order to improve the country's fortune, he must kill these gods.

Now, the apotheosis of the gods is about to begin.

This battle was a divine battle in which the two sages of the West win over Yuan Shi and the Supreme Master to kill Jiejiao Ten Thousand Immortals together.

The war of gods is always accompanied by the war of nations.

From the very beginning, the Shang Dynasty has been the spokesperson of Jiejiao in the world.

Destined to perish together with Jiejiao.

No matter how well Da Shang manages, these high-ranking immortals will come up with countless ways to secretly destroy Da Shang's national fortune.

The great master of the Heavenly Court never showed up, and hid in the Lingxiao Palace, ready to reap the benefits of being a fisherman.

For him, the Shang Dynasty must perish.

Dashang and Tianting are destined to be at odds.

Shang Rong was afraid of offending Heavenly Court, but Zi Shou was not afraid at all.

The current Haotian is nothing but a polished commander who has just taken over the Demon Court.

The three Taoist religions are powerful, and the Western religion has two saints.

In Haotian's Heavenly Court, there are not even many talented people in Dashang territory.

With his foolish and loyal old master Wen Zhong here, can't he bring in reinforcements if he can't beat him?
Jie Jiao is notorious for holding together and protecting his weaknesses.

Thinking of Grand Master Wen, Zishou knocked on the table suddenly and said to himself:

"You can ask the old master about the killing and robbery."

"By the way, tell him the plan to kill God."

……

The next day.

Nine halls.

Zi Shou was lying on the throne, listening to all the civil and military officials urging him to take care of his royal body, and handing up the papers over and over again, the corners of his mouth twitched, wishing he could drag it down and cut it off.

These hypocritical dogs!

After scolding, Zishou sighed in his heart.

It was really his own doing.

Since he invented the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, what the ministers like to do most is to write books.

Zishou flipped through, it was all trivial matters, after annotating casually, he saw Zhao Qi's memorial.

According to Zhao Qi, when he threw the 50-year-old Zhu Wu into the water, not only did she not drown, but she actually called out the river god.

"Zhu Wu submerged in the water, suddenly there was a wave of water, lifting her out of the water!"

"The vision came out, and the people became more and more awed."

"In the river, there is a sound of vicissitudes."

"Yan: Invited by the king, I will go to Chaoge to have a talk in a few days. I heard that the women of Chaoge have delicious meat. Especially, the inner courtyard of the harem..."

"It's really courting death."

"I heard that the grand master is staying, and the rest of you should leave."

Zishou finished Zhezi's hasty instructions, and ordered all civil and military officials to retreat, leaving only Wen Taishi alone.

He threw Zhao Qi's notebook to Wen Zhong, half lying on the throne, and asked bluntly:

"What's the history of this product?"

Wen Zhong glanced at Zhezi and said:

"Returning to Your Majesty, as far as I know, the river god in this Qishui is a nine-headed feather worm with the blood of the Dragon King of the West Sea on his body. He claims to be the Nine-headed Great Sage. Ten years ago, he was canonized as the Qishui River by the Jade Emperor. God, Si Qishuihe carries clouds and rains."

Zishou took a sip of the medicinal soup in the homemade thermos and said:

"Can it be cut?"

Wen Zhong nodded without hesitation and said:
"Can cut."

"Your Majesty, are you sure you want to attack the God of Heaven?"

Zishou raised his eyebrows:

"Today, the first five-year plan has been implemented, which can basically guarantee that Dashang's income will be guaranteed due to drought and flood."

"The gods are useless."

"It's time to take back these fortunes that should have belonged to the big merchants."

A fierce murderous look flashed in Zishou's eyes, and he sneered:
"from now on.

Those who destroy the luck of our country will be killed without mercy! "

Wen Zhong seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and said lightly:

"Your Majesty has decided, let's cut it off."

The corners of Zishou's mouth suddenly turned up: "Don't you need to invite some fellow Taoists?"

He had wanted to see the Jiejiao people for a long time.

Wen Zhong shook his head: "This monster is only in the realm of human immortality, and the old minister is fine, so there is no need to invite anyone."

Zi Shou sighed regretfully, then looked at Wen Zhong thoughtfully.

In the original book, Wen Zhong is a human immortal, and he dared to say "not a human immortal".

Could it be that he is No.1 under the Earth Immortal?
According to what Zishou learned from Wen Zhong, the immortals in Honghuang are human immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals, and immortal golden immortals from low to high.

Once the Tao is immortal, it can condense the Tao fruit and go to a higher level.

Above the Golden Fairyland, there are Taiyi, Daluo, Hunyuan, and Hunyuan Daluo.

Above the Golden Immortal, every realm will condense a Dao Fruit!
Among them, the Hunyuan Jinxian is honored as the quasi-sage.

Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is honored as a saint and leader.

The one who is taller is only Hongjun, the Taoist ancestor who lives in Zixiao Palace, who does not know how to cultivate.

Before becoming a fairy, the progress of a practitioner is to refine essence into Qi, refine Qi to transform spirit, refine spirit to return to emptiness, refine emptiness to join the Tao, and finally overcome calamity and become immortal.

If you fail to become an immortal, you will become a human immortal, also known as a Sanxian.

Wen Zhong, Li Jing, Jiang Ziya and others failed to cross the tribulation, and they are all people without immortal fate.

If there is no chance, he will stay in the realm of immortality for the rest of his life.

Zi Shou crossed his legs and said:
"The grand master is mighty! Remember when you cut the gods, call me to go with you. Only watch the grand master cut the gods!"

Wen Zhong: "...Your Majesty, are you in good health? Your Majesty, Queen, is still waiting for Your Majesty outside the palace."

Zi Shou's legs trembled and he almost fell off the throne.

(End of this chapter)