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

Chapter 50 Xia Jie's secret, the king of men becomes a witch!
"Who??"

Chongzhou.

There is Chong clan land.

The son was taken aback. .

He was a little shocked looking at this old bone in his dying years, no matter what, it was difficult to connect with the tyrannical great Wu Chiyou.

Zishou was surprised and asked:

"The descendants of Chi You..."

"If Gu Ruo remembers correctly, in the battle of Zhuolu that year, Emperor Xuanyuan defeated Chi You, so he divided his body and suppressed him under the Hundred Thousand Mountains."

"Does he have any descendants?"

The old Uncle Wu had a calm expression, as if he had already looked down on this history, and he murmured in an old voice:

"Your Majesty is right."

"In the battle of Zhuolu, our ancestors were indeed killed. If we want to clarify this matter, we have to start with the inheritance of my Wu clan."

"This period of history involves ancient secrets, and we need to abandon the left and right. I don't know if the king is interested in listening."

Zishou nodded, his understanding of the Wu Clan was limited to the predestined number of gods passed down in his previous life.

He doesn't know many real secrets.

Just like when he fought Bailian boy before, he learned a lot of secrets of the witch clan from the mouth of this boy under the seat of the Western Saint.

According to Bailian Tongzi.

The battle of Zhuolu was not just a war between the human race and the witch race.

Behind that ancient battlefield, there also stood the gods and gods who calculated all living beings.

There are Western religions, Taoist sects, and even the Asura clan hidden in the Nether Blood Sea.

They borrowed the knives of the human race to kill hundreds of thousands of witches.

The reason is unknown.

Zishou also knew from this that as a human king, he must practice the human race's cultivation method in order to maintain the human race's protection of the country.

Once he practices heretics, the power of heretics becomes stronger, and the fate of the country will leave him.

Holding the wine glass, he waited for Wu Chong to speak, hoping to learn more secrets about the Conferred God from him.

Under Zishou's order, only the old Wu Bo, Chonghou Hu, and Feng Jiu were left in the hall. The old Wu Bo knelt tremblingly on the cushion and spoke quietly.

"Report to the king."

"It's a long story."

"Thousands of thousands of years ago, there were many races living on this land. One of them was born unable to cultivate the primordial spirit, but their bodies were strong enough to move mountains and fill seas, chasing the moon and the sun."

"They are the ancestors of the old minister, the witch clan."

"The witch clan cannot cultivate, but they can rely on the blood of the great witch to inherit, so that future generations can awaken the blood of the witch clan and gain the power of the blood."

"For a while, the number of witches soared, and no race in the world could fight against them."

"Finally...we have threatened the rule of the gods and gods."

"So they provoked the battle of the Lich. In that battle, the powerful Lich almost died in battle."

Zishou nodded.

The Lich War that Wu Chong has passed down from generation to generation is almost the same as the fate he knows.

Wu Chong knelt on the ground and continued:

"But... the cultivation of the Wu Clan is too easy, as long as the great witch bestows blood essence, batch after batch of powerful Wu Clan can be created."

"A great witch can refine thousands of drops of blood essence a year. These blood essences have created batch after batch of powerful witches, including new great witches."

"As long as we continue to give birth, sooner or later we will become the most powerful race in the world."

Old Wu Bo murmured:

"The Witch Clan is too proud. They only respect Pangu and don't believe in the Three Purities, which is why the tragedy happened."

"The gods of the heavens don't want there to be a race that threatens them, so the immortals leave the gate of heaven and descend to the world again."

"They supported the gentle human race and killed the witch race completely."

"Did the Twelve Golden Immortals go out of Kunlun, and Guang Chengzi ride a dragon to take Xuanyuan?"

When Zishou heard this, he muttered to himself.

The gods are fixed.

The killing of the Twelve Golden Immortals was a hidden danger left behind by too many killings during the war between humans and witches.

"Then?"

Zishou asked.

"Afterwards... His Majesty the Yellow Emperor noticed the ruthlessness of the immortals from the ruthless slaughter of the gods. To prevent accidents, he secretly took in a branch of the Jiuyi tribe and stayed in Zhuolu City. This branch, that is, the old minister ancestors."

"Since then, we have followed the decree of the Yellow Emperor and followed the kings of all dynasties."

"Only the luck of the human king can block the deduction of the saint and let us survive."

"This kind of day lasted until Emperor Gui ascended the throne..."

Emperor Gui.

Zishou raised his eyes when he heard this.

He finally heard the name.

In the rolling ruts of history recorded in the history books.

The ancient tyrants were nothing more than Jie and Zhou.

What happened to the last emperor of the Xia Dynasty, Di Gui, was almost exactly the same as what happened in his fate.

Xia Jie, whose name was Si Gui, had both civil and military skills since he was a child, and was extremely powerful. He was assisted by Zhong Gu, Guan Longpang, etc., and fought in all directions.

Hou Si Guifa had the Shi family, and had to have the Shi family's beautiful sister Xi, and her personality changed drastically after that.

Acting perversely, self-willed, listening to slander...

Build Qinggong, decorate Yaotai, build Qiongshi, set up Yumen, and do a lot of construction.

In the end, everyone betrayed their relatives.

Thus, a mysterious bird descended from the sky, and Shang was born, and Shang Tang launched an army to attack Jie.

This is exactly the same script as Di Xin's life in Fengshen Li.

No matter how you look at it, it's all done by one person.

The old Uncle Wu's voice continued, pulling back Zishou's thoughts.

"After Emperor Gui came to the throne, he didn't believe in gods like the king. He had the powerful background left by Emperor Yu, and he patrolled the world on a dragon, killing all the gods who sucked the luck of the world."

"Haotian was furious, but there was nothing he could do, because the heritage left by Emperor Yu was too strong."

"After killing the gods, Di Gui is still not satisfied...he wants to practice."

"At that time, the country's fortunes were in full swing, and Si Gui took advantage of the situation to build a huge water and land dojo in Yangcheng, the imperial capital, and recruited Qi refiners from all over the world to come here to discuss Taoism and find the way of cultivation.

"This dojo is what later generations jokingly call the wine pond meat forest."

"In the end, Emperor Gui succeeded. He found a secret method and embarked on the road of cultivation."

After hearing this, Zi Shou drank the millet wine in his hand, his eyes moved slightly, and he was quite shocked.

It turned out that he was not the first human king who slayed gods, nor was he the first human king who tried to cultivate.

No matter how you look at it, Si Gui looks too much like herself.

It's just that he has the plug-in of the Prison of the Ancient Times, which can extract the cultivation ability from the son of luck of the heavens, and complement it to the realm of heaven.

What did Di Gui rely on to set foot on the road of cultivation?

From Xuanyuan to Digui, the witch clan of Wuchong has been attached to the King of Humans.

After Xia died, they became slaves of the You Chong family, and were enfeoffed to Chongzhou with the You Chong family.

It seems that there must be a connection.

Seeing Zishou groaning silently, the old Wu Bo couldn't help but ask:
"My lord, don't you want to know how Di Gui practiced?"

Zi Shou looked at the old Uncle Wu quietly, the majesty of the emperor made cold sweat break out on his back.

Zishou laughed and said:

"tell me the story."

The old Uncle Wu trembled and said:
"Your Majesty forgive me, it's the old minister who is being rude."

"The great king's merits are unrivaled, comparable to the three emperors and five emperors, and the protection of the country is the strongest since the founding of the human race."

"Would you care about Digui's path?"

When the old Uncle Wu said this, he was agitated, with hatred in his eyes, and he uttered this monstrous secret.

"Digui has become a witch."

(End of this chapter)