Feng Shen: I'm not a true immortal

King Zhou vaguely heard the bell, and he knew that it was not ritual music, but his own death knell.

Since he was young, he knew that he was destined to become the lord of the world, and the wealth and honor in the world were like floating clouds.

How could the smug Yin Shou at that time have thought that he would become a king of subjugation one day?
Back then, among the officials of the great merchants, Wen Youbigan and Shang Rong assisted the country, Wu Youwenzhong and Huang Feihu ruled the army, how dare the princes of the world make a mistake?

Unexpectedly, these ministers died or fled, and finally left this majestic Chaoge City and the seemingly prosperous business.

In this vast and boundless land, how many people are truly loyal to King Zhou?Don't say anything about the servants of the imperial army, they just obey because of their power.

Why did the great merchants abandon their rulers and ministers, why did the princes make chaos one after another, and why did the people complain?

All this seems to be traced back to a certain spring day in the seventh year of King Zhou's succession to the throne. In the Wahuang Temple, he made the hysterical speech that should never have been published.

Since then, first Fei Zhongyouhun disrupted the government, and then there was the beauty Daji who became famous, and he also seemed to have lost his mind as a pro-little man and a virtuous minister.

King Zhou's thoughts were ups and downs, his thoughts were flying, and suddenly he suddenly grasped the remaining half of the Dragon Wind Sword, looking up to the sky and laughing!

"Everyone in the world calls me stupid. It is true. Otherwise, how could there be today's disaster?"

King Zhou laughed at himself, then pointed his sword in front of him.

Yin Hong in Yinjiao seemed to be facing a formidable enemy, and his expression was rather difficult.

After all, they are their own father and son, so they can't bear it after all.

"You two must remember to be careful, don't lose your life for nothing, and cut off the blood of the black bird!"

King Zhou urged his horse to move, and came with a broken sword in his hand, his voice was as thin as a mosquito.

Under the sky, Yun Zhongzi frowned slightly, he couldn't hear the words here, thought for a while, and his eyes fell on Da Shang's pillar of luck.

"The country has changed hands, is the secret of heaven chaotic?"

Yun Zhongzi chuckled, and the nine-mouthed fairy sword suddenly flew over, divided into the nine palaces, and continued to gather luck.

Although the overthrow of the great merchants had a lot to do with it, it was nothing compared to the great change in the number of days a thousand years ago.

Yin Hong of Yin Jiao's face changed slightly when he heard the words, and before he could come to his senses, the dragon and phoenix sword came with a strong wind.

Yun Zhongzi's sleeves fluttered, and there was a faint golden light on his fingertips, ready to rescue the two brothers at any time.

Although the big business is about to be destroyed, the emaciated Kun'er is bigger than a chicken. When the emperor is angry, ordinary gods can't touch his edge.

King Zhou's sword was fierce and unstoppable, and he was about to clean up the house, but he changed his move halfway and rode back.

No one expected that King Zhou, who was on the verge of death just now, ran away, and when he came back to his senses, he had gone tens of feet away.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya was frightened and angry, and immediately ordered the princes to pursue him.

Yin Jiao and Yin Hong looked at each other, then gritted their teeth and headed straight for Chaoge City Gate.

Yun Zhongzi sat quietly like a mountain, moving with the wind, his expression was neither happy nor sad, and he couldn't see the slightest sense of anxiety.

Now that the overall situation has been decided, no matter how hard King Zhou struggles, he will inevitably die. It is better to wait and see what happens than to make a mess.

King Zhou held the reins tightly and swung his whip one after another. His heart was far more intense than thunder and surging rivers!
As the saying goes, those who have gone cannot be persuaded, but those who come can still be pursued.

He also knows that the great business has accumulated a lot of hard work, and even if the Qingming is restored now, it will not help.

King Zhou was not afraid of death, but he didn't know why he didn't want to die.

He recalled Daji's various actions, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong—what a serious person could think of, such as the wine pool and the forest of meat, and the torture of cannon fire?

Don't you see that professionals such as Fei You didn't think of such tricks, no matter how smart Daji is, how can a mere boudoir be able to sway the emperor's mind repeatedly?
King Zhou is lustful rather than affectionate, how deep is deep?There are countless concubines in the harem, is it worth it?

Not everyone is like Bo Yikao who would risk his life for a beautiful dream.

The more King Zhou thought about it, the more he felt that something was wrong—a widow can be stupid and absurd, but he can't be played by a woman!
Shangtang's hundreds of years of foundation, Yin's Xuanniao blood, if it is dusty because of a concubine, it would be a shame to throw it into Huoyun Cave.

King Zhou thought of this, and he didn't care about the outcome of the battlefield at the moment, so he ran back with determination.

As a result, the merchant army naturally lost its morale and became scattered sand.

King Zhou entered the city and went straight to the palace. All the passes were opened along the way, and no one dared to stop him.

Yun Zhongzi circulated the profound art, the Niwan Palace was full of purple energy, the Yuanshen Jinren escaped, knocked along the meridian, and came out on the fire dragon.

At this time, Daji didn't know that a catastrophe that shouldn't have existed was about to come, and she was watching the fire from the other side of the palace with Hu Ximei (pheasant spirit).

"The old lady asked me to wait..."

Hu Ximei was wearing a silk gauze dress, and she was in spring, lying on her side on the bed, her smooth and tender skin was like beautiful jade.

"Shut up nonsense!"

Daji stretched out her slender index finger and pressed it on Ximei's lips - this is a topic that cannot be touched!
"Now that the great merchant country has collapsed, you and I have contributed a lot, so why should we be trembling?"

Hu Ximei put her arms around her sister's waist and said with a smile.

"If that's the case, I don't have to worry too much. Haven't you seen that Jiejiao has become a thing of the past because of the dispute between Shang and Zhou?

The cause and effect here are very involved, even though the saints are retiring from the world, we need to make early plans..."

Daji pushed away the little hand, stood up slowly, and looked out of the hall with some worry.

"What's your plan, my concubine?"

King Zhou held half of the dragon and phoenix sword, and the armor in front of him was stained with blood. He stepped into the hall and looked at the two concubines on the couch with a smile.

"Why is Your Majesty here?"

Hu Ximei was shocked and lost her composure for a moment.

"Your Majesty is the lord of ten thousand chariots. If you go on a personal expedition today, there will be no disadvantages. You must have already put down the chaos and returned in triumph!"

Daji's thoughts turned sharply, and there was a smile in her eyes, which was quite charming.

"Okay, I'm really the widow's beloved concubine!"

The smile on King Zhou's face grew stronger, he gripped the hilt of his sword tightly, and walked slowly.

Although he is the king of subjugation, his imperial spirit is not weak at all. Every step he takes, the pillar of luck shines brightly!
Seeing this, Daji thought something was wrong, she didn't dare to expose herself, so she had to bite the bullet and continue to pretend, hoping to use the evil spirit to continue to confuse her mind.

In front of King Zhou, it is difficult for ordinary Daluo gods to show their supernatural powers, let alone two evildoers.

I was fascinated before, firstly because of the way of heaven, and secondly because of the fascination of sex, but now that I am awake, how can I fall into the sorcery again?

Holding the broken sword, King Zhou climbed up the jade steps, came to the couch, and looked down at the two sisters with cold eyes.

"Daji, do you have any regrets?"

"A concubine follows the king, there is no regret in life or death!"

Daji gritted her teeth, and simply pretended to be the end, she did not believe that Yin Shou would really let go of old love.

"Okay, go to hell!"

King Zhou's voice was quiet, and he swung his sword to cut down.

The luck of the big merchants for hundreds of years was suddenly shocked.

Daji and Hu Ximei were buried under the dragon and phoenix sword together.

King Zhou threw down his long sword, picked up a lamp, and walked slowly to the front of the hall.

"The widow buried this country with his own hands."

He threw down the lamp against the curtain.

When King Zhou was torched, he pitied the scorched earth.

(End of this chapter)