The Great Desolation: At the beginning of the game, the sacrificial interpretation of the teaching i

No wonder there will be a God Conferred Tribulation.

In the final analysis, it is these evangelists who have killed too much evil since the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, and now they are using various methods to eradicate dissidents and cleanse the world of loose immortals!

As for why you did it.

Oh, God knows.

There may be some purpose, or it may be purely for other people's fun.

Seeing Wu Geng standing up by himself, Ning Fengzi smiled, showing some interest on his face.

He knew it was a prince.

Since he is a prince, he must be worth a fortune.

"Geng'er, step back, my father is here!"

Di Xin stood up. He was a tall man with a human golden dragon looming behind him!

cut.

The lingering thing.

Ning Fengzi actually didn't think so, with a sarcasm on his face: "Since this brat startled Pindao, then for your emperor's sake, send three thousand virgins to Pindao as an apology." .”

As an evangelical immortal, even if he doesn't have profound hope and fortune-telling skills.

But in the circle of Kunlun Mountain, more or less, they have heard the sage preaching about the future, and know something about the vitality of the Shang Dynasty.

That's why Ning Fengzi dared to be so arrogant in front of a human emperor.

In the final analysis, it is to bully the Shang dynasty, and Di Xin does not have the strength of the Three Emperors and Five Emperors' luck of the human race like a canopy!

Otherwise, with just one word from the Human Sovereign, he could arouse the majesty of humanity and make him, a little golden fairy, kneel as soon as he said it!

Ning Fengzi's attitude once again angered Huang Feihu and other important officials of the Shang Dynasty.

The master humiliated the subject to death, taking Huang Feihu as an example, he had already put his hand on the saber, and waited for the king to give an order, and went up and chopped this goddamn goddamn god!

However, it was not Huang Feihu or Di Xin who struck first, but Wu Geng.

"Hey!"

Wu Geng suddenly drew the bow and pointed the arrow towards Ning Fengzi on the cloud: "The arrow just now startled you, it was my fault, because that arrow should have shot you!"

Ning Fengzi looked at his movements and couldn't help laughing: "Just because you are a brat, you dare to..."

Whoosh!

Wu Geng is not interested in talking so much nonsense with him.

You don't hide, do you?

It's better not to hide!

"Fate Soul Injector!"

With a murmur in Wu Geng's mouth, the sharp arrow piercing through the air was so fast that it could jump into the void, and it came to Ning Fengzi in an instant.

Ning Fengzi's pupils shrank suddenly, and his whole mind suddenly tightened, and his soul was about to come out of his body.

This is the instinct of immortals in the face of fatal dangers, abandoning the body to preserve the soul, if it is too late to get out of the body, they will face the end of human death and dao disappearance!

Otherwise, Ning Fengzi deserved it.

He was just a little golden fairy in the cloak of explaining and teaching, not even counting as three generations of disciples.

But he is one of the Twelve Immortals of Yuxu, the Daoist of Chi Jingzi.

Strength is not worth mentioning in teaching, and it is not even as good as some loose immortals in the wild, and they don't even have a magic weapon to protect themselves.

So there was a pop in the sky, and Da Tan's blood splashed behind his head.

Ning Fengzi never imagined that he would be nailed to death in the flesh by an eight-year-old child with an arrow. Once the seven orifices were closed, the primordial spirit would never come out again!

"Wu Geng?!"

"Third Prince!!!"

No one expected that Wu Geng would be so neat, he raised his hand and shot the immortal.

Fate and soul into the weapon, the royal god arrow blessed with human luck, shooting him a little golden fairy is different from shooting a bird.

There are still three catties of nails on the rotten ship, and I don't know where you have the confidence to kill my soldiers and humiliate my human race!

【Ding. 】

[It was detected that the host shot and killed the Xianjiao Immortal, do you want to sacrifice? 】

Just after Wu Geng shot and killed Ning Fengzi in public, a mechanical voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

Wu Geng was taken aback, did the dog system come up with a new trick? .

3. Let's go to Nuwa Palace! (Ask for flowers! Ask for evaluation! Ask for a monthly pass!)

From time-traveling to now, Wu Geng's growth is to check in every day and barely maintain his life.

But according to his understanding of the world's power system, let alone signing in for 500 years, even if he signed in for 5000 or 5 years, he would not be able to become a saint of the Three Religions.

Because these guys are often the accumulation of thousands of dollars.

And the luck of the Great Shang Dynasty is running out.

Of course Wu Geng wanted to change all of this, but in the end he found that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't change the general trend of heaven.

Unless, let everyone work hard, let everyone improve their strength, raise the national strength of the entire Great Shang Dynasty, make a qualitative leap, and complete the transformation!

"System, what does sacrifice mean?"

[Answer to the host: During the period of calamity, the host will sacrifice those prehistoric creatures with murderous evils to get corresponding rewards and the favor of heaven! 】

Ha ha.

It doesn't matter to me whether the way of heaven is happy or not.

Rewards are very attractive.

"Then sacrifice."

That being the case, do you still keep this real dragon to celebrate the New Year?

[Answer to the host: Please ask the host to build a sacrificial altar, the size of the altar, and the object of the sacrifice will affect the final reward. 】

Is it so troublesome?

Wu Geng thought that if he said a sacrifice, this thing could be exchanged for rewards.

But where to build a sacrificial altar all of a sudden, and it's a waste of money and people, this is not in line with my original intention all along.

"Wu Geng, are you okay?"

Just as he was hesitating, his father, Emperor Xin, had already come to him. Seeing him silent, he thought it was the first time he killed someone and was frightened.

Di Xin put his big and generous hands on Wu Geng's shoulders: "Don't worry, my father will go to the palace to report to all the sages what happened. With my father here, the sky will not fall!"

Wait!

Wu Geng's eyes lit up, that's right, the Imperial Palace!

It was originally a place of worship. In terms of size, is there a better place than that? !

wrong!

Another flash of light flashed in Wu Geng's mind.

Not to mention, there really is a place that is better than the Human Palace!

He grinned: "Father, let's not go to the Imperial Palace, let's go to the Nuwa Temple."

Di Xin: "???"

All the ministers of Yin and Shang: "???"

...

...

Nuwa Temple.

At this time, there are still a few months before Nuwa's birthday, so the people along the way don't know why the king made such a big fuss and led the officials to the Nuwa temple to sacrifice.

What's more, the king has been on the throne for so many years, and he has never been to the Nuwa Temple to pray for blessings. This abnormal behavior puzzled the people, because they followed and went to watch the excitement.

"It's the third prince!"

"The third prince looks so good, I really want to marry him and warm his bed."

"Don't be so cruel, the third prince is only eight years old, and Xiaolong hasn't even raised his head yet!"

"Nonsense, the king was already a dragon flying in the sky when he was eight years old, the third prince is only worse than the king!"

Of course, the voices of the common people reached Di Xin's ears.

The emperor was expressionless, and said to the important ministers who followed: "These Chinese people are talking nonsense and don't understand anything. I'm six years old and the dragon roars to the sky, okay?"

Hahaha!

The officials knew that the king was pretending to be angry, but they were actually very proud of it.

But when mentioning this matter, Huang Feihu said with a smile: "Speaking of which, the third prince is not young anymore, he should take some concubines to train himself."

Several old ministers nodded, and it is easier to use it early.

For these courtiers, there is nothing more important than having an heir to the royal family.

So the fire of the third prince should be ignited.

Di Xin hummed, and he had already considered his future successors very clearly.

Even the eldest prince Yin Jiao and the second prince Yin Hong knew that, from the courtiers down to the common people, they basically supported the third brother Wu Geng.

Just because the third younger brother's performance was so eye-catching, on the day he was born, there was even purple air coming from the east, and the black bird sang.

Such a descendant, even Di Xin himself felt that the ancestor Cheng Tang was reborn, and he was none other than him!

"After this sacrifice, the princes of the towns will be ordered to send stunning beauties to the court to choose concubines for the third prince!"

If it was Di Xin who chose beauties, he might still be opposed by his officials. After all, he is the emperor who entrusts the world to him. If he indulges in gentleness, he will definitely miss the state affairs.

But the third prince's selection of beauties is different, that is the official business of inheriting the family, and it is a major event of the country!

At this time, Wu Geng didn't know that his happy single life was about to end.

He is fulfilling his responsibilities as a prince and showing his demeanor to the people around him.

This is what a qualified prince should do.

Soon, the Nuwa Temple arrived.

Because he knew that the Nuwa Temple was the turning point of Di Xin's fate, Wu Geng had always tried every means to prevent the Emperor from having any contact with the Nuwa Temple.

This time is an exception.

And Wu Geng thought of a problem on the road.

That is, if the general trend is irreversible, can I try to make a small change in the script?

For example, like now, the schedule is brought forward.

And when these small changes are enough, will there be big changes and a turning point?

Wu Geng believes that as long as this little butterfly works hard enough, he will definitely be able to incite the future of Fengshen! .

4. Don't pull me, I can still write! (Ask for flowers! Ask for evaluation! Ask for a monthly pass!)

The sacrifice process is not complicated.

With Shang Rong, the prime minister, everything was arranged two days ago, just waiting for Di Xin and the others to come.

Ning Fengzi, who was shot by Wu Geng, had turned into a red fire dragon because his soul could not escape his physical body.