I, the younger brother of King Zhou, lead the Taoist ancestors to do business

The flood destroyed the village, and the couple seemed to have forgotten the danger at this time, and they ran towards the broken house regardless.

Fortunately, the river avoided them, and when the couple found the dog, they cried with joy.

The dog fell into a familiar embrace, and he burst into tears.

The flood gradually dissipated.

The empty hearts of the couple were finally filled. They wiped away the tears on their faces, and eagerly took the dog to look for Zisheng.

Ao Bing returned to Zisheng's side at some point, and the onlookers didn't notice anything unusual.

Ao Bing held the snacks that Zisheng made for them, and asked Zisheng to pinch some. He looked at the three people who were stumbling towards them and said to Zisheng in a flat voice: "The way of life in a person's life has long been fixed. It is tampering with the destiny."

He gnawed on the small snacks and squeaked, clearly speaking seriously, but there was no trace of worry on his face.

Zisheng grabbed more than half of the snacks, leaving Ao Bing dumbfounded.

Zisheng frowned and said: "The destiny is sometimes accurate and sometimes not. It can be counted in the past, but it can't be counted in the future. Once a person is born, the heaven records his fate, but it will also change due to certain things. You know it is What's the matter?"

Ao Bing shook his head, Zisheng smiled and said, "Isn't this obvious? As long as you don't follow the fate, you can change it."

Ao Bing: ...

How can this be considered a reason?

Zisheng said with a smile: "Some people say that this child is lazy by nature, and he will not be able to achieve great things in the future! But if the child works hard from then on, is the fate certain? The cause is all wrong, and you still expect the fruit to come back? Some people say The way of heaven is slim, even if the beginning is wrong, the ending will be right. This is even more absurd. Since the reason is wrong, it proves that the way of heaven has broken its promise, and the dishonesty still counts on it to keep its promise?"

After Zisheng finished speaking, there was a rumbling thunder, and the cloth bag that Ao Bing was carrying almost fell off.

Zisheng, however, was not in a hurry, with a calm expression on his face, "If a person is born with a predetermined fate, why does that person still move? Why does he still have to go to the farmland to cultivate?

If the sky calculates that this person is fifty and dies, and the person will not drink or eat for a whole day after knowing it, do you think the way of heaven will let him die or not?

Fortune-telling is not to know fate, but to change fate. "

After Ao Bing finished listening, his hands stopped moving, and he was speechless for a while.

The couple had already come forward with their dog to thank Zisheng.

Zisheng told them not to be polite.When he looked up, he saw a black thread hanging above the little boy's head.

After Zisheng paused, he gently pulled La Aobing's clothes, and said in a voice that only the two of them could hear: "Can you see a thread hanging from that child's head?"

Ao Bing is a dragon, so his eyes are naturally different from those of ordinary people.

He squinted his eyes, looked carefully, and there seemed to be a vague black thread hanging on the child's head.

"Saw."

Before Zisheng asked, Ao Bing was well-informed, and suddenly remembered some of the things he had heard.

"I heard that the life of a living being is controlled by the way of heaven, and there will be various lines of cause and effect hanging from their bodies. Even a saint can't see them all. You can see it. The thread you see is almost always black, and the most commonly seen is the lifeline."

Zisheng understood instantly. He looked at the black thread on the child's body and said, "Since they have been rescued, why is the thread still black?"

Ao Bing was silent for a while, "Maybe Tiandao didn't want them to live."

Zisheng pursed his lips, then raised his eyes and said, "Is there a way to cut off this causal line?"

Ao Bing looked at him suspiciously, "How can the line of cause and effect be cut off?"

Zisheng sneered, and used the technique of concealment and the black sword at the same time, and the sharp light of the sword hit Ao Bing's eyes.

"I don't know if it can be cut off, but you might as well give it a try."

This is the first time Ao Bing saw Zisheng's weapon.

Ao Bing was surprised by the sharp light at first, but after he carefully looked at Zisheng's weapon, he felt that the sword was too simple and low-key, without even a single pattern.

"It's not as good as my Fang Tian painting halberd." Ao Bing whispered.

Gou'er obeyed his parents and kowtowed to Zisheng to thank him.

Zisheng's skirt brushed over his head, and the dog seemed to hear something snapping, and his head felt cold for a moment.

In the field of vision of Zi Sheng and Ao Bing, a sharp black sword cut across the top of the child's head, and the black lifeline shattered the moment it was touched by the blade.

Ao Bing's eyes opened wide, his mouth opened wide, and his brain was buzzing.

After a long time, he came to his senses and looked at Zisheng in horror.

After Zisheng retracted his sword, he was also very surprised.

He supported his chest, and the lotus seed in his heart jumped, as if a sharp bud had sprouted.

In Zixiao Palace, a small hole smaller than the eye of a needle appeared in the Heavenly Dao.

Hongjun closed his eyes and raised it again, the leak was repaired, and the way of heaven was restored.

-

Zisheng rescued the dog, and the people's attitude towards him changed.

When he was walking on the street, some people would gather and point at him and discuss quietly.

And behind him was a group of people who did not dare to step forward because they were concerned about his identity.

He was walking on the street, and a vendor tremblingly gave him some food, and said cautiously: "Master, although these things are not valuable, I hope you will accept them. May you be free from illness and calamity in the future, and live a long life." age."

Zisheng didn't accept it, he shook his head and said with a light smile, "No need, I don't need these."

The vendor hesitated for a while, then whispered: "I sincerely hope that you will be well, and that you will grow up safely, so that you can take care of me in the future..."

The merchant realized that his words were inappropriate, and immediately shut up, but Zisheng instantly understood what these people meant.

He didn't feel that this person was offensive, but he could taste the expectations of this person and even the people from this person's words.

At this time, someone finally had the courage to ask what people have always wanted to know.

"Dare to ask which son is the son?"

As soon as this remark came out, the people on the street immediately cheered up.Even if someone pretends to be busy, the eyes keep looking this way.

Zisheng smiled, and he has been waiting for this good time.

He lowered his body a bit, but his voice was not low, and his tone was very solemn.

"I am the son of Emperor Yi of the Shang Dynasty, the youngest brother of the Crown Prince Zi Shou, and Zi Sheng of the Yin Shang Prince."

When Zisheng identified his identity, the people were shocked, and immediately caused an uproar.

Although they discussed a lot, they didn't dare to raise their voices too loudly, even only they and a few people around could hear them.

"Young master is actually a prince, and there are people in the royal family who care about the people!"

"The little prince has an extraordinary background. I'm afraid he will hold a lot of power in the future."

"My heart was relieved all of a sudden, how is the prince! How is the prince! In the future, I will probably be able to speak in front of the king. It seems that the royal family is our hope..."

There were more and more discussions in the crowd, and Zishou stood outside the crowd with his hands turned back and his eyes were full of interest.His counselor frowned tightly, and he looked at Zisheng with more vigilance.

The setting sun smeared the sky, and the number of people decreased, and there were not many people around Zisheng except Ao Bing.

He was also sleepy after a busy day, he bid farewell to Ao Bing, and Zishou walked towards him.

Zishou was tall and tall, and Zisheng saw Zishou at a glance.Brother Wang's expression was still unruly, and Zisheng relaxed a lot after seeing him.

He waved at Zi Shou, and when Zi Shou stood in front of him, Zi Sheng tilted his head and rested his head on Zi Shou.

He yawned sleepily, his dark eyes narrowed together.

Zishou pulled Zisheng's hair, and turned to look at the young man who often ate next to his brother.

Zishou glanced at Ao Bing from his feet to his head. His eyebrows were very similar to Zisheng's, but the same eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were more scrutinizing.

He turned his head and snorted lightly, "Do you have horns?"

This inexplicable sentence made Zisheng and Ao Bing's heart skip a beat.

Zishou didn't care about the young man in front of him anymore, he supported his younger brother's shoulders to make him stand upright, turned around and squatted down to let Zishen rise up.

For so many years, although Zi Shou has offended Zi Sheng from time to time, he has often carried Zi Sheng on his back.

Zisheng climbed up skillfully, he hugged Zishou's neck, and he yawned again as sleepiness surged.

Zishou left with Zisheng on his back, and the guards followed behind to protect the two of them.

Ao Bing always felt strange when his identity was identified by the quilt.He raised his finger to cast a spell on Zishou's back, but the golden light that only a human king can have appeared on him.

Ao Bing's eyes showed surprise.

The King of People... I see.

Not to mention him, even a saint would not be able to do anything to Zishou.

After Zishou went back, his counselors immediately followed behind him to make him be careful about Zisheng in the future.

Unexpectedly, Zishou turned around after hearing this, and looked at him with deep eyes.

"If Zisheng cannot be trusted, then who else can I trust?"

"Your Highness!"

Zi Shou's tone was aggravated, and when he spoke, he waved his sleeves, and his whole body was full of imperial majesty.

"Anyone can seek my position, only Zisheng can't. If one day he really usurps the throne..."

The counselor held his breath, and Zishou said slowly, "Then follow him and help him with all your heart."

The counselor with a blank mind: ...

-

Zisheng rested all night, and when he woke up the next day, he heard news from outside the palace.

At the same time, Ao Bing also got the news and rushed to see Zisheng.

"Those children released yesterday, except for the dog you cut the line of cause and effect, the rest of the children fell seriously ill today. I went to see a child, and the black line on his head was getting deeper and deeper."

Zisheng rubbed his temples, "If I knew yesterday, I would have to find a way to cut off those black threads."

When Zisheng looked up, he saw thousands of black lines suddenly appeared in the originally clean sky.

I can't see it just now!

Zisheng transformed into a black sword, trying to cut a black line thousands of miles away——

The black line actually broke directly.

In Zixiao Palace, Hongjun in the clouds raised his eyes, and he raised his head.

Tiandao broke one small needle hole after another.

He continued to meditate with his eyes closed.

After all the breaches were completed, his eyelids moved slightly, and all the needles in the Dao of Heaven were closed.

At this time, Ao Bing was pleasantly surprised and said to Zisheng: "Are we tampering with the destiny?"

Zisheng sat on the stool and chewed some snacks, "That's right, man can conquer nature, and my fate is up to me!"

Hongjun's face was calm, but he raised his finger and flicked forward.

Zisheng only felt a gust of wind blowing towards him, blowing him off the stool directly.

His butt was slammed onto the ground, and Zisheng hissed and frowned.

This gust of wind came abnormally, Ao Bing rubbed his eyes, "It's strange, if there are evil spirits at work, I should be able to see it. But the wind just now is clearly an ordinary wind."

Zisheng opened his dark eyes and looked around in a daze.

It seemed that cold fingertips touched his forehead, and Zisheng was flicked on the head with moderate force.

Zisheng covered his forehead, "Who hit me?!"