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

The Emperor of Heaven is sitting on the throne, holding a wine glass and drinking.

Suddenly he seemed to have noticed something, and looked down, the white clouds below became lighter, and there was a night scene below.

He waved his hand, and the mellow and oppressive voice echoed in the hall, "Galaxy... What happened to the Milky Way? Go and check it quickly!"

"Yes." Several gods said weakly, they were also gods appointed by the Heavenly Dao back then, and they were dissatisfied with the Heavenly Emperor for a long time, and it is a face to the Heavenly Emperor to agree today.

Several gods left, the Heavenly Emperor snorted coldly, and the gods paused when they left.

The Emperor of Heaven continued to drink, but for some reason, he has been restless these days.

The Emperor of Heaven looked up, and the scene of discussing with Sanqing back then came to his mind. His eyes gradually deepened, and he looked down at the gods on the other side.

"Go take a look at the current situation in the world, and see how the Conferred God is going?"

The few gods bowed their hands and left without a single complaint.It's not how loyal they are to the Emperor of Heaven, but that they have been numb after living aimlessly all these years.

The two groups of gods were in front of each other, and after less than half an hour, they met.

They nodded and greeted each other, and now their words were less and less.

The two groups of people continued to fly down, and one of them took out the wine bottle and said with a sudden smile: "As expected, it's the wine I've stored for 300 years. It's delicious, but it's easy to get drunk!"

"Yes!" Another person said with emotion, "I recently got a new bed, which is made of ancient ice jade, so I can sleep comfortably and have sweet dreams easily."

"Hahaha..." Suddenly someone laughed, "Look at our muddled appearance now, I don't know what this immortality has become? Sometimes I really want to die and be free in the next life."

"Hmph!" Someone sarcastically said, "The imprint of the immortal has been stamped into your soul. No matter how you escape, even if you are reincarnated, you will only bear the name of the immortal, and you have to sit here In heaven?"

Another person sighed: "The Battle of the Conferred Gods? Heh, how many people are going to be his slaves again? This god is not as good as a mortal! See the world for him, what do you see? Why don't you just go back and make up some nonsense about the scene?" Beautiful?"

Everyone was talking and laughing, but they came to the edge of the Milky Way with dull eyes.

Someone glanced at the Milky Way and was suddenly stunned.

"This... When did the world have such a beautiful fairy?"

"Huh?" All the gods looked at it one after another.

Seeing the other party in white clothes and light dust, his gestures were chic and easy-going, he held a few bright pearls with aura and handed them to Zhinu with a smile on his eyes.

Zhinu sewed clothes while talking to the young man in white. She had gentle eyes and laughed heartily from time to time.

The gods were suddenly in a trance, but it has been hundreds of years, whoever sees Zhinu is depressed and always looks sad. What kind of happy event happened today to make her so happy?

After they regained their composure, they turned their attention to the young man again.

When they first looked at each other, they only felt that the other party's breath was clear, which made people feel better after just one glance.But if they looked at the ground for a long time, they also gradually discovered the uniqueness of the youth.

Suddenly there was a divine way: "Do you see what cultivation level the man in front is? I, a golden fairy, can't see through it!"

"What?" The gods were shocked.

Another god with a higher cultivation base looked at him, "I can't see through even a big Luo Jinxian!"

"This……"

The gods were horrified.

"Could it be that he is a mortal? That's not right, I see that he has some aura in him, if he is really a mortal, how did he go to heaven?!"

"What kind of cultivation is that?"

Several gods stood here for a long time, how could Zisheng not notice it, he bent his eyes and glanced at the gods.

For a moment, the gods felt that there was spiritual energy rushing towards them. It was obviously a dark galaxy, as if there was an auspicious light shining all over their foreheads. They sweated a lot on their foreheads and smelled the lotus fragrance. An insurmountable sense of oppression pervaded around them.

Most of them are disciples of teaching and teaching, and naturally they have seen saints.Although the feeling is different this time, the momentum is very similar.

They suddenly thought of the vision of heaven and earth not long ago, that a saint was born in the world!Everyone was in a cold sweat.

A god stepped forward, his tone was naturally low, and he said respectfully: "I don't know the name of the venerable?"

Zi Sheng's attitude was modest, and he returned the courtesy, "I don't have a dharma title, I am the regent of Yin Shang..."

As soon as this remark came out, the galaxy became silent.

All the gods looked at each other in blank dismay, and the gods who were originally sent to the world to investigate the situation were even more paralyzed.

This... the world seems to have changed?

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Xiqi.

When Jiang Ziya received the letter, only the first line could be read clearly, and the second line was clearly written, but it was blurred. No matter how he read it, he couldn't know what the second line was written on.

On the third day of his dispatch, the second line of the letter was finally readable.

[Kill or take away the pot of lotus in the king's hand. ]

Jiang Ziya clenched the letter tightly, and he immediately told the Daoxing Tianzun who was going to help out this time.

"Senior brother, let someone remove the pot of lotus from the king's hand before fighting."

Fajue flew into the air and lit up, and after a while, a familiar and steady voice came from his ear.

"Zi Ya, senior brother understands."

The magic formula was destroyed, Jiang Ziya bowed his head in thought, and he twisted another formula to call the Taoist Cihang.

"Senior brother, the king of men came to attack the city. I'm afraid senior brother Daoxing won't be able to deal with it, so I'm begging senior brother this time."

After a while, a female voice came from the air.

"Zi Ya, don't worry, even if senior brother dies, we must protect Chan Jiao."

Jiang Ziya was relieved, and suddenly there was a quarrel behind him.He looked down and saw a family under the city wall who were cursing.

"Who is enough for such a small amount of food? The elders of my family are all starving and thin!"

"Look at what you said, if you have the ability to farm the land!"

"Bah! The food is ours, why should we let us farm?!"

Jiang Ziya moved his eyelashes and pursed his lips.

After receiving Jiang Ziya's words, Daoxing Tianzun thought for a while. He lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked out at the vast plain. The army was on its way.

He waved his hand and called his apprentice Xue Ehu.

"Master!" Xue Ehu bowed his head and cupped his hands.

Daoxing Tianzun said "Yes", he bowed his head and said to Xue Ehu: "You can sneak to the King of Kings with a cloud. There is a lotus flower beside him. I like it very much. If you can destroy it, destroy it. If you can't destroy it, you have to bring it back. Remember, it must be fast!"

"Yes, master!" After saying that, Xue Ehu waved his hand, and a cloud flew over, and he rode on the cloud and flew towards the distance.

After the army rested in the city for a day, the city lord specially invited the best maikos in the city to see the king off, and ordered people to prepare wine and food to entertain the king.

Zishou hugged the lotus and walked to the main seat among the bows of the crowd. He went up the steps step by step. When he saw the seat in the center, he paused and waved: "Bring another chair! "

Everyone looked at each other and didn't know why, but they still obeyed the king.

The servant was about to move the chair, when Zishou suddenly interjected, "Move it higher, preferably at the same height as the table!"

Everyone was puzzled, but who would dare not listen to the king's order?After a while, the servants came in a hurry carrying chairs.

Zishou pulled his chair to the left to leave some space on the side.The servants' hearts skipped a beat, and they were immediately frightened.

This is the king?

Zi Shou frowned, everyone noticed that the king was displeased, so how could they dare to dawdle?

The chair was finally placed next to Zi Shou's chair, and in the panic of everyone, Zi Shou put the lotus in his hand on the chair.

Everyone barely stopped, looking at the potted flower with even more surprise.

The singing and dancing sounded, and the scene eased down.

The city lord came forward with a wine glass to offer respect to the king. Zi Shou liked to drink, so he raised his wine glass with a smile. At this moment, the lotus flower on the side suddenly swayed, attracting everyone's attention.

Zishou narrowed his eyes and pinched the lotus with his right hand, "Don't worry about it, it doesn't have a long mouth, so it can still reprimand Gu Chengcheng?" He laughed out loud after speaking.

Little Qinglian: ...

Not only that, Zishou even dipped a few drops of wine with his chopsticks and fed it to Xiao Qinglian.

Little Qinglian: ...

It is not very harmful and extremely insulting.

Zishou deliberately raised his wine glass in front of Xiao Qinglian, and raised his eyebrows at Xiao Qinglian.

However, at this moment, Xiao Qinglian suddenly bent, its stem is still quite long, but it usually likes to shrink into the flower pot.

It straightened up suddenly and hit Zishou with a flower bud.

"Bang! Boom! Boom—"

Crowd: ...

They shrank their necks subconsciously and stepped back.Anyone who knows the king well knows that the king has a bad temper, and no one in the world dares to offend the king.

But at this time, Zishou grabbed Xiao Qinglian directly, and he pulled Xiao Qinglian away, so Xiao Qinglian couldn't hit him now.

Little Qinglian: ...

Zishou laughed again.

But he still gave Xiao Qinglian a lot of face, and put Xiao Qinglian directly on the table in front of him, now Xiao Qinglian was closer to him.

Xiao Qinglian held up the bud, but Zishou laughed at it, "Smashing Gu? Just a few petals of yours? They are not as strong as a court man to tickle Gu."

Little Qinglian: ...

Pooh!It's so blind with its golden finger!

Although Zishou liked to play jokes with Xiao Qinglian, he really stopped drinking.

He picked up a few fish for Xiao Qinglian, and poked the bulging petals, "You are already fat, so I'm afraid I won't get mad at you again, what if you blow up?"

Little Qinglian: ...

After the maiko finished dancing, several well-known storytellers in the city came up to talk a few paragraphs. The whole afternoon was lively, but there was a man staring at him all the time.

He took a bite of the fish, his eyes suspicious.

"Xiao Qinglian..." he murmured, "It looks similar, but it seems to be far from it?"

At night, just after taking a bath, Zishou was lazily walking in the yard with Xiao Qinglian in his arms.

The courtyard exudes the fragrance of flowers and leaves, accompanied by the singing of cicadas, and the moonlight clearly illuminates the gaps in the stone slabs.

He took a few steps forward, stopped suddenly, turned his head to look at a corner, "What are you doing?"

Breathing and footsteps sounded in the originally silent courtyard, and the city lord approached flatteringly with a small gold basin in his arms, "Your Majesty, I have no intention of passing by here..."

While listening, Zi Shou focused his eyes on the golden basin in the arms of the city lord.

"What is this?" His voice was low.

The city lord shrunk his neck, hugged the golden basin and said: "My parents have been away for ten years, and in two days it will be the anniversary of my parents' death, so I specially ordered someone to make a golden basin, so that I can use the golden basin to serve my parents in the future." fragrant."

Zishou listened, his eyes became more and more interested, he lowered his head and stared at the golden basin and said, "This basin is exquisitely crafted and the patterns are fresh."

When the city lord heard the king praised his basin, he was also happy, "Your Majesty has good eyesight, this basin has specially invited thirteen good painters in the city to paint this pattern after a month of hard work. I don't know every pattern. How many strokes have you drawn behind your back?"

Zi Shou laughed, "It's so wonderful."

The city lord also laughed, "Yes, these gold ministers have been saving for a long time, and the craftsmen have tempered them many times, so they are refined and pure!"

Zishou laughed, "It's so wonderful."

The city lord also laughed, "It's so wonderful."

Zishou laughed again, "It's so wonderful."

The city lord seemed to have noticed something, he looked down at his golden basin, his smile gradually froze.