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

Zisheng planted some spies in Xiqi, and the spies were keenly aware of the food quantity problem, so they hurriedly reported the news back.

As soon as Zisheng saw the words "seems to be inexhaustible", Han Dulong instantly appeared in his mind.

Han Dulong's existence is not high, and he is not as famous as Yang Jian Nezha and others.He is a disciple of Daoxing Tianzun, one of the twelve golden immortals under Yuanshi Tianzun's seat. The highlight of his life is to send Xiqi a rice bucket to help him solve the problem of food and grass.

In the eyes of readers, Han Dulong is a cannon fodder, not strong enough, and many people don't even remember his name.

His method of death was also extremely cannon fodder. Han Dulong was sent by Taoist Ran Deng to try out the formation when Jiejiao set up the Ten Absolute Formation, and finally died in the formation.

Zisheng read the word "Han Dulong" lightly, but was overheard by Zishou who was handling official duties with him.

"Who is Han Dulong?" Zishou asked Zisheng while handling official business.He flipped through the memorials under his hand, seeing that the people were getting better and better, and he felt much happier.

Zishou pulled Zisheng over and rubbed Zisheng's face hard.

"Zisheng has done a good job. With Zisheng here, Yin Shang will become stronger and stronger!"

Zisheng was pinched so much that his saliva almost drooled.

"Han Dulong is a disciple of Daoxing Tianzun, this time he probably sent rice buckets under the order of his master..."

"What rice bucket?" Zishou stopped.

Zisheng swallowed his saliva in one gulp, and after thinking about it, he told Zishou most of the things.

The hall fell silent, and the palace people shrank their necks in fear.I don't know if it's because the weather has turned cold recently, the hall is getting colder and colder.

Someone finally couldn't stand up anymore, couldn't hold back his legs and fell down, and the rest of them knelt together into a large group.

Zi Shou laughed, and he leaned on the king's chair with Zi Sheng in his arms.

The king's chair was still a reclining chair, and Zishou shook Zisheng in his arms, and every time he shook it, there was a soft "squeak" in the quiet hall.

The palace people's nerves were tense.

Zishou put his horn on the desk for handling official documents, and after shaking it forward for the last time, he kicked off the desk with a sudden kick!

Zishou touched Zisheng's head and laughed, "Then what kind of food do we grow? Just grab the rice bucket!"

Zisheng looked at the falling hair and lamented. He raised his head, and his head happened to touch Zishou's chin.

"Brother Wang, where in the world can there be inexhaustible things? If the rice bucket can be used at will without any consequences, Zisheng will try his best to snatch it. Zisheng is afraid ...that rice bucket has cause and effect."

Zisheng is a modern person, he believes in the law of conservation of matter, how can there be things that appear out of thin air in this world?

Once anything is equated with infinity, it will be a devastating bug.

However, if Xiqi took food from Yin Shang...

A sharp light flashed through Zisheng's always clear black eyes.

If the food was taken from the Shang Dynasty, his soul would disappear after his death, and he would have to bite his flesh and bones.

Zi Shou's breath calmed down a bit, and his eyes were deep and bottomless.

He suddenly asked in a low voice: "Why do these gods only help Xiqi?"

Zisheng paused for a moment, he didn't know how to tell his brother Wang that the Yin and Shang dynasties were over.

Zishou didn't continue to ask, but just held his hand tightly, and a low laugh came out for a moment.

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On Kunlun Mountain, Yuanshi Tianzun whispered: "Zisheng..."

Taishang Laojun also pursed his lips, and he sighed, "So that's how it is."

Yuanshi Tianzun frowned, "This little Yin Shang king is not involved in cause and effect, and I don't know where it came from."

"The biggest variable in the Battle of the Conferred Gods." Taishang Laojun said softly.

The little apprentice who has been observing the world affairs said: "The little king of the Yin Shang is very good at life, and he has the ability to bring the Yin Shang back to life. Let alone the food, he made the Yin merchants full and rich in only half a year."

Speaking of food, Yuanshi Tianzun looked at his disciple, Daoxing Tianzun.

"Have you sent someone to send you a bucket of rice?"

Daoxing Tianzun saluted respectfully, "Yes, the disciple sent Han Dulong to send Mi Dou to Xiqi."

Taishang Laojun shook his head disapprovingly.

"Although rice bucket can solve the urgent need for food, it is only drinking poison to quench thirst. What it consumes is the future harvest of the Zhou Dynasty..."

Daoxing Tianzun bowed his head and said: "The disciple has explained to Han Dulong that King Wen and King Wu are people who have a sense of proportion, and they must not be tradeable."

Taishang Laojun then withdrew his gaze.

The little disciple was a little puzzled, and he asked in a low voice: "If the little king of Yin Shang has managed Yin Shang well, then wouldn't this battle be unnecessary? Xiqi's master is unknown, if he fights rashly, he will be cast aside by the world."

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't answer the little disciple, but looked towards the sky, "What are you going to Zixiao Palace for?"

Taishang Laojun closed his eyes, "Go and ask Taoist ancestor to reduce disasters for Yin and Shang. He was also afraid of being punished last time, so he dare not act rashly this time."

"The disaster can be brought down, but if we do it in vain, Tong Tian will probably blow Xiqi away. Isn't it necessary to bring down the two predestined disasters?"

Taishang Laojun nodded, "The battle of conferring the gods is not as simple as we imagined. It is a calamity, a battle between explaining and cutting off teachings, a battle between destiny and manpower, and it is also..."

His voice stopped, and Yuanshi Tianzun said calmly: "It is also a dispute between Master and the way of heaven."

Yuan Shi looked up at the sky, "The way of heaven is incomplete. If Xiqi wins, he will follow the way of heaven. Master can follow the heart of the Tao and follow the way of heaven. If Xiqi loses, the rules of heaven will also be changed."

I don't know who said the next words.

"Master should be eccentric, he put himself in the battle of the Conferred Gods..."

In Zixiao Palace.

The good fortune jade plate shone with blue light, and it spread out a changing picture scroll in the room.

[The earth was shaken, the mountains and rivers were broken, and countless people were displaced. ]

[Fate... The lifeline that should not have been broken was completely broken in this earthquake, and countless people died in advance. ]

The heavens shook, and there seemed to be a contradiction.

[What is conforming to the destiny? ]

During the vibration, the cyan light of the fortune jade plate became more intense.The jade plate flickered again, as if sensing a contradiction, the screen kept jumping.

In the end, the screen focused on the only variable in Fengshen.

It looked like a child.

The child's eyes were red as he grasped the memorial, and rubbed his fingers against the number representing human life on the memorial, until finally tears rolled down.

But not long after, the earthquake struck again, and the child hid in the blanket and cried bitterly.

Hongjun pursed his lips, Tiandao was also confused for a moment.

At this time, the voice of guiding the Taoist came from outside Zixiao Palace.

"Ancestor Dao, please invite me to see you."

The illusion was removed, nothing happened, and the child in the good fortune jade plate was still troubled by baldness.

Hongjun put down the jade plate and walked out alone.

Inside the room, the golden lotus pattern on the jade plate flickered slightly.

The child in the picture has already turned into a green lotus, but for some reason, the petals on the head of the green lotus withered, leaving only two-thirds of it.

The jade plate, which was originally a dead thing, suddenly had a shallow consciousness, but it was not a spiritual consciousness, and it was even weaker than the consciousness that had merged with Zisheng at the beginning.

[this is me……]

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"Ancestor Dao, the Yin and Shang Dynasties were destined to have two earthquakes. If you want to manipulate the earthquake, I hope that the ancestor Dao will approve it." The Taoist saluted Hongjun respectfully, bending his waist again and again.

Hongjun was stroking the petals, but said nothing.

"Ancestor of Daoism." The guiding Taoist recited again, and continued to bend down.

Hongjun recalled the jade plate, and upon hearing that, he said quietly: "I don't participate in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, but what about the hundreds of millions of lives destroyed by the two earthquakes?"

"Taoist...", the leading Taoist should not know how to reply.

Hongjun waved his sleeves and turned to leave, leaving only the fading purple back to guide him.

The leading Taoist didn't know whether Zu would agree, but he thought about it carefully.

If Daozu did not agree, he would definitely reject him face to face.

After receiving and leading the Taoist priest to make up his mind, he prepared to do something to Yin Shang.

On this side, Hongjun muttered softly.

"Things have cause and effect, if you can bear the cause and effect, then do it." After speaking, he closed his eyes and meditated.

After a long time, the good luck jade plate crawled out from nowhere.

It sneaks forward, moves, moves...

Zisheng had a dream. In the dream, he had more hair, but these hairs were made of 24 lotus petals.

Of course none of this matters.

The most important thing is that he dreamed that Yin Shang suffered two earthquakes in succession, causing countless casualties among the people...

Zisheng woke up suddenly, and when he realized it was a dream, he patted his chest quickly.

The lotus seed in his heart suddenly jumped, and Zisheng sensed something was wrong, so he quickly pinched his fingers and counted.

He couldn't calculate Yin Shang's fate, but he could vaguely see a cloud of black energy gradually enveloping Yin Shang.

Zisheng's heart beat violently.

Naturally, Zisheng did not dare to delay such a major event. After thinking about it, only Wen Taishi has a way to stop teaching.Zisheng didn't dare to delay, so he hurried to find Grand Master Wen.

Wen Taishi's heart sank when he heard what Zisheng said.Rather believe it than nothing, he immediately rode on the black unicorn and went to visit the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit first.

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Master Tongtian has not left the mountain for a long time, although his disciples vaguely felt that something important had happened, but their master did not say anything, and the disciples did not dare to take the initiative to speak out.

Tong Tian has a straight temper, he observes that his two elder brothers are not deceiving, and he also stands still.If the enemy does not attack us, I will not attack the enemy. This has always been the principle of Tongtian.

He has a Qingping Sword and the Four Swords of Zhuxian, so he often likes to practice swords in secret realms.

Suddenly, a female voice sounded from outside the secret.

"Master, I heard Zhong said that someone is going to harm Yin Shang..."

Qing Pingjian stopped suddenly, and Tong Tian walked out with big strides.

"How to harm Yin Shang?!"

The Holy Mother of Jinling bowed to him and said: "Yin Shang had two great catastrophes. I am afraid that someone will stack the two catastrophes together, leaving Yin Shang with no power to fight back."

Tongtian cut off the rock beside him with a sword, "So deceiving? How about I also stack the Xiqi Calamity and Tribulation together?"

The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit said: "Xiqi has been safe for a hundred years..."

Tong Tian paused, he pulled out his Qingping sword and sneered, "So what if there is no disaster? I want to see who has such courage!"

The Taoist guide gathered the power of natural disasters, and suddenly thunder surged.He flicked his sleeves down and rolled into Yin Shang with great force.

Suddenly, Juli was split by the sword light!

Taoist Jieyin sensed something was wrong, and saw Tongtian wearing a navy blue shirt pointing at him with the tip of Qingping sword.

"Tongtian, you..." The leading Taoist was horrified, and stepped back.

Tong Tian walked towards him step by step with his sword in hand, "Herring Yin Shang while I'm in seclusion? Do you think I'm already sitting down?"

The leading Taoist hurriedly moved back, but Tong Tian directly turned his wrist and stabbed the leading Taoist.

The Daoist who received and led him could not beat Tongtian, so he could only cast spells to escape when he saw this.

However, the leading Taoist directly hit the door of Tongtian's house, how could Tongtian spare him?If he didn't give the Taoist priest a lesson today, he might be bullied by Yin merchants.

For a moment, the gods of the entire Three Realms could see Tong Tian angrily slashing and receiving with Qingping sword.