The fairy father

The three Taoist immortals, Chi Jingjing, Golden Light Holy Mother, and Qin Wan, directly used escape techniques to escape.

Li Ping'an didn't want to speak at first;

But he really couldn't listen anymore.

Now that there is no threat from the Transcendents, he has given such a relaxed stage for the Great Tribulation Competition, and has also specially sent a total of 240 Heavenly Dao incarnations to both sides...

Are the two families just starting to play like this?

Chi Jingjing, Qin Wan, and the Golden Lady are all incarnations of themselves. According to them, they will go around the territory of each prince in the future, focusing on forming good relationships and investing extensively.

They will help whoever gains momentum.

If you do something outside the rules, isn't that cheating?

Li Ping'an took the initiative to show up, thinking of warning the two sects not to do anything unnecessary.

With the current conditions and rules, are they still dissatisfied with anything? Is there anything left to fight for or hide from?

These three uncles were quite familiar with each other. After recognizing Li Ping'an, they did not dare to say anything else and left in a hurry without giving them the gifts they were supposed to give.

It didn't matter that they were leaving, Ji Chang and a group of Xiqi ministers were dumbfounded.

Among the ministers who can serve in the Xibohou Mansion, which one is not a human spirit, and which one is a foolish person?

The three gods were targeting each other, and they saw it;

The gods all wanted to marry their Xibohou, and they saw it;

The Fourth Young Master suddenly spoke, his words were very harsh, and he even reprimanded the three gods. The three gods showed their magical powers and flashed in front of the Fourth Young Master. Then they looked at each other and immediately left.

Isn’t this the one who was scolded away by their Fourth Young Master?

The Fourth Young Master scolded the God away, and the God was extremely jealous of the Fourth Young Master. They then combined this with what they had heard before, that the Fourth Young Master could drink and play chess with the God in his sleep.

The ministers of Xibohou Mansion suddenly understood something.

The Fourth Young Master, Ji Dan, can communicate with the gods!

"Dan'er?"

Ji Chang's voice floated from the side.

Li Ping'an, who was in a daze, immediately agreed: "Hey! The child is here!"

He turned around the pile of grains and walked forward quickly, facing the hot and even fanatical gazes around him. When he arrived in front of Ji Chang, he lowered his head and saluted.

"Father, the child is here."

"Well," Ji Chang looked around, frowned and asked, "Do you know these gods?"

He winked at Ji Dan.

Li Ping'an laughed dumbly.

Father, what does this mean? Do you want him to answer yes or no?

After thinking for a moment, Li Ping'an sighed softly in his heart. This matter is quite complicated, mainly due to the complexity of Ji Chang himself.

Li Ping'an simply handed over his hands and said: "Back to father, the child seems to have met them in his dream."

"Oh?" Ji Chang's voice suddenly became much louder, "My son met them in his dream. No wonder, when these three gods saw that it was you, they left immediately... Can you still call them back? "

"This," Li Ping'an said with cupped hands, "the child is just a mortal, how can he call them back? If the father wants to see them, the child can just go and look for them in his dreams, and he will certainly be able to find them."

Ji Chang immediately said: "Don't search randomly, don't search randomly! This matter will be discussed later... Let me ask you, what do you do when you meet the gods in your dreams?"

"Play chess, drink, and chat."

Li Pingan smiled and said:

"They have a magic brew that makes children sleep for days if they drink it."

"Then what they said is really true?"

"Father, are you asking..."

"The so-called Shenting," Ji Chang's eyes were full of light. He took half a step forward, approached Li Ping'an, and whispered, "The Shenting is no longer there, and now the person in charge has changed, right?"

"seems like it."

Li Pingan said indifferently:

"The Divine Court has been replaced. Now it's called Heavenly Court or something."

It’s a mess.

As far as Li Ping'an knew, in the myths and stories of his hometown, heaven actually evolved slowly from the concept of God. This belief was nearly two thousand years away from King Wen of Zhou in history.

This is the sequelae of the detached teacher who created the world and made up myths.

Li Pingan said quickly: "Father, as far as I know, there are no gods directly in charge of this place. Heaven is a place where gods work together. They will not care about the affairs of the mortal world for the time being. They have more important things. To worry about.”

"Oh? Then what are they doing here today?"

"The child doesn't know this."

Li Pingan lowered his head to avoid Ji Chang's gaze.

The gaze was so hot that Li Pingan felt a little guilty.

"Hahaha!"

Ji Chang laughed a few times and said to the subjects beside him:

"The gods came to our Xiqi. Although they have no connection with me, they have a close relationship with my son. This is a blessing for me in Xiqi!

"Dan'er, later you will walk around our Xiqi territory to promote your virtues to our people!"

Patrolling the territory?

Li Ping'an hurriedly said: "Father, this is not allowed."

"Oh?" Ji Chang smiled, "Why not?"

Li Ping'an smiled and said: "In our family, we have an elder brother who is wise and talented, and a second brother who is extraordinary in martial arts. They are both legitimate sons. I am just the fourth son. I am lazy and lazy and don't like to be close to the people. Think about it, I am lazy and lazy, and even gods think I can follow him. They are having fun together, how can they patrol Xiqi on behalf of their father and elder brother?"

Ji Chang looked at the young man in front of him carefully with a bit of astonishment in his eyes.

He looked at it for a long time, and suddenly laughed with his hands clapping, his laughter was a little relieved and happy.

He said: "Okay, I'll listen to you! From now on, you can play freely in our house, you can drink and have fun, and you can keep singing girls!"

"Thank you, father!"

Li Ping'an sighed slightly in his heart.

Ji Chang was in a good mood, and walked towards the road with his hands behind his back, and he didn't cut millet here.

A group of subjects immediately rushed up and surrounded the young Ji Dan to ask questions.

Li Ping'an almost talked dry just to deal with these "fanatics".

...

It was late at night.

Li Ping'an sat on the roof of the attic in the corner of the New Xibohou Mansion, looking at the twinkling stars in the sky, quietly thinking about how to deal with the follow-up.

He didn't know whether he should tighten the matter of the Conferred God Tribulation.

After all, this was what he promised.

And to be honest, Li Ping'an felt guilty in his heart, and this guilt was unavoidable and difficult to get rid of.

It's just... He always felt that everything he enjoyed now was accompanied by a kind of sin that was difficult to wash away, and it was all done by another father so that he could survive.

He could shamelessly say that he didn't know.

But he was a vested interest, and it was the old man Wangri who saved him from serious injury, otherwise it was actually only his current father Li Dazhi who completed the journey.

'Forget it, let them do whatever they want, as long as there is no big mess. '

Li Pingan shook his head.

He did not mobilize a large number of people to preach to the Chan and Jie sects, just as if he had not seen these small actions of the Chan and Jie sects.

He even felt that the two sects would most likely... not use the incarnation of the Heavenly Dao and end directly.

The possibility of this happening is not low.

The night breeze was blowing, and Li Pingan had almost finished the sake in his hand.

"Dan'er... Dan'er?"

"Hmm?" Li Pingan turned his head and looked down, but saw Xibo Hou Jichang, who was wearing a gray linen robe, standing behind a rockery and waving to Li Pingan.

"Father!"

"Hush!" Ji Chang made a gesture to silence.

Li Ping'an subconsciously wanted to turn over and jump down, but just as he was about to move, he remembered that his incarnation had little magic power. In order to practice the Way of All Living Beings, he even took back the power of immortal consciousness.

"I'm coming!"

Li Ping'an trotted on the roof and climbed down the wooden ladder.

He also found that the palace soldiers who were patrolling around before, as well as those maids, were now gone.

He hurried to the back of the rockery and saw several gaps covered by the rockery.

Ji Chang looked around and lifted a stone slab with some effort, revealing a slanted downward passage. There were water diversion channels and rainwater collection designs on the edge of the passage, and below was a passage lit by glowing spirit stones.

"Let's go, keep quiet."

"Hey," Li Ping'an agreed, and he was a little curious in his heart.

Then he followed Ji Chang down here, and did not forget to close the stone slab after entering.

The ventilation design inside is really good.

Li Pingan sighed in his heart, and then remembered the cellar that Ji Chang had built in the old Xibohou Mansion a few years ago.

He observed carefully and found that there should be a road leading to the Xibohou Mansion.

For mortals, this is a big project.

Then he saw more than a dozen neatly arranged bones at the end of a corridor...

"They are slaves who built the tunnel here," Ji Chang sighed, "There is no way, we can't let them leave. Although I have thought about cutting off their tongues, I still feel uneasy in the end, so I can only do this."

Li Pingan asked in a low voice: "Why did father build this place?"

"Of course it is to hide from others."

Ji Chang smiled bitterly and bowed to these bones.

Li Pingan always felt that this scene was a bit ironic.

The murderer bowed to the murdered, and then the murderer felt that this was worthy of the murdered... Well, in the current mundane etiquette, Ji Chang, the Xibohou, bowed to the slaves, which was enough to explain to them.

Ji Chang turned around and said, "Come here, I'll take you to see something."

Li Ping'an had roughly guessed what Ji Chang wanted to take him to see.

Sure enough, a larger and more complex wall engraved with King Wen's sixty-four hexagrams, illuminated by several braziers, caught Li Ping'an's eye.

There were more than a dozen huge wooden frames on both sides of the wall.

Ji Chang seemed to have aged a few years. He touched the wall with his fingers, sighed softly, and murmured:

"If there are no gods, what are these of mine? What are these that I have been thinking about day and night? My son, can you tell me? Did I really fail to communicate with the gods before?"

Li Ping'an thought quietly, and didn't know how to answer for a while.

Ji Chang slowly leaned his cheek against the stone wall and murmured softly:

"Fortunately, the three of them are not gods, but immortals. They are just playing by themselves.

"How can gods communicate with mortals? Even a mortal king should be small and humble in front of the gods, and should prostrate himself to pay homage to the gods.

"Dan'er, do you know, do you know?"

Li Ping'an asked calmly: "What do I know?"

"Do you know how shocked I was when I first entered Chaoge City?"

Ji Chang narrowed his eyes slightly, his dejected figure left the wall, slowly walked to the bookcase beside him, and sat in the chair.

The firelight illuminated his face and the ravines of his wrinkles.

Ji Chang murmured:

“That was when I was as old as Faer. At that time, I was also agile and good at archery.

“I led a group of Qiang people to Chaoge City. Because Chaoge City urged us to go, we traveled day and night, and 20% of the Qiang people died.

“Fortunately, the sacrifice was not delayed, and the Qiang people were sent there.

“I was also very tired, but when I came to my senses, I turned my head and saw... guess what I saw?”

Several pictures appeared in Li Pingan's mind, and then he shook his head and asked: "What?"

“Hundreds of people! Hundreds of people!”

Ji Chang's voice became a little trembling, and his body was also shaking slightly:

“Hundreds of people were stripped of their clothes, washed clean, and hung up, lined up and hung up, and then hundreds of butchers stepped forward and began to bleed and dismantle them.

"I was terrified, you know? I really was. I didn't dare to move, I just looked up.

"It turned out that the Qiang people were sent here to be slaughtered, just like those cattle, sheep, pigs and dogs, no, worse than them.

"The sacrifice began... I didn't even know when the sacrifice began. I was dragged to change into a formal dress, followed behind your grandfather, walked among a group of ministers, and watched the king, the king who was not tall, walk up the stairs step by step to the highest point, praying to the sky, asking the ancestors for protection.

"Those human sacrifices that were originally slaughtered were placed here as sacrifices.

"You know, when I close my eyes now, I see these pictures, they turn over and over, over and over, like a nightmare that I can't wake up from.

"Later I found out... they are all the same."

"They? "Li Ping'an was a little puzzled.

Ji Chang sighed: "That's right, the larger princes, the princes who guarded the border for the king, are all the same, they all had similar experiences, and were shocked by this picture. The king wanted us to be afraid and terrified, and then, suddenly one day, I received your grandfather's coffin at home, opened the coffin... He was like a human sacrifice, disassembled into pieces, and was sent to me, and then the king's messenger told me that from today on, I am the new Xibo Hou..."

Li Ping'an nodded slightly.

Ji Chang looked up at him, with an extremely complicated look in his eyes.

He whispered:

"You know, Dan'er, I actually never dared to think about how to ask for an explanation for your grandfather. Your grandfather did not rebel. He fought for the King of Shang and expanded the territory for the Shang people. In the end, this is the end. I don't accept it! But I dare not disobey!

"Before today, I have been thinking, thinking, thinking, thinking, how did the Shang people communicate with the gods in the sky?

"In the entire Shang Kingdom, only the king knows how to communicate with the gods. Is it possible that this is false? Did the Shang king say this deliberately to deceive us and scare us?

"In fact, I am not the only one who thinks so. They all think so.

"Then, I began to secretly learn their sacrificial methods and study the steps of human sacrifice. "

Li Pingan was stunned.

He thought of the dozen white bones.

That might not be the craftsman who repaired the cellar...

Ji Chang smiled bitterly: "But I can't communicate with the gods at all, and my divination is always wrong. Every time I think I have found a pattern, I find that the pattern is wrong. There is no trace to be found. There is really no trace to be found. Look at these hexagrams! These inscriptions! I really found some patterns, but these patterns have nothing to do with the gods! I can even predict when it will rain and when it will be windy, and most of the time it is accurate! "

Li Pingan nodded secretly.

The sixty-four hexagrams secretly correspond to the numbers of heaven.

"Alas," Ji Chang seemed relieved, "I just learned today that the gods are long gone, gone! Hahaha! Hahaha! No one is protecting the King of Shang anymore! Their ancestors, the ancestors they have always worshipped, are gone!"

He laughed for a long time, then looked at Li Pingan with a complicated look.

Ji Chang whispered: "Dan'er, I need to ask you a few questions, and you must answer me truthfully."

"Otherwise, father will kill the child, right?"

Li Pingan responded with a smile.

Ji Chang was slightly startled, and the dagger hidden in his sleeve shrank a little deeper.