Journey to the Heavens from Wudang

No one said anything along the way.

Because Di Xin's last words were somewhat scary.

Zhang Yange could only say, "Below the saints, I am invincible!"

Yang Jian had reminded him not to say this everywhere.

This Emperor Xin directly said that he could kill the saint!

But everyone seemed to agree with what Di Xin said, and that guy seemed to really have this ability.

"Brother Zhang, how strong is King Zhou?" Yang Jian still wanted to know more about King Zhou.

Although they all clearly watched this battle just now.

But no matter what, it can't be felt as carefully as Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange thought for a while and said, "Even if my energy recovers, I have no confidence that I can beat him!"

This sentence is enough.

"The strength of King Zhou comes from the luck of the Human Emperor. He became here, but he will die here in the end." Jiang Ziya felt that his morale was a little low and said quickly.

They left Chaoge calmly along the way and headed for Xiqi.

"Uncle Jiang, should you go directly to Xibohou when you arrive in Xiqi?" Nezha asked.

"No! I need to keep observing." Jiang Ziya said while washing the clay pot.

This is the rule set by Huo Ling'er.

If you are new to chicken soup, you have to wash the pots!
"But didn't Uncle Jiang say that Xibohou is the Lord of the Ming Dynasty?" The last time Xiqi sent food to help the people in Chentangguan, Nezha kept thinking about Ji Chang's kindness.

"Don't you understand? If you go to find someone else, they won't take it seriously. You have to ask someone to beg you!
Only in this way will people take you seriously if you make suggestions in the future. "Huo Ling'er stared at Jiang Ziya washing the clay pot.

Jiang Ziya smiled bitterly, it was so good to teach the little girl this time, I really wanted to take out the magic whip and thank her.

"Uncle Jiang, are my parents on the list of gods?" Nezha asked.

This is what he has been worried about.

He was worried that because of the consequences he had caused, his parents would all be listed on the list of gods.

Like Yang Jian, he got on by himself.

But if this affects his family, Nezha really can't accept it.

"I don't know." Jiang Ziya smiled wryly. "It stands to reason that the person on the list was chosen by the Emperor of Heaven, Empress Nuwa, and the saints of the three religions.

But the list of gods has been agitated several times for no reason in the past few days.I was in Chaoge at the time and I didn’t dare to open it at will. "

"Can you open it now and take a look?" Nezha asked next.

Jiang Ziya put down the clay pot, "I couldn't do it originally, but now I'll just take a look."

He used to be a bit worried about the list of gods, but after opening it today, he was not so careful.

But Jiang Ziya seemed to have forgotten that the last time he opened it, someone promised that he would be responsible for any changes.

But this time the man had no such commitment.

At this moment, Zhang Yange was sitting on a stone, and in front of him was the assembled seventh day of the lunar month.

The injury on his shoulder has completely healed.

Seeing that Zhang Yange had a shoulder injury, Yang Jian took over the task of chopping chicken.

"Yang Jian, the size of the chicken nuggets must be exactly the same." Huo Ling'er said worriedly.

"I understand." Yang Jian nodded.

"You must also follow the texture of the muscles." Huo Ling'er continued.

Yang Jian put down the knife, "Either you do it!"

Huo Ling'er asked Niu Er to follow him. This guy was still far from being a master.

So Huo Ling'er silently shut up.

After Yang Jian chopped ten chickens, he was sweating profusely.

"I'm not as good as Brother Zhang." He looked at the chicken nuggets and said.

Zhang Yange glanced at it and said, "It's barely enough."

"Zhang Yange, if you are reluctant to part with Chu Qi, go to Biyou Palace with me and let Master refine it again.

I don’t know how he made this sword.

It was broken at the critical moment. One of your chicken wings... your arm was almost chopped off by Di Xin. "Huo Ling'er is still thinking about Huo Hou.

I almost called my arms like chicken wings... Zhang Yange smiled and said, "It's not your fault, Master, it's my fault!
The soul of this sword is gone, so I won’t mess with it anymore. "

Zhang Yange used his true energy to reorganize the sword, and stood under the moon to practice a set of sword techniques.

"How come this sword technique is as slow as his boxing technique?" Huo Ling'er asked curiously.

Niu Er said without turning his eyes, "Master, that is the great road!"

"Well, my chicken soup is also a great way." Huo Ling'er replied.

The last sword stabbed out.

The seventh day of the seventh lunar month was broken into pieces again. Zhang Yange found a place, dug a big hole and buried the seventh day of the seventh day in it...

"Drink chicken soup." Huo Ling'er called to Zhang Yange's back.

Zhang Yange waved to Chu Qi’s graveyard, turned around and said with a smile, “I’m here!”

"Sing the chicken soup first. After drinking the chicken soup, I will open the list of gods." Jiang Ziya said to Nezha.

"Yeah." Nezha also felt that drinking chicken soup was more important.

After drinking the chicken soup, everyone sat together.

Even Zhang Yange is curious about what this list of gods looks like.Guang Guang had been fighting with Di Xin before, so he didn't see clearly what the Gods List looked like.

Jiang Ziya took out the list of gods.

"Huh?" Zhang Yange was slightly surprised.

Everyone looked at him, and Zhang Yange said quickly, "I remembered something else."

Why does this list of gods look so much like my Zhenwu Demon Suppression Picture?

After arriving here, Zhang Yange never took out the Zhenqi Demon Suppression Picture.

Mainly because I was worried that the picture would cause trouble.

He is now very glad that he did not take it out, otherwise he would really get into trouble.

"I'm not going to lie to you, when I first got the list of gods, I just thought it was a piece of art." Jiang Ziya said with a smile.

He said and gently unfolded the list of gods.

Nezha looked at the names on the list, but most of the names on the list were shrouded in fog and could not be seen clearly at all.

"Wahahahaha!" Bai Jian stepped down from the list of gods.

At this moment, he was wearing a jade dragon armor, and he finally looked a bit like Emperor Xuanyuan's commander-in-chief.

From then on, Nezha looked at the names on the list of gods and didn't care about anything else.

The more Zhang Yange looks at the list of gods, the more it looks like his own Zhenwu Zhenyu map.

"Is there any more chicken soup?" Bai Jian asked, licking his face.

"No more!" Huo Ling'er said bluntly.

It was just one person, so she and Zhang Yange naturally didn't have to limit their resources.

But Zhang Yange usually doesn't eat it after one bowl.

"It's a bit late to come out." Bai Jian said with a smile. “But it feels really good to be on the list!

Mr. Jiang, I am going to go to Xiqi to supervise the construction of the God-conferring Platform. "

Once he was on the list of gods, he understood his responsibilities.

If this god-conferring platform is not built well, none of the gods on the god-conferring list will be able to ascend to heaven.

"Go, Xibo Hou Jichang should have known about this a long time ago. If you explain it to him, he will naturally list you." Jiang Ziya said with a smile.

Bai Jian nodded.

Just when he was about to leave, something unexpected happened!

A puff of black smoke rolled up the list of gods!
Everyone present, including the dog and the cow, didn't notice it.

Jiang Ziya quickly grabbed the Fengshen Bang.

Yang Jian and Nezha directly hit the black smoke.

Jiang Ziya took advantage of the situation and pulled the Investiture of Gods into his arms.

Chi!

The list of gods has been torn apart! (end of this chapter)