The Heavens: Reborn Xu Zhu, Recognizing His Father at the Beginning

Chapter 269
"My father thought that the four great princes of the Yin and Shang dynasties, and the eight hundred princes who worshiped from all over the world, were already a prosperous scene in the world. Hearing what Wang'er said today, my father couldn't help but feel excited."

The fingering avatar smiled and said in a low voice.

"If there is fate, we will meet each other someday. The leader of Tongtian sect is the head of all immortals, and the father is the supreme in the world. When the two sides meet, there must be countless words to talk about."

After the father and son chatted for a while, the paper figurine incarnation left.

Just as the paper figurine walked away, Di Yi pondered for a moment, then waved to a corner in the dark.

"Wang'er is young, and I am afraid that he will be deceived by the wild gods of the demon way. You should go and investigate quickly to see who the so-called master of Tongtian is."

After receiving the order, the guards retreated slowly, wisps of fragrance entered Di Yi's mouth and nose, nourishing his body.

Di Yi looked at the golden fruit in the incense burner, and wanted the maid to withdraw, but for some reason, he never spoke, only sighed silently.

A few days later, those who had been ordered by Emperor Yi to go returned without success.

The Jujiao education system is already overseas, not to mention that all people who have achieved success in cultivation go to learn from teachers.

Wanxian came to court Wanxian came to court, since it is Wanxian, it is doomed not to allow mortals to easily detect clues.Those who were sent out by Emperor Yi to inquire about the news naturally couldn't gain anything.

Spring goes and autumn comes, Vientiane is renewed.

Since the avatar of the paper figurine began to control the government, seven years have passed in the blink of an eye.

In the past seven years, except for the inexplicable death of his second brother Ziyan in his fiefdom, the entire Yinshang territory can be said to be in good weather, the country is peaceful and the people are safe.

In particular, the potatoes spread from the self-referring avatar fief gave the people within Chaoge an additional food to choose from.

Since then, the army in Chaoge has been expanding its recruitment year by year, and if the food and grass can keep up with the hearts of the people and the army, it will not be shaken.

Therefore, although Wen Zhong has been at war with barbarians, Rong and Di all year round for the past seven years, the number of lieutenants in the army has not decreased but increased, and even the original veterans have inexplicably become a lot stronger.

The reason for this still has to be counted on the avatar of the paper figurine.

Since his second brother Ziyan's fief was taken over by the paper figurine, relying on the good weather these years, that fief and Ye Wuxin's fief directly became a granary.

After Wen Zhong's expedition returned, the paper figurine incarnation also found an opportunity to pass on the martial arts secret books compiled and refined by him.

Although the martial arts cheats are not as good as the magic techniques of the gods, they are more popular than others. In addition to the batches of immortal beans specially made by him, it is naturally easy to cultivate a batch of martial arts masters.

In addition, Wen Zhong also reserved a group of manpower for him to operate secretly so that he could manage his fiefdoms.

In seven years, the Yin Shang army, which was originally less than 20, has reached 30, and all of them are strong and strong, with the momentum of sweeping the world.

In the middle of the night, in Chaoge City.

Emperor Yi lay on the couch, leisurely enjoying the service of his concubines and concubines.

As early as many years ago, Emperor Yi seemed to be half-retired, leaving most of the affairs in the court to the paper man incarnation.

On the other hand, he was recuperating his body in the royal palace, prolonging his life, and pursuing the way of longevity and long-term vision.

I have already enjoyed the rich and powerful in the world, so I naturally want to pursue that further longevity.With the incarnation of paper figurines pointing secretly, and with the assistance of a group of fairy fruits and apricots, Emperor Yi's old illness and dark wounds have long since receded.

Even the physique of an ordinary strong and strong man is definitely not comparable to that of Emperor Yi at this time.

Who would have expected that Emperor Yi, who had been lying in the arms of his concubine all night, suddenly got up, panting wildly, and spurted a mouthful of blood from the corner of his mouth.

The concubine beside her was pale, and hurriedly shouted to the maid guard outside the door.

"Come on, come on, come on! Your Majesty is vomiting blood, hurry up and tell the imperial physician!"

Without waiting for all the palace guards to pass on the imperial physician, they could only incarnate and hurried over with the imperial physician, with an extremely ugly look on their faces.

Seeing Prince Shou coming in person, the concubine straightened her clothes with self-knowledge, stepped aside and remained silent.

After the imperial doctor checked the pulse, his expression became very strange. After a long time, he knelt tremblingly in front of the paper figurine and kowtowed to plead guilty.

"The prince atones for his sins, but the old minister is incompetent, so he can't tell what the king's illness is."

The avatar of Zhiren took a deep breath, a coldness flashed in his eyes, and he couldn't help asking.

"Then why do you know why the father vomits blood? Could it be that too much mending caused too much to go too far?"

"I'm afraid this is not the problem here. Although the king vomited blood and fell into a coma, his body is like a mature man. Logically speaking, there should be nothing wrong with him at all."

After a while, many imperial physicians came from the medical hall and asked Emperor Yi about his pulse, but the conclusions they reached were exactly the same as the previous imperial physician.

Just as the paper figurine turned into a muttering voice, a familiar voice suddenly rang out.

"This is the Qi of Responding to Calamity. Heaven doesn't want you and me to create more variables, but the Qi of Calamity can't penetrate our whole body, so we have to respond to Emperor Yi."

The avatar of Zhiren turned his head slightly, and saw Ye Wuxin standing beside him in a silver dress, holding in his hand the traces of undetectable black misfortune seeping from Di Yi's body.

"Then how to heal?"

"Jie is a product of heaven and earth, how can it be healed? Even if a saint makes a move, he can only keep Jie Qi from getting close. How can he save others?"

"If it can be saved, why should Master Tongtian pay attention to opening the water, fire and wind, and reshaping the universe, and he will not hesitate to turn against the rest of the saints and end up in such an end."

Ye Wuxin looked at Emperor Yi with sighs, and he had some inexplicable understanding of the realm he was in.

The sanctified person is at ease, and he is always alone. Although he can protect himself in front of the way of heaven, he can never protect the people related to him.

"How about that?"

"After seven days, go and inform the princes of the Yin and Shang Dynasties to hold a big funeral and prepare to observe filial piety. After a few days, it will be the time for robbery."

As soon as these words came out, the paper figurine incarnation took a deep look at Ye Wuxin and couldn't help asking.

"Are you planning to do it in advance, so that you and Da Zizaitian can tamper with the heavenly secrets?"

Ye Wuxin said without looking back.

"Since everything has been prepared, there is no question of tampering or not. Sooner or later, the little poem will be presented on the premise of the Nuwa temple, so it's better to take advantage of it now."

"Before those saints don't discover my strength, catch them by surprise as soon as possible, and limit the war to ordinary people. In this way, Yin Shang can extend his life for another [-] years."

The paper figurine nods slightly, turns and leaves, leaving the imperial physician and Gong'e with puzzled faces behind.

Seven days later, news spread that Di Yi died of illness, and the last words Di Yi left for Wen Zhong also reached Wen Zhong's ears.

(End of this chapter)