This is Fengshen, what's the use of hard work

Chapter 24 The Great Merchant Conferred God Project
Longde Palace.

Qishui River God Feng Jiu, was released from the Prison of the Primordial Emperor.

As soon as Feng Jiu appeared, she saw that bad old man who made her hate it to the bone.

"Wen Zhong!"

Feng Jiu's anger rose, and her willow eyebrows stood on end!

"Old man!"

In an instant!

The heavenly breath swept all directions from her body, and the faces of all the officials in the hall suddenly turned pale.

"Phoenix!?"

Wen Zhong was so frightened that his beard swelled out of anger, he let out a loud drink, his whole body surged with mana, and he stood still under the coercion of the celestial being!

The male and female whips under the knees turned into two flood dragons in an instant, one yin and one yang, hovering around Wen Zhong's body, and roared up to the sky, and the two dragons from the fairyland soared into the sky, resisting Feng Jiu's aura!
"Didn't you be cut off by the old man, and your soul flew away?"

Wen Zhong struggled to support and exclaimed.

Although, the image of this nine-headed divine bird is like two different people, and the cultivation level is very different!

However, the power of incense on her body has not changed, nor has her demonic aura!
"You actually stepped into the realm of a fairy!!"

"how can that be?"

"How many days have you been dead?"

Wen Zhong looked at Zishou, he didn't know why the nine-headed divine bird was resurrected, and he didn't know how she could cross the earth immortal and directly prove the heavenly immortal in just half a month.

But Wen Zhong is sure that this person's resurrection is definitely related to the king.

really.

"Snapped!"

Just when Wen Zhong was about to lose his hold, a slender and white slap suddenly appeared in the air.

A slap on Feng Jiu's head.

The phoenix-eyed angel, like a broken wheel, was blown away by a slap, knocked over the screen in the hall, and smashed into the bluestone slab.

puff……

Before Wen Zhong recovered from the shock of Feng Jiu's appearance, he was startled by the slap and spit out a mouthful of saliva, spraying Wei Ziqi all over his face.

Simultaneously.

He felt the pressure all over his body go away, and he sat on the ground with a puff.

Wen Zhong's chest rose and fell, his mouth opened wide, and he stared blankly at the strange king in front of him.

Zishou shook his hand.

A faint voice came down.

"This is the lonely Longde Hall, why are you so arrogant?"

"Forgot my identity."

As the warden of the Primordial Prison, he can instantly deprive prisoners of all abilities and turn Feng Jiu into an ordinary person.

But he didn't expect that with his peak martial arts strength, he slapped this guy, and his hand hurt so much.

As expected of a fairy, the head is really hard.

"Yes, sorry..."

Feng Jiu lost all her mana, and she pulled her head out with all her strength. She felt that Zi Shou's eyes could control her life and death at any time, so she couldn't help lowering her head, revealing a touch of fairness, and sincerely apologized.

"Go back."

After Zishou's voice fell, Feng Jiu immediately felt the mana revived in her body, stepped out, flew to Zishou's side, and stood respectfully beside her.

Wen Zhong was still in a dazed state at this time.

The old wrinkles are full of question marks.

"Your Majesty...what's going on here?"

Let's not talk about how the nine-headed divine bird came back to life suddenly, just talk about your slap just now.

You are a mortal, even if you have the protection of national fortune, it is only a passive defense.

When can I take the initiative?

What's more, the majestic celestial being is so helpless to fight back after being beaten?

Celestials!
Freed from the shackles of the earth!

Soaring recklessly for nine days, you can enter the sky beyond the clouds, and you can enter the nether world.

Reaching this realm, one can open up a blessed land of immortals with a wave of hands in the void of the outer world!
If it is Sanxian!

Every celestial being can be at ease, set up a teaching and accept disciples.

Become a god!
A god may not be a god.

The gods are the gods who really control one side!

There is only one word difference between gods and gods, but there is a world of difference, the difference between cloud and mud.

If it is a disciple of the Great Sect!

It will also be favored by saints, and they will spare no effort to cultivate them.

After all, if you become a celestial being, you will have the opportunity to touch the gate of immortality and prove the golden fairy realm!
just now……

He watched helplessly as a celestial being was slapped away by the king.

Wei Ziqi touched his head, breaking out in a cold sweat.

If this slap falls on his head.

Can't even think about it.

He has seen Zishou change pillars and drag nine bulls backwards, but...

This is a fairy.

Could it be that what this younger brother is holding in his hand every day is not the medicinal diet to nourish the body, but the legendary elixir?

The rest of the officials were also shocked, and they all looked at Zishou, waiting for his answer.

Since the great king came to the throne, he has used endless methods.

but.

Even if he builds a clock and let the people control the time; he still develops gunpowder so that the people can control the power of thunder...

The officials are just worshiping.

After all, these are not beyond the boundaries of mortals.

Now it seems that it really scares them.

Seeing a pair of shocked and puzzled eyes, Zishou curled his lips and said:

"Everyone, please calm down...sit down and talk."

In fact, he had already expected this scene in his heart.

It is unbelievable for Wen Zhong that the revived person has lost his soul.

You must know that there is a huge difference between resurrecting a fairyland god who has lost his soul, and resurrecting a mortal who has only died physically.

The former is almost impossible.

Unless it is the Da Luo Jinxian who is overwhelming one side, it is possible to do it.

but.

The appearance of the Qishui River God is just the beginning.

In the upcoming Battle of the Conferred Gods, he will imprison more powerful people for his own use, and always let them appear in the world.

For this, Zishou was too lazy to find any excuses.

This is the benefit of being a king.

What the emperor did did not need any explanation to his courtiers.

Shocked?
Shocked, just take a guess.

The king's heart is unpredictable, and he will be punished if he guesses wrong.

Zishou grinned, and continued:

"Thinking about it, the grand master has already recognized it."

"That's right, this is the Nine-headed Bird of the River God that you killed in Qishui that day."

"However, she was killed in the fate of the country alone, but she was blessed by misfortune and realized the real incense and gods."

"Afterwards, she was resurrected from the incense, realized the true meaning of celestial beings, and volunteered to serve me as the master in order to repay the kindness of enlightenment."

After Zishou's voice fell, Feng Jiu's teeth were gritted.

She has been a god for so many years and has tens of thousands of followers. She has never seen such a shameless person.

Qishui's blessing to the witch is no match for the prisoner.

Wen Zhong: "????"

The wrinkles on Wen Zhong's face twitched non-stop, and there was no letter in his eyes.

Can the soul be revived after being scattered?
Can you prove to be a god if you hit your head to death?

The old minister... also fucking wants to kill him head-on.

Wen Zhong asked doubtfully:
"Your Majesty... Even if the Qishui River God is resurrected and becomes a celestial being within a month, the old minister can't believe it."

"What did she realize?"

Tianxian is not a longhorn!
After comprehending the real incense and divine way, can you step into the fairyland in less than a month?

Haotian himself didn't know that the Incense Fire Divine Dao was so strong...

When Zishou heard this, he smiled lightly, and didn't answer immediately, but swept all the delicacies on the dragon table to the ground with his sleeves.

"Pen and ink wait!"

After Zishou's words fell, the official shop in front of the hall posted an imperial decree and sent pens and inks.

He picked up the royal writing brush made of golden tube wolf hair, and said:

"Feng Jiu, Yanmo!"

Hearing this, Feng Jiu immediately stepped forward, her feathers rustling, she bent down and bowed her head, grinding the ink anchor respectfully.

Although she is a god, she has been practicing in Qishui, but she also knows that the king of people invented the pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and has seen believers grinding ink.

Zishou dipped in the ink and wrote a line of big characters with a brush.

"Great Merchant Conferred God Plan!"

As soon as the six characters come out, it is like an engraving pen, dividing the world!

Every single word falls, causing the stars to fall, a natural vision!

All six characters come out!

A whirlwind rose from the tip of the pen, and in an instant, hundreds of thousands of miles of luck in the world were swept up!
The world is shocked!

The Lingxiao Palace, beyond the sky, was suddenly shaken!

Haotian suddenly opened his eyes from the samadhi, and looked at the human kingdom in shock.

next moment.

He saw a tornado of luck sweeping across the world for hundreds of thousands of miles!
Haotian was stunned, as if he had been hit by a hold spell.

(End of this chapter)