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

Chapter 56 Do you dare to use swear words indiscriminately?
In front of the Shang Palace.

As soon as Zishou's consciousness withdrew from the Prison of the Primordial Emperor, he heard Yuan Hong's deafening voice.

He was startled for a moment, a little unbelievable.

The most crucial step in the Dashang's conferring the gods is the technique of becoming a god after several springs and autumns. It is Feng Jiu's perfected art of conferring the gods on the basis of the Amitabha Sutra in the past.

The targets of this edict's bewitchment are those grass-headed gods who practice grass-headed gods all over the fairyland and valleys.

They are the spirits of heaven and earth who have opened their spiritual wisdom by chance, maybe a bird, a snake, an earthworm, or even a stubborn rock, a wisp of smoke, a red cloud, a pool...

They can transform into human beings, with all the monsters in their hearts, unlike monsters who only have the heart to kill.

But only there.

The cultivation base of these grass-headed gods is no more than the realm of human immortality.

If he remembers correctly, this ape has a profound cultivation, and is invincible under the Golden Immortal.

Among the fate of the gods, Yuan Hong was resourceful, brave and good at fighting, but Jiang Ziya, who was beaten in the later stage of the gods, was unable to move an inch.

In the end, it was Nuwa who used the map of mountains and rivers to subdue him, and Jiang Ziya invited him to kill the immortal with a flying knife and let his soul return to the list of gods.

What is this concept?
Among the Conferred Gods, how many people are lucky enough to be patronized by two innate magic weapons?
Why did such a powerful demon king come to Chaoge to beg for a guardian deity?

At this time, Zishou suddenly remembered.

His list of recruiting gods is very clear, "Everything will be auspicious on the first day of the sixth lunar month, and all the seekers of the world gather to sing at the court".

Now everything is undecided, and the preparations for Fengshen have not been done yet.

Why is this monkey so impatient?
Are all hozens like this?
but……

Doubt becomes doubt.

Since this kind of role has come, there is no reason not to accept it.

With a smile on Zishou's face, he plucked a one-foot-large gourd from the wall with a wave of his hand.

Inside the gourd, the aroma of wine overflowed, and it was filled with King Yu's wine that the Chong family asked for.

He pushed open the elegant black-painted door and stepped out with a single step. His figure disappeared immediately, leaving only broken stone slabs and smoke.

At this time, Zi Shou was already at the early stage of human immortality, and his energy and blood soared to the sky, comparable to that of a golden immortal.

After a few breaths, he arrived at the palace gate.

Zishou received a salute from the guards and was about to meet the leader of the Seven Meishan Monsters.

Zhunti's voice of angrily scolding Yuan Hong happened to come from Heaven Beyond Heaven.

Zishou stopped immediately.

He stared blankly at this white-haired ape, which looked like a pitch-black cauldron.

this moment.

Zishou suddenly understood why the monkey was so impatient to come to Chaoge to ask for the title.

Inexplicably, he was blamed for killing Bailian Boy. The only people in the world who can protect him, except for those saints' courts, are the world with a prosperous country.

Zishou just paused for a while, stepped out of the door, and came to Yuan Hong, his emperor's spring-like smile hung on his face.

"Fellow Daoist is famous outside, but Gu has been famous for a long time!"

"Today, on behalf of the thousands of people of the Great Merchants, welcome fellow Taoists to join the business."

Yuan Hong stared blankly at the handsome man in front of him.

His sword-shaped eyebrows are drawn into the temples, his phoenix eyes are powerful, he wears an imperial robe billowing with the wind, his hair is in a natural bun, and his whole body exudes an aura that makes people feel like a spring breeze.

It was difficult for Yuan Hong to associate the man in front of him with the Shang king Di Xin who looked at the world with contempt, slashed the gods with Qi water, and scolded Haotian angrily.

but.

Yuan Hong could see the national fortune soaring into the sky behind him. This national fortune was like a pillar of heaven, which made him dare not approach.

Only a king can protect the country's fortunes like this.

Yuan Hong hurriedly prepared to bow and kneel, but at this moment, he suddenly felt a strong force lifting him up.

Then Zishou's voice came.

"There's no need to be formal, what are you wasting this time for?"

"Etiquette lies in the heart, why stick to the form."

Yuan Hong was shocked when he heard the words.

There are only four words in my heart.

This is the Lord of Ming!

Yuan Hong was not restrained, stood up, clasped his fists and said:

"Your Majesty praises it. The Caomin is just a casual cultivator in the mountains and has a lot of channeling skills. Today, I came here to ask for a guardian deity to protect the people of one side."

Zishou waved his hands and said with a smile:
"The guardian deity is just a god, absorbing the incense offered by the people under his protection. They can only swallow their luck and feed back to their masters, so that they will not be plagued by disasters and will not enter the world of mortals."

"Fellow daoists have already cultivated to the sky, are you willing to lurk one side and just be a guardian deity?"

"If fellow Taoist is willing, how about giving you a side of the army?"

Yuan Hong's eyes suddenly lit up.

There are four more words in my heart.

It is the Lord of the Ming Dynasty!

Of course he didn't come to Chaoge to convict a mere guardian deity.

This is just an excuse.

If you want to walk in the human world, be blessed by the fate of the country, and not be polluted by the misfortune of the world of mortals, you must be a high-level official from each state, the commander-in-chief of the Quartet, guard a city, and lead a city's luck.

Unexpectedly, Yuan Hong hadn't figured out how to speak, but Zishou had already made arrangements here.

At this time, Zishou carried a gourd of Yuwang wine and said:
"Fellow Daoists have come all the way, and Gu today personally picks up the wind and washes away the dust for you."

Just as Yuan Hong wanted to say that he was flying through the clouds, an idea came to him, but Zishou didn't give him a chance to shirk.

"It's just you and me today, don't refuse."

"Gu has nothing to do today, and invented a new dish called black pot... No, ground pot pheasant, paired with this gourd Yuwang wine, it tastes good."

After Zishou finished speaking, his body was full of energy and blood, and he said:

"Fellow Daoists follow."

After all, the air exploded, and his figure rose into the air, disappearing.

Yuan Hong was taken aback for a moment, and with a sweep of his consciousness, he discovered that Zishou's figure had jumped hundreds of feet and arrived at a tavern at the south gate.

Yuan Honghou blinked, looked at the shattered stone slab under his feet, thought that he was lifted up by him, and couldn't help muttering to himself

"It's said that the king of the king changes the pillars, and his strength is infinite. This is too big."

After Yuan Hong finished speaking, the golden light flowed under his feet, and he fled vertically, clearly passing through Xiran's crowd and houses, but no one noticed.

After the two left, the civil and military officials finally ran out from the sub-office building with their official uniforms.

When they came to the gate of the palace, they only saw bluestone slabs that had exploded on the ground, and were informed by two guards who had just recovered that the king flew away.

Civil and military officials were dumbfounded.

Wen Zhong stroked his beard. He thought of the inexplicably loud voice of the king when Qishui conferred the gods, and he was thoughtful for a moment.

……

In front of the Dragon Inn.

The two stopped and Yuan Hong respectfully stood behind Zishou.

No matter how carefree he used to be, Haotian entered the mountain gate and disappeared, but now he has chosen to join the king's sect and must obey the rules of the world.

The rules of the world are the reason why most practitioners of the Three Mountains and Five Mountains do not want to come to the world.

Walking in the world, protected by the fate of the country, and not exposed to the misery of the mortal world, one must enter the court as an official and bow down to the king.

They are immortals with all-powerful magic power.

Human kings are mere mortals, but they have good backgrounds. Even if they have the fortune of protecting the country, how can they be worthy of their immortals kneeling down.

"go in."

Zi Shou smiled, and walked into the inn. The innkeeper, passer-by A, was counting a dozen stacks of three-foot-high "accounts", with two dark circles under his eyes, but his spirit was shining.

When he saw Zishou coming in, he hurriedly asked for obeisance, but when he suddenly saw the stalwart white ape behind Zishou, he was startled.

"Fuck! Such a big monkey!"

Yuan Hong: ...

Zishou: ...

Zishou said lightly:
"This dude, Du Yuanxian, dares to use Gu's imperial swear words. Wait for him to come and tell him that this year's salary is gone."

Passerby A's heart: What the hell?

(End of this chapter)