Cultivation of immortals begins with the appearance of ancestors

Chapter 312 An extremely human minister, the position of Jiuqing (4K)

The Battle of Dongling shocked the entire world of cultivating immortals.

In this battle, so many primordial spirits were lost.

Even if it is the primordial spirit of the Demon Dao.

It also attracted the attention of both inside and outside the practice world!
There has never been such a big battle in the world of cultivating immortals for a long time.

Those are all immortal cultivators who have to live forever, and each of them is famous and famous for a while, and they are real old devils.

How many times of siege and death have been experienced before one can achieve longevity.

Now, as many as six people have fallen at one time.

The second is the birth of the treasure.

King Jinren, the power can shake the world, and many ancestors with famous immortal sects almost hated this treasure.

All kinds of rumors spread here, making more and more cultivators and Taoists set their sights on this fertile soil ruled by the Divine Dao of Sheji!

……

In front of the county town of Dingyuan County, the Grand Master of Northern Chu walked in the courtyard.

After leading his troops into Dingyuan County, Tuoba Zhenwu also encountered trouble.

With the help of the three masters of the Demon Sect, he originally planned to seize the opportunity to take down Dingyuan County. An Ruming, the chief general of the beheading army, was ambushed by two priests of Dagan, who severely injured the Taiyin Demon God Yin Wujiu in the Taiyin Demon Palace.

Other immortal cultivators suffered many casualties.

After the news in Haojing City came back, Xingyuanxing shook up and down, and Tuoba Zhenwu obviously felt that the morale of the Northern Chu side was greatly damaged.

Correspondingly, the morale of the main party in Dingyuan County was greatly boosted.

"Actually, I don't think the Grand Master needs to worry!"

At this moment, many remaining cultivators of the Demon Sect gathered together in Xingyuan. The three-phase ancestor of the Evil Demon Sect had a calm face. He looked like a middle-aged scribe. It is clearly different pupils.

The ancestor of Sanxiang, the deputy suzerain of the evil demon sect.

This is also a giant who has crossed the two worlds for thousands of years.

Seeing this, Tuoba Zhenwu looked solemn, cupped his hands and said, "Would you please speak frankly, Patriarch Sanxiang?"

The Patriarch Sanxiang never sat in the center, sitting on the central seat was Tuoba Zhenwu, Grand Master of Northern Chu.

On the bright side, all the masters of Huawai, still rely on him as the main one!
Northern Chu's dragon spirit is thick, and Tuoba Zhenwu is equipped with the North Chu commander's seal. At this time, with the blessing of the dragon spirit, his morals are not weaker than those of the heretic masters present.

The first person sitting on the left is the Blood Sea Sacred Monarch of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect, and the second one is the Red Blood Demon Lord, another true soul of the Blood Shadow Demon Sect.

The first one on the right is the Patriarch of the Three Phases, and the second one is the Lord of the Xinyue Hall of the Taiyin Demon Sect. He is a powerful true soul shrouded in a hazy veil.

Sanxiang Patriarch's expression remained unchanged, and he smiled slightly towards the crowd.

"Of course, Zhenjun Qianhai is extremely powerful, and he has Junwang Jinren in his hands, which is unmatched by the army of Northern Chu. However, Zhenjun Qianhai has made countless enemies. How can those great Taoists sit back and watch another ancient saint appear on the land of Shenzhou?" king!"

"Everyone, have you ever thought about what a real holy king looks like? Not only ordinary human races, but also people like us outsider, need to submit to the majesty of the holy king!"

"How can a cultivator be like an ant, submitting to a common dynasty?"

There was a strong disdain in his eyes.

All the demon cultivators present were the ones who were most annoyed by the various rules, and naturally they were unwilling to accept the ending of the Holy King coming to court.

If the Holy King came to the court, how would they seduce their souls, how would they refine all kinds of magic tools and magical methods?
Most of Dawei Neng's magic methods are inseparable from the blood and soul of the living people, or the blood and soul of the monsters themselves.

Sitting in the center, Northern Chu Taishi Tuoba Zhenwu took this scene into his eyes, his heart sank slightly, his eyes were a bit complicated.

From the point of view of his heart, he hopes that there will be an unborn emperor who will come to the world and become an ancient sage king, sweep away these ghosts, monsters, ghosts, and ghosts, and turn them all into history.

In ancient times, when every holy king was born, the human race could usher in a large-scale outbreak.

But it's a pity that after these holy kings abdicate, these devils can always find a chance to make a comeback.

But at least for a period of time, it was prosperous and prosperous.

There is no need to be precarious, and there is no need to worry about unexpected disasters.

Tuoba Zhenwu quickly suppressed this untimely thought.

Dagan is currently Beichu's mortal enemy, if the other party wants to achieve the Taoism of the ancient sage king, it is inevitable to attack Beichu.

He, the Grand Master of Northern Chu, is connected with the luck of the Northern Chu Kingdom, no one can escape him if he escapes.

Therefore, Dagan must die!
Tuoba Zhenwu pondered for a moment and said.

"What the patriarch said hits the nail on the head. If you want to follow the way of the sage king, you must take the way of death!"

"There are also those masters of the holy king's family, those ancient practitioners, I am afraid that they will be more interested in the Junwang Jinren... At that time, all the gods and demons will come together, and the time to do it will not be long!"

At the end of Tuoba Zhenwu's words, a smile appeared on his face.

As far as he could see, he saw many Northern Chu monks, and the solemn expressions of the monks of the Demonic Dao relaxed a lot.

On the main seat, with a smile on his face, Tuoba Zhenwu made a loud toast to the monks present, but he had hidden worries in his heart.

Dagan may indeed be attacked by the crowd.

But there is a time.

During this period of time, Northern Chu is extremely dangerous.

That Qianhai Zhenjun is not a kind person.

I'm afraid they will take advantage of this time to attack Beichu with all their strength, and wipe out the 'old enemy' of Beichu first, and then free up their hands to deal with other threats.

……

Just as Tuoba Zhenwu guessed.

In the city of Haojing, in Jingtai Hall.

A large number of Daoist Yuanshen Daoist gathered together, and Emperor Jingwu fused with the Dragon Soul of the National Fortune. At this time, his whole body exuded inexplicable power, his eyes were piercing, and he sat on the main seat.

In the main hall, at the top is Zhenjun Qianhai, and at the back are Chaomu, Tiangang, Xingji, and Yinghuo. Zhang Jian sits in the middle with a calm expression.

There are also a few unfamiliar Yuanshen masters behind them. These Yuanshen masters Zhang Jian knew the Fenglei master. The others were either casual cultivators who joined the Daqian royal family, or they were allies of the Dongshenguan lineage.

And many civil and military ministers, the three lords and the nine ministers all sat in the lower head and a few Taoists of the Dongzi generation in the Dongshen Temple sat in the hall and listened.

But at this time, Zhenjun Qianhai looked at the crowd and told his next plan.

"Dagan is making enemies everywhere now. For the current plan, we need to re-establish the dragon vein first. Only when the dragon vein is strong can we protect the surrounding area of ​​​​Dagan from disturbance!"

"It's just that now that the dragon veins of Daqian have been broken, if we want to reshape the dragon veins, the only way is to destroy the Northern Chu in the fastest way, seize the dragon veins of Northern Chu, and Dagan will unify the fertile land of the Eastern Region, and the dragon veins will be re-established. The country and society are naturally stable and worry-free !"

Zhenjun Ganhai had a solemn face, his eyes swept over everyone, his eyes were full of majesty.

It's not just that the Daqian Dynasty needs him, Zhenjun Qianhai, he also needs to borrow Daqian's dragon veins for protection, so as not to become the target of public criticism.

In this vast land, there are countless masters, even if they are as tyrannical as him, they can't be careless.

Of course, the more important thing is that he is connected with the great power of luck. If the great power collapses, the heaven and earth's luck will backfire, and it is inevitable that he will bear most of the evil, and he may not be able to protect himself by then.

Sitting on the throne, Emperor Jingwu nodded secretly, and agreed.

"My dear friends, you are all my pillars. At this time, we can only unite as one and defeat Northern Chu!"

"When I do my best to unify China, you will be named princes and ministers, and even all kinds of rare treasures, longevity and long-term vision, will be within your reach!"

Emperor Jingwu was also in high spirits at this time.

After obtaining the Dragon Soul, he also learned from Zhenjun Qianhai that he can practice cultivation. If Daqian can stabilize the situation and unify China, he may not be able to achieve the dream of Daqian's monarchs of all dynasties, and the holy king will come to court.

This is the greatest motivation for an emperor who longs for longevity.

Zhang Jian sat between the real souls, his expression unchanged.

He could feel the sky above Jingtai Hall, the great dragon's aura swelled in the palm of his hand, and the dragon soul bared its teeth and claws behind Emperor Jingwu.

This battle is bound to be a battle that will determine the fate of the country.

If he wins, Dagan may usher in a glimmer of life for Nirvana.

If it fails, there is no need to mention the consequences.

The whole Daqian is bound to fall apart.

As True Monarch Demon Slayer said, his chance has come.

But Zhang Jian didn't try to hold back Dagan at this juncture.

Emperor Jingwu showed him kindness, so he would not be ungrateful, but if Daqian really collapsed because of this, it also showed that it was God's will, and God let him regain the mountains and rivers.

At that time, if he stood up to clean up the mountains and rivers, he would be able to gather the background of Dagan to the greatest extent as his own, without having to bear any stains.

If Emperor Jingwu really survived this test, then he will continue to hold back and wait for the time to come.

As a cultivator, what he lacks most is time.

To be honest, Zhang Jian is not optimistic about Dagan.

Even after passing the current level, it may not be able to sustain it later, and truly usher in the Holy King's court.

Zhang Jian thinks this way, in fact, he doesn't have the idea that the snipe and the clam compete for the fisherman's benefit.

He still needs time to continue to grow.

After passing through the fifth catastrophe of the Yin God and becoming the Emperor of Sheji, it is time for him to really stand out.

……

Next, Zhenjun Qianhai dispatched troops and generals to arrange the battle situation, and many Yuanshen real people had their own division of labor.

Zhang Jian has the title of Da Nong Siqing on his body, and he is working on improving the seeds of grains and miscellaneous grains in his hands. He also holds the treasure mirror of the Eastern Emperor. Zhenjun Qianhai asked Zhang Jian and Tiangang Zhenren to stay in Haojing City to assist Taoist Jingming Sitting in the center, and I am going to take the real souls of Yuanshen to Dingyuan County to fight a decisive battle with the million soldiers of Northern Chu.

Zhenjun Qianhai also knows.

The longer the time dragged on, the worse it would be for Dagan and him.

Zhenjun Qianhai hopes that the battle will determine the outcome.

……

But before Zhenjun Qianhai went out to fight, it was no surprise that Zhang Jian was 'promoted' again.

Emperor Jingwu granted him the title of Zuo Zhan Shi of Zhan Shifu, in charge of internal and external affairs, correcting impeachment and not violating, and chiefly adjudicating government affairs. This is the third grade.

From being promoted from the fourth rank to the third rank, Zhang Jian jumped up to the first rank, which naturally aroused heated discussions in the court.

And not long after, the emperor personally straightened Zhang Jian, removed the title of Shaofu Temple Chancellor, and directly bestowed the title of Shaofu Order, while the original Shaofu Order Huang Liangzhong "resigned to let the virtuous" return to the Institute of Culture and Sports, He is in charge of this noble yamen, and at the same time temporarily takes the post of chief examiner of the National Examination.

The Shaofu Order is already one of the Nine Ministers, with a high position and power, in charge of a complete ministry.

The Shaofu is in charge of the taxation of mountains, seas, ponds, and government handicrafts, which can be said to be extremely powerful.

It has two special departments under the jurisdiction of Danong Temple and the Ministry of Household Affairs.

He is already an extremely human minister, and the next step is the position of Sangong.

At this time, Zhang Jian is not yet [-] years old, and he has reached the high position of Jiuqing, and he is favored for a while.

Many ministers of civil and military affairs in the imperial court were also confused. They just thought that Zhang Jian had contributed to the improvement of crops in Danong Temple, which was in the heart of the emperor.

They are all envious of Zhang Jian's situation.

However, the important ministers such as the Sangong and Jiuqing are fully aware that the Zhang Xueshi in front of him is full of Taoism, and he saved the concubines of the imperial court in the battle of Dongling, so he is relied on by Emperor Jingwu.

Of course, the more important thing is that troubled times are approaching, and Emperor Jingwu needs to win over this great scholar, so he breaks the rules. If it weren't for the merits of this scholar Zhang, he would not be able to publicize to the world, Emperor Jingwu would even intend to become a marquis.

……

"I don't want to be named Marquis, but I hope Haibo will be peaceful!"

In the Zhang family's mansion, Zhang Jian received the edict, and Chao Mu had a smile on his face when he heard the words.

"Xueshi Zhang is indifferent to fame and wealth, and has a lofty heart, which is enviable!"

He sighed a little at this time, and he will also go to Dingyuan County with Zhenjun Qianhai to participate in this decisive battle.

The future of this battle is uncertain, and this real person of Yuanshen inevitably sighs a little.

After thinking about it, Chao Mu looked at Zhang Jian and said.

"Mr. Zhang, I specifically begged His Majesty to announce the decree during this trip. In fact, I also have an unfeeling request!"

"Farewell is imminent, and I want to ask Xueshi Zhang for a calligraphy, which can be regarded as auspicious!
I don't know if Zhang Xueshi is willing to give a calligraphy? "

After speaking, he took out something from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Jian with a smile.

"This is a pen fee, please accept it, Xueshi Zhang!"

What he handed out was also a piece of chalcedony, but this piece of chalcedony was like a flame, and there was a small spirit bead hidden in the chalcedony, which was filled with a strong innate inspiration, and it was also a rare treasure.

This is the thousand-year fire marrow, and the thousand-year chalcedony that gave birth to the fire marrow bead is even rarer.

This substance is warm in nature, and it is excellent as an elixir for building foundations and forging bones.

Seeing this thing, Zhang Jian's gaze fluctuated. Whether this thing is for Zhang Zhao or Zhang Chang'an to build a foundation, it is excellent.

In particular, Zhang Changan has a fire attribute physique, and the effect is even better.

The kindness is hard to turn down, Zhang Jian thought for a while and said.

"Brother Chao Dao, this good poem is rare, and I don't have any good ones in my hands for the time being, but I do have an ancient poem in my hands, which was written by an ancient emperor. Now it is a gift to fellow Taoists. I hope fellow Taoists can win the battle!"

After finishing speaking, Zhang Jian took the pen and paper, and Qi Yuhua, who was next to him, smiled and stepped forward to grind the ink for Zhang Jian.

Zhang Jian looked calm. After the ink was polished, he dipped the pen and wrote casually. A majestic righteousness appeared on the paper, but there was a strong murderous intent inside. After he finished writing a line of poems, Chao Mu looked He couldn't help but change his countenance at the end.

He took a deep look at Zhang Jian, took it with both hands and left directly with many yellow gates.

After walking outside Zhang's house, Chao Mu still couldn't help taking out the rice paper, and what came before his eyes was a beautiful song that made people's blood boil.

Chao Mu's eyes flicked, but he still couldn't help being a little surprised at this moment.

"Killing millions of soldiers in the south of the Yangtze River, the sword at the waist is still bloody. The mountain monk doesn't know the hero, so he just asks for his name!"

This poem is bold and dry, making people's blood boil, and has the appearance of an emperor!

This is a war poem, but also an imperial poem.

Such a bloody life is rare.

If he hadn't known that Zhang Jian was full of righteousness, he would almost have thought it was Zhang Jian who did it.

However, this poetic allusion is a very good omen, and it is also very suitable for Chao Mu's taste!

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