Fengshen: I, King Zhou, demolished the Nuwa Palace at the beginning

"Your Majesty!"

Xibohou was in tears, and had vaguely guessed something.

Sure enough, Di Xin said with a remorseful tone, "I'm sorry, there's nothing Gu can do."

"Your Majesty, it's not your fault!"

Xibohou not only didn't have the guts to blame Di Xin, what's more, the Heavenly Court was behind the scenes.

To take revenge is to find heaven.

But he, Xibo Hou Jichang, is just a mortal, how could he just pass the heaven?

"Let's go."

Di Xin said softly, "But don't worry, Gu will definitely seek justice for you."

Then Yan Luo of the Ten Palaces respectfully sent them off.

Back in Chaoge, Di Xin immediately asked the editor-in-chief of Dashang Daily to start compiling news.

Di Xin wants to teach Haotian a lesson, let him know what the power of the media is.

On that day, Dashang Daily worked overtime overnight, and newspaper offices in every city also started to take action.

Nowadays, with the popularization of education, not to mention how cultured the people are, but it is still possible to simply know a few words.

Especially human beings, they always like to get together to chat and talk about some new things.

The next day, the headlines of all the newspapers read:

"Shock: The Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods is about to begin, Bo Yikao was plotted against by the Heavenly Court, and his soul returned to the Conferred Gods!"

"News from Chentangguan: The Heavenly Court is determined to provoke the Conferred God War, secretly kill Bo Yi Kao's soul, and enslave him forever!"

"Sanshanguan Daily: Heaven is despicable, secretly planning a terrorist attack, Bo Yikao was murdered and died, and his soul is included in the list of gods!"

In just one day, almost everyone in the world knew about it.

At the same time, the Second Saint of the Western World also got the news.

Because the third human city was established in the west, and a large number of people immigrated there.

Now Taoist Zhunti likes to go shopping in the human city when he has nothing to do. He listens to being greeted and called his senior brother, and seeing the prosperity of the city, he doesn't even want to be a saint anymore.

Therefore, when the daily newspapers of the three cities were released, they were also known by Zhunti.

"Feng Shen Quan Jie is about to start? Good news! Good news!" Zhun Ti rubbed his hands excitedly.

he thought to himself.

"Yuanshi Tianzun insists on harming the human race for comfort, then my Western religion can help the East, and then I can justifiably rob people!"

Zhunti directly wrote the word "shameless" on his face, and he didn't even care about saying the word "stealing people".

In fact, not only Haotian took a fancy to the Twelve Golden Immortals.

Their Western religion also took a fancy to it.

No way, the original book also developed like this.

The latter Buddhism, except for a few, are basically all disciples of the Eastern religion.

It is precisely because of this that many prehistoric people dislike the introduction and introduction of Western religions.

But it doesn't matter, Di Xin must like it.

He just wants this kind of high-ranking saint, who is so poor that he doesn't even care about face, so that he can negotiate terms.

As for Master Tongtian and Yuanshi Tianzun, no one in this kind of great religion with a strong foundation understands the pain in the hearts of the two saints in the West, and naturally they don't know how to realize Dahongyuan.

But the two saints of Western religion are absolutely willing to pay a certain price for this.

Otherwise, Buddhism directly empties Western religions, so can they have no objections?

"There must be a way, otherwise Yuan Shi's narrow-minded guy will definitely not let me wait to go to the East freely."

Zhunti touched his chin and began to think of a way.

Knowing that the East repels the West, he seldom travels to the East.

Zhunti sat in a teahouse, ordered a bowl of tea and two baskets of buns, and ate while thinking.

At this moment, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he smiled and said to himself: "Haha, this is a good idea. As long as the Human Emperor is willing to help the West develop, if the Human Race is in trouble, my junior brother and I can take this opportunity to go to the East to help Emperor?"

"Besides, this method is justifiable. The Human Emperor is kind to me. I will help him. You, Yuanshi Tianzun, have nothing to say!"

They are all saints, and Zhunti can go to the East naturally.

But the premise of wanting to go is to find a legitimate reason.

Even if you know it's an excuse, you can't find a rebuttal.

The more Zhunti thought about it, the more excited he became, and he called for the three-cage steamed stuffed bun to eat proudly.

After eating, Zhunti wiped his mouth with his sleeves, and was going to find Huang Feihu, the chief executive of Western Development.

He wanted to talk to Huang Feihu and asked the Emperor to send more people to the west.

In the past few months, he has been observing in the three newly established cities under the name of 'Bodhi'.

As he learned more and more, Zhunti admired Renhuang more and more.

"No matter what, no one is allowed to touch the Emperor, and the human race and the Western religion must be tied together. It's great to give such a chance."

Then Zhunti came to Xincheng General Mansion.

Huang Feihu heard about it, and came out to greet him personally: "I don't know why Bodhi Taoist friend is free to come here today?"

"Haha... Pindao just passed by today, and I want to come in and have a cup of tea with King Wucheng and chat." Bodhi laughed.

Huang Feihu knew that the other party was a powerful person, so he didn't dare to be negligent, so he immediately asked someone to make tea and brought a few plates of snacks.

After drinking a cup of tea, Bodhi raised his head, looked at Huang Feihu and said, "Looking at the current prosperity is just a big dream."

Huang Feihu smiled: "Daoist friends, please rest assured, the king said that the western spirit veins are broken, but the king is confident that he can sort out the spiritual veins and let the broken spirit veins form alone. Prosperity."

"Well, yes, then what?"