[Yang Jian] Rebels always want to commit the following crimes!

Wen Zhong rode the black jade unicorn and rushed from Penglai Island to Nine-Tailed Fox in a short time.

King Zhou just drank wine and fell asleep. The nine-tailed fox looked at himself in the mirror, stroking his pretty face with his fingers. She was so young and beautiful in the mirror, and she didn't want to die yet.

But the matter of life and death has never been up to her, she is just a little demon with the lowest morals, in the Battle of the Conferred Gods, she is not even a pawn, she is cannon fodder if she dies.

Nine-Tailed Fox sighed and put down the mirror.

"come out."

The nine-tailed fox's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran out with the hem of his skirt.

In the courtyard, there were no guards and court ladies, but Wen Zhong was riding on a black jade unicorn, with white hair flying around.

Nine-tailed Fox's tears came as soon as he said it, twisting his waist and pulling Wen Zhong's sleeve forward, tearfully said: "Grand Master, it's really not me this time."

Wen Zhong retracted his sleeves, and the Nine-Tailed Fox complained: "Master, this day is really unbearable, let's kill King Zhou..."

Moyu Qilin licked its paws lazily, Wen Zhong raised his head to look at the palace, his slightly squinted eyes were uncertain.

The next morning, King Zhou came late.

Wen Zhongli was at the head of the officials, and he said ten strategies:

Firstly, the deer stand was dismantled, secondly, the cannon was burned, thirdly, the pot was filled, fourthly, the wine pool was filled, and the meat forest was pulled out, fifthly, Daji was demoted, and Huang Feihu's sister was made the queen, sixthly, Fei Zhong and Youqing were beheaded, and so on.

After speaking, Wen Zhong went to the imperial case, polished the ink and moistened the pen, and handed the pen to King Zhou for immediate approval.

Huang Feihu stood on the head of the general, his chest rose and fell slightly, and he looked up at the imperial case.

King Zhou wrote down the pen, and when he wrote the fifth piece, he stopped writing, hesitated and said: "I approve seven pieces from the grand master's play."

All civil and military officials were silent, Fei Zhongxin gained power, he didn't know Wen Zhong's temper, only saw that Wen Zhong had no courtesy of a monarch and minister, and defended King Zhou.

Wen Zhong didn't even look at him, and said, "Who are you?"

"Your official Fei Zhong..."

Before he could finish speaking, he saw lightning flashing across the hall, striking towards Fei Zhong, Fei Zhong lost his breath immediately.

Wen Zhong took away the golden whip, looked at King Zhou, raised his finger, and the guards entered the palace, dragging Fei Zhong down with his charred body.

King Zhou's eyes rested on Fei Zhong's corpse for a while, his fingertips moved slightly, and he picked up the pen again, writing while saying: "Fei Zhong asks for his own humiliation, Grand Master, don't get angry."

When the news spread to the harem, the little maid who had a good relationship with the Nine-Tailed Fox stumbled and sent a message: "Your Majesty, it's not good!"

The Nine-Tailed Fox was eating grapes at that time, heard the little palace maid crying, almost choked on the grapes, after a while, swallowed the grapes, and asked the little palace maid, "Why are you panicking?"

The little palace maid had tears in her eyes, and she was out of breath from crying: "I heard that the grand master wants the king to abolish the queen, the king..."

The nine-tailed fox's eyes widened, and as the little maid gasped, she finally put her heart back into her stomach.

The little maid: "Your Majesty actually agreed."

Nine-tailed fox almost laughed out loud, twisted his thighs, and managed to squeeze out a few tears. Looking forward, Xizi cupped his heart and said, "Thunder, rain and dew are all due to your kindness."

After going to court, Wen Zhong was invited into the mansion by Huang Feihu.

Huang Feihu bowed deeply to Wen Zhong: "The grand master returns to court, and the world is settled."

Wen Zhong lifted him up casually, and said casually: "Xibo Hou Jichang has rebelled, what can you do?"

The battle between the Shang and Zhou dynasties in the world is in full swing, and on Penglai Island, the countermeasures for the Battle of the Conferred Gods have also been discussed at random.

Jin Ling recalled all the disciples of Jiejiao except Wudang Wenzhong, and all the disciples worshiped the leader of Tongtian religion in unison on Penglai Island.

Master Tongtian sat cross-legged and nodded to Duobao.

Duo Baolang said: "The purpose of calling you back must have been known to you. Those who intend to fight for a way out in this battle and avoid the suffering of reincarnation in the future, go to Yunxiao to register an account, and don't mention it since you go to the lower realm."

"If you still want to continue cultivating immortals and asking questions, you can stay on the island and wait until the battle is over before you can go down to the realm."

This is the countermeasure that Tongtian Cult Master had thought of early in the morning.

There are so many Jiejiao disciples, not to mention three hundred, he can find three thousand, it is imperative to confer the gods, if you don't find some low-level disciples who have no celestial fate to fill in the list, and those who have bad conduct are also here List.

In this way, after becoming a god, there will be no loss to the strength of Jiejiao.

After the disciples calculated their own path, some went to the sky, and some still meditated in their original positions.

Yun Xiao recorded the names of more than a hundred disciples, and felt that it was almost done, so he was about to look up to see how many disciples were left behind.

If there are not many left, then it’s okay to record a few more. If there are too many left, then stop recording.

After all, there are only 360 and five positions on the list of gods, and the disciples of the Jiejiao cannot be allowed to occupy them all. There must always be a few places for the other two religions and the generals of the human world.

Yun Xiao raised his head, and the dense team in front of him could not be seen at a glance, let alone a hundred, maybe even three hundred.

Seeing this, Yun Xiao took the roster, smiled softly, and said: "First come, first served, fellow daoists in the future, go down to the realm and find a way on your own."

As soon as the words came out, the disciples in the back immediately scattered, and went down to the realm to find Wen Zhong, one after another rushed to die, fearing that they would die one step later than others, and would not have the chance to go to the Conferred God Stage.

After Yunxiao finished his work, he handed over the roster to Master Tongtian and prepared to get up and leave.

Master Tongtian flipped through the brochure and asked, "Where are you going?"

"I'm going to see my sister."

Yun Xiao smiled and said: "Yang Jian went to explain the teaching. Although the senior sister didn't show it on the face, she felt uncomfortable in her heart."

Master Tongtian paused on the roster with his fingers, and said, "Go."

Yun Xiao went away at the sound.

Regarding Yang Jian's switch to teaching, the Master Tongtian knew about it early on, and he was even a little happy to see it succeed.

Yuanshi Tianzun is now at the end of his strength, and there must always be an immortal to take the lead in explaining and teaching. Although the lamp-burning Antarctic immortal has high morals, one is too thoughtful and the other is indifferent, neither of them can be entrusted with important tasks.

As for the Twelve Golden Immortals of Chanjiao, let alone, he would not even take it if he gave it to him as a disciple for nothing.

It is difficult for the disciples of Chanjiao to face such a difficult task, so they have to choose immortals from the other two religions. There is no need to think about Renjiao. Hey, there are a lot of immortal families, and there are a few immortal families who can entrust important tasks.

The key point is that it is impossible for these immortal families to switch to the teaching.

However, Yang Jian, who has been in the school for less than a year and acts steadily and introverted, has become the best choice.

Even though Yang Jian remembered his days on Penglai Island in the future, after weighing the pros and cons, he would still help Yuanshi Tianzun tide over the difficulties.

The deal between Yuanshi Tianzun and Tiandao made it impossible for Yang Jian to choose to return to the sect. Jin Ling held too much importance in Yang Jian's heart. thing done.

It's just that Yang Jian was wronged by this, but fortunately, immortals have a long life span, and it is better to suffer for a while than for a lifetime.

After reading the roster, the Master Tongtian asked Duobao to put it away, and looked in the direction of Kunlun Mountain.

Compared with the infinite possibilities in the future, what is the momentary grievance in front of you?

Jin Ling stood on the reef by the sea, the sea water surged up, and quickly receded, and the waves fell on her hair, forming beautiful spots under the sunlight, and evaporated into curly water in a short time gas.

Life seems to be like this. From babbling to pale hair, it takes only a hundred years. He was mighty before his death, but he is only a handful of loess after his death.

Emperors, generals and ministers, common people, nothing more than this.

The moment you close your eyes, love, hate, and hatred are all wiped out.

Jin Ling stretched out her hand, and the sea water fell on her palm, disappearing continuously between her fingers.

Jin Ling closed his eyes, remembering what Yun Xiao said yesterday.

What Yunxiao said was right, she still hated Yuanshi Tianzun after all, that's why her judgment of Yuanshi Tianzun was wrong.

I will not do it again.

It was not a grudge, the moment she woke up on Penglai Island, it was all over.

Jin Ling opened his eyes, let go of his fingers, and the sea water dripped down.

Years of depression were swept away, and Jin Ling suddenly felt comfortable all over. Feeling the breath of Yunxiao gradually approaching, Jin Ling turned around.

Yun Xiao stopped not far from the reef, against the light, she looked at Jin Ling and smiled slowly.

"Senior sister, congratulations."

Jin Ling said, "Congratulations for what?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he felt light in his body, and the sense of urgency of being one with Haotian in the past eased a bit, and Haotian's surprised voice sounded: "You are going to prove the Tao and become a saint!"

Jin Ling was also overjoyed, his brows stretched out, but Yun Xiao frowned again when he saw Yun Xiao in front of him.

Haotian said: "No!"

"The solitary and it are divided into two, the fate is not on the solitary, the solitary cannot give you the destiny!"

The Da Luo Jinxian proving the Tao, chance and destiny, both are indispensable, if there is no destiny, even if he proves the Tao and becomes a saint, he is not an authentic saint.

When Haotian was in charge of the Mandate of Heaven, he didn't approve the preaching of the mention and reception, so up to now, although the two of them are saints in name, their cultivation levels are still a bit behind.

An authentic sage is like Sanqing, neither of them can be killed with Haotian, but Zhunti picks him up, and Haotian feels that with a bit of thought and effort, he can still kill these two people.

Master Tongtian came, holding the Qingping sword in his hand, his brows were raised lightly, and his expression was full of solemnity.

"Go to Qilin Cliff!"

Master Tongtian said firmly: "Yun Xiao, you also go together."

33 Above the heavy sky, the sleeping Lao Tzu suddenly opened his eyes, and with a wave of dust, Xuan Du bowed down: "Master, life is boundless."

"Everything is as Master expected."

Lao Tzu flicked the non-existent dust on the ballistic robe, and with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, he said, "Let's go."

On the Qilin Cliff, the Master Tongtian cut off the glory on the Yuxu Palace with a sword, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of Yuanshi Tianzun's mouth while he was meditating.

The brilliance blessed by the sage faded, and the light of the Golden Crow shone on Qilin Cliff again.

Master Tongtian strode into Yuxu Palace, the wind blew the corner of his clothes, he looked up at the three big characters of Yuxu Palace, and said loudly: "Brother, borrow the destiny for a while!"

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