To live in the floods [ floods ]

Yuan Shi reprimanded a few words, and seeing the twelve people trembling and not daring to look up, they choked their breath in their throats, and simply turned their faces away.

Guang Chengzi and others knew that Master had passed the most angry time, so they opened their mouths with anticipation.

First of all, Guangchengzi said bitterly: "Master, you also know that Junior Sister Shangqian has a high status in the human race, only under Uncle Nuwa. If she intervenes, as long as an order is issued, how can Xiqi dare to give birth to rebellion?" Heart."

When the human race was just born, who would have thought that this weak race, which was not even ranked in the prehistoric, would one day become a clan of luck, loved by the world, and spread all over the prehistoric.

So Shangqian has been protecting the human race openly and secretly. All the disciples didn't care when they heard about it. They even laughed privately at Shangqian's overflowing sympathy.

But now it is the key to the debate on interpretation and interception.

Yuan Shi couldn't help feeling a little bit sad, he had a little relationship with the human race when he achieved the holy way, but he never thought that one day he would have the karma of being a god today with the human race.

"I will go to Biyou Palace to discuss with Tongtian Shangqian." Yuan Shi was silent for a while, and said slowly.

Cihang continued: "There is also the matter of the list of gods. The list of gods is placed in the Bajing Palace. Master is not ignorant that Shangqian has always been close to the master. She goes to pay respects to the master every month. If we are familiar with the Bajing Palace, we add up It’s not as good as her alone, wouldn’t it be as easy for her to get the list of gods as if she was picking something out of a bag.”

Shang Qian is the best at flattering masters and uncles. He went to Bajing Palace to look for Laozi at the beginning of the month, came to Yuxu Palace to find Yuanshi in the middle of the month, and stayed at Jinbie Island to accompany Tongtian at the end of the month. Even serious disciples like them are far away from him. Not as good as Cihang has always complained.

Yuanshi gritted his teeth and reprimanded: "But this deity stopped you from going to my elder brother and Tongtian? You 12 people have never taken the initiative to meet your elder brother, but now you know that it is useful to get acquainted with my elder brother? Look at Shangqian , I have almost learned the way of alchemy and weapon refining from my elder brother, look at yourselves, a bunch of mediocrity!"

The reprimands scolded everyone in Chanjiao to the point of blood.

It took several hours before the Twelve Golden Immortals stepped out of the Yuxu Palace with trembling feet and ears buzzing.

Guang Chengzi turned his head stiffly: "Junior Brother Yun Zhongzi, apart from scolding us, what other useful news did Master say?"

Yun Zhongzi, who was also pale, shook his head, turned to look at Yuding who was expressionless: "Senior brother Yuding, did you hear clearly?"

Yuding paused, and said: "Master asked us to recruit a few disciples from the human race, and come forward to represent us under Xiqi's command."

The other eleven golden fairies suddenly realized: "Oh—"

"Master really has far-sightedness. We are disciples of saints. How can we commit ourselves to obey the orders of the human race? We should let disciples act on our behalf. This is in line with the rules." Chi Jingzi shook his head.

So the eleven people stood in front of Yuxu Palace and praised Yuanshi's foresight and unparalleled resourcefulness.

Only Yuding couldn't figure it out, and he didn't know why he insisted on blocking the gate of the master's Yuxu palace instead of going further away. He thought about it, but he couldn't figure it out, so he just didn't want to, turned around and left.

"Hey, Brother Yuding, where are you going?" Wenshu had sharp eyes, and grabbed the sleeve of Yuding's Taoist robe.

Yu Ding scratched his head in confusion: "Look for apprentices. It's not easy to find good seedlings who practice Taoism. I can go to see more people earlier and pick one with good qualifications."

"If the things that the master has clearly stated are not done well, then the master will scold me for waiting next time." Yu Ding was very straightforward. He didn't know why the brothers in the same school had so much time to praise the master but didn't seize the time to be a good teacher. What the Lord ordered.

Yu Ding tapped his toes, and lightly jumped onto the flying sword, and Yu Jian left Kunlun Mountain.Only the remaining eleven golden fairies looked at each other in blank dismay, and after a while, each of them broke up after a haha.

It is hard to find a student with good aptitude, and no one wants his student to be inferior to others.After leaving Kunlun Mountain, the Twelve Golden Immortals used their supernatural powers and sneaked into the human race to find their favorite apprentices.

The breeze blew over the eaves of the Shang Palace, and a hearty laugh came from the Queen's Palace. The current King of Shang gently stroked the Queen's unconceived belly, and laughed loudly: "We Yin and Shang have successors, and we have only direct descendants. Already!"

The king of Shang already had two concubine sons, but he didn't have a direct descendant. The queen was pregnant, and if nothing else happened, he would be the future king of the Shang Dynasty.

"Gu has already thought of a name for my son, and it will be called Zishou." The king of Shang couldn't wait to share the good news with the ministers.

When he went to court the next day, the king of Shang couldn't wait to announce the matter.

Amidst the noisy congratulations, the grand master standing at the head of the ministers but with a serious face was too conspicuous.

The king of Shang couldn't help but said: "Why is the grand master so serious, but what's wrong with my son?"

Wen Zhongnai was a courtier left behind from his father's time. He was very capable of pacifying dissenting ministers in all directions for the Shang Dynasty for many years, and the King of Shang relied heavily on him.In addition, it was said that this grand master was a disciple of an immortal, and King Shang's heart thumped even more.

Could it be that his child is some evil?

Wen Zhong's eyes were sharp, and he took a step forward with steady steps, raised his hand and said respectfully: "I watched the stars last night, and saw Ziwei star shining brilliantly, so I guessed that there should be a happy event in the queen's harem."

King Shang was very pleasantly surprised: "Oh? Doesn't that mean that Gu's unborn third son has the image of a king? Can the Grand Master see other astrology?"

King Shang couldn't help but look forward to this unborn child. Although he can't be called wise, he is self-aware and knows how capable he is, so he has always been cautious in his words and deeds, and only looks forward to his next king of Shang. He is a wise king who can bring great rule to the Shang Dynasty.

"Among the stars, Ziwei star is bright, and Sirius and Baihu are also very bright. These three stars are connected in a line, which shows that the king's third son is a peerless warrior with unparalleled power." Wen Zhong said slowly.

The king of Shang clapped his palms and laughed: "Lezai, my son is brave, and he will surely be able to attack Huaiyi in the west and Yanyun in the north, and exalt the majesty of my master!"

Wen Zhong had no intention of being excited, he just looked up at the top of the main hall, and sighed: "Wenzhi martial arts, the young master is born with martial arts, but how can we cultivate this martial arts?"

For a while, King Shang also became worried.

Yes, it is easy to attack the enemy but difficult to rule the world. What if the son is self-righteous in the future relying on his own brave force?

At this time, a minister had an idea, rolled his eyes, and said: "I want to report to the king, I feel that this matter is very important. We should sacrifice to our ancestors and ask the holy king."

Shang attaches great importance to witches, divination and sacrifices, and the great affairs of the country lie in sacrifices and sacrifices.

King Shang nodded slightly, thinking it made sense, so he ordered to go down to prepare the three animals and choose a day to sacrifice to the ancestors.

Wen Zhong subconsciously wants to persuade him that he does not believe in ghosts and gods. Although he himself is not qualified to cultivate immortals, he can only serve as an official in the world, but his brothers and teachers in the same school are all true immortals who have achieved success in cultivation. Is it useful to sacrifice him? Can you not know, which immortal lacks those two sheep to eat? As for the ancestors of the human race, the Three Emperors and Five Emperors, they should hope that these cattle and sheep can enter the stomach instead of being burned... Just thinking of Master's order, Wen Zhong put it down silently hands.

Three days later, the guard of honor of Shang Wang Haohao Tang Tang was like a big black cloud, and the black pressure came out of the city, from the temple to the fairy temple, and from the Three Emperors and Five Emperors to the ancestors of Yin and Shang.

It was night, and the King of Shang was wearing a robe and leaning over the desk, looking at the bamboo books, looking at the words one by one, but the King of Shang couldn't concentrate, his eyes became more and more blurred, his head lowered, and he dozed off.

"Shang Wang, Shang Wang."

Hearing someone calling him, King Shang subconsciously walked in the direction of the voice, walked a few steps quickly, and suddenly realized.

A middle-aged man with a simple face was bending over to plant wheat seedlings. Standing in a huge blue wheat wave, he seemed unaware of his arrival.

King Shang was startled.

This place is definitely not in the mortal world. Although he does not do farming, he would go to the farmland every year for a symbolic look. But not even one-tenth of here.

Not to mention that there are a few fairy millets not far away that are taller than him, and the spirit deer poking out on the ridge of the field, it seems that the fairy is there.

The king of Shang couldn't help being excited, he collected himself, took a few steps forward, and shouted loudly: "This immortal, who are you?"

The middle-aged man in Tanaka noticed him only now, with a hint of surprise on his face, he raised his back: "You are the king of the world now? Why did you come to me, this is not where you should come."

A big blue bird circled and flew from afar, and stopped beside the man. It was half a head taller than the man. The blue bird lowered its head and arched the man's cheek with the top of its head.

"Qilin Cliff is out of food again, let Daddy call it." The man hugged the huge blue bird, picked it up and weighed it, and King Shang subconsciously wanted to back away. This giant bird has a sharp beak and sharp claws. It is a bird of prey, so bold to hold it like a hen, it is too dangerous.

The blue bird was unexpectedly docile, and when the man ruffled its feathers, it just "chirped" and called twice coquettishly.

Only then did the man remember that such a living person as King Shang was still standing on one side, he raised his hand and touched his head honestly: "This is my youngest daughter, she won't hurt anyone."

King Shang didn't dare to ask people why there is a bird girl, maybe it's because immortals are different from mortals.

"This is not where you should come. You should go back to your palace." When the middle-aged man waved his hand, King Shang felt his body retreat uncontrollably.

In desperation, King Shang shouted: "Immortal, can I let Gu know your name?"

"Hahaha, I'm not some kind of fairy, but I can be regarded as your ancestor, a farmer, just call me Shennong..."

The phantoms of mountains and rivers flew sideways, and King Shang seemed to be walking through the mist, and he saw Chaoge in a moment.

The next moment, King Shang woke up suddenly. He looked up, but only saw the faint candlelight and the desks filled with bamboo tubes, and he couldn't help but feel lost.

"It turned out to be just a dream..." He thought he really saw the ancestors of the Nonghuang Shennong.

Suddenly, King Shang was stunned.

——On the table on his right hand side, a blue bird feather with a cool air was quietly placed.

"Isn't it a dream?" The king of Shang remembered the ancient records that "the daughter of Shennong drowned in the East China Sea, so she became Jingwei".

In a hurry, King Shang did not even wear shoes and boots, only wearing white socks, and hurriedly ran to the courtyard of the apse with his feathers in his hands, fending off the servants and guards, and shouted to the night sky: "Jingwei, the daughter of Shennong, you! If you are here, please show up and see!"

As the words fell, a huge blue-blue giant bird gliding from the night sky brought a sound of piercing through the air. Just as King Shang sensed it and raised his head, he happened to see the giant bird fall to the ground and turn into a man, its feathers turned into feathers, and its wings turned into arms. , the bird's claws turned into two feet, and the whole bird became an elegant and refined goddess.

"I am the daughter of Shennong, I came here at your request." Jingwei smiled softly, very similar to Shang Qian.

King Shang was very excited: "Would the goddess be willing to be the teacher of the third son?"

Jingwei smiled slightly: "I would like to teach him knowledge and teach him how to be a man, so that the name of teacher will be removed. I am no longer a human race."

King Shang was slightly disappointed, but he also knew that it was the best thing to do now, and he couldn't force too much.

Jingwei raised his sleeves and threw out a bunch of bamboo tubes. He said with a smile, "These are the learning contents for this month. I specially engraved words on the bamboo tubes so that you can understand them."

King Shang felt his heart tense, and he said: "Goddess, my third son has not yet been born, isn't it..." Too early?

If you want to learn, you have to wait until the child is born, weaned, able to walk, and literate, right?

Jingwei looked natural: "No problem, just find someone to read to the queen's belly. This is called prenatal education. I have experience. My seniors and I were taught by the master at that time. This is called winning at the starting line... ..."

"Don't you want a king's son who is as famous as my father? Don't you want your son to build temples and shrines like my father and enjoy the incense forever? You don't want your son to die like my father Here, live the same life as the sky? Don't you want the Shang Dynasty to return to its former glory?" Jingwei blurted out a series of questions.

Like the sage Shennong... King Shang swallowed his saliva, and his heart was moved by Jingwei's real and close example of "I have a father, Balabala".

He can't be a Mingjun but it doesn't mean his son can't be a Mingjun.

What Jingwei Goddess said is right, children should win at the starting line.

King Shang gritted his teeth: "I'll order people to read to the queen's stomach tomorrow morning! Find ten learned officials to read in turn!"