"Shen Gongbao allowed his disciples to commit murder and killed the two fairy angels that I spent hundreds of years training. I couldn't get angry, so I imprisoned the evil star.
Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao was so shameless. I came over and threatened me with my life. Xing took Nezha away, and before leaving, he humiliated me and mocked me for being greedy for life and afraid of death.
After their master and apprentice left, I tried hard and tried not to mention this cause and effect. I was hiding from disasters, but I never thought that a demon would be born as a result..." Shi Ji said slowly.
Wen Zhong was born with the ability to distinguish between loyal and traitorous people, and also had the intuition to judge the true from the false.
His intuition told him that what Shi Ji said was true.
Moreover, Shi Ji would not dare to lie to him even if he thought about it. After all, lying to him would mean offending his master, the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit.
To offend the Master means to renounce the Jiejiao.
This uncle may be bad or poisonous, but he will definitely not be unable to see this...
"Uncle, please give me some advice on where the Yin Shang's chance of survival lies." After listening, After the other party explained, Wen Zhong cupped his fists and bowed, full of expectations.
Ever since Uncle Duobao ordered that the inner disciples of the inner sect, Wu Zhao, not be allowed to interfere in human wars, he had thought more than once about whether there was still a glimmer of hope for the Yin Shang Dynasty and whether he could intercept this glimmer of hope.
But even if he thought about it a thousand times, he could not figure out where the vitality of the Yin Shang Dynasty lay.
After all, only saints can deal with saints, and only holy religion can deal with holy religion. The Chan Sect has fully supported the Western Zhou Dynasty. The Yin and Shang Dynasties do not have the support of the saints and holy religions. How can they compare with the Western Zhou Dynasty?
Therefore, the more he thought about it, the more desperate he became, until just now, he was already despairing.
However, Shi Ji's words made his hope faintly rekindle.
What if I am stupid and Master Shiji is smarter?
She saw what she didn't see, and thought of the vitality that she had ignored...
The Great Dao is fifty, Tianyan is forty-nine, everything has a glimmer of life, this is the teaching of their Jie Cult!
......
Seeing the white-haired nephew staring at him, like a drowning man looking at floating wood on the water, Shi Ji sighed softly in his heart. : I'm sorry, nephew Wen Zhong.
“The Yin Shang’s chance of survival should be with you.”
"On me?" Wen Zhong was stunned.
He really couldn't figure out what he could do to save Yin Shang.
Shi Ji nodded slightly and said: "Yes, it depends on whether you are willing to do it."
Hearing this, Wen Zhong immediately realized that this idea must not be the right way, otherwise he would have What's the reason not to do it?
But whether it is the right way or the evil way, as long as it is useful, why should he give it a try for the sake of the Yin and Shang Dynasty that he has been loyal to for his whole life?
"Please tell me, Uncle Master..."
"Okay."
Shi Ji raised his hand to release his bone domain, isolating the inside and outside: "Do you know who Hu Lei is?"
Wen Zhong thought for a while and said: "I don't know..."
Shi Ji said: "Hu Lei is a close disciple of Our Lady of the Fire Spirit. You don't even know about Our Lady of the Fire Spirit." Who is it? ”
Wen Zhong: "That doesn't mean... I still know about Senior Sister Huo Ling. She is a close disciple of Uncle Duobao."
At this point, he suddenly realized: "Uncle Master's goal is Master Duobao?”
Shi Ji nodded: “Looking at the entire Jiejiao, no one except Taoist brother Duobao dares to connect with the inner disciples of Jiejiao behind the back of the saint. Help you guard Yin Shang."
Wen Zhong's expression changed slightly: "Uncle Master, are you colluding with Chanjiao?"
Shi Ji felt a thump in his heart, okay? There was no change in his expression: "How is it possible? Do you think I'm not afraid of death? If I betray Jie Jiao, can your master let me go?"
Wen Zhong's expression softened slightly, and after thinking about it carefully, it was indeed true.
Betrayal, let alone a saint, would not be tolerated by ordinary kings.
Unless there are extremely special circumstances, betraying Jiejiao will only lead to death.
"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm too sensitive."
"It's okay, I understand."
Shi Ji nodded pretending to be magnanimous and continued: "Hu Lei has an unstable mind and is not a Taoist immortal. As long as you can trick him into the battlefield with your wealth and wealth in the world, let him die at the hands of the Zhou army, and then encourage the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit a little." , the fire spirit can also be buried on the battlefield. Once Huo Ling dies, Duobao will definitely go crazy with hatred, and then the opportunity will come."
Wen Zhong thought quietly, but shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not enough..."
" It’s really not enough, but what if I add you?” Shi Ji asked.
Wen Zhong was startled: "What do you mean by adding me?"
Shi Ji said: "Wen Zhong died tragically under the attack of the Zhou army in order to avenge the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit."
Wen Zhong: "..."
Getting into the game with one's own life is a plan for death.
However, it still feels like it's not enough...
"You think it's not enough, right?" Shi Ji said quietly.
Wen Zhong nodded: "Although my master, the Holy Mother Jinling, is on good terms with Uncle Duobao, the friendship between me and Uncle Duobao... is not deep."
Shi Ji chuckled: "It is enough for your master to have good relations with Senior Brother Duobao. If your last wish is for King Zhou to worship Duobao as his disciple, coupled with your master's persuasion and the death of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, you Do you think that based on Brother Duobao’s temperament, will he accept King Zhou?”
Wen Zhong: “…”
After a long silence, he said softly: "King Zhou is the evil name given to Emperor Xin by Nuwa. We should not refer to Emperor Xin with this title."
Shi Ji suppressed his smile and said, Said: "If you don't help Emperor Xin, this will not be a bad name, but a posthumous title."
Wen Zhong was speechless.
Shi Ji took a deep look at him and said indifferently: "I have already told you the Yin Shang's chance of survival. Whether you do it or not depends on your will."
Wen Zhong bowed deeply: "No matter what What can I say, thank you, Uncle Master."
Shi Ji waved his sleeves and put away the Bone Domain, and his body disappeared in an instant.
"Yin Shang, Yin Shang..."
The old master was alone in the ancient forest, muttering to himself, and his mind could not help but flash back to his life of fighting for it.
If he only needs to die, what does he have to fear?
But the problem is that this poisonous plan requires the sacrifice of fellow disciples!
Although the sacrificed fellow disciples will most likely be on the list of gods instead of being wiped out in ashes, is being on the list of gods a good thing?
As a result, he fell into a fierce battle between heaven and man, and his heart was extremely anxious.
“Not even close…”
Deep under the sea.
Fire red coral center.
Randeng looked at the old master in the fairy mirror in front of him and spoke silently.
Shi Ji appeared from behind him and said: "I think it's OK." "No."
Ran Deng shook his head: "A slight difference is a thousand miles away. What you have to do next is the key."
"Next?" Shi Ji frowned and shouted in a low voice: "I have already followed the instructions. Do what you said! Give me the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls you promised. ! ”
“You did what I said, but the effect is far less than expected, so I can only give you twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls, and I will give you the rest after it is done. Twelve." Ran Deng said, raising his hand and throwing out twelve shining orbs.
Shi Ji was furious and said angrily: "You broke your promise."
"What I promised at the beginning was that as long as you can help me facilitate this, I will make twenty-four Don’t you understand what I mean by giving you the Dinghai Divine Pearl?” Ran Deng said: “Or do you not even want these twelve pearls?”
Shi Ji gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes, but he finally held back and raised his hand to put away the twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls: "What's next?"
"Wait two days, after two days, if If Wen Zhong still doesn't do anything, go find King Zhou and sneak King Zhou into Biyou Palace to see Wen Zhong.
Shi Ji refused without hesitation: "No! The saint is sitting in Biyou Palace. If he discovers Di Xin, I can't explain it."
Randeng frowned and pondered. Said: "Then you go to King Zhou and ask him to write a letter to Wen Zhong and ask his Yafu when he can return to business."
Shi Ji looked thoughtful and fell silent.
other side.
But it is said that after Qin Yao left Xitian, he did not return to Fangcun Mountain again, or even went to the battlefield of the gods. Instead, he held the letter of recommendation given by Bodhi and rushed to Wuzhuang Temple after asking questions.
After struggling like this for seven or eight days, I finally saw the true appearance of Wanshou Mountain.
But I saw that this mountain was extremely high and steep, and the situation was majestic.
The root is connected to the Kunlun vein, and the top reaches Hanzhong.
In the mountains, dragons roar and tigers roar, cranes dance and apes cry.
The elk emerged from the flowers, and the green luan sang to the sun...
Qin Yao did not dare to enter the mountain without the permission of the mountain owner, so he rode the auspicious cloud and stood in the air in front of the mountain, his body and that The Taoist temples in the mountain were level, and he said loudly: "A square inch Shen Gongbao, a disciple of the Bodhi Patriarch in Sanxing Cave, paid homage to the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi. "
As soon as he finished speaking, a man wearing a blue Taoist robe with fluttering ribbons on his body appeared from the Taoist temple in the mountain. , a fair boy with an upright appearance.
Perhaps he had heard of the immortal name of Patriarch Bodhi, and had even met him. The fairy boy was quite respectful, cupping his hands and saying: "Fellow Taoist, you are polite... My great immortal went out to visit a friend, and at this moment he didn't Not in the mountains.”
Qin Yao returned the gift and asked with a smile: "Dare you ask me your surname?"
"I am just a disciple of the Great Immortal Seat, my name is Qingfeng." Fairy boy said with a smile.
“It turns out to be Taoist Brother Qingfeng.” Qin Yao said with a smile: “I have long heard that there are two outstanding disciples under the Great Immortal Seat. Brother Tao goes out It's a great honor for me to see you."
Qingfeng didn't expect that the other party would praise her as soon as he came up. Without any psychological preparation, his face turned slightly red: "I don't dare to take it, I don't take it. In Master's forty-eight Among all the disciples, Mingyue and I are juniors, how can we be considered outstanding? Taoist brother is ashamed of me!"
Qin Yao's face changed when he noticed that his title was changed from Taoist friend to Taoist brother. The smile became even brighter: "I am a poor Taoist." What I said was completely sincere. I can even swear to God that among the forty-eight disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, I only know the name of Qingfeng Yumingyue, and I don’t know the names of the rest."
Qingfeng was so impressed by him that he turned around and made a greeting gesture: "Brother Taoist, let's talk after you come in."
"Thank you, thank you very much."
Qin Yao didn't know the word polite at all. How can I say that, after arching my hands, I flew down to the door of the Taoist temple and walked in through the door together with the breeze.
Just by stepping through a door, the pores all over Qin Yao's body opened one after another under the stimulation of the rich immortal energy, and the immortal energy in his body started to circulate automatically.
"What a wonderful spiritual gathering array." He suppressed the desire to swallow the spiritual energy and praised it sincerely.
Qingfeng and Yourong Yan said quite proudly: "It's hard to say when looking at the three realms, but in this world, my Wuzhuang Temple must be the first in Dongtian and the first in Blessed Land."
Qin Yao took advantage of the situation and said: "He It should be like this. No matter how high the mountain is, if there is an immortal, then there will be a spirit to control Yuanzi. The Great Immortal is the ancestor of the Earthly Immortal, so the place where his family lives is unique. However, is there anyone else in this view?"
Qingfeng nodded: "Forty-seven fellow disciples are following Master. I went to visit my friend, leaving me alone to look after the house. By the way, Brother Tao. Why are you looking for my master?”
Qin Yao did not disclose that he wanted to borrow the book for a look. He only said: “I came to deliver a letter for my master. He had a personal letter and asked me to personally Give it to Zhen Yuanzi Immortal ”
Qingfeng. After hearing clearly the two key pieces of information, the autographed letter and the person in person, he said: "I see... But the master visits friends to discuss Taoism, and the date of his return is uncertain. Sometimes he returns in three to five days, and sometimes it takes thirty to fifty years. I will first serve as a Taoist brother." Let’s arrange a room to stay.”
Qin Yao's praise is still very useful.
If he hadn’t started boasting right away, Qingfeng would not have easily invited him to visit, let alone arrange a private room, even if he reported his Bodhisattva number.
And this is also the experience that Qin Yao has summed up after many reincarnations: being able to talk, being willing to praise others, not being pretentious, and less pretentious can really avoid a lot of trouble.
The kind of fateful protagonist who causes trouble and disputes wherever he goes, life is too tiring.
Since then, Qin Yao has stayed in Wuzhuang. When Qingfeng cleans, he will take the initiative to help clean.
When Qingfeng talks to him, he will patiently chat with him.
When Qingfeng was practicing, he used Bodhisattva as an assistant to meditate on the Great Way of the Heavenly Book and made rapid progress.
To be more specific, Bodhizi is like a plug-in in the game. When he uses this plug-in, it is like turning on the Heavenly Book three times, or even more than three times, and the efficiency is soaring.
Based on the current speed, Qin Yao calculated that in about two years at most, he would be able to comprehend the 365 stars in the Book of Heaven and condense the smallpox, one of the three flowers.
This speed is fierce.
No wonder it is regarded as a quick fix by Patriarch Bodhi.
Under normal circumstances, it would take three to five hundred years for each flower of the Three Flowers of Heaven, Earth, Human and even a genius or innate Taoist body to bloom.
Well, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong are not normal. These two are both divine children.
Two years passed in the blink of an eye...
Qin Yao did not wait to come to Zhen Yuanzi, the ancestor of the Earth Immortal, but with the help of Bodhi Seed, he completed the list of gods.
Countless truths from heavenly books gathered in his soul, ready to move at all times, trying to condense into flowers.
"Brother Taoist, is something on your mind?" That night, Qingfeng walked out of the Scripture Pavilion and saw Shen Gongbao sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, looking blankly at the sunset.
Qin Yao woke up from his meditation and silently looked back: "I have nothing on my mind, I am just thinking about breaking through."
Qingfeng looked happy: "Brother Taoist is going to break through? "
Qin Yao smiled and said: "Everything is ready, all we need is the east wind."
"Congratulations." Qingfeng smiled and said: "I wonder who I owe to you?"
Qin Yao hesitated and said: "Perhaps I need to absorb some of the spiritual energy in Wuzhuang Temple...I wonder if brother is in trouble?"
“There is a spirit gathering array in Wuzhuang Temple. I can draw a lot of spiritual energy at any time, what's wrong with me?"
Qingfeng shook his head, a flash of hesitation flashed on his face, and finally made up his mind: "Let's go, I will take you somewhere." (End of this chapter. )