The years when I created the ancient heaven

Chapter 312 The Old Ancestor

Jiuquan, Jiuquan, as the name suggests, Jiuquan City is famous for its two characteristics of "wine" and "spring".

There are many mountains outside Jiuquan City, although the number of mountains is not high, there are many. There are dozens of springs in the mountains, which provide the sweetest and clearest spring water. Whether it is used for making tea or cooking, it is an excellent choice.

There are even big families who arrange their staff to stay here to carry water day and night.

And then there's winemaking.

As we all know, brewing is an extremely food-consuming industry, and ordinary cities cannot afford it. As the capital of Yunzhou and the center of the entire Yunzhou, there is naturally a foundation for the development of the brewing industry.

The famous wines in Jiuquan City include "Zhuyeqing", "Baiyezui", "Yuye Niang", "Peach Blossom Crisp", "Nuerhong" and so on, among which "Nuerhong" is the most famous in the world.

Basically, tourists who come to Jiuquan City will be in vain if they don't taste these fine wines.

At this time, in the largest inn in Jiuquan City - Yuelai Inn, there was such a guest tasting wine.

He came riding a donkey with green onions, and he ordered a table of food for one person, and ordered various wines, and drank alone.

He was sitting in the lobby, by the window, and there were quite a few tourists of the same kind, and he was just one of them, so he should be inconspicuous.

But in fact, sitting there, he was like a spotlight attracting the attention of the guests in the entire inn.

For some reason, they feel that the person in front of them has a unique aura that cannot be ignored. Although they are also eating, they use the corner of their eyes to spy on it from time to time.

This situation is gradually getting better as time goes by, until after drinking several pots of wine, everyone finally disappears.

Up to this point, the group of diners themselves felt a little baffled, but they put it down in an instant and forgot about it.

"call……"

Beside the table, Mo Chengjun put down his wine glass, and often heaved a sigh of relief, and then he relaxed.

There is a saying that 'practice makes perfect', this Illusory Heavenly Court has been used a lot, naturally accumulated a lot of experience, whether it is the control of details, or the performance of clouds and mountains, it is more and more compelling.

As for him, he used the name of heaven to 'fool' people more and more, and he also had more and more ideas. From the initial imitation, to now, he has really put himself into the role.

In other words, when he was the Jade Emperor, he did not act as the Jade Emperor, but was the Jade Emperor.

There will be two emotions intertwined in his mind. On the one hand, he is aloof, sitting on the vicissitudes of life, watching the vicissitudes of life, and seeing all beings as ants;

And when he was escorting the old man, he was a good gentleman, a kind old man, willing to teach earnestly, and willing to watch his students grow little by little, so that he was happy and satisfied.

When he finally became the inspector, he never thought of himself as a liar, and what he said was not "fooling" people. He was completely thinking, doing things, and answering questions as an inspector. .

At that time, he really felt that behind him there was a heaven spanning through the ages, and every word he said came from his heart.

Well, he didn't want to make it so complicated, but he couldn't help it.

Those who can cultivate immortals, or become superiors, which one is not very smart?

As long as the emotions are not in place, or if there is any logic that is difficult to be consistent, who can be fooled?

Simply put, the more times, the more experience, Mo Chengjun consciously doing better and better.

However, there are also side effects. This is too deep into the drama, and it is extremely difficult to get out of the drama. Just like what he did just now, he really had to drink several pots of wine in a row before he found himself.

Quietly, he drank another pot of 'Peach Blossom Brew' and ate some food. Finally, Mo Chengjun felt that he was doing well again, and couldn't help making complaints in a low voice.

"Damn it, is it easy for me? Is it easy? In order to cause some trouble for the Butian Sect, I almost drove myself to death!"

"If I didn't know the old bottom of Tianting, I would have believed it myself!"

"Even if you always act like this, it's not a problem. Do you want to create some more convenient method?"

Even though he complained so much, Mo Chengjun was quite satisfied this time.

Don't think that he is superfluous, but the Butian Sect is too mysterious. They are like giant beasts lurking underwater. The little things revealed on the surface of the water are shocking. How amazing is the underwater? No one knows that.

Don't look at their non-stop turmoil, as long as they are not directly facing each other, it is estimated that few sects are willing to oppose them.

Mo Chengjun was so forced that he couldn't help it, and he believed it himself.

Then, let's see how the fourth prince, Zhao Yin, reacted.
……

For the fourth prince Zhao Yin, this should be another very ordinary day.

He washed and dined as usual, met with ministers as usual, dealt with complicated affairs as usual, got angry because of certain things as usual, and dealt with some people as usual, and everything seemed to have remained the same.

Except for the occasional absence!
And this occasional lack of focus is also taken for granted by people as a result of fatigue.

Well, Zhao Yin is someone who knows about his own affairs. He knows that his time is running out, but he still has ambitions in his heart, so he can take advantage of this last time in power to do as many things as possible. do something.

This 'correcting the memorial all night' is normal, so seeing him lose his mind, it was just a few more words of advice from the minister, saying something like 'May the master take care of the dragon's body'.

The only difference is that this day, Zhao Yin listened to it, and took a rare rest earlier at night.

However, what everyone didn't know was that in the dead of night, Zhao Yin, who was supposed to be resting, opened his eyes again.

He didn't do extra movements, but narrowed his eyes slightly in the dark night, his brain was running fast, and he started to replay bit by bit.

When the 'shock' receded and reason came to the fore, Zhao Yin would naturally become suspicious.

This is not a character problem anymore, but as a qualified superior person, being suspicious is almost an instinct.

Although he got the so-called "opportunity", but whether to do it or not, to what extent, how to prepare, how to enter, and how to end, etc...

In fact, they are all controllable, and these naturally have to be carefully considered.

Therefore, he was not in a hurry to do something, but first recalled, reviewed, recalled the things he had experienced over and over again, and repeatedly deliberated on the answers he got for each question.

A keen person can often tell something is wrong from an expression or a tone of voice, and that's what he did.

It's just that, after going back and forth and thinking over and over again for three nights, he finally chose to believe.

Believe in Heaven, believe in chance, and believe in the inspector, because he didn't find any inconsistencies in the 'logic' at all, and combined with the various information collected by Heaven before, they reflected each other.

And after he finally chose to believe, he really started to study the method of conferring gods.

His cultivation level is not high, but he is also a Golden Core cultivator, and he was born in the royal family. He has seen, heard, and knows the secret record exercises that are definitely far beyond ordinary monks.

But even for him, he has never heard of or seen all kinds of strange ideas, ideas and concepts in the method of conferring gods.

The most important thing is that he used some means to compare the method of ghosts and gods spread by his ancestors in the past. When the two are compared, the gap is highlighted.

The immortal inspector said that the way of ghosts and gods is just the budding of the way of gods, and there is indeed a reason.

After all this, he still didn't take any action, but began to deduce the impact it would have if this method of conferring gods was fully promoted.

The impact on Xianmen,

effect on mortals,

influence on government,

influence on the royal family,

Even the impact on this great world...

All these things hadn't happened yet, but he tried hard to deduce a rough result.

Don't think that he is too cautious, in fact, he knows better than anyone else that 'restarting the Conferred God' is by no means a simple matter.

This is also his only chance to come back, no matter how cautious it is, it cannot be overstated.

All these things took him another ten days, and he finally came to a conclusion - this thing can be done, and it has great benefits, so it must be done!

Needless to say, although he spent a long time 'researching', once he made a decision, he immediately started to act.

And the first thing he did was not to build the altar needed for conferring the gods, nor was he looking for a suitable candidate for conferring the gods, but to contact someone.

That night.

All sounds are silent.

The entire prince's mansion fell into deathly silence again, just like the night when the inspectors came more than ten days ago.

However, this time it is not an 'outside enemy', but an 'inner ghost'.

On the bed, Zhao Yin suddenly opened his eyes. He squinted slightly to adapt to the darkness, and saw a black figure standing quietly outside the veil.

Although his movements were slight, the black shadow obviously knew that he was awake. After slightly bowing, he said, "The dark guard, End Shadow, has seen the Fourth Prince."

His voice was hoarse and ugly, like an evil ghost from the underworld, creepy, and there was not much respect in his words.

Zhao Yin didn't feel that something was wrong, and he didn't act in a hurry. Instead, he took a breath and calmed down, then sat up and lifted the veil.

He looked at the shadowy man in black and said, "Are you all ready?"

"Yes!"

"Then let's get started."

The man in black didn't talk nonsense, he just raised his hand and made a tactic, and he saw puffs of black air filling the entire room.

So far, from the outside, it is already pitch black, and nothing can be seen, but inside, there is a bright space.

It was some kind of magic weapon emitting light, there were nine pieces in total, suspended in mid-air, and after the man in black finished all this, he opened his mouth and spit out a magic weapon.

It was a bronze mirror, with a bronze color, and the rust spots on it showed that it had gone through a long time, but the intricate patterns of carvings were still clearly visible.

And as soon as the bronze mirror appeared, a beam of light from each of the nine light-emitting instruments converged on one side of it. Then began to ripple out a clear scene.

It was a changing scene from far to near, and it could be seen that it was a deep underground palace, with large areas of dark tones, only vague outlines could be seen, like beasts and ghosts, it was chilling to look at.

And in it, another silhouette of a human figure gradually became clear.

The man seemed to be standing with a sword, like a sculpture, but when the scene got closer to a certain extent, he seemed to be aware of it, stiffly tilted his head slightly, and looked over.

Just such a movement can scare the timid people out.

But as the 'camera' continued to zoom in, this person's appearance also came into view.

It was a very old man with wrinkles and age spots on his face. Although he was wearing a dusty armor, it seemed that he could not hold it up anymore, and he looked empty.

He didn't wear a helmet either, so he could clearly see that the top of his head was already bald, with some white hair on both sides.

It seems to have been carefully groomed. He combed his white hair upwards and made a "local support center" hairstyle. Because the hair is too thin, it looks funny.

Of course, that's what it looks like, because when he appeared, the man in black had already knelt down, the kind of kneeling that threw his body to the ground, and didn't even dare to lift his head.

If you look closely, your body still seems to be shaking slightly.

Zhao Yin was better, but it was the first time he knelt on the ground, but his waist was still straight, he tried to calm down and said, "The fourth son of the emperor, Zhao Yin, has seen the ancestor."

The old ancestor looked very happy, he grinned and said, "Oh my, isn't this the fourth son, what's the matter? I figured it out?

You also know that your ancestor likes you, if you don't want to argue, it's fine, the ancestor always wants to save your life. "

As soon as he opened his mouth, he could see the mouth with few teeth left, and his smile was quite gentle, very much like the eyes of a grandfather looking at his grandson.

But Zhao Yin only felt chills all over his body. Only those who knew the identity of this person could clearly feel the tangible and intangible oppression. For this one, it is too much to say that the words can be spoken casually, but dare to refuse him There are not many people left.

But this time, Zhao Yin categorically rejected him: "Ancestor, I contacted you this time, not to say that I want to give up. I never thought of backing down, even if I died at the hands of several other brothers."

"I'm contacting you tonight to get your help and help me get the throne of Emperor."

The air was quiet for a few minutes, the quiet man in black almost suffocated himself, and the quiet ancestor restrained all his smiles.

When he spoke again, there was no smile in his voice, it seemed eerie, and there was an overwhelming smell of blood,

"You know, what are you talking about?"

"I know!"

"Since you know, you should be clear that this is impossible, and I will not break the rules I set."

"It wasn't possible before, but it's different now."

Zhao Yin suddenly raised his head, his eyes were stubborn and burning: "Ancestor, if I say, I am willing to complete your unfinished business, and I am willing to restart Fengshen?"

Maybe it was too surprised, but the old man didn't speak for a long time, until a sigh that seemed to be whispering or raving: "Fengshen...

Are you kidding me about my ancestors?
Little Si, although I have liked you since you were young, this is not the basis for you to speak nonsense in front of me. "

"How dare Zhao Yin act presumptuously in front of you? Since I dare to say that, I am sure of success."

Zhao Yin's breath became more and more smooth: "Don't worry, old ancestor, let me tell you the reason in detail?"

　Hurry up, hurry up, it's too late again, hey hey hey... so helpless!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)