The heavens start from saving Daming

Wen Zhong in the original work made Di Xin tremble, and his three eyes could see through people's hearts.

The reasons given by the king to lure the snakes out of their holes and catch them all were sufficient, enough to convince him.

However, Wen Zhong's heart told him that the king still had something to hide from him.

However, Wen Zhong had no intention of getting to the bottom of the matter. After saluting, he said goodbye and left. After leaving the Star Reaching Tower, he rode on the black jade unicorn and returned to the front line.

Poor Moyu Qilin, as a divine beast, ran back and forth for thousands of miles, but he didn't even get a bite to eat.

Wen Zhong, who returned to the frontline camp, sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to rest, but in the end he laughed.

The king is very good. He is excellent in every aspect. Compared with the previous king, he is definitely better than the previous king.

Whether it is literary, military, or moral character, he always satisfies his ministers. Even if such a king has some small thoughts, it is completely understandable.

"That's all. The king has other plans and doesn't want to tell me, so he won't tell me."

After recovering, Wen Zhong sent someone to call Huang Feihu over.

"Teacher."

"Wu Chengwang."

After the two men saw each other, King Wu Cheng immediately smiled and said, "Grand Master, the preparations for sending out troops are almost complete. We only need the Grand Master's order to send troops to Xiqi and eliminate the rebellion in one fell swoop."

Everyone knew that without the help of the monks, Xiqi could not defeat the merchants.

Fighting now is basically equivalent to gaining military merit for nothing, and the morale of the army is also high.

Huang Feihu was very excited, feeling that Xiqi's demise was imminent.

However, Wen Zhong did not issue an order to send troops to Xiqi. Instead, he stayed there and stared at himself without saying a word.

This made Huang Feihu stunned. What do you mean?
  "King Wu Cheng." Wen Zhong made up his mind and drove everyone out of the tent, calling Huang Feihu to come forward, "I won't fight Xiqi anymore."

"what?"

Huang Feihu was stunned. Master Wen, do you want to hear what you said?

What does it mean not to fight Xiqi anymore?

Wen Zhong sighed and recounted to Huang Feihu what he had said to the king when he returned to Chaoge City.

".This." Huang Feihu scratched his head, "What the king said makes sense. It is a good thing to solve it once and for all. It always feels like there is something else."

King Wu Cheng is not stupid either.

Wen Zhong also smiled, "Whether the king has other plans, we can't control it. But there is a troublesome thing at the moment, and I don't know how to deal with it."

Huang Feihu asked confusedly, "What's the trouble?"

Wen Zhong looked at him and said word by word, "How can we lure Xiqi to fight all the way outside Chaoge City, so that those rebels will think that the big businessman is gone, and they will all jump out on their own, and we will kill them all!"

This is the key question.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Xiqi's army cannot defeat Dashang's soldiers and horses, and Dashang is still led by world-famous generals such as Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu. Why should they lose?
  Feeling Wen Zhong's burning eyes, Huang Feihu smiled bitterly and said, "Master, even if someone is willing to pretend to rebel, there must be a reason."

Master Wen's meaning was obvious. If he wanted to hide it from the eyes of the world, a top general like Huang Feihu would have to rebel, which would lead to the failure of the battle.

But Huang Feihu's title is King Wu Cheng, and everyone knows that he is loyal to the great merchant, and his sister is the king's concubine.

Can Xiqi believe that he went to rebel for no reason? Can those slave owners in the world who are watching the war believe it?

I definitely don’t believe it.

"I have already taken care of this matter." Wen Zhong lowered his voice and said, "I'm afraid I might wrong Concubine Huang."

‘It is indeed this. ’

Huang Feihu's face became increasingly difficult to look at.

For a person like him, if he thought it was reasonable to rebel, his only weakness would be his sister, the princess's concubine.

There is no doubt that Huang Feihu is unwilling.

After all, his current status is beyond promotion, he has a happy family and a comfortable life, so he has no thoughts about this at all.

But since Master Wen had already brought it up, he refused outright because he felt sorry for his face.

After pondering for a while, Huang Feihu said with a troubled face, "Even if someone is willing to do this plan, but where is the king?"

"I'll go talk to the king." Wen Zhong immediately expressed his position, "Please help Huang Fei to cooperate. Don't worry, King Wu Cheng, he will never harm Huang Fei."

Huang Feihu ‘(′Д`)’

You want to force me to death.

He still wanted to struggle and evaded again, "It's not that Huang is unwilling, but there must be someone who can help thread the needle, right? I'm afraid he can't be trusted by such an abrupt surrender."

"That's true." Wen Zhong frowned when he heard this. This is indeed a problem.

Huang Feihu secretly breathed a sigh of relief. He just wanted to get rid of this matter as soon as possible. It would be best to find someone else to be the undercover agent.

Anyway, he is living a very happy life now, and he doesn't want to wade into troubled waters.

The two of them had their own thoughts, but suddenly someone outside the tent reported, "Master! There is someone outside the camp who claims to be an old friend of Jiejiao and has come to visit the Master."

"Oh?"

Wen Zhong was a little surprised, "Didn't the head master say that he is no longer allowed to participate in human wars? Why are there still people coming?"

After the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Jie Jiao, who had won a great victory, had no opponent.

The leader of Tongtian Cult, who was already defeated, ordered all the Jie Cult disciples to go home and find their own mothers. They were not allowed to participate in the war between Xiqi and Dashang anymore, lest they risk their lives in vain.

He has won enough, and now he just wants to leave the table quietly with his chips.

Although Wen Zhong was also a member of Jiejiao, he was also a Grand Master of Dashang, so he was not included in this list. Curious that some of his fellow Jie disciples were looking for him at this time, he thought about it briefly and ordered someone to invite them in.

As soon as the visitor entered the big tent, he took off his cloak disguise and revealed his true face.

When Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu saw it, their expressions suddenly changed and they both stood up!

The person who came was not a fellow Jie Jiao disciple at all, but one of the Twelve Golden Immortals of the Chan Sect, Yang Jian, the disciple of Master Yuding!

Yang Jian was Xiqi's general before. He always charged forward, and his bravery brought extremely heavy pressure to the merchants' troops.

Both Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu had a very deep impression on Yang Jian.

At this time, Yang Jian suddenly appeared in front of them. They would not be afraid of fear, but shock was inevitable.

"Yang Jian?"

Wen Zhong, who had already held the whip in his hand, looked at Yang Jian in surprise and asked, "Why are you looking for me?"

His complexion was very poor, his eyes were red as if Yang Jian had cried, and there was a heavy sound in his throat, and he was in a very scary state.

Huang Feihu also picked up his weapon and stood beside Master Wen with a vigilant expression.

Then Yang Jian's body swayed slightly, and a moment later he knelt down towards Master Wen!

Wen Zhong and Huang Feihu looked at each other, what's going on?
  Yang Jian trembled and took off the package from his arms. After opening it, he found a ball of broken jade and a pile of blood and mud that had long since dried up.

"This is."

Wen Taishi is a Taoist cultivator after all, and he understood at the first sight that "this is the true form of fellow Taoist Yuding"

"Master, master him."

Yang Jian, a former tough guy, trembled and cried, recounting the story of how his master and several close friends in Meishan were killed by Yuanshi Tianzun.

It is true that Yang Jian was not present at the time, but a Taoist cultivator can understand everything very closely just by sensing.

He was also an interpreter. As soon as he touched the jade fragments of Master Yuding, he understood that it was the hand of Yuanshi Tianzun.

As for the Seven Monsters of Meishan, it goes without saying that it must be the same.

Although Yang Jian is a disciple of Chanjiao, he has no feelings for Chanjiao.

His true feelings lie with his master Yuding.

As for the Seven Monsters of Meishan, although they are all the least popular mountain spirits and wild monsters, everyone has the same mind and is very happy when they get along. Drinking and talking is simply a beautiful thing in life.

For Yang Jian, the most comfortable days in life are when his master and good brothers are by his side.

Until that day, both the master and the good brother died at the hands of Yuanshi Tianzun.

After the sadness and tears, all that remains is anger.

Yang Jian wanted to take revenge, but although his strength and cultivation were not bad, they could not be compared with Yuanshi Tianzun.

It can even be said that the distance between you and your enemy is almost the distance between heaven and earth.

Fortunately, Yang Jian was very determined, and after feeling sad and angry, he began to think about how to take revenge.

After much deliberation, the most direct way is to invest in Dashang.

Because he knew very well that Chanjiao had spent everything he had to support Xiqi.

In this case, let's first abolish the goal that Chanjiao worked so hard to support.

Only then did the matter appear in front of Master Wen.

Huang Feihu was stunned when he heard this story and felt unbelievable, "Master Yuding is the proud disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun."

He didn't understand why Yuanshi Tianzun would personally kill his good disciple.

The relationship between masters and apprentices these days is very close, similar to that of family elders. It is completely different from the beasts of later generations who used graduation certificates to blackmail students into paying.

Killing the disciples with your own hands is such a sin.

"You don't understand." Master Wen waved his hand and said, "During the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, Taoist Fellow Yuding retreated before the formation."

I haven't finished what I said next, but the point has been made.

Yuanshi Tianzun, who was already furious, found his apprentice who had fled before the battle. When his anger got worse, anything could happen.

Wen Taishi sighed in his heart, Taoist friend Yuding is still a good character, what a pity.

But then I thought about it, this is a good thing.

He immediately turned around and stared at Huang Feihu with burning eyes.

Feeling Grandmaster Wen's gaze, Huang Feihu also wanted to cry without tears.

No need to say much to know what Master Wen was thinking.

Before, I was still refuting that there was no one to help thread the needle, but as soon as I finished speaking, someone came to help thread the needle.

Is there any other reason for this?

Anyway, he couldn't figure it out.

The only ones who can do such a thing are Grand Master Wen and Huang Feihu.

Only people of their status can truly affect the one-sided battle situation at this time.

It was obvious to Master Wen that it was impossible to go undercover, and others didn't believe it either.

There is no doubt that Huang Feihu can't bear the blame.