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The world of gods.

late at night.

Four rays of fairy light flew from the sky and fell into the Imperial Pass. When the light dissipated, the figures of Zhao Gongming, Yun Xiao and others were revealed.

When Grand Master Wen Zhong saw his four uncles coming, he quickly walked closer, leaned over and said:

"My nephew heard Zhong and paid homage to his four uncles."

Zhang Guifang, the fourth general of the Mo family and others saw that the "little ancestor" had also arrived, their faces became stiff and they also saluted.

"My nephew, Zhang Guifang, pays homage to my four uncles."

"Mo Li Qing pays homage to the four Jie Jiao Immortal Leaders."

……

After Zhao Gongming helped Grand Master Wen Zhong up, before he could speak, Mo Qilin's eyes widened and he stared at Bixiao in disbelief.

next moment.

Accompanied by a shrill scream, Mo Qilin jumped down from the city wall with his tail between his legs as if fleeing for his life.

In just a few breaths, he had already escaped without a trace.

In an instant, everyone's eyes fell on the culprit, Fairy Bixiao.

The latter shook his fist and said angrily:

"What are you looking at! I didn't bully Mo Qilin."

"Boom"

Zhao Gongming tapped Bixiao's little head with a snap of his fingers and said awkwardly:

"Nephew Wen Zhong, if you are bullied by my little sister, just come to me and I will avenge you."

"By the way, my spiritual sense previously sensed that the Imperial Pass was full of fire, and I thought that the Imperial Pass was in danger. Why does it seem like everything is calm?"

At the end of the conversation, Zhao Gongming was a little doubtful. Was it because his spiritual perception was wrong?

However, the brightly lit Xiqi City outside the city does exist, which is enough to prove that his perception is not wrong.

Speaking of this matter, Grand Master Wen Zhong was silent for a few breaths and then said helplessly:

"Uncle Master, this battle... well, how should I put it, it's very strange."

"Ten days ago, King Jichang of Han Dynasty moved Xiqi City to a place ten miles away from Diguan, and then began to attack the city."

"But I have been fighting for so many years, and I have never seen such an attack on the city. There are obviously more than [-] troops, but they are used for defense."

"Every day, thousands of catapults are used to attack the city, and the Imperial Pass is a magic weapon refined by His Majesty. Ordinary flint can naturally not break the formation."

"So, after ten days of fighting, the Xiqi bandits did not even step into the Imperial Pass, nor did they injure a single soldier..."

Fairy Bixiao heard this and said in surprise:

"What? Not a single soldier died in the battle? Are you fighting? Or are you just playing around?"

Zhang Guifang blushed with shame and explained:

"Uncle Bixiao, it's not that we are incompetent, it's that Xiqi's army is all practitioners, and many generals are in the Golden Immortal Realm."

"The grand master has compiled ten letters and sent them to Chaoge, but your majesty still hasn't sent any reinforcements."

When Zhao Gongming saw how miserable Taishi Wen Zhong and Zhang Guifang were in the Shang Dynasty, he said angrily:

"Bah, what a piece of shit the Human Emperor is, he's just a piece of shit."

"Nephew Wen Zhong, let's go. You follow me back to Jinli Island. Whoever wants to be treated in this Shang Dynasty will be treated as well."

As the top disciple of the outer sect, Zhao Gongming knew that many of the Jie Jiao disciples were officials in the Shang Dynasty, but Zhao Gongming couldn't bear the current emperor's stupidity.

Even though he is a cultivator and has never led an army to fight, he still knows that marching and fighting requires soldiers.

Just let six generals defend the city?

What? Do you really think that their disciples can spread the beans and make soldiers? Even when the Demon Clan and the Witch Clan fought, there were tens of millions of troops fighting at every turn.

Grand Master Wen Zhong and Zhang Guifang looked at each other and said:

"Thank you for your kindness, uncle, but my nephew is favored by the late king. After the catastrophe is over, my nephew will resign and return to Jinli Island."

"Uncle Master, my qualifications are dull and I'm afraid I have no chance of being a part of the Immortal Way...I want to stay in Chaoge and change...to practice the Shinto Way."

Fairy Bixiao came to Zhang Guifang and said fiercely:

"Change to Shinto? Are you trying to deceive your master and destroy your ancestors?" "Believe it or not, I will make your soul fly away right now!"

You must know that in the Jiejiao religion, the crime of apostasy is the same as the crime of massacre of fellow sect members, both of which lead to the death of one's soul.

Zhao Gongming stopped Bixiao, scanned Zhang Guifang's cultivation with his spiritual thoughts, and said:

"Shinto? I have heard from fellow Taoists that it seems to have been created by the contemporary Emperor himself. You don't need to practice in seclusion. You only need to be worshiped by living beings to improve your cultivation."

"If you really want to change to Shintoism... just change it. We monks are practicing to be free and easy."

"As for the crime of apostasy, that doesn't exist. Who said that if you practice Shinto, you can't be my disciple?"

at the same time.

Fairy Yunxiao looked towards the direction of Xiqi City, and a light flashed in her eyes.

I saw a majestic dragon of luck hovering over Xiqi City. Its luck was so great that even among all the races in the ancient world, it was enough to rank in the top [-].

solemnly said:

"It's strange. It's only been a few months since the rebellion of King Jichang of Han Dynasty. How could his luck soar to such a high level? Unless there was a premeditated plan."

Fairy Qiongxiao came to Yunxiao and said thoughtfully:

"Sister, is Han King Jichang waiting for the disciples of the Chan Sect to arrive?"

"I remember that before, Master Taiyi joined Xiqi and attacked the Shang Dynasty for the King of Han."

Fairy Bixiao put her hands on her hips and said confidently:

"Eldest sister, second sister, no matter how many disciples of the Chan sect come, even the deputy leader of the Chan sect has been defeated by us. The Twelve Golden Immortals can't even defeat their brothers."

"What's so scary about such a weak saint sect?"

Fairy Yunxiao frowned slightly, a hint of warning flashed in her eyes, and said:

"Little sister, who said Fellow Taoist Randen was defeated? In that battle, we won't win or lose."

……

Inside the Imperial Pass.

In a mansion.

The two men, who looked the same and even smelled the same, were drinking and having fun.

After sensing the presence of the four vast auras coming to the Imperial Pass, King Yan Zhu Di asked:

"What should I say? Do you want to meet Fairy Yunxiao and the others?"

"I heard that the Jie Jiao Ten Thousand Immortals are coming to court, and I think they won't reject the human race."

Zhu Di, Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, looked at his young self in front of him, always feeling like looking in a mirror, and said:

"Golden Turtle Island is too far away. It's better to wait until the Jie Jiao disciples come to Diguan, and then recruit another person and worship him as a teacher."

King Yan Zhu Di glanced at Ming Taizong strangely, as if looking at a fool, and asked:

"Are you... confused? Fairy Yunxiao is a quasi-sacred person with great supernatural powers. If you don't want to be your teacher, who else do you want to be your teacher?"

"Oh~ I understand, it turns out you want to marry..."

When Ming Taizong Zhu Di heard this, his face darkened, he slammed the wine bottle in his hand at Yan King Zhu Di, and said angrily:

"Shut up and stop talking nonsense!"

King Yan Zhu Di said with a smile:

"Certainly"

Once the words are spoken, the rules follow!

The wine bottle was fixed in mid-air.

Then, King Yan Zhu Di looked around, his expression full of gossip, and said:

"It's okay, what can't be said? What are you afraid of when the unscrupulous descendant is in front of you?"

"Even if the father... well, even if the father disagrees, it will be fine if the mother agrees."

The corners of Ming Taizong Zhu Di's mouth twitched slightly and he sighed:

"Oh, you...no, we are so lucky to be able to grow up safely."

He finally discovered who the second child resembled in his reckless temperament.

Even if you know that your father is afraid of your mother, you can't talk about it on live broadcast. (End of chapter)