Conferred God: High Priest of Yin and Shang Dynasties

Chapter 139 Don’t believe in any saints
The earth-shattering killing cry shocked everything into hibernation.

The war drums were beating, and the Dashan army rushed towards the gap in the city wall.

General Xiqi wanted to lead his soldiers to block the gap, but was overwhelmed by the overwhelming force in the blink of an eye.

Xiqi Palace, inside the main hall.

In the place where people were discussing state affairs with great excitement, all the civil and military officials had dispersed.

When the capital was surrounded, some people took their families to the other side of the desert along a path that only they knew.

Someone killed his wife and children and then committed suicide.

Xiqi's so-called unity is not worth mentioning in front of absolute strength.

The people praised Ji Chang for being wise, but they were more afraid of being massacred. While holding high the banner of Emperor Xiqi, they sewed the black bird flag at home, ready to welcome the king into the city.

In the empty hall, Ji Chang's hanging rope was cut and he fell heavily to the ground.

Then he heard the voice that turned into a nightmare and tormented him day and night.

"ended."

Baiyao looked at him indifferently, and then looked at this magnificent palace.

The totem of the five-clawed golden dragon billows in the clouds and mist carved on the wall, and the auspicious clouds form in formation, showing nobility.

Even the materials for that dragon chair came from Fangwai, exuding a little bit of aura.

Although the person who explained the teaching ran away, Ji Chang actually experienced the feeling of being an emperor.

Ji Chang's hair was disheveled, his clothes were disheveled, and he was panting on the ground.

Baiyao gently placed his hand on the dragon chair, and then a fire pattern lit up between his eyebrows, burning this treacherous throne into ashes.

He stood on the high platform, crossed Ji Chang, looked out at the war-torn city through the wide open palace door, and said softly:
"I heard that your eldest son was taken away by someone from outside the country."

Ji Chang's eyes were dull, but after hearing Ji Kao, he regained some energy.

He stood up slowly, straightened his dragon robe, took a deep breath, as if to embolden himself, and raised his head slightly to look at Baiyao:
"Whoever destroys the Yin Dynasty and Shang Dynasty will definitely destroy the Zhou Dynasty."

But when he saw the calmness in the eyes of the young man in white on the high platform, he felt that he had no confidence.

Baiyao said nothing, his black and white eyes were calm and calm.

Ji Chang's hands hidden in his sleeves trembled slightly. He mustered up his courage, gritted his teeth and roared:
"My son will definitely step on your bones and march into Chaoge! Avenge my Zhou family!"

His roar mixed with fear echoed in the hall for a long time.

As if he had truly seen through life and death, he pointed at Baiyao and vented his fear:
"The killings are overwhelming! There will be endless wars while in power! Even Bohou will be killed! Heaven and man will punish him together!"

"I can't kill you! That doesn't mean others can't kill you!"

Suddenly, a strong wind came and directly locked Ji Chang's limbs, forcing him to kneel on the ground.

Baiyao glanced at him and said casually:
"Too much nonsense. I'm just here to prevent you from committing suicide. It will be difficult to find a sacrifice for a great prince and traitor like you in the future."

Burst after gust of wind howled in the hall, forcing Ji Chang's family members to kneel down beside him one after another.

His wife Tai Si, his mother Tai Jiang, his third son Ji Xian...

Not long after, Xiqi doctor San Yisheng was also blown into the hall by the wind.

Some of them had burn marks on their bodies, and some had red and purple strangulation marks on their necks. They all tried to commit suicide but failed.

The moment they saw Da Zhu, many people's psychological defenses collapsed.

Failure to commit suicide means that they will be subjected to excruciating torture on the altar.

Afraid that they would disturb him, Baiyao sealed their mouths.

There is nothing to communicate with the traitors.

Even if there is a huge reason, if you rebel, you will die.

In this era, he is the most righteous.

The era of princes is about to pass, and soon a new great merchant will appear in the world.

Northern Bohou Chonghou Hu, father and son were both imprisoned and became sacrifices for the state sacrifice.

Jiang Wenhuan, the Marquis of Dongbo, will trade his title for a lifetime of wealth under pressure from the court.

Nanbohou E Chongyu died at the hands of the barbarians. His son Eshun already understood the current situation and did not follow the rules and proposed to seize the title. He would also gain wealth for a lifetime.

Now, Xiqi, the last enemy in the world, has become history from the moment the merchant army entered the city.

Now think about it, except for Bei Bohou, the sons of the other three princes have all survived and will live well.

Especially for Ji Chang, his eldest son went to Fangwai, and his second son became Da Zhu's adopted son. His merits were profound.

Baiyao smiled, looked at Ji Chang, and said softly:
"Your fate is not bad, you are worthy of being the one who has been destined by fate."

He walked down the high platform step by step, and the sound of urging footsteps sounded in everyone's heart. Everyone except Ji Chang was terrified.

Many years ago, this same person came to Xiqi, and the nobles of Xiqi also knelt on the ground tremblingly, and finally became sacrifices.

At this moment, just as at that moment.

Xiqi will disappear into smoke and become the base camp for Fuhao to conquer the barbarian tribes.

Baiyao walked outside the palace and looked at the war in the distance, feeling very happy in his heart.

At the same time, a sense of accomplishment also appeared in my heart.

He did it, changed the outcome of Dashang, and annihilated Xiqi, who represented the destiny. The rebels did not even see the gate of Sishui Pass.

Perhaps he couldn't predict what happened after that according to the original work as before, but Dashang would no longer be destroyed by civil strife.

Whether it was the annihilation of Yuan Futong or the attack on Xiqi, in his opinion, it was all an internal struggle among the human race.

Before fighting against the outside world, one must first settle down the inside. In the future, practitioners may be able to stop a war in the human world, or they may not be able to stop it.

But no matter what, the Great Chamber of Commerce ushered in a period of peace.

With the addition of Jie Jiao's disciples, Dashang's development speed will be indescribable.

At that time, it's okay if Chanjiao doesn't offend him, but if he dares to offend him, he will be beaten outside.

After the first three levels of the sacrificial practice system are stabilized and perfect practice techniques are in place, an extraordinary army will be created that does not rely on the way of heaven.

"Boom—"

The palace city of Xiqi Palace collapsed, and countless soldiers of the Great Shang rushed in.

Any rebels who stood in their way were chopped to pieces.

Taking a closer look, the leader is actually Di Xin?

He had not personally led an army in a battle for a long time, and he could run faster than a horse with an ax in hand.

Under his great strength, not a single body of the rebels was intact.

Su Quanzhong and others did not dare to run far and guarded him, fearing that something would happen to the king.

"Hahaha happy!"

Bathed in the blood of the enemy, Di Xin seemed to have regained the arrogance he had when he fought on the battlefield, laughing and leading the charge.

"He is also a good candidate for practicing the way of sacrifice."

Baiyao said to himself.

However, to be cautious, he had to ensure that there was nothing wrong with his cultivation state before letting Di Xin practice.

Di Xin was a smart Shang king who dared to innovate and reform and could not die in his experiments.

Baiyao was not good at political affairs. At most, he would come up with some ideas from his hometown and then let Di Xin implement them in detail.

All he can do is act as Di Xin's backing.

The shouts of killing are getting closer and closer, and some rebels have retreated not far from Baiyao.

But after they saw the Nine Heavens Black Bird robe, they didn't even dare to get close.

Someone committed suicide on the spot, dyeing the stone steps outside the temple blood red.

Some people put down their weapons and tried to beg for mercy, but they were split in half by Di Xin who was rushing at the front.

Not long after, Di Xin came outside the hall.

Seeing that the traitors were all suppressed in the palace, he threw away his axe, stepped forward and grabbed Baiyao's hand, his eyes turned red and he said:
"Big congratulations! I'm worried to death!"

All the soldiers below saluted and shouted:

"Kowtow to Da Zhu!" The commanders of the Xiaoqiu were relieved to see that Da Zhu had indeed recovered.

Baiyao's spotless clothes were stained with some blood by Di Xin. He smiled and accepted Di Xin's enthusiasm, thinking that this was the first time he had blood on his hands.

When killing the Ability God, the Ability God will be wiped out in ashes.

"Your Majesty, please don't do this kind of thing like going into battle in person in the future."

He smiled at Di Xin.

"I promise this will be the last time!" Di Xin laughed and let go of his hand, walking into the hall.

He scanned the crowd bound by the wind and found Ji Chang at the front.

The king looked down at the leader of the rebels and said in a cold voice:

"Ji Chang, do you regret it?"

The family members were all caught, and Ji Chang was extremely depressed, as if he had heard nothing, and remained silent.

When Di Xin saw this, he snorted coldly and began to look at the treasonous palace.

By evening, the rebels in the city had been eliminated.

Every household of the common people hangs a black bird flag sewn by themselves, and the doors of their homes are open, allowing the soldiers of the merchants to search for treason.

A heavy snowfall was coming at a moment's notice, and Baiyao had been standing outside the main hall, meeting the royal family.

Bigan, who set off with the Western Expedition army, led the royal family to kneel down and cry in front of Dashang.

They almost lost Da Zhu again.

Baiyao comforted them, and after they left, he asked Huang Feihu to stay.

As a member of the Western Expeditionary Army, Huang Feihu was second only to Fuhao in military rank. He took the lead in attacking cities and strongholds, which can be said to be a great achievement.

He couldn't hide his excitement, clasped his hands and said:
"Please give me your instructions!"

Baiyao nodded and said softly:
"A few years ago, your three-year-old eldest son Huang Tianhua suddenly disappeared in the back garden. Is this happening?"

Huang Feihu was silent for a moment and replied:
"My best wishes, this is indeed the case."

The disappearance of his eldest son has always been a pain in Huang Feihu's heart. This incident shocked Chaoge back then, and even Emperor Xin ordered that Huang Tianhua must be found.

But as of today, there is no news at all.

There was heavy snow in Baiyao's eyes, and the world was extremely desolate.

He said to Huang Feihu:
"Your son was kidnapped by the Qingxu Daode Zhenjun of Chanjiao and became his disciple."

Huang Tianhua was born with a murderous aura in the sky. True Lord Qingxu Moral passed by Chaoge on a cloud, but was blocked by the murderous aura. Seeing Huang Tianhua's strange appearance and noble appearance, he took him up the mountain.

But in Baiyao's view, this is no different from a human trafficker.

Even Master Taiyi would ask Li Jing and his wife before accepting a disciple.

It would have been better for the True Monarch of Morality to be taken away directly and let Huang Tianhua serve as his apprentice.

Baiyao doesn't see any morality at all.

However, the magic weapon that made True Monarch Moral the most famous is basically in his hands now.

Huang Feihu suddenly raised his head when he learned the news about his son.

Although he is a mortal, he has had many interactions with practitioners and knows that Chanjiao is a great sage teaching outside the country.

At this moment, when he learned that his son had been kidnapped by those who taught him the truth, uncontrollable anger grew in his brows and eyes.

But Baiyao said again:
"When the master returns to the court and everything is stable, I will teach you the method of cultivation and help you find Huang Tianhua."

Upon hearing this, Huang Feihu kowtowed heavily and said in a choked voice:
"Thank you and wish me the best!"

"Don't be too hasty to thank me yet," Baiyao walked down the steps in the snow, walked past Huang Feihu, and said softly: "Within three years, whether you want to take a concubine or think of other ways, you must have at least five children, both men and women. , this is the will.”

The sons that Huang Feihu gave birth to were all quite fierce, presumably because of their strong genes.

He wanted to see the eight-year-old immortal-killer Huang Tianxiang in advance. If Huang Feihu had more children, he could see more Huang Tianxiang.

After Baiyao left, Huang Feihu raised his head and said with disbelief:
"Is this an order to have a baby?"

He also thought that Da Zhu left him to answer a task similar to hunting down the Ability God.

Didn't expect to have more children?
Also issued a decree requiring the quantity?

Huang Feihu was a little confused, but after hearing the whereabouts of his eldest son, he didn't care about anything else and planned to start practicing when he returned.

Take concubines, take ten!

Following Da Zhu’s orders, Madam can’t say anything!
He stood up, patted the snow on his body, and left Xiqi Palace.

Soon this place will be burned to the ground.

...

chaos.

The boundless darkness can swallow up anyone's five senses.

Without concepts, if you go forward in some places, you will retreat thousands of miles away; if you go back in some places, you will fall into an abyss that can tear the body of a saint to pieces.

The only perfect concept in chaos is the "gestation" brought by the great god Pangu when he created the world.

He gave birth to the prehistoric era and gave birth to all things.

But prehistoric times are just an insignificant point of light in the chaos.

Chaos has no boundaries, it is endless. In some relatively calm areas, light bubbles will be born, and billions of stars will be born inside.

However, the survival time of these light bubbles is far less than that of the ancient times. They may have been shattered into slag just after they were born, and were crushed into nothingness by the chaotic energy.

Pangu used his strength to prove the Tao, and after opening the sky, he died of exhaustion.

But his Word has never disappeared.

It was his Tao that protected the ancient world and made it difficult for the chaotic energy to invade that colorful world that gave birth to all races.

33 The Zixiao Palace outside Chongtian has disappeared. After the sermon ended, no one knew where Daozu went.

Taisu Tianwa Palace was also in chaos.

The evil spirit compass was thrown to the ground casually by Nuwa, and all the waiters in Wa's palace were dismissed a quarter of an hour ago.

Her expression was extremely cold, completely different from usual. She was sitting on her holy throne, unusually quiet.

There was no trace of maternal brilliance in the purple eyes anymore, only pure coldness and ruthlessness remained.

She practices the way of heaven and becomes a saint through the influence of the way of humanity. She possesses the dual identities of the supreme being of the way of humanity and the saint of the way of heaven, and will remain immortal for hundreds of millions of kalpas.

But she can no longer unite heaven and man. She possesses the emptiness of human nature, but all the original rules of heaven will no longer be revealed to her when she becomes a saint.

She once told Baiyao not to believe in any saint.

including her.

Along with the great catastrophe, not only some things in the prehistoric era are changing, but chaos is also undergoing its own changes.

If someone can ignore any obstacles and observe chaos, they can find that in a place far away from the prehistoric world, so far away that the light spot has disappeared.

There is a huge star filled with evil spells, slowly rotating in the chaos.

The chaotic energy cannot destroy it, and even the evil energy it emits can destroy the chaotic energy in turn.

There are twenty evil spells that are always bright and form a circle around the stars.

In the center of the circle, a naked humanoid creature is being gestated.

He looked calm, as if he was sleeping soundly, absorbing the evil spirit and swallowing up all the incomplete concepts in the chaos.

As if talking in his sleep, he spoke from time to time and said some incomprehensible words:
"Your fate is not bad, you are worthy of being the one who has been destined by fate."

...

"Your Majesty, please don't do this kind of thing like going into battle in person in the future."

...

"Your son was kidnapped by the Qingxu Daode Zhenjun of Chanjiao and became his disciple."

...

(End of this chapter)