Conferred Gods: Starting from the Third Prince Long

Chapter 89 The Crown Prince’s Majesty
Is Ao Bing wind or cloud?
He didn't answer, just smiled meaningfully and said, "You will know later."

As soon as the words fell, the person turned into white light and immediately escaped into the cave, leaving only the lingering sound echoing in the mountain wind:

"Have a good time guarding the place. I'll be released one day. I have something to do with you as my teacher."

Tianxiang bowed his head and bowed silently.

Although I didn't know what happened to Master, I still answered "yes" honestly.

A few days later, Wen Zhong's army came to the city again.

This time he finally invited the Ten Heavenly Lords of Jin'ao Island, and made an agreement with Jiang Ziya to break the formation and relieve it, and each showed his mastery in interpreting the two religions.

Jiang Ziya promised readily, but in fact the battle method was nonsense.

Thinking of how Ao Bing had deployed the Five Dragon Formation to defeat the Four Saints of Kowloon Island and the Four Generals of the Demon Family, he must have mastered this skill.

So Yang Jian was sent to invite him personally.

After receiving the notice, Ao Bing immediately left the customs and followed everyone to see Ziya.

Lao Jiangtou sat upright in Yin'an Hall, looking as steady as an old dog, but in fact there was sweating on his forehead.

I don’t know what happened these two days.

His energy is getting worse and worse, and he always gets sleepy in the middle of a busy day.

In the past, even if I didn't sleep for several days, I would still feel energetic and energetic.

Recently, if I don't take a nap at noon, I can't concentrate, and I even tend to be forgetful.

He only has the fruits of immortality, but has not yet become an immortal.

I thought it was a normal reaction of old age.

Don't you know that among the ten heavenly kings of Jin'ao Island invited by Wen Zhong, there is a soul-falling array.

The leader of the formation, whose surname is Yao Mingbin, has set up an incense table in it. He has befriended Jiang Shang, a straw man, and worshiped the souls, secretly committing murderous acts.

It was also because he was destined to suffer seven deaths and three disasters that he suffered this misfortune.

In the original work, he was first beaten to death by the Four Saints of Kowloon Island, which was called his death.

The down-and-out array master Yao Bin worshiped the two souls and six souls, which he called two deaths.

Taking one of Zhao Gongming's divine whips is called three deaths.

Lu Yue spread the plague to Xiqi and died in a short time, which is called the four deaths.

The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit used the Hunyuan Hammer to hit the back of the heart, causing it to fall into four different directions, which is called five deaths.

Shen Gongbao caught up and opened the dzi bead. It hit the center of the back and rolled down the saddle, which was called six deaths.

When Taigong is in Qi, he governs the country according to the law and makes the people follow the time. When the five months are not over, the country of Qi is governed.The queen's teeth died, which was called the Seven Deaths.

The three disasters are even more painful.

First, his eyes were injured by Fairy Caiyun.

Then Yu Detong passed away the pox.

Later, Lu Yue was trapped in the Wenhuang formation for a hundred days.

One by one, each one is more difficult than Monk Tang's study of scriptures.

On the journey to the west, Tathagata Buddha invited a group of actors to accompany the prince to study, but they would not eat them alive if they caught them.

But what about Jiang Ziya?
Every step is a hurdle, and every three steps is a difficulty.

The people in Jiejiao are not used to him at all, and they will never leave him alive if they can kill him.

Now because of Ao Bing's intervention, the plot direction has deviated.

The Four Saints of Kowloon Island allowed him to survive.

This time the prince is not here, and no one can understand Ziya's second death, so he can only accept it obediently.

"Fellow Daoist Jiang, Friend Daoist Jiang."

After Ao Bing entered the palace, he saw the old man staring blankly and taking a nap silently. He couldn't help but call him several times.

The generals around him were about to speak but stopped.

Among them, Jin Zha said angrily:

"My uncle has been working hard for many days and is busy with military affairs, so he is just tired.

What if you wait a little longer and let him sleep? "

Ao Bing glanced coldly and glared at Jin Zha.

The other party immediately glared back angrily.

The prince snorted coldly and immediately said:
"In that case, let's just wait. If Jiang Ziya doesn't wake up today, no one will be allowed to leave Yin'an Palace!"

After that, Huang Tianxiang was asked to guard the door.

The generals were so impressed by their former majesty that they did not dare to speak out.

Jin Zha was blocked by his words, his face turned red with anger, and he sat down bitterly, having spent time with Ao Bing.

A group of people just sat like this, silently waiting for Jiang Shang to wake up.

At the beginning, everyone was calm.

Later, he slowly raised his eyes and looked around, checking to see if the Prime Minister was awake from time to time.

Until the sun sets and someone's stomach growls with hunger, Old Ginger Head still sleeps soundly.

From time to time, he also pokes his mouth.

Finally, someone couldn't sit still and looked at Jin Zha complainingly.

In full view of the crowd, Jin Zha was sitting on pins and needles, knowing that he had offended everyone.

But he had ridiculed Ao Bing last time, and now it was even harder to admit his mistake, so he could only support him with all the eyes on him.

I felt regretful and angry at the same time.

He regretted that he shouldn't have spoken out casually, but he was angry that Ao Bing targeted him like this.

"Prince, I see it's getting late. The generals are already hungry after sitting around for a long time. How about we eat first?"

As the founding King Wucheng of Xiqi, Huang Feihu had the highest title and had to speak on behalf of everyone.

Ao Bing gave him a cold glance, showing no face at all.

"I said, no one is allowed to leave Yin'an Hall until Jiang Ziya wakes up."

His words were as clear as cold mist, and their power was terrifying.

Coupled with the previous consecutive defeats against Zhang Guifang, the Four Generals of the Demon Family, and the Four Saints of Kowloon Island, his prestige is unparalleled.

Even Huang Feihu didn't dare to speak for a moment and could only sit back down with a sigh.

So ever.

Everyone patiently sat there for another half an hour.

The sun finally set completely, and even the afterglow of the setting sun was obscured by the stars and the moon.

Ao Bing asked someone to come in and hold the lamp, and made a posture of sitting there until dawn.

Look at Jiang Ziya again.

He was snoring like thunder, and he was sleeping so darkly that he didn't even have the slightest intention of waking up.
The generals were quiet. You looked at me and I looked at you. They were restless.

In the end, they all unanimously stared at Jin Zha angrily.

Why do you think you messed with him so well?

The Prime Minister wants to treat people with courtesy, but you have to go against him and bring trouble to me and other generals.

The overwhelming resentment could not be hidden, and turned into a demon with teeth and claws, covering Jinmu and Erza.

The sights that swept over him were like sharp knives, piercing his face and changing his expression. "How about...you admit your mistake to him?"

Mu Zha poked his brother with his elbow, feeling a little unable to bear it.

Jin Zha was distraught and ashamed, staring blankly at the empty wall.

He didn't dare to look at anyone now.

In just one short day, he spent the whole day in torment, his mind was in chaos, and he thought about all the memories of the past.

Why should I speak?
Why should I provoke him?
Obviously I have no enmity with him.

My younger brother Nezha is dead, but he first killed the patrolling Yaksha, and then relied on his ability to kill hundreds of people in the Dragon Palace. Shouldn't he die?

Moreover, God Haotian personally imposed the punishment. It was clear that the matter was over, so why should I still be entangled?
He asked himself over and over again, recalling over and over again.

Slowly, it seemed that even the walls, the roof, the lights, and the bluestones on the ground began to wink at him sarcastically.

As if to say: "You are wrong! You are wrong!"

until the end

Even Yang Jian couldn't stand it and said loudly:
"Ao Bing, let's call Uncle Jiang. He has been sleeping for long enough."

The prince made an icy glance, looked at him with a ferocious brow, and said in a pointed way:
"My Taoist friend has been working hard for many days and is busy with military affairs, so he is just tired.

What if you wait a little longer and let him sleep? "

These were Jin Zha's original words, and he said them intact at this moment.

Immediately, the famous Yang Jian's face turned red and he was at a loss.

Looking around awkwardly:
"In that case, it's okay to wait."

When he uttered the last sentence, he glanced at the crowd indifferently.

There was both anger at Ao Bing for going online, and also blame at Jin Zha for looking for trouble.

Jin Zha was overwhelmed by everyone's resentment and was already on pins and needles.

Now I see that even Yang Jian, who has the best temper, has a problem with him and finally breaks through his defense completely.

He stood up angrily and shouted loudly:

"Ao Bing, don't you just want me to admit defeat with you?

Why don't I just admit defeat? "

The prince did not speak, as if he was out of touch with the outside world. He sat firmly in his place without even raising his eyelids.

"Ao Bing, I'm talking to you!"

Seeing that he ignored her, Jin Zha felt even more embarrassed. He felt that the eyes of the people around him were like lit torches, burning his face.

His heart was empty, beads of sweat rolled down his head, and his breathing became short.

So he strode out of the crowd and came to the prince.

"Ao Bing, you speak, I let you speak!!"

Unfortunately, the person in front of him remained silent.

"Ao Bing, Ao Bing!!"

Jin Zha shouted, his face turned red.

He had never been ashamed in his life, but now he couldn't hold his breath, and streaks of hot sweat ran down his face.

Finally, it seemed that the tipping point had been reached.

The eyes of the people around him seemed to be mocking him, mocking his ignorance and stupidity.

Jin Zha fell backward and sat helplessly on the ground.

"I admit defeat and I apologize to you!"

He covered his face and burst into tears at some point. He choked and said:
"I shouldn't have troubled you.

My brother Nezha killed Yaksha of the East China Sea and killed hundreds of people in the Dragon Palace. God Haotian’s sentence was fair and strict, and Nezha also deserved it! !
I shouldn't cause trouble for you!I apologize to you!I apologize to you! ! ! "

He cried and stated his fault over and over again, and his Taoist heart completely collapsed.

Ao Bing opened his eyes, his face expressionless.

Everyone finally discovered that he seemed to have never laughed well since he entered the palace.

In the past, the prince was kind and gentle, greeting him with a smile without saying a word, but now he is as cold as cold fog, giving people an unpredictable majesty.

Aloof and unpredictable.

They are as different as two different people.

What kind of person is Jin Zha?

Explain the teachings to my senior brother, the authentic Taoist sect.

In the past, I have always looked higher than my head and was arrogant.

The sentence on the left is a heretic, and the sentence on the right is an ordinary person.

Apart from fellow disciples of Chan Cult, who else has he seen?

But what about today?

The prince forced the opponent to break his defense on the spot and confess his sins without using a single sword or a word.

This violent conspiracy is like a ghost or a god.

It's eye-opening and incredible at the same time.

It turns out that if you want to kill someone, you don't have to use a knife.

Secular vision, rejection by people's hearts, and even ordinary rumors can be the straw that breaks the camel's back.

For a time, all the generals present were more and more in awe of him.

Even Yang Jian and Huang Tianhua, who had always been unruly figures, began to admire in their hearts.

They could easily defeat Jin Zha, but it was impossible for him to regret the past and admit his mistakes like this.

But Ao Bing did it.

He accurately took advantage of people's hearts and the embarrassment in Jin Zha's heart.

"Sure enough, the scheming is deep and unpredictable." Huang Tianhua opened his eyes and thought to himself, "I must not mess with him in the future, otherwise Jin Zha will be my fate." '

Ao Bing was not as scary as everyone thought, he just used some small tricks to punish him.

"Muzha."

He called names suddenly.

In the crowd, Mu Zha was looking at his collapsed brother with complex eyes. Hearing this, his body trembled in fright. He quickly stood up and held his hands, lowering his head and not daring to raise his eyes:

"Yes, I am!"

His voice trembled, he was completely aware of Ao Bing's terror, and he was afraid that he would be raped by him too.

Unfortunately, the prince did not have that idea.

There has been enough trouble today. If he continues, it will only make everyone think that he is narrow-minded and unforgiving.

So he opened his mouth and said:
"Help your brother back to his room and have a good rest!"

Muzha, as if he had been granted amnesty, hurriedly and respectfully said "yes", then stepped forward to help Jin Zha up, and hurried out of the palace.

Ao Bing looked at Huang Feihu again at this time, his pressure was frighteningly low: "King Wu Cheng, are you still hungry?"

　Have a vote, brother, cute

　　
　
(End of this chapter)