I, Kunpeng, established the Heaven Court at the beginning and seized the position of Saint

Chapter 135 Bo Yikao and Jiang Ziya [asking for monthly ticket]

Chaoge, Royal Palace

"You are truly worthy of being a man destined to be a god!"

After feeling the wisps of strong luck being devoured by him, Emperor Xin couldn't help but reveal a satisfied smile, thinking that all his planning was worth it.

"The chess piece has been planted!"

Emperor Xin looked calmly outside the city of Chaoge. Jiang Ziya was a man destined to be a god, so his luck was naturally incomparable to that of ordinary people.

According to his calculations, the birth of three sons would naturally take away a part of his fortune, and the same was true for Ma.

As the person behind all this, he naturally got a part of the fortune by dividing Jiang Ziya's destiny.

"But this little calculation cannot shake the foundation of the destiny of God. However, it can be the last straw that breaks the camel's back in the last weak moment."

Emperor Xin's indifferent voice echoed, and he turned his head and looked at the place where the four great princes came to Chaoge to live.

"But right now, there is a lot of luck to be harvested."

Just as Emperor Xin was secretly thinking about his next plan, Nezha appeared outside the palace.

"Greetings, Your Majesty. Xiqi Jichang, Jifa and others will reach Chaoge in three days."

Hearing Nezha's reply, Emperor Xin smiled with satisfaction.

"Nezha, it's up to you now. It's time for our future Xibohou Bo Yikao to meet the future prime minister."

When Emperor Xin laughed indifferently, Nezha in the hall also smiled.

"Don't worry, my king. I'll leave this matter to Nezha."

Nezha has a bad character and he is very good at tricking people.

As Nezha retreated, Emperor Xin showed a satisfied smile.

"The chessboard has been unfolded. It depends on each party's move. There is also another body of mine in this world!"

When he said this, Emperor Xin looked towards the north dimly.

After the decisive battle between the wizard and the lich, the demon master Kunpeng hid in the North Sea. No one in the ancient world knew where he was, and even the saints could not calculate his location accurately.

Kunpeng, the Lord of the North Sea!

He is also the Lord of Beiming, and he knows clearly where Beiming is hiding.

"almost!"

Emperor Xin's deep black eyes looked towards the north, as if he had already seen the hiding place of Beiming Kunpeng.

He wanted to gain the greatest benefit in this world, but relying on his own continuous improvement was too slow.

Only by devouring this fellow from another world can we make better plans.

……

It is said that when the eight hundred princes were about to arrive in Chaoge, Jiang Ziya came to Chaoge every day to observe the princes. On this day, accompanied by Nezha, he happened to meet Bo Yikao, the son of King Xibo.

Inside the tavern.

"Sir, you are truly a man of great talent."

After a brief acquaintance, Bo Yikao raised his glass to toast with a modest smile on his face, which made Nezha at the side couldn't help but tease:
"Uncle Master, I met Bo Yikao on the battlefield in Beihai. Although his abilities are not that great, he has great luck."

When Nezha said this, he looked envious, while Bo Yikao beside him smiled and waved his hand:
"I'm not as brave as General Nezha, but I was just lucky enough to capture two princes."

Jiang Ziya watched this scene with a smile, but was secretly amazed in his heart.

The fortune of this Xibo Hou Bo Yikao was the best he had ever seen in his life, especially the purple aura above his head.

The aura of Ziwei! This is the appearance of a natural king.

However, considering that Bo Yikao was the eldest son of King Xibo, his expedition to the North Sea was a show of filial piety to heaven and earth, which made Jiang Ziya nod secretly.

Bo Yikao joined the Beihai battlefield as the only legitimate eldest son of the princes in the world. King Ji Chang of the Western Zhou Dynasty also took great pains to gain a good reputation.

Similarly, Emperor Xin also added fuel to the fire in order to satisfy the wishes of Ji Chang, the King of Xibo.

Don't you, the Xibohou, want a good reputation? Then he will satisfy you completely, and not only that, he will also give you a big gift.

Since returning from the great victory in Beihai, King Di Xin of Shang secretly arranged for people to spread the word that Bo Yikao was a loyal and filial person.

Loyalty! As the eldest son of Xibohou, he was willing to take the risk and go to the North Sea to quell the rebellion.

Filial piety! As the eldest son, he personally went to the front line to protect his younger brothers.

He just wanted to let his eldest son Bo Yikao return to Xiqi, and he also wanted to see what Ji Fa would do.

"Although you are a Taoist monk, your literary and military skills are beyond the reach of ordinary people."

Bo Yikao spoke with emotion, and his words were full of intentions to win over Jiang Ziya.

Nezha, on the other hand, was drinking alone.

But Jiang Ziya just smiled without saying anything. He naturally had his own pride. Even if he was assisting others, he had to get all the treatment he deserved.

As they clinked glasses, Nezha seemed to be secretly conveying a message to Jiang Ziya.

"Uncle Master, this Bo Yikao has made many military achievements in the North Sea, so the king has decided to reward Xibo Hou Jichang with a son who will be one of the princes of the North Sea."

"And this Bo Yikao will probably follow his father back to Xiqi this time."

With Nezha as the little spy, Jiang Ziya suddenly became enlightened, as if he understood something, and he was somewhat moved.

The future King Xibo will have the same fortune!
After three rounds of drinks, Bo Yikao couldn't help but smile.

"Sir, you are a great talent, but I had a dream last night. Today I am able to see you, and I hope you can give me some advice."

In this age of gods and demons, dream interpretation is a common practice, especially for people of noble status, where the dreams are extremely important.

Facing Bo Yikao's request, Jiang Ziya did not hesitate at all and nodded with a smile:
"I hope you can speak, my lord."

When Bo Yikao recalled this dream, there was still a hint of shock in his eyes, and his expression became even more solemn.

"Sir, Bo Yikao has had dreams before, but none of them were so real. Even now, they are still vivid in my mind."

"At three o'clock last night, I had a strange dream. In my dream, I saw a white-browed tiger in the southeast with wings growing from its sides. I was in the tent.

After seeing this, I hurriedly called out to my attendants, and I saw a fire behind the stage shooting up into the sky. Then there was a loud noise, and I woke up with a start, realizing it was all a dream.

Even now when I think of Bo Yikao, I am secretly shocked. I don’t know why last night’s dream was too real.

Jiang Ziya didn't react at first, but the next moment he stared at the other person with wide eyes and a hint of shock in his eyes.

Is this God's will?

Only Nezha was secretly laughing, because he was the one who entered the dream with his true spirit, and the so-called too-real tiger in the dream was naturally his transformation.

As the son of a prince, especially Bo Yikao, his luck is unmatched by ordinary people. It is naturally impossible for a cultivator like him to easily invade his dream.

But what if the King of Shang helps?
Emperor Xin's aura as a king was enough to suppress eight hundred princes in the world. It was easy for him to suppress a mere Bo Yikao in the city of Chaoge.

Therefore, with the help of Emperor Xin, Nezha easily accomplished this task. "May I ask Taoist Master Jiang, is this a good or bad omen?"

Facing Bo Yikao's questions, Jiang Ziya's heart was in turmoil, but his face remained calm.

"I still have a question about this dream!"

Under Jiang Ziya's puzzled gaze, Bo Yikao nodded solemnly and said, "Please speak frankly, Taoist priest."

"May I ask, my lord, what was this big tent that you saw in your dream last night?"

Jiang Ziya's question made Bo Yikao extremely embarrassed. Finally, after looking at Nezha, as if to tell him that there were only three of them present, he made up his mind.

However, Bo Yikao still said in a low voice: "This tent is the military tent of my father, Marquis Xibo."

boom!
After saying this, Jiang Ziya was greatly encouraged, but Bo Yikao looked embarrassed.

After all, his father was still alive, and in his dream he was in the tent of Marquis Xibo, but that didn't mean he was already Marquis Xibo.

If it were to spread outside, it would easily cause misunderstanding.

However, Jiang Ziya suppressed his fear and laughed:

"Congratulations, Crown Prince. This dream is a very auspicious sign. It means that you will have ministers who are pillars of the country and guests who are wise and virtuous. You will be as talented as Feng Hou and Yi Yin."

Jiang Ziya naturally knew that he couldn't tell him that he was about to get the title of Xibohou, and Bo Yikao was not stupid either, so he didn't ask about this in detail, but he still asked in confusion:
"Why do you think this dream is a good omen, Master Jiang?"

Jiang Ziya coughed lightly, and he was also thick-skinned, and laughed directly:
"In the past, Emperor Gaozong of Shang once dreamt of a flying bear, which was said to be a legend among the builders. Now, the prince dreamt of a tiger with wings at night, which was a bear. He also saw a fire behind the stage, which was an image of forging something with fire.

Now the west belongs to gold, and gold will be forged when it meets fire. If you forge cold gold, it will become a great tool. This is a sign of great prosperity. The old Taoist priests are particularly happy to congratulate. "

"Flying bear enters the dream!?"

Bo Yikao was extremely shocked when he heard this, while Nezha, who was standing beside him, lowered his head and almost laughed out loud.

Only Jiang Ziya looked calm and composed, but in fact he was filled with turmoil.

Isn’t Feixiong the Taoist name of Jiang Ziya?
Isn't this talking about him!
Nezha on the side laughed heartily, "Do I need to think about this?"

Under Bo Yikao's puzzled gaze, Nezha proudly puffed out his chest and pointed at his uncle Jiang Ziya beside him and said:

"My uncle, Nezha, is a disciple of the saint of Yuxu Palace in Kunlun Mountain. His Taoist name is Feixiong. Bo Yikao Feixiong appeared in my dream and I also dreamed of the tent of Xibohou.

Isn't it that Bo Yikao will succeed the throne of Xibohou in the future, and then have such a minister of state and a guest of wisdom, which is exactly what I met today, my uncle Nezha!"

Nezha had an arrogant look on his face, and because he was familiar with him, he looked at Bo Yikao teasingly and said:

"It can't be that you just had a dream last night, and today this pillar of the country and this great guest is me, Nezha, right?"

This rhetorical question made Bo Yikao laugh and cry, but at this moment the atmosphere at the table had changed.

Xibo Hou! A great sage!
"Please teach me, Taoist priest!"

Bo Yikao was also an extraordinary person. He had some elegance before, but after his experience on the Beihai battlefield, a hint of heroism and decisiveness appeared between his brows.

If he had indeed been worried about civil strife in Xiqi before, he had made up his mind after this battle in the North Sea.

In the dark, Nezha even transmitted the message:
"Bo Yikao, the king seems to have had an idea before. He is going to reward your great achievements to one of your brothers. Xiqi will have one more vassal and will be in charge of the North Sea."

"This time the king is summoning all the princes in the world. I'm afraid you will have to follow Xibohou back this time. You will definitely inherit the throne in the future. My uncle is a man of both civil and military skills..."

With Nezha secretly fanning the flames, Bo Yikao looked at Jiang Ziya even more excitedly.

Jiang Ziya secretly exclaimed in his heart, could this be God's will?
Flying Bear came into the dream! They met the next day!
More importantly, during this period of time, he just came down the mountain and met his own brother, and then he got engaged.

As a result, Ma dreamed of Kunlun Mountain at night, and received help from his senior brother Nan Ji Xian Weng in his dream. This was clearly his opportunity.

As a result, he got married and had children, and not long after that, he met Bo Yikao, the eldest son of King Xibo.

And people also have dreams at night!
Damn it!
It made him start to doubt!
This is destined by heaven!

"Haha, I am just a country bumpkin..."

Although Jiang Ziya was excited, he still pretended to be lazy and rejected the other party with a smile.

One is to test the other party's character, and the other is to control him. After all, once he assists the other party, he will not have such a good opportunity as now.

However, Bo Yikao was known for being easy to talk to. Not only was he not angry, but he was humble and polite without showing any anger at all.

Nezha was the only one watching and he almost laughed out loud.

Your Majesty, this plan is too evil!
As a result, Jiang Ziya and Bo Yikao, one thinks that the other is his great and wise minister, while the other thinks that the other is his wise leader.

Especially after Bo Yikao had made great contributions, he had been tolerant of his younger brother Ji Fa, but this time he was very calm.

As the eldest son, the title of Marquis of Xibo originally belonged to him, and he even laid the foundation for his younger brother to become a lord of the North Sea.

Then let Ji Fa go to Beihai. The king has the same idea anyway.

Therefore, Bo Yikao no longer had the tolerance he had last time, but was determined to win.

In the city of Chaoge, Bo Yikao met Jiang Ziya, and he felt like a great sage meeting a wise leader.

Hundreds of miles away, Xibohou and his entourage, who were on their way to Chaoge, also encountered an opportunity.

……

"Taoist Priest!"

The Xibohou Ji Chang and his son Ji Fa were seen respectfully bowing to the stone pillar.

The father and son were both panting, obviously they were in a hurry to catch up.

And on the huge rock, sitting cross-legged was an immortal with a sage-like appearance.

The immortal had a protruding forehead and a long white beard, looking like an immortal. He smiled at them, and a longevity peach was tied to the walking stick in his hand.

"I wonder why the two of you are chasing me?"

After seeing the immortal stop by, Xibohou Jichang was very excited and bowed:
"Master, my father and I went to Chaoge to pay homage to the King of Shang. We happened to see an immortal passing by on a cloud, so we came here to pay our respects."

Emperor Xin, who was dressed like an immortal from the South Pole but did not want to reveal his name, nodded with a smile on his face.

"So it's Xibo Hou. Since we are destined to meet today, I will give you a divination."

"A hexagram?"

King Ji Chang of Xibo exclaimed. You know, he is a master of fortune-telling, but the immortal in front of him dared to say this. Doesn't this mean that the other party has absolute confidence?
Ji Chang, the King of Xibo, was not a fool. Since he already knew his identity, he still dared to speak so nonsense, which meant he must have real ability.

Ordinary Taoists did not dare to tell fortunes for these princes because their luck would backfire.

Only those who have attained great enlightenment dare to tell fortunes for kings and princes.

"Please teach my father and me, Taoist priest."

King Ji Chang of Xibo bowed respectfully and behaved politely, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.

The same was true of Jifa standing next to him, with a heroic look between his brows.

However, Emperor Xin, disguised as the Immortal of the South Pole, smiled but was secretly calculating in his heart.

He wanted to see if the two men from Xiqi would fight for supremacy and there would be a river of blood!
(End of this chapter)