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

East China Sea, Jin'ao Island.

When Zhao Gongming and the seven fairies who accompanied him left the East China Sea and headed towards Xiqi, Yunxiao, led by the three fairies, arrived at the Biyou Palace on a cloud.

The moment Yunxiao stepped into the Biyou Palace, Tongtian, who was wandering in his trance, suddenly opened his eyes. After sensing something, his hearty laughter was heard in the palace.

"Haha, Daozu Hongjun passed on the sainthood, and we saints established four religions to spread the teachings throughout the world. Yunxiao should be the number one among the four religions!"

The arrogant and domineering voice echoed in the Biyou Palace, and Tongtian Sect Master laughed loudly.

Who could have thought that among the saint’s disciples, the first one to achieve the status of quasi-saint by beheading a corpse was actually him, the Jiejiao, and it was Yunxiao!
He originally thought that among the three religions, the first quasi-saint would appear among Xuandu of the Human Religion, Nan Ji Xian Weng of the Orthodox Religion, or Duobao of the Jie Religion.

As for Western religion? He had never even thought about it.

"Haha, it's really fate, chance! Chance! Chance is destined by heaven!"

Patriarch Tongtian laughed heartily. After Yunxiao beheaded the corpse, his Jiejiao was respected among the four saints. Who dared to say that he, Tongtian, could not teach his disciples!
“Yuanshi! Now you probably didn’t expect that the first person to take this step would be my disciple Tongtian Jiejiao!”

Tongtian Jiaozhu felt refreshed and happy about being able to defeat Yuanshi Tianzun!

"Disciple Yunxiao, I pay my respects to Master."

Outside the Biyou Palace, Yunxiao respectfully asked for instructions, and Tongtian Sect Master, who had already sensed Yunxiao, couldn't help but laugh and waved his hand, saying:

"Enter!"

As the Biyou Palace opened, the surrounding scene changed, and Yunxiao came directly into the hall on the auspicious clouds.

"Haha, among the three major sects of Xuanmen, Human, Chan and Jie, my Jie Sect is now the first to come out with the way of the Hunyuan Golden Immortal. My fellow Taoist Tongtian, look and see who in the world dares to laugh at my Tongtian Jie Sect!"

At this moment, Master Tongtian was full of domineering aura, his eyes looking straight towards the direction of Kunlun Mountain. Next year, he would compete with Yuanshi Tianzhen of the Chan Sect.

When facing Master Tongtian, Yunxiao said respectfully in a deep voice:

"Reporting to the master, my brother Xiantian stood up for his fellow disciples and was invited to the Yin Shang camp in the mortal world to fight against the disciples of the Chan Sect. With the magic weapon Dinghai Shenzhu bestowed by the master, my brother did not embarrass himself, but the ten golden immortals of the Chan Sect rushed over..."

As Yunxiao finished his speech, he first talked about Zhao Gongming's situation, and then said that this time he lent the magic weapon to his brother not for personal gain, but for the sake of Jiejiao.

Finally, he asked Master Tongtian not to blame him.

Now that Master Tongtian is in a good mood, you still have the mind to blame him, instead he laughed and said:

"Well, I, Zhao Gongming of Jiejiao, have been able to cause the ten great golden immortals of Xianjiao to join forces and attack. It seems that this is the end of Xianjiao."

Now, Master Tongtian is in an even better mood. First, the first disciple who stepped out of the quasi-saint realm came from his own sect, and then one of his disciples was about to join forces with the Ten Golden Immortals of the Ranchan Sect to besiege him.

Doesn’t this mean that the disciples of the Chan sect are useless and can’t afford to have fun?
He has face.

"Haha, my disciple Yunxiao, you are about to comprehend the Hunyuan and slash corpses. At the same time, you three Xiaos were born from the same source and are originally one body. If you slash corpses and enter the Hunyuan Golden Immortal Quasi-Sage realm, Qiongxiao and Bixiao will also have a source of blessing.

The three of you should return to Sanxian Island to retreat and prepare to chop up the corpse. As for Gongming's matter, you can be at ease."

Master Tongtian laughed loudly, and under the power of the saint, he had already seen Zhao Gongming and his seven attendants going to Shang Dynasty to help.

They were even very sensible. As long as the Chan sect did not launch a surprise attack, besiege or act recklessly, they would at most provide assistance and deterrence.

This made Master Tongtian nod his head repeatedly with satisfaction. This was the only way to show his ability as a disciple of the Jiejiao sect.

"Yunxiao, since your magic weapon, the Hunyuan Golden Bowl, has been lent to you, today I will give you something to protect yourself."

Master Tongtian was in a very good mood, with a big smile on his face. He raised his hand casually, and an ornament hanging from his neck slowly floated out.

“This is the Heart-piercing Lock, a top-grade innate spiritual treasure. It was given to me personally by the Taoist master when the treasures were divided at the Treasure Dividing Rock. It has been with me all year round.

Once this treasure is used, the victim will have three flowers on his head, the five qi in his chest will all dissipate, and his three souls, seven spirits, and five internal organs will be firmly locked, making it impossible for the victim to live or die. Even a Daluo Jinxian cannot escape. "

At this time, Master Tongtian said proudly that the treasure that he could carry with him was not an ordinary item.

This treasure is shaped like a longevity lock, the lock body is golden, and there are mysterious heavenly inscriptions engraved on both sides of the lock body.

Seeing the treasure in his hand, Yun Xiao couldn't help but smile and bowed:
"Thank you Master for the treasure."

Looking at Yunxiao, Tongtian Patriarch waved his hand in a good mood.

"Very well, you can go down and chop the corpse without any worries. After you enter the Hunyuan Quasi-Sage Realm, I will also visit Kunlun Mountain and Shouyang Mountain!"

At this time, Master Tongtian's face was full of smiles, which clearly showed off a bit.

The eldest and second in command always bully him and look down on him. This time he is going to bring people to give them a slap in the face.

As for the fight between Zhao Gongming and the disciples of the Chan sect, it can only be said to be child's play. If this matter is to be brought up, based on his understanding, Yuanshi will definitely have an explanation.

What is this Jiejiao, which only knows how to be violent and violent, but doesn't know how to comprehend the great Dao? How come...

So this time he took Yunxiao with him, hehe!
It can definitely shut Yuanshi’s mouth.

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Qishan, Xiqi camp.

"Brother Nezha, is what you said true?"

The four-foot-tall Tuxingsun asked excitedly, while Nezha, who was holding a glass of wine, looked proud. After hearing this, he patted his chest and shouted:
"Brother Tuxingsun, who am I, Nezha? Can I deceive you?"

When he said this, Nezha looked even more proud.

"This Xiqi's bullshit Wu Wang Jifa, wasn't he sent out just to send the princess away? Uncle Jiang has slept with so many women. Uncle Jiang's son even beat his father to death before. How dare Jifa say anything?"

"If Ji Fa wants to preserve the Great Zhou, he has to rely on us, the Chan Sect, and aren't we, the third-generation disciples, the ones who fought to the death?"

Listening to Nezha's words, Tuxingsun nodded with empathy.

"Yes, we fought to the death. Previously, I, Tu Xingsun, went to the Yin Shang camp alone to seize the Seven Arrows Book. What happened? I can't say that I have made great contributions, but I have worked hard!"

When talking about this, Tuxingsun couldn't help feeling sad and angry. He slammed the table heavily, then picked up the wine and drank it down in grief and anger.

"As a result, when Master Ran Deng left the Chan Sect, everyone forgot about my contribution and did not mention me. Only you, brother Nezha, still remember me."

When he said this, Tuxingsun was filled with sadness and grief.

He has been gossiped about behind his back a lot because of his four-foot height. Who would have thought that you would risk your life to do this? Even if you don't talk about your achievements, you could at least say a few words of comfort to us.

After all, he risked his life to go to the Shang Dynasty camp, but in the end, he didn't say a word!

When Nezha saw this, he immediately waved his hand and said:
"Brother Tuxingsun, forget it. Which of the senior uncles on the front line is in a good mood now? They had to siege Zhao Gongming before, so it would be strange if they were in a good mood. Especially since Senior Uncle Randeng turned around and left the Chan Sect, it was even more embarrassing."

As Nezha and Tuxingsun toasted each other, a cunning look flashed in Nezha's eyes, and then he pretended to be reckless and said:
"But what's good in this world? Let's finish the fight as soon as possible and return to the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain as soon as possible."

Good guy!
Do you hear this?
After hearing this, Tuxingsun showed a strong sense of envy and jealousy.

"Brother Nezha is lucky. After Uncle Taiyi got into trouble, Brother Nezha is the only one in charge of this huge fairy mountain temple."

Now that Taiyi Zhenren is dead, the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain is naturally under the control of Nezha alone. He can be said to have inherited a legacy of great wealth.

After hearing this, Nezha laughed and nodded:

"Yes, yes, after my master passes away, no one will nag me anymore. When I return to the Golden Light Cave in Qianyuan Mountain, I will raise cranes all over the mountain and fish all over the pond. I will roast cranes and stew fish every day, and take in hundreds of boys.

Just like an emperor on earth, he lives a comfortable life while being served by others."

Good guy!
After hearing what Nezha said, Tuxingsun stared with eyes wide open and his eyes turned red. Why didn't he have such a good life? His own master also died.

Then he can inherit this huge wealth.

"What's a boy? He should be like an emperor in the mortal world, with three palaces and six concubines, and a group of concubines and beauties."

Compared to Nezha's character as a naughty child, Tuxingsun has a greedy and lustful look in his eyes and proudly speaks of his desires.

"woman?"

After hearing this, Nezha was stunned for a moment, then shook his head in disdain:

"Why bother with this? Ordinary people will become old and ugly after a few decades. Don't you find it annoying?"

Nezha's look of being a full man who doesn't know the hunger of a hungry man made Tuxingsun speechless. However, it was this look that seemed to arouse Nezha's desire to win.

Nezha glared at her and said, "Brother Tuxingsun, you are short-sighted. If you really want a woman, you can come to the mortal world to find Xiqi anytime."

"I heard from people that the father and son Ji Chang and Ji Fa of Xiqi only chose young and beautiful concubines, and all the older ones were banished to the cold palace.

You said that you were raising a group of ordinary people in the fairy mountain, and when you opened your eyes after retreating, they were all old and frail. How much effort it took."

"If you want to find a young and beautiful woman, you can go directly to Xiqi. Then Ji Fa, or the King of Da Zhou, will welcome you with a smile."

Wow, Nezha is really bold to say that.

But one dares to say it and the other dares to believe it!

As the alcohol took over, Tu Xingsun's eyes turned red after hearing this, and he said with wide eyes:
"Brother Nezha, is Ji Fa really willing to give up the King of the Great Zhou?"

He still couldn't believe that the king of Xiqi was so extravagant and generous?

Nezha seemed to have his tail stepped on, and he immediately stared with wide eyes and said:
"When did I, Nezha, ever boast? Let's not talk about Uncle Jiang first, let's talk about my father! Didn't Ji Fa send his concubines to my father Li Jing's house?"

"Humph! Besides, to put it nicely, Ji Fa is the King Wu of the Great Zhou Dynasty in Xiqi. To put it bluntly, isn't he just a dog raised by our Xianjiao in the mortal world?"

"Son of Heaven! Humph, he is not the King of Shang!"

Nezha did not seem to be wrong in his arrogant tone, but it was enough for him to know this himself. It was another matter after he said it out loud.

Tuxingsun, who was standing by, was also muttering to himself after hearing this.

Son of Heaven? Yes, but not the King of Men.

The Human King is protected by the luck of heaven and earth. Although the Son of Heaven has luck as well, it does not protect himself. Ordinary thousand-year-old demons and evil spirits cannot invade, perhaps he can be protected.

As a disciple of the Chan sect, how could he not know about this?

To put it simply, the Son of Heaven is Ji Fa who downgraded himself and contributed the destiny of the King of Men to the Chan Sect. He could only get a small part of it, so he was called the Son of Heaven.

When Tuxingsun thought of Jifa's princess, he suddenly felt an obscene desire in his heart and his eyes turned red.

He risked his life on the front line, but in the end no one comforted him and he didn't even get a commendation.

It's just sleeping with a few princesses. Others can do it, so why can't he, a third-generation disciple of the Chan sect, do it?

Thinking of this, Tuxingsun suddenly became excited.

After looking up at the happy Nezha, he immediately pretended to be drunk.

"Hey, Brother Nezha, I drank too much tonight. I have to go back and rest. We'll meet again another day!"

"Haha, my Nezha is famous for his drinking capacity."

Nezha also pretended to know nothing, and instead looked proud as if he had won the drinking contest.

Tuxingsun took this opportunity to leave the tent smoothly. However, just after he left and returned to his tent, his drunken eyes suddenly cleared up.

After looking around with his little eyes and finding no one there, Tuxingsun showed an impatient look. He fell to the ground excitedly and disappeared into the ground in an instant.

It was obvious that his face was flushed and he was horny, he couldn't wait any longer!

At this moment, in Nezha's tent, Nezha looked intoxicated, but there was a hint of cunning in his eyes.

He had long seen that Tuxingsun was extremely lustful. After a few jars of wine, coupled with his words, this man had already become horny.

There was another good show to watch.

At this time in the Xiqi camp, Jiang Ziya frowned every day and devoted himself to Xiqi.

Qishan is not far from Xiqi. Tuxingsun used his earth-walking magic and reached Xiqi city in just one stick of incense.

"This is the Xiqi Palace!"

In the middle of the night, Tuxingsun crawled out of the ground and looked at the magnificent palace in the distance. Suddenly, an excited and lustful look appeared in his eyes.

"Hehe, beauty! I, Tuxingsun, am here."

Tuxingsun was seen rubbing his hands together, with an obscene smile on his face, and then he used the earth escape technique to sneak into the palace.

It has to be said that after the emperor's luck declined, and Tuxingsun was a member of the Chan sect, the luck of the Great Zhou continued to supply luck to the Chan sect, which was equivalent to being protected by the Chan sect.

It can be said that Tuxingsun had an unobstructed journey and was not affected by the emperor's luck at all. He sneaked directly into the palace.

Xiqi, the harem.

Outside a huge palace, it was deserted and few people came. There was a lot of weeds growing around it, and there were no servants to clean it up.

This palace is where the founding emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, King Wen Jichang, was killed by the three sons of Jiang Ziya some time ago.

From then on, this palace became a cold palace. After Ji Fa ordered the execution of those concubines who had committed adultery with Jiang Ziya's three sons, he also arranged other concubines of the previous king in the harem to be moved here.

What was strange was that in this huge palace, all the young and beautiful daughters and concubines of the princes had sad expressions on their faces.

Because King Wen Jichang was dead, they would all be buried with him.

Ji Fa also made up his mind. Anyway, most of the princes' troops were killed in a snowstorm in Yanshan, so they could not cause any big waves.

It is better for these concubines to be buried alive than for others to cause trouble. (End of this chapter)