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

Qishan.

Half a month later, Jiang Ziya and Huanglong Zhenren breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the reinforcements coming from Xiqi with joy.

Gazing from afar, they could see the blood-like momentum, which made them all smile.

"Uncle Jiang, something seems wrong!"

However, Yang Jian seemed to have discovered something. He pretended to be puzzled, stared into the distance, frowned, and said in a serious tone:
“Two hundred thousand human martial arts practitioners can indeed achieve this level of blood and energy being like the sea, but after observing with my three eyes, I found that the number is a little off.”

Nezha on the side almost laughed out loud, but he still managed to hold back and said proudly:
"Brother Yang Jian, it's normal that the number is not right. Who knows, this Wu Wang Jifa is making trouble again. It's normal to have 20,000 or 30,000 less."

Nezha and Yang Jian sang in unison, and what they said seemed to make a lot of sense.

However, after hearing this, Ju Liusun frowned, showing dissatisfaction, and snorted coldly:

"If this villain does not obey Zi Ya's order, and the number of troops this time is less than 200,000, I will definitely punish him severely."

Jiang Ziya, who was standing by, couldn't help but console him after hearing this:

"Brother, Xiqi's troops are already insufficient, so it's normal to have a shortage of 20,000 or 30,000 people."

At this time, Jiang Ziya was still persuading Ju Liusun, as if he was pleading for Tu Xingsun, but in fact he was also saying that if the amount was less by 20,000 or 30,000, he would not care.

But if there is 40,000 or 50,000 less, Tuxingsun really needs to be punished.

However, just as they were talking to each other about this military campaign, the mighty Xiqi army in the distance was getting closer and closer, and Tuxingsun, who was leading the army, was holding his head high and chest out, with an arrogant look.

Although he looked a little haggard, he was an immortal after all. Even after sleeping among a bunch of women for half a month, he was still very strong.

When Tuxingsun, who was riding on horseback, saw his master Juliusun, Jiang Ziya and others from afar, he was immediately delighted. He quickly tidied up his clothes and then hurriedly rode his horse away into the distance.

"Uncle Jiang..."

From afar, I saw Tuxingsun riding a warhorse, running towards me in a very funny way. Come to think of it, there was a little potato on the tall horse, and his two short legs could not even support the stirrups, let alone the horse's belly.

With two short legs that just passed the edge of the saddle, he sat on the warhorse and was bouncing up and down. From a distance, he looked like a small sack bouncing constantly.

"Tu Xingsun pays respect to Uncle Jiang and Master!"

Tuxingsun, riding on a warhorse, hurried over and shouted excitedly, but all he got in response was a cold shout from Juliusun.

"You traitor, Zi Ya asked you to go back to Xiqi to recruit 200,000 soldiers. If you are short of 30,000 or 50,000, your master will not forgive you easily."

He started off by scolding, which made Tu Xingsun feel unhappy, but he didn't dare to say anything. He even held his head high and patted his chest proudly and said:
"Master, how dare this disciple disobey Uncle Jiang's orders."

After seeing Tuxingsun's look, Jiang Ziya also smiled. It seemed that 200,000 soldiers would not make much difference this time.

However, Tuxingsun's next words left Jiang Ziya and Juliusun dumbfounded.

"Uncle Jiang, Master, I have brought a full 400,000 troops from Xiqi this time."

At this time, Tuxingsun clasped his fists, patted his chest, and looked very proud. There was a sense of pride between his brows, as if he was saying, come and praise me.

However, he did not know that after hearing the number of 400,000 troops, Jiang Ziya and Ju Liusun were stunned.

Nezha almost laughed himself into death, but he suppressed his laughter, pretended to be happy, and walked forward and laughed:
"It seems that Uncle Jiang and Uncle Juliusun were both wrong this time. Junior Brother Tuxingsun not only fulfilled his mission this time, but also completed the task twice as well."

When he said this, Nezha clasped his fists in congratulations, and Tuxingsun looked even more proud and nodded with a smile.

However, Yang Jian knew the situation and said hurriedly:
"Brother Tuxingsun, this is not a joke. How many soldiers did you bring with you?"

Seeing Yang Jian's disbelieving look, Tu Xingxing was furious. He patted his chest and shouted:
"My disciple has fulfilled his mission. Although there are only 100,000 troops behind me, there are 300,000 more troops coming from behind. By tomorrow morning at the latest, 400,000 troops will be able to reach Mount Qishan."

Good guy!
At this time, Tuxingsun looked like he was asking for credit, and he clasped his fists and continued to shout proudly:

"If one of our 400,000 soldiers is missing, please have Uncle Jiang chop off my head!"

"The villain!"

While Tuxingsun was still smiling and trying to take credit, Juliusun's face turned ugly and he couldn't help but curse angrily.

"You evil disciple, I wish I could beat you to death!"

As Ju Liusun started to curse, Jiang Ziya, who was standing beside him, also trembled with his lips and muttered:
"Tuxingsun, is it really 400,000?"

"Of course it's true!"

"Not a joke?"

"Of course not!"

"Not one missing?"

"There are 400,000 soldiers in the army. If there is any shortage of a soldier, please ask Uncle Jiang to chop off my head!"

At this time, Tuxingsun was also angry, staring with wide eyes, looking unconvinced, "What? You don't believe me?"

Could it be that I, Tuxingsun, cannot make any contribution? Can I only be a hindrance?

You guys are really looking down on people!
puff!

Just when Tuxingsun was feeling aggrieved and wronged, Jiang Ziya suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood on his face, which made Yang Jian and others on the side exclaim in surprise.

Nezha added fuel to the fire and shouted:

"Tu Xingsun, you are so surprised that Uncle Jiang couldn't handle it and vomited blood."

Tuxingsun was also confused, and Nezha was adding fuel to the fire, but he seemed to have noticed something wrong, after all, his master had that murderous look in his eyes.

"Tuxingsun!"

After spitting out a mouthful of blood, Jiang Ziya's face turned red. He pointed at Tu Xingsun angrily and shouted:
"You are more likely to cause trouble than to accomplish anything! You beast actually did something so detrimental to the harmony of nature. Aren't you afraid of the consequences of your karma and the extinction of your body and soul?"

Ju Liusun, who was standing by, was also extremely angry and shouted angrily:
"You evil disciple, bring out the bloody bowl!"

Tuxingsun was trembling, not knowing what he had done wrong, and took out the bloody bowl from his arms in a panic.

The blood that was once in the white jade bowl is now completely gone.

After seeing this scene, Ju Liusun widened his eyes and said in horror:

"Impossible! This bowl of blood is enough to turn 800,000 mortals into wolves and tigers. How can we use this 400,000-man army...!"

When he said this, Ju Liusun seemed to have thought of something, and he couldn't help but look up at Tuxingsun, his eyes filled with shock and anger.

Tuxingsun was also frightened by being stared at. He fell to his knees, trembling.

"Master, I am also devoted to Uncle Jiang's great cause. If you take more of this blood, the cultivation of these mortals will increase a little bit."

In Tuxingsun's eyes, they are just a group of mortals. Mortals are like ants in his eyes. How could he care about them?

Actually, this is not Tuxingsun's fault. Among the three generations of disciples taught by the Chan sect, they were all transcending tribulations for themselves, so naturally they would not be attentive.

Naturally, they will not teach seriously. For example, there are many people in the original book who cannot distinguish right from wrong.

This Tuxingsun is an immortal who is even worse than a mortal, but he is the third generation disciple of the Chan Sect. Therefore, Tuxingsun has no idea that slaughtering mortals will create boundless karma.

"Evil disciple! Evil disciple!"

At this time, Juliusun's eyes were about to burst, and he cursed angrily:
"Do you know that after drinking this bowl of blood, these 400,000 mortals can only live for five or six years at most? This is boundless karma. You really deserve to die!"

Seeing Juliusun's horrified eyes, Tuxingsun was so frightened that he retreated again and again. At this time, Yang Jian and others hurried forward to comfort him.

"Uncle Master, don't be angry. Tu Xingsun also has good intentions."

"Yeah, Tuxingsun doesn't want this either."

"Uncle Jiang, no matter what, now that things have come to this, let's take these 400,000 troops into the camp first."

After being comforted by Yang Jian, Nezha and others, Jiang Ziya threw his sleeves in frustration and anger. He could only do so for now, but he already regarded Tuxingsun as a dead man in his heart.

Even Ju Liusun wanted to slap this evil disciple to death with a single slap.

damned!
His own karma was already overwhelming, and he never expected that another one would come, which was simply adding insult to injury.

Although it seems that Jifa and Juliusun will share the responsibility this time, he really can't take it anymore!
"Tuxingsun, ah Tuxingsun, what can I say about you!"

Yang Jian also looked like he was disappointed with his son, while Nezha on the side looked like he was defending him, and said proudly:

"Tuxingsun did nothing wrong. He did this for the great cause of conferring the gods and for Xiqi Zhou."

At this moment, Tuxingsun was even more grateful. At the critical moment, Nezha brothers were still reliable. The others were all bastards.

He was busy running back and forth for this trivial matter. It's just that the number of troops has doubled, but in the end everything is blamed on him.

He has good intentions, what a bunch of bastards!
"Brother Nezha."

At this time, Tuxingsun looked grateful, and Nezha also nodded proudly.

"Tuxingsun, I, Nezha, have made you my brother."

Jiang Ziya's face turned even uglier after seeing this scene, and he finally spat out a word in anger.

"roll!"

The next moment, Yang Jian hurriedly took Nezha and Tuxingsun away. If they didn't leave, Jiang Ziya and Juliusun would kill them on the spot.

Zhenren Huanglong and Cihang also tried to comfort and persuade them.

"Brother Juliusun, don't be sad. Tuxingsun also has good intentions. Although he has created boundless karma this time, at least he has helped Ziya a lot."

What could Ju Liusun say now? After returning to the thatched cottage, his eyes were red as he stared at Ci Hang and Huang Long, and said hoarsely:
"I don't care about this evil disciple anymore! Even if his soul flies away and is shattered, it won't be enough to vent my hatred!"

At this time, Ji Liusun's eyes were red, and Huang Long and Ci Hang looked at each other. They were secretly happy in their hearts, because Ji Liusun was cautious by nature.

Only in this way can we be confused and they have the opportunity to take advantage of us.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother. I'll find a reason and have Ziya arrange for Tuxingsun to go to the Yin Shang camp... At least he'll die a worthy death."

Just when the Xiqi army at Mount Qishan suddenly received reinforcements of 400,000 powerful and vigorous troops, reinforcements from the Shang army also arrived.

Both sides were filled with murderous intent and continued to confront each other in Qishan.

But on this day, a man came to Sanshan Pass in the Dashang territory.

Sanshan Pass.

In the Xiongguan attic, the dignified Kong Xuan frowned and strode towards the attic.

Inside the hall, there was a man sitting at the top with an air of dominance, which made Kong Xuan, who had just come in, frown suddenly. But the next moment, he saw the aura of a human king in his pupils.

"General Kong Xuan pays homage to the king!"

Kong Xuan clasped his fists and shouted in a deep voice.

Emperor Xin was not at all surprised when Kong Xuan saw it. After all, he had deliberately revealed this man's aura as a king from the very beginning.

However, when he raised his head and looked at this deified man who was known as the number one person under the saint, a gleam of disappointment flashed in Emperor Xin's eyes.

"I see. I thought General Kong had already attained the state of Quasi-Sainthood, but it turns out he has reached the state of Daluo Perfection."

The so-called number one person under the Conferred Gods is just that there was no quasi-saint appearing in the Conferred Gods, but Kong Xuan, who had the highest combat power, got this title.

After all, once you become a quasi-saint, you are no longer bound by cause and effect, so how can you possibly continue to be a general in the mortal world?

Moreover, he could see through Kong Xuan's background at a glance. With the help of the good fortune of the Shang family to assist in his cultivation, he had cultivated to the perfection of Daluo in just a hundred years. He was only half a step away from entering the Quasi-Sage realm of Hunyuan Jinxian.

"King of men!"

Faced with the disappointed look on the face of the great merchant king, Kong Xuan couldn't help but reveal a hint of anger.

"Is Daluo very weak? My king, you have borrowed the luck of the human race, how much cultivation do you have?"

Ever since the last time the luck of the human race lifted the ban on the human king from practicing, Emperor Xin could also rely on the luck of the human race to practice.

However, looking at Kong Xuan's defiant look, Emperor Xin shook his head in disappointment.

"How can a grain of rice understand the brilliance of the sun and the moon? I, a mere Daluo, really don't know where your confidence comes from and why you are so arrogant."

"Haha, what a great human king!"

Kong Xuan laughed in anger, "Although I was a traitor to the Shang Dynasty, I don't owe you anything. If you make me angry, it's not a bad idea to replace the Shang Dynasty with a new king."

Kong Xuan was unruly, but now Emperor Xin had lost his character.

It's just a difference in perspective. A mere Daluo is so unruly. In another wild world, a Daluo Jinxian is just a demon king, and he lives in a remote mountain area.

If there is a place with rich spiritual energy, how dare that Daluo occupy it casually?

Famous mountains and places with rich spiritual energy are all under jurisdiction.

Let’s talk about this world. Although it is not as prosperous as the other world, its top combat power is even better.

All those below the saints are ants, and there are many quasi-saints. Even in the native world, this Kong Xuan is just a frog in the well.

"Would you like to serve as my Peacock General?"

Emperor Xin, who was sitting at the top, spoke calmly, but Kong Xuan, who was standing below, was angry.

"How dare you! I just owe you a great debt of gratitude, and you, a mortal, dare to command me!"

However, Emperor Xin turned a blind eye and looked calmly outside the door. At this time, a voice suddenly came, which made Kong Xuan look surprised.

"General Peacock, I greet the king!"

A heroic general wearing colorful armor strode in and knelt on one knee in front of Emperor Xin, performing the etiquette between master and subject.

What shocked Kong Xuan was that the person in front of him actually glanced at him, and there was also a sense of pride between his eyebrows, but the difference was that the other person was calm, while he was flamboyant. (End of this chapter)