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The sky is high and boundless. Between each layer of heaven, there are strange energies such as strong winds, thunder, and flames that change at any time and anywhere. These energies are disordered and violent, and there is no way to absorb them. If a weak immortal who has just ascended to heaven breaks into it, he will be permanently injured or even die on the spot if he is not careful.

Perhaps the only exception in the past thousand years is Emperor Ziwei. As soon as he ascended, he broke through the nine layers of the sky wall one after another, and then divided the heaven and the human world with a sword, separating the gods and humans from each other. From then on, he was revered as the Lord of Dou Shu, Emperor Ziwei, and ruled the immortals.

He is also the only immortal who lives in the nine layers of heaven.

On the nine layers of heaven, outside the palace of Emperor Ziwei, a figure came here across the nine layers of heaven.

It was a god dressed in a star-crowned feathered robe, his body was as bright as jade, starlight was all around him, his eyes were bright and full of spirit, and his whole body was shrouded in an extraordinary aura, as if the essence of life had completely changed from that of ordinary mortals, and had undergone incredible transformation and sublimation.

Surrounded by clouds and mist, the purple starlight shone faintly. The illusory sea of ​​fog was unpredictable in the starlight, sometimes turning into a dragon flying in the sky, sometimes turning into a crane dancing on the clouds, all kinds of strange phenomena guarded the palace in the center of the sea of ​​clouds, making the towering fairy palace bathed in starlight even more magnificent and ethereal.

As everyone knows, Ziwei Immortal Lord is obsessed with cultivation, and he would retreat in the palace for hundreds of years from time to time, so few people dared to come to the Nine Heavens to disturb him on weekdays.

Shangli Immortal Lord was originally the same. Since he ascended, he has never seen this lord of the heaven.

However, today's facts were so strange. He was enjoying the performance of the goddess in his palace, but suddenly, the incense and faith from the human world were completely cut off. After a careful sense, even the Taoist heritage he left in the human world was like a burning flame, which was extinguished with a "hiss".

——This is clearly someone's trick.

There are such daring people in the human world who not only sealed his temple, but also cut off his heritage! How could this not make Shangli Immortal Lord angry?

On impulse, he came directly to the Immortal Palace of Ziwei Emperor. However, as soon as he stepped onto the sea of ​​clouds in the ninth heaven and came near the immortal palace, a huge pressure descended, as if the surrounding space was artificially divided into an independent small world.

He just stepped in, and it was as if the whole world was pressing on him, and the operation of his divine power almost stopped, as if he had turned from an immortal to a mortal in the blink of an eye, and he once again experienced the feeling of being weak and powerless as a mortal.

Fortunately, just before he could no longer hold on, he finally arrived at the tightly closed gate of the Fairy Palace. He was almost exhausted, like a fish that had just been pulled out of the water, and no longer had the original fairy-like demeanor.

"Crack——"

The palace gate was pushed open a crack, and looking out, there was only emptiness and silence. There was no grandeur as imagined, only coldness, emptiness, and darkness. Rather than being a fairy palace, it was more like a tomb that had never seen sunlight for years, and suddenly someone opened the tomb door.

On the highest throne in the hall, a figure appeared faintly, and the calm and almost nihilistic aura made him look like a cold and pale "statue". His eyes were closed, and his figure was shrouded in the dark shadows in the hall, and he could not see clearly.

The next moment the crack in the door opened, the silent "statue" suddenly trembled his eyelashes, then opened his eyes and "came to life".

Under the other party's calm gaze, Shangli Xianjun, who was already an immortal, couldn't help but feel nervous, as if he had returned to the mortal period, when he was a commoner and accidentally encountered the emperor's grand tour. No, it was even more frightening, uneasy, nervous and nervous than that.

This inexplicable nervousness even washed away his anger, making him a little distracted, so that he almost didn't hear what the other party said next:

"...I already know your intention."

The young man sitting quietly on the throne just glanced at him indifferently, and then nodded slowly with his face that looked very cold.

As the voice fell, Shangli Xianjun used all his power to push open the palace door with a bang. The purple star hanging on the side of the fairy palace shone brightly, reflecting the whole palace magnificently and brilliantly.

When Shangli Xianjun was in a daze, one after another starlight suddenly penetrated the vast sea of ​​clouds, and came from the eight heavens below like him, and landed at the entrance of the fairy palace. It was like a meteor shower that suddenly fell. Immortals with different temperaments gathered together without any prior arrangement.

In the fairy palace, the young man who was originally bored finally raised his eyes and looked at everyone. A little arc rose on his lips: "...It's all in order."

...

A quarter of an hour later.

"Those mortals in the human world are too arrogant! They dared to ban my temple and openly proclaim that I am a first-class pseudo-god!" In the palace where most of the immortals and gods in the heaven gathered, angry voices came from time to time, "Could it be that I haven't shown my holiness in front of people for too long, so that a mere mortal can despise me so much?"

The immortals and gods in the heaven are also different. There are gods who are enthroned because of the merits of heaven and earth, and there are immortals who practiced and ascended to the upper world on their own. Some of them only practiced cultivation and ignored the affairs of the world, while most of the immortals preached in the human world and became stronger through the power of faith in the incense of the human world.

Most of the people present were the latter. Like Shangli Xianjun, the reason why they came to the Ninth Heaven without any prior arrangement was because Chu Si's tricks in the human world directly cut off their source of incense. This was not stingy to avenge the hindrance of the Tao.

Although the other voice sounded calm, the anger in it was even stronger: "I heard that the leader of all this is the former prince of the human world. This person is indeed extremely arrogant. If he was only focused on restoring his country, it would be fine, but he dared to point fingers at us..."

At this point, he chuckled: "Hey, any spread of belief in gods must be registered with the government first! Does this regard us immortals as evil things like demons and ghosts?"

When this decree was mentioned, even those immortals who did not care about incense and belief and just came to see the excitement could not help but frown, feeling offended.

However, when there was no interest involved, they were more rational. One of the girls, who was dressed in gorgeous palace clothes and had a beautiful face, pointed out: "As far as I know, not all temples are closed. At least, those gods who have helped the Great Zhou in the past natural disasters and man-made disasters are still worshipped."

...The implication is that these immortals whose temples were closed are only harvesting incense and faith, but have never really helped the human world.

This statement was widely ridiculed. If she had not been in the palace of Emperor Ziwei, she would have almost provoked an internal fight in the heavens. Even so, many immortals did not look at her well.

...For them, the so-called gods are beings that are superior to mortals. Isn't it natural for mortals to worship them? If they can get whatever they want just for the sake of worship, then wouldn't they become the running dogs of mortals?

After whispering for a while, these people couldn't help but cast their eyes on Emperor Ziwei at the top.

"... I hope the Emperor can help me with this!"

Ever since the Emperor Ziwei used a sword to divide the heaven and the human world, the immortals could no longer easily descend to the mortal world. The stories like "a certain immortal transformed into a certain old man to test a certain kind young man and passed down the immortal method" in the unofficial history and legends thousands of years ago would never happen.

What's more, the heavens also have laws and regulations, and generally speaking, they are not allowed to interfere with the human world at will.

Therefore, even if they are very angry, they have no way to take action against the human world unless they can get the permission of the Emperor Ziwei.

The Emperor Ziwei, who was sitting high above, always maintained a silent and watching attitude. He was wearing a robe with the stars of the sky, his black hair was tied up by the emperor's crown, and his face was cold and inhuman. His attitude did not change from beginning to end, and he just lowered his eyes and watched the farce in front of him quietly, which seemed to be a bit of an outsider watching the show.

Until he heard these people speak together and asked him to open the passage between the heaven and the human world, his expression on his face, which was as silent as a statue, changed.

With his eyebrows raised slightly, his strange eyes swept over the faces of others one by one: "...Are you sure you want to do this?"

"Well." After receiving a positive answer, Emperor Ziwei, adhering to his always cold character, just nodded slightly.

Looking at the immortals who were overjoyed and even began to rub their hands. The strange light in his eyes became even stronger.

...Well, I just hope they won't regret it.

Not long after, the originally peaceful human world was disturbed again.

Before that, Chu Si's power had expanded rapidly and most of the Nine Provinces had already been incorporated into his command. Even if the last few princes formed a coalition, their territory was directly surrounded by Chu Si. They were trembling with fear and worried all the time that one day when they woke up, their territory would be captured by the Great Zhou army and they would not even be able to save their lives.

Under the premise of a huge disparity in strength and no chance of winning, the alliance of princes headed by Qi Hou had already begun to plan how to surrender in order to save their lives and wealth. For truly smart people, this intention is obvious, and it can be seen from the various orders they issue on a daily basis.

On this day, the atmosphere in the coalition camp was serious.

The guards outside saw through the gaps occasionally blown by the wind that several princes were sitting upright with serious expressions, as if they were discussing military and national affairs. They couldn't help but admire them secretly - even in such an unfavorable situation, they can still be indomitable, fight again and again, and remain calm. They are really heroes!

Little did they know that the real conversation in the tent was this:

"Marquis Qi, this matter is entrusted to you. As the leader of the alliance, it is most appropriate for you to submit the surrender, cough, and peace agreement to the Zhou army."

"Yes, the sooner the better. If it is delayed for a few days and the Zhou army attacks, you and I can only beg the Crown Prince of Zhou to spare our lives as prisoners..."

The white and fat Marquis Qi, who looks like a good old man, put away the letters on the table and repeatedly assured: "Don't worry, I am always reliable."

Three days later.

The expected envoy of the Great Zhou has not arrived yet, and the princes are anxious. It happened that the Marquis Qi invited them, so these people gathered in the coalition camp again.

"Marquis Qi? What happened? Why hasn't the messenger from the Great Zhou arrived yet?" Someone was terrified and fidgeting, "Could it be that the Great Zhou is unwilling to accept our peace talks? If that's the case, surrender is fine!"

"Yes, yes, now as long as we can save our lives, I don't ask for anything else..."

However, the Marquis Qi was out of character today, with a straight back and a serious look on his fat white face. He shook his head and sighed, "A wise man would not seek peace in a compromise and put his life and death in the hands of others!"

As he spoke, he suddenly took out the peace agreement and tore it to pieces in front of the horrified eyes of the princes. Then, he looked around with a look of contempt.

But what greeted him was not a look of amazement, but a look of bewilderment, horror, and tears without tears... and a look like a madman.

The princes saw that the timid Marquis of Qi had made such an amazing move, and their first reaction was - could it be that the Marquis of Qi had been frightened by the heavy pressure and lost his mind?

Their thoughts were written on their faces. The Marquis of Qi was immediately angry and sighed again with his hands behind his back, with a somewhat sober attitude.

"Don't worry, everyone, I have always been reliable." He lowered his voice and explained, "I have been blessed by the gods, and I will never lose this battle..."

He told everything in detail.

The more others listened, the wider their eyes opened, and finally they were full of surprise. They couldn't help asking: "I wonder if the Immortal Lord Shangli has told us what to do specifically?"

"Of course." Thinking of the immortal who came into his dream to guide him on the night when he was about to submit the peace agreement, the Marquis of Qi was suddenly full of confidence.

He strode to the front, pulled open a map, and then pointed at a place on the map, with a heroic spirit of pointing at the mountains and rivers.

"First, confuse the people's hearts." The Duke of Qi vowed excitedly, "The Crown Prince of Zhou is cruel and inhumane, and he has opened mountains and destroyed temples. The people have suffered for a long time. Now the gods have shown their holiness. Once they are incited, the rear will surely be in chaos without attack."

... By then, the people they have planted can cooperate inside and outside to incite riots, burn food and grass, and even cause mutiny. Each of these things will be very useful. Once there is chaos in the rear, the encirclement of the Zhou army can be resolved.