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The next day.

Under the watchful eyes of Ji Changsheng and Jade Purity Goddess, King Zhou rode on the imperial carriage and left the palace to pay homage to Nuwa.

When he left Chaoge's south gate, every household burned incense and set fire, and every household decorated with colorful decorations and laid out felts. Three thousand cavalrymen, eight hundred imperial guards, and the King of Wucheng Huang Feihu escorted him, and all the civil and military officials in the court accompanied him.

This power gave Ji Changsheng and Jade Purity Goddess the feeling that they could fight against the powerful Daluo masters.

When they arrived at the Nuwa Palace, the emperor left his chariot and went up to the main hall. He burned incense in the censer, and the civil and military officials followed suit to pay their respects and congratulate him.

King Zhou looked at the gorgeous colorful gold decorations in the palace; pairs of golden boys held banners; pairs of jade girls held ruyi. The jade hook hung diagonally, a half-moon was suspended in the sky; the treasure tent was dancing, and thousands of pairs of colorful phoenixes were facing the stars. The blue bed was full of dancing cranes and flying phoenixes; the sandalwood throne was made of dragons and flying phoenixes. The floating colors were extraordinary, and the golden furnace was auspicious: the auspicious purple mist was rising, and the silver candles were brilliant.

At this moment, a strong wind blew in the Nuwa Palace, rolling up the curtains, revealing the holy statue of "Nuwa", with an elegant appearance, auspicious dance, and a beautiful figure, as if alive.

When King Zhou saw this, he was so dazed that he ordered his followers to fetch the four treasures of the study and began to write a poem to commemorate his death.

Ji Changsheng took a deep breath and looked at Ji Party’s group chat:

Li Changxi: "I am monitoring the world from Taiyin Star. There is no unusual movement from any side. This gust of wind is really strange."

Temple Master: "Master Yu and I have thoroughly checked the inside and outside of Nuwa Palace and found no advance arrangements."

Yu Bihai: "The one who attacked is much stronger than us. We can't tell where this strong wind came from."

Cao Ziming: "The emperor's guards are on guard all around, and there are nine tripods to suppress it. The one who did it must be a Daluo, so he can avoid such a strict pursuit."

Yu Linglong: "It wasn't the inner demon that did this. King Zhou wasn't aroused by the inner demon. Changsheng, have you discovered anything?"

Ji Changsheng did not reply, he looked at the Jade Purity Goddess.

"Mother, did you notice anything strange about the strong wind just now?"

Jade Purity Goddess's face was as cold as frost: "I didn't notice it, but there was a sudden strong wind in Nuwa Palace. There must be a conspiracy behind it. I suspect that Nuwa is deliberately setting up a trap to humiliate me."

Ji Changsheng was the first to rule out this possibility.

He took a deep breath.

Jade Purity Goddess, Li Changxi, Yu Bihai, the temple master, Cao Ziming and Yu Linglong did not notice anything strange about this gust of wind.

Even Nuwa and Yuanshi Tianwang, two of the Six Saints of Heaven, were unable to discover the mastermind behind this.

But Ji Changsheng felt something.

Because he obtained the inheritance of the four ancestor witches: wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

The Twelve Ancestral Witches were all transformed from Pangu's essence and blood, and possessed supreme authority over wind, rain, thunder and lightning.

When it comes to sensitivity to wind, even the Six Saints of Heaven would find it difficult to surpass Tian Wu, the ancestor of wind.

Ji Changsheng inherited the legacy of Tian Wu, the ancestor of wind, so he was even more sensitive to this gust of wind than the Six Saints.

He - did not sense any trace of manipulation.

In other words, this gust of wind is most likely a natural astronomical phenomenon.

Neither Nuwa nor Yuanshi Tianwang found out who the mastermind was, and there is another possibility - there is no mastermind at all.

Ji Changsheng looked at King Zhou who had just finished painting with his brush, and his scalp felt tingling.

This guy doesn't seem to be framed!

……

The real world, the ancient fairyland.

The current Tianxi Star, formerly King Zhou, had just returned to his residence when he saw the Great Master Xuandu.

The look in King Zhou's eyes was no longer filled with the shock he had when he was in Queen Wa's palace, and he had regained the arrogance he once had as King Zhou.

"Master, this is the first time you have come to see me since the Great Tribulation of the Conferred God. I wonder what your purpose is?"

Master Xuandu used the Tai Chi diagram to cover the space to ensure that the conversation would not be leaked.

Then he slowly spoke: "Before, I was investigating who plotted against you, just like Nuwa and Yuanshi Tianwang. After I defeated Zhunti, I realized the truth."

The great master Xuandu and King Zhou looked at each other, and said in a complicated voice: "In the heavens and the myriad worlds, countless powerful beings believe that only saints can deal with saints. In the eyes of the saints who have made every possible effort, there is only each other. Yuanshi Tianwang has reviewed the situation countless times, and Nuwa Niangniang has pondered countless times. Even the one in Zixiao Palace may have sleepless nights because of this. Zhunti Saint of the Western Religion is the acquiesced murderer by many people. But there is a problem that even I have never thought of before."

Master Xuandu said softly, "Why can't a person take the initiative to seek sainthood?"

King Zhou laughed out loud, "The disciples of Jiejiao are deeply rooted in the system and secretly control the power of our Shang Dynasty. Ghosts and gods are everywhere in the sky, and we worship them every year, which makes the people of Shang Dynasty bow down to us. As long as the saints are alive, the thieves will not stop. As long as the six saints are not destroyed, what can the three emperors do? Master, your ancestors targeted the two tribes of witches and liches. In my generation, witches and liches are no longer a concern. My target is the descendants of Pangu and the innate gods and demons. Unfortunately, I was defeated and only dragged down Jiejiao, but not a single saint died."

The great master Xuandu straightened his clothes and bowed to King Zhou: "Your Majesty, although defeated, it is still an honor."

Chapter 297 Emperor Xiaotian: King Zhou is a bit mentally ill

"If I lose, I lose. I chose the wrong target right from the start. I shouldn't have been the first to target Nuwa."

In recent years, Yuanshi Tianwang and Tongtian Jiaozhu are not the only ones who have been reflecting.

As one of the protagonists of the Conferred Gods Tribulation and also a loser, King Zhou has reflected on himself countless times.

He never doubted his original intention, but a good intention does not mean that the means and process are all right.

"Nuwa is the most friendly saint to the human race among the six saints. Even if I want to become a saint, I should not drag her into it." King Zhou reflected, "The Jiejiao had almost merged with the Shang Dynasty at that time, so the first target I should have attacked was Yuanshi Tianwang or the two saints of the Western Sect, so that both sides would suffer losses. Unfortunately, I only figured it out afterwards. At that time, I just felt that the incense in the Wa Palace was too prosperous, and the divine power overwhelmed the royal power, which was too annoying for me."

Zhuge Liang’s strongest form is being a wise man after the event.

Although King Zhou was not Zhuge Liang, he only realized how to maximize his benefits after the fact.

Unfortunately, there is no chance to repeat the history of the ancient fairyland.

One wrong step can be irreversible.

Even saints are like this.

King Zhou also had no foresight.

“If I had been the first to target Yuanshi Tianwang, perhaps the holy war of the Conferred God Tribulation would have been more intense, and a saint might have really fallen.”

Countless years have passed, and King Zhou has been able to face his failure calmly: "Nuwa Niangniang chose the wrong target to provoke. After Nuwa Niangniang found out something was wrong, she started to withdraw. I only had time to incite the three fairies sent by the Niangniang to rebel, and there was no way I could get Nuwa Niangniang to join the battle."

The great magician Xuandu said in a deep voice: "You are too greedy and want too much. The power of the two races of witches and liches still remains, and the strength of the descendants of Pangu and the innate gods and demons is far beyond that of the human race. At the time of the Conferred God Tribulation, you took action against the descendants of Pangu and the innate gods and demons. Your courage is commendable, but there was not much possibility of success from the beginning."

King Zhou nodded, agreeing with Master Xuandu's opinion: "Looking back, it was true, but I was too young back then."

Archmage Xuandu: "..."

"Back then, I was young and full of vigor. I inherited the Nine Cauldrons and controlled the world at a young age. I was disgusted by the gods and ghosts everywhere. Although Goddess Nuwa did nothing, Prime Minister Shang Rong asked me to pay homage to the statue of Nuwa as the king of men. I immediately regarded Goddess Nuwa as an enemy."

King Zhou had never told these inside stories before, nor did he dare to tell them.

If the person facing him today was not the Great Master Xuandu, he would not dare to say it either.

But he had been holding it in his heart for a long time.

"When the Western Zhou Dynasty destroyed the Shang Dynasty, the biggest crime they charged me with was disrespecting the heavens and not worshipping the ancestral temple. Since the establishment of the Shang Dynasty, the Shang Dynasty had been worshipping ghosts and gods. There was even a perception at that time that the most important affairs of the country were worshipping and fighting. It was simply ridiculous.

"Because of the worship of ghosts and gods, the divine power in the Shang Dynasty far outweighs the imperial power. Grand Master Wen Zhong is a third-generation outer disciple of Jiejiao, and Prime Minister Shang Rong also opposes my abolition of the worship. The control of the divine power over the Shang Dynasty has touched my bottom line. Shang Rong's letter asking me to worship Nuwa directly ignited my long-suppressed anger.

"So I first vented my anger towards theocracy on Nuwa... My greatest sin was not disrespecting the heavens or worshipping the ancestral temple, but my poor ability to manage my emotions."

Master Xuandu expressed a certain degree of agreement.

After guessing the truth, he admired King Zhou's ambition and original intention, but did not admire King Zhou's methods.

He is brave, but too impulsive.

If the human race is in danger of extinction like during the Lich Catastrophe, of course we have to fight hard.

But in the era of King Zhou, the human race was thriving, so there was really no need to gamble one's fortune on a battle with the descendants of Pangu and the innate gods and demons, whose strength far surpassed that of humans.

At that time, it could really be said that time was on the side of humanity.

But King Zhou was too impatient.

If it is accomplished, it will naturally benefit future generations.

If he failed, he would end up in the same situation as King Zhou is now - infamous for all eternity.

King Zhou himself admitted it: "I have ended up like this because of my own fault. Master, please learn from my mistakes and don't repeat them."

Master Xuandu said in a deep voice: "It is not enough to just take you as a warning. Your Majesty, have you ever thought that at the end of the Conferred God Tribulation, Master Tongtian almost destroyed the world and restarted the universe."

King Zhou shook his head: "I haven't thought about it, but he can't succeed. All parties will not allow it."

"Then, Your Majesty, have you ever thought about what attitude Nuwa would have towards the human race after knowing all this?"

King Zhou said with a slight sneer, "She can't know. No saint can know. The saints who are high above will never tolerate ants. Even if they can't find any evidence, they will always believe that there must be other saints behind the scenes manipulating the poems I wrote back then."

Master Xuandu did not refute.

From the current perspective, what King Zhou said was right.

It was not until he defeated Zhunti that he realized that there might be a most reasonable explanation for what happened that year - the mastermind who could not be found did not exist at all.

King Zhou continued to mock, "There is a famous saying that fits this matter very well - weakness and ignorance are not obstacles to survival, but arrogance is. Saints are all arrogant."

Master Xuandu was silent for a moment, then asked, "Don't you think you are arrogant now?"

King Zhou was stunned.

"The fact that the saint didn't know it before and doesn't know it now doesn't mean that he won't know it in the future. My king, you made a decision that could bury the entire human race. Therefore, you must bear the corresponding consequences for this. The price you have paid so far is far from enough."

The voice of the great master Xuandu returned to calm, even cold: "The saints didn't expect that you would be the one plotting for the sainthood, because the saints are too powerful. If the human race wants to rise, it must indeed cross the two mountains of Pangu's descendants and the innate gods and demons, but it is not something that your generation should consider. I worshipped in the Human Religion, and Dizang worshipped in the Western Religion. The Emperor Fuxi and the Goddess Nuwa have a deep relationship. Originally, among the six saints, three saints could stand firmly on the side of our human race. Because of you, these three votes are unstable."

King Zhou frowned and said, "How can one live long-term by relying on others for support?"

"When you are weak, the first thing you consider is survival. You can't even walk, but you want to fly?" The tone of the great master Xuandu began to be slightly sarcastic: "My king, your biggest problem is not your ability to manage your emotions, but that you had a smooth life in the first half of your life. So, you always thought that it would always be smooth. You don't know how humble and cautious the human race has been to get to where it is now. When you don't have the ability, you suppress your ambition in your heart. Do humans have the strength to regard the Six Saints as enemies? Even if they have the strength, is it necessary?"

Master Xuandu shook his head.

"Politics is about making your own people more numerous and your enemies fewer. Your political ability is far inferior to the people I favor, and your loss is not unfair at all. I am not sure whether Nuwa can know the truth this time, but I want to do something to make up for Nuwa's rage after she knows the truth. Therefore, Xuandu lends the king an object."

King Zhou was silent.

Master Xuandu did not give him a choice: "Your Majesty did not give us a choice back then, and we wrote that poem. So today, I will not give Your Majesty a choice. Karma is reincarnation, retribution is inevitable, Your Majesty will probably accept his fate."

The winner is the king and the loser is the bandit!

If you win, everything you say is right.

If you lose, just accept your fate.

"Please die, my king!"

……

Map of mountains and rivers.

Inside Nuwa Palace.

The information Ji Changsheng knew at this time was far less than that of Master Xuandu.

But he vaguely guessed the truth.

I'm afraid there is no mastermind behind this.

King Zhou became king at a young age, inherited the Nine Cauldrons, and controlled thousands of worlds. I'm afraid he regarded himself as the protagonist of the universe and was ready to take a big gamble, hoping to completely overwhelm divine authority with imperial power.

This is not a problem either.

The question is, are you crazy that you aimed your first shot at Nuwa?

Ji Changsheng didn't understand.

You fire at Haotian.

Did Goddess Nuwa provoke you?

Or do you believe the rumor that Nuwa is the last among the Six Saints?

Or was it simply that Nuwa caught up with him? King Zhou didn't have any particular target, so he just caught up with whoever he wanted?

Ji Changsheng was uncertain, but the image of King Zhou in his mind became much clearer:

This guy should be from the same faction as gambler Yang Guang.

The winner is Emperor Wu of Han.

The loser is Yang Guang.

Let’s gamble together with the whole world.

Obviously, King Zhou lost.