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Shang Rong said: "Nuwa is the daughter of the God of Heaven, born with holy virtues. At that time, Gonggong hit his head against Mount Buzhou, causing the sky to tilt to the northwest and the earth to sink to the southeast. Nuwa collected five-colored stones and used them to repair the sky. Therefore, she has made great contributions to the people, and the people have established a sacrifice to repay her. If we sing and worship this lucky god today, the four seasons will be healthy and peaceful, the country will have a long and prosperous life, the rain will be good, and disasters will disappear. This is the true god who blesses the country and protects the people. Your Majesty should go and pay homage to her!"

Ji Changsheng clicked to close the "VCR" when it reached here, and then said to Nuwa: "Mom, have you seen that? He really doesn't know your merits, nor your strength, and he just regards the matter of burning incense for you as a provocation from Prime Minister Shang Rong.

"At that time, King Zhou was the new king who wanted to abolish the worship of ghosts and gods. He was a reformist. Shang Rong, as the prime minister of the previous dynasty, had always been the leader of the conservatives. The two of them did not get along well. Mom, please pay attention to a detail. Shang Rong called himself the 'prime minister waiting for punishment.' Who could punish the prime minister? Of course it was King Zhou, so there must be a conflict between King Zhou and Shang Rong."

Nuwa opened the VCR again and tuned to the scene where Shang Rong spoke.

"Your servant Shang Rong is the prime minister in charge of the government. I dare not fail to report anything."

The words "waiting for punishment" are very clear.

Nuwa's anger subsided a little, and she looked at Ji Changsheng with more appreciation.

"Changsheng, you are very considerate."

She paid no attention to such details.

Of course, with her status and strength, she doesn't need to pay attention to such details.

During the Great Tribulation of the Conferred Gods, the saints were concerned about the competition among the three religions, the fate of the six saints, and the layout of the Taoist Patriarch. Who would care about the court struggles in the Shang Dynasty?

Ji Changsheng cares.

He looked very carefully.

"Mom, from the words 'Prime Minister Waiting for Guilt', we can tell that King Zhou and Shang Rong were political enemies. This can also be proved by the fact that Shang Rong was later deposed by King Zhou. So King Zhou probably didn't target you on purpose. He used burning incense for you as a tool for political struggle with Shang Rong. He probably wrote poems for you to prove to the world that the royal power in the Shang Dynasty had completely suppressed the divine power.

"He doesn't even know your information, so he certainly won't be able to think things through. Later, the situation developed into an internal struggle among the three religions, and the saint died. By then, he had already gone with the flow and was completely unable to control the situation.

"If there were any human sages to help him with his plans, he wouldn't have lost so badly. Mom, I've analyzed it carefully, and there's a 99% chance that King Zhou made a decision and put the entire Shang Dynasty's fate on the line. You just happened to be there. When Shang Rong asked him to perform the sacrifice, he would have caused trouble no matter who it was.

"An ordinary internal struggle in the human court eventually developed into a great catastrophe of the Conferred Gods. No one could have imagined it, not even the saints. So both he and Shang Rong were perfectly invisible.

"Mom, I'm not helping other humans just because I'm from the human race. Think about whether what I said makes sense. If the Conferred God Tribulation was hosted by me, by Master Xuandu, by Sister Ksitigarbha, or by the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, as long as King Zhou had informed any of the human sages, there would be no poem-writing incident. I've cursed him hundreds of times in my heart, but the object of his provocation was Zhunti."

Nuwa was finally amused by Ji Changsheng.

She pulled Ji Changsheng's little hand and patted it gently.

"Changsheng, I understand what you mean. What you said makes sense. This matter definitely has nothing to do with you, nor with the humans I'm familiar with."

Ji Changsheng felt relieved.

Once again, thank you mom for your emotional management skills.

It is never easy to stay sane all the time.

"Mom, and I'm only 99% sure about this matter, not %. Maybe I wronged King Zhou."

While unlikely, it is possible.

"I just don't want you to be kept in the dark, so I raised this possibility. Now that we have a direction, with your means, it will not be difficult to find out the truth."

Nuwa nodded and said, "I trust your ability. You said it was 99%, but you only sentenced King Zhou to a suspended death sentence."

Ji Changsheng said nothing.

Nuwa figured out a lot of things.

"No wonder the three fairies I sent to King Zhou were so loyal to him in the end. No wonder the Shang court was so infighting during the war. No wonder King Zhou, who was obviously not stupid, kept doing stupid things that cut off his own arms. It seems that those ministers he killed were all representatives of theocracy."

Nuwa said to herself, "I can confirm that during the Conferred Gods Tribulation, none of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors survived, and Xuandu, Dizang, and Zhenwu were nowhere to be seen. Especially Xuandu and Dizang, one is in the Human Religion, and the other is in the Western Religion, but they are always in seclusion. Changsheng, do you think they are smart people?"

Ji Changsheng was suddenly reminded of this, but he still told the truth: "Of course."

"Then do you think they can guess that something is wrong with King Zhou?"

Ji Changsheng shook his head decisively: "I didn't guess it before, and they don't have the same fate as me. Mom, please don't make it too difficult for them."

"I'm not trying to make things difficult for them. Although they don't have the same fate as you, they do have other fates."

Nuwa's phoenix eyes flashed with a cold light: "Changsheng, I am very relieved that you can tell me the truth immediately after you guessed it. Don't worry, you have convinced me that this matter has nothing to do with other human beings. They have no intention of harming me."

Ji Changsheng was not reassured.

It was obvious that Nuwa's words only meant that they had no intention of harming her, but the subtext was that they might not necessarily cover up for her.

If she shielded King Zhou, it would also be a betrayal to Nuwa. The damage was less severe, but it was still a backstab, and alliances were always two-way.

"Mom, it's hard for them to guess who King Zhou is, right?"

Nuwa said in a deep voice: "Others probably can't guess it, but Xuandu just defeated Zhunti."

Ji Changsheng: "Mom, Master Xuandu is definitely not a match for Saint Zhunti. He relied on the treasure, planned for a thousand years, and took advantage of countless karma and favors to barely defeat Saint Zhunti once, but it was not a big victory. If they fight again, Master Xuandu will definitely be defeated miserably. They are not essentially on the same level."

Nuwa shook her head and said, "Changsheng, there is no if in the prehistoric fairyland. If you win, you win. The result is more important than anything else. The process is not important. There is no chance to start over here."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

"He can surpass the saints. With Xuandu's wisdom, he can think of other people who can do this. Xuandu is the first generation of ancestors that I personally trained, and he also studied under Taiqing. I will never underestimate the ability of a generation of ancestors. They truly rose from humble beginnings to become powerful, and they have done it many times. In this respect, they are stronger than the Six Saints because the Six Saints are born powerful."

Nuwa's words made Ji Changsheng feel depressed.

"I can understand why they didn't think of King Zhou before, but after Xuandu defeated Zhunti, if they didn't react, it would be hard for me not to suspect that they were covering up for him. Their gratitude to me is not as sincere as yours, who came later."

Ji Changsheng tried hard to defend Master Xuandu and others.

King Zhou can die, but the backbones of these human alliances are the real pillars of the human race and cannot be broken.

"Mom, even if what you said is right, it will only take two days for Master Xuandu to defeat Zhunti. We should give Master Xuandu some time to think."

"You are right. Time is too tight. Xuandu can't react so quickly." Nuwa said calmly, "I will wait until the day you produce the map. If they still don't make any move on the day you produce the map."

After a pause, Nuwa patted Ji Changsheng's little hand again.

"Then you may really be my only child in the future."

Ji Changsheng was not happy.

This is a major event involving the clan's destiny.

He can be favored, but being favored alone is definitely not a good thing for the human race.

"Mom, you know how efficient I am at work. Isn't this too tight of a time limit?"

Nuwa smiled: "As soon as you got the Mountain and River State Map, you immediately contacted Xuandu. I don't know if this kind of feeling is false or fake. Only if you tell me the truth with your actions at the first time, can I help you with confidence. Changsheng, I am not a sucker. I will be good to you only if you are good to me. This kind of thing cannot be forced."

What can Ji Changsheng say?

He could only pray for Master Xuandu and Sister Ksitigarbha and the others.

"Mom, maybe they really didn't expect it."

Nuwa nodded: "It is possible. We can only say that they were unlucky to have met you."

Ji Changsheng: "..."

"what?"

Nuwa suddenly smiled.

Ji Changsheng subconsciously thought of the poem:

The pear blossoms are so gorgeous in the rain, and the peonies are so charming in the mist.

"Changsheng, your brothers and sisters are still sensible."

Ji Changsheng: "?"

……

heaven.

Tianxixing Mansion.

King Zhou looked across calmly.

"Master, you can't kill me. My name is on the Conferred God List. Unless the Emperor of Heaven and the Six Saints of Heaven take action, they cannot wipe out my true spirit."

Master Xuandu gave a friendly reminder: "Your Majesty forgot that I just defeated a saint."

King Zhou: "..."

"Of course, my strength is far inferior to that of a saint, so there is indeed no way for me to completely kill your true spirit on the Conferred God List."

Before King Zhou could breathe a sigh of relief, a compassionate female Bodhisattva walked out from the Tai Chi diagram.

"Ksitigarbha has met the king."

King Zhou didn't know how to express his current mood.

"How could I deserve the two great masters of the human race to attack me together?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva explained: "The king's true spirit is entrusted to the Conferred God List. In theory, only the Emperor of Heaven and the Empress of Earth plus the Six Saints of Heaven can completely kill him. But this matter is a private matter of our human race, so it is best not to let others get involved. Therefore, only Xuandu and I can try together."

Master Xuandu, the chief disciple of the three religions.

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva, the disciple of Saint Jie Yin, has just attained enlightenment and is the second most important person in the underworld.

Whether they can achieve the power of the Emperor of Heaven and Earth or one of the Six Saints of Heaven by joining forces, we will have to try.

King Zhou was in mixed emotions: "If I die in the flames of self-immolation, then I will have achieved what I desired. I never expected to be listed as a deity in the end."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva shook his head and said, "There are too many things you haven't thought of. Since you haven't thought of so many things, there's really no need to do so much."

"Are we going to be dependent on others like the two sages?" King Zhou was unmoved: "If I succeed, the human race will become the largest race in the universe and we will no longer have to look at the faces of the saints. If we just live like you, no matter how prosperous the human race is, what is the difference between us and puppets?"

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva's tone was not fierce, but it was very heartbreaking: "Did you succeed?"

King Zhou: "..."

Xuan Du said in a deep voice: "There is only one chance to enter the prehistoric fairyland. This is a game with only one life. As seniors, we did play the game very awkwardly as you said. Not only are there few gorgeous places, but many details look a bit vulgar and even ugly. You are born a prince and look down on our methods. I understand. However, from the age of liches to the age of saints, we only have one life, and we have passed the level."

Dizang said in a gentle voice: "The human race is not the race favored by Pangu. We do not have a good background and cannot do what we want. Personality is a luxury for us and we cannot afford to play with it. The king has a very strong personality, which makes me very envious. But the human race now needs the king to die, please forgive me. Xuandu, do it."

Under the suppression of the Tai Chi diagram, all movement was eliminated.

In the shadow outside the Tianxixing Palace.

Zhenwu sat cross-legged here, taking his breath and sweeping the formation.

This is the first time that the Human Alliance has joined forces.

Play a game with only one life!

Chapter 299: Detective Ji announces that the murderer is Dou Mu Yuan Jun

"Changsheng, go and do your thing. If you stay in the Queen Nuwa Palace all the time, it will be easy for the Heavenly King and the Heavenly Venerable to notice something strange."

Ji Changsheng breathed a sigh of relief.

Judging from the words and actions of Nuwa, it seems that this level has been passed.

"Mom, do we need to tell Yuanshi Tianwang and Tongtian Jiaozhu about this?"

"Being not."

Nuwa's attitude made Ji Changsheng completely relieved.

"The more people know about this, the more trouble the human race will have in the end. You are already desperately trying to put out the fire, so there is no need to make such a big deal. Otherwise, if the Three Pure Ones also start to fear the human race, you will be in trouble in the future."

Ji Changsheng deeply agreed with this.

Of course, developing quietly is the ideal situation.

"Mom, you are so magnanimous."

"Thanks to your timely remedy, this matter should be King Zhou's problem alone, and has nothing to do with others."

Because Ji Changsheng reported the matter very decisively, Nuwa was not overly angry and was able to think about the problem rationally.

"Changsheng, you are right. This job is too rough. You guys can't do it at all."

Ji Changsheng assured: "At least I can't do it. Even if I want to deal with a saint, I will definitely start with Zhunti."

Nuwa smiled and waved her hand: "You should suppress Ziwei first, and then consider Zhunti. Take others as a warning and learn a lesson."

"clear."

"As for Yuanshi Tianwang and Tongtian Jiaozhu, as long as you don't confess voluntarily, it will be difficult for them to guess. I guess Xuandu will report to Taiqing, so you don't have to worry about it. You are already too busy to get away, and there are others to hold up the sky if it collapses."

"I listen to my mother."

Emperor Xiaotian’s main character is well-behaved.