Chapter 124: The Conferred Gods are about to begin, the Great Shang Emperor Yi

North Sea coast.

A group of soldiers armed with weapons and wearing armor were speeding along the edge of the sea with anxious expressions.

"The king is dead, and His Highness has not been found yet. Please quickly search for His Highness' whereabouts!"

A leading soldier shouted loudly.

"Respect!"

boom!
Thousands of soldiers scattered in all directions.

At this time, on the surface of the North Sea, a figure floating on the sea slowly opened his eyes.

"I, am not dead?"

Looking at the calm sea around him, Zixian was shocked.

Before he could move, he felt a sharp pain in his body and a large amount of blood flowed from his chest.

At this moment, a voice appeared in Zixian's mind, "You are not dead yet, but you will be dead soon."

"If you don't get treated quickly, you'll die soon."

Zi Xian was shocked, "Who!"

Hiss~~~!!
In a hurry, he accidentally pulled the wound, causing him to grimace in pain.

I drank a few mouthfuls of sea water and almost drowned in it.

The voice appeared again, its voice flat.

"You will know who I am in the future. Someone is looking for you on the shore now. If you don't treat your wounds quickly, or if you delay for too long and damage your origin, you will surely die young."

Gui Xuan's voice echoed in Zi Xian's mind.

Zixian was terrified when he heard this.

He knew better than anyone where his injuries came from.

This is a wound left by a demon from the North Sea. It may not look obvious, but in fact the demonic energy has already entered the body.

If you don't rush to get treatment, premature death would be the least of your worries!

He no longer worried about who was talking to him, and swam towards the shore with gritted teeth.

Fortunately, he was not far from the coast and swam to the shore in less than three hours. He lay on the beach with a pale face. He wanted to shout, but he had no strength left.

He could only breathe heavily and look at the Shang soldiers who were looking for him in the distance with discomfort.

Gui Xuan looked somewhat helpless.

He had just peeked into this kid's memory.

I didn’t expect that this guy would be the future great merchant king, Emperor Xin’s father, Emperor Yi.

What a coincidence.

“No wonder Hongjun of this world did not descend to the No. 1 prehistoric world. It turns out that this world is in the period of the Conferred Gods, when the Three Shangs are about to be conferred gods.”

"Conferred the Gods..."

In the sea of ​​consciousness of the future Emperor Yi, Gui Xuan has already confirmed what period this world is in.

If there were no changes in the primitive world No. 1, this period would probably be approaching by now.

"During this calamity, the twelve golden immortals of the Chan sect broke the precept of killing. It happened that Haotian went to Hongjun to cry and complain that he had no subordinates and was looked down upon by the saints."

"The Jiejiao is destroyed..."

It seems that some preparation is needed.

At this time, the future Emperor Yi was almost dead. He stretched out his hand tremblingly, trying to let others find him, but he couldn't lift it up.

Gui Xuan shook his head after seeing this.

"Kid, forget it, let me help you!"

hum~~
At the moment when Zixian was about to faint, Guixuan's weak soul emitted a ray of light.

Instantly attract the attention of soldiers in the distance.

"Your Highness is there!"

"quick!"

"Where's the witch doctor! Witch doctor!!"

The whole scene immediately became chaotic.

After being treated by the witch doctor, Zixian finally lay on the beach with his breathing stabilized.

Seeing this, the leading soldier hurriedly said, "Quickly escort His Highness back to the palace!"

The previous king Wen Ding had passed away, and now the palace needed Prince Zixian to take charge.

The leading soldier rode the strange beast and led the soldiers back to the camp without waiting for Zixian to fully recover.

"Raise the army and return to the court!"

Great Shang, the capital of Yin.

As the most powerful dynasty among human beings, the Shang Dynasty was in the spotlight at this time.

The imperial capital was filled with sadness and solemnity inside and outside.

King Wen Ding of the Shang Empire died unexpectedly, and his son Zixian has not returned from pacifying the North Sea, so the entire capital is on alert.

The eight hundred princes of the Shang Dynasty took action upon hearing the news.

Especially the Zhou people in the west were ready to make a move.

After Wen Ding killed Ji Li, his son Ji Chang held a grudge and wanted to go on an expedition, but was delayed due to natural disasters.

During his reign, Shang Dynasty suffered from natural disasters one after another. The Huan River in the royal capital area dried up three times a day, and the economy and national strength of the Shang Dynasty gradually weakened.

The national strength is unstable and the princes on all sides have strange thoughts.

Grand Tutor Wen Zhong rode the black unicorn and quickly headed to the North Sea to welcome the return of Prince Zixian.

"Who hurt Zixian?"

Flying billions of miles away from the capital, Wen Zhong's majestic gaze fell on the seriously injured Zixian with an angry expression.

"Grand Tutor, the prince was suppressing a rebellion in the North Sea when he was ambushed by a demon tribe and the demonic energy entered his body. By the time we discovered it, it was too late. The prince was already seriously injured." The leading general said in a low voice.

"The demon clan..." Wen Zhong said in a low voice.

Finally, with a cold snort, a ray of fairy light passed into Zixian's body.

As the immortal light entered his body, Zixian's face gradually turned red.

Zi Xian opened his eyes slightly, looking at Wen Zhong who appeared in front of him, and said in a weak voice, "Grandmaster..."

"The king died, and before he died, he entrusted his son to me, allowing Your Highness to succeed him." Wen Zhong interrupted Zi Xian and said, "Your Highness, follow me back to the capital and stabilize the situation in Da Shang!"

Having said that, he waved his hand and took Zixian away.

"Is this Wen Zhong?"

Gui Xuan was silently observing in Zixian's sea of ​​consciousness.

The primeval times do not count the years.

Ten thousand years passed in the blink of an eye.

Over a period of ten thousand years, the Shang Dynasty underwent tremendous changes.

Since Prince Zixian succeeded to the throne of the Shang Dynasty, he was honored as Emperor Yi.

At this time, Emperor Yi was sitting in the royal palace, looking at the ministers of the Shang Dynasty with a gloomy face.

"The Zhou tribe disrespects their superiors and subordinates and has brought soldiers to attack our Shang capital." Emperor Yi said in a deep voice, "I wonder if you have any good ideas."

Grand Master Wen Zhong stepped forward and said, "Your Majesty, I want to bring a million troops to overwhelm the Zhou tribe and strengthen your majesty!"

"allow!"

Emperor Yi's voice was majestic and his eyes were shining!
"In this battle, we will destroy Zhou's army and enhance our imperial power!"

"Your Majesty's Order!"

Wen Zhong exuded an ethereal aura, and his power as a celestial being soared into the sky.

"Teacher, is this the Jiejiao Immortal?"

Emperor Yi looked at Wen Zhong's majestic and ethereal back and asked in his heart.

"Wen Zhong is one of the few loyal ministers of your Great Shang. As a third-generation disciple of Jiejiao, he has outstanding talent and noble status."

"If you die in the future, you can rest assured and entrust your orphan to him."

Gui Xuan was floating in Emperor Yi's sea of ​​consciousness and spoke with interest.

But his words made Emperor Yi's face darken. "Teacher, as the emperor of man, although I cannot practice cultivation, I have a long life span. How can I die so easily?"

"Then how did your father die?" Gui Xuan said in a calm voice.

Emperor Yi’s face froze.

"Although the Human Emperor is blessed by the luck of the human race, compared with the three ancient emperors, you are only a Human Emperor in name only, without substance."

“It’s just a title.”

"The eight hundred princes of the Great Shang obey you? Or do all the hundreds of millions of people in your Great Shang territory agree with you?"

Gui Xuan continued.

"Although you are the emperor of mankind, you are still far behind the three emperors of ancient times, or even the five emperors."

Emperor Yi was silent.

The Great Shang Dynasty was established 400 years ago, and he is already the th Emperor of Man.

As time passed, the Shang Dynasty was no longer as powerful as it used to be, with all the people in the world submitting to it and paying tribute to it.

The princes inside are ready to make moves, and the barbarians outside are often harassing.

It can be said that there are internal and external troubles, and natural disasters and man-made disasters occur one after another.

This led to the gradual decline of national strength.

Looking at the silent Emperor Yi, Gui Xuan added, "Your origin is fading, you won't live long, hurry up and give birth to the child and raise the next generation."

"Then let your next generation become the last king, and your Shang Dynasty will be over."

Could you please not be so hurtful when you speak?

Emperor Yi didn't want to talk anymore.

Ever since his teacher appeared in his mind ten thousand years ago, he has often told him to have a baby soon.

It gave him a huge headache.

Today he even said that his own child would become the last king, which made Emperor Yi feel helpless.

At the same time, my heart became heavier.

"Please explain..."

This mysterious teacher, though, cannot appear.

But he often gave him advice and helped him overcome difficulties.

If it weren't for his own teacher, he would have had an extremely difficult time during these ten thousand years.

It also made him change from being skeptical at the beginning to being convinced now.

Gui Xuan did not hide it and said directly, "It is about the battle between immortals and gods."

"Your Great Shang will become a place where immortals and gods fight. That will be the time when your Great Shang will be destroyed."

"You will be cursed by your son for millions of years."

hiss~~~
Emperor Yi took a deep breath and was shocked.

When the gods and immortals fought, Emperor Yi immediately thought of his own Grand Master.

There are countless talented people in the entire Shang Dynasty, but only Grand Master Wen Zhong comes from the Holy Church and has outstanding strength.

Could it be...

Emperor Yi's mind was full of thoughts.

Gui Xuan continued, "But everything has a glimmer of hope."

"If you, the Great Shang, want to turn the tables, it is not impossible."

Emperor Yi was delighted, "Teacher..."

"If you want to save yourself, you must first strengthen your people and enrich your country." Gui Xuan said, "You, the millions of people of Da Shang, are your chance to turn the tables."

"You want to fill their stomachs so they'll be willing to follow you."

"What I taught you before is the foundation for strengthening the people and the method for enriching the country."

"As for what you want to do, it's up to you."

After saying this, Gui Xuan stopped talking and fell into a deep sleep.

No matter how much Emperor Ren called out, there was no response.

In the end, Emperor Yi had no choice but to begin to make arrangements in the territory of Da Shang according to the knowledge that Gui Xuan had taught him.

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The primitive world number one.

Gui Xuan carefully absorbed the information coming from the primitive world No. 3, and it took him a long time to slowly open his eyes.

"Conferred the Gods..."

Now that he already knew the time point where the third primitive world was located, he would not sit and wait for death.

The differentiated soul cannot remain awake for long because it is in a state of alternating reality and illusion.

I don’t know how long I will sleep this time.

"The Conferred God Contest is related to the three religions. It seems that some planning is needed."

Gui Xuan thought carefully and called the four saints, Zhen Yuanzi, Hou Tu, Hong Yun and Minghe Laozu, over.

"I have completely conquered the Second Great World."

"The next step is when I will merge the two worlds into one. At that time, the two worlds will be shaken."

"The saints of this world, the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa, are still kept in the dark. You should release the Three Pure Ones and Nuwa from the Second Primordial World."

Zhen Yuanzi and others listened to Wen Yan and nodded.

Then point your finger.

The Three Pure Ones, Nuwa, Jie Yin and Zhunti from the second primitive world were released.

As soon as these saints appeared, they wanted to resist.

However, he was suppressed by a huge force and could not move.

At this time, the two saints from the West who were far away in Kunlun Mountain, Wahuang Palace, and even suppressed in the Western world, opened their eyes and looked towards the Fangzhang Fairy Island in the North Sea.

"that's me?"

(End of this chapter)