I'm The Emperor of All-Heavens

Chapter 874

Kunlun Mountain, yuxu palace.

Guangchengzi sounded the golden bell, and dozens of lights converged here from all directions.

The Antarctic fairy, the lantern burning Taoist, Yunzi and the twelve golden immortals each have their own caves. They are naturally not in the yuxu Palace on weekdays. They will gather only when the first emperor of the Yuan Dynasty opens a forum to preach Dharma, or when a major event occurs to summon disciples.

When Shen Gongbao arrived, he saw that there was a dense air of immortality, the clouds scattered, the sun and moon shook, and most of the first, second and even third generations of disciples had gathered to salute each other. Hou was outside the palace.

Shen Gongbao had an attack of inferiority complex, took the initiative to retreat to a corner and remained silent.

However, although he was standing on the edge, his eyes kept looking at the immortals in each cave, especially the twelve golden immortals of his peers.

Soon, Shen Gongbao looked at the three generations of disciples and was surprised.

I remember that after the three religions signed the list of gods, at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, the Heavenly Master summoned the twelve golden immortals and asked them to collect the talents of the people's imperial dynasty and lay out the future in response to murder and robbery.

Logically speaking, the number of disciples of the three generations should have increased significantly, but now it seems that it is still very few. Is it difficult to accept disciples without success?

Taiyi immortal stood among the twelve golden fairies. Looking at Jin Zha and Mu Zha who were accepted as disciples by Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun and immortal Puxian early, he thought of Nezha who should have become his successor. He felt sorry.

What also made him very concerned was that he had not received a response since he presented the Taoist book to the emperor at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty. I don't know what to say.

Just thinking, another tortoise like escape light flew from a distance, fell into the front of the palace and turned into an old man with white hair and beard.

Other Taoists have all kinds of faces, old, middle-aged and young, white hair and Fairy Spirit. This one is really old.

Is not every child of the flesh old as soon as it is old?

"Senior brother, this way!"

Shen Gongbao waved. The old man calmed his breath, hurried to behind Shen Gongbao and said with a smile: "younger martial brother!"

This person is naturally Jiang Ziya. He has been practicing for 40 years, but he has not been able to become an immortal. This qualification is outstanding.

Very poor.

However, the Taoist ancestor of Hunyuan had the ability to calculate the secret of heaven and valued more than cultivation. Therefore, Jiang Ziya was an earlier senior brother. Shen Gongbao officially joined the gate wall not long ago and became a late junior brother.

Even so, Jiang Ziya, a scum of immortality, dare not be a little presumptuous in front of a group of big men. He has great respect for Shen Gongbao and has a close relationship with his brothers.

When Shen Gongbao looked at his appearance, he was not angry. He talked with him with a smile on his face and kept asking him about his achievements in each assessment.

When Jiang Ziya was asked by Shen Gongbao that he was about to lose his smile, the melodious bell rang again and the yuxu palace opened.

At four o'clock, you don't thank the strange flowers and plants. The golden hall door opens and shines red light. The balcony looms in auspicious clouds. The jade chime and golden bell have a long sound.

When the immortals and one person entered the hall, they saw that the Heavenly Master of the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty sat on the eight treasure cloud light seat and saluted together: "master, master, ancestor!"

The first emperor nodded slightly, looked at Jiang Ziya and asked, "Jiang Shang, how many years have you been to Kunlun?"

Jiang Ziya was ashamed and bowed his head and replied, "the disciple went up the mountain at the age of 32 and has wasted 40 years so far. The disciple's nature is stupid. Although he was instructed by the master, he has never been able to understand the fairyland."

Yuanshi Tianzun didn't mean to blame: "you can't blame you. You were born with a thin life and have no fate of immortality. You can be blessed in the world. Now the time has come. Go down the mountain and help the Ming Lord. As a general, you won't waste your efforts to go up the mountain to practice!"

Jiang Ziya was shocked when he heard the speech: "master, disciples are sincere practitioners. They have endured years of hard work. Although their practice is weak, they are very determined to the Tao. Please be merciful. Disciples are willing to practice hard in the mountain, but they don't dare to covet the wealth of the world of mortals!"

The emperor shook his head at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty: "the fate is like this. Don't disobey it. This is not the place where you have lived for a long time. Clean up and go down the mountain early. Don't talk more!"

Jiang Ziya was still waiting for a cry. The Antarctic fairy advised him, "Ziya, the number of days has been set. You can't escape and hide. Although you're going down the mountain, you may come back when you succeed."

Jiang Ziya was helpless and had to say to the emperor at the beginning of the Yuan Dynasty, "please give some advice to your disciples in the future!"

According to the development of Fengshen romance, at this time, Yuanshi Tianzun should have made eight verses to arrange the second half of Jiang Ziya's life clearly, but now Yuanshi Tianzun asked, "if it depends on your heart, where do you want to go?"

Jiang Ziya was confused. After thinking for a while, he knocked his head: "I have no uncle, brother and sister-in-law, no brother, sister and nephew. I look like a bird lost in the forest and have no habitat. Only Chaoge has a sworn brother named song Yiren. Go to vote for him first after going down the mountain!"

As soon as he said this, the immortals in the hall frowned one after another.

Obviously, the flood of humanity is about to change the dynasty. The Shang Dynasty should be destroyed. Jiang Ziya does not go to the place where the real dragon is located, but goes to vote for the dynasty song. His understanding is really worrying!

Yuanshi Tianzun's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't evaluate Jiang Ziya's plan. He just said, "you go down the mountain and wait for the opportunity, and build a sacred platform. The list of gods will be hung on the platform, which will become a great event of gods!"

"Abide by the law of the master!"

Jiang Ziya remembered his heart, worshipped again and retreated outside the temple.

After seeing Jiang Ziya leave, Yunzi asked the emperor of Yuanshi in a puzzled way: "disciple is stupid. The master once said to his disciples that Cheng Tang will be counted and Zhou Shi will be happy. Ziya was going to sing a song just now. Why didn't the master wake him up?"

The first emperor shook his head and said an ambiguous sentence: "how can the number of days be set lightly?"

Yun Zizi and other twelve golden immortals showed their thinking color one after another, while Taiyi immortal felt that the change of the first heaven in the Yuan Dynasty might be caused by that volume of Taoist books.

Now it seems that the master of the Tao book must be the mixed yuan level. The signing of the list of gods by the three religions is, after all, a matter within the three religions. If other mixed yuan Taoist ancestors interfere, there will be twists and turns in the process.

There is no doubt that the treasure of the original exposition was entirely on Xiqi's side, and now we have to weigh it.

But even if there is a Hun yuan secretly helping Yin and Shang, Taoism has three Qing Dynasties, and even Hongjun Taoists, can they really change the outcome?

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But Jiang Ziya went out of the yuxu palace and still flew out with the light that was as slow as a snail in the eyes of the immortal.

Whoosh!

A dun Guang caught up with him in a moment. Shen Gongbao had a long sword on his back and big sleeves floating. It was the clouds under the hemp shoes. The sword was shining through the sky. He climbed across the tiger and walked everywhere. He was free and carefree.

Jiang Ziya showed envy in his eyes, but he didn't know that Shen Gongbao looked at him. His heart was full of envy. He even wanted to use some magic powers to let Jiang Ziya die before he graduated.

However, when he thought of the famous masters' struggle, the debate could not determine the real overall situation. The Taoist ancestor of Hunyuan was in the palace. How could he be smart? Shen Gongbao gave up wisely and said, "elder martial brother, I happen to be going to sing a song too. How are you going?"

Jiang Ziya was confused and said, "naturally good!"

Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao then said, "although senior brother went down the mountain, he can't neglect his practice and forget the assessment. I'll urge you from time to time along the way!"

The smile on Jiang Ziya's face completely disappeared.