Chapter 849 The Prosperous Years of Mr. Zhuge, one of the Three Founding Heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty

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"Damn it, I'll kill the immortal today."

Xin Zhuo's voice was not loud, and the meaning of ridicule was more than the true description, but because he had just lightly moved an entire palace that cost a hundred thousand craftsmen's efforts and weighed more than a hundred thousand mountains, moved it to the sky and crushed it into pieces with his hand. , and his overwhelming domineering ability to kill more than ten immortals with one sword, which made everyone feel frightened and frightened.

Ye Chen's heart dropped from the top of the clouds to the bottom of the valley, then rose to mid-air and landed in the abyss again. Even though he had great pride and strong unwillingness in his heart, he was crushed to dust at this moment, and a trace of humility and dejection could not help but appear on his face.

Su Wuji, Shangguan Chiling and his wife, Jian Jiuqing, Shui Qingliu and other four sect masters were completely convinced at this moment, and even felt uneasy. They had previously considered that Xin Zhuo could easily defeat the ancestor Ye Chen, but they were afraid that his level was not low. , but I never expected that it would reach such an outrageous level, that even an immortal would be killed with one sword!

After practicing for a period of time, Xin Zhuo seemed to be in two different worlds from them, unable to reach, look directly at, or imagine.

Emperor Ji Yong, the Queen Mother, the Queen, the Prince, the Prince and the Princess looked at it dryly for a long time. Since Ji Yu became the Emperor and Queen, the Great Zhou Dynasty has broken the curse that the emperor cannot cultivate to a high level. They are also knowledgeable in martial arts, but They didn't know much, but they thought that the Supreme Emperor and those immortals might be the strongest in the world. Who would have thought that the Holy Ancestor Emperor could kill them with one sword!

The Holy Ancestor Emperor is stronger than the Immortal!

In the moment, they set a tone.

"Xin Zhuo..."

Murong Yunxi was still lying on the ground in a daze. She went from being frightened to being shocked. She knew the horror of the holy land where her mother and brother were, and she was knowledgeable. She thought that even though Xin Zhuo was very strong, he was definitely stronger than herself. Not too much, but now I look back and realize that I took it for granted. This Xin Zhuo is even more evil than before. He is very strong in the military, politics, and spiritual practice.

However, Xin Zhuo had no time to worry about anyone else's thoughts, and he didn't even have time to look at everyone. His eyes were all attracted by a deep pit below the Qiankun Palace after it was moved away.

It was a pitch-black bottomless abyss. After the palace was moved away, it exuded an indescribable aura. It seemed to be a very high-level origin and some kind of...breath of luck?

"Come……"

At this moment, a vague call came from the bottom of the abyss and rang in his ears.

Xin Zhuo frowned, glanced around subconsciously, and found that he was the only one who could hear. After thinking about it, he said in an unquestionably murderous tone: "Everyone is here to stay. If you dare to leave without authorization, you will die!"

The figure flashed into the endless abyss, but the shadow of the sycamore tree separated from the body and spread across the four directions.

It's extremely cold in the abyss, and you can't see your fingers. The original power and the destiny of heaven and earth around you are more intense and majestic. When people fall, they seem to be wrapped up and shaken by something...

After half an hour, after falling thousands of feet, we finally reached the bottom. The bottom was cold and biting, and the power of the source and the breath of luck were even stronger, almost forming a sea of ​​fog, and our thoughts could not move too far away.

Xin Zhuo closed his eyes and adjusted to the darkness for a while. Then he opened them again and saw vaguely a huge lotus platform-shaped gold and stone relief below. When a person stands below, he is like a fly compared to an elephant. There is a strong sense of oppression. Coming the same way.

He subconsciously took a few steps back, used his mental skills to resist, and scanned the surroundings again. He suddenly discovered that there were more than a dozen pieces of Geng Jin Xuan Iron floating around the lotus platform, rising and falling like tentacles, and the luck was transmitted from the tentacles.

Because of the angle, he couldn't see clearly what was on the lotus platform. Just as he was about to jump up to observe, he heard an old voice coming from a sunken cave to the north: "Coming?"

Xin Zhuo was startled, his aura rose to the extreme, and he made a defensive posture, but heard the old voice say: "Why are you nervous? I can't beat you!"

Xin Zhuo frowned and walked to the cave. Through the faint light, he saw an old man sitting cross-legged in the cave. His whole body was shriveled, leaving only skin and bones, but there was still some light in his old eyes, which seemed to be hope.

The call just now came from this person.

"It's been four hundred years! Finally someone is here again."

The old man stood up, then sat down again. Only then did Xin Zhuo see clearly that there were strands of tentacles tied to his back. This time they were real tentacles, all white, and the other end was connected to the stone wall.

The old man gave up and smiled bitterly: "Who do you think I am?"

Xin Zhuo said: "Have you ever been famous?"

The old man nodded: "At least it happened in Dazhou!"

Xin Zhuo said: "Four hundred years ago?"

The old man said: "That's right!"

Xin Zhuo smiled and said: "Mr. Zhuge!"

The old man was very surprised: "How do you know?"

Xin Zhuo said: "Four hundred years ago, the only person who claimed to be famous in the Great Zhou Dynasty and could still hide in the depths of the palace was one of the three founding heroes of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

The old man said: "Why can't I be Jiang Yuan, Taizu of Great Zhou?"

Xin Zhuo said: "Jiang Yuan's origins are too deep. Even if he is here, he will definitely go back. Emperor Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty is too deeply involved with the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he must have the aura of the Great Zhou Empire. You are still here, and you are not involved with the Great Zhou Dynasty." Not big, I guess it can only be Mr. Zhuge, the founding military advisor of the Great Zhou Dynasty!"

"As expected of Xin Zhuo! We have been keeping an eye on you here for several years! Jiang Yuan and Ji Laogui praised you for being extremely smart and a peerless genius. It's true!"

Mr. Zhuge smiled bitterly, "Back then, we guessed that you were the only one who could save us. But you left. We felt a pity and felt that fate is not as good as fate. Who would have expected that you came in the end? What about this fate in this world? Deqing? What a pity, they can’t see it!”

Xin Zhuo glanced at the huge lotus platform behind him, ignored Mr. Zhuge's nagging, and suddenly asked a very practical question: "First of all, you have to tell me, can I get any benefits?"

Mr. Zhuge laughed dryly: "Yes! What a great benefit!"

"Very good! I have wine, tell me your story!"

Xin Zhuo disappeared in a flash, and when he reappeared, he already had three jars of palace aging wine in his hand.

Mr. Zhuge sniffed his nose and his eyes turned red: "400-year-old Dazhou Emperor's Brew? Did the three of us brew it ourselves?"

Xin Zhuo nodded: "Yes! I searched for it in the palace!"

"very good!"

Mr. Zhuge slapped a jar open, raised his head and fucked half of the jar, and said in a deep voice: "The story is not long, and it is not difficult to tell. It starts as a drama and ends in tragedy!"

Xin Zhuo also drank half the jar: "What a great opening, I've already included it."

Mr. Zhuge seemed to be deep in thought, and after a while he said: "...I was born in the Zhuge family in southern Xinjiang. I have been very smart since I was a child. I have read poetry and books, have the world in my heart, and compassion for the world. I vowed to create a pure land where all people can live and work in peace and contentment. Then a coincidence happened , obtained the innate sixty-four divine hexagrams of heaven, and in troubled times, went out to save the world and save people!

But, this is what outsiders think of me. In fact, I did get the innate divine hexagram, but I just wanted to rob and find girls to use. I never thought about benefiting the country. How much is the country worth? Money?

As a result, I met Jiang Yuan, who was even more rogue than me. This grandson had done all kinds of bad things and was extremely evil. The key was that he was very fierce and brave, and he was extremely powerful. Most people couldn't offend him, and the government couldn't catch him. This guy and I hit it off. We burned yellow paper and worshiped.

Not long after, we met Lao Ji again, who had fallen out of grass and became a bandit and occupied the mountain as king. This grandson was being chased by the government officials at the time. We worked together to repel the government officials, and we fell in love with each other once again, and we paid homage to him again.

After that, the three brothers of us did all kinds of bad things, and everyone shouted for beatings. We even went to Fulong Mountain to build a stronghold and robbed everywhere. We were very lucky. Not only were we not wiped out by the imperial army, but we also got the military burial of our ancestors, and our key talents were also They were all good. He was practicing as a bandit and cultivating at the same time. Later, his cultivation level turned out to be surprisingly high.

The masters of various sects and martial arts around came to die one by one. Seeing that Lao Ji's grandson was really invincible, his ambition gradually grew. It was boring to talk about a big-ass cottage, so it was better to conquer the country for fun. In the future, when things are done, he would become the great emperor. Lao Jiang is the second emperor, and I am the third emperor.

Speaking of which, all our previous vigor was exhausted. After we came down from the mountain, we worked harder and harder, and soon we gathered a team of 100,000 people. We marched across the world without a single enemy.

To make a long story short, when we conquered half of the country, we were still wild, burning, killing, looting, and playing havoc. But in the end, my conscience found out that since things can be done, it is better to really do the math of the country.

Later, the Great Zhou Dynasty was built, and I calculated the location for the capital for three months.

After ruling the country, it is naturally impossible to have three emperors. The emperor Lao Ji will be the emperor, the general Wang Laojiang will be the one, and I will be the prime minister.

We have been doing this for fifty years. At that time, our cultivation was too high and it was extremely difficult to die. We also felt that it was boring to be a leader. It was better to give up our position to future generations and then do other things...

Earlier I talked about the military burial place we discovered when we were young. The secrets in that military burial site were truly astonishing and should not exist in the mortal world.

We took off the burden of the empire and ran back, but when we arrived, everything stopped..."

(End of chapter)