Chapter 121: Zhenyuan’s descendant Tongtian accepts Emperor Xin as his disciple

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"Emperor Xin's tyranny is the poison of the human race. What he is doing now is a great act of righteousness for the human race that you created."

"The change of dynasties in the world, the Zhou Dynasty and the Shang Dynasty, is really the law of heaven. From then on, the Zhou Dynasty is the emperor and the son of God."

"If you think of being in harmony with the way of heaven, this is something that is conducive to the great merits of the way of heaven. Do you understand the good intentions of being a teacher?"

Taoist Hongjun spoke eloquently, and his voice seemed to have a magical quality, which was constantly transmitted into Nuwa's mind.

Nuwa took a deep breath and then nodded.

"Disciple knows!"

Nuwa opened her red lips lightly and replied.

Hongjun's spiritual thoughts left and dissipated in the Wa Palace.

Although Saint Nuwa is kind-hearted and simple-minded, she is not a stupid person after all.

Hongjun first asked him not to interfere in the matter of conferring gods, and obviously asked her not to help Tongtian resist the Four Saints Po Zhuxian.

And now, Emperor Xin was asked to blaspheme the saint in Nuwa Temple, and she, the superior saint, was ordered to vent his anger on a mortal human emperor.

This kind of inconsistency made Nuwa feel that everything was just Hongjun's calculation.

Nuwa breathed out a breath.

Then he looked at the direction in which Lord Tongtian was leaving, and with a thought, he left the Wa Palace.

Without the message from Taoist Hongjun, Nuwa might not have left the Wa Palace, but now, Nuwa plans to see the great power behind what Tongtian Cult Master said.

A great businessman in the world, Chaoge City.

In the Great Shang Palace.

Di Xin was sitting in the study.

At this moment, Emperor Xin has succeeded to the position of Human Emperor.

In his hand, he held stacks of bamboo slips.

It was late at night, and the lights in Chaoge City were dim.

But Di Xin was focused and focused.

"Your Majesty, it's late at night, why not go to bed early!"

A eunuch beside him took a step forward and persuaded Di Xin with some distress.

"You go to sleep first, you are not alone! There is a great merchant, and there are many national masters. Although it looks prosperous, in fact, it is like walking on a sword. If there is any negligence, I am afraid that our great merchant's century-old future will be ruined. "

Di Xin looked at the memorial carefully and reviewed it, then sighed and said to the eunuch.

"Your Majesty..."

The eunuch still wanted to persuade.

Then, a sharp look stopped the eunuch's next words.

The eunuch couldn't help but tremble.

Although the king in front of him is a wise king with great ambitions, it does not mean that he is weak and easy to bully.

You know, this person is the third son of Emperor Yi.

When Emperor Yi was passing through the palace, the palace suddenly collapsed. Emperor Xin held up the beams alone, so that Emperor Yi was not injured.

Just this kind of divine power makes him look like a god.

Not weaker than ordinary immortals.

"Slave, you obey!"

The eunuch knelt down, kowtowed, and then withdrew.

Emperor Xin was too lazy to pay attention to this slave and continued to be busy with state affairs.

"Human Emperor Xin? Haha, it looks good, but it's a pity! Not blessed enough!"

A voice came into Di Xin's mind.

"Who! Get out of here!"

Di Xin suddenly raised his head.

A middle-aged Taoist priest wearing a Taoist robe appeared in front of Di Xin.

Di Xin snorted coldly, unsheathed the long sword in his hand, and headed towards the middle-aged Taoist priest with a shocking force.

"What a strength? Boy, your natural power is not weaker than that of human immortals! The power of the Human Emperor is indeed impressive!"

The middle-aged Taoist priest raised his eyebrows slightly, then waved his robe.

Di Xin felt a surge of force, and the long sword fell into his sleeve.

Di Xin's expression changed drastically, and then he felt a supreme force suppressing him. Di Xin sat on the dragon chair and could no longer get up.

At this moment, Di Xin calmed down.

Because he knew that the strength of the person in front of him was beyond his ability to resist.

"Who are you?"

Di Xin asked in a deep voice.

As a human emperor, he was unfazed by favors and humiliations without any panic.

"I am Zhen Yuanzi!"

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly.

Zhen Yuanzi? !

Di Xin was stunned for a moment, and then he couldn't help but think of Zhen Yuanzi, who broke through the Hunyuan Saint realm a few days ago and became famous in the three worlds.

"Are you Saint Zhen Yuanzi?"

"What's the matter with you coming to Gu Gu?"

Di Xin asked.

"I have been entrusted by Tongtian to accept you as my disciple and become the second generation direct disciple of Jie Jiao."

Zhen Yuanzi smiled slightly and then said.

"Take an orphan as a disciple?"

Di Xin's heart moved.

Saint of Tongtian!

That is the most powerful being among the Six Saints of Heaven. If such a person is willing to accept him as his disciple, it will be a blessing that cannot be obtained in eight lifetimes!

"Gu has been practicing with Grand Master Wen Zhong since he was a child. Today, he has reached the realm of human immortals. With Gu's natural divine power, even if he is a true immortal, he will not be able to fight alone."

"If Saint Tongtian wanted to take Gu as his disciple, Gu would naturally be willing to do so. However, Gu Buyi understands that the saint is so high above him, why would he take Gu as his disciple?"

"The saint of heaven is one with heaven and earth. A small human emperor is still just an ant compared to the saint!"

Although Di Xin was not very old, he was very thoughtful. In an instant, he noticed something strange.

Nine times out of ten, saints plot against each other. If you accidentally become the saint's pawn, that would be bad!

Zhen Yuanzi showed admiration, and then opened his mouth to tell Di Xin about the Nuwa Palace.

After hearing this, Di Xin raised his eyes.

I have always heard that saints are calculating people. He is cautious and only hopes to be able to manage the great merchants conscientiously and prosper.

But he never thought that he would eventually become a pawn of the saint.

"Damn it! Damn it! I don't want to be a pawn, a trick manipulated by the saint, ruining the six hundred years of glory of Dashang!"

Di Xin clenched his fists tightly.

I learned from Zhen Yuanzi that he would become the reviled King Zhou in the future. He would be so mediocre that Emperor Xin could not bear it.

"I would like to worship Saint Tongtian as my master, and I also ask Saint Zhen Yuanzi to recommend me!"

Di Xin suddenly bowed to Zhen Yuanzi and said.

His words were sincere and he was clearly determined.

"You can teach me, kid. Don't worry. I, the teacher, have always been loyal and courageous. I will definitely not let you down."

Zhen Yuanzi touched his long beard with one hand and helped Di Xin up with the other.

Di Xin nodded.

The name of Jiejiao has always been a good name.

On the other hand, the explanation was filthy.

As a human emperor, there are also many immortals among his ministers.

How could you not know?

The Grand Master Wen Zhong was the best among the three generations of disciples of Jie Jiao.

However, Di Xin also had some understanding of Jiejiao. When Tongtian Cult Leader Sanqing separated his family, he had become a thorn in the side of Chanjiao, Renjiao and Western religion.

Even if tens of thousands of immortals from the Jie Sect come to court, how can they defeat the three sects?

"I dare to ask the saint, can I be sure that I can intercept the teachings better than the teachings of others?"

Di Xin asked worriedly.

Zhen Yuanzi looked at Di Xin meaningfully and said:

"I, Jie Jiao, will win this battle. There is no other reason than that there is a supreme power behind my Jie Jiao. With this person, even Taoist Hongjun is just a joke!"