The moment Ji Chang wrote the obscene poem, Di Xin felt a burning sensation in his waist.
The Kongtong Seal shines slightly.
"Roar!"
A dragon roar sounded.
An invisible force of luck gathered towards Kongtong Seal.
Di Xin felt that the Kongtong Seal began to feel slightly hot, and the imperial aura was constantly flowing towards him.
His strength also began to improve.
Good luck!
My Dashang's luck has improved!
really!
Di Xin's eyes flashed.
This obscene poem was mentioned after all, but the person who mentioned it was not Di Xin.
But Ji Chang.
Dashang's luck seems to be getting stronger.
And in the eyes of all the saints.
That human emperor Xin's human destiny was even more powerful, and a five-clawed real dragon almost formed behind him, roaring.
That Ji Chang was also blessed with human luck, but this luck seemed to be much duller.
"Is this Ji Chang also a man of destiny?"
Leader Tongtian murmured to himself and spoke.
In the past, I heard about the dispute between the Great Shang and the Great Zhou in the Meishan courtyard.
But Tongtian didn't know what kind of dynasty the Great Zhou Dynasty was.
Now looking at Ji Chang, he is also blessed with the fate of the human race. Could it be that this Great Zhou is also related to Ji Chang?
Leader Tongtian and Zhen Yuanzi were together that day, and their minds were focused on what Lin Xuan said about the Great Shang Dynasty.
As for how the great Zhou Dynasty came and how it flourished, they forgot to ask.
At this moment, seeing Ji Chang, they couldn't help but start to guess, what is the relationship between Ji Chang and Da Zhou?
"Ji Chang's luck as a human race has dropped to rock bottom, what should we do!"
Even though I am a saint who has always been inactive, I couldn't help but become anxious at this moment.
According to what Taoist Hongjun said, that Ji Chang was a man of destiny.
Nowadays, mentioning obscene poems is tantamount to blaspheming the Holy Mother of the human race.
In this case, how could Dazhou be established?
Yuanshi Tianzun also looked extremely gloomy.
In his heart, he scolded all the eighteen generations of Tongtian Cult Leader's ancestors.
However, Yuanshi Tianzun, Tongtian Cult Leader, and Laozi Saint are originally the Pangu Yuanshen who transformed the three pure beings in one breath.
After all, the three of them are from the same origin.
So let me ask, if Yuanshi Tianzun scolded Tongtian Cult Leader, wouldn't it be tantamount to scolding himself?
"Ji Chang's blasphemy against the Holy Mother of the human race will definitely make it impossible to establish the Great Zhou Dynasty! How about we let Ji Chang's son revolt and become a god?"
Saint Laozi, who was older after all, narrowed his eyes slightly, and then spoke.
"Okay! Senior brother, this is a good idea!"
Yuanshi Tianzun smiled slightly and nodded.
The Saint Laozi and Yuanshi Tianzun were able to obtain a trace of cause and effect in the long river of time through the power of Hongjun's jade ultimatum.
He is far less knowledgeable about the matter of becoming a god than Lin Xuan.
They just knew that Xibo Hou Jichang was a key figure in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Subconsciously, he thought that Ji Chang was the one who established the Great Zhou Dynasty.
In fact, only Lin Xuan knew that Ji Chang had died long ago, and it was his son Ji Fa who founded the Great Zhou Dynasty.
However, as time goes by, the course of history changes.
This was originally an obscene poem by Emperor Zhou Xinti, but now it has become an obscene poem by Ji Changti.
Although the cause and effect had changed, due to a combination of circumstances, it was Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi who set their sights on Ji Chang's son.
Inexplicably, it seemed that he was back on track like Lin Xuan's familiar conferred god.
In Nuwa Palace, Emperor Xin felt the changes in Kongtong Seal and felt happy.
But after Ji Chang mentioned the obscene poem, all civil and military officials were shocked!
"Xibohou is crazy! He is blaspheming the Holy Mother of Humanity!"
"Nuwa is the righteous god in ancient times and the benefactor of court songs. Your Majesty drives your car and burns incense to pray for good fortune, so that all the people can enjoy their work, the rain will flow smoothly, and the war will calm down. Today, Xibohou has written poems that blaspheme the Holy Ming, without any sincerity of piety. This is a reward. It is a sin against the divine, and it is not the gift of the emperor to visit and pray. It is really presumptuous!"
Prime Minister Shang Rong was so angry that he blew his beard and stared. If it weren't for his age, he would have been ready to rush forward and fight Xibohou.
"Xibohou is treasonous and disruptive to our great business! He should be killed!"
Huang Feihu's eyes burst out with strong murderous aura, and he wished he could kill Xibohou directly.
"Xi Bohou, are you crazy?"
Grand Master Wen Zhong said lightly.
Wen Zhongnai is a third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao, so he naturally knows the inside story.
He was even more happy when he heard about these important ministers' crusade against Ji Chang.
This Xibohou is proud of his troops, but he may not have any good intentions.
Just now, by using this obscene poem to send Ji Chang to the sky prison, he was able to help Dashang settle a cholera incident.
"snort!"
"You people really like to talk nonsense!"
"I think Nuwa's appearance is peerless, so I wrote a poem to praise her. Is there any other intention?"
"On the other hand, you have evil intentions towards Saint Nuwa, and your thoughts are not pure!"
Ji Chang continued to chatter, apparently without the slightest hint of remorse.
Na Hongjun's power of creation can change cause and effect.
At this moment, Ji Chang was so cruel and cruel that he was hopeless and had become another person.
"Come here, throw Xibohou into a prison, and he will be executed in the future!"
Di Xin said in a deep voice.
"As you command!"
Huang Feihu couldn't hold himself back for a long time. After hearing Di Xin's order, he stepped forward and took Xibohou directly into custody.
Although Xibohou had some magic power, he was still far behind compared to a man like Huang Feihu, who was well trained and had strong energy and blood. After a struggle, he was captured by Huang Feihu and imprisoned in the sky prison.
"Show off! Go back to the palace!"
Di Xin ordered.
Ten thousand people cross the aisle, and the Human Emperor returns.
This time, if it weren't for Master and the Saint of Jiejiao, I'm afraid I would have encountered something unexpected.
In particular, my uncle, who is the master behind Jiejiao, is really a powerful person.
Even Hongjun couldn't do anything to him.
Di Xin sat on the dragon chariot and took a deep breath.
He thought of Ji Chang's violent and brutal appearance, which was completely different from his previous scheming appearance, and couldn't help but shudder.
It can be said that if there was no advance plan for Jiejiao today, he, Emperor Xin, would probably end up like Ji Chang.
"I'm afraid Yuanshi Tianzun and other saints won't let me go easily! I have to be more careful!"
Di Xin thought deeply in his heart.
In this great catastrophe of becoming a god, he is a chess piece, so he naturally needs to be careful every step of the way.
In this world today, saints compete.
Although he is a human emperor, he can hardly be a match for a saint.
The only thing we can rely on now is Jiejiao.
"Passing the imperial edict of Gu, Grand Master Xuan Wen Zhong entered the palace. I have something important to discuss with Grand Master Wen today!"
The first thing Emperor Xin did when he returned to Dashang Palace was to send an order to Master Wen.
"Bang!"
In the imperial study room, Di Xin closed the door heavily.
Just in case someone is eavesdropping.
"Emperor Master!"
Di Xin bowed to Wen Zhong.
Wen Zhong hurriedly returned the gift, smiled bitterly and said:
"Although I am the emperor's master, I can't stand your majesty's salute now."
"I am a third-generation disciple of Jie Jiao. Your Majesty was accepted as a second-generation direct disciple by Master Tongtian. In terms of seniority, he is still above me."
"I should call Your Majesty Junior Uncle!"
Wen Zhong smiled bitterly, a little frightened.
