The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit still didn't figure it out, and it was hard to find Ao Yi to ask again.
The figure disappeared. After reporting to Junior Brother Wen Zhong, he went directly to find Senior Kong Xuan.
In Chaoge City, in the small courtyard, Xuan Qing continued to look at the human king, trying to find the character mentioned by the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit.
Could it be said that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit has the so-called ability to look at the spirit, and saw the human-king image above the head of classmate Zishou?
Anyway, Xuan Qing didn’t notice it!
In fact, no matter whether Wei Ziyan, Wei Ziqi or Zishou succeeds to the throne now, the Shang Dynasty will collapse!
Without him, the three-hundred-year law!
The upper limit of the life span of a dynasty is about three hundred years.
After more than ten generations, the class was completely solidified, and the landlords snowballed, getting bigger and bigger, squeezing the living space of ordinary people.
For ordinary people, not to mention the channels for advancement, even having enough food is a luxury. At this time, there are only two options left.
Either starve to death or revolt.
During the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, there was no 300-year rule, because wars were going on every year and they were all recruited to serve as young men.
Before the Spring and Autumn Period, there was no three-hundred-year law because there were no roads and no weapons!
The most important thing is that there are no weapons.
Bronze wares are exclusive to nobles, and bamboo tubes are considered luxury goods for ordinary people...
Xuan Qing had solved this problem a long time ago. Hundreds of years ago, he asked his disciples to go down the mountain and spread the iron smelting technology.
Nowadays, the iron smelting technology of the Shang Dynasty has long been mature, and ordinary people have used iron tools.
Next, when the day of rebellion comes... a hoe can be sharpened and used as a murder weapon.
This is the intention of Shen Bao in cultivating some generals.
Classmate Zi Shou held his head high and looked at Xuan Qing proudly.
Apparently he was inspired by the words of Our Lady of Fire Spirit just now.
Xuan Qing smiled and said: "Continuing with the previous topic, why do enemies become enemies? Have you ever thought about this question?"
Classmate Zi Shou's face drooped: "Master, can you teach me martial arts to kill enemies on the battlefield? The enemy is the enemy. Why do you care so much?"
"Go back and think about it carefully. In three days, give me one... just come and see me," Xuan Qing said with a smile, "You too!"
"Yes, Father!" Huang Feihu quickly saluted with his fists clasped.
"Get out!" Xuan Qing said angrily.
Huang Feihu chuckled, and before leaving, he did not forget to look back three times and looked at the Tutu girl affectionately. The Tutu girl was angry and clenched her fists. If the Queen Mother of the West hadn't been holding her, she would have given Huang Feihu a meal if she went up. hammer.
"Actually, the Queen of the General's family is quite savvy, so it won't be a loss if she gets married."
Queen Mother Xi smiled and nodded: "And if we have money, we local girls don't have to go hunting in person to exchange for food."
"Every day is full of fine clothes and fine food..." Xuan Qing put his head on his hands and said, "We are a wealthy family. It is said that there is a wine pond and a meat forest. When you open your eyes, someone will offer you all kinds of delicious food."
Girl Tutu swallowed her saliva, blinked her eyes, glanced at Xuanqing and Queen Mother Xi secretly, and whispered: "Father, mother, how about I really get married?"
Xuanqing and Queen Mother Xi all laughed.
Queen Mother Xi couldn't help but laugh. She didn't expect Empress Houtu to be so easily tempted.
Hou Tu and Xuan Ming, the only two smart people among the ancestral witches, are both so silly and cute...
The Demon Court’s strategy was wrong back then. If the Ancestral Witch had enough food to eat...
It will indeed fail. The Witch Clan is expanding on a large scale just to eat!
"Hmph!" Empress Houtu put her hands on her waist and walked towards her room.
After closing the door with a bang, Queen Houtu's clear voice came out: "I am practicing in seclusion, no one can disturb me!"
That night, Empress Houtu rubbed her growling belly and said, "How about we go into retreat tomorrow?"
"Yes, I will go into seclusion tomorrow and practice by my father's side. My cultivation will progress rapidly. Don't worry, don't worry..."
Sneaking, tiptoeing, Houtu Empress disappeared in a flash.
In the room, Xuan Qing smiled slightly at the Queen Mother of the West, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.
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In Wen Zhong's mansion, Huang Feihu and Zi Shou were both sitting upright.
"Xiaohu, please go back." Wen Zhong said calmly.
"Master Young Master!" Huang Feihu said quickly: "This is an assignment assigned by my father. If I can't answer it, how to marry a local girl, Master Young Master, please let the students listen!"
"Get out!" Wen Zhongfei kicked Huang Feihu out.
Huang Feihu rubbed his waist and cried all the way home.
After walking through several courtyards, I suddenly heard a rustling sound.
Following the sound, I went to the kitchen. Through the moonlight, I saw the scene of squatting on the kitchen counter, hands flying up and down, and all kinds of food entering the Tutu girl's mouth.
Huang Feihu drooled from the corner of his mouth.
After a while, the Tutu girl suddenly realized something was wrong, and turned around suddenly, still holding a lot of food in her hands, her cheeks on both sides were round and stuffed, and her entire chin was greasy.
The two of them stared at each other blankly.
Tutu girl suddenly used her legs hard, jumped up, as light as an ape, and jumped out of the window.
"Tutu girl..."
Huang Feihu hurriedly shouted and gave chase. After chasing him around the corner, Tutu girl had disappeared.
"It's so charming." Huang Feihu said in a dreamy voice.
Early the next morning, the local girl had a big fat ring around her mouth and a bulging belly. She was still carrying more than thirty game meats and walked to the market like a show of strength.
In the young master's residence, Wen Zhong was stroking his beard and looking at classmate Zi Shou lying on the case, he was full of emotions.
King Ming!
It coincides with his thoughts!
Senior sister, you must succeed, Wen Zhong prayed in a low voice, and you must let Zi Shou become the prince and inherit the throne!
Tens of thousands of miles away, Our Lady of Fire Spirit naturally couldn't hear Wen Zhong's prayer, but she saw two beautiful children.
A man and a woman are chasing and playing.
Phoenix clan? !
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was shocked, how could there still be a Phoenix Clan?
Moreover, these two Phoenix clansmen are full of vitality, and they are obviously born not long ago.
However, the cultivation of both of them has reached the peak of Taiyi True Immortal, and their progress is not unpleasant.
Could it be said that apart from Kong Xuan and Uncle Master Bird, there are other members of the Phoenix clan who have survived?
It doesn't need to be many, just a few dozen. If you survive until now, you will be a force that cannot be underestimated.
Fortunately, Uncle Dapeng Bird is a disciple of Jie Jiao, and the Feng Clan is one of them!
The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit felt much relieved and smiled at the little boy: "Hello, is Uncle Kong Xuan here?"
"Who are you?" The little girl looked up at the Holy Mother of Fire Spirits and asked in a sweet voice.
With a flash of colorful light, Kong Xuan suddenly appeared, blocking the two little phoenixes behind him, staring at the Fire Spirit Madonna and saying, "Who are you?"
Five colors of divine light!
As expected, it was miraculous that the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit didn't notice the slightest fluctuation, and Kong Xuan arrived in front of her.
"Disciple Jiejiao Duobao, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirits, pays homage to Master Kong Xuan!" Our Lady of Fire Spirits hurriedly bowed to Kong Xuan.
