Shen Gongbao carefully stuffed the fake heavenly book back into Jiang Ziya's arms, glanced at Chu Feng, and said hesitantly: "Is this okay?"
"How will you know if it doesn't work if you don't try? If you just leave like this, when he wakes up, he won't be able to trust you again in the future."
Chu Feng said calmly.
Shen Gongbao nodded and blew out a stream of fresh air, which flew into Jiang Ziya's nostrils.
In the blink of an eye, Jiang Ziya opened his eyes and saw Shen Gongbao close at hand, with a defensive look on his face.
"Junior brother, what did you just say? The Heavenly Book, um, is still there."
Seeing Jiang Ziya's reaction, Shen Gongbao blushed even though he was so thick-skinned.
"Senior Brother, Junior Brother, I just knocked you out and secretly read the Book of Heaven. Junior Brother, I am here to apologize to you. Please be patient and bear with me, and don't tell Master."
Seeing Shen Gongbao's pitiful appearance, Jiang Ziya couldn't bear it. He sighed and said, "Junior brother, the Heavenly Book was given by Master. How can you read it casually? Forget it this time. Don't let it happen again."
Shen Gongbao smiled apologetically and said, "Thank you for your understanding, senior brother. Actually, senior brother, you should thank me. If I hadn't secretly read your heavenly book, I wouldn't have known it was fake."
"Fake"
Jiang Ziya was shocked. He quickly took out the book from his arms and looked through it. Needless to say, all the pages were blank.
"Senior brother, this is what I saw just now."
Shen Gongbao came over and said.
It feels a bit like there is no silver 300 taels here.
"How could it be like this? How could it be like this? This is a gift from the master."
As he said this, Jiang Ziya looked at Shen Gongbao with suspicious eyes, obviously suspecting that Shen Gongbao was cheating.
"Senior brother, do you doubt me?" Shen Gongbao had an annoyed look on his face. He was actually faced with stealing a chicken but losing a lot of rice.
"Pindao can testify for fellow Taoist Shen Gong. There is no need for fellow Taoist Shen Gong to steal the Heavenly Book. Pindao's prediction is correct. Tianzun had long expected that Fellow Taoist Shen Gong would peek at the Heavenly Book, so he dropped the bag." Chu Feng, who had been watching, Explain aloud.
As soon as these words came out, both Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao looked thoughtful. With the master's mind, this was not impossible.
"You don't have to worry, fellow Daoist Jiang. Pindao's prediction is correct. Your senior brother, Guang Chengzi, will send you the real heavenly book soon."
As soon as Chu Feng finished speaking, a golden red light flew from the top of the mountain and landed on the water in an instant.
It was Guangchengzi, the second generation disciple of Chanjiao and the leader of the Twelve Golden Immortals. Seeing Shen Gongbao standing aside, Guangchengzi looked surprised.
"Shen Gongbao, you"
"Elder brother, what's wrong with me?"
Shen Gongbao, who knew what was going on, asked confidently.
"Nothing, nothing." Guang Chengzi covered up his embarrassment with a smile, looked at Jiang Ziya aside, and said with a smile: "Ziya, the heavenly book you just took away is a fake, this one is the real one."
As he spoke, golden light flashed in his hand, and a golden book appeared.
"Thank you, senior brother"
Jiang Ziya stretched out his hand and took the heavenly book respectfully.
Guangchengzi nodded and turned to Chu Feng.
"Fellow Daoist Chu is young and has extraordinary cultivation. My two junior brothers have shallow cultivation. Please take care of them."
How can Pindao take care of two people who are obviously fighting to the death?
Chu Feng was speechless in his heart but had a smile on his face.
"Brother Guangchengzi, don't worry. Daoist friends Jiang and Shen Gong will be fine as long as Ping Tao is here."
"Thank you so much. I'm going to leave now."
Guangchengzi came as he came and left as he came. Before he finished speaking, he turned into a red light and flew to the top of the mountain.
The three of them continued to move forward in a small boat. While admiring the beautiful mountains and rivers, they talked about cultivation matters. Of course, Chu Feng was basically talking. When talking about how to make elixirs, Shen Gongbao and Jiang Ziya looked at each other. All straight.
After several adjustments along the way, we entered the upper reaches of the Yellow River.
In order not to arouse Jiang Ziya's suspicion, Shen Gongbao expressed his intention to return to Kunlun Mountain, while Chu Feng expressed his intention to return to Bajing Palace.
The three of them parted ways, and Jiang Ziya went straight down the river to Chaoge.
Chu Feng and Shen Gongbao were hanging far behind.
A few days passed, the sky was clear, the air was clear, and the wind was gentle and gentle.
Jiang Ziya, Chu Feng, and Shen Gongbao came to Chaoge City one after another.
Compared to Jiang Ziya and Shen Gongbao, who had clear goals, Chu Feng was a little more distracted, looking at the ancient city that had long been sleeping in history with casual eyes.
"Fellow Taoist, Jiang Ziya has gone to the palace to meet King Shang."
Shen Gongbao suddenly appeared.
"Go and present the mahogany sword to deal with the goblins in the palace. Pindao already knows."
Chu Feng looked like he didn't care.
When Shen Gongbao saw Chu Feng like this, he felt relieved and followed Chu Feng's example, looking at Chaoge City casually.
"There is human trafficking over there, why don't we go over there and take a look."
"Alright"
Chu Feng said, walking briskly.
To be honest, although Chu Feng was mentally prepared for the Central Plains Dynasty in this era, Chu Feng was still quite surprised to see the real side.
For example, in the human trafficking place in front of you, there are slaves, adults and children, in ragged clothes, dark skin, and numb expressions. They are tied up with ropes. There are at least a thousand people. Standing on the side are three to four hundred stocky soldiers, holding hands. He was holding bronze weapons and rattan sticks, and while scolding, he beat the slaves at will. Anyone who dared to resist would be killed directly.
This is the true side of a slave-owning country. The Zhou Dynasty, which was praised to heaven by Confucianism, was actually like this.
A world composed of slave owners and slaves. Slave owners and their thugs can kill slaves at will.
"You two want to buy a slave?"
A gray-headed old man wearing a robe of good material pushed aside the attacking soldiers and walked over quickly.
"How are these slaves sold?"
Chu Feng asked curiously.
"A boy between ten and fifteen years old wants half a sheep, a grown man wants a sheep, and other women, old people, and children, you can bid as you wish."
The gray-headed old man spoke very slowly, obviously he was quite old.
Chu Feng understood that there was no formal currency at this time, and buying and selling things was still bartering.
"By the way, what's your name? If there is any problem with the slave you bought, I can find you easily."
Before the old man could speak, the soldiers who gathered around him burst out laughing.
The old man Cangtou explained, and Chu Feng found out that the old man Cangtou's name was Song Yiren, and he was a famous slave trader in Chaoge City.
The name Song Yiren made Chu Feng's heart move. It is said that Jiang Ziya had a sworn brother in Chaoge City named Song Yiren. Jiang Ziya was unable to eliminate demons. When he was studying in seclusion, he married the 68-year-old Miss Ma family with the help of Song Yiren.
If your guess is correct, the slave trader in front of you is Song Yiren. No wonder he is rich.
In order to get closer to Song Yiren, Chu Feng not only bought dozens of slaves, but also bought a small yard with Song Yiren's introduction.
Two days later, news spread in Chaoge City that Su Daji, the daughter of Jizhou Hou Suhu, was critically ill. The doctors were helpless and the King of Shang was furious and killed many witch doctors.
