"As expected of one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, if you don't move, you will be irresistible with just one move. In this battle of gods involving humans, gods, and demons, if we want to help Shang Tang win, it will be difficult for us to reach the sky!"
Shen Gongbao, who had escaped just now, flew out lightly, his fair face full of emotion.
At that moment, he deeply felt the huge gap between him and Jin Xian. The other party wanted to crush him to death, which seemed to be no different from crushing an ant to death.
I don’t know how many people I will face in the future.
Chu Feng looked sideways at Shen Gongbao, who was a little out of sorts, and spoke in a relaxed tone.
"Knowing that you can't do something but doing it, fighting against the world and the earth, fighting for a slim chance of survival, is a monk. Don't have a pessimistic attitude from the beginning. Shen Gongbao is not like this in the eyes of a poor Taoist."
Shen Gongbao was shaken, and his somewhat depressed state suddenly disappeared without a trace.
"What Brother Taoist said is that monks, monks, are originally fighting for their lives with heaven and earth. If I had not persisted in my original intention, I would have died long ago. How could I be here today? Now that the teachings have abandoned me, the master has trained me as a traitor. Everything depends on There seems to be no possibility of breaking the situation, but I just don’t believe in this evil. Jiang Ziya, or the Twelve Golden Immortals, I want to pull them all down and experience how I feel like a bereaved dog."
Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao with approval. This was the Shen Gongbao whom the world said was indomitable and tireless in destroying others. He said "fellow Taoist, please stay", so that no monk in the world dared to stay. No one has ever been treated like this.
"By the way, Brother Dao, since Huang Tianhua has been kidnapped by True Lord Qingxu Daode, we will capture Huang Feihu. Without killing him first, we can lock him up so that Huang Tianhua and True Lord Qingxu Daode can throw themselves into a trap."
Shen Gongbao said with a sinister smile.
Chu Feng looked at Shen Gongbao again. Sure enough, when people become bad, their brains will become smarter.
"In this case, it's up to you to capture Huang Feihu."
Without Huang Tianhua's protection, Huang Feihu was just an ordinary general. With Shen Gongbao's strength, there would be no problem in capturing him.
"Brother Dao, don't worry"
Shen Gongbao turned into a line of blue smoke and disappeared.
Chu Feng, who had nothing to do, thought of the system he had not contacted for many days.
"System, let's analyze the success rate of Pindao defeating Jiang Ziya's side in the Battle of the Gods, succeeding in preaching, and not being harmed himself."
This question was obviously very difficult, and the system took a long time to give an answer.
"Currently, the host is in the realm of Golden Immortal. There are many enemies who are in the realm of Golden Immortal or even above. It is impossible for the host to succeed on its own. It must rely on the power of others. With Shen Gongbao here, the success rate of pulling people in will be higher. Very high, but a key factor was also the reason for the ultimate failure of Shang Tang's side. Heaven wanted the Zhou Dynasty to replace the Shang Dynasty, and the host went against heaven. Yuanshi Tianzun and Laozi, who were ordered by Taoist Hongjun, would definitely intervene and connect the heavens. The leader is not the two of them joining forces. How can the host resist? This mission is actually more difficult than hell. Even if the host fails, it doesn't matter. As for whether he will be injured, it depends on the host himself. "
Chu Feng was very unhappy when he heard this. This didn't mean that he was doing something that was impossible to succeed. What was the point of it?
It would be better to change his mind and join Jiang Ziya's side, who is destined to win. After winning, it would be nice to preach without anyone stopping him.
"Host, don't try to join Jiang Ziya's side. When the host enters this world, in order not to stimulate the way of heaven in this world, I have set you as a rebel, that is, a dust that does not follow the way of heaven."
The system interrupted Chu Feng's delusion.
"He who goes against the will of heaven, Shen Gongbao in another sense, cannon fodder on the list of gods. Doesn't it mean that a poor man will not be on the list?"
Chu Feng was very sad. This time he was played by the system uncle again.
"Host, only by doing this can you successfully preach in this world. After all, this is a high-level world with highly developed cultivation civilization. Unlike the laws of heaven in previous worlds, you can easily avoid them."
The system explained.
Chu Feng said no more.
After about a stick of incense, a puff of green smoke filled the air five steps away, and Shen Gongbao appeared carrying a man wearing a general's uniform.
"Brother Dao, I have captured Huang Feihu."
"King Wu Cheng"
Bigan, who was standing not far away, walked over quickly with a complicated expression on his face.
One is a daily best friend and a good general of the country. One is his nephew who is closely related to Shang Tang's national destiny. He really doesn't know what choice to make.
"Prime Minister"
Huang Feihu broke free from Shen Gongbao's hand, took two steps forward, then stopped, his shoulders trembling, his eyes filled with tears, and he looked to one side.
On the one hand, the hatred caused by the torture and murder of his wife and sister, and on the other hand, the guilt towards his ancestors. A loyal family that has been passed down for generations ended in his own hands.
"King Wucheng, Dashang is sorry for you. I am here to apologize to you on behalf of Zishou."
Bigan walked up quickly and held Huang Feihu's rough hand tightly, his face full of guilt.
It was a dereliction of duty on his part as prime minister to allow a loyal minister who had been loyal to him for generations to be persecuted away like this.
This made Huang Feihu a little at a loss. He originally thought that Bigan, who was born in the Shangtang royal family, would justly scold him.
"King Wucheng, come back with me. You will still be King Wucheng of my great merchant."
Bigan said seriously.
Now that King Zhou is under house arrest, he can decide major military and state affairs with a single word.
"Prime Minister, the tyrant killed my wife and sister. I am sworn in with him. You should kill me. I will never work for that tyrant again."
Huang Feihu, who was already frustrated, shook his head and rejected Bigan's kindness.
Bigan's expression froze, he stared at Huang Feihu's vicissitudes of face for a long time, and then uttered an angry word.
"Why are you so ungrateful!"
Huang Feihu felt as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on his head. He looked at his former friend in disbelief when compared to today's great Shang Prime Minister.
"Yes, I am ignorant. The tyrant defiled my wife, threw my sister to death, and sent people to kill my whole family. I shouldn't have escaped. I should have just waited and let him kill me. Haha, I almost forgot that you are the tyrant's relative. Uncle, why are you on my side?"
"you"
Bigan raised his hand, wanting to slap Huang Feihu on the face. He moved his hand to the side of his face, sighed, and withdrew it again.
The scene was silent for a moment, and Chu Feng came over and said, "I just saw it with my spiritual consciousness. I heard that Taishi led five thousand cavalry back to Chaoge, released your king, and declared you a traitor in front of the palace." .”
This news confused Bigan. Master Wen, who was on the expedition, actually returned to Chaoge and regarded him as a traitor.
"Don't worry, Pindao has asked Shen Gongbao and Nezha to go back first. Even if they can't take down Grand Master Wen, they can still keep your family safe."
Chu Feng thought Bigan was worried about his family and said with a smile.
