Ziya went down the mountain and headed straight to Northern Xinjiang.
Although Senior Brother Guangchengzi warned him, after he came down from the mountain, he was told to go straight to Xiqi, find a deep mountain and old forest to live in seclusion, and just keep a low profile every day, and a wise king would come to find him.
However, the matter of becoming a god started in advance, which made Ziya feel quite strange.
Today, only the situation in Northern Xinjiang is full of weirdness. Maybe if we go to Northern Xinjiang first, we can find some reason for the changes in the sky.
Jiang Ziya passed through Xiqi without entering. He had no intention of heading straight to Xiqi. Even if he did not go to Northern Xinjiang, Chaoge City would be his priority on this trip. Thirty years ago, Chaoge was still called Mo City. I don’t know if my sworn brother Song Yiren is still alive and well.
He is not an innate being, and his roots are different from those of his senior brothers. He is a human being who has seven emotions and six desires first, and secondly, his destiny.
Now that the path to immortality has been cut off, even if he has not been awarded the list of gods by his master, thirty years of practice have made him understand that he is not the material for practice at all.
What practitioners pay attention to is spirituality, integrating with the heaven and earth, living with all things, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, and plundering the essence of all things.
I have always liked to study things about human nature, the art of war, and strategies, so where did the spirituality come from?
This magical power may be like the power of heaven to mortals. My family knows about my family affairs. Compared with the three generations of disciples who came late, I am just a weak Taoist magic and not worth mentioning.
Of course, what he studied was the dual cultivation of life and life, and what he focused on was the path to immortality. Nowadays, almost all the three generations of disciples in the Chan Sect majored in the art of attack, and their masters rarely taught the principles of life and life.
Jiang Ziya was already smart, and before going up the mountain, he still dreamed of achieving success in practice and becoming a free immortal who could travel between heaven and earth.
But when I really started to practice, I realized that the more profound the cultivation, the heavier the shackles. If you want to make progress, you will have desires, and having desires will consume your spirituality. This journey is full of contradictions and choices.
When he first arrived in Kunlun, he was short of money, and Jiang Ziya was unwilling to use blind tactics to deceive these pitiful people who couldn't even afford a pack animal.
If he hadn't practiced for thirty years and still had some physical strength, just the long journey from west to north would have killed him.
From the Zhou Kingdom to the Western Territory states, and from the Western Territory across the Jiameng Pass connecting the Great Shang Western Territory and the Northern Territory, the world around us formed a sharp contrast and was seriously divided.
On one side is the western land, where the harvest is abundant and the world is at peace. On the other side is the great businessman who is suffering from hunger and suffering from hunger after being killed by heavy snow and ice.
Jiang Ziya frowned and kept looking up at the sky, as if he wanted to see that this day was real and fair.
The Western Land is close to the Kunlun Mountains. There are many Qi practitioners in the mountains and there are very few demons. After leaving Jiameng Pass and heading northeast, the world becomes more and more difficult.
In Binzhou City, every household wears linen and mourning. When they first heard about the Battle of Beihai, even Binzhou Bo's eldest son died in Fengyang, and a large number of northern Xinjiang nobles died on the battlefield.
The lord of the Northern Territory, the young master of Chongcheng, all died on the front line.
In Qing, he admired the courage of such a noble son, but in Li, it was extremely unreasonable to trade the future for the present. Jiang Ziya was quite disappointed with this Chonghou.
As the lord, the territory was in turmoil. Although he didn't know the cause, judging from the results, Chonghou was derelict in his duties. If he really wanted to get to the root of the problem, he would have to continue to go deeper into the northern territory.
At least, we need to know why the perfect North Sea seal released the strange beasts from the mountains and seas, and is the mission of becoming a god that was started by the master in advance related to the troubled times of demons in the northern border?
Using deception methods along the way, Jiang Ziya passed through many rounds of interrogations, but since entering Yancheng, the deception methods have become difficult to use.
This piece of land has a large army standing tall, but it has almost become a paradise for monsters in the wilderness, although it is not as good as a monster every three steps or a monster every five steps.
But with his magical power, many of these mortal demons can actually see through his spells.
In Jiucheng, Jiang Ziya was finally able to understand the root cause of this cholera at the forefront.
The recuperation of Gu City cannot turn this devastated city into a beautiful world instantly, but the mental outlook of the people is completely different from the numb people in northern Xinjiang.
The people here have hope, honor, and hope in their hearts. After walking around, Jiang Ziya discovered that the people who manage the dirty city are really good.
So he opened the bamboo slips he carried with him and engraved the word Hou Chang heavily on it, and registered the list first to see the effect.
This person can hold a great responsibility, and as a mortal, he should have the status of a god.
As he was walking and taking notes, a sudden burst of wheat fragrance entered his nose. Jiang Ziya looked back and saw that in a restaurant, many merchants were sitting around a table, tasting a kind of white cake-shaped food. What was in the bowl was not wine lees but wine lees. It is a liquid that exudes wheat aroma and sweetness.
Jiang Ziya was quite curious, so he walked forward and carefully looked at this delicacy that only appeared north of Yancheng.
And the sounds of businessmen discussing were also heard in their ears.
"Have you heard that the benevolent General Dangwei killed many strange beasts in the past few days?"
"Isn't this nonsense? Look at those people returning home, loaded with all kinds of exotic animal meat. They are making a fortune!"
"Isn't that right! I heard that General Meng got a top-notch exotic beast this time, Ran Yiyu. Have you heard about it?"
"Ran Yiyu is nothing. General Meng is so powerful that he is invincible with his three heads and six arms. Legend has it that the giant ax in his hand also has an extraordinary origin."
"Eh? Brother, please elaborate."
Jiang Ziya avoided the crowds at the checkpoint all the way, but didn't know much about the battle ahead. Now that he heard someone mentioning three heads and six arms, he couldn't help but stretch his head.
Why does this magical power sound familiar?
"Hey, I'm not bragging. You guys who carried grain and grass to the city will naturally be able to tell the truth from the lies."
"My third aunt's nephew is the Chongcheng Armored Cavalry under General Meng. On that day, the general was in the mountains to eliminate demons and beasts. Suddenly, he saw lightning and thunder in the sky, and there seemed to be a five-color dragon rolling in the clouds and mist."
"Just when everyone was afraid of the power of God, the brave General Meng stepped forward alone and shouted loudly: Damn, a mere little dragon dared to show off his power in front of me. Do you know how Kui Long died?"
Jiang Ziya was amused when he heard this. The merchants in this restaurant were so vulgar and they dared to say anything. Even the five-color dragon appeared. He had been practicing in Kunlun Mountain for thirty years and had never heard of the five-color dragon. Unheard of.
Just when Ziya was about to leave, Xing Shang's words came again.
"The five-color divine dragons were so frightened that they fled away one after another, leaving only a giant ax falling on the ground."
"Hey, do you guys know the origin of this ax?"
"This ax is exactly the Qi ax held by the God of War Xingtian in ancient times. That Qi ax..."
Jiang Ziya suddenly turned around and shouted angrily: "That's nonsense. Qi's ax is more than three feet long. Which general can use it?"
The businessman was also furious. Where could a man from the mountains dare to interrupt his talk here?
Looking at it in a blink of an eye, he turned out to be a white-robed Taoist with white hair and white beard. His body was spotless. He was carrying the spirit of immortality and looked like a master of the Taoism.
The merchant put away his contempt and said with a straight face, "This Immortal Chief may be a little exaggerated, but this ax is real."
"This is not what the villain said. If you are interested, you can go to Leicheng and have a look. What happened to Qi Ax is exactly what my great Shang Wen Taishi said. This... even if I have the courage, I will not Dare to forge the grand master's gossip."
After listening to the merchant's explanation, Jiang Ziya's complexion improved a lot. When he was about to walk away, the owner of the restaurant was carrying a food box.
It was the white cake and wheat tea that the merchants had eaten previously.
"The Immortal is a blessed person, and he is an expert at first sight. If you don't mind the vulgar food in the restaurant, I would like to ask the Immortal to enjoy the flour cakes and wheat soup made by General Meng and taste the delicacies of our city. Also let vulgar people like us enjoy your blessing."
The owner of the restaurant was nice to talk to. Jiang Ziya went all the way down the mountain. Although he was short of money, he had never tasted food in the world. In addition, he was curious about Meng Chang, so he took the opportunity to sit down at the warm invitation of the store owner.
The steaming pancake was extremely soft and glutinous as soon as it entered the mouth, and was dipped in the jam and dogwood sauce provided by the store. Jiang Ziya's taste buds were immediately opened up, and he took several bites.
Thirty years, eating in the wind and sleeping in the dew, these days of practice are all about cultivating one's moral character.
After thirty years of abstinence, now that he had eaten a mouthful of hot food, tears rolled out of Ziya's eyes.
It seems that he is thinking of the happy situation of his family before going up the mountain.
Take a sip of the sweet and delicious wheat soup. No matter how good the fairy wine or nectar is, it cannot match the sweetness of this thing. What you drink in this sip is not cultivation, but the world.
"Thank you very much for the hospitality. This is delicious. Your craftsmanship must be as good as Yi Yin's."
Hearing this, the store owner didn't even dare to say it, and the merchant next to him laughed happily.
"Immortal, you have praised the store for this. The method of eating wheat is exactly what General Mengchang told you before."
"Have you seen the fireworks all over the city?"
"The reason why our city is what it is today is because General Mengchang established city regulations with us when he went on an expedition..."
Listening to the businessman reveal what this strange man has done, from managing the people and the country, to doing great things in farming and other anecdotes, he is indeed a virtuous man. He can also suck the pus of the soldiers, love the soldiers like sons, and have great courage. A first-rate living legend.
Such a character is indeed worthy of Senior Brother Huanglong's reminder and recommendation. In the future, he will be granted the title of Marquis and Prime Minister, and his name will go down in history. There must be such a character on the list of gods, otherwise what title will this god have?
However, this ax is very unknown. How can such a kind and virtuous person use such a vicious thing that goes against heaven?
No, I have to continue walking north to meet this wise man of the world, and at the same time I have to persuade him that a kind man should use benevolent weapons. If that doesn't work, I have to shamelessly return to the Kunlun Mountains for such a person. The capable man and stranger found a benevolent weapon worthy of his reputation as a virtuous man.
After thanking the store owner for his hospitality and thanking the merchant for his information, Jiang Ziya was ready to continue his journey north.
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But on the border of the southern suburbs of Dao Yicheng, Wen Zhong led his army to prepare for the attack and camped in the wild.
After hearing the report from the scouts that day, and learning about the situation in Yicheng, he immediately gathered in the southern suburbs to discuss ways to deal with the ancient plague beasts.
"Report!!!"
"Grand Master, General Dangwei has returned to camp and asked us to report back to the Grand Master."
"Huh~~ Just come back, just come back. Where is Mengchang and others?"
"General Xiong Kang is seriously injured, and General Meng is taking him to Eagle Camp for treatment!"
Master Wen sighed, lowered his head and continued to look at Yicheng on the map, frowning.
Looking at the commander who had not left, he asked doubtfully: "What else is there?"
"Reporting to Grand Master, General Meng has brought back two Taoists, claiming to be disciples of Biyou Palace, and they have come to pay their respects!"
"Oh? Have you told me your name?"
"Yu Qing, Ji Li!"
"Hahahaha, you're so lucky to be here, what a coincidence you are here!"
Hearing that the Taishi happily opened the map, he immediately walked out of the tent. Since the Northern Expedition, he had been going through many obstacles. How many times had he wanted to ask for help from his master, but when he thought about the instructions made by his ancestors, his disciples were not allowed to go privately after closing the door and sealing the mountain. When he came out of the mountain, he was a little hesitant.
Who is the master's ancestor?
If the master did not allow it, it would be strange for these two boys to be able to get out of Biyou Palace.
Seeing the grand master leaving the camp, Yu Qing and Ji Li were overjoyed and immediately knelt down and worshiped.
"Disciples Yu Qing and Ji Li, please pay homage to Master!"
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