Bowing down to Yuan Qilu, looking north to the sea like a cup.
The sea is deep and quiet. The seemingly calm sea surface can contain infinite vitality under the sea.
If the vast and boundless sea represents the heroic ambitions of literati, then the silent and lightless seabed is an abyss more terrifying than Jiuyou.
Beneath the North Sea, deep under the sea.
A huge gleaming stone is blocked in an endless whirlpool. This should have been the Eye of the North Sea blocked by Nuwa, who was invited to personally hold the Heaven-Building Divine Stone when she made soup to worship her ancestors four hundred years ago.
At this moment, there are slight gaps on the edge of the boulder, which are constantly absorbing sea water and exhaling a unique eternal atmosphere.
On the silent seabed, a glimmer of light appeared, and a Taoist with a solemn appearance walked into this vicious place where all life was cut off, emitting golden light.
It was the Zhunti who was scolded by the Taoist who led him after he returned to the Western Paradise to complain to his senior brother.
Zhunti tiptoed around the sleeping god with human face and bird body lying on the boulder and walked to the gap.
A green jewel tree flashed between the eyebrows, and he gently picked off an emerald green leaf and threw it downwards. The green leaves followed the exposed gap and went deep into the endless eye of the North Sea.
After a period of rotation and falling, the green leaves suddenly opened up from darkness to light. What appeared in the field of vision was a dry and broken world, with countless superstar islands suspended in the sky.
It's like a complete continent, torn apart into countless pieces, floating in the air.
Without wind, the emerald green branches and leaves avoided the sleeping six-legged, four-winged, faceless red beast, and also bypassed the huge abyss with the fierce flames in the sky, the body of a sheep, the face of a human, and its eyes under the armpits.
Many difficulties were avoided silently, and the windless green leaves finally floated onto a giant floating rock island. On the edge of the island stood a huge stone written in the language of mountains and seas, with three characters on it: Qingqiu Country.
"Hey! Isn't this the Zhunti Taoist from the Western Paradise? Why are you all green and come to Qingqiu like this? Why are everyone so indifferent to our bitter, cold and depleted ghost place?"
A pair of slender jade hands gently reached forward, pinched the green leaves between their fingers, and looked at them with interest.
On top of the green leaves, the miniature Taoist Zhunti bowed his head and replied with a kind expression.
"Miss Six-Tails, I haven't seen her in six hundred years, but her style remains the same. May I ask if Lord Nine-Tails is in the palace?"
With a slight twist, Vulpix flipped the green leaves in his hands and threw them towards the endless Zhongshan Mountains.
Zhunti was immediately shocked, but Green Leaf was just a medium to carry his soul power. Even if he had thousands of abilities, he couldn't use them at this moment.
Looking at Zhongshan getting closer and closer, the green light on the green leaves flickered in panic, and the Zhunti Taoist felt that he was going to be unlucky and would suffer a disaster wherever he went.
Just when he was about to burn the green leaves and turn back his soul, the slender hand took the object out of thin air and pulled him back again.
Only then did Zhunti calm down and let out a sigh of relief, which almost frightened Dao into being unstable.
The last time Senior Brother came here, he was besieged by a group of fierce men. First, he managed to repel Qiongqi, and then Baolian was almost swallowed up by Taotie. If Senior Brother hadn't been profound in Taoism, how could ordinary saints and venerables have the ability to do it alone? Fighting against the Four Evils?
Jie Yin had to risk his life to escape from the North Sea. As soon as he emerged from the sea, a force of time in Zhongshan passed through the seal and directly pushed him back to the bottom of the sea. In the long river of time, Jie Yin was like Zhu Jiu who was passed by. Yin Lian hammered the Dharmakaya ninety-nine and eighty-one times, almost breaking the Dharmakaya's body.
If it were him, he might be like his senior brother, lying in the endless light to recuperate.
Looking at the graceful woman in front of him, the shock on Zhunti's face has not faded yet, and he scolded with a hint of anger.
"I am here for the Nine-Tailed Lord, but you, a six-tailed fox demon, dare to insult me."
"Come on, if you have the ability, come in in your own body. I'm so scared. You are a Taoist saint. When I'm afraid, my hands tend to shake. When my hands shake, I always want to go to Zhongshan to ask my brothers for help. "
"How about you come in and try? I'll take you to meet the two brothers Lu Wu and Yingzhao at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain."
Zhunti's face was livid, but he did not want to have any more entanglements with Vulpix. The longer he stayed, the greater the possibility of being sensed by the many powerful gods in the world of mountains and seas.
"Take me to see Lord Nine-Tails quickly, or you will miss the Lord's important event."
After hearing this, Vulpix put aside his joking thoughts, put the green leaves into his arms, and walked towards the palace with a wicked smile on his face.
Zhunti's expression remained unchanged, not moved by the woman's lust at all, and he said calmly.
"Great Kindness, Your Excellency Liuwei has a destiny with our Western Sect. If you go out to the mountains and seas in the future, you can come to our Western Sect to observe and learn. I will sweep the couch to welcome you."
"Hey, no chance, no need to go, no need to talk!"
Although he didn't make Vulpix bow in obeisance after a burst of good words and praises, he also stopped making things difficult for this arrogant Western saint like before.
Even though he was humiliated in all kinds of ways, he could still calm down and look easy to talk to, which shows that he has a good heart.
The palace is extremely huge, and the various futons and open spaces seem to indicate the prosperity and prosperity of Qingqiu Kingdom in the past. But at this moment, the empty hall is only silent and depressing. On the high platform in the distance, a huge nine-tailed white fox is bathed in the faint moonlight. under.
"Master Zhunti, I already agreed to what happened last time, so why are you bothering me again?"
Vulpix placed Zhunti on the ground and stepped out gently.
The little man in the green leaves said respectfully: "Honorable Nine-Tails, the matter of conferring gods often happens unexpectedly. The Nuwa family is unwilling to hand over the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb. In order to ensure that the important matter can proceed, please help me."
The nine-tailed fox stood up, closed his eyes, and continued to ask
"The small green hills have turned into scorched earth and can only survive in the broken mountains and seas."
"Why don't you go to the Tushan clan and the Chunhu clan, but insist on my Qingqiu lineage?"
Zhunti felt happy when he saw that the nine-tailed fox was not aggressive. As long as he didn't resist, it would be fine. If he didn't refuse, he would just talk about it. Now he was stable.
"Your Majesty, please don't be upset. Your Majesty, this is the agreement that Teacher made with you. How can we change it?"
"Besides, the Tushan clan is blessed by the luck of the race, so how can he help us seek to become a god?"
"In the time of Shang and Tang Dynasties, the Chunhu clan had long since disappeared. How can there be any Chunhu clan left?"
"Your Majesty, please don't hesitate. The Conferment of Gods will be launched ten years in advance. If we don't make a decision, our plans will be damaged. If we want to have such an opportunity again in the future, we may not have it."
The nine-tailed fox walked in the hall, looking at the fragmented mountains and seas, then at Zhongshan and Gouwu Mountain, and a ball of brilliance appeared in his mouth.
"With this bead, you can take the little fox from Nuwa's hand."
"Let's go quickly. Don't come here. If you stay any longer, the others will be angry."
Zhunti was overjoyed. The green leaves wrapped the white beads of light. After thanking him, he immediately flew towards the gap from which he came.
Along the way, he was trembling with fear, fearing that other beast masters would appear and knock him down. If the plan went too far at the beginning, the rest of the matter would be a mess and there would be no way to go about it. Advance.
Just when Zhunti was about to leave.
A sound of whale calls echoed through the sky like thunder, resounding throughout the fragmented world of mountains and seas.
The sleeping Taotie and Dijiang, Qiongqi who was devouring other strange beasts, as well as the Tengu, Yaoshu and other figures standing in the sky all looked at the green leaf. The top ten ferocious beasts had reached the fifth.
Then the dim and chaotic world became brighter, and two new suns emerged from Zhongshan, shining on the boundary between mountains and seas.
Zhunti's scalp was numb, but he ignored it at the moment and closed his eyes as he rushed through the gaps.
But he never thought that there was no obstacle at all. The green leaves wrapped in light beads returned to Zhunti's hand calmly. Zhunti's body was still frightened, and a layer of cold sweat appeared behind him. He hurriedly fled to the horizon and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
In the world of mountains and seas.
"Why didn't you stop me?"
"Why should I stop?"
"Hahaha, don't you always hate these hypocritical congenital beings?"
"But I don't like humans either."
"I don't like it either. It's just that he may not be able to hold on anymore. There are always some changes that need to be made."
"What does it have to do with me? I will continue to sleep. Some little guys always think of themselves as smart and like to deal with those cunning villains. Why worry? If the sky falls, there will naturally be bigger beasts to hold it up. "
"Just watch, he and the other two are watching, nothing serious will happen."
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The autumn festival is coming.
The distant vassal states are preparing their own sacrifices, and at the same time they also need to pay tribute to the king of Chaoge and merchants.
People with long distances, such as Liaodong and other places, have more or less started to go on the road. If there are not enough people and animals, they will be replaced by convicted nobles.
When it snowed heavily last year, the "merciful" princes would sharpen their swords against the princes of the same clan.
The more severe the disaster, the more likely it is to lead to frequent military disasters.
Cholera's own people and slaves are not something they are willing to do. The wealth of their own family belongs to them, and the wealth of other people's families is windfall wealth and can be plundered.
Eight hundred princes have been fighting endlessly for years, and the big countries are eating the small ones. This year is especially exaggerated. The big countries are getting stronger and stronger, and the small countries are getting weaker and weaker.
As of the time of Emperor Xin, there were still 800 princes. Counting it down, if the entire Great Shang directly subordinated to the four frontiers were put together, it is hard to say whether there could be 400 princes.
There are fewer and fewer small countries available for conquest, and fewer and fewer princes can pay tribute to the great merchants. The princes in various places are getting bigger and stronger through mergers and acquisitions.
The strong will always be strong, and the weak will always be weak.
Meng Chang, who had just been awarded the title of Guard of Gu City, was sitting in the coach's camp and was angry.
"Tell me again, how many sacrifices should I make as tribute?"
Wu Cheng stood respectfully at the bottom and suggested firmly.
"Guwei, it is precisely because you are the new master and are favored by the king that you should pay more tribute. I suggest that a thousand people be sacrificed."
A thousand people sacrificed people from northern Xinjiang to eat horse chews, and sent them all the way to Chaoge?
To be honest, Meng Chang was a little surprised. He thought that since he showed such benevolence and righteousness, and everyone respected him so much, they would listen to his opinions to some extent, and he would also be able to bring more humanistic ideas to them and fundamentally change them. The thoughts of this group of nobles and courtiers.
The outcome is obvious and impossible to do.
Their thinking has been solidified. Wu Cheng's original intention was to consider him. From his perspective, this was an excellent opportunity to show loyalty and gain a sense of presence in front of Di Xin.
Where are the people in Kegu City? Most of the slaves were transferred by him to guard the city gates and became servants. The old, weak, sick and disabled had long since died. Where could he catch people and animals?
If he wanted to collect enough human sacrifices, would he be required to break his promise to the slaves? Or maybe attack the civilians of Jiucheng?
He can't do it. He can raise his sword and ax against his enemies, but he can't swing his butcher's knife at his own people.
"Our city is newly built and is in the middle of a war. Is it okay if I don't donate it?"
"If Guwei really sympathizes with his people, it's not impossible."
Wu Cheng looked at the angry Meng Chang and said slowly, making the gloomy-looking Meng Chang's eyes light up.
"Hahaha, Wu Rongyin still has a way, tell me quickly!"
"Although this is an excuse, the corruption of Beihai is a fact. Perhaps the king will be grateful for the difficulties in Gucheng and Northern Xinjiang and will not embarrass you."
"But Wu Cheng knows that General, you are a person who sincerely wants to make a difference. Those who achieve great things do not stick to trivial matters. The more difficult times you go in the opposite direction and pay large tributes to the king, the more you can embody Show your respect and loyalty to the king."
"Wu Cheng is just a suggestion. The final decision-making power rests with you. You are the Guard of Jiu City, the Guard of Jiu City."
After Wu Cheng's words, Meng Chang didn't know that he was no longer the little soldier who couldn't help himself when he crossed the Dan River at night, but now he was also a Bangbo Guard Lord.
We have already embarked on this road, is there still a chance to turn back?
Outside the camp were all young soldiers and generals, not to mention Zou Wu, Wu Gan, a kid from Jiucheng, Gu Feng and Wang Heng from the giant clan, and even Lian Yong and Xin Ping, the veterans from Chongcheng headquarters who followed him all the way. They all followed him with fiery eyes.
Who would have thought that in the past, a young man in Meng Village only wanted to marry a handsome wife and son, buy a hundred acres of fertile land at home, and become a landlord.
Today, can you serve as the prince of a city?
How many people are waiting eagerly, hoping that after Beihai is pacified, they can obtain more land, develop their own ethnic groups, and inherit the glory of their ancestors.
Ask yourself, haven’t you been longing for it too?
When the desire for power is released, is it really that easy to stop the car?
Looking at the changing expressions of the Ji City Guards, the mighty General, and the unparalleled benevolent and righteous General Meng Chang above the main seat, Wu Cheng looked at his nose and heart, silently, quietly waiting for the reply from his Ji Guards.
After a long silence.
Meng Chang's hoarse and depressed voice sounded.
"Everyone in the world praises me for my benevolence and righteousness, but I feel ashamed and do not deserve it. But now that I am the guard of the city, I should be the strategist of the city."
“What’s the point of the rise and fall of personal honor and disgrace?”
"Go on, there will be no tribute from Gucheng this year. I will personally write a letter to ask for your forgiveness. When the North Sea is stabilized in the future, Mengchang will defend his land and expand his borders. He will personally go to the vast grasslands for your king and donate dogs, soldiers and animals!"
Looking at Gu Wei, who was slumped on the general's seat with his eyes closed tightly, Wu Cheng smiled, a truly happy smile, with tears streaming down his face, and he fell to the ground and said respectfully.
"Wu Cheng pays homage to the Lord!"
"I have a plan that can meet the needs of humans and animals without losing the Lord's benevolence and righteousness."
It's another chapter, two chapters in one. Can I count it as four chapters? . . There are more at the back.
In addition, this chapter belongs to the plot fusion chapter, the setting of the saint in Fengshenyan or the setting of strange beasts in the Classic of Mountains and Seas or the setting of the ancestor of the human race in the original myth series. How should I put it? After I finished writing it, I read this chapter over and over again, wondering if it would cause any discomfort to my parents. Perhaps, today’s update is the real point!
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