sad!
desolate!
The melody of the erhu resounded throughout the plain area outside Chaoge City.
King Wu Jifa and his millions of troops were all trapped in this sad mood and unable to extricate themselves.
Even the third generation disciples of Chanjiao were tortured by this sad mood and were unable to attack Wang Ming.
Yang Jian, the most amazing disciple of the three generations of Chan Cult, was disturbed by Wang Mingshuo's magic power and was on the verge of going crazy.
"What do you mean by conspiracy?" Yang Jianqiang braced himself and asked Wuming in the distance.
Wuming, who was playing the erhu downstairs at the gate of Chaoge City, smiled lightly when he heard this:
"Do you want to know?" Wuming asked.
"Of course!" If Yang Jian could beat Wuming at this moment, he would definitely get up and hit Wuming on the head.
Wuming nodded and said: "The secret must not be leaked!"
"Ahem!!!"
When Yang Jian heard this, he was immediately coughed violently by the chaotic magic power in his body.
Jiang Ziya finally couldn't bear it anymore, took out a small yellow flag in his hand, and threw the small flag into the sky.
The small yellow flag immediately released tens of thousands of golden lotus flowers. The golden lotus flowers formed a golden wall of light in front of Xiqi's army, weakening the nameless [incomprehensible] desolate and sad mood.
Only the purest sad erhu string sound passed through the barrier composed of golden lotus flowers, and any mana-related energy in the sound wave was isolated.
Wuming (一`??一) frowned and looked, the hand pulling the erhu paused slightly, and then started pulling it again.
Wang Ming knew Jiang Ziya's details clearly.
What he took out was the Central Wuji Xinghuang Flag, one of the five innate flags.
Yuanshi Tianzun lent it to Jiang Ziya so that he could safely preside over the canonization of gods.
The central Wuji apricot-yellow flag will appear when unfolded. Tens of thousands of golden lotuses will appear. The golden lotus will form a defense outside the body of the person holding the flag. That defense cannot be broken, all evil will retreat, and all methods will not invade.
"Lei Zhenzi, Wei Hu, Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha, Li Jing, I order you to go immediately and capture the villains ahead." Jiang Ziya gave the order.
The three generations of disciples of Chanjiao looked at each other and then set off to capture Wuming who was holding the erhu.
Wuming suddenly said: "Slow down! Don't rush to do it! Let's talk!"
Jiang Ziya said with a cold expression: "We have nothing to talk about."
But Wuming shook his head and said, "Why don't we just talk about distractions?"
Jiang Ziya snorted coldly and said: "I am the one who presides over the Conferring Gods. What qualifications do you have to talk to me?"
But Wuming shook his head and said: "Jiang Shang, Jiang Shang! Do you know that you are about to be in disaster?"
Jiang Ziya's face turned dark when he heard this: "You are a monster and you still want to confuse people with your monster words."
Wuming immediately said: "Jiang Ziya, do you still remember what your master told you to go down the mountain?"
Jiang Ziya nodded and said: "Of course I remember, Master's teachings, Jiang Shang will not forget them for a moment."
Wuming shook his head again and said: "No wonder your master looks down on you. Although you remembered your master's words, you didn't think about it carefully and analyze it."
Jiang Ziya said with an unkind look, "What do you mean?"
Wuming smiled and said: "You know whether you have any way out in cultivating immortals, so you decided to pursue the Shinto way."
Jiang Ziya said noncommittally: "I have narrowly escaped death because of my hard work. Am I not worthy of a god?"
Wuming shook his head and said, "Recall your master's original words when he asked you to come down from the mountain."
Although Jiang Ziya was unhappy with Wang Ming, he still couldn't help but recall it.
"You are born with a poor life, and it is difficult to achieve immortality. You can only receive blessings from the human world. When the soup is exhausted, the Zhou Dynasty will be prosperous. You and I will do the work for you, confer gods down the mountain, and assist the Ming Lord. As a general, it is not in vain for you to go up the mountain. It is the result of forty years of practice. This is not a place for you to live for a long time, so you can pack up and go down the mountain early. You are born with a poor life, and it is difficult to achieve immortality. You can only receive blessings from the human world. After all the soups are made, the Zhou Dynasty will be prosperous. You and I will do the work for you. , the gods came down from the mountain to assist the Ming Lord. As a general and prime minister, it is not in vain that you have gone up the mountain to practice forty years. This is not a place where you will live for a long time, so you can pack up and come down early." Jiang Ziya recalled Yuanshi Tianzun's words.
Wuming smiled enigmatically: "Taste it carefully! Taste it carefully, taste it carefully!"
Jiang Ziya felt a little confused.
Wuming saw the confused look on Jiang Ziya's face, so he asked, "Did your master say you can become a god?"
"Buzz——" Jiang Ziya's mind suddenly buzzed.
Seeing this, Wuming smiled unkindly.
Jiang Ziya is not very good in immortal cultivation, but it does not mean that he is a waste.
They are definitely among the top people in terms of IQ. The reason why Jiang Ziya didn't notice any suspicion was because he was deceiving himself.
Unwilling to accept the painful blow that he was hungry and unable to become a god, he was subconsciously avoiding himself to think about it carefully.
"Uncle! Master, what's wrong with you?" Nezha ran to Jiang Ziya and pulled Jiang Ziya's sleeve.
Jiang Ziya was completely unaware, his eyes were empty and lifeless, and he murmured to himself with trembling lips:
"It's hard to achieve immortality, you can only enjoy the blessings of the human world."
"It's impossible! You can only enjoy the blessings of the world!"
Nezha pulled Jiang Ziya several times but failed to wake him up. Finally, he shook his head and said to Li Jing, "Dad, it's terrible! Another one is called crazy."
The corner of Li Jing's mouth twitched and he looked at Ji Fa, who was the one with the highest status now. He was going to ask Ji Fa for instructions on what to do.
"A blessing on earth!"
"Only! Only~Only enjoy! Only enjoy! Ah~~"
Jiang Ziya suddenly took it and shouted loudly, and finally he was so angry that he spat out another mouthful of blood.
In an instant, Jiang Ziya, who was originally in good spirits, became depressed.
"Uncle Master!"
"Father!"
The military camp of Xiqi Army was in chaos again.
Jiang Ziya, surrounded by everyone, bowed and waved to indicate that he was fine.
Although Jiang Ziya's body suffered a lot of damage after spitting out the blood, he regained consciousness.
"How do you know that I can't become a god?" Jiang Ziya stood up with the help of others and asked Wuming.
"Uncle! Don't talk to Wuming anymore. Senior Brother Yang Jian is right. If you meet this guy as an enemy, just attack him." Mu Zha said.
"No!" Jiang Ziya almost shouted.
"I want to know the answer, Wuming, tell me."
Wuming looked at Jiang Ziya who was almost crazy, and secretly thought that his goal had been achieved.
Jiang Ziya's performance is actually very reasonable. How long can an old man in his seventies or eighties enjoy the blessings of this world?
Pursuing immortality for sixty or seventy years was his most fundamental obsession.
Isn't this the case with Wang Ming?
Wuming said: "Do you know that your luck is very powerful?"
Jiang Ziya asked in confusion: "What do you mean?"
"Do you know how many times you died from Xiqi to Chaoge?"
"Your strong luck can enable you to turn danger into good fortune no matter how many times you encounter danger. You are the child of luck in this era."
