After a long while, the sound of a galloping car came closer and closer. Wen Zhong, who was riding a dirty Mo Qilin and carrying a male and female whip, came back panting and saw only Master Jinling Shengshen standing alone. Before the killing formation, he pulled the reins and asked with a confused look: "Master, where are the others?"
Our Lady of Golden Spirit briefly told him what had just happened, and he laughed happily.
He was a dignified Shang Taishi, but he was played like a monkey by the people who taught him. After playing with him for so long, he finally got angry.
"By the way" Wen Zhong put away his smile and said with a serious face: "The second-generation disciples of Chanjiao are no longer here, but there are still many third-generation disciples with amazing fighting abilities, such as Yang Jian, Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha and others. He is not just an idle person, he still needs the help of a master."
Originally, as the leader of the monks in the world and the representative of Jiejiao in the world, he did not need to trouble the master. However, during the war during this period, those who could be used were basically sent to the list of gods.
"This is natural"
Our Lady of Golden Spirit readily agreed.
A moment later, Our Lady of Jinling broke into the Zhou army's camp alone.
Although Nezha, Yang Jian and others are all disciples who are one in a million, the gap between them and the pinnacle golden immortals like the Golden Spirit Mother is really too big.
The magic weapon was taken away at the first glance, and the tyrannical body did not last long before it was defeated.
The most outstanding ones have failed, not to mention the other weaklings.
This battle without any suspense ended easily in only two quarters of an hour.
Except that Nezha was a fiery man who fought to the end, was sent to the list of gods, and became a god under the control of heaven.
Everyone else chose to join Jiejiao.
The divine war is over, and the rest will be easier to handle.
Grand Master Wen led the army, which had been tortured to death during this period, and rolled towards Zhou's territory like the autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves. Few of the Zhou troops dared to resist, so it was only a matter of time before they won the final victory.
Chaoge, the palace, is lifeless as usual, the ground is covered with weeds, bird droppings are everywhere, no one cleans it, and there are only a dozen servants, basically all of them are old and can't do their job.
Previously, Zi Shou went crazy and killed all the young people.
These old antiques escaped because they lived in a relatively remote place.
Suddenly, a very beautiful bird flew out from the gloomy main hall of the palace. The old chamberlains all shuddered, but they breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was just a bird.
In the main hall of the palace.
Wearing a robe that had not been changed for an unknown period of time, the unshaven Zi Shou quietly looked at the queen lying in the coffin, motionless.
Like a lifeless statue.
Suddenly, a tall shadow covered him.
His vision fell into darkness.
"King"
The visitor shouted.
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Zishou's slightly numb mind began to recover little by little.
This voice seemed to be that of someone very familiar to me.
A blurry face flashed in Zi Shou's mind. At the same time, he slowly raised his head. The person who came was none other than the national master who had been away for a long time.
"National Master, please save my queen quickly"
Zi Shou's eyes lit up and he said quickly.
Cao Yi suddenly turned into a rain of light and dissipated into the void.
Zishou was stunned for a few seconds, then stretched out his hand to rub his eyes. It turned out that it was just his hallucination.
The Imperial Master did not come back.
Sighing, his eyes fell back on the queen's changed color.
The woman who was so young and beautiful back then is about to wither like a flower separated from its rhizome.
I don't know how long it took, but the orange sunset shone in little by little, giving the queen's face a little more color.
Zi Shou couldn't help but reach out and touch the queen's face.
Suddenly, a figure covered him.
Zishou slowly raised his head and saw that it was Cao Yi. He asked uncertainly: "Master, are you really back?"
"Um"
Cao Yi looked at the emperor with some emotion.
In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a toy in the hands of a saint. You can play with it as you want.
"National Master, please help me resurrect the queen."
Zi Shou said with a pleading look on his face.
"Your Majesty, don't you want to know the outcome of the war?"
Cao Yi said.
Only then did Zishou remember the war and asked, "How was the war?"
"The five saints, except the Supreme Being, are all dead."
Cao Yi said.
"Four saints died"
Zi Shou's mouth opened wide and he looked at Cao Yi blankly.
If someone else said it, he would definitely think it was crazy.
That was an immortal saint who lived as long as heaven and earth, and four of them actually died.
"Isn't that Taoist Hongjun angry?"
Zi Shou said a little absent-mindedly.
"That one has merged with the way of heaven. There is only balance between heaven and earth. He has no emotions and doesn't care who dies."
Cao Yi explained.
Zi Shou nodded suddenly.
"Zhunti is dead"
Zi Shou's eyes suddenly lit up.
Zhunti can be said to be the person he hates the most.
"Death well, death well..."
He muttered.
Cao Yi walked to the coffin and used his supreme magical power to bring the queen back to life.
Two consecutive deaths in a short period of time greatly damaged the queen's soul, and she was unable to wake up for a while.
"The queen is very weak now. She will be fine in a few days."
Cao Yi said.
Zishou walked up to Cao Yi and bowed deeply: "Thank you so much, Imperial Master."
"The matter here is over, it's time for Pindao to leave."
Cao Yi said with a smile.
When Zishou heard that Cao Yi was leaving, he was anxious and asked, "Where is the imperial master going?"
“Go where you need to go”
Cao Yi's answer was very vague.
"Can the Imperial Master wait until I abolish slavery before leaving?"
Zi Shou requested.
"Abolition of slavery?"
Cao Yi was very surprised by Zi Shou's decision.
You must know that Zishou is the largest slave owner in the world.
To abolish slavery is to oppose oneself.
"When people live in this world, who is nobler than others and who is inferior to others? After this period of ups and downs, everyone has seen through it."
Zi Shou sounded like he had seen through the world of mortals.
"It should be more than that."
Cao Yi looked at Zi Shou with a half-smile.
Zi Shou smiled awkwardly and said: "I know I can't hide it from the imperial master. There is another reason. I am only the nominal master of the big business. The real power has always been in the hands of various princes and nobles at all levels. If I want to centralize power, I must Have the power to fight them. And slaves who have been ignored are the best targets."
This makes sense.
Cao Yi put away his smile and said: "Centralizing power will inevitably lead to bloody conflicts, so the king must be mentally prepared."
"I have been prepared for a long time"
Zi Shou said.
Cao Yi said nothing more.
A few days later, Zi Shou's order to abolish slavery spread quickly throughout the world.
The royal city, local nobles, large and small, were angry.
The king actually sided with those lowly slaves.
They wrote letters expressing their opposition.
Zi Shou is stubborn.
The abolition movement began with great vigor.
Of course, it is inevitable that nobles will cause trouble.
