Shouxian Palace.
"Your Majesty!"
"Your Majesty!"
Zi Shou was awakened by Shang Rong's shouts, and his consciousness came out of the Ancient Imperial Prison.
He glanced at the soup on the table, which was still steaming.
Shang Rong is still in the same posture as before.
"Prime Minister, where did you just talk?"
Zishou asked tentatively.
Shang Rong was startled and said carefully.
"I really don't know why the king is so desperate?"
Zi Shou nodded.
He stayed in the Ancient Imperial Prison for at least an hour, and only one breath passed in the outside world.
This shows that in the Ancient Imperial Prison, time in the outside world almost does not move.
At first, I was worried that my consciousness would leave and my body would become comatose, but now it seems that this worry is unnecessary.
Zishou rubbed his head.
After chatting with Hong Yi for so long, he felt bad.
This guy is really a ruthless person.
I beat myself to death a dozen times before calming down and discussing with him how to eliminate the murder.
According to Hong Yi, after entering the other shore, he saw a world above the other shore.
Just as he was about to get closer, he was restrained by a powerful force and sent to this prison.
All of his magical powers could not be separated from his cell.
Until the first cell leader opened the cell.
Tell him that he has suffered a murderous calamity and his conduct is not perfect. He can only be released from prison if he is cleared of the murderous calamity.
Kill and rob.
This vocabulary is not unfamiliar to Zi Shou.
One of the reasons for conferring tribulation upon the gods is precisely due to this.
Chan taught the Twelve Golden Immortals, in order to avoid the killing calamity, they used the land of Kyushu as a chessboard and the human race as a piece of grass. They also conspired with the third generation disciples to resist the killing calamity for them, in an attempt to stop the killing and survive the killing calamity.
In the end, Empress Sanxiao used the Hunyuan Golden Dou to cut off the three flowers on top of her head, and she was able to escape with five qi in her chest.
visible.
It's hard to survive the calamity.
…
Zi Shou gathered his thoughts and found that Shang Rong's legs were trembling, he was sweating profusely, and he could hardly hold on.
"Don't stand, sit down and talk."
Zishou waved his hand, and Shang Rong felt relieved. He didn't care about the courtesy of a monarch and his ministers, and sat on the red sandalwood chair, breathing heavily.
"I will report to work from now on and find a guard to push me in a wheelchair."
"Hui, report to work? Wheelchair?"
Shang Rong scratched his head. He couldn't understand the king's words again.
Zi Shou sighed and said: "Old Prime Minister, you ask me why I am still worried when there is peace in the world. Because this world is not only for humans, but also for immortals, gods, demons, and ghosts."
Zishou took the memorial, picked up a copy, opened it and said:
"For example, Zhao Qi's memorial."
"Look at what was reported."
"Qishui Division Lieutenant Zhao Qiqi reported:
The ministers promoted waterwheels, windlass and other agricultural facilities until the Qishui River was blocked.
The clan elders and county magistrates here promote their blasphemy and take the lead in stopping it!
The minister secretly found out that the clan elders and county magistrates had been exorbitant in taxes for many years on the pretext of worshiping the river god. They collected millions of money every year and used 200,000 to 300,000 yuan to marry the river god, and shared the rest with the witches.
Since ancient times, the Qi people have struggled to find wives for the river god and have been extremely poor.
He was also frightened by the power of the river god and dared not speak.
The minister wanted to break it, but was blocked by the people. They were afraid that the river god would blame him, so they stopped raining.
I didn't know how to deal with it, so I asked the Holy Judge. "
After Zi Shou finished reading, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.
"Old Prime Minister, you have traveled all over the world, so you are no stranger to this kind of thing."
Zishou slapped a bunch of folds on the table and said in a loud voice:
"You ask me, why are you so worried now that the world is peaceful?"
"Now, let me ask you, is there peace in the world?"
"These dozens of memorials are all about the river god oppressing the people and deceiving the people to fight against the government!"
"Peace on earth?"
"How can there be peace in the world until all these gods who are causing harm to the world are killed?"
Shang Rong stumbled and almost fell off his chair with fright. He was trembling and asked tentatively:
"Your Majesty, the River God is in charge of making clouds and rain, so he can't do anything about it."
"Once you kill them, natural disasters will continue!"
Zishou held his forehead, hating that iron could not make steel:
"Old Prime Minister, why do you think we want to implement this agricultural plan?"
"DaShang's first agricultural plan was a knife, a knife for killing gods!"
"Before, I was worried about this group of magicians who make clouds and rain. Now that the first agricultural plan has been popularized, the people are not afraid of droughts and floods, and there is no use for them."
"Send the order and ask Zhao Qi to throw the old witch into Qishui."
"Let her tell the river god and come to the song to confess her crime with her head raised."
"If the news doesn't get through, we'll throw in another clan elder to rush it, until all these worms that are rampant in the countryside are gone."
puff……
When Shang Rong heard this, he almost choked himself with a mouthful of saliva.
He finally understood.
It turns out that the king’s worries are not because of people but because of God…
It turns out that the agricultural plan that the king wants to implement, even at the cost of using troops and horses, is also aimed at these gods...
What on earth does the king... want to do?
Shang Rong carefully thought about his words and asked:
"Your Majesty, if Qishui River God does not cooperate..."
"If you don't cooperate, let Wen Zhong behead him."
Zi Shou's voice was very calm.
Ever since he succeeded to the throne, the gods have continued to oppress the human race.
Half a year ago, he planned to confer gods, and these gods who were incense-stricken were on his must-kill list.
He has always been worried that killing these gods will lead to continuous natural disasters, people's livelihood will be in dire straits, and at the same time, the fortunes of the country will collapse and the body protection buff will be lost.
So he endured it and didn't make a move!
Now, the various agricultural facilities he promoted have spread all over the world, and it's time for a showdown.
Zi Shou stood up. The imperial majesty on his body made Shang Rong dare not raise his head. He only listened to him say:
"These gods are worshiped by the people and practice in the incense, but they oppress the people."
"They should have died long ago."
"Qishui River God has harmed so many people, let's start with him."
Shang Rong broke out in a cold sweat from behind.
"Your Majesty... the River God, after all, is the messenger appointed by the Jade Pen of Lingxiao Palace. Will you offend the Jade Emperor by doing this?"
Zi Shou glanced at Shang Rong:
"How many gods are killed in the human race, and it depends on the Jade Emperor's face?"
"If a river god doesn't protect the people, why should he be kept alive?"
"I am a great businessman and I don't care about idleness."
…
There was a bone-chilling murderous intent in Zi Shou's voice. Shang Rong was so frightened that his legs trembled when he heard the words. He didn't dare to speak any more. He wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and left tremblingly.
On the way out of the palace, the coldness behind Shang Rong has not disappeared.
He sighed.
In the past, the king only asked Master Wen to kill a few monsters.
Now, even the river god wants to be killed?
Shang Rong sighed and walked out. Unexpectedly, before he had walked a few steps, his cloudy eyes seemed to have taken a nap, and his body shivered, as if he had changed his body, and he suddenly straightened his back.
In an instant, the momentum changed.
"good!"
"Well done, Your Majesty!"
"For the people of Dashang, even gods would dare to kill them!"
"As expected of the king!"
"What a shame, old minister, I don't have the magic power of a grand master, so I can't go through fire and water for your majesty!"
Shang Rong straightened his chest and raised his head, but before he took a few steps, he suddenly shivered again and his eyes suddenly became cloudy again.
He blinked and wiped the sweat from his head, wondering what just happened.
…
After Shang Rong left.
Zi Shou looked at the sky and knocked on the table, pondering in his heart.
His decision to kill the god was not a reckless one.
Zi Shou has exhausted all the means he could think of to improve the country's destiny.
It won't be possible to lift it later, so we can only rely on robbing and force to take back the luck that should belong to the human race.
Since the birth of the human race, destiny has been divided.
The saint will not mention it.
After Haotian took charge of Heavenly Court, he also began to use incense and fire to attract the remaining luck of the human race to Heavenly Court.
These gods canonized by the Heavenly Court are not of high cultivation, but they are like a group of moths lying on the body of the Great Shang, constantly sucking up the fortune of the Great Shang's country and feeding it back to the Heavenly Court.
For Zi Shou, if he wants to improve his country's destiny, he must kill these gods from heaven.
Now, the conferring of gods is about to begin.
This battle is a divine battle in which the two sages of the West win over Yuan Shi and Tai Shang to kill all the immortals of Jie Jiao.
Divine wars are always accompanied by national wars.
From the beginning, the Shang Dynasty was the spokesperson of Jiejiao in the world.
It is destined to be destroyed together with Jie Jiao.
No matter how good the governance of Dashang is, these aloof gods will come up with countless ways to secretly destroy the destiny of Dashang.
The great master of the Heavenly Court never showed up. He was hiding in the Lingxiao Palace, preparing to make a profit.
To him, the Shang Dynasty must perish.
He and Heaven are destined to be at odds.
Shang Rong was afraid of offending Heaven, but Zi Shou was not afraid at all.
Now Haotian is just a polished commander who has just taken over the Demon Court.
The three Taoist religions are powerful, and the Western religion has two saints.
In Haotian's heaven, there are not even many talented people and scholars in Dashang.
With his foolish and loyal old master Wen Zhong here, if he can't defeat him, why can't he bring in reinforcements?
Jie Jiao is famous for being a team player and protecting his weaknesses.
Zi Meng thought of hearing the Grand Master and suddenly knocked on the table and said to himself:
"You can ask the old master about killing and calamity."
"By the way, tell him the plan to kill the gods."
…
The next day.
Nine rooms.
Zishou was lying on the throne, listening to the civil and military officials repeatedly urging him to take care of his dragon body, and passing the folds upwards. The corners of his mouth twitched, and he wanted to drag them down and chop them off.
These hypocritical dogs!
After scolding, Zi Shou sighed in his heart.
This is really his fault.
Since he invented pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the most favorite thing for ministers to do is to make folds.
Zi Meng rummaged through some small things, and after annotating them casually, he saw Zhao Qi's memorial.
According to Zhao Qi, he threw the 50-year-old Zhu Wu into the water. Not only did she not drown her, she actually called out the river god.
"Zhu Wu submerged into the water, and a wave of water suddenly rolled up and lifted her out of the water!"
"When the vision came out, the people became more and more awed."
"In the river, there are sounds of vicissitudes of life."
"Word: The king invited me, and I will go to Chao Ge to talk about it soon. I heard that Chao Ge's women have delicious meat. Especially, the inner courtyard of the harem..."
"You are really looking for death."
"Wen Taishi is staying, the others should disperse."
Zisheng finished his instructions hastily and ordered all civil and military officials to retreat, leaving only Taishi Wen alone.
He threw Zhao Qi's book to Wen Zhong, half-lying on the throne, and asked directly:
"What's the origin of this thing?"
Wen Zhong glanced at the fold and said:
"Back to your Majesty, as far as I know, the river god in the Qishui River is actually a nine-headed feather insect with the blood of the Dragon King of the West Sea. He calls himself the Nine-headed Great Sage. Ten years ago, he was canonized as the Qishui River by the Jade Emperor. God, it is the duty of the Qi River to move the clouds and spread the rain.”
Zishou took a sip of the medicinal soup from the homemade thermos cup and said:
"Can it be cut?"
Wen Zhong nodded without hesitation and said:
"Can cut."
"Your Majesty, are you sure you want to take action against the Heavenly God?"
Zishou raised his eyebrows:
"Today, the first five-year plan has been implemented, which can basically guarantee the harvest in spite of droughts and floods in Dashang."
"The gods are useless."
"It's time to take back these fortunes that should belong to Dashang."
Zi Shou's eyes flashed with fierce murderous intent, and he sneered:
"from now on.
Those who harm the destiny of our country will be killed without mercy! "
Wen Zhong seemed to have been prepared and said calmly:
"The king has decided, let's kill him."
Zi Shou suddenly raised the corners of his mouth: "Don't you need to invite some fellow Taoists?"
He has wanted to meet everyone in Jiejiao for a long time.
Wen Zhong shook his head: "This demon is not beyond the realm of human immortality. I'm okay, I don't need to invite anyone."
Zishou sighed regretfully, and then looked at Wen Zhong thoughtfully.
In the original work, Wen Zhong is a human immortal, but he dares to say such nonsense as "nothing more than a human immortal".
Is he the first person under the Earth Immortal?
According to what Zishou learned from Wen Zhong, the immortals in the prehistoric period from lowest to highest are human immortals, earth immortals, heavenly immortals, xuanxian, golden immortals, Taiyi golden immortals, Daluo golden immortals, Hunyuan golden immortals, and Hunyuan Daluo golden immortals. , Hunyuan Wujiluo Jinxian.
The Hunyuan Golden Immortal is honored as Quasi-Sage.
Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian is honored as a saint and a leader.
There is only one Taoist ancestor Hongjun who lives in Zixiao Palace among the Hunyuan Wuji Luo Jinxian.
Before becoming an immortal, the practitioner's progress is to refine the essence into Qi, refine the Qi into God, refine the God to return to the void, refine the void to combine with the Dao, and finally overcome the tribulation and become an immortal.
If you fail to become an immortal, you will become a human immortal, also called a loose immortal.
Wen Zhong, Li Jing, Jiang Ziya and others failed to overcome the tribulation, and they are all people without immortality.
If there is no chance, he will stay in the immortal realm for the rest of his life.
Zi Shou crossed his legs and said:
"The grand master is mighty! Remember when he beheads the gods, ask me to come with you. I want to see the grand master behead the gods!"
Wen Zhong: "...Your Majesty, are you feeling well? The Queen is still waiting for Your Majesty outside the palace."
Zi Shou's legs trembled and he almost fell off the throne.
