The three decrees of Zi Shou came out, and the fate of humanity once again swept thousands of miles!
Above the thousands of miles of void in the ancient land, thunder suddenly rolled, stars fell, and a boundless terror seemed to awaken.
A few places outside the sea, in the paradise of the caves and heavens, the eternal gazes suddenly woke up and looked indifferently at the Nine Provinces human race.
Among them, there is an old man lying high on the cloud bed. His figure is looming, sometimes disappearing, and it is unclear whether he exists or not.
His lying posture has not changed in thousands of years.
At this moment, his eyes suddenly opened, and a trail of blood spilled from his mouth.
in front of him.
A transparent shadow looked exactly like the old man, but his face was extremely indifferent and devoid of any emotion.
this moment.
This phantom suddenly became blurry and chaotic!
one side.
A Taoist boy in purple came forward and asked, "Why is the master like this?"
The old man was neither sad nor happy, and was mumbling to himself.
"Heavenly chaos."
"The fate of the gods has changed."
"Tongtian, could it be that you really succeeded and helped the Yin merchants intercept this glimmer of hope?"
…
The land of Kyushu.
On the Dashang Straight Road, a constant stream of officials were galloping on their horses. They had small flags on their backs, and their horses were covered with three imperial edicts printed uniformly!
For a time, streaks of dust were billowing into the sky, rushing to all parts of Kyushu.
One of them went straight east along the Jizhou official road and soon reached the coast of the East China Sea.
Here, a big river bends nine times and ends in the East China Sea!
At the end of the official road is a majestic pass.
It's called Chentangguan.
The officer held the command flag. After the city gate guard saw it clearly, his expression changed drastically and he quickly opened the city gate.
"The king has an order. Li Jing, the commander-in-chief of Chentangguan, will take the order!"
As soon as the herald entered Chentangguan, the sound of shouting reached the General Military Mansion.
For a moment.
A general wearing armor and holding a sword hurried out, followed by a pregnant woman.
The herald dismounted and handed the three printed imperial edicts into Li Jing's hands.
Li Jing quickly knelt down to receive the order and shouted long live.
"General Lee!"
"When the king's decree is received, the humble position will soon be retained."
"You humble servant, there are still thirteen imperial edicts that have not been delivered."
The messenger came and went in a hurry. Before Li Jing could react, he was gone.
"Husband, why is it so urgent?"
The woman held her swollen belly, walked to Li Jing, and asked curiously.
Li Jing held the imperial edict in his hand, frowned, and said in deep thought:
"The king killed the Qishui River God and angered the heavens, causing the gods to leave Dashang one after another and no longer protect the land of Dashang."
"Before these gods left, they deceived people's hearts and caused chaos in the world."
"The king's will is probably related to this."
After he finished speaking, his face was immediately filled with tenderness of steel. He supported the woman and said with concern:
"Madam, you are pregnant and should rest at home."
Mrs. Li glared at him fiercely, then Leng Buding drew a sword from behind and stabbed out.
"Am I, Yin Shiniang, such a delicate person?"
"If you don't believe it, I can still fight you."
Li Jing turned pale with fright. He quickly took the sword with his bare hands, took off the sword from the woman's hand, and said:
"Madam, you are already nine months pregnant, and you should give birth next month."
"Don't be reckless and get pregnant."
Yin Shiniang snorted reluctantly and returned to the house with her sword.
"There's only one month left, so get out of here and don't interfere with your mother's sword practice."
Yin Shiniang patted her belly, which made a popping sound, which made Li Jing roll his eyes and almost fainted.
Li Jing finally sent Yin Shiniang back to the bedroom.
He returned to the study, opened the three imperial edicts, and stood stunned on the spot. His whole body seemed to be struck by thunder, his mouth opened and closed, and he was speechless.
First, the gods are guilty!
The second way, Dashang becomes a god!
The third way is to order all the soldiers in the world to encircle and suppress the fleeing gods.
These three imperial edicts are more shocking than the last!
Li Jing was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses, breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face suddenly became extremely ugly.
"The man behind Chentangguan's movement of clouds and rain seems to be the Dragon King of the East China Sea."
"This matter is difficult to handle."
"This is no ordinary grass-headed god."
Li Jing frowned, quickly wrote a memorial, summoned a subordinate, and set off on a starry night to deliver it to Chaoge.
"Perhaps, I should go to the East China Sea Dragon Palace for a while."
"When I was studying art in West Kunlun, I also had an acquaintance with Ao Guang, the Dragon King of the East China Sea."
Li Jing pondered for a moment, put on his armor and went out. As soon as he thought, a green horse came roaring!
He took one step forward, mounted his horse, and then flew into the sky with all four hooves, heading straight to the East China Sea.
The land of Kyushu and the Eight Hundred Passes all received three imperial edicts at full speed within three days!
Sishui Pass, Jiepai Pass, Zhuimeng Pass, Tongguan, Lintong Pass...
After receiving the imperial edict, the generals from all walks of life at the Eight Hundred Pass responded accordingly!
Soon, notices one after another describing all the sins of the gods were posted all over Dashang, with one in almost every village.
At the same time, figures flew out of Dashang. Their eyes showed no fear of the gods. They stopped the grass-headed gods who were escaping one after another and said coldly:
"I am the commander-in-chief of the Great Merchant, and I have been ordered to deliver the order."
"For those of you who are willing to submit to the Great Shang and protect the people, build a temple and the King will personally confer the title of Righteous God on the Great Shang!"
"Those who do not want to submit will be killed!"
Suddenly.
The sky is stained with blood!
Countless gods fell in the land of Dashang on this day.
…
Chaoge.
Nine rooms.
Zi Shou knocked on the dragon table and raised the corners of his mouth.
Now, it has been seven days since the war with Haotian began.
With the darknet as a cheating device, even if he doesn't have the skills of a saint, he can still understand the general trend of the world.
Seven days.
All the elites from Dashang are out!
Nearly 30% of the gods canonized by the Heavenly Court were killed in seven days, and the remaining 30% escaped from Dashang and hid in the wild mountains.
The remaining 30%, under Zi Shou's coercion and inducement, all surrendered to Dashang and were voluntarily expelled from the divine book by Haotian.
In the beginning, in order to recruit these grass-headed gods, they were not asked to swear an oath from their original gods, but simply remembered their names.
Nowadays, all the gods are villains. They can only be furious, but there is no other way.
Shang Rong had sharp eyes today, held his head high, looked at Zi Shou in awe, and said:
"My lord, this plan really sucks the fire out of the cauldron."
"If you want the people not to be afraid of the gods, in addition to hitting them, you can also let the people see the true face of the gods."
"The people who were initially bewitched by the messengers saw their crimes and demolished their temples one after another..."
"Your Majesty, this is today's secret."
After Shang Rong said this, he took the book of Baiguan and sent it to Long An.
This was the daily task assigned to him by Zishou. It was euphemistically called training his memory to prevent him from becoming old and fatuous and forgetting the names of high-ranking officials.
Zi Shou's mouth twitched as he looked at the stack of records about the Dragon Case.
"Hey, the invention of paper and the inn is what I regret most."
Since the advent of such a convenient writing medium, the writing enthusiasm of the Shang Dynasty people has been greatly stimulated.
The frequency of memorials from local officials has also skyrocketed.
Wen Zhong stood under the golden steps, holding both male and female whips. Hearing this, his old face twitched and he couldn't help but say.
"The king is being humble again."
"Just for this paper-making matter, the king's merits will be praised for eternity."
"Unfortunately……"
"The Three Saints are imprisoned in the Fire Cloud Cave, and it will be difficult for the human race to gain merit."
"Otherwise, the great king's merits will not be inferior to those of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors."
After Wen Zhong finished speaking, Zi Shou stood up from the throne and stared at Wen Zhong:
"Master, what did you just say?"
Wen Zhong was stunned.
"Did I praise the king just now?"
