In the realm of Yang God, it is a pure Yang body, which can be transformed into thousands of worlds, and its magical powers are vast and incredible.
This realm, in the prehistoric times, is at least equivalent to that of a heavenly being.
After all, the Golden Immortal is immortal.
The lifespan of the Yang God can range from ten thousand years to tens of thousands of years, and it has not yet reached the realm of immortality.
However, the Yang God's force value may be stronger than that of the Celestial Immortal, or even stronger than the Golden Immortal!
In the prehistoric times, cultivation was based on Taoism and did not focus on killing.
Tongtian can practice the Zhuxian Sword Formation casually, and he can defeat four with one.
If he can pass the "Future No Life Sutra" to the territory of Dashang, he will surrender to his gods.
He will have an army of thousands of golden immortals!
…
"More than that?"
Hong Yi looked at Zi Shou quietly and muttered:
"Indeed. I can feel the change in you."
"The first time you come, you only have the authority of the prison and you are a mortal."
"The second time you came, I felt the energy and blood power of the Grand Master of Marrow Refining from you."
"This time, your cultivation level is already at the peak of the Martial Saint. You are only one step away from condensing your fist intention."
"The time in this ancient imperial prison is different from the outside world. I thought that decades had passed, but it doesn't seem like this now."
"I don't know how long you have been practicing."
Zi Shou stretched out his hand and said in Hong Yi's disbelieving eyes:
"The first time, I practiced for three weeks."
"The second time, I practiced for seven days."
Hong Yi:......
…
After saying goodbye to Hong Yi, Zi Shou returned to consciousness, and there was a knock on the door.
"Come in."
"Meet the king."
The door was opened, and Jiang Wenying, wearing a gorgeous long dress, walked in gracefully carrying a pot of medicinal food.
The medicinal food has just been cooked and is still boiling in the porcelain pot.
After Jiang Wenying came in, she put down the medicine, walked behind Zishou, kneaded his shoulders, and said casually:
"Your Majesty, His Highness the Crown Prince is already twelve years old. Isn't it time to choose a Crown Princess for him?"
Zi Shou:? ? ?
"Hey, it's time for Gu's son to get married."
"These are the damn times."
Jiang Wenying didn't understand the meaning of Zi Shou's words, but she didn't care or care. The hand that was squeezing her shoulders suddenly slid down slowly.
"Your Majesty, the eldest son is already twelve years old, and the second prince is already ten years old. When will we give birth to a third prince?"
Zishou held Queen Jiang's slender hand and said solemnly:
"Gu, you still need to pass the fox demon level first."
After saying that, he filled a cup of medicinal food and walked to the newly built imperial study room in high spirits.
Queen Jiang pursed her red lips tightly and snorted coldly:
"What a fox demon...I've been using the fox demon as an excuse for half a year."
"Just ignore me, but Concubine Huang and Concubine Yang don't even care."
"Is the country really more important than us? Let me see how long you can endure it."
After saying that, she angrily threw a handful of wolfberries into the medicinal meal.
…
After leaving Shouxian Palace, Zishou drank the medicinal food leisurely.
It is undeniable that Queen Jiang's cooking skills are much better than those of the previous chefs.
Perhaps, it is because the aura of the prehistoric world is still there.
All ingredients are delicious.
Even if it doesn’t have as much seasoning as in the previous life.
"Half a year has passed in the blink of an eye because I was planning to become a god."
In the past six months, Zishou had been dealing with state affairs almost day and night. His body was in a state of long-term exhaustion and he really had no interest in beauty.
Recently, he has practiced the Wheel of Life and Death, and his energy and blood have greatly increased. As a peak Martial Saint, even if he stays up all night, he will be full of energy after taking a short rest.
“It’s time to consider flipping the brand.”
"Who are you going to tonight?"
While Zi Shou was thinking, he suddenly heard the sound of armor rustling. He turned around in surprise and said:
"King Wu Cheng, when did you come?"
Huang Feihu: "Your Majesty, I have been following you since I left the Nine Rooms Hall."
"Yeah?"
"Why didn't I notice?"
Zishou frowned and racked his brains to think over and over again, completely forgetting that there was someone following behind him.
"Is there a problem?"
Huang Feihu hesitated for a moment, his face turned red with embarrassment, and he said:
"I heard from my sister-in-law that the king has not been to the harem for half a year and has been sleeping in Shouxian Palace?"
Zi Shou's mouth twitched and he waved his hand.
"Okay, no need to say anything, I know what you are going to say."
"Are you trying to persuade me to be obsessed with beauty?"
Huang Feihu was so frightened that he didn't even dare to say it.
Zishou covered his head and had a headache.
Having just left Queen Jiang aside, here comes Concubine Huang.
"Why haven't I seen you in court recently?"
Zishou didn't want to talk about this topic, so he asked casually.
Huang Feihu: "... I am a humble minister who goes to court every day and never slacks off."
"Have it?"
Zi Shou frowned.
"I didn't seem to see you when I went to Qishui to slay the gods last time."
"Wei Chen, the clan elder and the witch who beheaded with his own hands..."
? ? ? ?
Zi Shou was extremely shocked.
He suddenly realized that there seemed to be some change in King Wucheng.
like……
Is it a sense of presence?
Since when did his sense of existence become lower and lower, and now it's so low that he can't even notice it if he follows him all the way.
"How come there is such a change?"
"The butterfly effect caused by time travel?"
Zishou frowned and walked into the imperial study, forgetting about King Wu Cheng behind him.
At this time, the guard reported that Si Tianjian and eunuch Shi Du Yuanxian had been waiting for a long time.
The son was asked to escort Xuan Lao Du into the imperial study.
Master Du, no, now he should be called Adu, the number one figure on the dark web.
Adu walked into the imperial study and saluted respectfully. Seeing Zishou waving his hand to signal him to excuse himself, he hurriedly took out a roll of paper sealed in a bamboo tube from his sleeve.
"Your Majesty, Beihai has rebelled."
"Yuan Futong took the boy in white and killed eighteen princes in a row, shocking all the forces."
"Now, we have united our forces and are attacking the tribes north of the Taihang Mountains."
Zishou took the information and read it carefully.
The intelligence of the dark web was beyond his expectation.
Every day, Yuan Futong wrote down clearly who he met, what he ate, and what he did...
These things are not important to him, but to dark web spies, any one of them may play a key role.
"Your Majesty, is your imperial edict to mobilize Xibohou to be transmitted to Xiqi?"
Du Yuanxian took out the imperial edict given to him by his former son, bowed and asked.
"Well, let King Wu Cheng declare this imperial edict."
"I heard that Xibohou's Earl's Palace is bigger than Gu's palace. It has four breasts, twenty-four concubines, ninety-nine sons, and thirty-six sons who practice martial arts."
"Ordinary people can't keep things under control."
Du Yuanxian was shocked.
Xiqi is the most difficult place for the dark web to penetrate, and Ji Chang has almost made Xiqi a piece of cake.
Even he did not fully grasp the internal information of Xiqi.
Ji Chang's concubines and heirs are even more of a mystery.
The king doesn't leave the palace, but he knows exactly how many wives and sons Ji Chang has!
"yes!"
Du Yuanxian took the order and went down to deliver the order to Prince Wucheng's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, before he went out, he heard a cough.
