Chapter 1242 Disaster

"Greetings to the deputy leader." Qin Yao raised his hand to summon the Xuanyuan sword and saluted with the sword.

Ran Deng looked at him gloomily and asked again: "Answer my question, why don't you hold back?"

Qin Yao frowned and said: "Ma Shan helped the tyrants to do evil and deserved to die. If this is the case, why should I hold back?"

"Do you know what the true form of Mashan is?" Ran Deng asked while controlling his anger.

Qin Yao shook his head: "I don't know, Wen Zhong has invited so many masters, do I have to do a household census before the fight?"

Ran Deng: "..."

"Taoist Master Lu, leave quickly."

While the two were talking, Wen Zhong silently sent a message to Lu Yue.

After looking at the corpses of Wen Liang and Ma Shan, Lu Yue didn't dare to worry about it anymore. He quickly sent a message to his disciples through the air, and the six rays of immortal light followed the old master and left the battlefield.

"Chase." Qin Yao turned around and shouted loudly, and was about to fly up the next moment.

"Wait a minute." Ran Deng suddenly controlled the twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls to block Qin Yao's path, and his voice was filled with anger: "The matter between us is not over yet."

Qin Yao was furious: "Randeng...Deputy leader! You didn't come earlier, you didn't come later, but you came just when we were about to win. Now you are uncharacteristically blocking our pursuit. Could it be that you secretly voted to intercept the leader, so you tried every means Help them escape?"

Ran Deng: "..."

I, the deputy leader of the Chan Sect, secretly surrender to Jiejie?

What kind of ridiculous joke is this?

Yang Jian and others who were about to pursue the pursuit also stopped due to a dispute between the two, and looked at Ran Deng with different eyes.

Although they also think that the idea of ​​​​burning lights and secretly throwing interceptions is ridiculous, the opponent's current performance is indeed very questionable.

After coming back to his senses, Ran Deng immediately sensed the changes in the eyes of these third-generation disciples looking at him, took a deep breath, and said in a solemn voice: "Don't make false claims, this Ma Shan's true body is the wick fire in my glazed lamp. Because he went down to earth secretly and fled to the human world, he was deceived by Wen Liang, so he entered the Yin Shang army camp and fought against the Zhou army. "

Qin Yao said: "In that case, why don't you rush back to Yuxu Palace and kowtow to the saint to apologize?"

Ran Deng: "..."

What a sharp-tongued beast.

You didn't tell me that you killed my wick, but you wanted to ask me for guilt?

"Greetings to the deputy leader." Just when Ran Deng was getting more and more angry as he thought about it, his eyes flashed with evil, and he was about to take action against this evil beast, a fairy cloud floated in the sky again, and a group of second-generation disciples of the Chan Sect stood on the cloud. In the middle, he bowed his hands and saluted.

Their timely appearance also made Ran Deng calm down quickly, and he was even slightly scared.

Fortunately, they arrived at the right time. Otherwise, if he had made a move against Shen Gongbao in a rage, he would have been completely defeated and had no way to defend himself.

Qin Yao sighed secretly in his heart: The immortals of the Chan Sect still don't regard him as a family member.

It was just a coincidence that Ran Deng had arrived. It was difficult for him to convince himself that these Jinxian and Jiang Ziya also arrived by chance and stopped Ran Deng at the right time.

But if this is not a coincidence, it means that when he rescued a group of three generations, they had already arrived, but they did not show up.

What are they waiting for?

When he is defeated, will they help him?

Or should I wait to use this battle to find out my true identity and take a closer look at myself, the most beautiful golden immortal in Kunlun, to see if he has any hidden skills?

But no matter which one it is, this is not the way to treat fellow disciples!

"No need to be polite, why are you all here?" At this time, Ran Deng deliberately avoided the subject of the wick and asked curiously.

The Antarctic Immortal, who stood at the head of the golden immortals, smiled slightly and said, "We all came here after hearing that Kong Xuan was born."

"Kong Xuan..." Ran Deng's pupils shrank slightly, obviously he had also heard of the other party's name.

"That's right."

The Antarctic Immortal nodded and said: "The deputy leader came just in time. Originally we were worried that we would not be able to withstand Kong Xuan's five-color divine light. Now with your help, even if we still cannot defeat the opponent, we can still keep Xiqi safe."

Ran Deng: "..."

He really didn’t want to stay!

At this moment, what he wants to do most is to find Taoist Lu Ya as soon as possible and tell him that Shen Gongbao used the demon clan's most precious Chaos Bell in exchange for an acquired magic weapon, so as to ask Taoist Lu Ya to punish him severely in order to eliminate it. The hatred in my heart.

"Junior Brother Shen, your method of destroying people into ashes at every turn is too vicious."

Just when Ran Deng was silent, Wei Liusun suddenly attacked Qin Yao without any warning, and said seriously: "To put it seriously, this is a waste of consideration for the friendship between the two religions, and it is too cruel, and it has completely intensified the conflict between us and Jie Jiao. What should we do if in the future we have disciples who fall into the hands of Jie Jiao and they also destroy them?

To put it bluntly, the main purpose of conferring gods and killing tribulations is to confer the title of gods. If you beat Wen Liang Ma Shan to ashes and prevent them from being listed as gods, then others can only be listed to fill their places. What if this replacement candidate is chosen by us? Have you considered the consequences? "

Qin Yao was really too lazy to pay attention to the black man, but he couldn't leave in front of these people, otherwise they might think he was cowarded and wouldn't even dare to argue.

"Senior brother, I know you are eager to convict me, and even want to drive me out of the ranks of Kunlun Golden Immortals, so as not to tarnish your glorious image by being associated with me. But, don't be anxious, otherwise you will easily become a laughing stock."

Fearful Sun frowned and pretended to be tough: "What do you mean? Did I say something wrong somewhere?"

Under the gaze of the immortals, Qin Yao said calmly: "Although I don't know that Ma Shan is the wick of the glass lamp, I know that he and Wen Liang were engaged in a business without capital before joining the Shang army. To put it more simply, they were robbers who killed people without blinking an eye.

These two robbers who took human lives lightly and brought disaster to the area, you still want them to be deified? Oh, and who told you that Wen Liang is a member of the Jiejiao?"

Ji Liusun was speechless and his face turned red.

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya had to come out to make peace: "My fellow disciples, this is not a place to talk after all. How about we talk after entering the city?"

Ji Liusun was speechless, and he was more than happy about this.

Qin Yao had no opinion.

He knew that he could not threaten a golden immortal with his mouth cannon ability alone. He could just scold back when facing deliberate targeting. It would be a waste of words to say more.

Not long after.

The immortals flew to the city gate tower, and Ji Fa, who was overjoyed, hurriedly took Nangong Shi and others to greet them.

During the time when the state teacher and the prime minister were not there, he could not eat well and sleep well. He was worried all day whether the immortals of Jiejiao would break into the palace and stab him to death like they killed the prime minister. He was almost unable to sleep or eat.

Now, not only are they back, but they also brought a group of great people from the Chanjiao. At least his safety is guaranteed.

"My king, why don't I see Huang Feihu and Huang Tianhua?" After a simple greeting, Jiang Ziya glanced at the ministers behind Ji Fa and asked in confusion.

Ji Fa's smile faltered slightly, and he sighed softly: "Tianhua died in battle, and King Wucheng is handling his funeral."

Jiang Ziya: "..."

"Is he injured?" asked the True Lord of Qingxu Daode.

He has two Nine-Turn Immortal Pills given by Laojun. As long as his body is intact and he has not died for a long time, he can be resurrected!

Ji Fa looked compassionate and whispered, "The head was smashed, and only a corpse that was rotten to the point of being unrecognizable was left. King Wucheng took the risk to find it."

Qingxu Daode Zhenjun: "..."

"Let's go to pay our respects." Qin Yao looked at Jiang Ziya and said softly.

"Let's go together." Nanji Xianweng replied.

Afterwards, Ji Fa led the way and brought a group of Chanmen immortals to the residence of King Wucheng, the founding emperor, in Dongcheng District. Before they entered the door, Huang Feihu, who had received the news, came out with his wife and children and paid homage to Ji Fa.

Ji Fa's face was full of grief. He bent down to help him up, held Huang Feihu's hand and said a lot of comforting words.

Huang Feihu was reminded of his sad story by these words, and sad tears welled up in his tiger eyes again, but he still forced himself to greet the immortals, and then welcomed all of them into the spirit shed together, stopping in front of the coffin and the tablet.

Soon, Qingxu Daode Zhenjun stood out from the crowd, his cheeks twitching constantly, and two lines of tears flowed from his eyes unconsciously, crying: "Disciple, the master is late!"

As soon as the voice fell, there was a cry in the spirit shed.

Qin Yao glanced at Huang Feihu who raised his hand to wipe his tears, and suddenly asked Jiang Ziya: "Prime Minister, can you make an exception for Huang Tianhua and deify him in advance?"

Hearing this, the crying stopped abruptly, and all the eyes on the scene looked at Jiang Shang.

The Conferred God Platform is standing in Qishan. Ordinary people don’t know what the concept of conferred gods is, but how could Huang Feihu’s family not know?

If they can be deified in advance and occupy a better position, it will be a blessing in disguise, and it can also be considered a happy funeral...

Under the gazes of so many pairs of eyes, Jiang Ziya suddenly felt a lot of pressure, and the words of refusal kept circling in his mind, but he couldn’t say it at all.

"Well, Tianhua has made great contributions, and he deserves my exception."

The Huang family members cried with joy, and Huang Feihu knelt down on the ground in front of the immortals and kowtowed heavily: "Thank you, State Master, thank you, Prime Minister."

Looking at his grateful look to Shen Gongbao, the corners of Qingxu Daode Zhenjun's mouth twitched fiercely with tears on his face.

Damn it.

Why didn't he think of this?

Why didn't he say this in advance?

From Jiang Ziya's point of view, no matter who said this, he had no room to refuse in this spirit shed.

But whoever said this first would gain the gratitude of the Huang family.

And according to his current military exploits and performance, Huang Feihu might become a saint in the flesh in the future and squeeze into a high position in the heavenly court. This gratitude in his humble period will definitely turn into a huge resource in the future...

Therefore, he regretted more and more, and only hated that he didn't think comprehensively enough!

Not long after.

On the way from the spirit shed to Mount Qishan, Jiang Ziya thought about it and finally determined a god position suitable for Huang Tianhua.

Since then, the war of the Western Zhou Dynasty against the Shang Dynasty has not yet ended, and the battle of conferring gods has not yet seen its end, but there is one more righteous god in the world, that is - Bingling Gong, the righteous god of the Three Mountains!

...

That night.

When the night was quiet.

In Sishui Pass, Lv Yue sat cross-legged on the top of the city gate tower, surrounded by green air.

Wisps of resentful souls kept coming from all directions, merging into his body, and then turned into green air and gushed out through his nostrils.

This scene was weird and terrifying, and the performance of the demon cultivator could not be more obvious.

"Lv Yue!"

Suddenly, a green ghost fire rose from the ground, gradually leveled with it, and called faintly.

"Who are you?" Lv Yue suddenly opened his eyes and asked sternly.

"I am the enemy of your enemy." The ghost fire said.

Lu Yue said coldly: "I have many enemies, which one are you talking about?"

Willow Fire said: "Of course it's the one who scared you away today."

"Shen Gongbao!" Lv Yue narrowed his eyes slowly.

"That's right." Ghost Fire asked: "Do you have something to deal with his evil poison? If so, I can help you send it to him quietly."

"Why should I believe you?" Lv Yue looked stern: "What if you put this thing next to Master Wen, how should I explain it?"

Ghost Fire: "..."

"Master, I have a way."

At this time, a handsome young man in white walked out of the attic, raised his head and said: "Master, you can put a wisp of soul in my body, use my eyes as eyes, and my body as a clone, and then give me the poison, and I will sneak into Xiqi with this ghost fire."

Lv Yue pondered for a moment, staring at the ghost fire: "What do you think of this idea?"

An eye appeared in the ghost fire, staring at the young man in white: "What's your name?"

The young man in white bowed: "I am - Zhou Xin!"

...

Two days later.

Evening.

Qin Yao was practicing the Great Heavenly Immortal Art in the Imperial Master's Mansion, when a deep sense of fatigue suddenly appeared without any warning, almost causing him to break his practice.

If others were to doubt whether there was something wrong with his practice, or whether his body had reached its limit, Qin Yao would not doubt himself, because the Three Emperors had repaired the only flaw in the Great Heavenly Immortal Art, and there was absolutely no way this practice would have a problem.

Since it was not his own problem, then it must be an external factor that caused the internal "pathology"!

Thinking of this, he immediately became serious and released his divine sense to scan the entire Imperial Master's Mansion.

But to his surprise, no matter how he looked, he could not find any clues in this mansion, so that he could not help but wonder if Lu Ya had cast the Seven Arrows Book on him?

Fortunately, his luck was much better than Zhao Gongming's, and the companion system focused on overcoming difficult and complicated diseases...

"System, check what's wrong with me." Qin Yao said to himself, slowly retracting his divine sense.

[This inspection requires 300 points of filial piety, do you want to pay? 】The system is available on call and responds immediately.

Qin Yao nodded: "Pay."

[The transaction is successful, the transaction value is 300 points, and your current filial piety value balance is 141341 points. ]

[Checking begins... It is expected to take about eight minutes, please wait patiently. ]

While waiting, Qin Yao stood up from the bed, propped up the wooden window, looked out the window at the red sky, and his thoughts were flying.

If he was really hit by the Seven Arrows Book, it might not be a bad thing.

In a world like Fengshen that talks about cause and effect and reincarnation, having more enemies is easier than owing favors.

But if he was not hit by the Seven Arrows Book, it would be more interesting...