I'm a big boss in Uncle Jiu's world

"Shen Gongbao allowed his disciples to commit crimes and killed two fairy children and spirit messengers that I spent hundreds of years to train. I was so angry that I imprisoned the evil star who committed the crime.

Unexpectedly, Shen Gongbao shamelessly came to me, threatened my life, and forcibly took Nezha away. Before leaving, he humiliated me and mocked me for being afraid of death.

After the master and his disciples left, I tried hard to cover up this cause and effect and avoid disasters and calamities. I never thought that I would be born with a demon in my heart..." Shi Ji said slowly.

Wen Zhong was born with the ability to distinguish between loyalty and treachery, and he had the intuition to judge the truth.

His intuition told him that what Shi Ji said was true.

Moreover, Shi Ji didn't dare to lie to him, after all, lying to him meant offending his master, the Golden Spirit Mother.

Offending his master meant severing his ties with Jiejiao.

This uncle might be evil, or even vicious, but he certainly wouldn't fail to see this...

"Uncle, please tell me where the Shang Dynasty has a glimmer of hope." After listening to the other party's explanation, Wen Zhong clasped his fists and bowed, full of expectation.

Ever since Uncle Duobao ordered that the inner disciples of Jiejiao were not allowed to intervene in the war on earth without being summoned, he had thought more than once whether the Shang Dynasty still had a glimmer of hope and whether he could intercept this glimmer of hope.

But even if he thought about it a thousand times, he couldn't figure out where the Shang Dynasty's hope was.

After all, only saints can deal with saints, and only saints can deal with saints. The Chan Sect has fully supported the Western Zhou Dynasty. Without the support of saints and saints, what can the Shang Dynasty use to compete with the Western Zhou Dynasty?

Therefore, the more he thought about it, the more desperate he became. Just now, he was already ashamed.

However, Shiji's words made his hope faintly rekindle.

What if he was stupid and Uncle Shiji was smarter?

She saw what she hadn't seen, and thought of the life she had ignored...

There are fifty great ways, forty-nine heavens, and everything has a ray of life, which is the doctrine of their Jiejiao!

...

Looking at this white-haired nephew staring at him, like a drowning man seeing a floating wood on the water, Shiji sighed softly in his heart: I'm sorry, nephew Wen Zhong.

"The ray of life for the Shang Dynasty should be in you."

"In me?" Wen Zhong was stunned.

He really couldn't think of how he could save the Shang Dynasty.

Shiji nodded slightly and said, "That's right, it depends on whether you are willing to do it."

Hearing this, Wen Zhong immediately realized that this idea must not be the right way, otherwise what reason would he have not to do it?

But whether it is the right way or the evil way, as long as it is useful, for the sake of his lifelong loyalty to the Shang Dynasty, why not give it a try?

"Uncle Master, please show me..."

"Okay."

Shiji raised her hand and released her own bone field, isolating the inside and outside: "Do you know who Hu Lei is?"

Wen Zhong thought again and again, and said: "I don't know..."

Shiji said: "Hu Lei is the last disciple of the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit. You don't even know who the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit is, do you?"

Wen Zhong: "That's not the case... I still know Sister Huo Ling. She is the last disciple of Uncle Duobao."

At this point, he suddenly reacted: "Uncle Master's target is Uncle Duobao?"

Shiji nodded: "Looking at the entire Jiejiao, except Brother Duobao, no one dares to connect with the inner disciples of Jiejiao behind the saint's back to help you defend the Shang Dynasty."

Wen Zhong's face changed slightly: "Uncle Master, you are not colluding with the Chanjiao, right?"

Shiji's heart skipped a beat, but fortunately his face did not change at all: "How is it possible? Do you think I am not afraid of death? If I betray Jiejiao, will your master let me go?"

Wen Zhong's expression eased a little, and after thinking carefully, it was indeed the case.

Betrayal is something that even ordinary kings cannot stand, let alone saints.

Unless it is an extremely special case, betraying Jiejiao will only lead to death.

"I'm sorry, uncle, I'm too sensitive."

"It's okay, I understand."

Shi Ji nodded with a magnanimous look, and continued: "Hu Lei's mind is unstable, and he is not a Taoist immortal. As long as you can trick him into the battlefield with the wealth of the world and let him die at the hands of the Zhou army, and then slightly encourage the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, you can bury the Fire Spirit on the battlefield. Once the Fire Spirit dies, Duobao will definitely be furious and crazy, and then the opportunity will come."

Wen Zhong thought quietly, but shook his head: "I'm afraid it's not enough..."

"It's indeed not enough, but what if you are added?" Shi Ji asked.

Wen Zhong was stunned: "What do you mean by adding me?"

Shi Ji said: "Wen Zhong died tragically under the Zhou army's killing in order to help the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit to avenge him."

Wen Zhong: "..."

Enter the game with your body and die as a plan.

However, it feels like it's still a little short of the mark...

"You think it's not enough, right?" Shiji said faintly.

Wen Zhong nodded: "Although my master, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother, is good friends with Master Duobao, the friendship between me and Master Duobao... is not deep."

Shiji chuckled: "It's enough that your master is good friends with Senior Brother Duobao. If your last wish is to let King Zhou worship Duobao as your master, plus your master's persuasion, plus the death of the Fire Spirit Holy Mother, do you think that given Senior Brother Duobao's personality, will he accept King Zhou?"

Wen Zhong: "..."

After a long silence, he said softly: "King Zhou is the bad name given to Emperor Xin by Nuwa. We should not use this name to refer to Emperor Xin."

Shiji put away her smile and said: "If you don't help Emperor Xin, this is not a bad name, but a posthumous title."

Wen Zhong was speechless.

Shiji looked at him deeply and said indifferently: "I have already told you the glimmer of hope for the Shang Dynasty. Whether you do it or not depends on your heart."

Wen Zhong bowed deeply: "Anyway, thank you so much, uncle."

Shi Ji waved his sleeves and put away the Bone Domain, and his body disappeared in an instant.

"Yin Shang, Yin Shang..."

The old master was alone in the ancient forest, muttering to himself, and his mind could not help but flash back to his life of fighting for it.

If he only needs to die, what does he have to fear?

But the problem is, this poisonous plan requires the sacrifice of fellow disciples!

Although the sacrificed fellow disciples will most likely be on the list of gods instead of being wiped out in ashes, is being on the list of gods a good thing?

Therefore, he was caught in a fierce battle between heaven and man, and his heart was extremely anxious.

"Not even close..."

Deep under the sea.

Fiery red coral center.

Ran Deng looked at the old master in the fairy mirror in front of him and spoke silently.

Shi Ji appeared from behind him and said, "I think it's enough."

"No."

Ran Deng shook his head: "If you miss it by a hair, you will miss it by a thousand miles. What you have to do next is the key."

"What's next?" Shi Ji frowned and shouted: "I have done as you said! Give me the twenty-four Dinghai Pearls you promised!!"

"You did what I told you, but the effect was far less than expected, so I can only give you twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls. After the task is completed, I will give you the remaining twelve." Ran Deng said. , raised his hand and threw out twelve shining orbs.

Shiji was furious and said angrily: "You don't keep your word."

"What I promised at the beginning was that as long as you can help me facilitate this matter, I will give you twenty-four Dinghai Divine Pearls to facilitate this. Don't you understand what it means?" Ran Deng said: "Or, you can't even do this? You don’t want the twelve orbs anymore?”

Shi Ji gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent surged in his eyes, but he finally held back and raised his hand to put away the twelve Dinghai Divine Pearls: "What's next?"

"Wait two days. If Wen Zhong still doesn't do anything after two days, go find King Zhou and sneak King Zhou into Biyou Palace to see Wen Zhong." Ran Deng said.

Shi Ji refused without hesitation: "No! The saint is sitting in Biyou Palace. If he discovers Di Xin, I can't explain it."

Ran Deng frowned and said thoughtfully: "Then you go to King Zhou and ask him to write a letter to Wen Zhong and ask his Yafu when he can return to business."

Shi Ji looked thoughtful and fell silent.

the other side.

But it was said that after Qin Yao left Xitian, he did not return to Fangcun Mountain again, or even go to the battlefield of the Conferred Gods. Instead, he held the letter of recommendation given by Bodhi and rushed to Wuzhuang Temple with inquiries all the way.

After struggling like this for seven or eight days, I finally saw the true appearance of Wanshou Mountain.

But I saw that this mountain was extremely high and steep, and the situation was majestic.

The root is connected to the Kunlun Vein, and the top reaches Hanzhong.

In the mountains, dragons roar and tigers roar, cranes dance and apes cry.

The elk emerges from the flowers, and the blue luan cries to the sun...

Without the permission of the mountain owner, Qin Yao did not dare to enter the mountain rashly, so he rode the auspicious clouds and stood in the air in front of the mountain. His body was level with the Taoist temple in the mountain, and he said loudly: "Shen Gongbao, a disciple of the ancestor of Bodhi in Sanxing Cave in Fangcun Mountain, pays homage to Zhenyuan. "Zi Daxian."

As soon as he finished speaking, a fairy boy wearing a green Taoist robe, with fluttering ribbons on his body, a clean and upright appearance, flew out of the Taoist temple in the mountain.

Perhaps he had heard of the immortal name of Patriarch Bodhi, and had even met him. The fairy boy was quite respectful, cupping his hands and saying, "Fellow Taoist, you are polite... My great immortal has gone out to visit friends, and is not in the mountains at the moment."

Qin Yao returned the greeting and asked with a smile: "Dare you ask me your surname?"

"I am just a disciple of the Immortal Seat. My name is Qingfeng." Fairy Boy said with a smile.

"It turns out to be Taoist Brother Qingfeng." Qin Yao said with a smile: "I have long heard that there are two outstanding disciples under the Great Immortal Seat. One of them is called Qingfeng and the other is called Mingyue. I didn't expect it to be Taoist Brother Qingfeng who went out to see me. I am deeply honored!"

Qingfeng didn't expect that the other party would praise her face as soon as he came up. Without any psychological preparation, his face turned slightly red: "I don't dare to take it. I don't dare to take it. Among the forty-eight disciples of the master, Ming Yue Nai and I are the last to learn. How about it?" Can you be considered outstanding? Brother Tao shames me!"

Noticing that his title had been changed from Taoist friend to Taoist brother, Qin Yao's smile became even brighter: "What Pindao said is completely sincere. I can even swear to God that the forty-eight disciples of Zhen Yuanzi, the poor Dao only knows the name of Qingfeng Yumingyue, but he doesn't know the names of the others."

Qingfeng was so impressed by him that she actually turned around and made a gesture of invitation: "Brother Taoist, let's talk after we come in."

"Thank you, thank you very much."

Qin Yao didn't know the word polite at all, so he cupped his hands and flew down to the door of the Taoist temple, crossing the door with Qingfeng.

Just by stepping through a door, Qin Yao's pores all over his body opened one after another under the stimulation of the rich immortal energy, and the immortal energy in his body started to circulate automatically.

"What a wonderful spiritual gathering array." He suppressed the desire to devour spiritual energy and praised it sincerely.

Qingfeng and Yourong Yan said quite proudly: "It's hard to say when looking at the three realms, but in this world, my Wuzhuang Temple must be number one in the cave heaven and number one in the blessed land."

Qin Yao took advantage of the situation and said: "It should be like this. If the mountain is not high, there will be immortals. Zhen Yuanzi, the Great Immortal, is the ancestor of the earth immortals. The place where his family lives must be different. However, there is no one else in this view. ?"

Qingfeng nodded: "Forty-seven brothers and sisters have gone with the master to visit friends, leaving me alone to look after the house. By the way, why did the Taoist brother come to see my master?"

Qin Yao did not disclose that he wanted to borrow the book for a look, but only said: "I am here to deliver a letter for my master. He has a handwritten letter and asked me to deliver it to the Great Immortal Zhen Yuanzi in person."

Qingfeng heard the two key information of the handwritten letter and the personal letter, and said: "So that's it... But Master visits friends to discuss Taoism, and his return date is uncertain. Sometimes he returns in three or five days, and sometimes it takes thirty or fifty years. I will arrange a room for you to stay first."

Qin Yao's praise is still very effective.

If he hadn't praised directly at the beginning, even if he reported the name of Bodhi, Qingfeng would not easily invite him to the temple, let alone arrange a room.

This is also the experience Qin Yao has summed up after many reincarnations: being able to speak, being willing to praise others, not being pretentious, and less pretentious can really avoid a lot of trouble.

The kind of destiny protagonist who causes trouble and disputes wherever he goes is too tired to live.

Since then, Qin Yao has lived in Wuzhuang Temple. When Qingfeng cleans, he will take the initiative to help clean.

When Qingfeng talks to him, he will patiently chat with him.

When Qingfeng is practicing, he uses Bodhi seeds as an aid to comprehend the great way of the heavenly book and makes rapid progress.

To be more specific, the Bodhi seed is like a plug-in in the game. When he uses this plug-in, he can comprehend the Heavenly Book at three times the speed, or even more than three times, and the efficiency is soaring.

Qin Yao calculated at the current speed that in about two years at most, he can comprehend the 365 stars in the Heavenly Book and condense the Heavenly Flower, one of the three flowers.

This speed is fierce.

No wonder it is regarded as a quick method by Bodhi Patriarch.

Under normal circumstances, even if the three flowers of heaven, earth and man are geniuses or born with the Tao body, it takes three to five hundred years for each flower to bloom.

Well, Yang Jian and Sun Wukong are not normal, these two are divine fetuses.

Two years passed in the blink of an eye...

Qin Yao did not wait for Zhenyuanzi, the ancestor of earthly immortals, but he completed the Investiture of the Gods with the help of the Bodhi seed.

Countless truths of the Heavenly Book gathered in his soul, and they were ready to move at all times, trying to condense into flowers.

"Brother Dao, are you worried?" That night, Qingfeng walked out of the Sutra Pavilion, but saw Shen Gongbao sitting cross-legged in the courtyard, staring at the sunset in a daze.

Qin Yao woke up from his meditation and silently withdrew his gaze: "I don't have any worries, I'm just thinking about breaking through."

Qingfeng looked happy: "Brother, are you going to break through?"

Qin Yao smiled and said: "Everything is ready, only the east wind is missing."

"Congratulations." Qingfeng smiled: "I wonder which east wind is missing?"

Qin Yao hesitated and said: "Maybe I need to absorb some spiritual energy in Wuzhuang Temple... I wonder if it's difficult for you, brother?"

"Wuzhuang Temple has a spirit gathering formation, which can draw a lot of spiritual energy at any time. What's the problem for me?"

Qingfeng shook his head, a hint of hesitation flashed across his face, and finally made up his mind and said: "Let's go, I'll take you to a place." (End of this chapter)