Overgod Ascension

Autumn passes and winter comes.

In the sixth year of peace, in the twelfth lunar month, there was light snow.

"I didn't expect that Dingzhou City could really hold up..."

Chen Shuncheng exhaled a white breath, looked at the still majestic, yet somewhat scarred and dilapidated city wall, and sighed.

Several months have passed since the siege of the city. Xu Chun, the governor of the state, is really tenacious. In addition, Zhang Wenzhen is not a mediocre person, and he has the support of the imperial court's righteousness, and he has managed to hold on until now.

It was freezing cold at this time, so no matter how much we didn't want to, we could only postpone the siege.

"It's just a desperate struggle..."

Chen Jingzong was dressed in military uniform, but there was nothing unusual about him: "Although the imperial court issued an order, look at the surrounding states and counties, who dares to attack me?"

"Moreover, all the seven counties of Dingzhou are in hand. During the autumn harvest, all the taxes from the three counties of Rinan, Zhuwu, and Jiude have gone to my Jiedu Mansion. Is there even a grain of grain in the city? This man eats horses. Chew, especially the soldiers guarding the city, need at least a kilogram of rice a day, as well as wine, meat, medicinal materials, and kerosene... At this time, the city is probably stretched..."

"That's true..."

Chen Shuncheng has always admired his uncle's strategy.

As they talked, the two rode their tall horses to the door of the Xie family's old house.

"General Chen!"

Immediately, a soldier came forward and took the reins: "But do you want to see Lord Jiedushi? Yesterday's plum blossom appreciation feast, Lord Jiedushi was tired and is still grooming. I'm afraid you have to wait for a while..."

"Of course we should wait..."

Chen Jingzong had a good temper, so he and Chen Shuncheng came to the side hall.

"uncle!"

However, Chen Shuncheng came slightly closer and lowered his voice: "Master Jieduzhi is gradually showing signs of pregnancy, and it is estimated that he will give birth in the coming spring... My nephew is thinking, should we capture the city before then, so as to gain good luck? "

"According to my estimation, the city will be conquered around spring time... If you are so happy to have Linzi at this time, it is really your destiny..."

Chen Jingzong looked around, waved his hands first, then flicked his sleeves and robes, and arranged a circle of military protection. As he spoke, his eyes shone with hope.

The prefectures and cities are unified, and Dingzhou is unified. If this child has another son, it will be almost destiny!

The two uncles and nephews relied on their advanced cultivation to talk about secrets as if no one else was watching, but they didn't know that Wu Ming had already heard everything.

Back house, in the master bedroom.

A water mirror appeared in front of Wu Ming, repeating the conversation between Chen Jingzong and Chen Shuncheng in detail, and he could see every subtle expression clearly, as if he was immersed in the scene.

Although Chen Jingzong is a true soldier and has a treasure to protect him, in front of the immortals, his Taoism is still not enough.

He looked at Wu Zhi, who was lazy and with a swollen belly, and joked: "It seems that your subordinates have great hopes for your belly!"

"spit!"

Although Wu Fei is not an ordinary girl, her face turned red when she heard this: "Why do you have the nerve to say such crazy things to me?"

She looked at her belly, her face showing both maternal love and a bit of solemnity, and then she said, "I really hope to give you a son. If he were to come to the world at this time, he would be worth fifty thousand troops!"

Wu Ming was completely speechless when he saw Wu Zhi, who had basically evolved into a political creature and even started plotting against his own children.

"But don't worry, this child will be born smoothly, and... he will have extraordinary qualities!"

Wu Ming's eyes narrowed slightly, and he could immediately see traces of luck gathering in Wu Fei's lower abdomen, and there was even a hint of purple meaning, which was extraordinary.

Wu Pheasant's status was originally only blue and purple at this time. It would be good for the child to be golden and blue when he was born.

However, he still has his biological father, an immortal, who has the legacy of an immortal. Naturally, a hint of purple is as stable as Mount Tai.

"Luck doesn't come out of thin air... A son is more valuable than his mother. If it weren't for Wu Pheasant, even if the son would have the appearance of a real dragon in the future, it would be good to have some red energy at this time, but because Wu Pheasant is almost the lord of a state, To lay the foundation for the king’s destiny, there is a gathering of golden and green luck even before he is born... In the same way, with me guarding you behind and the support of a cave sky, even if the war is unfavorable in the future, there will still be a place to stay, so there is this trace of purple..."

Wu Ming thought silently, his eyes a little bleak: "According to the tradition of this world, there might be some powerful ancient gods who want to take a share of the pie..."

Thinking of the 'vision' of Ji Yi's birth, Taizu Taizu of the Great Zhou Dynasty, a sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"It's just...husband!"

Wu Fei touched his belly and felt a little worried: "Last time you said that the city must be decided early, but now it has to be delayed for nearly a year. Will it cause a change in the situation?"

"One year to go to Zhoucheng is definitely not a long time. It is already very fast..."

In ancient times, besieging a city lasted for decades or decades. This time was nothing at all.

"And... at this moment, at that moment, just don't worry!"

Wu Ming waved his hand.

Wu Pheasant was coveted before because she was a woman, so she was born with some disadvantages and could not be suppressed, and Wu Ming's status as an earthly immortal was also somewhat lacking.

But now, the situation is different!

With the support of an immortal, even if nothing else is needed, the pheasant fighting for the dragon will immediately increase its confidence by 20 to 30%.

The number of tribulations also depends on the personality of the person being robbed.

Just like the same disaster, if it were placed on ordinary people, their families would be destroyed, but if it was placed on Wu Ming, it would not be much heavier than a spider web.

This is the difference in responsibility.

…

Just as Wu Fei felt a little relieved, there were several people in Dingzhou City, on top of the city wall, watching the strength of Nanfeng's army in silence.

These people have different shapes, one of them wears a high crown, has an ancient face, and looks like an old Confucian.

There was another man dressed as a Taoist priest, with a scorched complexion and three long strands of beard falling down, giving off an air of immortality.

The last person was wearing a military uniform, with a long knife on his waist. His face looked like a knife and an axe, and his eyes were gleaming with evil aura. If you get closer, you can smell the smell of a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood.

"Huh?!"

At this time, the man dressed as a Taoist priest looked at it for a long time, but suddenly he was surprised.

"Taoist Master is good at looking at Qi, but I wonder if there will be any gains?"

These people were all envoys from the imperial court who broke through the siege and entered the city, and the connections behind them were inextricably linked, none of them simple.

The Confucian scholar smiled slightly and asked immediately.

"Strange! Strange!"

The Taoist priest made the seal with his hands, calculated again, and then said: "We came here with the imperial edict, and we have great righteousness. The power of this title is so incredible. Almost as soon as we came, we reduced the morale of the opponent's army by several percent. In the first few days, On the same day, the old Taoist looked at the Qi of the Wuzhen, and saw that although the military Qi was like a black tiger, it was loose. This was because the soldiers were besieging the city in winter and wanted to return home... Even though there were a few generals who could barely maintain it, it was not without them. The breakable opportunity is different now!”

"How different?"

The man who looked like a general asked.

Although most of the people in the army did not believe in luck and destiny, he knew that this veteran was very good at fortune-telling. Even though he was ranked among the best in the world, he was even more accurate in fortune-telling.

"The red energy emits in the heart, with a golden color. This is a sign of good fortune!"

The enemy is in good luck, so naturally this side will be in bad luck.

"how so?"

Even the old scholar frowned: "For no reason, why do you have so much energy?"

"This...maybe Wu Zhen is about to give birth to a baby, something special?"

The Taoist priest guessed, and with this sentence, the faces of the Confucian scholars and the generals immediately turned pale and their bodies swayed.

There are many gods and ghosts in this world. When the founding ancestors of past dynasties were born, they all had visions!

Does this Wu Pheasant also have destiny? The answer lies with my son.

"Of course... the secret is hidden. Unless it's a coincidence, how can the veteran know the strength of the real dragon? Therefore, I still can't be sure about what the opponent is like, but..."

The old Taoist shook his head: "The enemy is so powerful that he must also show up in our army. You will know the details by looking at Mr. Zhou Mu..."

Xu Chun, the governor of the state, was a loyal minister of the imperial court. He had been ill and attending to official business since Wu Fei's siege. Only during the few days when these envoys came did he feel a little more energetic.

'This person's popularity is one with the imperial court. If Wu Pheasant's luck is insufficient, his illness can still be maintained and he can linger. If this person's condition worsens, that is...'

The old Taoist turned his eyes and thought silently.

"Report!"

At this moment, under the city wall, a servant hurriedly ran over and whispered a few words in the general's ear.

"What?"

The general exclaimed in surprise, and for a moment, the people around him felt as if they had arrived in the cold winter.

"What happened?"

The old Taoist and the Confucian scholar looked at each other, and a subtle premonition immediately appeared in their minds.

"The news just came... Xu Chun, the state pastor, suddenly vomited blood. I'm afraid he won't survive tonight..."

The general spoke slowly, feeling a chill in every word.

"So awesome!"

At this time, even the old Taoist was a little surprised: "The civil and military forces in this city are all controlled by Master Zhou Mu. If he has some shortcomings, Zhang Wenzhen and others will not be able to convince the crowd... The enemy is still like this, and the city is not far away. Already..."

Compared to the surprise on his face, he was even more surprised in his heart, and looked towards the opposite side.

In the sky above the Wu Pheasant Camp, the black and red energy soared into the sky and turned into the shape of a tiger. Faintly, he seemed to see another hint of purple guardianship.

It's just that this luck was extremely weak. When he rubbed his eyes and looked again, he was gone again.

'Purple! This is terrifying. Personal purple, princes, emperors, and emperors may all have it, but how terrifying are the resources required for the purple of power? If Wuzhen has this, it means... that it is protected by a powerful person? ’

This veteran is not without foundation.

I dared to get involved in this muddy water before, firstly because my sect had a destiny, and secondly because I saw the rise of Wu Fei, and there was no big force to back me up, so I had no fear.

But now that this phase has appeared, the result is even more different.

'Purple... Even among our sect, there is only one ancestor of the Celestial Immortal who has this magical power... Our little support this time, against the Celestial Immortal, is nothing more than an egg against a stone...'

The old man was a smart man and immediately thought of retreating: "Although it is not certain yet, my life is at stake. Dingzhou City is indeed hopeless, so we should leave quickly..."