Prehistoric: Great Master Ling Bao

spirit treasure said with a smile:

"Of course it's just waiting and watching!"

While the spirit treasure, Nuwa and Houtu were talking, Tongtian sat in the Floating Emerald Jade Palace and opened his eyes:

"Fortunately, I have enough apprentices, with the bonus of Qi Luck, I have finally cultivated to the level of Saint's eleventh level. If I learn from the second brother, I don't know when I will be able to improve my level!

After speaking, Tongtian continued to practice and went to realize Heavenly Dao.

And the family's dynasty at this time has almost passed into the hands of Emperor Yi, Emperor Yi called Bi Gan to his side, and said to Bi Gan:

"Prime Minister, haven't you found it yet?"

Bi Gan shook his head:

"My lord, there is no way to find the Holy Land of Human Race and the Academy, and I don't know where it is?"

Di Yi asked Bi Gan:

"Did the inspector of the academy find it?"

Bi Gan nodded:

"I found it, but they didn't bring my ministers to the academy!"

Emperor Yi sighed and said:

"Hey, it's all life!"

Bi Gan said:

"Your Majesty, don't feel inferior. Grand Master Wen Zhong went to look for the elixir. When the Grand Master finds the elixir, Your Majesty's injuries will heal and he will be able to break through!"

Emperor Yi sighed and said:

"Hey, my Human Race won't just decline like this? The Holy Land of Human Race doesn't care about Human Race anymore, what a troubled time!"

Bi Gan counsels:

"Your Majesty, I believe Grand Master Wen Zhong will be able to find the elixir to heal your injury!"

Di Yi shook his head:

"Don't talk about hopes and covet illusory hopes, Prime Minister, I only have three sons, which son do you think can inherit the throne."!"

Bi Gan said:

"This is the matter of the king, and the humble officials don't know it. The three sons of the king are all dragons and phoenixes, and whoever can inherit the lineage is fine!

As long as it is the heir chosen by the king, I will assist you with all my strength!"

Di Yi looked at Bi Gan, then shook his head, and said to Bi Gan:

"Okay, I will test my three sons next to see who can inherit the throne. I feel that my injuries can't be suppressed anymore!"

Bi Gan said:

"Your Majesty, please rest well, I have retired!"

Di Yi nodded wearily, seeing Bi Gan go down, Di Yi began to suppress his injuries.

And Emperor Yi has three sons, namely Wei Ziqi, Wei Zhongyan and Di Xin.

The three sons are both civil and military, but this country is facing internal and external troubles, so Emperor Yi wants to find a successor to continue his Great Shang Dynasty and continue its glory!

On this day, Emperor Yi called the three of them to his side, and asked his three sons:

"My son, my father's injury is very serious now, I don't know if Grand Master Wen Zhong can find the holy medicine for healing this time, if he can't find it, my father's days are numbered.

It doesn't matter if the father dies, but the father can't let us have no great king in the Great Shang. I'm just you three sons. If you inherit the throne after I die, how will you govern?

The three sons all said to Emperor Yi one after another:

"Father, you must not say that. Father, you are a lucky person with a natural appearance. I believe that the grand master will find the holy medicine for healing!"

Di Yi waved his hand:

"Okay, I don't need to say these false words, tell me, if you inherit the throne, what will you do, the boss will tell you first!"

The three of them were taken aback, knowing that if they got it right, the throne would be theirs. To become the king of the Human Race, everyone wanted this honor.

Tiny Qi thought for a while and said:

"Father, if I inherit the throne, I will appease the princes from all walks of life, and then let them guard the frontier.

Marry with the vassals, stabilize the vassals, appoint the virtuous, vigorously develop the power of the Great Shang, finally defeat the dog hair, and unify the Human Race!"

Emperor Yi asked his second son Wei Zhongyan:

"Yan'er, what about you? What do you think?"

Wei Zhongyan thought for a while and said:

"My idea is similar to that of my elder brother. Stabilize the surrounding vassal states, and then restart the academy to let Human Race learn all kinds of knowledge. Now that the Human Race inheritance is cut off, I want to collect all the books.

And encourage the feudal lords to mobilize troops to conquer the horses, and then lead the troops to destroy the dogs, and then develop the people's livelihood!"

Di Yi nodded with a smile, but the disappointment in his eyes flashed, and Di Yi asked Di Xin:

"Di Xin, what about you? What do you think?"

Di Xin stood up and said:

"Father, my eldest brother and my second brother have the opposite opinion. I think that the cancer of our Great Shang is the kingdom of princes. The dog's hair is just a disease of ringworm and scabies. It is harmless and does not pose much threat to my Great Shang.

But the biggest threat to my Great Shang is indeed the vassal states. Now the vast majority of vassal states (Lezhao Hao) are obedient to my Great Shang and do not listen to the announcement, and they don’t even listen to my Great Shang’s decree. If I succeed ,I can.………"

Before Di Xin finished speaking, Di Yi roared angrily:

"Son, shut up! You are presumptuous. The princes have made great contributions to the establishment of my Great Shang. Is this how you treat heroes when you become a great king?"

Seeing that Di Xin was angry, Wei Ziqi and Wei Zhongyan looked at Di Xin gloatingly, knowing that this proud and arrogant third brother was completely out of luck for the throne.

Di Yi yelled at the three of them:

"Go away, I don't want to see you, Di Xin, you kneel outside the ancestral hall, don't get up without my order!"

Di Xin saluted slightly:

"Yes, king!".