The Lord of Reincarnation

Great Saturday fifteen years.

The court navy was defeated, and three generations of emperors died in front of the battle.

The prime minister secretly did not mourn, and presided over the retreat of the army.

Unexpectedly, the news leaked, and he was pursued by King Shun, and the loss of food and forage was incalculable. In the end, only 100,000 people were able to return to the 180,000 capital camps.

In the capital, because there was no edict, the two kings of Qin and Yan started a fierce battle for the throne.

The imperial court is weak, and at this moment, it is clearly seen in the eyes of the world.

Da Zhou could only barely control the north of the Tianhe River, and the south suddenly gathered together.

The sixty-sixth year of the Great Zhou Calendar.

Wang Shun officially sacrificed to the sky and proclaimed himself emperor, enshrined the white ape as auspicious auspiciousness, and enjoyed national sacrifices.

sixty-seven years.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ning Bo Reward rose up under the banner of 'protecting the border and the people', and received funding from all parties. He mastered most of the military power in Lingzhou, and actually became a vassal town. He sent people to actively contact the imperial court, hoping to obtain the canonization.

...

Qingling Mountain.

Fang Xian woke up, smiled slightly, walked out of the cave, and asked the boy outside: "How long have I slept this time?"

"Reporting to Dao Master, it has been a year."

A Taoist boy with bright eyes and white teeth said enviously.

It was the first time he saw an immortal who could sleep for a year without eating or drinking.

"Ha ha!"

Fang Xian touched Daotong's head: "Let Tong Zhezi and Baoshizi come to see me."

He slept for a year, and most of them turned into a white ape demon saint and presided over the affairs of the demon clan.

It didn't take long, within a vigil.

Fang Xian sat cross-legged and accepted the apprentice's greetings.

"You said... someone from the Great Zhou court?"

He didn't lift his eyelids,

asked lightly.

"Yes, I've waited for more than a month, and I won't give up until I see the master..." Bo Shizi replied.

"It doesn't seem to be here to ask for guilt, but to intercede." Fang Xian smiled: "The northern court has already decided the outcome?"

"Exactly... King Qin and King Yan suffered from both losses, and in the end they were taken advantage of by King Gui. Now that he has ascended the throne as emperor, it will be difficult to change Yuan..."

Tonghezi said: "King Gui does not show off the mountains or waters, but secretly subdued some of the forces of the King of Jin back then. Sitting on the mountain to watch the tigers fight, he really won the essence of the strategy. Now that the north has been rectified by him, at least he can barely maintain it. now..."

"Let the messenger come in."

Fang Xian twisted a strand of hair and already knew who the messenger was.

It didn't take long for Zhou Bu'er to come in and give a big salute: "Welcome to Daoist Zhou Buer! Many thanks to Daoist for the gift of that year!"

At this time, not only did he succeed in supporting the dragon, but because he was involved in many tribulations, there was a lot of spiritual energy to supplement the bead, and his Taoism was advancing by leaps and bounds.

"It is also your blessing that you can seize this opportunity."

Fang Xian smiled and said, "Why did the new emperor send you here?"

"Daoist may wish to take a look at the two gifts first!"

Zhou Buer bowed again, then got up and took out an imperial decree: "The imperial court wishes to canonize Ning Bo as the Grand Governor of Lingzhou to take charge of the military, government and civil affairs..."

This is what makes it de facto separate.

But the court also has no way to do it, and it is beyond the reach of the whip.

If Ning Bo didn't confer the canonization, if Ning Bo rewarded himself for pulling the flag and doing it alone, then the last fig leaf of the imperial court in the south would be gone.

Of course, at this time, Ning Bo rewarded himself that his foundation was too shallow, and he also needed to rely on the tiger skin of the imperial court, which was barely considered mutual benefit.

"Oh, what else?"

Seeing this, Fang Xian's face didn't move.

Seeing this, Zhou Buer sighed inwardly and took out another scroll.

This scroll is made of topaz. Before it is unfolded, there is a buzzing sound, which is obviously not a mortal thing.

Zhou Bu'er raised the scroll with both hands: "This is the relic of the Holy King - the pattern of the Bafang Jue Xian Formation! Dao Master thinks that the sincerity of this thing is enough?"

Fang Xian nodded, Tong Zhezi took a step forward and took over the scroll. He felt suppressed, and his heart was stunned. He couldn't help but secretly said: 'If it is the relic of the holy king, this is the last heritage of the royal family. The emperor is like this. Has Fang Xiandao surrendered? ’

This kind of enlightenment almost made him feel like he was in a dream.

Taoists have always been weak to the court, but now they have finally turned around.

"Haha... Barely count you through."

Fang Xian shook his head and laughed.

If it was back then, when the Great Zhou was dominating the world and the dragon energy was sufficient, in the imperial city, it might still be a little troublesome to face the Eight-Party Immortal Array.

But then the world split, and the Dragon Qi of Da Zhou was weakened by at least half, and the power of this formation was greatly reduced, but it was nothing.

But in any case, the new emperor is willing to do this, and there is still sincerity.

Zhou Bu'er breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: "Answering the king to join the demon clan, and being tolerated by the human clan, is simply a traitor... Lingzhou is the only southern important town in the imperial court, and it must be a thorn in the other side's eyes, a thorn in the flesh... and the imperial court's lips and teeth depend on each other. Let's join forces!"

"It's all said and done, but I just want to deal with the demon clan."

Boulder sneered.

Zhou Buer is not embarrassed to be seen through his mind, after all, this is the last straw.

Da Zhou is about to die, what is his face?

"However, I promise."

When he was in a hurry, he suddenly heard Fang Xian's voice.

Zhou Bu'er raised his head suddenly, with a surprised expression on his face: "The Taoist word is worth a thousand words, on behalf of the new emperor, I would like to thank the Taoist Lord!"

"Well, this world belongs to my human race after all. I don't interfere with the change of the court, but the destiny of the human race has to be maintained."

Fang Xian waved his hand and asked the disciples to send Zhou Bu'er away, secretly pondering.

Everything is still as he thought at the beginning, a dominant family has no vitality.

The alchemist and the demon clan must love each other and kill each other to last a long time.

Before, the Great Zhou Emperor was not very obedient, so he changed it.

Now, it's just right.

The two sides divided the river and ruled, and Da Zhou occupied the north, with the help of alchemists.

Wang Shun occupied the south and relied on the demon clan.

Maybe in the future, Wang Shun will be destroyed, but the latter will definitely be supported by the demon clan, and the same is true of Da Zhou.

Two extraordinary forces support the spokesperson of the world, and the balance of power between the two dynasties of the North and the South will probably last for a long time.

After all, there is still him, the holder, who can help balance.

'When things have reached this point, the inheritance of our immortal way is completely determined, and no one can take it away...'

After all, no matter the alchemist or the monster clan, they are all calamities of cultivation.

Moreover, they will gradually discover that only by constantly creating robbery can they make progress together.

Maybe in the end, there will be some unspeakable tacit understanding to jointly maintain this situation.

'As long as the situation is completely stabilized, I can start reincarnation and leave... After all, this world is too weak, too weak... There is not much background. ’

Even if Fang Xian studied the treasures of holy kings, ancient immortals, etc., he still felt that the level of this world was too low.

He yearns for a higher world, obtains more information, and enriches his background, thus deducing the path after the alchemist.

At the same time, leaving this world is also convenient for future harvesting.

'Thinking about it, I already have two worlds in the back garden, um... I don't know how to deal with the new and strange invasion of the secret institutions in that world... How is my salted egg apprentice...'