Universal Creation: I Added An Auction Group

"Did you know that saints are going to participate in this calamity personally!?"

Seeing Wen Zhong was somewhat incomprehensible.

Chen Mang asked.

"How come!?"

Wen Zhong's body trembled violently.

"A sage cannot deduce the secrets of the future!"

"That is to say, no one knows the future situation, the saint has become blind, and everything is beyond control!"

"Now, we naturally want to take advantage of the heyday of the human race to hold all power, especially military power!"

"In case the time comes, the ambitious princes take advantage of the chaos and light the fire.

"Once the sage intervenes, believe me, the princes who hold military power will turn against each other at any time!"

Chen Mang explained.

Wen Zhong's face became more and more ugly.

In the Battle of the Conferred Gods, he only got some gossip.

He has no way of knowing the real core, let alone the upgraded Conferred God Tribulation.

For a moment, he felt that Chao Ge was like a crumbling boat in the midst of a storm, besieged on all sides.

"Destroy seventy-two rebellious princes, seize military power, Beihai.

"It seems that the troops are scattered, but in fact we 17 can establish a watch front. Once one side is attacked, we can rush to support each other, and even pinch and contain the enemy!"

"In addition, you sit in the North Sea, you can suppress the Sea Clan and the North Sea Dragon Clan!"

"The four seas are not under our control, but belong to the Heavenly Court!"

Chen Mang continued to add.

"But in this way, I'm afraid we don't have enough troops!"

"Especially Chaoge, the elite army has already been transferred by me..."

Wen Zhong's face became more and more serious.

He really didn't expect that the Shang Dynasty is so precarious today.

Also, the saint must support Haotian, destroy the emperor, and create the emperor!

In the future, the human race will be in a terrible storm.

"You have an ordinary heart. I will personally train under General Huang Feihu's command."

Chen Mang said with a smile, calm and composed, without any panic.

"Since this is the case, the old minister vows to complete the tasks assigned by His Majesty to the death!"

Wen Zhong took a deep breath and said solemnly.

Next, he only hurt the killer.

"Thanks a lot!"

Chen Mang nodded.

"This is the old minister's responsibility."

"However, Your Majesty, our Chaoge's luck has skyrocketed, and the number of Qi has increased. Next, someone will not be able to resist destroying our Human Race's luck!"

"The best way is definitely to make everyone in the world resent and anger, and let the people renounce us and then leave morality."

"Or chaos will erupt everywhere!"

"Always, in order to weaken our strength, our big merchants will definitely have natural disasters and man-made disasters!"

"The old minister is no longer in the court, I am afraid that he will be unable to share his worries with His Majesty."

Wen Zhong took a deep breath and said very sadly.

"It doesn't matter, the soldiers come to block the water and cover them with soil.

Chen Mang said calmly.

He also thought of what Wen Zhong said.

The saints want to continue to promote the battle of the gods.

Next, Yuanshi Tianzun and Emperor Haotian must do two things.

First, send Jiang Ziya and even other strong men to Xiqi to train Xiqi's army, develop Xiqi's economy, and assist the emperor to strengthen the power of Dazhou.

The second is to bring down natural and man-made disasters and weaken Chaoge's vitality.

Only when these two things are done well can the real battle of the Conferred Gods begin.

"Your Majesty must have a perfect plan, and the old minister will go and punish the seventy-two rebel princes!"

Seeing that Chen Mang is so confident, everything is under his control.

Wen Zhong was relieved a lot, and then he said goodbye and left.

"army?"

"Shang Zhou really has no shortage.

"With so many slave populations, I just need to announce that anyone who joins the army will be exempted from being a slave and be a free man. At that time, I am afraid that all the slaves will want to rush directly to the battlefield and fight the enemy bravely."

Chen Mang murmured softly.

The slave army sounds extremely miscellaneous.

However, once in Chen Mang's hands, they will turn into a terrifying army in a short time!

"My god, is the battle of the Conferred Gods really that dangerous? Is the water that deep?"

The nine-tailed vixen and the others heard the entire conversation between Chen Mang and Wen Zhong, and couldn't help feeling a little panic in their hearts.

"Three little monsters. They are not even real immortals. They dare to take the lead, are willing to be the pioneers, willing to be the first birds. I'm afraid you really don't want to die."

Chen Mang smiled coldly.

Anyway, in the original book, not only did they not get a good death, but they also bore all the infamy.

They are nothing but the banners of the saints.

In fact, no one in the world is the banner of a saint.

It's just that there is only one more chess player, him.

Or, he is the real master of chess.

"Thank you God for taking care of me and resolving my doubts."

The nine-tailed fox fairy quickly thanked her.

"Taishang Tianzun, the Emperor's fortune has suddenly increased, what is his intention?"

"What should I do?"

Above the heavenly court, Haotian humbly asked Lao Tzu, the head of the Sanqing, for advice.

He is really uncomfortable.

He is the emperor of heaven, he should be in charge of the three realms, respected by humans, ghosts and gods, and worshiped by demons.

But, in fact, he is just superficial.

The reality is that the strong in the world don't even bother to talk to him.

Especially the orthodoxy headed by the three major religions.

This makes him unavailable, like a puppet.

After finally begging Taoist ancestors, he carried out Fengshen.

Seeing a bright future, the future is bright.

However, Renhuang's luck has skyrocketed, with an inexhaustible trend, the secrets of heaven have been deceived, and the future of 153 has become more and more unknown.

It made him extremely uncomfortable.

"The Emperor's luck suddenly skyrocketed, it must be God's will!"

"The so-called extremes must be reversed, and the human emperor may be a sign of returning to the light, a sign of extreme decline!"

"Of course, it's also possible that your majesty and the emperor still have a desperate fight..."

Lao Tzu said calmly.

Of course, this is just his avatar,

"When the luck of the human race is booming, if you start a war rashly, it will not only be difficult to capture, but also more likely to be backlashed by the heavens and the earth, which will weaken your luck.

Lao Tzu added.

"What should I do?"

Haotian humbly asked for advice.

"Naturally, it is to cut down the luck of the emperor, and at the same time select the emperor and cultivate the emperor. The emperor is also a human race, and his value is determined by heaven. If he inherits the sky, he must be the one with great luck. Once he has the power, he will be able to transfer people's true luck. .”

After pondering for a while, I said calmly.

"Thank you for your advice!"

Haotian was extremely humble, and then shouted to the left and right: "Order the Dragon King of the Four Seas to meet me in the heavenly court!"

"What does Your Majesty want?"

Lao Tzu asked.

"The luck of Chaoge is the destiny of the country, the prosperity of the country and the prosperity of the people will lead to the prosperity of the country, otherwise it will fail!"

"I want to order the Dragon King of the Four Seas to rain water for the great merchants every year!"

Haotian said slowly.

There was a ruthless flash in his eyes. .