Jiang Ziya's departure from Chaoge surprised many people.
The gods, ghosts, demons and monsters in the city all looked towards the magnificent temple.
There was a hint of doubt in their eyes.
"Such a crucial figure, with a personality that loves to stir up trouble, actually let him go?"
In a hall somewhere in Chaoge City, representatives from all parties gathered together.
The civil and military officials on the left and right advanced in order.
Huang Feihu, who was ranked after Wen Zhong, looked at Fei Lian, who had moved to the civil service, and said with a smile, "E Lai hasn't been out for the past few days, and my little ones are getting really anxious. What's going on? Is he under house arrest?"
Fei Lian remained silent.
Fei Zhong, who was sitting next to him, pointed at Fei Lian and said, "Is it more than just a confinement?"
"I could hear E Lai's screams even through the courtyard wall!"
"The demon god's education is very strict!"
The last sentence caused all the ministers in the hall to burst into laughter.
"Brother Fei, you are so mean."
Deng Jiugong, the general of Sanshan Pass, burst into laughter: "Who in Chaoge City doesn't know the demon god's family education?"
He pointed at Huang Feihu and said, "Last time, E Lai and his gang of juniors almost roasted the Marshal's mount, the Five-Colored Divine Bull. This time, they simply stopped a disciple of the Great Emperor's family in the street."
"Next time, let's keep trying and see if we can stop all the other saints' disciples."
"I think I heard someone talking about the saint's disciples?"
The door of the hall was slowly pushed open, and a figure with a purple gold gourd hanging from his waist came in.
His hair is black and his skin is as white as jade, smooth and delicate, as if there is not a single flaw; he is tall and straight, with broad shoulders and a slender waist, showing perfect proportions;
His eyebrows are long and thick, slightly raised, revealing a hint of handsomeness and heroism. His eyes are deep and bright, like two stars, revealing a hint of wisdom, as if he can see through people's hearts.
When he stepped into the hall, the golden clouds swirling on the Nine Cloud Crown gradually receded, and the white cranes on the crimson silk clothes flew after the clouds, adding a sense of ethereality.
No matter how you look at it, he is a classically handsome man with excellent demeanor.
"Everyone, I'm not late, am I?" He looked at the civil and military officials in the hall with a smile, his voice slightly low and magnetic.
"Archmage?"
"Lord Bigan!"
Both civil and military officials stood up.
Wen Zhong, who was sitting in the first seat among the military officials, suddenly opened his eyes and wanted to stand up but was pushed back by Bigan.
"sit!"
The gentle voice carried an unquestionable tone.
Bigan said, "Those who come here today are all ministers of the Shang Dynasty. We will deal with the others later."
His words were steady and powerful, calming the restless hearts of many people present.
"yes!"
Wen Zhong and others sat down again.
Bigan came to the first seat among the civil officials, looked around, and a smile appeared on his face.
"Chaoge is still very lively nowadays."
"The wind can come in, the rain can come in, even gods, ghosts, demons and monsters can come in."
Shang Rong stroked his beard and smiled: "Only those who fish cannot enter!"
Upon hearing this, Fei Lian gave a bitter laugh, "It was my son's fault that Jiang Shang unexpectedly left. Now that he's gone, I'm afraid it will be hard for him to stay in Chaoge."
"This is not the demon god's fault."
In the sequence of military officials, the person who ranked after Deng Jiugong was a burly man. This man was none other than Zhang Kui, the defender of Mianchi, who was from the Qilin clan.
Zhang Kui said, "The last life of the Great Shang Dynasty has reached its end, and Jiang Shang is the one who received the mandate from Heaven. From now on, he will need to go to the Primordial Realm to participate in the battle of conferring the gods upon the heavens and the earth."
"It's impossible for him to join our side in the end."
"That's why we decided to give it a try now, when Jiang Shang hasn't even become a Grand Duke yet." Fei Zhong spread his hands, expressing his helplessness: "The Grand Duke, to whom all gods await his command and all evil spirits flee."
"If he were on our side, he would at least be able to bring with him half of the military strategists and war gods."
"Maybe we can defeat Xiqi this time, bringing the Great Shang Dynasty to a perfect end and completing its final journey!"
"You still want to win?" Huang Feihu rolled his eyes. "Brother Fei, how come you are more ferocious than my tiger tribe?"
"Don't you understand our current situation?"
"Xiqi's route is that eight hundred princes rebelled against the Shang Dynasty. Doesn't this situation look familiar to you?"
Fei Zhong looked bewildered, "Does it look familiar?"
Fei Lian, standing beside him, was speechless. He reminded Fei Zhong, "Fei Fox, why are you pretending to be confused at this moment? Haven't you, Qingqiu, organized a group of Daluo Immortals to explore the timeline of the ancient times?"
"Don't tell me you haven't seen all the gods in the world fighting against the Beast King!"
Look at the configuration of Xiqi where all the people are villains, and then look at the contemporary emperor of Chaoge, the future emperor of Shang - Zishou (Jiangchen).
This is clearly a replay of the great catastrophe of ferocious beasts, a grand drama about the gods attacking the unjust.
Upon hearing this, Fei Zhong fell silent.
"It turns out we are the villains!"
Everyone held their foreheads: "You just realized it?"
Aren’t they said that people from Qingqiu are smart and capable?
Why does he seem not very smart when he comes to Fei Zhong?
Is it to make it more consistent with the character?
All the civil and military officials present, including the great master Xuandu who became Bigan, looked at Fei Zhong with inexplicable care.
You Hun patted Fei Zhong's shoulder and said earnestly, "Brother Fei, if you have time, go to the Nuwa Temple to pay your respects. It won't hurt."
Fei Zhong's face darkened.
He didn't understand the other people's eyes, but since they were both from Qingqiu and were both treacherous ministers, how could he not know what You Hun wanted to express?
But because everyone was watching, Fei Zhong couldn't get angry.
"You Hun, just wait for me. We are all foxes from Qingqiu. Why are you pretending to be a nine-tailed fox in front of me?"
One of them is from the Yousu clan of Qingqiu, and the other is from the Tushan clan of Qingqiu. Although they chose the same character, they have never been in harmony with each other.
At this time, there was another fox sitting in the sequence of military officials.
Su Hu of Jizhou looked at Fei Zhong and You Hun who were staring at each other, and he smiled without saying a word.
All foxes in the world are one family.
But who says that there can’t be different voices within a family?
Wen Zhong, who had been silent until then, suddenly said, "Although the situation is critical, we still have a chance of winning, right?"
"There's not only one emperor in Chaoge City!"
As soon as the words fell, the entire hall fell silent, as if all the sounds had been taken away.
yes!
The eight hundred princes rebelled against Shang, which seemed like the gods attacking the Beast King.
But the problem is, we have more than one Beast King!
At this moment, the eyes of civil officials and military generals lit up little by little.
In the end, it was Bigan who answered Wen Zhong's question: "There are many great emperors in Xiqi!"
"Besides, Senior Brother didn't say he would help us!"
Bigan's words hit everyone's heart like a hammer.
It hurts!
Sometimes, the truth is just so hard to accept.
Everyone's eyes dimmed.
I can’t beat them. I can’t beat them at all.
Forget it, stop struggling and just lie down!
The remaining glory of the Shang Empire is enough for them to enjoy a wave of benefits.
At this time, Fei Zhong, who had just caught up with the topic after a long while, sorted out his thoughts.
He suddenly blurted out, "If you don't ask, how do you know the Emperor won't help us?"
“…”
The hall fell into dead silence again.
The dimmed eyes lit up again.
Each one is dazzling.
"Brother Fei, you are so talented!"
The thoughts of those who were stuck in a blind spot became active again.
They looked around happily and asked, "Who should we send, then?"
"Yeah, who should we send?" Fei Zhong sighed and looked around with everyone else.
But as he watched, he found that everyone's eyes were focused on him.
Fei Zhong's mouth twitched: "No, you..."
Fei Lian on the left patted Fei Zhong on the shoulder and said, "Brother Fei, it's time to make a contribution!"
You Hun on the right grabbed Fei Zhong's wrist and said sincerely, "Brother Fei, the future of Qingqiu depends on you, the Tushan lineage!"
Bigan, Wen Zhong, Shang Rong, Huang Feihu and others all said, "Master Fei, the Great Shang Dynasty depends on you."
"You don't want to become a slave of a conquered nation and die under the sword!"
Forced by the situation, Fei Zhong struggled symbolically for a few times and then stopped resisting.
"Okay!"
Everyone smiled with relief.
" But..." Fei Zhong changed the subject and said, "I have a request!"
"who?"
Bigan smiled gently and said, "Master Fei, if you have any requests, the Grand Tutor and I will do our best to satisfy them."
Fei Zhong nodded with satisfaction, his eyes fixed on a fox who was slacking off in the team of generals.
"General Su, I heard that you have a daughter coming soon?"
Snap!
Su Hu's hand froze, and the jade sceptre he used for court fell to the ground.
Immediately, a terrifying murderous intent enveloped the entire hall.
What followed was Su Hu's loud and angry shout!
"Fei Zhong, you old thief, you're courting death!"
The hall was filled with light, and there was chaos and commotion.
…
Xiqi.
When the "loyal ministers and good generals" of the Shang Dynasty were discussing how to deal with Xiqi, Fuxi once again summoned his sons.
"Father!"
All nineteen sons, from seven years old to adults, came.
Fuxi has long since adapted to these sons who go against the will of heaven.
His gaze swept over Bo Yikao, Ji Fa, Ji Dan and others one by one.
Seeing the eyes of the disciples filled with respect and admiration for him, to be honest, Fuxi felt quite happy!
After all, where can you find these great kids?
I wouldn’t trade it for Mingyu!
"I called you here today because I have an important task for you."
Fuxi spoke to his nineteen sons , but his gaze always remained on Ji Dan.
Feeling Fuxi's gaze, Ji Dan's heart tightened.
He bowed and asked, "I wonder what you need from me, Father?"
Fuxi stared at Ji Dan with interest for a long time.
According to his recent observations, this third son has inexplicably acquired a new skill - dream interpretation.
Combined with Jie Yin's three thousand great dreams, Fuxi suspected that he had awakened his innate wisdom.
In other words, the guidance is in place!
But the other party kept it hidden, and Fuxi didn't point it out.
He said meaningfully, "Recently, my father has extended the eight trigrams of the Later Heaven to sixty-four trigrams. These sixty-four trigrams explain the will of heaven, geography, and human affairs."
"However, these hexagrams are still too far-reaching for the people of Xiqi."
"I hope you can compile a scripture based on my hexagrams, so as to enlighten the people of Xiqi and pave a new path for them."
"Compile a scripture based on the hexagram texts?"
The nineteen sons looked at each other in confusion.
The eldest son, Bo Yikao, bowed and said, "Father, please teach me the sixty-four hexagrams of the Later Heaven!"
The other sons were not far behind, and they all said, "We are willing to share our father's worries and work for the well-being of the people of Xiqi."
Fuxi was overjoyed when he heard this: "Great, great, great!"
He turned to look at San Yisheng and asked him to hand over the sixty-four tortoise shells that recorded the post-natal hexagrams to the disciples.
Bo Yikao (Xiye) looked at it with a smile on his face.
Jifa (Taiyi) looked at it and nodded silently.
Ji Xian (Haotian) looked at it and shook his head.
Ji Dan (Jie Yin)'s eyes lit up when he saw it.
Ji Xie, Ji Du, Ji Zhenduo...
Fuxi silently took in the expressions of his disciples one by one.
"Hey, they're all hiding pretty well!"
With these "good sons", why worry about Xiqi's prosperity?
…
After Ji Chang issued the task, the various philosophers took on part of the writing work of the "Book of Changes" according to their respective abilities.
Yes, the task that Fuxi gave to his good sons was to perfect the "Book of Changes"!
He has nineteen sons, and the least powerful one in his previous life has achieved great success. How could he, Fu, ignore such a good labor force?
Besides, isn’t it natural for a father to tell his son what to do?
"My dear, who do you think can finish this task first?"
Fuxi turned his head to look at San Yisheng beside him, but what was reflected in his eyes was another shadow - it was a white Chilong.
"Maybe King Wu or Yuan Sheng will complete it first." San Yisheng smiled awkwardly.
Fuxi did not comment, he just warned: "Go less in the future."
“You think you’ve seen the answer in advance, but that answer may not be true.”
San Yisheng nodded: "I understand!"
But he didn't hear much in his heart.
After all, others may be wrong, so how could King Wu and Yuan Sheng be wrong?
…
The other side.
Not long after Ji Fa left, he found Ji Dan.
"Fourth brother, this is something you're best at."
"Come, help me write this one too."
Ji Fa handed the hexagram he was assigned to Ji Dan, then sat down opposite him.
Ji Dan's face turned bitter, "No, second brother, you should do it yourself, I still have a lot!"
He pointed to the table on the right, which was piled with tortoise shells.
"These were sent by Xiaojiu and the others."
Jifa looked at it and didn't take it seriously: "It's okay, one more for me is not too much."
Ji Dan was helpless: "Second brother, I'm only twelve years old!"
"Do you have the heart to enslave your own brother like this?"
Jifa looked at him and smiled, "Can't you interpret dreams? Why not ask more questions in your dreams?"
"I don't believe there is any problem that Zhou Gong can't solve in a dream."
Ji Dan's expression changed again and again at a speed visible to the naked eye.
He put down the tortoise shell in his hand and looked at Ji Fa with a gloomy gaze: "When did Second Brother awaken?"
Ji Fa smiled and said, "On the day when our 'good father' comprehended the Eight Trigrams of the Later Heaven."
As he spoke, he spread out his right hand.
A mist of fairy air filled the air, and a golden bell appeared in Jifa's palm.
"I see."
Ji Dan took a look and realized that this was not the Chaos Clock, but the "alarm clock" that Taiyi arranged for his reincarnation.
When the time comes, you will be awakened.
Avoid accidents.
But Taiyi didn't expect that this accident would still happen...
Ji Fa and Ji Dan looked at each other and suddenly felt a sense of sympathy.
"well!"
How careless!
Fuxi got such a big advantage, if there is no trick, even ghosts will not believe it!