Taoist Huang Hu pondered and said: "The Human Emperor wants to use the Eight Emperors to increase his body. Is it rotten to take advantage of the trend?"
Zhao Huaizhong raised the corner of his mouth and said, "That's right. If you attack in the east and attack in the west, you can attack on both sides."
Kong Sheng and Laozi looked at each other. Zhao Huaizhong's words were a pun, but there was another hidden meaning.
He wants to use the momentum caused by the Eight Emperors' unification to hide the impact of the phenomenon caused by decay?
How to hide from Jun Kong during the process will take a lot of effort.
"It will take a few days for me and the emperor's second son to be born. During this period, we must make every effort to eliminate the internal turmoil in the Eight Realms, so that Junkong will think that we are preparing to retreat against the Eight Emperors.
I need all the saints to help me."
Before the secret meeting began, a group of people gathered and retreated into the eight realms, united the Qin army, the various tribes in heaven, and the princes in the underworld, completed a series of arrangements, and made a gesture of cleaning up the eight realms.
Shegong communicates with his own Qi through the shaman, and is fully aware of the changes in the eight realms.
There is no corresponding arrangement under Jun Kong's command, and undercurrents within the Eight Realms are gradually surging.
On the afternoon of early January, outside the study, Zhao Huaizhong reached out and grabbed a ball of white air from the void.
In the white air is a witch demon, with no demonic face, a figure as erratic as a ghost, and fierce energy.
Zhao Huaizhong has captured Wu Jing several times recently, and has been conducting research on this high-end incarnation of the luxury-labor differentiation.
But this time the situation is somewhat the same.
The moment the wizard appeared on camera, his body transformed, revealing the face of Shegong.
"Human Emperor!"
Shegong's face made a high-pitched voice: "You are using the shamans in the eight realms to trace my location and push the power to invade my soul. How brave.
Every time you kill a witch demon, when I retreat to the eight realms, I will absorb one less human being."
Zhao Huaizhong smiled warmly and said: "You sent these witch monsters into the eight realms, did you think that I would eliminate them all?
Or do you think it’s okay to put the witch demons back, and if all the parties in the eight realms want to eliminate them, it’s an offense to you?”
Shegong's face twisted and changed in the white air escaping from the shaman's body: "I will retreat to the Eight Realms today to find you."
“Ask for it and you shall get it.”
Zhao Huaizhong said calmly.
After saying this, he stretched out his hand and wiped it, and the shaman and extravagance behind his eyes disappeared at the same time.
At noon two days ago, in the Qin Palace, the emperor Jiang Ji gave birth to her son successfully.
With two sons on his knees, the emperor's position became more and more stable, which was not good for the stability of the Xiao Qin clan.
Wuying Palace.
Zhao Huaizhong, the old King of Qin, Zhao Ji, and several elders of the Shennong family were all there.
Outside the dormitory, an old lady of the Shennong clan was scattering seven grains of grain seeds on the ground, muttering words. This was the Shennong clan's unique way of praying and offering sacrifices.
The Shennong family added a new child to the ancestors, to the heaven and the earth, and to protect the descendants of the clan.
Jiang Shu was lying on the couch with a slightly pale face. The mother of seven children, without any experience next time, was very calm this time. She took Shennong's secret medicine and was in good spirits.
Mu Xiaojia was also there, and the strange thing was that she was supposed to be pregnant, but with a hand-narrow silver-white jade-inlaid girdle tied around her waist, her waist was still as slender as a willow, and she looked like she was not pregnant at all.
"You used your magic power to create a space in your belly and hide the child?" Lu Lichen whispered.
Mu Yangjing rolled her eyes secretly and did not respond.
Before a moment of silence, Zhao Huaizhong sent an order to inform the Eight Realms that the prince was born and would perform the ceremony of incarnation of the Eight Emperors again on a certain day, a double happiness.
This is a smoke bomb.
roar!
Eight days ago at noon, an ancestral dragon suddenly emerged from the depths of the Qin Palace, baring its teeth and claws, and its deafening dragon roar could be heard in the eight realms!
It's over, I will officially break through to death... Zhao Huaizhong thought to himself.
Chapter completed!