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Chapter 7 The calamity is approaching, Xiqi people's hearts

Kunlun Mountain is an ancient immortal mountain, and it gave birth to the Three Pure Land. Now it is the Yuanshizun Taoist temple, where the Ancient Sect is located.

In Kunlun Palace, an old Taoist slowly opened his eyes and calculated with his fingers, his eyes shining brightly.

"It is time for me to resolve the killing disaster in the Ansect. The third brother sat down and had no different teachings. There are many people with shallow immortal relationships. Why not just lead the killing disaster in this place and let the disciples of the Jie Sect respond to this killing disaster."

Summon the boy and call Jiang Ziya for him.

There are not many disciples of Yuanshizun, with twelve of them, and each of them has the cultivation level of Golden Immortals. Hundreds of years ago, even though he had the killing disaster of the Ancestral Sect, he specially recruited two disciples, all of whom had the appearance of flying bears, and was suitable for presiding on the killing disaster.

However, among the two, Shen Gongbao is sinister, jealous, unwilling tolerate, not calm enough, and not suitable to preside over this killing disaster.

However, Jiang Ziya has a calm personality and is quite talented in following the dragon, so Yuan Shizun decided to hand over the killing to Jiang Ziya for the presidency.

Soon, Jiang Ziya came to Kunlun Hall.

"Disciple Jiang Shang, pay homage to Master." Jiang Ziya bowed respectfully.

"Yeah." Nodded, Yuan Shizun continued, "Chi'er, you have been practicing for eighty years on the mountain, and your cultivation has reached the Xuanxian Realm. However, your fortune is not in Kunlun Mountain. I will teach you the military formation today. You can learn it and go down the mountain. In the land of the nine states of the human race, there will be an important task to you. Can you find the supreme fortune for me, do you understand?"

"Yes, Master, Jiang Shang must do his best to find good fortune for me, but I don't know what good fortune is?" Jiang Shang was puzzled. Why did he order a Xuanxian to seek it?

"As the time comes, you will know." Yuan Shizun shook his head slightly, pinched a spell, and two volumes of books suddenly appeared in front of Jiang Ziya.

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There are thirty-six levels, and the emperor lives on it.

The emperor is God Hao. Although he has been enthroned by the Taoist ancestor, no one can use it. He cannot mobilize the immortals in the prehistoric world, especially the disciples of the three religions, who occupy the saints as their teachers, and he is not false to Hao at all.

"Hmph, I hate those twelve golden immortals who did not listen to this emperor's dispatch. Now I ask for a book from the Taoist ancestor to write a list of gods. I will definitely put you on this list of gods in this catastrophe and let you wait for the control of this emperor." A sharp look flashed in Hao's eyes. He hated these children of the great sect, holding his own identities, and even looked down on himself as a Taoist boy.

But he didn't know that a huge conspiracy had already been shrouded in him, and the end of the destiny was also the time when his destiny was dispersed.

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Shouyang Mountain.

I frowned and calculated with my fingers. After a while, I stretched out and sighed: "Oh, again, the disaster is coming. This disaster is actually about to be with my three religions. There is only one disciple in my religion, so I cannot break the teachings."

Thinking of this, I frowned again with my relaxed brows, and even the body of a saint could not be stopped by the earthly disaster.

"Well, let's accept some registered disciples and send them to the List of Gods, which can be regarded as giving them the opportunity to become immortals. In addition, there are some great powers of the Lich clans who are not obeying the discipline, so let them on the List of Gods."

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Penglai Fairy Island is much more lively than Kunlun Mountain and Shouyang Mountain. After all, the leader of the Tongcai once said that anyone with spirit can be taught. If you name Jie Sect, it is not faithful, and it will intercept the chance of escaping for sentient beings.

However, Master Tong is also the most powerful among the saints. He has the first hand Zhuxian formation, which cannot be defeated by the four saints. He has also learned the supreme formation and the Ten Thousand Immortals Formation, which is even more powerful than Zhuxian Formation.

But for some reason, the leader of the Tong Sect was pounding his eyelids and his mind was upset.

"Is something happened?" After counting his fingers, he calculated that the number of catastrophes was coming: "I didn't expect that this number of catastrophes should be in my three religions. It's okay. I have many disciples in the sect, and there are many great supernatural powers. I ordered them to help each other and they can successfully overcome the number of catastrophes."

Immediately, the leader of Tong closed his eyes and realized the Tao. He was very determined. Unfortunately, although Tong was strong, he could not imagine that his brother would deliberately plot against him.

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Daji followed Bo Yikao to Xiqi, but he didn't expect the people to see him and pay their respects to him. The eldest son of Xiqi's hearts actually surpassed the Marquis of Xibo, who was the leader of the eight hundred princes. This is really a strange story.

He secretly glanced at Ji Chang through the curtain, but found that his future father-in-law was not at all unhappy, but only had a look of pride on his face, as if he was the one who was loved by the people.

"I have always heard that the Marquis of Xibo love the people as much as my son, and are deeply loved by the people. Why did I find that you, the eldest son of Xiqi, are the most loved by the people, and your prestige is beyond the Marquis of Xibo?" Daji turned his pretty face and opened the curtain in confusion and asked.

Bo Yikao smiled slightly and said, "If you are dedicated to the people, you will naturally be recognized by the people." But he said in his heart: "A joke, I have brought many methods from later generations to benefit the people and themselves. Even a pig should win the hearts of the people."

Bo Yikao advised his father at the age of five, revising the laws and reforming the government. If it were not for the Shang Dynasty, Xiqi would be a little stronger now, and the people would live and work more peacefully.

Although his eldest son was shocked by Ji Chang, he followed Bo Yikao's words and reformed the government and enfeoffed the land under the permission of Shang Tang's law. However, he claimed that it was his own idea. Shang Tang could not know that Ruci's son already had such a means.

But in the end, there was a rumor. The people knew that the one who really thought about the people was the eldest son Bo Yikao, which was why this happened.

But Xiqi Ziming is not a fool. The Shang Dynasty was unjust, so they did not want such a virtuous lord to be persecuted. No one could have heard of Bo Yikao. No one talked about it. It was just Ji Chang's merit. Therefore, people in the world always asked Xibo Hou to love the people as much as his son, but they didn't know Bo Yikao.

Daji curled his lips. Bo Yikao's answer was really perfunctory. His father Su Hu was also devoted to serving the people, but he never had such prestige in Jizhou City.

Bo Yikao didn't answer, and Daji didn't ask too much. He put down the curtain and sat in the carriage with peace of mind. Anyway, he was the princess of Xiqi, but he was afraid that he would not be able to find out the news here.

At the Xibo Marquis' Mansion, Ji Fa received the news that he had already led his disciples to greet him outside the door.

Ji Fa was already seventeen or eighteen years old, only one or two years older than Bo Yikao. He was also a handsome man, and he was not much more willing than Bo Yikao.

"Father, brother." Seeing the two of them return, Ji Fa immediately came forward happily.

"Well, can you prepare well?" Ji Chang nodded, extremely satisfied. Although his second son is not as magical as the eldest son, he is also a rare talent and is deeply loved by him. As for other descendants who are mediocre, if Bo Yikaoqiang had not been dragged to them to study martial arts by himself, Ji Chang would have ignored them directly.

"You are a father, everything is ready, just waiting for your elder brother." Ji Fa's face was filled with a bright smile. He looked at the carriage beside Bo Yikao, and he was very happy. He knew that his future sister-in-law was sitting in the carriage. He often heard that his future sister-in-law was very beautiful. If he was nine daughters, he would not be able to see him at all. He was very curious.
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