Chapter 91: Blame Yu Jing, a fairy enters the business

"But before that, we have to pretend!"

"camouflage?"

Fuxi frowned in confusion.

Yuan Chu's body shape changed from a child into a young boy, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a head full of silver hair, a scarlet sword pattern between his eyebrows, and wearing a luxurious jade-colored Taoist robe.

The heavenly scriptures and Taoist symbols were constantly intertwined around his body, presenting a golden and green divine light, and his divine power was as deep and majestic as a mountain. There was also the sound of sword energy ringing continuously, and the sound of killing was loud. It seemed as if a destructive sword light was brewing in his eyes.

His face looked exactly like that of Taoist Master Yujing!
Yuanchu smiled strangely. Since he wanted to play chess, he naturally had to change into a suitable identity to enter!
Yujing, you will be busy in a few hundred years!

At that time, he will also appear in his own identity Yuanchu, following the will of heaven or going against it. If he doesn't set up the stage for a big drama now, how can he perform it in the future?
He said to Fuxi: "My current identity is the Supreme Treasure Spirit. We are immortals, not gods. Do you remember this clearly?"

"Little God understands!"

"Ok?"

Fuxi quickly changed his words and said, "I understand!"

"Ok!"

Yuanchu then nodded with satisfaction.

.........

The two men descended from the sky, manifesting their holiness and coming directly in front of Cheng Tang.

Yuanchu looked at the soldiers who surrounded them and couldn't help but laugh: "How can these fragile ordinary soldiers cause any harm to me?"

After he finished speaking, a mysterious light flashed, and the weapons pointed at the two gods all turned into decay and flew away like ashes.

However, these armored soldiers and guards were still loyal. Although they knew they were no match for their opponent, they still wanted to throw themselves into a flame and stop Yuan Chu from moving forward.

"Wait a minute!"

Cheng Tang stopped the soldiers and separated the people who were protecting him. He bowed to Yuan Chu with great respect and said, "I am guilty, but I wonder if the great god has come to visit me?"

Cheng Tang could see clearly that one of the visitors was tall and majestic, and the other was as noble as the clouds in the sky. They were definitely not ordinary people. Moreover, the taller man between the two was obviously led by the young man, so he saluted Yun Chu.

It has to be said that as a prince, Cheng Tang had a great ability to read people's expressions.

Yuanchu pretended to be arrogant, frowned slightly, looked at the soldiers around him, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Are we going to talk here?"

"I am sorry for being rude. Please follow me, great gods!"

Cheng Tang apologized, and quickly invited the two men to his house, carefully serving them the most exquisite food, which can be said to be the humble attitude of a mortal.

Yuanchu then smiled with satisfaction, pretending to be mysterious and said: "Shang Hou, there is no need to be so polite. We are immortals, not gods. We do not have the high and mighty rules of gods."

"Xian?"

Cheng Tang's heart was moved, but his expression was still respectful. "I wonder what the difference is between immortals and gods? Can you help me solve this puzzle?"

Yuanchu dipped his finger in some wine, then wrote the word "Xian" on the table and said:
"People live in the mountains, far away from the mundane world. As the name suggests, immortals are people who have achieved enlightenment through cultivation. They are extraordinary people who possess the incredible power of heaven and earth like gods. However, they are different from gods. They are born as gods. This is the biggest difference between the two."

Cheng Tang stroked his chin, thinking about the definition made up by Yuanchu, and looked at Yuanchu with more and more burning eyes. If immortality was achieved through human cultivation, then could he also...

He immediately stood up and asked anxiously, "May I know the names of the two immortals? What important matter has brought you to my place of rule? Please tell me a few things, and I will certainly do my best to help you!"

"Shang Hou can call me the Supreme Lord of Treasure Spirit!"

Yuanchu smiled and said, "I have no other purpose in coming here, I just have a question that I would like Shang Hou to answer!"

"Oh, I don't know what your doubts are. I will definitely tell you everything I know!" Cheng Tang waved his hand and said in a very heroic manner.

I have to say, this person does have some charisma!

"May I ask, does Shang Hou have the courage to become the King of Shang?"

Bang!

As soon as the voice fell, Cheng Tang was frightened for a moment, and his heart was touched. The wine glass in his hand could not help but slip. He waved his hands and refused, "How dare the little marquis have the heart to presumptuous, Your Majesty, please stop joking!"

"Haha, Shang Hou doesn't have to hide it from me!"

Yuanchu said with a smile: "Since I have come here, I want to help you destroy Xia. Now Lugui is tyrannical, licentious and shameless, and he collects taxes without limit.

When building the Qing Palace Yao Terrace, just because Mei Xi liked to listen to the sound of silk tearing, he asked people to find a lot of silk cloth for Mei Xi to tear in order to achieve her satisfaction.

In addition, he also killed the wise minister Guan Longfeng. The collapse of the Xia Dynasty was imminent, and the people cursed: "When will the time come? I will perish with you!"

"He even compared himself to the sun in the sky. This act angered both gods and humans. Many princes also praised him, saying that Shang Hou was a benevolent king.

Shang Jun has been preparing for war for a long time. I am afraid that even if the Lord does not come, Shang Hou will raise an army in a few years, right?"

Cheng Tang was speechless after hearing Yuanchu's words. His little thoughts were exposed in front of Yuanchu. He could only smile bitterly and said, "Your Majesty is so powerful and can see through everything. I do have the idea of ​​raising an army, but I don't know what the will of God is, so I have been hesitant."

Yuanchu smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry, the King of Xia has lost the favor of God. I will also help you in this battle to destroy Xia and send all the immortals to Shang!"

"In that case, thank you very much, Your Excellency!"

"After the war to destroy Xia is over, I am willing to serve you as the national teacher!"

Yuanchu just smiled and said nothing. ………

"God Yuanchu, I don't understand. We only need to punish King Xia. Why do you want to help the Shang Marquis in person?"

After leaving, Fuxi couldn't help but wonder in his heart.

Yuanchu glanced at him without explaining the reason, but instead talked about something else, saying: "Fuxi, your divine eyes can see through the past and present, but it is difficult to see through the human heart. It is said that human hearts are easily changed.

The King of Xia today may be the King of Shang in the future. The affairs of dynasties in the mortal world are like a reincarnation. Now because of the rule of the gods, they still have such rebellious hearts out of caution.

Without the guidance of the gods, what do you think will happen to this mortal world?"

"This... I don't know!"

Fuxi kept a low profile and did not dare to reveal anything he was thinking, for fear that this was another test from Yuanchu.

Yuanchu asked suddenly, "How long has the Xia Dynasty been established?"

"It has been more than four hundred years, and the current Lugui is the fourteenth King of Xia!" Fuxi answered honestly.

"Yes, more than four hundred years!"

"Fuxi, do you believe that without the rule of the gods, the lifespan of the mortal dynasties will become shorter and the succession of dynasties will be faster?"

"Uh, that shouldn't be the case, right?"

Yuanchu shook his head and denied Fuxi's guess: "This will definitely happen. I'm afraid that three hundred years will be a luxury by then!"

"Without the suppression of the gods, the human race has nothing to worry about. There are constant wars both inside and outside the country, and dynasties are constantly changing. When the dynasty prospers, the people suffer, and when the dynasty perishes, the people suffer too!"

"In a sense, the existence of the gods can stabilize the rule of the human dynasty."

Yuanchu sighed, "A few hundred years is too long compared to the short life span of mortals. For ordinary gods, it is also their entire life span.

An ordinary god can live for three hundred years. When one reaches the level of a Saint King, living for more than a thousand years is not a problem and one can sit back and watch the vicissitudes of the world.

The lifespan of a dynasty may seem short, but it is very long for people. However, long means forgetting, and iteration means the reduction of inheritance.

For the Xia kings of that generation, the majesty of God might have been seen only in the records of Juandu. They had never personally experienced the terror of God, so they were so audacious as Lugui was today.

I can even assert that what has happened will happen again, and what has been done will be done again. In the next Shang Dynasty, there will also be a king who will act against the will of heaven!"

Yuanchu knew that the incident of Wu Yi shooting the sky had happened long before Zishou.

This is also a funny thing. Wu Yi, the 28th king of the Shang Dynasty, made a puppet and called it a god. Then he played chess with the puppet and ordered the puppet to move for the god.

In the end, the god lost, so Wu Yi humiliated him by making a bag filled with blood, and shooting it towards the sky at the puppet, calling it "Shooting the Sky"!
It's a pity that Wu Yi was struck to death by lightning in the end. Perhaps in the world of Wu Geng, it was really the punishment from the gods.

In short, Yuanchu was still quite looking forward to the Shang King who would appear hundreds of years later.

“This…little god…little god…!”

Fuxi looked flustered and speechless. As the current high priest of the gods, his power in the realm of space consciousness could see through the past and present, but he had no idea how to refute it, because what Yuanchu said was indeed right.

Yuanchu looked at Fuxi, snorted, and then said: "Mortals always have to pay the price for their ignorance. The lessons of history will always be repeated. This is inevitable. If you don't believe it, we can wait and see!"

Fuxi frowned: "No, I believe it!"

"In the final analysis, it is because our God Clan's rule over mortals is too weak. There are also problems with the division of our God Clan's duties, which are too scattered and loose.

In addition, the God Clan is now rotten, Fuxi, how long do you think the big tree of the God Clan can last?" Yuanchu said meaningfully.

Fuxi was shocked when he heard this, and said quickly: "I dare not say anything about this matter, but I think it will definitely last forever."

"really?"

Yuanchu looked at him deeply.

Then he looked at the vast expanse of Shangdi, and as if he was mumbling to himself, or as if he was deliberately speaking to Fuxi, he said, "The transformation is about to begin!"

Fuxi seemed to be thinking about something. Was the change Yuanchu mentioned about strengthening the control of the gods over mortals?
That's why he personally supported a king to ascend the throne and fabricated the existence of "immortals".

Fuxi could never have imagined Yuanchu's plan, nor could he imagine that Yuanchu had no intention of keeping them, the old gods.

Instead, he wanted to create a new, more perfect race of gods to rule the world.

The fourth generation of gods is rotten to the core. Instead of patching it up and removing its bones and flesh, it is better to use the original dead branches and leaves as fertilizer and plant another one, which will be more luxuriant.

These "chess pieces" are destined to be discarded!

The next step is for all the immortals to enter business!

It’s just that Yuanchu doesn’t have anyone of his own at the moment, and it will take some time before he leaves the world of Under One Person and completely takes back all the gods in the List of Gods.

He frowned and considered: "Should I borrow the Eight Divisions of Heavenly Dragons from this deity first? After all, Zhenwu can borrow five hundred spiritual officials, so why can't I?"

"But if this happens, I'll be in debt again!"

A burning and incomplete divine essence flashed in Yuanchu's hand: "How about you mortgage it to me first?"

(End of this chapter)