Fengshen Wendaoxing

Facing Di Xin's gaze, Lu Chuan sighed softly.

"Nuwa... Your Majesty!"

Di Xin turned around quickly, with a look of surprise on his face: "Who are you talking about?"

Lu Chuan repeated and confirmed: "Nuwa Empress!"

Di Xin's figure was shocked, as if he had been stunned by an invisible thunderbolt from the clear sky, and he froze in place.

Lu Chuan sighed: "Empress Nuwa has a magic weapon called gathering demon banners, which can gather all monsters in the world. I think the king's queen empress knows this very well."

Di Xin was stunned like a wooden chicken, muttering: "Why did she do this?"

He had previously suspected that this evil disaster only occurred in Yao Dashang territory, but it had no effect on other princes' territories, so there might be someone behind the scenes!

Therefore, while sending Wen Zhong to suppress the demon disaster, he looked forward to Lu Chuan and Shen Gongbao, the master and apprentice, coming back to see if there was any countermeasure.

Unexpectedly, Lu Chuan brought such news.

Why do you do this, don't you have a clue?

The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth twitched, but the words were still too vulgar and unrefined to say directly.

After thinking about it and choosing his words, Lord Lu said cautiously, "Why did Empress Nuwa do this? Don't you have a little bit in your mind..."

"A little what?"

Lu Chuan said: "That's what happened back then!"

"then……"

Di Xin pondered seriously and recalled.

Lu Chuan smiled wryly and said, "Back then, the Great King Nuwa Temple offered incense and wrote a poem in the temple, isn't that right?"

Di Xin said: "That's right, the statue of Nuwa Empress is dignified and holy, so why not write a special poem to praise it?"

What's wrong?

Lu Chuan was powerless to refute: "This is a kind of blasphemy. Empress Nuwa is an innate god with a noble status. That time the king wrote a poem to blaspheme the saint..."

"Are the words of Gu's admiration and praise also blasphemy?"

"Cough!" Lu Chuan choked.

You want to marry someone back to the palace to serve you in the last sentence, isn't that fucking blasphemy?

Sorry, gaffe, we are civilized people.

But the first few sentences of yours are compliments, and the last sentence is slightly teasing, isn't the point of your words blasphemy?

You are the king of people, there is no problem in flirting with women, ghosts, witches, witches, or even fairies.

Goddesses are not impossible, but can't you choose a lower difficulty to conquer?

Like Yang Jian's father, and his Master Lu, aren't they all models of success in the end?

But Empress Nuwa is such a great god, even if she indulges a true god who dare not have evil thoughts after seeing her, you actually...

fat!

Di Xin sighed, "It turned out that she did all of this."

"Anyway, Your Majesty has offended Empress Nuwa, this time it is Empress who manifested her holiness and cast down a calamity to kill my great merchant."

Lu Chuan said: "When the king went to the Nuwa Palace that time, fortunately, the empress was not at home, but went to the Huoyun Palace to pay homage to the Three Sage Emperors, otherwise..."

At the end, Lu Chuan gave Di Xin a meaningful look.

Di Xin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he felt a chill behind his back.

Lu Chuan continued: "Last time, I went to Huoyun Palace and begged the three holy emperors to come forward to intercede with the empress. For the sake of the common people in the world, let us go."

Di Xin was silent for a moment: "The result?"

Lu Chuan was also silent for a long time this time: "The empress said that Da Shang can be let go, but there is a premise..."

Speaking of this, Lu Chuan didn't know how to say it.

"It seems that this matter still needs to be resolved alone." Di Xin laughed.

"The trouble should end it!"

Lu Chuan said silently: "Nonghuang and Sanhuang mean that this matter is for the king to choose."

Di Xin said: "Gu, I got it, Lu Qing, you have worked hard these days."

At the end, he gave Lu Chuan a smile.

"It's really hard work!"

Lu Chuan nodded, running around on business trips, the boss will only talk to you about your dreams and care, and never see any actual actions.

Di Xin's smile froze, he gave a dry cough, and looked up at the boundless night sky.

After a long time, Di Xin turned around and entered the palace: "Get ready, tomorrow I will go to Nuwa Palace with Gu to offer incense!"

Lu Chuan was startled and said cautiously, "My lord, are we the only ones going?"

"All civil and military officials are going!"

Di Xin turned around and entered the hall with a tall figure.

"It's not just the two of us." Master Lu breathed a sigh of relief.

Otherwise, even if they pull him to find Nuwa, the two of them will definitely not be Nuwa's opponents.

If Di Xin only took him there, there are only two purposes, one is to collect his body, and the other is to bury him with him!

After Lu Chuan was relieved, he stayed for a while.

Just as he was about to turn around and enter the hall, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

In the dark shadow beside him, a cold light passed by and cut towards him.

Ding!

The corner of Lu Chuan's mouth twitched, and he flicked his fingers in that direction without looking at it. There was a sound of metal and iron clanging, and a long sword fell to the ground with a bang.

A figure stepped out of the darkness while clutching his bleeding right hand.

"Meet the princess!"

Lu Chuan nodded perfunctorily.

Ask him to salute a little girl. He, Lu, has never seen such an arrogant student in his previous life.

The one who came out was Di Xin's daughter, Le, that cold little girl.

Zi Le said coldly: "Teacher, does it take you three or five years to think about something?"

Lu Chuan just flicked it lightly, but the force from the sword had already opened her jaws.

But this also made her more sure that Lu Chuan's ability was fine.

"Uh..." Lu Chuan suddenly remembered something. It seemed that before the negotiation in heaven, he said that he had to think about it before passing on her true skills.

How long has it been since this trip, no wonder the little girl is in a hurry.

"Not bad, I will accept you as a disciple, and I will sit down and teach you the method of entry and the method of breathing." Lu Chuan said lightly.

Zi Le sat cross-legged on the ground.

Lu Chuan said: "Listen well, there are three treasures in the human body, which are the essence, energy and spirit, so this practice is divided into four realms, for refining essence and refining qi..."

He accepted an apprentice is Huang Tianxiang.

But that was a genius who was born to practice martial arts, and this princess had an excellent foundation in cultivation, which made him jealous.

"If I want to kill a thousand-year-old evildoer, what strength and how long will it take?" Zi Le raised his head and asked after finally listening.

"The millennium demon?"

Lu Chuan was startled, and stared at Zile in amazement, his deep eyes seemed to penetrate her heart.

Knowing that he had made a slip of the tongue, Zi Le quickly lowered his head, not daring to look directly into Lu Chuan's eyes.

Lu Chuan said: "If you want to kill a monster with a thousand years of Taoism, you must have the strength of the Dao realm. Your roots are good, and you can do it with more than 50 years of skill."

"Fifty years?"

Zi Le looked surprised: "How long have you used it?"

Lu Chuan smiled slightly: "A natural genius like your master must have less time, um... maybe less than twenty years."

Zi Le's expression was cloudy and uncertain.

Lu Chuan said: "Okay, the master will lead the door, and the next practice is up to the individual, and I will explain everything that needs to be said. Next, you can practice and comprehend by yourself. If you don't understand, you can come to find a teacher and ask."

Zi Le got up and gave a salute, then turned and left.

"Who is this girl?"

Lu Chuan was a little confused. Her hatred for the demon seemed to have penetrated deep into her bones, so she kept pestering him to learn how to kill the demon.

"Wait, it can't be...but it shouldn't make sense!"

Lu Chuan thought of a possibility, but shook his head, feeling that it didn't make sense at all.

In the middle of the night, after the banquet, Di Xin sat alone in the empty Longde Hall, brightly lit.

"Going alone, fortune and misfortune are unpredictable, Wu Geng is young, and the nobles are powerful, I am afraid that he will not be able to control the court!"

Di Xin's expression was uncertain, there was a scroll in front of him with many names written on it, the two leading ones were Ziqi, Ziyan, and Bigan!

These are his two elder brothers of the same father and the same mother, and they are also representatives of the old aristocratic forces in the court.

They were originally born to one mother, but their mother was a concubine when they gave birth to their two elder brothers, and they were their main wives when they gave birth to him.

Originally, some ministers supported his elder brother Qi as the prince.

But because his mother was a concubine at that time, and secondly, his father was worried that his elder brother was cowardly and unable to take on important responsibilities, so Ziqi did not become the heir of King Shang.

Later, his eldest brother got a fief, and they haven't seen each other for a long time.

Now his life or death is uncertain, and he has to think about his son.

"In the entire DPRK, those who have the ability to contend with these people will also contend..."

After narrowing his eyes, Di Xin wrote down a few names, led by Lu Chuan and Wen Zhong.

In addition, they are all officials selected from among the common people.

He let Lu Chuan be Wu Geng's teacher, which now seems to be a wise decision.

The old-fashioned nobles are headed by the royal family, and Wu Geng is still very young, so he can easily be hijacked and lose power.

Lu Chuan was born as a commoner, and civilian officials and veteran officials fought and looked down on each other in private.

Veteran aristocrats despise civilian officials with low backgrounds, and civilian officials think that veteran aristocrats are incompetent, so he is very assured that Lu Chuan will not join forces with veteran aristocrats.

Lu Chuan and Wen Zhong are the two people he trusts most at present, and if he adds Bigan, it is enough for him to keep these three people to assist Wu Geng.

"This may be the last thing Gu Neng will do for you, son..."

Di Xin laughed, and suddenly his smile turned cold: "No, there is another hidden danger."

He turned his head to look in the direction of Zhonggong.

"The concubine welcomes the king!"

Not long after, Di Xin brought people outside the central palace, and Daji hurried out to welcome them in.

In addition, she was extremely surprised, not knowing why Di Xin came here in the middle of the night.

"My wife, please get up!" Di Xin smiled and helped Daji up.

The two entered the hall hand in hand.