Decades have passed in a blink of an eye. During the period of retreat in Qingyang, many major events have occurred in the prehistoric human race.

Since the witch tribe withdraws from the prehistoric world, the human race has developed rapidly in the prehistoric world, especially after the rule of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors, the human race has vaguely become the largest clan in the prehistoric world.

Nowadays, the orthodox human race is the Shang Dynasty. Since Shang Tang replaced Jie of Xia and established the Shang Dynasty to establish the capital of Yu, more than 600 years have passed in a blink of an eye. The current leader of the Great Shang Dynasty is Emperor Zhou of Shang.

Since Emperor Xin ascended the throne, the Great Shang Dynasty under its governance had good weather and prosperity, the country was peaceful and the people were peaceful, and the people were in peace. The eight hundred princes were all in power and the country was unprecedentedly strong.

"If there is a memorial, the work will be separated after all."

On this day, King Zhou entered the hall early, and all the civil and military officials in the hall stood sideways.

"My husband and wife are in charge of the prime minister and dare not report any matters. Tomorrow is March 15th, the Christmas Day of Nuwa, please invite the king to visit Nuwa Temple for incense!"

A man walked out of the hall and leaned down on the golden stairs. It was Shang Rong, the prime minister of the Great Shang Dynasty.

"What kind of merit does Nuwa have? Let the Lone King, the Lord of Ten Thousand Gold, go to burn incense for her in person?"

King Zhou frowned and asked in confusion.

"Nuwa is pregnant with the human race and is honored by the Holy Mother of the human race. When Mount Buzhou collapsed, the sky tilted northwest and the ground sank to the southeast, it was also Nuwa who picked five-colored divine stones to repair the blue sky, so it was the people who made great contributions to the people. The human race was grateful and sacrificed to repay it. Today, the people are prosperous and prosperous, and the country is prosperous. It is because the righteous gods are blessed and the king is now raising incense."

Shang calmly and calmly came forward to the preface and uphold the truth.

"Since that's the case, then I'll give you a memorial!"

Half a month passed in a blink of an eye. Emperor Xin led all Chinese civil and military officials in the court to drive to the Nuwa Temple. After entering the Nuwa Temple, Emperor Xin raised his eyes and looked around.

I saw the five-colored gold outfit in front of the hall, the golden boy was holding the banner, the jade girl held the wishful thinking, the jade hook was hanging obliquely, the half-wheeled crescent moon was hanging in the air, the treasure tent was swaying, and thousands of colorful phoenixes fought against each other.

Beside the blue bed, there are all dancing cranes and phoenixes and agarwood thrones, creating dragons and phoenixes, floating and colorful, golden furnaces and auspicious mists, swaying and auspicious purple mists, and silver candles are brilliant.

"Sacrifice!"

Under the leadership of a group of ministers, Emperor Xin completed the sacrifice. After worshiping Nuwa, Emperor Xin carefully looked at the statue of Nuwa, but saw the statue of Nuwa standing quietly, with a beautiful appearance, auspicious colors, and a beautiful appearance. Under the will of the gods, Emperor Xin suddenly felt a desire.

"Come here, get the four treasures of the study!"

After hearing Di Xin's order, the officer hurriedly received the four treasures of the study. Di Xin took a deep breath and began to write poems on the pink wall of the temple.

"The scenery of Fengluan Bao is very beautiful, all with the clever makeup of mud and gold, the distant mountains are full of green colors, the dancing sleeves reflect the robe of the clouds, the pear blossoms compete with the rain, the peony flowers are full of beauty, the peony flowers are full of beauty, but the charm can be used to move, and Changle serves the king..."

King Zhou stopped writing and looked at his handwriting in detail. He felt very proud and couldn't help but feel proud.

"Nuwa is an ancient god, the Holy Mother of the Human race, the blessed lord of the Shang Dynasty, and the king is a king. How can he write poems to obscene the sages and have no pious sincerity? He is guilty of the sacred. He is not a courtesy of the emperor's patrol and prayer. He asks the king to wash it with water, for fear that the people of the world will see it. It is rumored that the saints have no virtue and politics..."

All civil and military officials were frightened. King Zhou was so bold and reckless, weren’t he afraid that Nuwa would blame him?

"I saw that Nuwa's appearance was the best in the world, so I wrote a poem to praise him. How could I have any other intention? Don't say much, let alone Gu is the most honorable person in the world. I left it to the people to see it. This shows that the Empress is beautiful and unique, and also shows her literary talent."

King Zhou disagreed with it.

"Teacher returns to the court!"

King Zhou ignored the persuasion of all civil and military officials and ordered his troops to return to the court. The civil and military officials looked at each other speechlessly, and had no choice but to follow King Zhou back and sing.

Shang Rong shook his head helplessly and could only wait for King Zhou to leave, and secretly washed away the poem with water. But shortly after Shang Rong walked out of the temple, the poem he washed away actually appeared on the wall again...

"What a ignorant monarch who does not cultivate himself and establishes virtue to protect the world, but he dares to write lewd poems to insult the palace. Cheng Tang enjoys the fortune of the country for more than 600 years, and now he is about to end. If the palace does not give him a retribution, he will not know the anger of the palace!"

In the palace of Wa, Nuwa felt something. She calculated and swept the holy thoughts to know what happened. Especially when she saw the poem on the pink wall of the temple, she suddenly felt angry. She took the demon-striking banner left by the demon clan heaven and summoned the three demons of Xuanyuan Tomb.

"The Shang Tang energy has been exhausted, Feng Ming Xiqi, and the Western Zhou Dynasty has given birth to the Holy Lord. You three demons can hide their demonic shapes and support Chaoge to disturb the king's heart, help King Wu defeat Zhou, and after the matter is completed, you can help you and others achieve the right result."

The three demons naturally did not dare to go against the will of Nuwa, and immediately received the order to go to the world.

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Kunlun Mountain, Yuxu Palace.

"Ziya, how many years have you been going up the mountain?"

On the main hall of Yuxu Palace, Yuanshi Tianzun sat cross-legged on the cloud bed, looking at Jiang Ziya below, and a smile appeared on his face, because Jiang Ziya was the one who was the one who had the image of a flying bear as the Taoist ancestor said.

"I have been 72 years old now, now I am wasting my seventy-two years old."

When Jiang Ziya heard this, she did not dare to neglect her words and said quickly.

"In this way, it has been forty years. Although you are unable to achieve immortality, you can enjoy the wealth and honor of the world. Now that the spirit of Cheng Tang is about to be exhausted, the phoenix falls into Xiqi and the Zhou family is about to flourish. It is the time for the patriots to make achievements. You can clean up and go down the mountain to seek wealth and honor of the world."

Yuanshi Tianzun said lightly.

"Disciple sincerely seeks the Tao. Although it is difficult to practice, I am not ready to give up. I hope the teacher is compassionate and guides me. I am willing to practice hard in the mountains and dare not seek wealth on earth. I hope the teacher will take it in..."

Jiang Ziya begged and said lying on the ground.

"God's will is so, and even if you are a master, you cannot violate it. Now that the disaster is coming again, the battle for the gods is about to be enthroned. You are the one who enthroned the gods, how can you stay in the mountains for a long time? When you complete the great mission of enthroning the gods, you will have a day to go up the mountain. You don't have to do this. You should go down the mountain as soon as possible!"

Yuanshi Tianzun sighed lightly and said.

"Disciple will take the master's decree, so he will go down the mountain."

Seeing this, Jiang Ziya knew that she could not do anything, so she could only kneel down and bow.

"Go!"

Yuanshi Tianzun waved his hand gently, Jiang Ziya disappeared from Yuxu Palace, and when he appeared again, he had already arrived at the foot of Kunlun Mountain.

"Go to Chaoge first and join your righteous brother!"

Jiang Ziya thought that he had been going up the mountain for forty years, but now he suddenly went down the mountain. He didn't know where to go for a while. He couldn't help but think that he had a sworn brother who happened to go to join him and make other plans in the future.

"The man who enthroned the gods has gone down the mountain. Do you want to notify Qingyang?"

When Jiang Ziya joined the Ancestral Sect, all the saints had a sense of response, and Houtu was no exception. Now that Jiang Ziya went down the mountain, it means that the Battle of the Conquest of Gods has officially begun.

"Not for now!"

Di Jiang shook his head gently, Qingyang was in seclusion in chaos, forging the body of the chaotic gods and demons. There was no need to disturb Qingyang's seclusion for such a small matter.
Chapter completed!