This Nuwa Palace is the place where the Holy Mother of the Human Race is enshrined, and the temple is naturally neat and the pavilion is magnificent.

The monarchs and ministers of the Shang Dynasty were looking at each other, and a gust of wind blew coldly.

This wind is very strange, neither flying sand and dust, nor blowing willows and waves, only in the hall through the hall, blowing the curtain in the hall high.

The kings and ministers were blown away by this gust of wind, and the crowd of people tightly protected the king, and they couldn't open their eyes.

Only a young man standing by the door looked at the gust of wind with a strange face, and his body moved, but in the end he held back, lowered his head and only looked at his toes, and no longer paid attention to foreign affairs.

When this gust of wind passed, the king and his ministers raised their eyes and couldn't help but be in a state of spirit.

I saw that the layers of curtains had already been rolled up, revealing the holy statue of Nuwa Niangniang inside, with a peerless appearance, colorful and magnificent, and words were not enough to exhaust its beauty.

When Shang Rong and the other civil and military saw it, they immediately turned on their faces, knelt down and shouted: "Niangniang Shengde!"

Only the king of Xu, who was fascinated by ghosts, did not kneel, but looked at the statue of Nuwa, his expression was fascinated, he walked slowly towards the icon, stretched out his hand to touch Nuwa's cheek, and thought to himself: "Although the widow is the son of heaven, he is rich all over the world." There is no such stunning color in the three palaces and six courtyards, and it is really in vain to be the son of heaven!"

Shang Rong and other important ministers were shocked when they saw the king of Su doing this, and hurriedly stepped forward to grab the king and admonished: "The king is self-respecting! Nuwa Niangniang is the Holy Mother of the Human Race, and her status is noble, so you must not be disrespectful!"

The king didn't pay attention to Shang Rong, turned his head and ordered someone to bring the four treasures of the study, and the king took a pen and inscribed a poem on the powder wall in the Nuwa Palace:

Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, full of gold and gold makeup.

The distant mountains are flying in emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow of the sun.

The pear blossom brings the rain to compete for the beauty, and the peony cage smokes and makes up charming.

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

After the poem, the king stopped writing and looked at his handwriting carefully, and he was very proud.

The civil and military officials next to him were all frightened and uneasy, Shang Rong was the head of the ministers, and immediately went out to play: "Nuwa is the ancient god, the Holy Mother of the human race, and the blessed lord of Yin Shang." The king is a king, how can he compose poems to obscenate the saints, without reverence and sincerity, it is a gift for the sin to be sacred, not for the Son of Heaven to visit and pray. Ask the king to wash it with water. I am afraid that the people of the world will see it, and it is rumored that there is no virtue in the saints. ”

The king said disapplausively: "The widow sees that Nuwa's appearance has a peerless appearance, so he writes poems to praise, how can he mean it? The situation is lonely is the respect of ten thousand times, leaving it to the people to see, it can be seen that the beauty of the mother is peerless, and it also shows the literary brilliance of loneliness. ”

After that, he went back to the court.

The civil and military officials opened their mouths and stammered, and they didn't dare to do anything, so they had no choice but to turn around.

After everyone left, the temple looked at each other, and the stars dispersed for a while.

The temple blessing transformed by the body of Mu Bai Yuanshen deliberately stayed, slowly walked to the statue of Nuwa, and lowered the blown curtains one by one, with extremely gentle movements, as if it was a temple blessing with respect and loyalty.

After a long time, all the curtains in the hall were lowered, and Mu Bai Yuanshen's body slowly approached the wall, looking at the fifty-six big characters of the dragon flying and the phoenix dancing.

The handwriting is very good, and it has a hearty taste.

However, Mu Bai Yuanshen's body was in a very bad mood, looking at the poems on the wall, thinking that a dynasty would die like this, and his heart was quite uncomfortable.

After looking at it for a while and thinking for a while, Mu Bai Yuanshen's body stretched out his hand to erase the verse.

Suddenly, those fifty-six words shone with golden light, and they actually bounced the outstretched hand of Mu Bai Yuanshen's body away.

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body was stunned for a moment, then he withdrew his hand, and said with a smile: "I don't know which saint has arrived, Mu Baiyuanshen's body is polite! Mu Bai wanted to erase it, but I don't know why Uncle Shi stopped it?"

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body knew that he couldn't beat the other party, so he simply spread it out and said.

You saints can't bully the small with the big and come to deal with yourself for no reason, right? Besides, this erase of the verse is indeed for the sake of Nuwa Niangniang's face. Mu Bai's body of the original god asked himself with a clear conscience.

But before they met, a Taoist man with a yellow face and a thin body holding a tree branch suddenly appeared, and said to Mu Bai's body with a smile: "Mu Bai, since the king has done this, don't you want to deceive the sage>∧'s ears and eyes?

Hearing this, Mu Bai's Yuan Shen Body chuckled and said, "What the Quasi-Mention Saint taught is it! It's just that Mu Bai feels that there is something wrong with the King of Xu's demeanor today, and the act of molesting the saint is probably unintentional, not his original intention! Mu Bai doesn't want to affect the people, so he wants to make this matter a big deal. Please also mention that the saints have mercy on all the people of the world!"

Zhun Ti looked at Mu Bai Yuanshen's body and said, "It's useless to hide this matter! If the king is truly repentant, diligent in government and loves the people, the world will naturally be safe." On the contrary, the death of the country is also due to the number of days. ”

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body was silent when he heard this, knowing that this quasi-heart was like an iron stone, and it was absolutely impossible to move. He is not an opponent at all, and he is full of grievances and anger in his heart, and he can't express it, which is really unhappy.

Zhun Ti listened for a while and shook his hand.

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body snorted and was brushed into the Seven Treasures Miao Tree Staff by Zhun Ti, and then Zhun Ti turned into a streamer and left Nuwa Palace in an instant.

In the distant sky, Nuwa Luan came fluttering. Enjoy the incense offerings, even if the saints are not exempt from the vulgar!

Nuwa Niangniang came to the temple outside the Chaoge City and looked at the rich sacrifices offered by the subjects of the Shang Dynasty, and her heart was very happy.

Gently moved Fang Bu to look around, but saw a few lines of handwriting inscribed in a conspicuous place on the powder wall in the palace.

After reading it, he was furious and scolded: "Yin is a faint king, I don't want to cultivate myself and establish virtue to protect the world, but now I am not afraid of the heavens, and I am very hateful to recite poems and blaspheme me! I want to become a soup and win the world, enjoy the country for more than 600 years, and the number of breaths has been exhausted; if I don't have a retribution with him, how can I swallow this breath!"

Immediately called Bixia Boy to drive Qingluan to the song.

Nuwa came to Chaoge and was about to cast a spell to take the life of the king of Zhou, but unexpectedly, the sons of the king of Zhou, Yin Jiao and Yin Hong, were visiting their father at this time, and two red lights rose to the sky to protect the palace of Yin Shang.

Seeing this, Nuwa Niangniang knew that Yin Shangqi was not exhausted, and the destiny of heaven was difficult to violate, so she had to go back to Nuwa Palace in Luzhou, Beiju, indignantly, and was very unhappy in her heart.

After thinking about it, it will definitely be ruined to repay today's humiliation.

At this time, among the mountains outside the Song City, Zhun Ti watched Nuwa Niangniang walk away angrily, and then shook the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand.

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body fell from the tree one by one, and said angrily to Zhun Ti: "You and I met in Zixiao Palace. You are a Western saint and have great respect for you. Why did you capture me for no reason! Although the poor Dao is shallow in Taoism, he is still a disciple of the sect, and he has not offended the saints. ”

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body said these words righteously, but his heart beat a drum.

In fact, this is also gambling, and the gambling is that the quasi-mention will respect its own identity and disdain to care about itself.

It is said that at the time of the Lich War, although the body of Mu Bai Yuanshen had a bad relationship with several Western sects, at that time, Jieyin and Zhun Ti had not yet become sanctified, and they were commensurate with each other and had the same identity.

But now that people are already mixed yuan saints, although Mu Bai Yuanshen's body holds grudges, he doesn't dare to show it in person, and he has to respectfully call his uncle or the saint master!

As for Zhun Ti, not to mention, after becoming holy, his status is extremely noble, how can he look down on Mu Bai Yuanshen's body, an ordinary golden immortal whose three corpses have not been beheaded!

Do you deserve to hold a grudge against me?

What Mu Bai Yuanshen's body wants is to mention this psychology, and he opened his mouth to occupy a rational word. He also pointed out that he is now a disciple of the sect, and he also has the support of a saint behind him. So that Zhun Ti has some scruples.

At this time, the canonization of gods has not yet officially begun, and the two sects have not reached the state of immortality. Even if it was Zhun Ti, he didn't dare to openly kill the body of Mu Bai Yuanshen.

At that moment, Zhun Ti unconsciously shook the branch in his hand, and frightened Mu Bai's body into a snow-white face.

Only then did he say: "When Poor Dao saw Nuwa Niangniang coming, it was embarrassing to meet. After all, if she wants to come, Nuwa doesn't want the poems on the powder wall to be known to outsiders. Therefore, it is also for your good to take you on a ride. Okay, now that we're done, you're good to go. ”

Mu Bai Yuanshen's body was stunned when he heard this, looked at Zhun Ti's compassionate face, and wanted to scold his mother angrily!

Immediately, his eyes rolled, and he said to Zhun Ti with a smile: "Say goodbye to such a poor way!"

After saying that, the clouds left, and a voice came from the air: "The bitter cold land of the North Sea, the road is far away, and I am afraid that the overall situation has been decided at this time! ”

Its voice was faint, as if it had not been heard, and it was obvious that it had gone far away.

Zhun Ti was stunned when he heard this, and he was silently calculated in his heart. Rao is the state of mind of the saint, and he stomped his feet angrily. However, it is a fait accompli, and Zhun Ti has no choice but to rethink other methods.

It turned out that just as King Shangxiang and Zhun Ti were leaving Beihai, the six-eared macaque suddenly came to the Wenzhong military camp to ask for a meeting.

Wen Zhong invited in and asked the six-eared macaque about its name and origin.

The six-eared macaque replied: "I am a disciple of Mu Bai Zhenren of Liubo Mountain, and I have been ordered by my master to help you break the rebels in Beihai. You can immediately organize an army to fight a decisive battle with Yuan Futong, and I have my own way to break his spell. ”

Wen Zhong was overjoyed, and asked the six-eared macaque what spell it had to break the enemy's army.

The six-eared macaque said: "The master who secretly helped Yuan Futong has been led away by my teacher. Now my master has given a magic weapon, which is enough to deal with the golden Buddha in Yuan Futong's hands. ”

Wen Zhong was relieved at this time, and hurriedly reorganized the three armies, and did not issue a war letter to the enemy, and directly lined up the army in a cone formation and approached Yuan Futong's camp. The peach spirit and willow ghost pressed the formation on both wings, and Wen Zhong led Yu Yuan and the six-eared macaque to open the way in front.

Thirty miles away, the army was ready at once.

However, it was said that the Beihai army was forced into the camp for months, and it was not allowed to advance an inch, and there was no major battle in the past few days, and the army's morale gradually slackened.

On this day, Yuan Futong was drinking and having fun with the generals in the camp tent, when he suddenly heard that the merchant army was challenging outside.

Yuan Futong and the generals laughed: "Wen Zhong came to humiliate again. All the generals will follow me out of the camp to fight, and today I will capture Wen Zhong alive. ”

At that moment, Yuan Futong put on his horse and led his troops out of the gate to meet Wen Zhong.

Seeing that the banners of the merchant army were all over the sky and the army was mighty, Yuan Futong was secretly frightened, and thought to himself: "This Wen Zhong actually brought all his soldiers out of the challenge, isn't he going to fight me for a decisive battle here? In broad daylight, it is not a robbery camp, is there such a big battle to challenge in front of other people's camps? If you want to fight a decisive battle, you don't say that you will make an appointment." ”js3v3