"I'm sorry, my spirit beast doesn't have a good temper, it's not as easy to talk as I am, but if I can't see your so-called king with a stick of incense, then the Shang Dynasty ......" Zhang Xiaojun said and moved his shoulder, Xiaobai's actions this time were quite accurate. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Boom, a huge thunder in the sky manifested, the thunder in the sky appeared and disappeared quickly, but it completely frightened this group of soldiers.

"Time is running out, I can't see your king with a stick of incense, and I can't help you if the destiny of heaven turns."

"Go and invite the king!"

The leading young general was frightened this time, he probably understood what Zhang Xiaojun meant, and the soldiers below also knew what was at stake, and hurriedly ran towards the capital.

Zhang Xiaojun sat cross-legged on the stone, closed his eyes, and pretended to cultivate.

In the capital, in the palace, several soldiers hurriedly entered the palace and conveyed the emergency disappearance, and the courtiers in the palace hurriedly ran towards the place where Zu Jia was resting.

"Hurry up and ask the king to get up, there is an immortal outside the city who can reach out and summon thunder and Xuanhuo."

"The king and the beauty are resting......"

"It's too late, the people outside said that if you can't see the king himself with a stick of incense, you will bear the consequences, hurry up."

"Yes, sir!"

The maid hurriedly entered the palace, Zu Jia's temper was still very good, and when she heard that there was a "living fairy", she hurriedly got up, put on a random dress and ran out of the city.

Zhang Xiaojun felt a large group of people running towards him, and shook his head, the ancestors' reverence for God had reached a certain level, and they actually came so quickly.

"King!"

A group of soldiers saluted Zu Jia, Zu Jia looked at Zhang Xiaojun sitting cross-legged on the stone, stunned for a moment, and looked at the young general with a little doubt, this is a living immortal?

"Don't look at it, immortals are also people, the killing aura of the Xuanyuan Sword has reached the extreme, I want to take it away, I gave you the soup of the first king back then, it's time to take it back."

"You...... Are you that strange immortal? ”

"What? Is there a portrait of me in the palace? ”

Zu Jia hurriedly nodded and said, "Immortal, I'm not sure, but the portrait of the immortal in the palace is somewhat similar to you, except that the immortal was dressed in a white cloth robe and carried a divine sword, and gave the sword to my ancestor with thunder and flames in the nine heavens." ”

"Humph!"

Zhang Xiaojun snorted coldly, Xiaobai disappeared instantly, and then thunder and fireballs appeared in the sky, making everyone subconsciously take a few steps back, Zu Jia was slightly stunned, and actually wanted to kneel down.

"Stop, I don't have the habit of letting people kneel, quickly get the Xuanyuan Sword!"

Zu Jia suddenly became anxious, he just said that the Nine Heavens Thunder and Flames were a little cautious, and he wanted to see Zhang Xiaojun use these spells with his own eyes, but Zhang Xiaojun's cold snort was to express his dissatisfaction with himself.

"Don't blame the immortals, don't blame the immortals, Zujia has offended the immortals, please have a large number of immortals." As a person who has been in a high position for a long time, Zu Jia's speech is a little confused, which shows the status of God in the hearts of the ancestors.

"Humph! It's useless to talk more, I'm just here to retrieve the Xuanyuan Sword, what? Don't want to pay it back? ”

"Don't blame the immortals, it's not that Zu Jia doesn't want to pay it back, it's that no one dares to approach the Divine Sword now, otherwise he will definitely die."

Zhang Xiaojun frowned, the system let him retrieve the Xuanyuan Sword, isn't this a cheat? If you enter the current Xuanyuan Sword, won't you also be affected by the blood light?

"What kind of divine sword, it's already in the devil, take me there, I'll see how much power this sword has increased."

"Yes, Immortal, please come with me."

Zu Jia hurriedly bowed down to lead the way, and the soldiers around him followed very wisely from a distance, and at the same time, some of them went to clear the road to avoid anyone blocking the path of Zhang Xiaojun, an immortal, and Zu Jia.

Zhang Xiaojun actually felt a little guilty, but without a supernatural identity, it would be very troublesome to get the Xuanyuan Sword back, so he planned to help Zu Jia if he could, or mention Zu Jia.

Along the way, Zu Jia walked very fast, because he knew that immortals were all existences that could instantly move mountains and reclaim the sea and fly into the sky, and if he walked slowly, he might offend the immortals again.

"Don't worry, I see that your breath is vain and you work too much, take this pill and take one-tenth of it every day to drink."

"Thank you...... Thank you, Immortals. ”

Zu Jia trembled and took the pill handed over by Zhang Xiaojun, and carefully put away the pill!

"Alright, let's keep walking!"

Zu Jia hurriedly continued to lead the way, and after a short time, he arrived at the palace to enshrine the ancestral temple of the Shang kings of the past dynasties.

When he arrived at the door, Zu Jia said respectfully: "Immortal, please wait a while, and wait for Zu Jia to perform the ceremony." ”

"Hmm."

Zhang Xiaojun didn't intend to destroy the etiquette of other people, so he let Zujia salute, the ancestral temple of the Shang Dynasty, except for the temple keepers, only the direct children of the Shang royal family can enter, but entering requires a large-scale sacrifice before entering, but today it is obviously too late, he can only make up the ceremony first, and then make up the ceremony.

After three knocks and nine bows, Zu Jia got up, his forehead was still full of sweat, "Immortal, it's okay." ”

"Well, lead the way."

"Yes."

Zu Jia cautiously stepped into the ancestral temple, the old man guarding the temple had already lit the lamp, Zu Jia cautiously walked to the front and back of the spiritual seat of many Shang kings, twisted a spirit card, and then there was a loud bang, a wall moved, and soon a door appeared.

"Immortals, please."

Zhang Xiaojun nodded, for this kind of mechanism in ancient times, Zhang Xiaojun has always been unable to figure out what is hidden in it, and a door can be opened with a twist.

Entering the so-called secret affairs, he walked through a curved passage, and then came into view of various bronzes and a sacrificial table, and Zu Jia hurriedly lit the torches inside, making the whole environment a little warmer.

"Sure enough!"

Zhang Xiaojun's mouth spit out these two words, because he felt not only a strong killing intent but also an extremely heavy chill from the Xuanyuan Sword enshrined on the desk.

But Zu Jia's understanding of the word "Sure enough" changed again, because for him, these two words were the immortals who guessed the mutation of the Xuanyuan Sword, and specially came to take away the Xuanyuan Sword, which had lost its divinity, and sure enough, the eight words in the sky back then.

"Ordered by the sky, both longevity and eternal prosperity!"

It was the foundation of their Shang Dynasty and the destiny of heaven, which further aggravated the idea of reforming and standardizing the sacrifice.

"You go out, this sword is too aggressive, I need some means to subdue it, you can't look at it."

"Yes, Zujia retired."

Although Zu Jia really wanted to see what other means the immortals had besides calling for wind and rain.

"Close the door to the chamber too."

"Yes!"

There was a bang, and the door to the chamber slammed shut. (To be continued.) )