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After Jiang Beifeng and his wife returned to their Thunder King Palace, they sat there with solemn expressions, thinking about countermeasures. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

"Xianggong. You also saw today's events. What should we do, you have an idea! Shen Tong said with some concern. Today's words of the Jade Emperor made her understand that it was time for the strength of all walks of life and sects to reshuffle. Of course, for them, whoever dominates the Three Realms has little to do with them, after all, Jiang Beifeng and his wife are just halfway monk immortal cultivators, and they are already very satisfied to be able to do this.

"Alas, this thing is difficult. The heavy treasure in the mouth of the Jade Emperor doesn't know what it can make him so ambitious. Jiang Beifeng sighed and said. 100,000 years, a full 100,000 years have passed. As a relatively high-end existence in the Three Realms, Jiang Beifeng knew that the saint did not come out but settled, at least now he could not see any situation that would change this status quo, and not even a single introduction that might change this status quo had not appeared.

Since the eldest son Jiang Ziya killed himself as a god, after tens of thousands of years, Jiang Beifeng has figured out that what is the love of the sect and what is destined is fake, and his own family is just used by the two sects to be used by the two sects, and he has been the pawn and the scapegoat.

Jiang Beifeng has cultivated for 100,000 years, and he is even more handy at the sacrifice of the innate spirit treasure electric hammer, and he has gained a lot. He also understood that in the first battle of the gods, according to that situation, his family was estimated to be on the list. Fortunately, Zhou Cheng Shengren of Qingqiu Mountain needs to choose a chess piece for the sake of his subordinates, so that this kind of mortal game can be completely changed.

Otherwise, the battle of the gods back then would be because Jiang Ziya was expounding the teachings, and Shen Gongbao was co-opted by the interception of Jiang Beifeng and his wife, and the ending was very simple, that is, the family finally killed each other and died as gods.

"Alas, it's a pity that my son died on the list. We were the ones who hurt him. Jiang Beifeng thought that he was seduced by the Tongtian Sect Master back then, Ziya was forced to be forced, and his loyalty and filial piety had no choice but to die on the list, so he couldn't help but cry. There are no parents in the world, and there are no sons who are not, when I think about it, my own son, because he was not counting the numbers back then, looked at the list, and the discomfort in his heart can be imagined.

"Woo...," Shen Tong also sobbed in a low voice. Even if she didn't know the number of days, 100,000 years would be enough for this couple who were making great progress to see these days that gradually became clear because the saints did not come out. "Pity my son. When I was a god, I misunderstood my Jiang family, and when the teacher Tongtian gave it to my husband and wife, it was also a grievance, and I said that I would return to the sect after that. ”

"Exactly. You and I don't have much hope for fame and fortune in this world. It's just for the sake of the two sons, for the responsibility of being a heavenly official, and the duty of supervising the thunder god of heaven and earth, I can't slack off. "In Jiang Beifeng's eyes at this time, what Jade Emperor and what Interception Sect are not great things. He works for the Heavenly Court, although there is an element of the God List, but it is mainly for the purpose of exercising his authority and supervising the heavens and the earth. The rest is to pray for the blessings of the two sons and create more luck.

Shen Tong sat there, looking at the front with kind eyes, as if he had seen his two sons, although he looked like he was in his thirties, but he also made people feel a strong maternal love.

After Jiang Ziya died on the list, he was disheartened, and resolutely chose the old man of the month, and doing the thing that pulled the red line was better than fighting fiercely, he was really dead. After entering the heavenly court as an official, wherever there is Jiang Beifeng and his wife, Jiang Ziya will avoid it, people, sometimes they just can't turn that corner, and the tragic situation of being persecuted by both sides of the division and the family back then, Jiang Ziya is very unforgettable.

Compared with Jiang Ziya, Shen Gongbao can be described as lucky. After the completion of the canonization, he still served as prime minister in the Zhou Dynasty for decades, and then returned to the church. Although he no longer has the rights of mortals, but he has become the head of the Qingqiu Mountain Sect in the Earth Immortal Realm, the two couples of the Bai family could not accept this fact for a while because of Zhou Cheng's departure, so they were unwilling to deal with teaching affairs anymore, so they found a blessed land with beautiful mountains and rivers in the territory of Qingqiu Mountain, and devoted themselves to cultivation. Shen Gongbao has always been favored by Zhou Cheng, and he is also an old and cunning man, but he is loyal to Chengjiao, so he became the head of Chengjiao in the Earth Immortal Realm.

After thinking about it, Jiang Beifeng finally made up his mind and said: "Ziya, my son, who was robbed by the god list, can only give him more blessings, there are so many variables in this world, even saints can not come out for 100,000 years, I can't say that those people who are on the god list that day will have to get out of the robbery, and we must also accumulate blessings for him." In order to live up to the trust of the heavens and exercise the power to supervise heaven and earth, we will do what the Jade Emperor said. However, if he is determined to deal with Chengjiao, hmph, he can't say ......"

"Okay, that's it. After all, my son's male leopard is connected with Chengjiao's luck, so naturally he can't let Chengjiao suffer. "Shen Tong is also a reasonable person, as soon as her husband says it, she doesn't understand the severity of it." Let's rest early, in a few days, the Jade Emperor will definitely summon us again. Those who can't change will definitely be abandoned by the Jade Emperor. ”

"Well, the sudden change in the situation, we must be cautious, I can't say that this catastrophe is not weaker than the battle of the gods."

Earth, Zhou Cheng has nothing to do since he went to that **, anyway, what should be done has been done, just wait for a month. Students in the university are not tired, and teachers are not tired. Zhou Cheng counted, his own paleolithic archaeology, only three classes a week, two classes at a time, can be regarded as very leisurely.

In the evening of that day, Zhou Cheng had nothing to do, so he went out of the school gate and walked slowly along a sycamore forest road. Because it is the back of the school, the traffic is diverted, so there is no traffic coming. Zhou Cheng wanted to eat all kinds of Sichuan snacks from the roadside stalls. People who go out know that the real specialty snacks in each place are not enjoyed in big hotels, but in the noisy roadside stalls.

"Fortune telling, looking at looks. It's not allowed to go unpaid! ”

A shout aroused Zhou Cheng's idea, after he came back, he really hadn't seen these fortune tellers. Before returning to the ancient mythological era, every time he felt that these fortune tellers were mysterious, of course, there were those liars who pretended to be gods.

Zhou Cheng squeezed over, only to see that the fortune teller was quite dedicated, and there was actually a couplet behind him:

"One pinch and two calculations, a flick of the fingers changes people's lives; Ever-changing, a bamboo skewer to disaster! ”

"Horizontal Batch: God Counts the Heavenly Machine"

Zhou Cheng couldn't help but secretly say, these days, even fortune tellers are so angry, it's really amazing, I can't say that I am afraid that he is a liar. For a while, he had no idea of watching, and he turned around and was about to leave, but a conversation made him stop.

"Sir, I heard that you are a clever hand, please help me see how your fortune is this year. As long as the calculation is accurate, hexagram gold is not a problem! ”

A gruff voice said in a haughty voice.

"Everything is a day, wait for me to divinate for you! Hexagram gold and me, it is not of much use, if there is a fateful person, even if you don't take a penny, why not. ”

It seemed to be the voice of a fortune teller, and after speaking, there was a sound of yin and yang octagonal hexagrams touching the table. This kind of hexagram is relatively simple, that is, the yin and yang hexagrams, which are like horns.

"Sir, how is my luck? Our company is preparing to go public, you see......"

"Alas. The fate of the lone star is not very calculating. Even if you have all kinds of wealth, it is fleeting. The number of your life is destined to make you unlucky, just this year. Pitiful, lamentable, even with all kinds of scheming, wealth is also flowing water. This hexagram is given to you for free. Next! ”

Zhou Cheng was stunned, there are so many strange things in this era, a fortune teller, he doesn't say that people are good when he opens his mouth, he doesn't say that people are good when he closes his mouth, he only talks about people who are bad, and he doesn't even accept hexagram money, it seems strange.

Curiosity resurfaced, and Zhou Cheng squeezed over to see what was going on.

"Master, you can eat food indiscriminately, but you can't talk nonsense. You calculate it carefully for me, if it's a good hexagram, I, I'll give you 10,000! A middle-aged man with a fat head and big ears and a big beer belly stood there, so anxious that he broke out in a cold sweat.

"The hexagram of the lone star is a fixed number. The trail is lowly and there is nothing that can be done. ”

"Master, in case, in case it is really as you said, is there any way to crack it?" The middle-aged man knew that this fortune teller was very accurate, and he was in a hurry.

"There's no way to crack it, next!" The fortune teller looks like he is in his sixties, and his black face is the most outstanding, and he is wearing a shabby Taoist robe on his body, but he also has a bit of fairy wind and bones. However, Zhou Cheng could feel that he didn't have any Taoism.

"The masters have said that there is no way to crack it. Let's go, let's go. The crowd quickly pushed the somewhat lost middle-aged man out of the crowd.

"Master, I'm going to go to the southeast coast next year for development, you can help me calculate whether I can go or not." One asked again.

In the middle of the ring, the fortune teller said: "Your mother will return to the west by the Mid-Autumn Festival next year, you still don't go, the next one!" ”

Soon, the fortune teller counted a few more hexagrams, and although there were good words, most of them were calamities. Zhou Cheng was also involuntarily squeezed to the front, and of course, his curiosity was also seriously aroused.

"This little brother, what can be counted?"

Zhou Cheng was stunned for a moment, had an idea, and said solemnly: "Someone else killed my wife, I don't want to call the police, I am going to kill his wife to take revenge, do you think I can succeed?" ”

The crowd couldn't help but gasp, and couldn't help but secretly say, this matter is also settled, do you want to call the police, because the master is there, everyone didn't move, they all want to see it.

Who knows, the fortune teller stared at Zhou Cheng for a long time, and after some calculations, he first nodded, and then shook his head.

Zhou Cheng asked again: "If I can't succeed in killing people, I want to become a monk and practice, and seek immortals, you help me calculate, do I have that life." ”

Who knows, the fortune teller still nodded first, and then shook his head. Then he took out a piece of paper, turned around and wrote a few words, and handed it to Zhou Cheng, "You go." ”

As soon as Zhou Cheng left, everyone rushed up to the fortune teller and said, "Sir, what did you just write?" Shall we call the police? ”

The fortune teller didn't answer, but went straight to tidy up the stall and put everything in a bag.

"Master, you are a living immortal in this area, where will we find you next time?"

"That's right. Master, did that kid you off? Ignore him, you're just a madman. You're a well-known living god in our area, so help me do the math. ”

"I won't come again, you know for yourselves." He also calculated his life here for a long time, and he was called a living immortal. The fortunes of the people he told have all fulfilled their fates one by one.

The fortune teller just wanted to leave, but as if he remembered something, he turned around and said: "Everyone has his own life, and his life can't survive, what are you doing so much in charge of others?" Not to mention that I am not an immortal, even if I am, how can I control you sentient beings? It's better to ask for others than for yourself. Before leaving, send you and wait for a word, and the disputes in the world are all in it:

Grievances should be resolved rather than settled, and immortals should be respectful and not slandered

(To be continued)