Thin as cicada wings, like a large array of jade bowls upside down, the inner city of Chaoge, a place where dignitaries and nobles gather, is completely shrouded in it.

and the outside world, two completely different worlds, with a rich aura that can almost turn into water.

Living here for a long time, even a pig can become sperm, and it is the kind that grows very well.

In the northwest corner of the inner city, in a mansion that can only be medium in size, in an unpretentious pavilion.

Wen Zhong, who was dressed in sackcloth and had a wooden hairpin on his head, knelt behind a table, his face gloomy.

The new monarch ascended the throne, and he jumped from the commander of the Great Shang to the Taishi who mastered internal affairs and military affairs.

The disciples of the various sects who lingered in the secular world were theoretically also under his jurisdiction.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the power of the world, even a character like the Twelve Golden Immortals has to be afraid of him.

But his mood has become heavier and heavier recently, as the guardian of the Great Shang, his personal luck and the fortune of the dynasty are linked, and recently he has clearly felt that the luck of the Shang Dynasty is declining rapidly.

He couldn't figure out why he had been so good before suddenly this happened, before he left Chaoge to go to see his master Our Lady of Jin Ling to seek answers, but in vain.

"Anyway, recruit enough colleagues in case you need them"

He said secretly.

Soon, his face became gloomy again.

On the one hand, although there are many monks in the world, those who are capable either pursue freedom and place their affection on the mountains and rivers, or they already have a sect belonging.

The difficulty of solicitation is not ordinarily large.

On the other hand, the war between the Great Shang and the Beihai princes was still going on, and he could not stay too long in Chaoge.

A few months have passed in the blink of an eye.

Wen Zhong had returned from Beihai, and this time his face was even more gloomy.

During this time, he did recruit a lot of talents, but unfortunately, most of them were Xuan Immortals and below, and there were no Jin Immortals.

In this world where golden immortals are everywhere, there is equal to nothing.

With a sigh, Wen Zhong got up and left the house, and after a few breaths, he came to the front of the palace.

But he was told that the king had gone hunting outside the city.

…………

In the midst of a mountain range 1,700 miles south of Chaoge City, Cao Yi sat at a stone table with a chessboard on it.

Cao Yi did not have the wind and clouds of the past, during this time, he devoted himself to the cultivation of the law of time, and entered the long river of time many times, due to insufficient cultivation, he almost fell into the infinite loop of time, although he came back in the end, he also paid a lot of price, and the origin was slightly damaged.

On the other side of the stone table, the white-haired, wrinkled nine-headed bird, with its teeth clenched tightly and its face flushed.

She is also practicing the law of time.

She cultivated even worse, and the price she paid was much higher than Cao Yi.

Cao Yi stretched out his hand and placed it on top of the nine-headed bird's head.

The white hair of the nine-headed bird turned black little by little, and the skin gradually became rosy and firm.

It's not healing, it's turning back time.

Cao Yi's body shook for a moment, and his face was a little bad.

"Dao Chief, are you alright?"

The nine-headed bird asked with concern.

"I'm fine, you go down"

Cao Yi shook his head and said.

The Hydra arched his hand and stepped back.

Cao Yi felt extremely sleepy, closed his eyes, and fell into a deep sleep.

Hundreds of miles away, the lord of the Great Merchant, who was later known as the son of the King of Xu, rode a very bloody dragon horse, and was escorted by dozens of guards to chase his prey.

"Where's the nine-tailed fox?"

The son was reined in and looked around.

The nine-tailed fox is the king of the fox clan and is naturally charming.

Zishou has been hoping to get one.

The guards tentatively attacked the surrounding hundreds of miles, forcing out many spirit beasts, but none of them were nine-tailed foxes.

Zi was released by the divine thought, searched back and forth, and suddenly caught a familiar wisp of spiritual fluctuations.

Immediately rode his horse and chased after him.

The guards hurriedly caught up.

Soon, Zishou and his entourage came to a place less than two hundred miles away from Cao Yi.

Once again, the nine-tailed fox was lost.

"King, it doesn't seem right"

An older guard's face changed slightly.

"What's wrong?"

Zishou said in amazement.

The older guard closed his eyes for a while, and the expression on his face became dazed, "Am I mistaken?"

"Fuss"

Zishou rode his horse again and rushed out.

A petite red shadow was soon spotted.

"Nine-Tailed Fox"

The Son was greatly rejoiced.

Then, something shocked him happened, and the nine-tailed fox's red fur like a flame turned white and fell heavily to the ground.

"King, get out of here"

The older guard shouted.

Zishou turned around and saw that the dozens of guards had all become extremely old, and their skin was wrinkled like old bark.

There was a thud, and the guards all fell.

"This"

Zishou's face became ugly.

At this moment, Ryoma under him let out a wail and fell down.

Zishou was thrown out.

Landed on the edge of a small lake.

His face froze.

In the lake, he was full of white hair, and he was older than his father.

"How so?"

He got up in fright and ran towards Chaoge with his life.

ran only two miles away, and fell to the ground again.

He checked his body and found that the aura in his body had dried up.

"Whoever calculates this king, get out"

He looked up and said angrily.

No one responded, and the heavens and the earth fell silent.

A quarter of an hour, two quarters of an hour, when the child was extremely agitated, a change occurred.

Little by little, his body regained its youthfulness, and the dry aura returned.

Without any hesitation, Zishou desperately ran towards Chaoge.

"The King"

"The King"

……

Dozens of guards, who had recovered at the same time, chased after them.

When it was still ten miles away from Chaoge.

Wen Zhong, who was riding an ink unicorn, appeared in mid-air, and when he saw that Zishou and his party were embarrassed, he said in surprise: "Why is my king so embarrassed? ”

"Taishi"

Zishou breathed a sigh of relief.

I told you about the strange things I just encountered.

"There Is Such a Thing"

Wen Zhong frowned.

"Gather people, the widow wants to see, who is so bold and dares to play the widow"

Zishou said indignantly.

As the lord of the Great Merchant, the most honorable person in the world, when did he receive this treatment.

"My king will go back to the palace first, and the matter will be handed over to the old minister."

Wen Zhong said with a stiff face.

Zishou still had something to say, met Wen Zhong's smiling old face, and swallowed it back, "Okay, this matter will be handed over to the Taishi"

"The old minister will escort the king back to the palace first"

Wen Zhong was still not at ease, so he escorted Zishou back to the palace all the way, gathered people and horses, and came to the vicinity of the place where the accident occurred.

He has always been cautious, and did not immediately launch a large-scale operation.

After observing for a while, he sent a Xuan Immortal monk to investigate.

encountered the same thing as Zishou.

Next to the stone table, Cao Yi's body moved slightly.

The law of time, on a larger scale, has changed.

Wen Zhong, who was about to leave, together with his subordinates, turned white in an instant.

Fell to the ground.

Soon, though, it was back to normal.

Shocked, Wen Zhong immediately ordered a retreat.