After a long while, the sound of galloping came from far and near, and soon Wen Zhong, who was riding a dirty ink unicorn, carrying a male and female whip, and rushed back panting, saw that only the master Jin Ling Holy Mother was standing alone in front of the Zhuxian killing array, pulled the reins, and asked with a puzzled face: "Master, what about the others?" ”

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit told him briefly what had just happened, and he laughed happily.

He was a dignified merchant and a master, and he was played like a monkey by the people who explained the teachings, and after playing with it for so long, he finally let out a bad breath.

"That's right" Wen Zhong put away his smile and said with a serious face: "The second-generation disciples of the Explanation Sect are gone, but there are still many third-generation disciples with amazing combat power, such as Yang Jian, Nezha, Jin Zha, Muzha and others, are not idle people, and they still need the master's help." ”

Originally, as the leader of the monks in the human world, and the representative of the sect in the human world, he didn't need to bother the master, but during this period of war, the people who could use it were basically sent to the god list.

"This Nature"

Our Lady of the Golden Spirit readily agreed.

A moment later, Our Lady of Jin Ling broke into Zhou Jun's camp alone.

Although Nezha, Yang Jian and the others are all disciples of one in a million, the gap between them and a peak golden immortal like the Holy Mother of Jin Ling is too big.

The magic weapon was collected one by one, and the strong body didn't last long, and they were all defeated.

The most outstanding ones have failed, not to mention the other weak chickens.

This battle without suspense ended easily in only two quarters of an hour.

Except for Nezha, who was a fierce man, fought to the end, was sent to the god list, and became an immortal under the control of heaven.

Everyone else chose to join the sect.

The war is over, and the rest will be easy.

Wen Taishi led the army that was abused during this period of time and crushed the territory of the Zhou State like the autumn wind sweeping the leaves, and the Zhou army, which rarely dared to resist, won the final victory was only a matter of time.

Chaoge, the palace, as usual, is lifeless, the ground is overgrown with weeds, there is bird droppings everywhere, no one cleans it, there are only a dozen attendants, basically all of them are old and can't do their work.

Before, the son went mad and killed all the young ones,

These old antiques escaped because they lived in a relatively remote place.

Suddenly, a very beautiful bird flew out of the gloomy main hall of the palace, and the old chamberlains trembled in unison, and only breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that it was only a bird.

In the main hall of the royal palace.

Wearing a robe that hadn't been changed for a long time, with a scruffy beard, he quietly looked at the queen lying in the coffin, motionless.

Like a lifeless statue.

Suddenly, a tall shadow enveloped him.

His vision was darkened.

"The King"

The visitor shouted.

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The child suffered a little numb brain, and a little bit of recovery.

This voice seems to be someone who is very familiar with him.

A vague face flashed in Zishou's mind, and at the same time, he slowly raised his head, the person who came was none other than the national teacher who had been away for a long time.

"National teacher, save the queen who saved the widow"

Zishou's eyes lit up, and he hurriedly said.

Cao Yi suddenly turned into a rain of light and dissipated into the void.

Zishou was stunned for a few seconds, then reached out and rubbed his eyes, which turned out to be just his hallucination.

The national teacher did not return.

With a sigh, his gaze fell back on the queen's discolored face.

The peerless woman of that year, like a flower leaving the rhizome, is about to wither.

I don't know how long it took, but the orange sunset shone in little by little, making the queen's face a little more colorful.

Zishou couldn't help but reach out and touch the queen's face.

Suddenly, a figure enveloped him.

Zishou slowly raised his head, saw that it was Cao Yi, and asked uncertainly: "National teacher, are you really back?" ”

"Hmm"

Cao Yi looked at this emperor with some emotion.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a toy in the hands of a saint, and he can play with it as much as he wants.

"National teacher, help the widow resurrect the queen"

Zishou said with a pleading face.

"The king doesn't want to know the outcome of the war?"

Cao Yi said.

Only then did Zishou remember about the big war and asked, "How was the big war?" ”

"The five saints, except for the Taishang, are all dead"

Cao Yi said.

"Four Dead Saints"

Zishou's mouth opened wide and looked at Cao Yi blankly.

If someone else said it, he would definitely think it was crazy.

That is a saint who lives with heaven and earth, immortal and immortal, and actually died four.

"Won't that Hongjun Daoist be angry?"

Zishou said a little distractedly.

"That one has merged with the way of heaven, only the balance of heaven and earth, no feelings, and doesn't care who dies"

Cao Yi explained.

Zishou nodded suddenly.

"Zhun Ti is dead"

Zishou's eyes suddenly lit up.

Zhun Ti can be said to be the person he hates the most.

"Die well, die well......"

He muttered in his mouth.

Cao Yi walked to the coffin and returned the queen to the soul with supreme magical powers.

In a short period of time, he died twice in a row, which caused great damage to the queen's soul, and she did not wake up for a while.

"The queen is weak now, and she will be fine in a few days"

Cao Yi said.

Zishou walked up to Cao Yi and bowed deeply: "Thank you to the national teacher"

"It's over here, and it's time for the poor road to go"

Cao Yi said with a smile.

Zishou heard that Cao Yi was leaving, and he was anxious, "Where is the national teacher going?" ”

"Go where you need to go"

Cao Yi's answer was very vague.

"Can the national teacher wait for the widow to abolish slavery before leaving?"

The sub was pleaded.

"Abolition?"

Cao Yi was very surprised by Zishou's decision.

You must know that Zishou is the biggest slave owner in this world.

The abolition of slavery is tantamount to opposition to oneself.

"People live in this world, who is nobler than whom, who is lower than whom, after the ups and downs of this time, the widow has seen through."

Zishou looked through the red dust.

"It should be more than that."

Cao Yi looked at Zishou with a smile.

Zishou smiled embarrassedly and said: "I know that I can't hide it from the national teacher, and there is another reason, the widow is only the nominal lord of the big business, and the real power has always been in the hands of all the princes and nobles at all levels. And the slave who has been neglected is the best target to woo. ”

That makes sense.

Cao Yi put away his smile and said: "Centralization of power will inevitably lead to bloody conflicts, and the king must be mentally prepared. ”

"The widow has been ready for a long time"

Zishou said.

Cao Yi didn't say anything more.

A few days later, the order for the abolition of slavery quickly spread throughout the world.

The royal city, the place, the nobles of all sizes were angry.

The king actually sided with the lowly slaves.

It was they who wrote to express their opposition.

The son is stubborn.

The abolitionist movement was vigorously launched.

Of course, the nobility made stumbling inevitable.