Ji Chang rebelled, and Zishou was not worried.

The Great Shang has been passed down for so many generations, and the accumulated strength and heritage have already reached an unimaginable level, which is absolutely more than enough to deal with the rebellion of a local prince in a remote corner.

I am afraid that the saints who live with heaven and earth will interfere, and at that time, any accumulation will be nothing more than a castle in the air.

Cao Yi saw a strong worry in Zishou's eyes, and said calmly: "The catastrophe has just begun, and it is not yet the time when the saint instructs, the monks mentioned in the document are all some third-generation and fourth-generation disciples, if the poor Dao is not mistaken, it is just the instruction of the second-generation disciples of the Twelve Golden Immortals. ”

Zishou's expression was a little softened, but the second generation of disciples instructed him, with a peak golden immortal like Kong Xuan and Cao Yi, it was not a big problem.

"Compared with Ji Chang, Poor Dao is more worried about you, the king"

When Cao Yi spoke, the cold expression that came to mind not long ago, when Zhun Ti left.

The most terrifying thing in this world is to be remembered by a saint.

"Worried about widows?"

Zishou was a little confused.

With the national teacher by his side, Kong Xuan of Sanshan Pass can come back to escort him at any time, what danger can he have.

Cao Yi didn't say anything.

The rights and wrongs of saints cannot be said in this world.

As a generation of top emperors, Zishou's mind did not change quickly, and he quickly reacted, Cao Yi didn't say it, not because he didn't want to say it, but because he couldn't say it.

Who could make the dignified peak golden immortal so jealous?

The answer is about to come out, a saint who lives with heaven and earth.

"Is that the one?"

He pointed to the west.

Cao Yi knew that he was talking about Yuan Shi Tianzun, shook his head, and said, "No."

"No" Zishou was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "That's right, the national teacher has just said that he hasn't really mixed up yet."

"Who could it be?"

He ruled it out in his mind.

Tongtian Sect Master, first of all, rule it out.

Because Wen Zhong served as the Taishi, the most people in Dashang were the disciples of the Interception Sect.

There is no reason for the Tongtian Sect Master to make a move.

Nuwa is the second exclusion.

From the beginning of its establishment, Dashang has worshiped Nuwa as a righteous god, and has never offended, so it is impossible for Nuwa to trouble him.

The third exclusion of the Taiqing sage, who advocates quiet and inaction, even if he ends, it is impossible to be the first to end.

Four of the six excluded the remaining two belonged to one faction.

The answer is imminent.

"How could it be them?"

Zishou's handsome face was a little more incomprehensible.

He couldn't understand where he had offended the two saints of the Western Sect.

Seeing that Zishou guessed, Cao Yi simply pointed to the sky.

Zishou was stunned for a moment, and suddenly said: "Heavenly Dao"

Then, he nodded.

The only thing that can drive saints in this world is the supreme Heavenly Dao.

Why Heavenly Dao did this, you don't have to guess to know, because of the catastrophe.

Knowing that you are facing the calculations of a saint and not worrying or nervous is false.

Zishou took a deep breath and said, "Next, what should the widow do?" Ask the national teacher to teach the widow. ”

"You don't have to do anything, you can't do anything, there is a poor way, that person won't mess around for the time being, but it's hard to say after a long time"

As an outsider, Cao Yi has a clear understanding of Zhun Ti's character.

In a hurry, absolutely anything can be done.

Zishou clenched his fists and released them, the feeling that he might be in danger at any time was too uncomfortable for him.

At this moment, a great force descended from the sky and enveloped the entire Chaoge City.

Rao is Cao Yi also felt a strong sense of oppression.

It's not good, I'm allowed to mention the one who didn't have a product, and I shot it in advance.

Slap in the face.

Cao Yi immediately wanted to burn his life, cast a small fatalistic technique, and have a big battle with Zhun Ti.

However, immediately after, an extremely beautiful peerless woman appeared in the sky above Asagajo.

His expression was calm mixed with the coldness of being thousands of miles away.

Like a peerless queen.

"Nuwa"

Cao Yi instantly guessed the identity of the comer.

Nuwa's cold eyes cast on, and she didn't say a word.

What's the situation?

What is Nuwa here for? Isn't the poem of Zi being humiliated by Nuwa erased?

Cao Yi wondered in his heart.

"Nuwa Niangniang"

I don't know who shouted.

And all the people of the city fell to their knees.

Zishou is no exception.

Nuwa created things to make up the sky, and she was also a god of the Great Shang, and in the eyes of the Shang Dynasty, her status was far higher than that of several other saints.

Seeing this scene, thinking of Zhun Ti's frame-up, Cao Yi felt very ridiculous.

An emperor in the world of Xianxia openly writes poems to tease his gods, which is treating everyone as fools.

"Rise up, Lord"

Nuwa said flatly.

The child stood up uncontrollably.

The people of the city followed and stood up uncontrollably.

"I don't know what instructions the mother has?"

Zishou asked respectfully.

"There is no instruction, but this seat is for him"

Nuwa's cold eyes shifted to Cao Yi's body.

"National teacher?"

The son was stunned.

He also thought that Nuwa Niangniang was coming at him.

For me?

Cao Yi was a little confused.

You won't be allowed to take revenge on yourself and pretend to be yourself to flirt with Nuwa, right?

The more you think about it, the more likely it is.

Cao Yi had the urge to scold his mother.

"Kunpeng is the only remaining giant of my demon clan, you shouldn't kill him anyway."

Nuwa said coldly.

It's for Kunpeng's business.

Cao Yi breathed a sigh of relief.

Compared with molesting Nuwa herself, killing Kunpeng is lighter.

"Niangniang, do you know what Kunpeng did in Beihai?"

Cao Yi said calmly.

"Whatever he did, you shouldn't have killed him"

Nuwa's tone was still cold.

"He seized Yuan Futong, provoked a war between Beihai and Dashang, and his lives were ruined, shouldn't he be killed?"

Cao Yi asked rhetorically.

Nuwa didn't say anything.

"Could it be that what Kunpeng did was instructed by his mother?"

Cao Yi asked again.

"Presumptuous"

Nuwa raised her hand and struck out an extremely splendid chain of order.

Cao Yi was immediately imprisoned, and his divine power was greatly suppressed.

But the little fatalism is still fine.

I have to say that this supernatural power from the immortal world is really against the sky.

"Dare to ask Niangniang, Kunpeng's life is fate, but the life of the people of Dashang is not?"

Cao Yi's face did not change his color.

As soon as these words came out, countless people, including Zishou and the monks, looked up at Nuwa in the sky.

Yes, Kunpeng's life is fate, but the life of the people of Dashang is not.

"No matter how clever you are today, it's useless"

Nuwa's tone was extremely flat.

Zishou, the monks, and the people all showed disappointed expressions, and the Nuwa saint that everyone admired was actually such a person.

"What are you going to do to me?"

Cao Yi still said without changing his face.

"Self-abandonment, or seclusion for 100,000 years"

Nuwa replied indifferently.

Cao Yi didn't hesitate, tore open the space, and entered the boundary sea: "The first battle of the boundary sea"

Nuwa's peerless figure disappeared after that.

"National Teacher"

Zishou chased after him for a few steps, and there was nothing in front of him.

"The national teacher is dead"

"How could the Peak Golden Immortal be the opponent of a saint?"

……

There was a lot of chattering around.

None of them are optimistic about Cao Yi.

Zishou's expression suddenly darkened a lot.

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