Jungnam Mountain.

When the sun hung high in the sky, a raging fire suddenly rose from the top of Jungnam Mountain. Flames tens of meters high swirled around, rendering Jungnan Mountain into a huge mountain of flames. Even if they are dozens of miles away, they can clearly see the burning flames.

The vision of the burning mountain was fleeting, and it even made people wonder if they were dazzled.

The summit of Jungnam Mountain.

When the raging flames rose, Qiu Chuji and the others retreated more than ten zhang in order to withstand the sudden rising flames and the terrible heat wave. Before they could recover from the shock, they saw all the flames disappear again, as if they had never appeared.

"This!"

The Daoists were stunned, a little at a loss. Someone muttered, not knowing what to say.

At this moment, Wang Chongyang, who had not moved for two days, suddenly opened his eyes. I saw that its pupils were red, like raging flames, and everywhere I looked, the air was distorted by the high temperature. There was a scarlet flame mark on the center of his eyebrows, which gave his young and handsome face a little more ethereal fairy aura.

"Master." Qiu Chuji was the first to notice Wang Chongyang's awakening, and ran forward excitedly and bowed down.

"Changchun." Wang Chongyang stared at the crane-haired mound with a complicated expression.

I thought it was an eternal sleep, but I never thought that there would be a day of recovery, and I got a great opportunity to rejuvenate and rejuvenate. It's a pity that of the seven disciples of that year, only Changchun is left now. If they can persist until the door of Tianwei is opened, they may not have to wait until the immortal fate comes.

"Master, you're thinking about your brother and brother again." Qiu Chuji has served Wang Chongyang for hundreds of years, and he knows what he is thinking just by looking at his expression. When he thought of the brothers who had already become ancients, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

"Hey, they're a step late." Wang Chongyang sighed, but after all, he was already used to the departure of his disciples, and quickly recovered from his loss. He raised his head and looked in the direction of Kaifeng, the capital of the Great Song Kingdom in the East, and said calmly: "You leave for Kaifeng immediately." ”

Qiu Chuji was stunned for a moment, and quickly reacted.

The resurrection of Wang Chongyang has been seen by tens of thousands of people, and many Great Song officials were present. It is definitely impossible to hide this matter, but I am afraid that the news is already on the way to Kaifeng. And now that the Holy One knows this, it is certainly impossible for him to be without action.

"I don't know how the disciple should reply to the Holy Lord." Qiu Chuji hesitated for a moment and asked in a low voice.

"Tell the Holy One that the great era is coming." Wang Chongyang put his hands behind his back, his eyes looked into the distance deeply, and his face was full of complexity.

Mountains and seas, floods, wilderness, the world where ancient gods and men live together, an unprecedented era!

Hopefully, there's still plenty of time!

When Qiu Chuji heard this, he couldn't help but look slightly nervous when he thought of the Tianwei Gate that the gods said that day.

What kind of big era will it be?

Qiu Chu's mind was complicated, and he quickly calmed down. After bidding farewell to Wang Chongyang, he summoned a human-tall beast eagle and walked towards Kaifeng.

And since Qiu Chuji left, Wang Chongyang has fallen into a new round of retreat, and the Quanzhen Sect has barely regained its calm after this incident. Although everyone knows that this calm is only the beginning of a new turmoil.

Mrs. Ya stayed at Zhang's house for three days, and explained some of the mysteries of the Heavenly Demon Dafa to Zhang Shang before Shi Shiran left. After all, she is the head of the Yin Sect, and there are still many affairs to deal with, so it is impossible for her to stay in the Zhang family all the time.

Three days later, a house in Chang'an.

"In just three days, the prince has a new understanding of the emperor's art, and the high talent is really the only one in the old man's life." Chu Nangong smiled all over his face and did not hesitate to praise himself.

Zhang Shang responded with a smile and said modestly: "It's all taught by Chu Nangong and Lord Yueshen, and Bai Ren doesn't dare to be arrogant." ”

"Giggles, my lord's words are serious. The humble level of lowly duties is the one who never dares to take credit. The moon god chuckled.

The group was humble for a moment, then looked at each other and laughed.

Chu Nangong smiled, stroked his beard and said: "Childe's complexion and expression today are different from the past, and there is a little less depression and sorrow between his eyebrows, but I don't know if he has made a decision about the future." ”

Zhang Shang nodded and praised: "Chu Nangong is really as wise as a torch, and he admires it in his heart." In the past few days, Bainin has thought about the teachings of the two of them, and has some immature ideas about the future. I happened to have time today, so I came to ask the two of you for advice. ”

The two glanced at each other, and there was a little more smile in their eyes, and they didn't interrupt Zhang Shang's words.

Zhang Shang continued: "Today's situation is complicated, no matter what plans we have in the future, we need to establish our own intelligence system as soon as possible. Only in this way can we control the situation in the world in the shortest possible time. And if you want to establish a complete intelligence system, you can't be limited to the Great Song Dynasty.

Therefore, I want to send people to the Western Regions, and even farther to the Western Continent, as well as the surrounding Dongying and other places to inquire about the situation and prepare for our future. ”

As the saying goes, knowing oneself and knowing that the other side can win all battles, if you can't even figure out the situation in the world, what kind of big plan can you talk about?

When Zhang Shang finished speaking, Chu Nangong bowed his head slightly and said with a smile: "It's good that Gongzi can think of this." As for the problem of manpower, I think that the son has already thought about it, so he won't repeat it much. It's just that the old man wants to ask Childe a question, in what capacity does Childe plan to appear in front of the world, and in what capacity does Childe plan to intervene in future changes? ”

Zhang Shang's expression remained unchanged, and his eyebrows were full of confidence.

Chu Nangong's meaning, he already understood.

The Zhang family is just a small gentry, and if they want to intervene in the future changes of heaven and earth, they are far from qualified.

Even though Zhang Shang can ignore all enemies, he has never been a thief for a thousand days, how can there be a reason to prevent thieves for a thousand days?

So even if Zhang Shang doesn't want to break the existing rules and dominate the world now, become the supreme emperor, the ruthless controller of Taishang, he also needs a suitable identity, an identity that can intervene in future changes.

"The young master of the Yin and Yang family is not the most suitable identity." Zhang Shang smiled calmly and said.

The Great Sect of the Hidden World, the descendants of the ancient gods, and the masters under him are like clouds, there is no more suitable identity to stand on the bright side and use it to meddle in future changes.

"Great goodness." Chu Nangong understood Zhang Shang's thoughts, stroked his beard and laughed.

And just when Zhang Shang and others were discussing how to establish the intelligence system of the Yin and Yang family, build and lay a global intelligence network, and by the way, set up their own forces, a dusty iron horse stepped through the dense morning sun and appeared in front of the gate of Kaifeng, the capital of the Great Song Dynasty.

"Jingzhao Mansion 800 miles expedited, Jingzhao Mansion 800 miles expedited!"

The people who came rode on tall horses galloped all the way on the road specially designed for military emergencies, shouting hoarsely and loudly.

His voice was not too loud, and his hoarse voice made his words vague, but the eight-hundred-mile rush flag still alarmed the entire Kaifeng.

They hadn't seen this kind of scene in a long time!