There was nothing to say along the way.

Because Di Xin's last sentence is somewhat scary.

Zhang Yange is at most one sentence, under the saint, I am invincible!

Yang Jian reminded him of this and asked him not to say it everywhere.

This Emperor Xin directly said that he could kill the saint!

But everyone seems to agree with what Di Xin said, and that guy seems to really have this kind of ability.

"Brother Zhang, how strong is the King of Heaven?" Yang Jian still wanted to know more about King Xu.

Although they all watched this battle clearly just now.

But no matter how carefully it is, it is not as careful as Zhang Yange.

Zhang Yange thought for a while and said, "Even if my true qi recovers, I am not sure that I can defeat him!" ”

It is enough to have this phrase.

"The strength of the kings comes from the luck of the human emperor, he became here, but he will die here in the end." Jiang Ziya felt that his morale was a little low, and he hurriedly spoke.

They calmly left Chaoge along the way and headed for Xiqi.

"Uncle Jiang, will you go directly to Xibohou when you get to Xiqi?" Nezha asked.

"Nope! I need to observe and observe. Jiang Ziya said as he washed the clay pot.

This is the rule set by Huo Ling'er.

If you are new to the chicken soup, you have to wash the clay pot!

"But didn't Uncle Jiang say that Xibohou is the Ming Lord?" Last time, Xiqi sent grain to help the people of Chentangguan, which made Nezha always think of Ji Chang's goodness.

"Don't you understand? Go to find someone, people will naturally not pay attention to it, you have to let people beg you!

In this way, people will pay attention to you in the future. Huo Ling'er stared at Jiang Ziya's clay pot from the side.

Jiang Ziya smiled bitterly, this little girl is so good, I really want to take out the whip to thank her.

"Uncle Jiang, are my parents on the god list?" Nezha asked.

It's something he's been worried about.

He was worried that because of the cause and effect he provoked, all his parents were on the list of gods.

He, like Yang Jian, went on it himself.

But if it affects his family because of this, Nezha really can't accept it.

"I don't know." Jiang Ziya smiled bitterly. "It stands to reason that the person on the list is determined by the Emperor of Heaven and Nuwa Niangniang, as well as the saints of the three religions.

But a few days ago, this god list was restless a few times for no reason. I was singing at the time, and I didn't dare to open it at will. ”

"Can you open it up now?" Nezha then asked.

Jiang Ziya put down the clay pot, "Originally, I couldn't, but now I'll take a look." ”

In the past, he was a little worried about the god list, but after opening it once today, he was not so careful.

But Jiang Ziya seems to have forgotten that the last time he opened it, someone promised it, and he was responsible for the variables.

But this time the man didn't have that promise.

At this moment, Zhang Yange was sitting on a stone, and in front of him was the seventh day of the first month.

And the wound on his shoulder has completely healed.

Seeing that Zhang Yange had a shoulder injury, the task of chopping chickens was taken over by Yang Jian.

"Yang Jian, the size of the chicken nuggets must be exactly the same." Huo Ling'er said uneasily.

"I see." Yang Jian nodded.

"And be sure to follow the texture of the muscles." Huo Ling'er continued.

Yang Jian put down the knife, "Either you come!" ”

Huo Ling'er asked Niu Er to follow suit, this guy is still a little short of a teacher.

So Huo Ling'er tacitly shut up.

After Yang Jian chopped ten chickens, he was sweating profusely.

"I'm not as good as Brother Zhang." He said, looking at the chicken nuggets.

Zhang Yange glanced at it, "It's barely okay." ”

"Zhang Yange, if you are reluctant to go to the seventh day of the first month, go to Biyou Palace with me and let the master refine it again.

I don't know how he made this sword.

Broken at the critical moment, one of your chicken wings... His arm was almost chopped off by Di Xin. Huo Ling'er was still thinking about the fire in her heart.

I almost said that my arms were chicken wings...

Zhang Yange smiled and said, "Don't blame your master, it's my fault!"

The soul of this sword is gone, so I won't toss it. ”

Zhang Yange reorganized the sword with true qi, and stood under the moon to practice a set of swordsmanship.

"How can this sword technique be as slow as his fist technique." Huo Ling'er asked curiously.

Niu Er said intently, "Master, that's the Great Dao!" ”

"Well, my chicken soup is also a great way." Huo Ling'er replied.

The last sword stabbed out.

The seventh day of the first month became pieces again, Zhang Yange found a place, dug a big pit by himself, and buried the seventh day of the first month...

"Chicken soup." Huo Ling'er shouted at Zhang Yange's back.

Zhang Yange waved his hand at the cemetery of the seventh year of the first month, turned around and said with a smile, "I'm here!" ”

"Sing the chicken soup first, and then I will open the god list after drinking the chicken soup." Jiang Ziya said to Nezha.

"Hmm." Nezha also thinks it's more important to drink chicken soup.

After drinking the chicken soup, everyone sat around.

Even Zhang Yange was very curious about what this god list looked like. He had been fighting with Di Xin before, and he didn't see clearly what the god list looked like.

Jiang Ziya took out the god list.

"Huh?" Zhang Yange was slightly surprised.

Everyone looked at him, and Zhang Yange hurriedly said, "I remembered something else." ”

How does this god list look so much like his own Zhenwu Town Demon Map?

After coming here, Zhang Yange never took out the True Qi Demon Suppression Diagram.

The main thing is that I'm worried that the picture will get into trouble.

He's glad he didn't take it out now, otherwise he would really get into trouble.

"Don't lie to you, when I first got the god list, I just thought it was a work of art." Jiang Ziya said with a smile.

As he spoke, the Fengshen List unfolded gently.

Nezha looked at the names on the list, but most of the names on the list were shrouded in fog and couldn't be seen clearly at all.

"Wha!" Bai Jian stepped down from the list of gods.

At this moment, he was wearing a jade dragon armor, and he finally had a little bit of the momentum of Emperor Xuanyuan's general army.

Nezha has been looking at the names on the list of gods since then, and he can't care about anything else at all.

The more Zhang Yange looked at the Fengshen List, the more he looked like his own Zhenwu Town Demon Map.

"And the chicken soup?" Bai Jian asked, licking his face.

"It's gone!" Huo Ling'er said unceremoniously.

Originally, there was an altar for each person, so she and Zhang Yange naturally did not need to limit it.

However, Zhang Yange generally doesn't eat a jar.

"It's a little late." Bai Jian said with a smile. "But it's a good feeling to be on the list!

Mr. Jiang, I'm going to Xiqi to build a Fengshentai. ”

When he was on the list of gods, he understood his duty.

If this god platform is not built well, the gods on the god list will not be able to ascend to the sky at that time.

"Go ahead, Xibo Hou Jichang should have known about this for a long time, if you explain it to him, he will naturally list you." Jiang Ziya said with a smile.

Bai Jian nodded.

Just as he was leaving, a mutation suddenly happened!

A puff of black smoke rolled up the god list!

None of the people present, including the dog or the cow, found it.

Jiang Ziya hurriedly grabbed the god list.

Yang Jian and Nezha directly smashed into the black smoke.

Jiang Ziya took advantage of the situation and pulled the Fengshen List into his arms.

Phew!

The god list has been torn apart! (End of chapter)