"This king is ready to go in person!"

It has been 300 years since Xiong Ba ascended the throne, and he is the longest-reigning king.

After the southern conquest and the northern war, through the ups and downs.

This king with the highest military achievements has a very important position in the hearts of both the people and the opponents.

"You're too risky, my lord, in case you fall into a trap!" Yuan Chi was the first to object.

"If I don't take the risk, I can't do it, if I don't go in person, I'm afraid I won't talk about good conditions."

There is another important reason why it is so urgent, that is, Xiong Ba is almost dead.

He is dozens of years younger than Zhang Wulang, and if Zhang Wulang is dead, then he is almost at his age.

Before dying, take a little risk and do something to benefit your descendants, for Xiong Ba, this little risk is nothing.

And Xiong Ba knew he had to go.

The other party has already set his sights on himself, and now he is saluting first and then soldiering, if he doesn't go to the Tao, maybe the next step is to crusade.

At that time, the situation will be more dangerous, once Dayi Shang also makes a move against the Chu State, coupled with the surrounding countries, the Xiong clan can only flee at that time.

It is reasonable for Xiong Ba to have a good relationship with Dayi merchants, otherwise what awaits them is destruction.

……

In the next few days, the people of Chu prepared for several days and specifically inquired about the relevant etiquette.

For example, how many people to bring, and what gifts, in addition to the king himself, there are also heirs, princesses, etc., and the Dayi Chamber of Commerce will have a reward.

These are all regulations, and it is impossible to go alone.

Yuan Chi asked the plum blossom fairy Zhang Mei to calculate a hexagram.

"How's the hexagram?"

"Blessings and misfortunes come from people, both good and bad." Zhang Mei gave this answer.

Zhang Mei's plum blossom divination method is very magical, as the first female witch of Chu State, she has a very heavy decision-making power on many major events.

"Okay, I'll tell the king about this hexagram." Yuan Chi heard the words and left.

Zhang Mei sighed deeply.

It's not because of anything, it's mainly because of her own personal affairs, since she died once, her lifespan is still relatively sufficient, about a hundred years or so.

What really disturbed her was that there was no way to pass it on.

Until now, no one has been able to comprehend the plum blossom algorithm.

Yuan Chi can't, neither can Peony, and there are other juniors, whether it's Xiong or Zhang, no one can comprehend this technique.

This made Zhang Mei worry that the inheritance was about to be broken.

A few days later, the clouds in the sky broke open, and a bronze bird with a wingspan broke through the clouds.

The eyes are inlaid with rubies the size of millstones, and on their backs are bronze palaces and the oni warriors of the Dayi merchants. Half of the face of the demon god warrior is a living person, and the other side is the evil face of indigo.

On top of the Xuanniao chariot, there is also a strange-looking bird-headed person.

The chariot hovered hundreds of feet in the air, and the bird-headed man flew down.

"May I ask where the king is?"

Xiong Ba led his family and his subordinates into the chariot.

Xuanyao flapped his wings, the wind suddenly rose, and he led everyone to Chongguo in the northwest.

This matter instantly spread throughout the surrounding countries, and the monarchs of all countries speculated about the transaction between the Chu State and the Dayi merchants.

If a strategic alliance is really reached, won't there be a nail in the nail of the Shang Dynasty in the south in the future?

Some people wanted to take advantage of this opportunity to attack the Chu State, but after thinking about it, forget it.

The chariots of the Shang Dynasty are coming, and it won't take long for them to come from afar, maybe they can bring reinforcements from Chongguo, but it's too risky to do it now, unless someone else does it.

So, they instigated some tribes to come and harass them, but unfortunately others were not stupid.

Chongguo court.

The monarch of Chongguo was dressed in tiger-striped armor, tall and tall, and wore a silver crown on his head, which was large and covered most of his facial features.

Beside him lay a liger beast with a five-colored haze.

This is the Marquis of Chong, the country of the Marquis, the chief of the local priests, who has participated in the conquest of the surrounding countries.

"The prince will meet with the leader of the Chu State?" Chonghou asked his subordinates.

"Yes, in the Shade area."

"Then let him go, don't pay attention to it, since you don't notify Ben Hou, Ben Hou doesn't have to take the initiative to go."

After all, the prince is the prince, and he is an important minister of the court, and communicating with the prince too much is not like a good thing, giving the king a feeling that he can't wait to stand in line.

An important minister of his level no longer needs to maintain his glory and wealth by standing in line.

On the contrary, the princes want to increase their bargaining chips by gaining their own support.

Shade City.

Zi Shou was dressed in costume, and there were two people standing beside him, one with white hair and one with white hair.

"Emperor Feng and Emperor Shui, the two of you will maintain order for a while, and if you have a heart of disobedience, you will be killed immediately."

"Yes!"

The two non-mortal creatures said in unison.

These are the spirits of heaven and earth, summoned from the void by the Son and obeyed his commands.

The minimum cultivation for each person is to travel.

Above the refining of qi is the dining xia, above the dining xia is the travel, and above the traveling is the human immortals.

The vast majority of emperors in the world are almost in the realm of human immortals, and further up is the realm that can only be reached by mythical characters.

Zi has been cultivated for thousands of years, but he is just a human immortal.

The palace maids, attendants, flying birds, and stone men were all busy, arranging the banquet venue, and dozens of slaves were escorted out and subjected to various punishments.

In the open space outside the house, the five-colored earthen altar is nine feet high, white flags hunt in the wind, wormwood burns to form wolf smoke, and bird-headed wizards with red masks sing songs in low voices.

The spirits of the underworld rode the green whirlwind down to earth to feast on sacrifices.

Halfway through the ceremony, the wizard stopped his spell and stepped forward to meet Zishou.

"Son, there is also an important sacrifice to worship God."

"There's no hurry, wait a minute."

Soon, the big bird flew in and landed in the open space outside the city.

The child looked up.

Emperor Feng and Emperor Shui flew out to greet them and divert the crowd.

A courtier has a place for a courtier, and a monarch has a place for a sovereign.

This place, only Xiongba is qualified to come.

Among them, the bear class, who is the son of the world, is taken care of.

"Prince of Chu, please go here." The Bird-Headed Wizard pointed in the other direction.

Yuan Chi suddenly thought of something and shouted, "Shizi! ”

"You're over here!" The white-haired Emperor Shui's eyes condensed, and a boundless chill hit, Yuan Chi suddenly felt a coercion, suppressed so much that he couldn't speak.

On the other side, Xiong Ba has been led to the main hall to meet with Zishou.

On the way, he saw at least twenty-five punishments.

Inside the Nuo Damu Hall, with soft moss and flower petals under his feet, a young man sat in front of him, and in front of Xiong Ba was an empty table.

On the table were melons, fruits, vegetables and various meats, including the flesh and blood of the sacrifices.

"Meet the Son!" Xiongba hugs his fists.

"You may be seated, and you're welcome." Zishou pointed to the table opposite.

"This is the jade dew of the Song of the Dynasty, the dew of the Nine Heavens Yunjing, Chu Jun can taste it." The son was held up to the decanter, and the liquid inside the decanter shone brightly.

Xiong Ba tasted it when he heard this, and felt that his true qi had increased a lot.

"Sure enough, it's a fetish." Xiong Ba exclaimed.

"Haha, it's just a small way, these are all things outside the body, whether it is divine skills, holy relics, or even the best bloodlines in the world are illusory, only a body of cultivation is the foundation of oneself."

A mortal with the most ordinary bloodline, if he has cultivated to the level of human immortals, he can also completely destroy those noble bloodlines who do not have the realm of immortals.

Zishou realized this very early, so unlike other nobles, he didn't value blood, but only ability and future potential, so he always gathered a group of subordinates with superb abilities but average status.

Others often say that the prince likes to appoint "villains" (people of low status), and this is why the term "villain" (people of low status) comes from this.

If Xiong Ba is willing to be attached, whether it is sincere or sincere, as long as he adds a share of his glory, Zishou can give him a lot of convenience.

Xiong Ba ate a lot of things, but probably didn't like human flesh, he never touched these meats, and ignored human flesh while talking to Zi Shou.

During this period, Xiong Ba talked about many titles and rewards.

Zishou didn't seem to hear it, just chatting about homely things.

Just when Xiong Ba couldn't help but want a showdown, Zishou put down his wine glass and sighed:

"It's not that the son of this world has rebelled, you don't accept the king, and now there is an opportunity to civilize civilization, but you are willing to fall, how can the Celestial Empire trust you?"

"What does the prince mean?" Xiong Ba's heart sank, it seems that he has to eat human flesh today.

"The major affairs of the country are in worship and worship. Rong is from the king, and the worship is also determined by the king. If you use the method of barbarianism, you are barbarians, how can the big merchants accept barbarians? Zishou asked rhetorically.

"Okay, that's what the prince said." Xiong Ba looked at the human flesh in front of him, picked up the chopsticks, and was about to pick up a piece.

"Wait." Zishou hurriedly stopped, he clapped his hands, and Di Feng brought in a wooden box, and a strange fragrance emanated from the inside of the box.

Xiong Ba smelled this fragrance, and instantly remembered the elixir of Qunyu Mountain, no, this thing is stronger than the elixir.

Di Feng opened the box, and Xiong Ba looked down to see that it was a plate of meat.

Xiong Ba's face turned red, and his eyes were even darker and frightening.

"Chu Jun, this is a sacrifice to God, and the gods are also, you can taste it."

Emperor Feng stood by Xiong Ba's side.

Xiong Ba squeezed out a smile on his face and arched his hand: "Thank you, Shizi." ”

After that, he also ate the sacrifices.

In an instant, a stream of pure energy flowed through the limbs and hundreds of remains, and a large section of the Zhurong blood veins in the body was purified.

"You're welcome, I want to thank you, it should be this son who thanks you." Zishou smiled weirdly, "Eat, keep eating." ”

"Okay."

Xiong Ba endured his grief and swept it away.

It is not a joke to leave a little sacrifice to eat, but it is indeed useful, and in the words of the Dayi merchants, it is a gift from the gods.

After Xiong Ba ate the sacrifice, his cultivation and bloodline faintly increased a lot.

Maybe before the end of life, you can hit a higher Xia realm.

But Xiong Ba couldn't accept it in his heart.

He was enduring humiliation, and it was the hardest moment of his life.

Seeing Xiong Ba, who was gradually discing, Zishou was a little satisfied.

Finally civilized.

It's not that he deliberately makes things difficult for Xiongba, Dashang has a tradition of sharing food and attaching to the eldest son of the tribe, the first must be a loyalty test, since the other party is willing to sacrifice his son, then it also proves that he is willing to belong.

The second is also to see whether it accepts the sacrificial system of the Great Shang.

Needless to say, if you don't want to accept it, then you don't need to say anything.

Xiong Ba performed well, and Zishou was very satisfied with it.

"I intend to make your father a viscount and a priest in the south."

Shepherd, in charge also. Divisions, military also.

"Thank you, Shizi."

Xiong Ba bowed deeply.

Like the Western Zhou, he was given the position of local leader at the cost of his own humiliation.

Get rid of the barbarian identity, officially enter the stage of history, and leave a complete generational pedigree in history.

Whether this name is good or not, whether it is good or not, whether it is good or bad, can only be judged by future generations.

Xiong Ba finished the meeting with Shizi, and staggered out of the hall, his back looking very lonely.

A few days later.

Xiong Ba was officially hired, and was given two bronze Xuanniao chariots with gas refining level combat power that could consign 10,000 people, which was the form in which they came.

"Dashang is a country of ten thousand rides, and one or two cars are nothing." Zishou pretended to be generous, but in fact he was showing off his strength.

Xiong Ba returned with the chariot.

On the way, people kept asking about the whereabouts of Xiong Ban, Xiong Ba's face was gloomy and silent, only Yuan Chi looked indifferent, and seemed to know it for a long time.

Chu State, Danyang.

There are two more Xuanniao chariots over the bustling city.

Xiong Ba led his subordinates back to Danyang and brought back the news that he had been appointed as a priest in the south.

And the viscount is that this news has been downplayed, and the king of Chu himself is the king, how can he be demoted to a viscount?

Return to the palace.

Only Yuan Chi and Xiong Ba remained.

Xiong Ba suddenly knelt on one knee, holding the case with his left hand, and clasping his throat with his right fingers, looking pained, as if he wanted to spit out something.

"King! King! Condolences change! ”

Yuan Chi hurriedly stepped forward to comfort.

Xiong Ba gasped for breath, his eyes were red, flame lines appeared on his body, and the indoor temperature rose by dozens of degrees.

"It hurts! Class! I can't stand you for the Father! ”

He knew that Ban'er would not suffer before he died, but sacrificed calmly, and it was precisely because of this that Xiong Ba felt extremely guilty.

If he knew this, he would rather be a barbarian and hide in the south to resist the big merchants.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

"My lord, there is no chance of revenge. Take care of yourself! ”

Xiong Ba Huo Ran raised his head and said, "Yes, there will be a day to destroy Shang and take revenge." ”

The great merchants conquered the world, leaving behind countless blood feuds.

Dongyi, Xirong, Beidi, and even their own Nanban.

Too much, too much, there will be a chance in the future.

Xiong Ba instantly burned his fighting spirit, retreated and cultivated, and found a way to break through.

Spring goes to autumn, and a jiazi passes in a hurry.

(End of chapter)