Fengshen, a gorgeous and treacherous era, an era of alternating Zhou and Shang, an era of parallel immortals, later generations for this era, only a few words, future generations can only speculate, imagine.

When Ji Dan came to this era and integrated into the ancient society, he found that this ancient era was not as beautiful and simple as later generations imagined.

The pen is the pen, and the sharpening is the sharpening, and Zhongni's Spring and Autumn brushwork covers up too much secret.

In this ghost and god are not gone, the first birth of civilization, blood, wilderness, cruelty, human sacrifice, divination...... is the main theme of this era, under the cold royal power, there are all white bones, crazy divine power, stained with endless blood and tears.

The more noble the bloodline, the more solemn and sacred the sacrifice, the ancestor of Yin Shang into the soup, he once sacrificed his body, praying for good weather.

Yin Shang is still like this, how can the Western Zhou Dynasty be exempt from vulgarity, the yellow clothes with phoenix patterns, jade around the waist, a simple face, resembling a peasant, regardless of life and death, calmly entered the court song.

He prostrate on the ground, inherited the order of Emperor Xuanniao, chose to surrender, and shouted loudly: "The spirit of the emperor is in the sky, and the life of Yin Shang is ten thousand years." ”

"Xibohou Jichang obeyed the order and set off on the same day to worship the co-lord of the world!"

The Xuanniao envoy gave orders ruthlessly, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a grim smile: "Xibohou, this year's sacrifice needs to be doubled, delight the ghosts and gods." ”

"Yui." Xibohou Ji Chang's face did not change his color to take over the task indicators, Yin Shang heavy sacrifices, and the most important part of the tributes paid by the princes from all walks of life was the blood tax.

If Xiqi doesn't want to sacrifice his people, then he can only open up outward, plunder Xirong, and conquer those demon kingdoms.

Yin Shang needs divine blood, but he doesn't care about the source of divine blood, whether it is demon god blood or human god blood, it is all divine blood.

"Xibohou, your loyalty is as long as Guozuo." The envoy of Yin Shang nodded with satisfaction, Dashang needs a loyal Xibohou, and it doesn't matter who Xibohou is.

If Xibohou is not loyal, there will naturally be a loyal Xibohou instead.

Today's Yin Shang has such power, and the Western Zhou Dynasty also understands this truth.

Even though there was a strange voice shouting, it was quickly suppressed.

Ji Dan was young, so he stood at the back, listened to the questioning voices of many uncles, and saw one after another Western Zhou clans being suppressed, they were roaring, they were angry.

"Ji Chang, you are helping businessmen to abuse, how long will the Zhou people be contaminated with this bloody and fearful abuse!"

"We are the descendants of Houji, the descendants of the god of grains, and the earth should be full of grains, not swords."

“……”

"Dan." Ji Bo Kao touched his young brother's head and sighed, "This is the price!" ”

This is the price of the rise of the Western Zhou Dynasty, since the great-grandfather surrendered to the Yin Shang, as his minions, and stayed until the grandfather Ji Li, married the noble daughter of the Yin Shang, integrated into it, became a part of its culture, fought for it, paid tribute for it, and sacrificed for it.

Even Zhou Bohou Jili also sacrificed in this grand cause, how ironic.

However, the Zhou people could only choose to accept it.

Because Yin Shang is the co-lord of the world, and Xiqi is only a bohou, and the most powerful bohou cannot cross the line of the gods.

"The ancestor is dead, and the father is gone, so who will be next?"

Ji Dan's eyes fell on his eldest brother Ji Bokao, who was a gentleman in white who was as gentle as jade, both in terms of status and moral evaluation, he was impeccable.

A sense of powerlessness surged from his heart, and generation after generation of Xibohou were imprisoned in Chaoge and finally died of illness.

What will be the fate of the eldest brother Ji Bokao?

Whether it's becoming a meatloaf, or stepping into the same cycle of reincarnation.

Can he change the outcome like this? Does he, Ji Dan, have such power?!

In the midst of the catastrophe, even the eldest brother who is the Ziwei Heavenly Emperor can't seem to pull the wheel of history, and can only watch fate roll forward.

And, whether he Ji Dan wants to abide by the inherent destiny and become the first saint under the three generations.

"Dan, what are you thinking?" The future emperor of the world, Ji Fa, lowered his head, his eyes were deep, staring at this younger brother who was born with Su Hui.

"I'm thinking...... Witchcraft can't save the Xiqi people! ”

Ji Dan took a deep breath, as the prince of the Western Zhou Dynasty, his status is noble, and he can collect information better than ordinary people, through the guidance of his elders and the ancient books in the Scripture Pavilion, he is sure that this is not a simple Shang and Zhou world, not a simple Wudao God Blood World.

On Kunlun Mountain, the first Tianzun, the immortals of the three islands overseas, the emperors of the human race in the past dynasties, Guangchengzi, Chisongzi, Ning Fengzi, Rongchengzi...... All kinds of legends show that this is a world with immortals.

This is Shang Zhou, and here is the gods.

"Do whatever you want." Ji Fa was silent for a long time, today's things are bad enough, they have reached the bottom, they will not get worse again, and he is no longer restraining his brother's behavior.

"Fa ......" Ji Fa's mother, Ji Chang's concubine Taiji's eyes drooped, and she was about to say something.

Suddenly, an old woman with silver hair, dressed in fine clothes, and a somewhat dignified face walked slowly. It is like a needle that calms all the turmoil.

"Mother!"

"Grandmother!"

"Lord Taijiang!"

Tai Ji saluted respectfully, in Xiqi, where Xibohou was far away, this old woman's status was incomparable, and she had an incomparably high reputation in the entire Xiqi.

She is Tai Jiang, the concubine of Gu Gong's father, Ji Li's mother, Ji Chang's grandmother, and Xiqi's founding mother.

Tai Jiang's pupils were already cloudy, but he exuded the brilliance of wisdom, and said calmly: "Ancient gods, souls of this world, and heroic spirits of the future." ”

"The three sons of this generation, who can provoke Zhou's girder and carry the high destiny of heaven."

Tai Ji wanted to speak and stopped, and finally turned into a sigh, although she gave birth to these children, she will never be able to understand her own children.

Bo Yi Kao is too perfect, like a flawless jade, not stained with a trace of dust, like a noble god above the nine heavens, there is no mistake.

Ji Fa has been heroic since he was a child, and he was assertive when he was very young, and Tai Ji couldn't give this child much help, so he could only watch him follow his father's path and go farther and farther.

And, although Ji Dan behaves like a child, that kind of natural wisdom is like a jewel in the mud and sand, dazzling and bright, and can be detected at a glance.

"Taiji, you are a blessed man." Tai Jiang smiled indifferently and said: "Don't think too much, time is sometimes, it is not a long river, but a ring, where you come from, you will go back." ”

"Yes." Taiji nodded, secretly relieved.

Men ascend to the heavens and become gods, preach to the great witch, and fight for the first line between life and death, while women's paths often become witches, accompanying a certain god for hundreds of millions of years.

This deity can be the Emperor of Heaven, it can be a goddess, and more of an ancestral god, an emperor god, and the source of the bloodline is often more reliable.

In return, the gods who jump out of the years and look down on the time will give the shrine maiden a certain kind of enlightenment, that is, a message that can guide people and countries on the most correct path.

Rebirth and crossing are inconceivable to the world.

However, for Wu, it is just a wave splashed in the long river of time, reflecting the past and the future, projected in different time and space.

Expect to be years, so that if the autumn is long-lived.

A flower blooms, a flower falls, the past and the future will eventually coincide.

The future has been decided, the past can be changed, and at the current point in time, no matter what has been sent or mastered, it is all being understood.

Before reaching the end, whether it is right or wrong, no one can say clearly, the long river of fate is full of fog, and it will only gradually disperse in one battle after another.

Da Luo is the will of heaven, but he can only determine part of his own future, there are thousands of futures, for the future that does not belong to him, no one can say, no one can see that it is inappropriate, and can only encroach on it a little bit.

The fixed number of the future, the variables of the past, and the sparks of wisdom collided at the present node will be turned into one chess piece after another, and the future will be determined.

Some people are superstitious about the information they bring, some people disdain it and burn the script, some people spy on the heavens, but they are silent and sit alone in the cell, and some people want to open a new page of their own on the script.

Belief or unbelief, desire and disobedience, everyone's thoughts and thoughts are different, that is, their own protagonist, but also the supporting role of others, thus intertwining the world.

Di Xin stood at the head of Chaoge City, a heavy mountain and river community map appeared in front of him, and the route of the eight hundred princes came into view, as if the gold and silver threads were dimensional, no one dared to hesitate, no one dared to delay, and they all moved towards Chaoge.

"Pity the front seat in the middle of the night, don't ask the common people to ask the ghosts and gods."

The contemporary Emperor Yin Shang cleaned up the map of mountains and rivers, looked at the misty dragon smoke, and the temple society, and couldn't help but sneer: "There are still quite a lot of ghosts and gods, and I actually have to rely on ghosts and gods, whether this Yin Shang is my world, or the world of ghosts and gods." ”

"Your Majesty is cautious." Prime Minister Shang Dazai Shang looked upright, raised his teeth, and bowed down and said: "The country is not the country of one person, but the country of all people, and the society is not the society of one person, but the society of the ancestors." ”

"Then who are the people?" Emperor Yin Shang's voice was ethereal, but sonorous and powerful, and it seemed to spread to the Nine Heavens, resounding among the heavens, as if he was asking: "Is it a god, a human race, a slave, and an immortal......

"It's the people of the merchants." Prime Minister Shang Rong replied.

In the eyes of this Dazai, only the people of Yin Shang are considered people, and all of them are slaves and sacrifices outside of Yin Shang, even if they are the four princes, they are just tools of Yin Shang.

There is nothing wrong with these words, the butt decides the head, he is Yin Shang Dazai, so he naturally has to consider Yin Shang's thousands of generations.

"So the previous kings of the past dynasties were just ghost emperors, it is difficult to prove Da Luo!" Di Xin's eyes seemed to have light, illuminating the Nine Heavens, and said with great majesty: "If it is not broken, it will not stand, and if it is broken, it will stand after it is broken, and now Yin Shang has reached the point where it is difficult to return." ”

"Generations of ghost emperors have exhausted how many resources Yin Shang, and one by one the ancestral spirits have taken root along the big tree, which is intricate, and the old ship has collapsed."

"Only by sweeping everything away can we recast a new sky!"

"It's too hasty." Prime Minister Shang Rong sighed and said the famous words of Yi Yin, the first generation of Yin Shang: "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh." ”

"The battle of Shang and Zhou is not fast, this is a struggle within the human race, one by one the Terran Da Luo is fighting and consuming, what we have is time."

"However, the battle of the gods must not be slow, one step is slow, one step is slow, and the heavens will fall in advance." Di Xin resolutely said: "Only by cutting through the chaos with a quick knife can we open up a new way, and only the few can prove Daluo, and Yin Shang can have a glimmer of life." ”

Fighting slow with speed and stillness with movement is Di Xin's goal, what he seeks is to scare the snake.

"I'm afraid it's going to cause trouble." Prime Minister Shang Rong said worriedly: "One Shen Guogong can't make the climate, but I'm afraid that eight hundred princes will be in turmoil." ”

"It's okay, Wen has Taishi Wen Zhong, Wu has Zhenguo Wucheng Wang Huang Feihu; Wen is enough to secure the country, and military is enough to stabilize the country. ”

Di Xin had his own game of chess, and said calmly: "The Eastern Bohou Jiang Huan Chu is the national ruler and will not be chaotic, the Western Bohou Ji Chang is born cautious and does not dare to mess, the Northern Bohou Chonghou Tiger will not be chaotic, the three princes are not chaotic, and the Southern Bohou E Chongyu will naturally not be chaotic." ”

"Shen Guogong has already arrived there." Di Xin pondered for a long time, and suddenly opened the map of the mountains and rivers to observe the route of Shen Gongbao.

"Your Majesty, you have entered Chentang Pass." Prime Minister Shang Rong pointed to a certain Amagi and said, "Outside the East China Sea." ”

"Chentangguan ......" Di Xin thought for a moment and said slowly: "The widow remembers that this is the first city to defend the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea, and there are bows and arrows left by the Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, aiming at the Dragon Palace. ”

"However, the Heavenly Destiny Xuanniao descended to give birth to business." Prime Minister Shang Rong said with emotion: "The four seas have not been peaceful, if it weren't for the Xuanyuan arrow, the strength of Chentangguan would have increased by more than a hundred times." ”

"Can you form an alliance with the Four Seas Dragons?" Di Xin asked on a whim

"No." Prime Minister Shang Rong strongly objected: "The dragons have no leader, and the world is lucky, once the dragon clan is born, I am afraid that it will not be able to be cleaned up." ”

"That's fine." Di Xin sighed and said: "Let the generals of the town hall, Fang Bi and Fang Xiang, go to Chentang Pass to urge Shen Gongbao, and let him enter the court song earlier." ”

"Yes." Prime Minister Shang Rong nodded and did not object, but he was suspicious in his heart.

Overseas there is a place to return to the ruins, devouring all things, the water of the eight and nine wilds, the water of the Tianhan, all of them have to flow into the ruins, above the ruins, there are five immortal mountains, one is called Daiyu, the second is called Yuanqiao, the third is called the square pot, the fourth is called Yingzhou, and the fifth is called Penglai.

The Emperor of Heaven was afraid that the immortal mountain would fall into ruins, so he ordered Yu to force Juao to raise his head and wear it.

The country of Longbo has an adult, and he is not a few steps away from the place of the five mountains, one fishing and even six fish, burning turtle shells, divining good fortune, causing Dai Yu and Yuanqiao to fall into ruins.

The Emperor of Heaven was furious and issued a decree from heaven to reduce the territory of the country of Lumbok, making it smaller, and gradually reducing the size of the people of the country and making them shorter.

In the Shennong Fuxi era, the Longbo giant was dozens of zhang tall, and it is still more than ten zhang today.

Fang Bi and Fang Xiang brothers, after the Longbo giant, are extremely powerful, talented, and extremely proficient in waters, and can enter and exit the ocean as if walking on the ground.

Di Xin seemed to be asking Fang Bi and Fang Xiang brothers to urge Shen Gongbao, but the real purpose made Shang Rong extremely suspicious, thinking that Di Xin still had the intention of wooing the Dragon Clan.

"I, the descendant of the Xuanniao, how can I ally with the dragon clan." Shang Rong said secretly, thinking about finding a way, and broke Di Xin's thoughts.

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