In the seventh year of the reign of the Emperor, in the spring and March.

"The ministers and businessmen tolerate the prime minister, take charge of the court, and dare not fail to play something, tomorrow is March 15, Nuwa Niangniang's Christmas Day."

In the main hall, Di Xin's expression was a little dazed, his head was not very bright, and he was just about to ask "What merit does Nuwa have, I will take ten thousand times and send incense", when he was suddenly hit by a hard object on his waist, he reached out and touched it, and found that it was a membership card.

In an instant, the memories of the past became clear, and Di Xin shivered and sat up straight.

"Zhun Qing Zhang!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Come on, drag Fei Zhong and You Hun down and behead them!"

Well?

The sudden order made the ministers present a little overwhelmed, but no one dared to touch Di Xin's brows, and the two people killed were people who were not treated by them on weekdays, and it was a good thing to die.

"Your Majesty! What a sin I am, Your Majesty! ”

The two were quickly dragged down by the guards, and soon lost their voices.

At this time, a person outside the hall hurriedly walked in, no one dared to stop him, and Di Xin glanced at it and quickly stepped off the throne.

"Your Majesty?"

"Uncle Huang, don't come unharmed."

There were tears in Bigan's eyes, and he kept the memories of his previous life, so he hurried over.

As soon as he arrived at the door and found that Fei Zhong and You Hun had been dragged out and beheaded, he knew that Di Xin also retained his memory.

On the top of the main hall, the uncle and nephew looked at each other for a long time and did not speak, Di Xin felt very guilty, but the words of apology were against his throat and could not be spoken, so he could only say with a slight smile:

"It's delayed Uncle Huang to go to heaven to be the star monarch of Wenqu."

Bigan smiled, bowed down and said: "Wouldn't a heartless person take the role of Wenqu Xingjun, wouldn't it be a mistake for a child, so let's stay in Dashang and deal with some simple things." ”

"Hehe, there may not be much for Uncle Huang to deal with."

"Why?" Bigan frowned slightly and asked, "Does Your Majesty still want to declare Su Daji into the palace?" ”

"No, Uncle Huang, things are not as simple as imagined, everything ...... Didn't start all over again. ”

Bigan looked stunned, he didn't understand the twists and turns very well, but Di Xin said this, there must be a reason for him.

"Why don't you let Master Wen lead the troops back to the court?"

"I should already be on my way back."

Di Xin didn't send someone to summon Wen Zhong back, but if Bi Gan kept the memory, then Wen Zhong must also have a memory.

Compared with the life and death of Dashang, Beihai Yuan Futong is nothing.

The facts were also the same as Di Xin expected, Wen Zhong, who was on the march, immediately turned the army around and returned to the court.

At the same time, he also called the four generals of the Demon Family and Deng Chanyu over.

When I asked, I found out that they also retained their memories, so to speak, except for some ordinary soldiers, as long as they were involved with the gods, they all retained their memories.

Wen Zhong, who was so steady, gasped, clenched the golden whip in his hand, and muttered:

"This time, it's going to be another fierce battle."

The people who retain their memories are naturally not only them, but also some beings who have died, and even their souls have dissipated, and they have all come back to life.

In Nuwa's palace, Nuwa looked at the three demons in front of her and her brows jumped.

What should I do, and then send it down? Still is... Kill directly?

The karma on the three demons has been cleared, but the bad things they have committed are not so easy to get rid of, no matter who the final victor is, these three cannot live.

And the three of them also know that they are trembling now, begging Nuwa Niangniang for protection.

After dying once, they were finally resurrected, and now they have to die again, where do they want to.

Nuwa also had a headache when she looked at the three of them, but ......

She looked into the distance and laughed, because the one with the more headache was there.

……

"Hahaha! Two Daoist brothers, my disciples are now resurrected, and I will not participate in this divine matter! ”

"Intercept all the disciples to listen to the order, come to Biyou Palace to listen to the teacher's sermon for three thousand years, and those who violate it will be expelled from the teacher!"

"Obey the teacher's orders!"

A large number of sectarian disciples went to Biyou Palace non-stop, which was quite a reproduction of the momentum of the Ten Thousand Immortals.

It's just that there is one person who is desperately running in the opposite direction, that is, the long-eared Dingguang Fairy.

As the biggest traitor to the Sect in the War of the Gods, he has no second way to go.

But it's a pity that when he just regained his memory, the other six of the Seven Immortals were by his side.

Because his mind is not as long as his ears, he is a little slower, but after reacting, he is endlessly angry in his heart.

The fate of the Seven Immortals was not good, four were captured as pets and mounts, one was missing and did not know whether he was alive or dead, and the other was a Pilu Immortal, who only joined the Western Sect after a thousand years, but now he has not betrayed the Interception Sect.

The six immortals shot together, and instantly suppressed the long-eared Dingguang Immortal, and then escorted it to the Biyou Palace and handed it over to the Tongtian Sect Master.

The atmosphere of the sect was very cheerful, and the face of the Tongtian Sect Master was even more smiling, and he didn't expect that a human being playing with the long river of time, the biggest beneficiary was actually them.

This is simply too good, without any cause and effect, all the disciples are resurrected, and even their memories are preserved.

Really, a lot of things are lost before they know that they regret it, at least the Tongtian Sect Master looked at Zhao Gongming, and Sanxiao and these disciples knelt in front of him again, and they were really comfortable in their hearts.

On the other side, Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi Tianzun met.

They didn't care about Tongtian's words, but opened the god list and took a look, and their hearts were settled.

The Fengshen List is this robbery artifact, and it has not been affected too much by the long river of time, and the three hundred and sixty-five Qingfu gods on it have all been named and have not changed.

It's just that their souls are no longer in it, which is a good thing for the saints.

"Let Jiang Shang go down the mountain with the Fengshen List, and let's go find the teacher."

"Hmm!"

Now that the name on the god list has been determined, it is probably useless for Tongtian to resist even if he wants to, because ......

That's the number of days!

Jiang Ziya's whole person was still in a very confused state, obviously ready to end all this, the good guy rushed directly again, who can stand this.

But he couldn't help it, so he packed up his things and went directly to Xiqi, omitting the steps of getting married, which was still a good thing.

After arriving in Xiqi, I found that the atmosphere here was also good, although there were not many people who recovered their memories, but Ji Fa and Ji Chang were very happy to see Bo Yi Kao resurrected.

The family was sitting around and telling Bo Yi Kao the story of what happened next.

At this moment, Jiang Ziya fell from the sky, and they all came out to greet them.

"Father Shang!" Ji Fa happily walked over and asked, "Is all this a ghost made by the King of Xu?" ”

Jiang Ziya nodded slowly and said, "It should be, the saint has made a decision, we must raise troops as soon as possible to get everything back on track." ”

"But, if you do it all over again, won't the King of Xuan be prepared?"

"Don't worry, the soup is exhausted, and this time it will only go more smoothly than last time."

"That's good!" Ji Fa turned his head to look at his father Ji Chang, and before he could speak, Ji Chang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ji Fa, you are now the lord of Xiqi, and everything is up to you to decide." ”

"Father."

Ji Fa took a deep breath, and the posture of the Martial King reappeared, his gaze became resolute, and he shouted loudly:

"Raise your troops! Cut down! ”

(End of chapter)