Yin Jiao knew that if another saint struck a head-on blow, he might not be able to resist it, so he immediately lifted the god-destroying spear in his hand, and poured all the remaining phoenix-breaking power into the body of the spear, and the god-destroying spear suddenly emitted a scarlet glow like blood, and everyone couldn't open their eyes.

"This is my Yin Jiao's last blow!

Yin Jiao had no distractions, raised the god-extinguishing spear and threw it towards Ji Fa, where the gun went, even the void was cut open, and the Diamond Sutra was pierced like a piece of paper. Ji Fayuan opened his eyes and saw the God Destroyer Spear stabbing straight at his Heavenly Spirit, and couldn't help but shout: "No!

In this ten-thousandth of a second, time seemed to stand still.

The whole Xiqi, no, the whole world came to a standstill.

The god-destroying spear stopped an inch on Ji Fa's forehead, the Eastern Emperor Bell stopped in the sky, only the four saints and Yin Jiao could be conscious, and the others seemed to be fixed in the void. What happened?

I saw a golden light above the nine heavens slowly falling, and fell directly beside Yin Jiao, and a magnificent voice came out from the golden light: "Lying high on the nine clouds, the futon is true; outside the Xuanhuang of heaven and earth, I should be in charge of the sect; Pangu Sheng Taiji, two rituals and four elephants; one is passed on to three friends, and the two sects are divided; the leader of the Xuanmen is the leader of the Xuanmen, and one is the leader of the Hongjun!"

Yin Jiao saw that the golden light had dissipated, and walked out of an old way. This old man is holding a bamboo cane, and he looks ordinary. But Yuan Shi Tianzun and Lao Jun saw that they hurriedly fell from mid-air, and bowed to this person: "Disciple see teacher!"

Even the two great saints want to worship the people, besides Hongjun Ancestor, who else can be? After Yuan Shi Tianzun saw Hongjun, he pointed to Yin Jiao and said: "This son is going against the sky, I don't know what the way of heaven is, please ask the teacher to deal with it." ”

Hongjun shook his head, and his voice was like a bell: "Definitely." The avenue is invisible, and this son is self-conscious, but unfortunately he has not really awakened. ”

Yin Jiao knew that the person in front of him was Immortal Ancestor Hongjun, so he only asked, "Are you Immortal Ancestor Hongjun?"

Even if it is Hongjun, what in the eyes of Yin Jiao? At most, it is just a ruined ending.

Hongjun stroked his beard and said with a smile: "Yin Jiao Xiaoyou, Poor Dao will make a deal with you, one life for another." How?"

Yin Jiao asked, "What do you mean?"

Hongjun didn't answer, just pointed his hand, and the Fengshen List fell into his hand from the Fengshen Platform thousands of miles away. Hongjun had a little spiritual sense, and a soul flew out of the god list and landed in front of everyone. Yin Jiao's face suddenly changed, and the soul that came suddenly in front of him was like a person, it was Huang Ling'er!

This soul is as transparent as water, and it is unconscious, only its eyes are closed, as if it is still there. I saw Hongjun pointing his hand, and a blood ball was born in the void, and then turned into a transparent fetus, with flesh and blood, and the meridians of the limbs could be seen clearly. In the blink of an eye, the baby was an adult, a woman, and it was Huang Ling'er's body.

Hongjun said: "The change of dynasty in the world, the beheading of the gods is set by Nuwa Niangniang, and the poor Dao also agrees." And since ancient times, the country and the beauty cannot have both, I can resurrect Huang Ling'er and exchange her life for Ji Fa's life. From now on, you can be a pair of immortal couples with Huang Ling'er, retreat to the mountains and seas, and no longer interfere in the affairs of the world, how about it?"

"Retreat ......"

Yin Jiao hesitated for a moment, looking at Hongjun and the four great saints behind him, he knew that it was impossible for him to reverse the fate of the Great Shang today......

He nodded slightly. In Yin Jiao's view at this time, he seems to have experienced a reincarnation, and the grievances and grievances in the world under his feet, the ebb and flow, he seems to have seen through it.

Seeing Yin Jiao's answer, Hongjun immediately introduced Huang Ling'er's soul into his body, and said, "Don't wake up yet?"

Huang Ling'er seemed to have a spring and autumn dream and fell to the ground, opened her eyes and looked at everything unfamiliar around her, and muttered to herself: "I'm ...... Where?"

"Ling'er, Ling'er!" Yin Jiao cried with joy, completely ignoring the five saints around him, stepped forward and hugged Huang Ling'er, and burst into tears: "Ling'er, don't leave me in the future!"

Huang Ling'er was still a little incredulous, and stroked Yin Jiao's face with her hand, feeling so real, she couldn't help but be surprised: "Your Highness......? I remember that Ling'er is dead, am I dreaming?"

Yin Jiao kissed Huang Ling'er lightly on the forehead, and said affectionately: "Yes, you just had a dream." ”

Huang Ling'er looked at everything around her as if she understood something, tears flowed down, and asked Yin Jiao: "For me, don't you even want a big business?"

Yin Jiao smiled faintly: "Without you, what is the point of me even if I have the world? I am tired of the grievances and grievances in this red dust, leave it to those who want to take care of it!" The two cherished the rest of their lives after the catastrophe, hugged each other, and never separated again.

Yin Jiao put one hand around Huang Ling'er's waist and said softly, "Hold me tight." Then he waved his hand, took back the god-destroying spear that was condensed in front of Ji Fa's forehead, turned to Hongjun Ancestor and the four saints and said word by word: "From today on, my Yinjiao has nothing to do with the affairs of the world! There is no Yinjiao in the world! This gun is an oath!" After that, he pierced the god-destroying spear 'bell' in front of Hongjun, and then flew away with Huang Ling'er in his arms.

The flame on the god-extinguishing spear finally slowly extinguished, as if to herald the end of a myth and an era......

"Ling'er......" Ji Fa watched the two drift away, his eyes revealing a trace of deep attachment to Huang Ling'er. But he knew that he was the Son of Heaven who was destined to return, and he was tasked with changing the dynasty. As Hongjun said, the country and the beauty cannot have both, this is also fate.

But is this fate really what you want?

Let's say that after Yin Jiao and Huang Ling'er left, everything in Xiqi returned to normal. However, the damage caused by the Eastern Emperor Bell to the Six Realms and the natural and terrestrial disasters have already occurred and are irreparable. Hongjun turned around and instructed the two disciples of Lao Tzu and Yuan Shi: "Hongchen is not the place where you have waited for a long time, go back to the palace quickly." "The two sect leaders are gone.

The quasi-Daoist shook Kong Xuan's five-colored divine light and said, "Good!" Then he clapped his hand on Kong Xuantianling, and shouted: "Fellow Daoist, I won't hurt you, please show your original form!" Suddenly, a bell rang, and a red peacock with thin eyes appeared. This is Kong Xuan's true body.

Zhun Ti then rode on the back of the peacock. Seeing that Zhun Ti had recovered Kong Xuan, the Taoist said: "Peacock and I will go back to the West, and then cultivate morality, eight hundred years later, Longhua will gather and deserve your positive results." ”

The world experienced this catastrophe, and the Shang and Zhou wars still continued. Yin Jiao and Huang Ling'er went into hiding, Wen Zhong died in battle, and Dashang lost its mainstay. In order to avenge the sect masters, regardless of the admonition of Hongjun Ancestor, the Tongtian Sect Master set up a Ten Thousand Immortal Array to compete with Yuan Shi Tianzun and Lao Tzu, but the result was a complete defeat. Then Hongjun went down again and brought the Tongtian Sect Master back to Zixiao Palace to punish him for thinking about it. The vitality of the sect was greatly damaged, and only two or three hundred scattered immortals were left to escape, and since then they have been in a state of collapse.

Seven years later, Ji Fa led 800 princes to join the Mengjin soldiers in the court. At this point, Dashang finally came to the brink of collapse. In the eighteenth year of the reign of King Xu, Yin Shou, the last generation of the Great Shang, set himself on fire in Lutai, and the Shang perished. King Wu fell, and Jiang Shang was a god. Jiang Ziya killed his loyal ministers and filial sons in this battle, robbed the immortals, and sealed a total of 365 righteous gods in eight departments of thunder plague fire bucket and stars of the stars, which were under the jurisdiction of the heavenly court, and were in charge of each division, according to the cloth of Zhoutian, picketing the good and evil in the world, and reporting the merits of the six realms. Since then, the battle of the gods that shook the Six Realms has come to an end. However, everything is impermanent, and those who prosper must decline, and everything may be just another beginning.

Nine Heavens, Heavenly Court Stargazing Platform

A bright moon hung in the air, and the white moonlight shone on the stargazing platform a little cold. There is a god of extraordinary status standing in the jade of Qionglou. This man stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a golden crown, an ochre yellow robe, and a jade belt to tie his waist; when he looked closely at the willow eyebrows and sword eyes, and the long beard fluttering under his chin, he exuded the momentum of 'heaven and world, only I am the only one'. Among the Six Realms, the only one who can have such momentum is the Lord of Heavenly Court, Hao Shang Heavenly Emperor.

The Emperor of Heaven closed his eyes as if he was recuperating his spirits, and when he was young, he opened his mouth slightly, as if talking to himself, and said, "Are you here?" As soon as the words fell, a yellow-robed monk slowly paced behind him. This man had his ears hanging down his shoulders, his face was lean, he was in a bun, he was wearing a pale yellow monk's robe, and he was barefoot.

I only heard him say to the Emperor of Heaven: "Your Majesty is blessed!

The Emperor of Heaven did not look back, stroked his beard with two fingers, and said with a smile: "The battle of the gods in the lower realm has ended, and your Western Sect has collected three thousand destined people, but you have made a lot of money!"

Zhun Ti smiled and replied: "Your Majesty, why not? Your Majesty used a little trick to expound the Twelve Immortal Heads and become ministers, which triggered this battle of the gods;

The Emperor of Heaven looked up to the sky and laughed, smiled when he turned around, and said: "The world only knows that there are immortals, but not gods, and only respects immortals and does not respect gods." Now that the Eight Righteous Gods have returned to their positions, Heavenly Court will naturally regain control of the Six Realms, and I will not have to worry about it. ”

Zhun Ti lowered his eyebrows and said, "Poor Dao, I'm afraid that Your Majesty can't sit back and relax." ”

The Heavenly Emperor frowned and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Zhun Ti Yu said: "In the Six Realms, the luck of the world is extremely important, and now the son of heaven in the world, King Wu of Zhou, built a merit platform in front of the Guangde Palace, and cast seven bronze statues on it, which are the seven disciples of the teachings, namely Yang Jian, Li Jing, Jin Zha, Mu Zha, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi and Wei Hu. "When the word 'Yang Jian' was mentioned, the Heavenly Emperor's face couldn't help twitching, and a trace of unhappiness flashed, as if he had been beaten.

The Emperor of Heaven was a little disdainful, "There are countless people who help Zhou Xuan, these people are just three generations of sect members, why doesn't Zhou Wu worship Yuan Shi Tianzun, don't worship the Twelve Golden Immortals of Interpretation, but worship them?"

Zhun Ti replied: "These seven people were the pioneers of the Great Zhou Dynasty when they fought in the south and the north, and they had a good relationship with King Wu, and Yang Jian was the life-saving benefactor of King Wu. As the saying goes, there is a difference between people near and far. The Twelve Golden Immortals are high above and do not eat people, and the Martial King has never eaten and slept with them, so how can he have any feelings for them? After the successful defeat, the Martial King originally wanted to leave the seven people to promise glory and wealth, but the seven of them obeyed the master's orders and returned to the cave mansion respectively. Now everyone from the Son of Heaven to the people worship these seven saints as gods, and the incense is endless. Although the vitality of the teachings is greatly damaged, the luck in the world will not fade......"

The Heavenly Emperor paced two steps and muttered, "Yang Jian, Yang Jian, your life is really big! If you don't die, my plan to kill three birds with one stone is still not complete." ”

Zhun Ti sighed: "Your Majesty is thoughtful, it turns out that this Yang Jian is the third bird!"

The Heavenly Emperor glanced at Zhun Ti and said, "My family is ugly, the less people know about it, the better." No matter who it is, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will perish!"

Zhun Ti listened without words, only closed his eyes and quietly recited: "Good!"

Fairy world, Eight Treasures Iron Brake Mountain

There is a person living in seclusion in this mountain, surnamed Li Mingjing. It is one of the 'Seven Sages' mentioned in the mouth of the previous Zhun Ti Dao. This person was originally the chief soldier of Chentangguan in the Great Shang Dynasty, and later returned to the Great Zhou to help Zhou to fight and make great achievements. Since the war of the gods, he has lived alone in the Eight Treasures Iron Brake Mountain.

This day was boring, Li Jing picked up the gun and went to the bamboo forest behind the mountain to play with the gun. I saw that this Li Jing had passed the age of no confusion, holding a bun, wearing a gray robe, and three long whiskers under his chin were half a foot long, quite heroic; the spear in his hand made the tiger and tiger angry, and the place where the gun wind passed was like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, and the bamboo leaves were flying all over the sky.

Just as he was dancing on his head, Li Jing suddenly heard a round of applause behind him, and only one voice came: "It is worthy of the former Chen Tangguan General Soldier, and his marksmanship is really exquisite! But it is a waste for a tiger to hide in this deep mountain!"

Li Jing looked up, and the person who came was dressed in a white Taoist robe, with a yellow face, his ears hanging down his shoulders, and a strange face. This is none other than the Burning Lamp Daoist of the Vulture Peak, a famous Great Snow Mountain in the fairy world. This Taoist is proficient in expounding and Western teachings, but he is not a person in exposition, and his identity has always been a mystery.

Seeing that it was him coming, Li Jing thrust the gun into the soil to the side, stepped forward and said with a smile: "It turns out that the benefactor is here!

Why is it called a benefactor, it has to start from the time of the gods. Li Jing has three sons under his knees, the eldest son Jinzha, the second son Muzha, and the third son Nezha. This Nezha is the next life of the spirit bead, naughty when he was a child, killed the third prince of the Dragon Clan in the East China Sea and caused a catastrophe, and later cut the flesh and bones to repay the grace of his parents. Later, Nezha and Li Jing's father and son turned against each other, and even fought, thanks to the lantern Taoist who gave Li Jing the golden pagoda to subdue Nezha, which resolved the father-son hatred of the pair, so Li Jing has always been commensurate with a benefactor.

Li Jing hurriedly cleaned a bluestone platform and invited the lantern Taoist to sit, and asked, "I haven't seen my benefactor for a long time, I don't know why I have time to come to my barren mountain today?"

Randen smiled, sat on the spot, and said, "Li Jing, I came today to have a good thing to say to you." ”

"Oh?" Li Jing couldn't help but reply, "Benefactor." I have returned to the Daomen, I am not rich in the world, and my sons have also had a home, the eldest son Jin Zha followed Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun, the second son Muzha followed Fuxian Zhenren, and the third son Nezha followed Taiyi Zhenren, what good thing can I do?"

Randen brushed the three-inch white beard under his chin and said, "The eldest husband was born between heaven and earth, and he should make a difference. The gods have passed, isn't your skill useless? You also commanded thousands of troops and horses to gallop across the battlefield back then, and I and you will be appointed as a marshal in the heavenly court, how about it?"

"Heavenly Court?" Li Jing was a little surprised when he heard this, and thought to himself: "I have never had any contact with Heavenly Court since I joined the Daomen, why did my benefactor let me defect to the Heavenly Court?" and then asked: "Benefactor, how can I, Li Jing, be virtuous? I want to be just a military general in the past, and later I joined the Daomen to learn some subtle Taoist techniques, how dare I be up to this important task? ”

Randen shook his head and said, "You and I are my own people, and I won't lie to you." According to what you can see in the poor path, your foundation is limited, and if you want to cultivate the great road and achieve positive results, it is even more difficult. In the future, you may not be able to escape a small catastrophe in 500 years or a great catastrophe in 1,500 years. If you submit to the Emperor of Heaven and have a divine position, you can go to the Peach Covenant and enjoy endless longevity, which is much better than your penance for thousands of years. ”

Li Jing couldn't help but hesitate a little when he heard this, and felt that there was some truth. Seeing that he was a little shaken, Ran Deng said in a low voice: "Even if you don't think about yourself, think about your three sons." Emperor Hao Shang Heavenly Emperor has now re-established the Heavenly Court, the next step will definitely weaken the power of the Interpretation Sect in the human world, although you are not a person in the Interpretation Sect, but your three sons are all Interpretation Sect members, you should be able to think of the consequences......"

When Li Jing heard this, he couldn't help but stand up, sweating profusely, and then paced in place with his hands behind his back. My heart was like frying oil: 'The benefactor must know some rumors, so he persuaded me with kind words, if I don't know how to lift, will I not fail the benefactor's heart.' What's more, I, Li Jing, are not afraid of death, but I can't ignore my three children!"

After thinking for a long time, Li Jing turned around and knelt on the ground, and said to the burning lamp: "The benefactor is virtuous, no teeth are unforgettable, Li Jing is willing to serve the Emperor of Heaven." It's just a dog...... How's that good?"

Randen nodded and said, "That's easy." Poor Dao is very familiar with the two leaders of the Western Sect, and your eldest son Jin Zha and your second son Mu Zha will be sent to the West later to temporarily join the Western Sect. Your third son, Nezha, will be taken to heaven by you, and he will also be a help for you in the future. ”

Burning the lamp is very clear, with Li Jing's ability to dispatch troops and generals, he can naturally show his strength in the heavenly court, and he used to lead the army of mortals, but now he has 100,000 heavenly soldiers, and the reason is naturally figured out. But Li Jing's own cultivation is not high, if he really encounters a hard bone, he must be assisted by a powerful general, and Nezha, as a spirit bead in the next world and the pioneer of the Great Zhou, is naturally the best candidate. Li Jing immediately thanked him and lit the lamp.