Decades have passed, and in these decades, the entire desolate world seems to be very calm. And among the human race, there is also a scene of peace, although many people everywhere are in rebellion, but under the power of the entire Shang Dynasty, these rebellions are soon completely assessed.

In the Great Shang Dynasty, on the banks of the Geqishui River in the imperial capital, a group of soldiers wearing rudimentary armor and holding crude weapons.

Through the crowd, a person and a crocodile were staging a fight there, the man was not very old, only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was tall and strong, the armor on his upper body was torn apart, and the blood marks were eye-catching, but it did not affect his high fighting spirit at all.

The emperor crocodile roared furiously, opening its bloody mouth, and it could be faintly seen that blood was flowing from its mouth, and it was obvious that its fangs were broken several times, and there were several places on its back that were red, and it was obvious that it had also suffered a lot of losses.

"Get down!" The young man swallowed mountains and rivers angrily, jumped up from a high height, jumped quickly onto the back of the alien emperor crocodile, clenched his fists, and smashed it on the head of the emperor crocodile.

"Purr ......"

The emperor crocodile let out a roar, and the long crocodile tail slapped hysterically on the ground, roaring to overturn the boy on his back.

"Be honest!" the boy clutched the top of the crocodile's neck, his legs tightly clamping his belly to make sure he was sitting on it.

"Your Highness is invincible!"

"Shouwang is mighty!"

The onlookers shouted in unison, cheering for the young man.

Thundered......

At the critical moment when one person and one crocodile were fighting, a lightning bolt suddenly pierced the sky on a sunny day, illuminating the area, followed by bursts of thunder in the sky. Lightning and thunder shrouded the entire Qishui River, faintly visible, an illusory mirror and a fiery red tree bathed in lightning and thunder fell from the sky, the battle between Shou Prince Xin and the emperor crocodile came to an abrupt end, the emperor crocodile was blown up by the thunder and lightning on the spot, and Shou Prince Xin lay in the thunder pit safely.

The palace of the king of Chagaku.

In the dormitory of King Shou, Prince Shou Xin was lying on the bed with his eyes closed. His face was blue and red, as if he had been cursed.

The news that King Shou was struck by lightning has reached the palace, and Emperor Yi immediately sent the two most powerful imperial doctors in the court, but in the face of Zixin's state, the two imperial doctors were helpless at the moment.

In the ancestral hall of Shouwangfu, two richly dressed and dignified women knelt on the ground, praying sincerely, and it could be vaguely seen that there were tears on their beautiful faces.

"Who am I?"

"Alas, I didn't expect that I would be reincarnated as one of the biggest protagonists in this divine tribulation, King Xu, but I didn't expect it!

More than ten years have passed, the king is the son of Emperor Yi, and the most outstanding of the three sons, born Kong Wu, with extraordinary strength, but also in his body there are strange things to please the favor of Emperor B, after the death of Emperor B, became the emperor of the Shang Dynasty.

After becoming the emperor, he also gave full play to his talents, both in terms of combat power and the handling of state affairs, which had his own uniqueness, and the whole country gradually became stronger under his governance. Moreover, he defeated Dongyi as a mercenary against Dongyi, which completely stabilized the entire empire, and his prestige in the empire was also raised to the peak.

On the 14th day of March in the seventh year of the reign of the Emperor of the Emperor, the ministers gathered in the main hall in the imperial city within the castle.

The imperial city can be said to be the gathering place of the luck of the entire Shang Dynasty, a golden five-clawed golden dragon above the imperial city is constantly opening its teeth and dancing its claws, and the golden rays in its eyes continue to flash out, looking at the four directions of heaven and earth, shocking the entire Shang Dynasty, so that the demons everywhere in the empire do not dare to take half a step from the body.

"There is a morning play, nothing to do. Above the main hall, a voice sounded, clearly spreading through every ear in the entire palace, and everyone in His Royal Highness stood in place, their faces were full of solemnity, and they did not dare to have a trace of laughter. The place where the Son of Heaven lives has a powerful coercion itself, and as the emperor of this dynasty, the king of Xuan himself has a lot of cultivation, but the coercion is even stronger.

"Your Majesty, the courtiers have something to do. Tomorrow is March 15, which is the Christmas birthday of Nuwa Niangniang, please go to Nuwa Temple to offer incense. Shang Rong walked out of the ministers, stood respectfully in the center of the main hall, and said respectfully to the king. Shang Rong is the patriarch of the three dynasties of the Shang Dynasty, and has been a minister of the dynasty since the time of Taiding, the grandfather of the king of Zhou, and has seen the development of the entire dynasty in the past few decades.

Although the grandfather of the king of Zhou, Taiding, and his father Di Yi are also good kings, they are partial to the middle and benevolent, but they have not made much achievements. Moreover, the two generations are not very strong, so that although the development of the entire Shang Dynasty is very stable, it has also become a little unstable. And it was the succession of the king of Xuan that made the rebellion within the entire dynasty dare not advance in the slightest, and it was constantly suppressed and eliminated.

"Who is Nuwa, and what merit do you have to ask the Emperor to go and drop incense?" asked the King of Xu, looking at Shang Rong. After the three emperors of the human race, although there are many monks in the human race, but after they are hidden in the body, the understanding of some supernatural people in ancient times is very rare.

The king said cautiously. Hearing the words of the King of Zhou, figures stood up on the main hall one by one, appeared in front of the King of Zhou, knelt on the ground, and said loudly.

"Great King, Nuwa Niangniang is the god of ancient times, who created my human race, and is the Holy Mother of my human race. Moreover, Nuwa Niangniang made up the blue sky by refining stones in ancient times, so that the world was avoided from being flooded by the Tianhe River, and she had merit in the great heaven and earth, and she was a saint between heaven and earth, even if it was the three emperors and five emperors of my human race, and the three leaders of the ancient human race, they were full of respect for Nuwa Niangniang. Moreover, Nuwa Niangniang's Christmas is a sacrifice once in a thousand years, and now that my Yin Shang can get this opportunity, it is an opportunity for my Yin Shang, and the king should pay attention to it. Shang Rong said excitedly, and with the words that were not counted, his figure stood up directly, and a majestic aura emanated from his body, and there was a majesty in his voice.

"Please be cautious about it, the king. The people in the court fell to the ground one by one, and their voices merged into one and said loudly. After all, the king doesn't know about these legends of ancient times, but everyone in this court also has a certain understanding of the things in ancient times, especially the Terran monks like Shang Rong, who have been bred with a heroic and righteous spirit, also know a lot about the secrets of the human race.

"Okay, then tomorrow, the officials in Chaoge City will go to Kunshan Nuwa Temple with me to worship. The king looked at the ministers kneeling down on the top of the main hall and said, his tone becoming solemn. Although he cares more about force, he has obtained an unknown cultivation inheritance over the years, and today's cultivation methods are not comparable to ordinary people, but in the affairs of the court, he also knows that the reason why he can be so stable has a lot to do with these literati above the court. So when he saw the actions of these people, although he was reluctant in his heart, he quickly made his own decision.

March 15, Nuwa's Christmas Day, is not so much Nuwa's Christmas as Renru's birthday. After all, Nuwa is an innate god and demon that has existed since the beginning of the opening of the heavens, and the time of birth is impossible for anyone to query. And the sacrifice of Nuwa's Christmas held by the human race is more to celebrate the birth of the human race, the gratitude for Nuwa, and the reverence for the Holy Mother of the human race who has created the human race around, you must know that the human race almost broke off with the demon race and Nuwa in general, but fortunately retained the identity of the mother of the Nuwa human race, and now in addition to those ancient human races still know, the current human race still has a very respectful Nuwa.

On Kunshan, many Terrans gathered around Kunshan, and in addition to the envoys of the princes of the Shang Dynasty and the people in the Shang Dynasty, there were more Terran monks hidden in various places. In addition to these people, all the places in Kunshan, the human races in the Kunshan School Palace, and the other cultivators in Kunshan all stopped cultivating one by one and gathered around Kunshan, waiting for the start of the sacrifice in Kunshan.

In the Song City, in the Imperial City, the guards assembled, and the ministers stood in place one by one, their backs straight, even the ministers who had already died of old age also gathered, standing on the square of the Imperial City, and the whole scene was full of solemnity and solemnity. The chariot of the king of the Xuan stayed in the center of the whole procession, and the king of the chariot sat on the chariot, wearing a grand costume, and the spirit of the emperor on his body exuded, which indeed had the image of a generation of kings.

"Let's go. With a command, the entire team began to move forward, moving quickly towards the outside of the Song City. The distance between Kunshan and Chaoge City is not very far, at most it is only thousands of miles, and this distance can be said to be very limited before the team of King Xu. After all, those who can become the guardians of the human emperor, everyone's cultivation is not weak in the human race, and everyone's cultivation is in the human immortal cultivation, although it is only the weakest immortal, but it is not a point or two that is stronger than ordinary mortals, and the distance of thousands of miles is only a few hours.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, the king of Xuan had stopped under Kunshan, and all the people got out of their cars and walked towards the Nuwa Temple on top of Kunshan.

Led by the king, everyone marched towards the top of the mountain step by step, every step was very neat, everyone's face was full of solemnity and solemnity, and the breath on the body was completely converged, and they did not dare to release the slightest. As everyone approached the top of the mountain, figures appeared on both sides of the stairs, and when they saw the people going up the mountain, they saluted slightly, but they no longer paid the slightest attention to it.

"Is this Kunshan?" Looking at the figures that appeared on the mountain road, and the obscure aura on everyone's body, King Xu's heart was full of surprise. As a monk, the cultivation of the king is also very powerful, he has broken through the realm of the peak of the Xuan Immortal, and he can break through the golden immortal at any time, if it weren't for the feeling of not breaking through in his mind, he would have already been in the realm of the golden immortal, but now this kind of cultivation can be said to be very powerful among the current human race, and it is precisely because of this that the heart of the king is also full of arrogance. But now, the aura of everyone I saw on this mountain had subdued. However, as a monk, I clearly felt the power of the aura of everyone on the side of the road. And there is also a scholar-like person's heroic righteousness, which makes him feel very shocked, and he can't help but feel a solemnity in his heart.