Chapter 70: The Native of the Wa Kingdom

"The carving insect is small," Wen Da Tianshi is light, compared to the number of ghost soldiers, he has never been afraid of anyone. At the earliest, when Luo Zhenren created the Ghost Emperor of Xudu to rule over the Ten Thousand Souls True Method, he was thinking about letting the Ghost Emperor be the great honor, command millions of ghost soldiers, change the heavens and the earth, and recreate the Netherworld.

However, by now, the Dao method of Master Wen Da had already far exceeded this level.

As soon as he waved his sleeves, a dark golden light emerged, spreading out like a canvas.

Then, thousands of troops, all wearing bright light armor and shining on their bodies, rushed over like a tide under the leadership of a Guan Sheng Emperor riding a red rabbit horse.

In contrast, it is as if one side is defeated. On the other side is a clear-cut, well-armed, well-equipped, and ready army.

It was just a contact, and the army composed of the war spirit of the Wa Kingdom was almost overwhelmed. It's just that this is not like the battle in the yang world, if the battle is like this in the yang world, one side will definitely collapse in morale and start to flee.

However, the underworld is different, even so, the war spirit of the Wa Kingdom has not been crushed, and they are fighting for themselves!

It's just that, even if it's not crushed, it's just a lingering breath. In front of the army under the leadership of the Holy Emperor of this Guan, the war spirits of these Wa kingdoms will not be much more difficult to cut down than wheat.

"It's so easy to be dealt with?" Bai Suzhen was a little dumbfounded, but she couldn't believe it.

Wen Fei couldn't cry or laugh: "It's just a Japanese country, the country is small and the people are poor." How much strength can it have? Even if it is known as eight million gods, it is just a person who sells his head. But you're right, it's just these ghost soldiers. It's really not their real strength!"

While speaking, the battle in the underworld continued, and after those war spirits and ghost soldiers were killed, they did not come back to life, but turned into black gas, condensed and dissipated, and turned into a cloud of black gas. It is like a big dragon.

Wen Fei drank coldly: "Thunder comes!"

But listening to a loud "click", a thunderbolt the thickness of a water tank split through the darkness. The whole underworld shines as bright as snow.

Where this bright light shines, it is as if the canopy of heaven has begun to break open one by one, and the power of the supreme yang is completely opposite to the power of the yin world. Where it shines. Everything melted as if the snow and ice had seen the sun.

The next moment, Master Wen had already returned to the Yang World with Bai Suzhen. The original kind of violent storm has become a bleak and bitter rain that has become weak, although it still rains non-stop, but it no longer has the general strength to destroy the world.

In the Yanyuan Golden Stone City, a raging fire began to ignite. A lightning strike ignited the city's flammable buildings, even in the midst of heavy rain. It still spread, but the fire got bigger and bigger. To bury everything into Zhurong.

"Let's go!" Wen Fei took Bai Suzhen to walk with his feet up, and said with a smile: "These guys are slipping away so fast, it seems that we still have to go to the mainland of the Japanese country!"

"Okay," Bai Suzhen smiled, "I'll follow Master!"

Master Wen looked at the north and said, "Wang Heng actually went to the sea to go to the Americas, and now I don't know where the road has gone? I'm afraid it hasn't reached the Bering Strait yet, right?"

Bai Suzhen said: "Even Senior Brother Hai also set off, but he went to the west, and last time I received a letter from him, saying that he had already arrived in the Turkic Khanate. Senior brother said, I have to go to Daqin in the extreme west to have a look......"

Wen Fei smiled and nodded: "The man has ambitions in all directions, and it should be like this." Such a journey of thousands of miles is naturally as difficult as a moat for ordinary people, but for cultivators like us, it is the best way to travel!"

As he spoke, his gaze seemed to have passed through the barrier of time and space. Fell further into the depths of time and space......

Old Jack walked out step by step, and in front of him, the light of countless cameras flickered continuously. That kind of posture is like when a star appears, causing countless reporters to take pictures.

The flash almost blinded him, but it didn't matter, he still walked out of the gang calmly step by step, as if he was not a suspect now, a gangster who was arrested and was about to be tried, but a hero.

His heart was full of peace, and even those guys' threats and temptations to him could not break the peace in his heart at all.

These days, he almost didn't think about anything, didn't do anything, just prayed every day, and felt more and more the greatness of the divine power.

He is very calm, and even faintly has a kind of tragedy of the way.

The clamor outside the courtroom almost toppled the entire courtroom, and today, the entire city is occupied. All the people of the slums went out and took to the streets and started marching.

And the guys in the courtroom who were supposed to be inquisitors have lost the majesty of the past. And became a little flustered.

It seems that everything is out of control! Everyone seems to feel that something big is going to happen today.

There are countless people in the whole world who are paying attention to this place. That's why there are so many reporters who come here to do interviews.

They were elated, even with a little excitement and curiosity. In fact, there are not many people who really care about the structure of today's trial. What people are concerned about is whether there will be miracles today.

Like the last time Tom preached?

No one knows the truth, but the more it is so, the more it attracts people's attention with concern. Even some monotheistic believers have also come here in large groups to protest and demonstrate.

However, what they protested and demonstrated was that these blasphemers had made false gods and blasphemed the gods.

The situation between the two sides deteriorated for a time, and even almost caused a brawl. Let the situation in the whole city, and even in this country, show signs of getting out of control.

It was at this time that the time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty were born. Zhao Ji's frame has come to the foot of Mount Tai.

Mount Tai builds soil as an altar to sacrifice to the sky, and the merit of repaying the sky is said to be sealed. Mount Tai down the hill to remove the ground, the work of repaying the ground, so it is called Zen.

It is the simplest description of Feng Chan, since Emperor Zhenzong sealed Zen Taishan, the fortune of the Great Song Dynasty suddenly weakened, almost to the point of extinction. Fortunately, the saint came out from the sky, redeemed his luck, and swept away Liuhe. Since ancient times, there has been no feudal state in the feudal territory. That's why I have this trip to Zen!

Before the Qin and Han dynasties, it is said that there were seventy-two sons of heaven who were enshrined in Mount Tai. After the Qin and Han dynasties, only the six emperors sealed Mount Tai ten times.

However, in the past, it is obviously difficult for those who have sealed Zen Taishan to have a good end. After Zhenzong, there was no one who sealed Zen in the original history, until Ming Taizu abolished the title of Mount Tai, and then the emperor did not seal Zen again.

When Kangxi and Qianlong arrived, although they were vassals and elegant, they had come to Mount Tai, but they could only be called sacrifices, and they could not be regarded as Zen seals.

At this time, Zhao Ji stood at the foot of Mount Tai, and he was naturally very emotional.

For generations, the scale of the Zen seal was enormous. For example, when Tang Gaozong was in power, he led hundreds of civil and military officials, Hu Cong and the guard of honor, and the military queen led the internal and external women, and the Zen car was taken for hundreds of miles.

He was accompanied by envoys and chieftains from Turkic, Khotan, Persian, Cheonzhu, Wa, Silla, Baekje, and Goryeo.

However, this time, although the Great Song Dynasty's Feng Chan did not have such a scale, the prestige of the Great Song Dynasty was already surpassed!

"The official family is late," Wen Fei said with a smile: "I've been waiting for a long time!"

Since ancient times, the emperor could only be allowed to climb to the top of Mount Tai. However, this time, it was Zhao Ji and Wen Fei who teamed up to the top of the mountain.

The weather, which was originally quite a beautiful day, changed in an instant, and in the blink of an eye, dark clouds converged like galloping horses.

Zhao Ji was a little frightened: "Since ancient times, emperors have sealed Zen, and it seems that they will encounter heavy rain. Emperor Qin and Han Wu ascended Mount Tai, made great storms, and was ridiculed by Confucianism. Father, is it not enough for me to have merit?"

Wen Fei Ha Lu Ha Da Lang smiled, the weather on Mount Tai is the most impermanent. The so-called "long winter without summer, spring and autumn are connected".

There are 162 windy days a year, with maximum winds of over 45 m/s. Since the summit of Mount Tai is basically at the same height as the thunderstorm clouds, the thunderstorms are very strong every summer. In winter, when the wind is raging, it is often impossible to go up and down the mountain when the snow covers the mountain, and in the summer, the fog is thick, and the sword often does not reach the sun for more than ten days. It's all too common to change the wind and rain here.

It's just that these are just one of the reasons, and there are also reasons for the sympathy between heaven and man.

"Officials don't have to worry, this rain can't fall!" Wen Fei said with a smile.

"Oh, isn't it Shang's father's method to drive away the clouds?" Zhao Ji said curiously.

Wen Fei shook his head and said with a smile: "Don't be so troublesome, the Holy Son of Heaven travels, Bailing blesses, and Master Feng Boyu accompanies him." It is this mountain, river, and all the earth that has the responsibility to protect it. Where is the rain that can fall?"

He said this louder, and it was transmitted between the cliffs, faintly echoing in the valley, as if it was about to be transmitted to unfathomable places.

Zhao Ji is naturally also a smart person, and he also said with a smile: "I'm afraid Father Shang's words weren't meant for me, right?"

The two glanced at each other, and at the same time Ha Lu Ha Da Lu laughed. In an instant, I saw the wind blowing up, blowing away the surrounding clouds.

In the past, when the Yellow Emperor went out to patrol Mount Tai, the elephant drove and the six dragons pulled the cart. Chiyou opened the way in front, and the tiger wolf guarded in the back. The ghosts are guarded, and the gods are surrounded to accompany them. The wind sweeps away, and the rain master sprinkles the road. The python fell to the ground, and the phoenix was covered.

The Yellow Emperor ascended to the top of Mount Tai and edicted ghosts and gods to discuss state affairs. Set a great position, demarcate the territory, sacrifice to the gods, and make the sound of the horn. It is like two phoenixes singing, like two dragons chanting together.

Where is this the pomp of the emperor of the world? It is clearly the atmosphere of the emperor of heaven. (To be continued......)