Wang Mo immediately said seriously: "Second brother, I'm very much."

Yang Sen no longer said anything, picked up the wine jar on the table and poured himself a bowl of wine.

Shen Gongbao asked curiously: "Is this law enforcement brigade so powerful? Many brothers warned me that you must not provoke the law enforcement brigade in the Interceptic Sect. The law enforcement brigade is very terrible."

Wang Mo nodded and said seriously: "It's really terrible. All the brothers who entered the law enforcement brigade were tortured half to death."

Shen Gongbao said in horror: "They actually attacked their fellow disciples so much? Haven't you ever thought about resisting?"

Gao Yougan immediately said, "Resist, of course he has resisted."

About two hundred years ago, the law enforcement brigade captured Senior Brother Changer Dingguangxian and wrongly accused Senior Brother Changer Dingguangxian of doing theft. For a moment, the crowd was excited and five thousand outer disciples forced their way into the law enforcement hall.

There are 5,000 fellow disciples! But they are all suppressed by the law enforcement brigade. On that day, the five-colored divine lights exaggerate the sky, the Yin-Yang millstone erased everything, the yellow sand rolled into a river, the twenty-four bright moons shone, the Hunyuan Hammer was like the sky tilted, and all five thousand disciples were suppressed."

A look of fear flashed in Yang Sen's eyes, and he couldn't help but sigh and said: "It's like suppressing an ant. Our more than 5,000 fellow disciples have no power to resist, and the pressure of the law enforcement brigade has reached its peak."

Shen Gongbao widened his eyes in shock and said in disbelief: "How is this possible? What kind of cultivation are the senior brothers in the law enforcement brigade? Are they all the disciples of your Jie Sect?"

Yang Sen said: "Like us, we are all disciples of the outside world, but unlike us, they all respect the orders of the first disciple of the outer sect.

There are rumors among the brothers, and the brothers in the law enforcement brigade may have transcended the Daluo realm."

Shen Gongbao asked quickly, "Then what kind of cultivation is the first disciple of the Jie Sect's outer sect?"

Yang Sen shook his head and said, "I don't know, the senior brother of the outer sect hasn't taken action for a long time. No one knows what level he is. He must be above the law enforcement brigade."

Shen Gongbao thought about it. The legendary disciple of the Jie Sect's outer sect must be in the quasi-saint realm, otherwise he would not be able to suppress such a terrible law enforcement brigade. It seems that the strength of the Jie Sect is far above the Xing Sect! Not to mention the four personal disciples of the Jie Sect, the law enforcement brigade alone is not something that the Xing Sect can compete with. Alas~ It would be great if he could join the Jie Sect at the beginning.

Wang Mo picked up the wine bowl and said, "If you don't talk about those, come and drink!"

"Okay, drink, drink." The five people continued to giggle with big gulps.

...

Hundreds of years passed in a flash, and the imperial capital of the Shang Dynasty sang, with countless pavilions and platforms standing in line, people coming and going like flowing water, and the energy is vast and condensing like a sea of ​​abyss.

In the majestic Daxia Palace, King Zhou sat upright on the main seat, and there were civil and military guards on the white jade steps below. Among them, there were many people with great magical powers and immortals and gods.

King Zhou Chen Ning said, "Speak quickly if you have something to do, and retreat to the court if you have nothing to do."

Among the ministers on the right, one of them left the shift, held the scepter high, bent down and said, "I have something to do. Tomorrow is March 15th, the Christmas Day of Nuwa. Please ask Your Majesty to visit Nuwa Temple to bring incense and pray for our human race."

King Zhou frowned slightly. Nuwa, the so-called saint mother who used human race as food for demon race in ancient times. A sarcastic smile appeared on the corner of her mouth and said calmly: "Why don't I remember that there is a Nuwa temple in Chaoge? It has not been a sacrifice in previous years."

Shang Rong replied respectfully: "Your Majesty, this temple is newly established, which coincides with the birthday of Nuwa. You also ask Your Majesty to come and pour incense to express the respect of our human race, so that the Empress can protect our human race."

King Zhou smiled and said disdainfully: "Nuwa, what kind of merit does she have? I am worthy of letting me bring incense?"

Shang Rong looked up and said seriously: "Nuwa is an ancient goddess who was born with holy virtue. He made earth and made human beings, and was the Holy Mother of our human race.

At that time, Gonggong's head touched Buzhou Mountain, the sky was tilted northwest, and the ground was sank to the southeast; Nuwa then picked five-colored stones to refine them to repair the blue sky, so she made contributions to the people. The common people established sacrifices to repay them.

Today, if you sing to worship Nuwa, you will be prosperous in all seasons, the country will be prosperous and the country will be prosperous, and the disasters will disappear. This is the righteous god who is blessed with the country and the people, and your Majesty should go incense."

Dozens of ministers in the hall walked out and respectfully said, "Your Majesty also asked you to go to Xingxiang."

King Zhou's face suddenly became dark, extremely ugly. During the ancient times, Nuwa regarded our human race as food for the demon race. Our human race's ancestors rose up against the will of heaven and earth. Now our human race has become the protagonist of heaven and earth. Nuwa wants our human race to worship again. How can such a good thing happen?!

Dozens of ministers bent down and knelt on the ground, saying in unison: "Your Majesty also asks you to go to the Imperial Palace to surrender incense."

The few officials who did not leave the list also looked at each other in a row. What did the Prime Minister Shangrong mean? Why did he suddenly remember to build a temple for Nuwa? He also asked His Majesty to go and pour incense. In the past, the Human Emperor had never done anything to bring incense to Nuwa.

King Zhou squinted his eyes and looked at the kneeling officials below, his heart turned, and he must have your face ruined. He laughed and said, "I will follow the prime minister's remarks."

Shang Rong said happily: "Your Majesty's holy virtue!"

King Zhou stood up, shook his sleeves and said, "Retreat!" He turned around and walked towards the back hall.

All the civil and military officials bowed and shouted: "Greatly send him to Your Majesty!"

Shang Rong returned to his mansion and walked into a hall.

A big fat man sitting cross-legged in the hall, with his bald head open and his arms were Maitreya.

Shang Rong knelt down in front of Maitreya, folded his hands together and bowed and said, "Disciple, pay homage to the teacher."

Maitreya smiled and said, "We haven't seen each other for two hundred years! It's rare that you still remember me."

"The teacher's kindness will never be forgotten. Without the teacher's teachings, there would be no business appearance today."

Maitreya asked with a smile: "Good disciple, have you done what you have done?"

Shang Rong said respectfully: "Your Majesty has issued an order to go to Nuwa Temple to burn incense tomorrow."

Maitreya nodded with a smile.

The next day, the emperor's chariot came out of Fengcheng, and the flags and flags were marked with auspicious colors reflected in the tassels. The dragon light and sword spit out the wind and clouds. The red feathers shaking the sun and the moon. The willows in the dike were divided into palms and dews; the flowers in the stream shone brightly. If you want to know how to visit the sky, you will see the celestial clothes and worship the wise and bright. You will go out of the south gate of Chaoge. Every family burns incense and sets fire, and every household carries colorful felts. Three thousand iron cavalry, eight hundred imperial forests, and the King of Wucheng Huang Feihu protects the horse, and all the civil and military officials in the court followed.

In front of Nuwa Palace, the emperor left his chariot and went to the main hall, and in the incense burner; civil and military officials followed the class to congratulate him. King Zhou watched the gorgeousness of the hall.

Shang Rong and important civil and military officials accompanied King Zhou to browse the Nuwa Niangniang Temple.

King Zhou glanced at Shang Rong and said with a smile: "Prime Minister, can the incense be restored now?"

Shang Rong lowered his head and said respectfully: "Of course it has been completed. The holy virtue of Nuwa will definitely protect our court."

"But I think it's still one step away, come with a pen and ink." An interior decoration ran quickly with a tray, and there was pen and ink on it.

Bigan suddenly felt uneasy in his heart, and he quickly said, "Your Majesty, the incense has been completed, it's time to return to the palace."

"When I bring up a hymn."

King Zhou picked up the pen, dipped it ink, walked to the wall, wrote a poem: "The scenery of Fengluan Bao is very beautiful, and it is made of cleverly made of mud and gold.

The distant mountains fly green in color; the graceful dancing sleeves reflect the robe of the clouds.

The pear blossoms compete with the rain for beauty; the peony flowers are filled with smoke and charming makeup.

But Yaorao can act and get Changle to serve the king."

All the ministers changed their faces and shouted, "Your Majesty~"

"Your Majesty, no!"

...

King Zhou threw away his pen and laughed and said, "You guys, how do you think of this poem?"

All the ministers looked frightened. According to legend, Nuwa is definitely not a magnanime.

King Zhou looked at Shang Rong and said, "Prime Minister, what do you think of me in this poem?"

Shang Rong bowed and bowed ninety times, and said seriously: "Nuwa is the righteous god of ancient times and the blessed master of the songs. The old minister asked the car to pick incense and pray for blessings, so that all people can enjoy their careers, the rain is good, and the war is peaceful. Now Your Majesty writes a poem to blaspheme the saints and the sincerity of piety. This is a crime against the sacred person, not the emperor's prayer ceremony. He also asked Your Majesty to kneel down and ask the Empress to forgive."

King Zhou shook his sleeves and laughed and walked outside, and the guards followed him out.

All the ministers in the temple looked at each other, with a faint look of horror in their expressions.

Bigan hurriedly shouted: "Come here!"

Two teams of waiters ran in and knelt down.

"Change this ink quickly."

The waiters looked at each other without any movement.

Bigan shouted angrily: "You can't go there yet?"

All the waiters were trembling in fear.

A waiter said carefully: "Prime Minister, this is Your Majesty's calligraphy, and we dare not move without action."

Bigan rolled up her sleeves and shouted, "Take me water."

"Yes, yes~" the two teams of waiters nodded repeatedly, got up and bent over and ran outward, and soon came with a pot of clean water.

By doing it yourself to clean up the obscene poems, my heart was filled with fear and anxiety, and Da Shang might be more troublesome.

...

In the Palace of Wa, Nuwa sat high above the cloud bed, with a cold face, and the guard next to him was Qingluan Caifeng, and the air pressure in the entire hall was extremely low.

Qingluan said angrily: "Yin Sue Wudao is a foolish monarch, and he does not want to cultivate himself and establish virtue to protect the world. Now he is not afraid of heaven and recites poems to blaspheme the Empress, which is very hateful! He also asked the Empress to issue an imperial edict, and I will go down to the realm and destroy the Shang Dynasty."

The green phoenixes bowed together and said, "I'll ask the Empress to issue an order."

Nuwa said calmly: "The great disaster of the prehistoric world will begin from this, and Qingluan will take the demon-strike banner."

"yes!"

Qingluan stood up and walked towards the side hall. After a moment, she retrieved a golden gourd. The surface of the gourd was painted with strange beasts running, ferocious birds fighting, the great demon swallowed the sun and the moon, and the great demon raised the black clouds, which shocked the mind at a glance, as if there was a roar of the demon god and the fierce birds cried in his ears.

Qingluan held the golden gourd forward, placed it on the cloud bed, and retreated respectfully.

Nuwa stretched out her hand and swept it up, and the reed cover flew up, and a colorful demon light spurted out from the mouth of the gourd. A white light column rose from the demon light, but the thickness of his thumb was more than four or five feet high. A song of diamonds hung above the white light. The light was divided into five colors and reflected thousands of auspicious signs, called "Surprise Demons".

As soon as Nuwa stretched out her hand, the demon-striking banner automatically fell into her palm, gently shaking the demon-striking banner. In an instant, the tragic wind was rustling, the miser was miserable, the clouds were merging, and the thunder rolled. A black cloud was centered on the Imperial Palace, spreading towards the surroundings.

There are three large tombs on the prehistoric land. Although there are no corpses in the tomb, it is the place where countless human races respect and worship.

In front of the tomb, the monks went down to the sky and said that evil spirits were dying, one was called Taihao Tomb, one was called Shennongjia, and the other was called Xuanyuan Hill.

On the high mountain outside Xuanyuan Hill, a fox, a childish chicken, and a pipa are always guarding the tomb for Emperor Xuanyuan.
To be continued...