"You bastard, did I ask you to practice Taoism? Did you let you build a great Shang Dynasty?" In the dungeon of Tongguan, Huang Feihu looked at his son who was tied up in front of him, and was so angry that he couldn't beat him up.

Huang Tianhua, who had a bruised face, raised his swollen head like a pig's head and said:

"Why did my father help the evil? Xia Jie was incompetent, and Shang Tang replaced him. Now Emperor Xin was incompetent, so what's wrong with the Great Zhou raising an army?"

"Bang!" Huang Feihu rolled up a gust of palm wind from the air and slapped Huang Tianhua hard, "Do you know what innocence is? That's your uncle! It's not your turn who rebels!"

"So what about uncle? It's been something that happened to me for justice!"

"Bang!"

Huang Tianhua was slapped again, but his eyes were still glaring like a cow egg. Huang Feihu said angrily:

"Dayi, your grandma! How long have you lived? What is Yi? "

"The right is righteousness! The Shang Dynasty has been exhausted, and the destiny is in Zhou, and helping Zhou to attack Shang is justice!" Huang Tianhua stubbornly sniffed his neck and spit out a genius line. Huang Feihu was so angry that he wanted to rush into the prison and chopped the little bastard. Fortunately, the officials next to him finally calmed down and said angrily:

"The great Shang country is prosperous, the people live and work in peace and prosperity, and you have the turn to say so. Since the great Shang country was established, we have only respected our ancestors. What is the heaven? Is it the turn to care whether we continue?"

"The name of heaven is the principle of the existence of all things. The human race is the protagonist of the destiny and is protected by the heaven. If this identity is gone, it will be no different from that grass. The human race is shining by heaven and should follow the destiny." Huang Tianhua said naturally, but Huang Feihu said coldly:

"The reason why the human race is the protagonist of heaven and earth is not that it is protected by heaven, but that the human race ancestors have fought hard. Even if the sky flows backwards, my human race ancestors have never given up hope. If you say, then what's the point of fighting? Wouldn't it be better for you to wait for heaven to destroy my Da Shang? If God wants you to die, can you still lie on the ground and wait?"

"I have not disobeyed the way of heaven, how could the way of heaven destroy me?"

The conversation between Huang Tianhua and Huang Feihu fully demonstrated the difference in concepts between father and son. This is not to say that Huang Tianhua was sick from the second half of the time, but the difference in education they received. Huang Feihu lived in the human race since he was a child and received a education on loyalty to the emperor and patriotic. However, Huang Tianhua was adopted by the disciples of the Academic Sect since he was a child, but he received the idea of ​​conforming to the will of heaven.

Huang Feihu realized this and was too lazy to tell this Guawozi about the conquering nature. He thought about taking the dead boy back to Chaoge to see the world. However, considering that the members of the Ancestral Sect on Xiqi were worried. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly took out a talisman from his arms and turned into a slight of inspiration to work. Then he ordered the prison guard to take good care of it, and then turned around and left.

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"What did your bastard say?" Zhang Guifang saw Huang Feihu returning to the command center with a bad look on his face, and immediately met him and asked as a joke.

"What else can I say? That dead boy followed the demon. What His Majesty said is right. These Taoist priests who have been kidnapped since childhood are all unscrupulous!" Huang Feihu was full of resentment and wished he could bring a group of artillery soldiers to flatten the Ziyang Cave of Qingfeng Mountain.

Zhang Feng, the old man who was watching the fun on the side, nodded and said:

"This is true. I remember that before I was a child, even the disciples I was attracted to in the sect would have to wait until I was twelve years old to bring them to the mountain gate. The purpose was to wait until the children were mentally sound. I don't know when. The Academic Sect started to take their children up the mountain from the age of two or three. I didn't care at the time at the beginning. Now, I think this Academic Sect has long planned to steal the elite of my big business generation!"

Just as many generals were filled with righteous indignation, they suddenly heard a series of rapid footsteps, and then a harsh voice came from outside the door-

"Where is my [beep--] cub?"

Before he finished speaking, a man with a disheveled hair and a messy body, as if he had been riding outside the high-speed train for a long time, rushed in panting, and said as if he was "Da Shang swearing".

"General Li?" Seeing the man who suddenly rushed in, Huang Feihu was stunned for a long time before recognizing the person, grinning and laughing, then said:

"Don't be anxious, don't be anxious..."

"How about not being in a hurry? Your son has been caught and my son is still blowing up the thorns on the opposite side!"

Li Jing roared with a collapsed look on his face:

"I originally thought Nezha was the most worry-free one, but Jinzha, who was the most worry-free one, jumped out. This is to kill me!"

"Dad, how could I feel worried?" A young voice came, and a little boy who looked just over teenager walked in. He was wrapped in red silk with his right hand and a gold bracelet with his left wrist. Although he was young, his body was filled with a faint fluctuation of magic power. He was probably already at the realm of refining Qi and transforming God.

"If you chase me, it will make me worry-free!" Li Jing glared at the child, then said to Huang Feihu: "General Huang, did that dead boy cause any major trouble, right?"

"Brother Li, don't be anxious, sit down and talk slowly." Huang Feihu comforted the tone of the person who came here, and asked someone to bring a cup of tea and hand it over, then said, "You said before, is the eldest son of Jinzha, your eldest son?"

"Well, Your Majesty has confirmed that it is Jinzha." Li Jing sighed, reached out and rubbed his youngest son's head, and said with a gloomy face, "This kid has been practicing with Manjushri Guangfa Tianzun since he was a child. I thought he was the most worry-free, but who knew he had become a thief!"

"Don't worry, isn't you just an unfilial son? Just catch him." Huang Feihu was calm. After all, the stinky brat had already been caught, but Li Jing became even more annoyed when he heard this:

"It would be great if it was one! But my second son is still under the disciple of Samantabhadra Zhenren!"

"Puff!" Zhang Feng was holding tea. When he heard Li Jing speak like this, he immediately sprayed a mouthful of tea three meters away, with a slight stance of spitting water into a sword. "How many sons do you have in total?"

"Three." Li Jing said with a sinister face.

"I heard that your youngest son was almost kidnapped by Taiyi Zhenren of the Chan Sect?" Zhang Feng's face showed a gossipy expression, and Li Jing's face became more and more gloomy:

"Yes, I don't know what deep hatred I have with the Chan Sect, but I actually get my trick! If His Majesty hadn't opened the Hongwen Pavilion in time, I'm afraid that the next generation of my Li family would have become a rebel!"

"My father was too worried. That old man Taiyi clearly had his mind wrong, so I would not be brainwashed by him! In my opinion, the eldest brother and the second brother were too bearish, so he was tinkered with a few words to rebel." Nezha curled his lips disdainfully, and he was not guilty at all, and he even felt a little proud.
Chapter completed!