Fengshen: From the Spider Spirit Falling in Love with Me

Chapter 415 The Emperor

Zhang Qingying said softly, "Ziya went back and asked Youchao for it himself."

While the two sides were fighting, Jiang Ziya remained calm. He raised his hand and threw a war drum, starting to beat it with a "dong dong dong" sound.

"Zhou Xianzong, right? Why do you come here to worship heaven and earth? You are blaspheming heaven and earth, you should be punished."

"Boom!"

A huge lightning bolt struck Zhou Xianzong directly. The old man emitted a golden light and resisted the lightning. However, a trace of dissatisfaction flashed in his eyes. He shouted, "Master Shiwu, don't you have the nerve to do it yourself?"

boom!

A corner of Taiping Mountain suddenly collapsed, and clear fingerprints appeared on it.

Zhang Song was sitting cross-legged in the sky, with the Qiankun Ding behind him rising and falling. He looked down calmly and said, "Just do your thing, don't involve me. I beat your saint to death, why would you still care about a little old man like you?"

The scene was quiet for a moment, then became chaotic.

"So it was really the Taoist master who took action." Zhou Rulong smiled bitterly in his heart. Even the saints are not lower than him.

"It's really you." Zhou Xianzong was furious, his hair stood on end, but his heart was at peace. He was not sure that such a person would attack him, especially in front of so many people.

"The Confucian world? Doesn't the Confucian world follow rules? How can you talk to my dean like that?"

Jiang Ziya grabbed the apricot yellow flag in his hand and waved it towards the sky, bringing with it strong winds and heavy rain.

A strong wind suddenly arose from the ground, bringing with it sand and rocks. People were so confused that they couldn't open their eyes. Stones as big as millstones rolled down and fell.

Jiang Ziya didn't care about these people's lives. He formed a spell in his mind, grabbed the black wooden sign and shot another flash of lightning into the air.

Zhou Xianzong was extremely angry. A huge city wall appeared above his head, with people standing on it, shouting in unison, resisting the surroundings.

The people from Shiwu Academy looked at this old man who used to speak slowly and believed it completely.

With those moves just now by this good teacher, ordinary people would have suffered at least hundreds of casualties.

Zhou Xianzong roared, let’s fight, what’s the matter with you holding a bunch of magic weapons in your hands?

Wu Jing couldn't just sit there and watch, so he called Gao Yu to destroy the enemy.

Gao Yu sighed in his heart, and instantly appeared above Jiang Ziya, stabbing down with the long sword in his hand like lightning.

"Haha, bullying the weak with the big." Zhang Qingying directly blocked Gao Yu with a spear, and then killed him.

"Are you the dean of the martial arts academy?" Gao Yu was very fast, but he was in a miserable state under Zhang Qingying's gun.

Zhang Qingying grew up in a military camp. She is skilled in military operations and dares to defeat the opponent in a one-on-one fight, even if the opponent is strange.

"Master is so powerful." Liu Ling's eyes lit up. This was the first time he saw her use her full strength.

Unparalleled and domineering, the entire void was filled with only her will. The sounds made by the two old priests were suppressed under the tip of the gun.

Sha Feng was stunned. Is this also martial arts? A divine thought cut through the void, and a spear intent was like the collapse of Mount Taiping.

Everyone had only one feeling in their hearts: if they could die from such a gun, their life would not be lived in vain.

"Bang!" Gao Yu was knocked away.

Gao Yu clasped his hands together and thanked the emperor and his concubine for showing mercy. He sighed helplessly and returned to Wu Jing.

Zhang Qingying had a complete set of magic weapons, while Gao Yu had no more than two magic weapons in total, so he had no chance of winning at all.

Wu Jing was furious and shouted, "Trash, trash, all of you are trash."

Gao Yu lowered his head and dared not answer.

Zhou Xianzong gritted his teeth, reached into his arms and took out a stone the size of an egg, grabbed a brush, quickly wrote an article, and threw it into the air.

The article was light and airy, but it was written at an extremely fast speed, disappearing into the sky.

Zhou Xianzong breathed a sigh of relief. What he took out was half a trace of the origin of the small world, which was one of the few treasures of the Zhou family.

Offering sacrifices to the heaven and earth here, as long as it can make the heaven and earth recognize Wu Jing's identity as the emperor, it will interfere with the first martial arts master.

"Delicious!" Zhang Xue immediately accepted the original happily, and then forwarded the request to Zhang Song.

Even if she is the way of heaven, she can't just take it and not return it.

Taoist tools, treasures or the Way of Heaven, their core is rules and they will not be changed arbitrarily.

"Okay, but it should be like the Hongjun World, where the heavens are in charge of the heavens and the people are in charge of the people. He should just be a mascot."

Zhang Xue was stunned for a moment, and it took her a while to understand what Zhang Song meant.

"Dad, I don't need him as a mascot. I can do it myself."

Zhang Song laughed, "Okay, just follow this reply."

Zhou Xianzong suddenly felt an awe-inspiring aura rising from the sky. He raised his head slightly, his expression unchanged, but his heart was filled with peace and infinite joy.

Sure enough, the Heavenly Dao, which had just been nurtured and had not yet given birth to spiritual wisdom, had agreed so quickly to a ray of the origin of the world.

Two rays of light fell down, one of which fell on Zhou Xianzong. It was a merit of this world, a reward for his act of offering sacrifice to the heaven.

One portion fell into Wu Jing's body, and he immediately felt an indescribable breath in his body.

"I have become a true emperor." He felt as if he was connected to the entire country and became an inseparable part of it.

The original capital is now a forbidden place. Wu Tianxing sighed slightly. He didn't know how many masters he had asked for help in the past, and even sent a large amount of gold, silver, pearls and jade to the Dry Bone Temple, before he asked for a way to completely kill the one connected with the country's destiny.

This descendant's mind, blinded by the light of lifespan, was so stubborn that he still wanted to become the emperor.

The Taoist master is a high and mighty being. Not to mention in this broken world, even in any prosperous world, he can be said to be a giant who controls the life and death of thousands.

What makes you feel that Master Shiwudao is easy to talk to?

What makes you think that the First Martial Daoist Master can kill a saint but dare not kill a tiny human emperor like you?

Wu Tianxing suddenly laughed out loud, and tears came out of his eyes.

To practice Taoism, one must cut off the seven emotions and six desires, and cut off all worldly ties behind him.

“I thought I had seen it clearly, but in the end I still live in the palace, in this royal mausoleum, enjoying daily offerings.”

"From today on, I, Wu Tianxing, will completely sever my worldly ties."

As soon as I thought about it, I felt my body suddenly relaxed, and even my skin felt like it was breezed, which was very comfortable.

At this moment, the space moved, and a terrifying aura enveloped the place, like a huge cloud of white smoke, wrapping around layer by layer.

"Is this a punishment from heaven?" Wu Tianxing was not afraid, but slowly stood up.

However, it would be a shame to underestimate a founding emperor. Wu Tianxing has seen too many ups and downs and no longer cares about life or death.

"Hey, you're a nice person. You're not afraid at all." A little girl's voice sounded.

Then he saw a small snake with wings on its back flying out, looking at him curiously with its red eyes.

"You are Wu Tianxing. I know you. Dad said that if there is anyone in this world who can be promoted to Tianzun, then one of them is you and the other is Gao Yu."

Wu Tianxing's heart moved, his tense body relaxed, and he showed a friendly smile: "But I can't resist the Taoist master's praise."

"Your Excellency is..."

"My name is Qingqing, and my father is Zhang Song."

"I've seen the saint."

Wu Tianxing saluted hastily. He found that his strength was not enough in front of this saint.