Honghuang: Tongtian peeked at my diary, and taught Quancheng to become a saint

Chapter 113

this poem...

The civil and military officials looked at each other, slightly surprised in their hearts.

This poem written by His Majesty is not very literary, but it is also balanced and steady, with a heart of fist and fist, which is not bad!

Seeing this, all civil and military officials wiped the sweat from their foreheads, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

What I'm afraid of is that His Majesty's mind will get hot, and some messy poems will be written and left in this Nuwa Temple, which will make people laugh.

If Empress Nuwa sees it, it will cause countless troubles.

However, the current poem is not bad, and it can be passed down to future generations. Even Empress Wa, after seeing such a wonderful poem, she must not feel disgusted.

"Okay, the incense is burned, and the poem is mentioned, let's drive back to the palace!"

After Di Xin finished writing the poem, he gave an order, and immediately sat on the back of the gods, and brought all the civil and military officials back to Miyagi in a grand manner.

In Chaoge City, in a hidden courtyard, the Jiejiao Immortals headed by Lin Yuan gathered in groups of about a dozen people.

They are Lin Yuan, Sanxiao, Wu Yunxian, Guiling Virgin, Zhao Gongming...

This is the vanguard of Jiejiao going down the mountain and Yongzhen Chaoge, for the purpose of intercepting a glimmer of life among the human race and for the sake of the world!

But at this time, their divine light looked at the Nuwa Temple in the south of Chaoge City, and they sensed that Di Xin was writing on the wall, frowning slightly.

"Junior brother's move is beyond the norm. How many disputes will arise inside and outside the court!" Wu Yunxian stroked his beard and said with some regret.

Inside the human race, above the Great Shang Dynasty, it is not monolithic. A few days ago, there have been rumors that "Di Xin Wang is not like a human monarch"!

Today, the actions of the junior brother are like adding fuel to the fire, and they will provoke those ambitious people and cause many troubles.

"But I thought, otherwise, the younger brother's poem expresses his will to all forces, and it can conquer many people's hearts!" Zhao Gongming nodded, with a hint of splendor in his heart.

As for Sanxiao and Guiling, as women, they are not very interested in the affairs of the human race, but they found this poem written by Di Xin very interesting and debated endlessly.

As for Lin Yuan, his face was calm and he didn't say a word, but he didn't know what to think in his heart.

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Wa Palace, Nuwa Saint, sat on Qingluan, lived in the clouds, and glanced in the direction of Chaoge.

But he saw that in the palace of the lower realm, the incense was in full bloom, and there was a group of people around the wall, pointing and pointing.

Nuwa was curious, she stretched out her long sleeves, and the content on the wall appeared in front of her eyes.

But I saw that on the wall, there was a poem written in a stable manner——

The phantom of the skin is not solid,

Only when young, it will be late.

Wake up with a whip and turn back,

This body is dedicated to this life!

In the last line, the names of the emperor of the human race, King Zhou of Shang, and Emperor Xin Zishou were also written!

Nu Wa looked at the poems on the wall, feeling a little emotional in her heart.

The so-called poem expresses one's will. Although Di Xin's poem does not seem to be a masterpiece of literary talent, there is hidden in the poem the heart of Taoism and the thought of not wanting to be empty.

"The Human Sovereign of the Human Race this time is also a generation of great talent!" The Human Race and Nuwa, and Fuxi, are closely related. Nuwa was also very happy when she saw Di Xin's poems and sensed Di Xin's thoughts. It is as if the old mother sees that the child is finally promising.

However, this joy did not linger on Nuwa's face for a moment, but was suddenly replaced by a burst of sorrow.

Before, when all the saints gathered in Zixiao Palace to discuss the list of gods, although Tongtian refused to attend, the discussion on the list of gods could not go on. It's one or two.

The destruction of Zhou Xing by the Shang Dynasty is a major event among the Conferred Gods!

As for the great merchant of the human race, the emperor Xin, the final fate is unknown, but it will not end well if one thinks about it!

It's a pity that such a hero will eventually fall into the schemes of the saints and become a pawn in the Conferred Gods!

Thinking of this, Nu Wa felt depressed and uneasy, and lost the thought of receiving incense from the world, so she turned around and went back home.

"Human Emperor Xin is a ruler of righteousness. Unfortunately, the Shang Dynasty has been in power for 600 years, and its vitality is exhausted!"

"This Shang Dynasty, but now there is only one, 28 years of national luck!"

Back in Wa Palace, Nu Wa calculated with her fingers, and she calculated the fate of the Shang Dynasty from the dense secrets. She sighed helplessly, but sacrificed a golden gourd.

This golden gourd looks inconspicuous, but it is also congenital, and it is a great treasure.

I saw that Nuwa stretched out a finger, the holy thought was running, and it flashed over the golden gourd. Suddenly, a white light flashed across the mouth of the gourd. Within the white light, there was a big flag hanging indistinctly. The word - to recruit demons!

There is a place to summon the demon banner, and you can see it immediately. In the entire Wa Palace, the evil wind is precious, and the yin energy is scattered. In the direction of the palace, run.

All the monsters in the prehistoric world were blessed by the Emperor Wa, so naturally no one dared to resist the Wa Emperor's summoning of the monsters.

All of a sudden, outside the Wa Palace, a group of monsters gathered, just waiting for the decree from the sage Wa!

Emperor Wa sat on the throne, and with a slight sweep of the holy thought, he directly repelled the group of demons, leaving only the three demons from the Xuanyuan Grave to step forward.

Of these three demons, one of them is a thousand-year-old vixen, and it is Qingqiu Nine-Tailed Fox, the same little white fox that served the Emperor Wa when Lin Yuan visited the Linwa Palace.

As for the other two, a nine-headed pheasant spirit and a jade pipa spirit, their actions have not yet transformed, they are just little demons.

Nvwa pointed out a holy thought, which fell directly on the three demons. The three demons only felt that there was a wave of spirit and soul in their bodies, and the realm of their cultivation had jumped thousands of miles, and their realm had been directly raised to the middle stage of Taiyi Jinxian. Realm, this stopped!

After the transformation, the three demons have a graceful figure and a delicate face. At first glance, they have a charming feeling.

"Three monsters listen to the order! I think that Chengtang's luck is exhausted, and God's will cannot be violated! However, Di Xin is a Daoist monarch, and you three monsters can be entrusted in the palace courtyard to assist the emperor, so as to face the truth and keep the emperor , 28 years of wealth!"

With one order, Nuwa repelled the three demons.

Even though she is a Hunyuan Saint, under the coercion of Heaven, all she can do is to let Di Xin have a good time in the past 28 years.

As for things like resisting the way of heaven, protecting the emperor and supporting the big merchants, unless the brain is flooded, it is absolutely impossible to do it!