After a while, a sound of running from afar approaching from a distance. Wen Zhong, who was riding a dirty black qilin, carrying a male and female whip, rushed back panting, saw that only Master Jin Ling, the Holy Mother, stood in front of the Zhuxian Killing Formation, grabbed the reins, and asked with confusion: "Master, where are the others?"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit briefly told him what had just happened, and he laughed happily.

He was a great Shang Taishi, and was played with by the people of the Ancestral Sect like a monkey. After playing with it for so long, he finally let out a sigh of anger.

"By the way," Wen Zhong put away his smile and said seriously with an old face: "The second-generation disciples of the Academic Sect are gone, but there are still many three-generation disciples with amazing combat power, such as Yang Jian, Nezha, Jinzha, Muzha, etc., who are not ordinary people and need to take action by the master."

Originally, as the leader of the monks on earth and the representative of the Jie Sect in the world, he did not need to bother with his master. However, during this period of war, those who could use it were basically sent to the List of Gods.

"This is natural"

The Holy Mother of Golden Spirit agreed readily.

A moment later, the Holy Mother of Jinling broke into the Zhou army camp alone.

Although Nezha, Yang Jian and others are all disciples from thousands of places, the gap between them and the peak golden immortal like the Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit is too big.

The magic weapon was rejected at one time, and the powerful body was defeated without long support.

The most outstanding ones failed, not to mention other weak ones.

This suspenseless battle ended easily in just two quarters of an hour.

Except for Nezha, who was a strong man, fought to the end, was sent to the list of gods and became a god dominated by the Heavenly Court.

Everyone else chose to join the Intercepticism.

The God War is over, and the ones that come later will be easier.

Wen Taishi led the army that was tortured during this period, which was worse than death, crushed the territory of Zhou like the autumn wind swept away fallen leaves. There were few Zhou troops who dared to resist, and it was only a matter of time before they achieved the final victory.

Chaoge, the palace, was as lifeless as usual, with weeds growing on the ground, and bird feces everywhere, no one cleaned them, and there were only a dozen eunuchs, basically the kind who was too old to do work.

Before, Zi was crazy and killed all the young ones.

These old antiques have escaped because they live in remote areas.

Suddenly, a very beautiful bird flew out from the gloomy palace main hall. The old eunuchs all shivered, and when they saw that it was just a bird, they breathed a sigh of relief.

In the main hall of the royal palace.

Wearing a robe that had not been changed for a long time, Zishou, who was unshaven, quietly looked at the queen lying in the coffin, motionless.

It's like a lifeless statue.

Suddenly, a tall shadow covered him.

It made his vision dark.

"King"

The person who came shouted.

This sound seems to have been heard somewhere.

Zi's ​​brain, which was a little numb, was revived a little bit.

This voice seemed to be someone who was very familiar with me.

A blurred face flashed through Zishou's mind. At the same time, he slowly raised his head. The person who came was not someone else, but the national teacher who had been away for a long time.

"National Master, save my queen quickly"

Zi's ​​eyes lit up and he hurriedly said.

Cao Yi suddenly turned into a rain of light and dissipated in the void.

Zishou was stunned for a few seconds, and reached out to rub his eyes. It turned out that it was just his hallucination.

The national teacher did not come back.

Sighing, his eyes fell back to the queen's face that had changed color.

The woman who was so beautiful back then was about to wither like a flower that left her rhizomes.

I don’t know how long it took, but the orange sunset shone in little by little, making the queen’s face more color.

Zi couldn't help but reach out and touch the queen's face.

Suddenly, a figure surrounded him.

Zishou slowly raised his head and saw that it was Cao Yi. He asked uncertainly: "Master, are you really back?"

"Um"

Cao Yi looked at the emperor with some emotion.

In the eyes of ordinary people, he is just a toy in the hands of a saint. He can play whatever he wants.

"National Master, help me resurrect the queen"

Zishou said with a pleading face.

"Don't you want to know the outcome of the war?"

Cao Yi said.

Zishou then remembered the war and asked, "How about the war?"

"The five saints, except the Supreme One, are all dead."

Cao Yi said.

"Four Saints Dead"

Zishou opened his mouth wide and looked at Cao Yi blankly.

If someone else said it, he would definitely treat it as crazy.

Those who lived with heaven and earth and were immortal, actually died four saints.

"Will that Taoist Hongjun get angry?"

Zishou said a little lost.

"That person has been integrated with the way of heaven, only the balance of heaven and earth, no feelings, and doesn't care who dies."

Cao Yi explained.

Zishou nodded suddenly.

"Zunti is dead"

Zishou's eyes suddenly shine.

Zhunti can be said to be the person he hates the most.

"Die well, die well..."

He murmured.

Cao Yi walked to the coffin and used his supreme magical power to restore the queen to his soul.

In a short period of time, two consecutive deaths were very harmful to the queen's soul and she did not wake up for a while.

"The queen is very weak now, it will be fine for a few days."

Cao Yi said.

Zishou walked to Cao Yi and bowed deeply: "Thank you, National Master."

"The matter here is over, I should leave too."

Cao Yi said with a smile.

When Zishou heard that Cao Yi was leaving, he was anxious, "Where is the national teacher going?"

“Go to where you should go”

Cao Yi's answer was very vague.

"Can the national teacher wait until I abolition of the slaves before leaving?"

The son is requested.

"Abolitionist?"

Cao Yi was very surprised that Zi was given this decision.

You should know that Zishou is the largest slave owner in this world.

Abolition of slavery is equivalent to opposing oneself.

"Whoever lives in this world is more noble than who is less noble than who is less noble than who is. After this period of ups and downs, I have seen through it."

Zishou looked like he saw through the world.

"It should be more than that."

Cao Yi looked at Zishou with a smile.

Zishou smiled embarrassedly and said, "I know I can't hide it from the national teacher. There is another reason. I am just the nominal lord of the Great Shang Dynasty. The real power has always been in the hands of all princes and nobles at all levels. If I want to centralize power, I must have the power to fight against them. The slaves who have been neglected are the best targets to win over."

This explains it.
To be continued...