In the High Heaven!
In Zhong Shan's study, in the Heavenly Fate Pavilion, there were only three people in the Heavenly Fate Pavilion.
Zhong Shan, Zhao Suxiang, and Yi Yan!
The Underworld was still peaceful for the time being. Therefore, the army commanders of the Daikon State had also arrived in the Yang Realm through the Map of the Emperor. Although the Daikon State seemed to have two dynasties, the army commanders knew that there would always be one Daikon State. This was because the two Holy King were the same person. Even their thoughts were the same. How could there be two dynasties?
"We're still in urgent need of talents!" Zhong Shan said after thinking for a while.
For the constantly expanding Daikon State, talents were the most important thing. This was also what Zhong Shan needed the most. It was also what the dynasty needed the most.
"Shui Jing has already done his best. If it were me, I wouldn't be able to reach his level!" Yi Yan shook his head.
"I know, but I still can't keep up with the speed of expansion!" Zhong Shan shook his head.
"Can't keep up? I think it's okay. When we conquer the other territories, we can slowly gather talents! "Yi Yan was puzzled.
"No, more than half of the other territories have already been conquered!" Zhong Shan said.
"Oh?" Yi Yan did not understand.
"In the South, the original Taiyi Holy Court has collapsed and is divided into four Celestial Dynasties. The four Celestial Dynasties are waiting to be conquered and merged into the Daikon State at any time!" Zhong Shan said calmly.
"The South? When did the Holy King …? Is it Mr Shi who has been missing? "Yi Yan immediately guessed.
"Yes! The emperors of the four Celestial Dynasties have already died. They were refined into corpses by Mr Shi! "Zhong Shan nodded.
"…!"
After a moment of silence, Yi Yan sighed and said, "The Holy King has great foresight, but Mr Shi is really unpredictable!"
"Yes, you're good at grasping the big picture. Mr. Shi will be rushing back to High Heaven in a few days. You can come up with a plan to deal with the four Celestial Empires!" Zhong Shan said.
An emperor did not have to attend to everything personally, but he had to know how to use people. Otherwise, what was the use of having so many officials?
"Yes!" Yi Yan nodded.
"In High Heaven, the Number Five Hall is a restricted area. It's specially used to contact Mr Shi. You should discuss this with him when the time comes!" Zhong Shan instructed.
"Yes!" Yi Yan nodded.
"Luo Xingchen destroyed the Grand Ultimate Holy Court's capital. Right now, the Grand Ultimate Holy Court is also in a mess. The northwestern side is also in a state of chaos. Gather the troops of the former Taichu and send them to the battlefield! "Zhong Shan said again.
Yi Yan secretly sighed and smiled. "With the troops of the former Taichu Holy Court, my pressure is relieved a lot!"
Zhong Shan nodded. The troops of the Taichu Holy Court needed to be trained. This was not a short process, but Zhong Shan could not wait anymore. He had to take down the Wind Tomb Weave immediately. Otherwise, it would attract the attention of the other weaves. Training in the war, then. Yi Yan should know what to do.
"Suxiang, how's your cultivation now?" Zhong Shan looked at Zhao Suxiang.
"I've already reached the peak of the Celestial Stage, but I still need an opportunity. I'm working hard!" Zhao Suxiang said seriously.
"Spear. There are too few people who use spears. You can be considered to have walked a path with scarce resources. However, I believe that you will definitely be able to display the Dao of the Spear to the extreme!" Zhong Shan nodded.
"Thank you, Holy King!" Zhao Suxiang nodded.
Just as the three of them were talking, Zhong Shan's pupils suddenly shrank. His expression turned solemn.
"Holy King, what's wrong?" Yi Yan sensed that Zhong Shan was special.
"Someone is actually calculating my whereabouts? And that strength, it should be Zu Xian? And even in the Wind Tomb Weave? "Zhong Shan's eyes narrowed.
"Zu Xian?" Yi Yan frowned.
Zu Xian was the strongest person below the Sage. Was Zu Xian thinking about the Holy King?
"Don't worry, as long as I'm in the High Heaven, Zu Xian won't be able to do anything to me!" Zhong Shan comforted.
"Yes!" The two of them nodded.
"En, after talking for so long, you two should go and rest!" Zhong Shan said.
"Yes, we will take our leave!" Yi Yan and Zhao Suxiang said.
Yi Yan and Zhao Suxiang left the Heavenly Fate Pavilion.
"Mister Yi, who do you think is thinking about the Holy King, the Wind Tomb Weave, and Zu Xian?" Zhao Suxiang frowned and asked.
"No matter what, the Holy King's safety must be our top priority. I will immediately inform Mister Shi and Luo Xingchen to return. Mister Shi's secret arts are strange, maybe he can help the Holy King!" Yi Yan immediately said.
The two of them could see that Zhong Shan's tone was very relaxed, but how could Zu Xian be relaxed? Zhong Shan just didn't want them to worry. After all, they couldn't do anything when facing Zu Xian.
However, the emperor thought for his subjects, and the subjects naturally had to share the emperor's worries. Yi Yan immediately decided to call the two of them back to the High Heaven.
At this moment, Zhong Shan was in deep thought in the Heavenly Fate Pavilion.
Zu Xian? Why is Zu Xian here again? And through his senses, he felt that this Zu Xian was definitely not weaker than the Snow Plum Grand Ancestor in the past.
At this moment, in the Wind Tomb Weave, at the Snake Queen's dojo, two people and a strange-looking monster came.
The monster looked like a lizard, but it was a hundred feet tall. Its body was silver and metallic, as if it was a lump of iron. The armored monster was lying there, looking at one of them.
One of them was dressed in a white robe. His appearance was very cold, and his hair was white. He looked like he had experienced the vicissitudes of life. He sat cross-legged, and his hands seemed to be calculating something. He looked very precious.
Next to him was a man in a golden robe. If Zhong Shan was here, he would be very surprised. This person was seventy to eighty percent similar to his enemy in the Small World, 'Kongshiten'.
Seventy to eighty percent similar? This person was the divine beast cricket that swallowed Kongshiten's Divine Soul. It was also the monk 'Se Kong' who hid when he saw Zhong Shan in the Small World!
Se Kong looked around, then turned his head to look at the man in white sitting cross-legged. He frowned slightly, and a trace of coldness flashed in his eyes.
The armored monster seemed to feel Se Kong's cold gaze and turned its head to look. At the same time, it let out a low threatening sound from its nose. The sound wave was directed at a huge rock.
"Ka ka ka ka ka!"
The huge rock quickly shattered. It could be seen how strong the monster was.
Se Kong withdrew his gaze from the man in white and looked at the armored monster. His eyes flashed with disdain!
Turning his head, Se Kong no longer paid attention to the armored monster. The armored monster also seemed to not dare to offend Se Kong.
"Pa!"
A crisp sound came from the fingers of the man in white sitting cross-legged. His fingers were flicked away.
The man in white frowned and slowly opened his eyes.
"Martial Uncle, did you calculate it?" Se Kong immediately asked.
The man in white didn't know what Se Kong was thinking, but he slowly stood up and shook his head.
"Zhong Shan can actually mess up heaven's secrets. Moreover, it seems to be the method of Saint Mi Tian. It's not easy to calculate, but!" The man in white spoke halfway and his face turned cold.
"But what?" Se Kong said in a flattering tone.
In the pocket dimension, Se Kong was a smooth and slick character. When he met people, he would speak human language. When he met ghosts, he would speak ghost language. When he met people, he would speak ghost language. When he met people, he would naturally flatter them.
"But it's confirmed that your other Martial Uncle, Yan Hui, was killed by Zhong Shan!" The man in white said coldly.
"It seems that the rumor is true! Martial Uncle, this time you dragged me to the Wind Tomb Weave with you. It can't be that you want to avenge Martial Uncle Yan, right? "Se Kong frowned.
"Your father, Kongshiten, was killed by Zhong Shan. Don't you want to avenge Kongshiten?" The man in white said coldly.
"No, that's not what I meant. My father's death is irreconcilable. How can I not want to avenge him? It's just that I admit that I'm not Zhong Shan's opponent. I want to train my body first and then personally make Zhong Shan pay with his blood! "Se Kong immediately said.
"No need. You'll have your chance soon!" The man in white said in a deep voice.
"But, Martial Uncle, this Zhong Shan is very strange. Very strange!" Se Kong immediately refused.
"With me, 'Zi Lu', here, no one can do anything to you. I will protect you!" Zi Lu said.
"No, Martial Uncle, that's not what I meant. I said that Zhong Shan is not strong. He's strange. He's very strange. He can always turn misfortunes into blessings. Moreover, the one who suffers every time is me …!" Se Kong said again. But halfway through, he was interrupted by Zi Lu.
"You don't believe in my strength?" Zi Lu said with a slightly gloomy face.
"No, that's not what I meant. Martial Uncle is one of the three great Zu Xian among the 72 disciples of Great-grandfather. How can I not believe in your strength? But this Zhong Shan, sigh. Okay, I'll listen to Martial Uncle! "Se Kong said helplessly.
Se Kong also thought it through. Although the rumors about Zhong Shan were exaggerated, he was still from a small world. If Zi Lu, a Zu Xian, wanted to fight Zhong Shan, then he would go. At that time, he could also feel out Zhong Shan's strength. If Zhong Shan was killed, then everyone would be happy. If there was danger, then he would definitely escape.
As for fighting Zhong Shan, he would rather die than go. At that time, he must find an excuse. Even if he had a stomachache, he would not go.
"Okay!" Zi Lu nodded with satisfaction.
"Then, Martial Uncle, when shall we go?" Se Kong asked immediately.
"There's no hurry. Yan Hui died here. I'll first set up a tomb for him and accompany him for a few days!" Zi Lu said solemnly.
Not to mention Confucius's love for Yan Hui, even Zi Lu and Yan Hui had a good relationship. Since Yan Hui died, Zi Lu naturally had to pay his respects.
Although Se Kong's face was solemn, he did not take it seriously in his heart. If it had nothing to do with him, then let it go!
Another four months had passed!
In the south of High Heaven, more than a thousand people flew in the sky.
The leader was Nezha, who was standing on the Wind Fire Wheels, carrying a golden longbow and holding a Fire-tipped Spear. The others were a group of subordinates brought by Nezha.
"The Third Prince, the High Heaven is in front!" A golden-armoured man behind Nezha said.
Nezha's figure stopped. Everyone stopped as well. Looking at the bright High Heaven, Nezha's eyes flashed with anger. At the same time, the shadow between his eyebrows became heavier and heavier. It even emitted a trace of black gas, affecting Nezha's temperament.
PS: In the last few days, Guan Qi encountered some bad things and the outbreak dragged on until today. Sorry, this volume is coming to an end, so it's not written very quickly. Today's outbreak, the first update. If there are still monthly votes, let's use them! Begging for monthly votes! (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support the original reading!)
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