"Sister Great Si Ming!"
Kunlun Mountain, East King Palace.
Young Si Ming, who forced the Shang Dynasty to his death, came to Great Si Ming and said, "Someone came and I sent them away. I don't know if it was the right thing to do, please help me, sister …"
Zhu Si Ming was a poor woman who was recruited by the Great Si Ming and they had been together for thousands of years.
Great Si Ming's expression remained unchanged, "This … you did a little wrong. Although they are mortals, they are not without roots. They are formed from one of the Goddess's divine pellets …"
"Then what should we do?"
Young Si Ming's expression changed drastically.
"Don't worry, the Netherworld Epiphyllum in the garden has bloomed recently and the Goddess is in a good mood when she is enjoying the flowers. I'll go talk to her …"
Great Si Ming smiled and comforted him.
When the Queen Mother of the West was enjoying the flowers, Great Si Ming was serving beside her. Seeing that Qing Yuan County Lord was in a good mood, he reported, "Goddess, there were some people who came to Kunlun Mountain and spoke disrespectfully. They were sent away by Young Si Ming's Qing Luan …"
"They are from the Shang Dynasty?" Qing Yuan County Lord thought about it. She only gave them the divine pellets to increase the overall strength of the people, to promote the development of the world and ultimately to expand her own divine power.
She didn't really care about the lives of a few mortals.
As long as the bloodline of the Shang Dynasty continued, it would be fine.
"They are just mortals, a small punishment is enough."
She thought about it and said directly.
"Yes, those mortals still want to pay tribute to the Goddess and build temples …" Great Si Ming continued.
Qing Yuan County Lord was very calm about this.
After all, she was once a county lord and was used to being fawned upon.
Even fawning on her and paying tribute required qualifications!
Now that she thought about it, she felt that there was nothing wrong with promoting the Queen Mother of the West's temples. Thus, she nodded.
This was the beauty of Chung Shen-soo's conferment.
If it was someone else who was conferred a godly position comparable to an Undead Immortal, they would be instantly tainted by the divine power and become a completely different person.
But Chung Shen-soo was different!
With the status of the Creator of Heaven and Earth, he also made arrangements in the Deity Position that he conferred, so that Qingyuan Countess could not only exercise the authority of the gods, but also not be contaminated by the authority in turn.
This kind of operation could be said to be mysterious.
Of course, he was a god and had great authority. As time went by, people's hearts would change. He didn't care about that.
"Here!"
Overjoyed, Great Si Ming retreated.
…
"Sister, how is it?"
The Young Arbiter of Fate, Qing Luan, who had made a mistake, hurried forward and asked with a nervous expression.
"Don't worry, this matter is over. I think the goddess only cares about the human race, not the rise and fall of the empire …" Great Si Ming said, "Now, I still have to teach Shangyi a lesson. Just watch and see …"
When Tang returned to the Yin Land.
In the skies, lightning rumbled and a huge lady's face emerged – it was none other than Great Si Ming!
"God!"
"It's a god!"
The defeated soldiers were like birds startled by the mere twang of a bowstring. Some of them had already knelt down.
Only Tang, who had just become the Mysterious Monarch, remained calm. She bowed and said, "May I ask who this deity is?"
"I am the Great Si Ming of Kunlun's Queen Mother of the West!"
As the huge lady's lips moved, the air she exhaled turned into a strong gale, carrying with it an indescribable pressure, "You people of the Shang Dynasty are required to pay tribute to Kunlun every year … Other than that, the Queen Mother of the West Temple needs to be built in the Yin Land. It needs to be over a thousand acres and the statue needs to be over 600 feet tall!"
In Chung Shen-soo's previous world, the largest temple only took up two to three hundred thousand square meters, which was only a few hundred acres.
Moreover, the tallest statue was only about a hundred meters tall, which was only 33 feet tall.
The measurement used by the Shang Dynasty was naturally close to the standard in Chung Shen-soo's mind. Therefore, an acre was a large acre, and one foot was 3.3 meters tall.
"This … How many people do we need? How much money and resources? How many years will it take? "
Tang was dumbfounded.
A project of this scale would almost drain all the resources of Shangyi. Not only that, even he and his brothers and descendants would have to carry the bricks themselves!
After all, it was impossible to complete such a marvelous project with the technology and manpower of this era.
But the Seven Luminaries Celestial Realm possessed extraordinary power. As long as he and the descendants of the Shang Dynasty worked together, they were confident that they could shorten the construction period to less than ten years.
"It is the honor of mortals to worship the gods!"
Great Si Ming took one last look at Tang, and the huge face disappeared.
"King?"
One of Tang's confidants stepped forward, his face full of worry.
"I'm fine!"
Tang waved his hand, "The most important thing now is to get the six teachers of the Emperor to support me to inherit the throne …"
As for the temples of the gods, they must be built!
Otherwise, if they met this woman who called herself 'Great Si Ming', their city would probably be reduced to ashes with just a breath …
Tang's heart was filled with regret.
Why? Why did father have to provoke Kunlun?
…
Tang returned with the army and smoothly took over Shangyi, becoming the true Emperor of the Shang Dynasty.
During his reign, he worked hard, encouraged farming, and developed production. He could be considered a wise ruler.
The only thing that was criticized by the later generations was that he immediately started a huge project — the construction of the Western Queen Mother's temple and statue.
Not only did this seriously drag down Shangyi's national strength, it even delayed the construction of his own tomb.
But in this regard, Tang was stubborn and finally completed the construction of the Western Queen Mother's temple in the 73rd year of the Shang Dynasty.
From then on, the merchants of Yindi had a target of worship and faith — the Western Queen Mother!
Almost every once in a while, the Shang Dynasty would send people with a large number of gifts and servants to Mount Kunlun to make offerings to the Western Queen Mother.
This kind of behavior continued for 600 years until a Mysterious King succeeded the throne and questioned it, "Why? Are you using the national strength of the Shang Dynasty to please the high and mighty gods?! "
Inside the royal palace.
The 31st Xuan King, the Emperor of Shang, wore a black royal robe and looked intimidating.
He was the son of the Black Bird, the descendant of Tang. His name was — Di Xin!
Di Xin had been brave since he was young. He inherited the bloodline of his ancestors and could fight jackals and wolves with his bare hands. He could chase four horses and win every battle.
Not only that, he was also concerned about the suffering of the people. He saw the corruption of the Shang Dynasty's system and tried to use sinners and slaves, hoping to make changes.
Any changes required a lot of money, manpower, and material resources.
Because of this, he was very dissatisfied with the Shang Dynasty's constant tribute to Kunlun.
"Back then, our ancestors built the Western Queen Mother's temple and statue and called it a spectacle. They also paid tribute every year. I will not accept it!"
The young Xuan King declared.
"Your Majesty, although spectacle will harm the country, without spectacle, it will be … the destruction of the country!"
An old official immediately walked out and answered with a trembling voice, "There are gods above Kunlun! The gods need tributes, and we mortals can only obey! "
"It has been 600 years, and no god has ever walked down Kunlun. Where were they when we were faced with floods and tsunamis?"
Di Xin asked in a deafening voice, "Since the gods do not pity us, we do not need to pay tribute to them anymore!"
In the end, the young Shang King made a decision, "I want to destroy the Western Queen Mother's temple and topple the statue. I want to tell the people of the Shang Dynasty … that humans will never be slaves!"
…
Kunlun Mountain, East Palace.
Chung Shen-soo stretched and woke up from his deep sleep. He communicated with the utopia with his mind, and the development and changes of the world in the past 6,000 years were vivid in his mind.
"Everything in my script has happened, but I almost messed it up on Qingyuan's side … As expected, I still have to clean up everything!"
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