He addressed him as the Grand Preceptor and the Lord Taibai Jinxing. The two of them were treating each other like outsiders.
Li Changshou stood behind Wen Zhong with his hands behind his back. He was still sighing in his heart. Wen Zhong did not even sense his aura, but he dared to insist that he was him.
If the Heavenly Dao had casually made an appearance like the "Yellow Dragon", wouldn't Wen Zhong immediately fall for it?
This junior is not vigilant at all.
Li Changshou nodded and sat on a chair at the side.
"You should have this opportunity. Come and talk."
"Lord Taibai Jinxing." Wen Zhong cupped his hands and lowered his head. "I wonder what teachings you have. Now that the three armies have set off, they need a commander.
Wen Zhong is here personally. I naturally can't let the soldiers of the three armies wait for long. "
"Are you going to die for nothing?"
Li Changshou asked warmly.
Wen Zhong was stunned. Then, he lowered his head and bowed. "I have the king's orders. I can only take a risk now."
"A risk."
Li Changshou smiled and said, "Don't you even have a cup of tea?"
"Lord Taibai Jinxing …"
Wen Zhong paused and heaved a sigh of relief. He whispered, "Wait a moment. I'll get my disciple to bring it over."
After saying that, Wen Zhong walked to the tent door and whispered a few words to the outside. He summoned the Black Qilin to land in front of the tent before turning around and returning to the tent.
Li Changshou smiled and sized up the situation in the tent. At that moment, Wen Zhong could not figure out what Li Changshou was doing there. He could only stand by the side and wait.
The drums outside the camp sounded like thunder. The various armies slowly approached the periphery of Xi Qi City.
The Shang King had the absolute advantage in terms of troops. The Zhou Army could only rely on the terrain.
In the tent, Li Changshou seemed to have deliberately found a topic and said warmly, "You want to attack Xi Qi City.
"You want to attack Xi Qi City. What are your thoughts exactly?"
Wen Zhong pondered for a while and said respectfully, "Zhou was originally a subordinate of the Shang Dynasty. However, he did not obey the king's orders and was ambitious. He privately expanded his armaments and fought the Fang Country. Everyone knew that he had the intention to rebel.
His Majesty was benevolent enough to spare Ji Chang's life, but now … "
A hint of helplessness flashed across Li Changshou's eyes. He said coldly, "You want to break through Xi Qi City even if you have to use all the Shang army here. At the very least, you have to exhaust the Zhou army and damage its national strength.
Right? "
Wen Zhong was silent. He lowered his head and sighed.
"Lord Taibai Jinxing, I'm stupid. There's no other way."
Li Changshou said,
"Most of the troops you mobilized came from the various checkpoints in the northwest of the Shang Dynasty. Half of them are the troops of the vassals. Using this to consume the national strength of the Zhou Kingdom, it will not cause much damage to Chaoge City.
You seem to think that as long as the luck of the Zhou Nation is destroyed, even if the immortals of Chan School secretly support them, they will not be able to threaten Chaoge City in a short period of time.
Your disciple can complete the rectification of the Shang Nation, right? "
Wen Zhong lowered his head and sighed. "Lord Taibai Jinxing's wisdom is enough to help the Celestial Court rise from a weak position and mediate in the Saint's sect. In the end, he achieved an extraordinary reputation. However, I'm just a disciple of Jie School and a mortal Grand Tutor. I can't be compared to Lord Taibai Jinxing."
"That's just an excuse.
Anyone who admits that they are powerless and says that they are only so-so is actually a form of self-comfort. It's a common method to escape. "
Li Changshou sighed and said, "Wen Zhong, you have already missed too many opportunities.
I didn't see any signs of the Heavenly Dao interfering with your thoughts. Why did it reach such a stage?
Do you know that many living beings in the Three Realms are cursing you? They said that you killed many immortals of Jie School and dragged Jie School into the mortal world of the South Continent. "
"There's no such thing as a win-win situation in this world," Wen Zhong said in a low voice. "I've let down Jie School and Master and Grandmaster."
"You're just letting yourself down."
Li Changshou's voice slowed down. "What you did is actually a path chosen by Jie School. We're just using each other.
Do you still remember what I said to you when I was still a historian in Chaoge City? "
"Wen Zhong has never forgotten what you said, Lord Taibai Jinxing."
"Then why aren't you enlightened?"
Li Changshou frowned and said, "I'm Lord Taibai Jinxing of the Celestial Court, a disciple of Ren School, and the person in charge of the God-Conferment Tribulation. From the perspective of the world, the Dao Sect, and the Great Tribulation, I have to stand in a neutral position.
Only in Chaoge City did I specially remind you a few times!
Of course, this is a slight bias allowed by the Heavenly Dao. "
Wen Zhong was puzzled. "What … did you give me?"
"What did I ask you the most? Think about it carefully."
"Well …"
Wen Zhong pondered for a while and secretly deduced. Then, he said, "It seems to be. What should your ideal Shang Dynasty be like?"
"That's right. What should your ideal Shang Dynasty be like?"
Li Changshou sighed softly. "At that time, I was reminding you that you had to at least imagine a complete prospect. Then, you had to use that prospect to convince those like-minded people.
You and Di Xin, on the other hand, attacked the outside world and used force. You tortured the inside world and relied on intimidation.
Di Xin has a vast ambition, but how many people in the world have ambitions? Is that useful? From the looks of it, it's just that he has high ambitions but low abilities!
You should not admire a young man who shouted his ambitions loudly. You should pay attention to those who are fighting towards their ambitions without saying a word.
As Di Xin's teacher, you did not fulfill your responsibilities as a teacher.
As an important minister of the Human Emperor, you failed to offer a strategy to govern the country.
As a disciple of Jie School, you pulled the immortals of Jie School into the Great Tribulation.
Wen Zhong, what do you think of your position as Young Master and Grand Tutor? Have you ever thought about where you want to lead the Shang Dynasty?
What kind of Shang Dynasty do you want to create?
Reform is not for the sake of reform, nor is it a good remedy to save a sick old man.
Do you know why so many nobles in Chaoge City are afraid of Di Xin and you, Wen Zhong?
You have never told them what kind of new Shang Dynasty you want to build. You are only telling them that there is no place for them in the new Shang Dynasty.
Why don't you try to make them change? Become your help?
For example, if you want to rope in and nurture the small nobles, let them take the initiative to give up some power, such as giving up the bad habits of burying slaves and hunting slaves, and then let them squeeze out the big nobles, is there a need for Di Xin to use torture to intimidate them?
Pedantic!
Stupid! "
"I …"
Wen Zhong trembled a few times. His eyes turned red. He lowered his head and sighed. His legs slowly bent, and he knelt down.
"Please teach me, Emissary. Please teach me!"
Li Changshou sneered and said, "Do you know why I came to scold you today?
Because you're about to die.
Today's battle is the time for you to die. The God-Conferment Platform has long been hanging above your head. "
"Emissary …"
Wen Zhong's voice trembled. He subconsciously clenched his fists and said firmly, "If you can save the King, I'm willing to die today! I'm willing! I have no complaints! "
"My appearance today has caused some changes in the situation in the world."
Li Changshou leaned against the armchair and said earnestly, "I don't like Di Xin.
"I don't like Di Xin. He's brave, but he's indecisive. He's not a qualified human emperor.
However, now, the world needs him to try and see if he can resist the Heavenly Fate.
It won't take too long. Ten years will be enough. "
As he spoke, Li Changshou threw a jade token in front of Wen Zhong.
"There are a few words in there. Comprehend it yourself. It's up to you how much you comprehend.
After you die, I will stop the God-Conferment Platform for a while and give you a chance to enter the dream of Di Xin.
Use your death to wake Di Xin up. Let's give it another try.
I will not place any hope on Di Xin, nor will I have any pity for the Shang Dynasty. Pretend that I never came today. "
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Changshou's figure quietly dissipated from his seat.
When Wen Zhong looked up, Li Changshou was nowhere to be seen. He hurriedly lowered his head and picked up the jade token to take a look. The words on it were rapidly fading. He hurriedly memorized those words.
When the words disappeared, the jade token turned into a jade pendant. The Dao runes around the tent disappeared with the wind.
Everything was like a dream.
It was as if he was fantasizing.
Wen Zhong thought of something and immediately stood up. He crushed the jade pendant in his hand and put the fragments into the storage Dharma treasure in his sleeve.
After pondering for a while, Wen Zhong digested the words inside and took a deep breath.
The sunlight outside the tent was just right, and there was a little dust.
Wen Zhong walked out of the tent step by step. Layers of shadows seemed to appear around him, revealing all kinds of images.
From now on, I will call you Teacher. Please guide me in the future. I will follow Teacher's teachings and be a promising king.
"Teacher, see if I can carry this cauldron!"
"Teacher, I hate it! I hate it! The ministers colluded with the vassals and the nobles! Could it be that the ancestor's foundation is going to be destroyed in my hands!?! "
"What should I do? I won't be able to obtain their fear by saying that I'm alone. Who will really respect me if I call them King?"
"Teacher, how many lives does the Shang Dynasty have?"
"Teacher …"
"Teacher …"
"Master, what's wrong?"
Wen Zhong was snapped out of his daze. He looked at his disciple who had imparted the Dharma spell and smiled benevolently.
"How's the army preparing?"
"The three armies are ready. They have already been arranged according to the military formation. In two hours, they will be able to fight the Zhou Army."
Wen Zhong nodded slowly and took the golden whip from the soldier beside him. He jumped onto the back of the Black Qilin.
"Make the drums louder. I can't hear them!"
"Okay!"
…
In the clouds, Li Changshou's paper effigy sat quietly. He pointed out a short table made of clouds and mist. He took out a pot of special wine from the Jade Pool and drank it in the sky.
The world was filled with killing intent. The black mass of people seemed to have thickened the ground by seven to eight feet.
It was unknown who let out the first shout. The sound of bowstrings, the sound of wheels, the roars of mutated beasts, and the hooves of horses could be heard. Millions of mortals roared in unison, and waves of blood energy soared into the sky.
The battle had already begun.
The immortals were mixed in the mortal aura. Their flying swords were lethal, and their Dharma treasures were dazzling.
The generals had the courage of a thousand horses that could not be stopped. Groups of strong men swung their heavy hammers and wiped out the enemy in front of them.
The Shang Nation, the Zhou Nation, Jie School, and Chan School all used their abilities and were locked in battle.
Both sides had Qi Refinement cultivators like Wen Zhong who could not extricate themselves from the mortal world. At that moment, they ignored the negative karma and activated their Dharma spells to kill their enemies.
They were all little immortals who had lost themselves in the "Immortal Master" and "Senior".
For people like Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi, they were chasing after the immortals of Jie School and would not touch mortals.
Wen Zhong rode on the Black Qilin and had a vertical eye on his forehead. He defeated more than ten immortals of Chan School with a golden whip and was about to tear a hole in the Zhou Army's battle formation.
Suddenly, he heard a thunderclap. Lei Zhenzi charged over from the left. His entire body was wrapped in lightning, and he steadily stopped Wen Zhong with a Vajra Rod.
Wen Zhong actually ignited his essence soul and killed without caring about anything else.
The morale of the Shang army was greatly boosted. The entire army pressed forward head-on. They did not care how strange the Zhou Army's battle formation was or how sharp the traps in front of the formation were.
After fighting for half a day, blood flowed like a river.
At dusk, Xi Qi City was broken.
The Shang army's eyes were bloodshot. The remnants of the Zhou Army were rather tenacious. They fought and retreated, surrounding the elites of the Shang army near the east gate of Xi Qi City.
The remnants of the Shang army suddenly received Wen Zhong's orders. With some confusion, they retreated and retreated to the nearest pass.
When they retreated, the two armies, one from the south and one from the north, arrived outside Xi Qi City. It was the allied forces of the two vassals who 'just happened' to arrive.
In the city of Xi Qi, Wen Zhong led the remnants of his troops to fight to the death. His disciples had died in battle, and his beloved general had perished.
The black Qilin was shattered by Yang Jian's punch.
The golden whip was knocked away by Nezha's Fire-tipped Spear.
The divine light shot out from the vertical eye on Wen Zhong's forehead could not hurt Lei Zhenzi's Wind and Thunder Wings.
The dozen or so Qi Refinement cultivators of Jie School who had suddenly rushed over to help were firmly stopped by the immortals of Chan School. Moreover, there were more than ten piles of ashes.
"Wen Zhong!"
Jiang Shang sat on the back of the strange beast, the Four Odd Beasts. He was dressed in a plain mourning dress and was surrounded by several layers of Taoist warriors. He held a wooden whip and shouted at Wen Zhong,
"You are originally an immortal from outside the mortal world. Why are you still helping Di Xin!?!
Now that he had fallen into a hopeless situation, why not remove his armor and surrender? On account of your loyalty, I will spare your life! "
"Hmph!"
Wen Zhong snorted coldly, and the remaining hundreds of armored soldiers behind him also glared at Jiang Shang.
"They are nothing but rebels and traitors! How dare they speak arrogantly!?! Where is Huang Feihu? Get out here! "
Jiang Shang shouted, "You don't know the heavens and are stubborn. That Di Xin is violent, immoral, untrustworthy, and heartless! King Wucheng could not tolerate it. What's wrong with coming to the Zhou Nation to seek refuge with a wise ruler?
Don't you know that Di Xin tried to bully King Wucheng's wife when he was drunk? He even forced his wife to jump off a tall building! "
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
Wen Zhong's eyes were filled with sorrow. He raised his head and cursed,
"You and I, the Qi Refinement cultivators, know very well what happened!
There are only a few concubines in Di Xin's harem. If he is really a lustful person, why did he do that!?!
Huang Feihu!
You really live up to His Majesty's high regard for you. You live up to the word 'Wu Cheng' on your shoulders! "
"Different Daos do not work together."
Jiang Shang raised the wooden whip in his hand and was about to land on Wen Zhong.
"Wait!"
With a low shout, the sound of armor rubbing could be heard. Huang Feihu rode the Five-colored Divine Ox over and flipped down from its back. He lifted the hem of his robe and slowly landed on one knee.
"Feihu has let down the Grand Tutor, but he has not let down the King!"
Wen Zhong was so angry that he cursed, "You traitor!"
Huang Feihu cupped his hands and slowly closed his eyes with pain in his eyes. "Feihu, send the Grand Tutor off."
Wen Zhong smiled bitterly. The anger in his eyes dissipated greatly. He looked around and swept his gaze across the Divine Generals of the Zhou Army and the immortals of Chan School who were hiding in the Zhou Army.
Great Tribulation, Heavenly Fate.
"When will the Heavenly Fate become a human fate?"
Wen Zhong muttered, his eyes filled with calmness.
He suddenly looked angry. He stood up and slapped Huang Feihu!
Suddenly, a flame surged from the side, and a red stone pillar appeared behind Wen Zhong. Chains appeared on the pillar and forcefully pulled Wen Zhong's body back to his side.
The fire dragon stuck out its tongue and flames rose vertically, causing many mortals to retreat.
Wen Zhong's figure was immediately engulfed by the flames. Before he could make a sound, he turned into ashes.
A wisp of remnant soul seeped out of the flames and escaped into the void.
On the cloud, Li Changshou raised his hand and pointed. Wen Zhong's remnant soul suddenly disappeared, and the divine power of the God-Conferment Platform froze for a moment.
At the same time, in the Shang King's Palace in Chaoge City.
In the layers of pink curtains, Di Xin, who was sleeping soundly with the beauty in his arms, suddenly broke out in cold sweat. His eyes trembled slightly.
"King, King …"
"Grand Tutor! Grand Tutor, why is your armor withered? "
"Your Majesty, this is a dream.
I, ah, died in Xi Qi City today. However, you don't have to be too sad. I can still go to the God-Conferment Platform. I did not really die. I only returned to the Immortal World.
To make a long story short, I only have a moment to report to you in my dream!
I have betrayed the sect and Master, but I do not want to betray you, Your Majesty. Please listen carefully and do not miss out a single word.
The first plan is to blame myself and announce to the Shang Nation to reflect on my mistakes.
My death is an opportunity. Your Majesty, you can push all the blame on me. You can say that I have used evil techniques to bewitch others previously. Now that the torture can no longer suppress the feudal vassals and nobles, it has become an excuse for them to say that the King is immoral.
The second plan is to gather the merchants and unite them. What we have done previously is far from enough … "
In the dream, Wen Zhong spoke word by word at a rapid speed, but it was clear.
The next morning.
Di Xin woke up and shouted "Grand Tutor" three times. He cried non-stop on the bed until he vomited blood and fainted.
On the God-Conferment Platform, Wen Zhong stood quietly and looked at the familiar figures around him who were smiling at him. He could not help but sigh and lower his head to bow.
"I, Wen Zhong, am a sinner of Jie School. I hereby beg for forgiveness."
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