He is called Grand Master, and he is called Lord Xingjun. The two titles are more obvious than the other.
Li Changshou stood behind Wen Zhong with his hands behind his hands, still sighing in his heart that Wen Zhong dared to insist that he was himself without even feeling his own breath.
If Tiandao could casually create a skin like that of ‘Huanglong’, wouldn’t Wen Zhong be fooled immediately?
This junior has no vigilance at all.
Li Changshou nodded, sat down on a seat nearby, and said calmly:
"You should have this moment to come and talk."
< p>"Lord Xingjun," Wen Zhong bowed his hand, "I wonder what teachings you have. Now that the three armies are setting off, they are in need of a commander.Wen Zhong is coming to conquer personally, so he cannot keep the officers and soldiers of the three armies waiting for a long time."
"Are you going to die in vain?"
Li Changshou asked warmly.
Wen Zhong was startled for a moment, then lowered his head and made a bow, "Wen Zhong is responsible for the king's destiny, and now he only has one chance."
"One chance."
Li Changshou smiled and said, "Don't you even have a cup of tea?"
"Xingjun..."
After hearing Zhong's words, he paused and then gently He breathed a sigh of relief and whispered: "Wait a moment, I will ask my disciple to deliver it right now."
After hearing Zhong's words, he walked to the tent door, whispered a few words to the outside, and then called Mo Qilin landed in front of the tent and then turned back to the big tent.
Li Changshou looked at the situation in the camp with a smile. Wen Zhong couldn't figure out what Li Changshou was doing here at this time, so he could only stand and wait.
The drums outside the camp were beating like thunder, and armies from all walks of life were slowly approaching the outskirts of Xiqi City.
Shang Jun had an absolute advantage in military strength, and the only thing the Zhou army could rely on at this time was the geographical advantage.
In the camp, Li Changshou seemed to have deliberately found a topic, and said in a warm voice:
"You want to attack Xiqi City. What are your specific thoughts?"
Wen Zhong thought for a moment and said respectfully: "Zhou Ben was a vassal of Shang. However, he disobeyed the king's orders and was ambitious. He secretly expanded his armaments and conquered Fang's country. His treasonous intentions are known to everyone.
The King Ben Xinci spared Ji Chang's life, but now..."
A hint of helplessness flashed across Li Changshou's brows, and he said coldly: "Do you think that even if all the merchants here are exhausted, Xiqi City will still be conquered? , At the very least, it will consume the Zhou army and damage its national strength, right?" Wen Zhong was silent and lowered his head with a sigh.
"Lord Xingjun, I am stupid and have no other choice."
Li Changshou said:
"Most of the armies you mobilize are from the private sector. They came from various checkpoints in the northwest, and half of them were princes. They used this to consume Zhou's national strength, but there would not be much damage to Chaoge City.
You seem to think that as long as Zhou is defeated. The fate of the country, even if the Chan Jiao Immortal is secretly supporting it, will not be able to threaten Chaoge City in a short period of time.
And your great king disciple can complete the internal rectification of the Shang Kingdom, right?"
Wen Zhong lowered his headSigh: "Xingjun's wisdom is enough to help the Heavenly Court from its humble beginnings, mediate among the great saints, and finally achieve an unparalleled reputation. However, Wenzhong is only a disciple of Jiejiao and a mortal grand master, and is far from being comparable to Xingjun."
“This is just an excuse.
Any time you admit that you are powerless and say that you are nothing more than this, it is actually a kind of self-comfort and a common means of escape.”
< p>Li Changshou sighed: "Wen Zhong, you have missed too many opportunities.I have not seen the phenomenon of heaven interfering with your thinking in you. Why has it reached this point?< /p>
Do you know that many creatures in the three realms are scolding you at this time? They say that you have killed many Jie Jiao immortals and dragged Jie Jiao into the secular world of Nanzhou."
" There is no such thing as having both ends," Wen Zhong said in a low voice, "Wen Zhong has failed both Jie Jiao and Master."
"You have only failed yourself."
p>Li Changshou’s voice slowed down a bit: “What you did was actually a path chosen by Jie Jiao, they were just using each other.
But still remember, I was still in court Those words that Songcheng said to you when he was a great historian"
"Wen Zhong has never forgotten what Xingjun said."
"Then why don't you. Enlightenment?"
Li Changshou frowned and said: "I am a disciple of Tianting Xingjun, and the person in charge of the Conferred Gods. From the perspective of heaven, earth, Taoism, and great catastrophes, I must stand neutral.
Only in Chaoge City, I reminded you several times!
Of course, this is a slight deviation within the scope of heaven." p>
Wen Zhong was puzzled: "You... pointed out what?"
"What is the question I ask you most, think about it carefully."
"This..."
Wen Zhong pondered for a few times, thought for a moment and secretly calculated, and then said: "It seems to be, what does your ideal big businessman look like?"
"Yes, what does your ideal big business look like?"
Li Changshou sighed softly: "I was reminding you at that time, at least imagine a complete prospect, and then With this prospect, go and convince those who share the same goals.
You and Di Xin are better off. External conquests and use of force, internal torture, all rely on intimidation.
Di Xin is. There are a lot of ambitions, but there are so many people with ambitions in the world. Is that useful? As of now, it’s just a matter of ambition and ambition.
You shouldn’t appreciate a young man who shouts out his ambitions. You should pay attention to those who are struggling towards their ambitions without saying a word.
As Di Xin’s teacher, you have failed to fulfill your responsibility as a teacher.
As an important minister of the Human Emperor, you failed to provide any strategies for governing the country.
As a disciple of Jie Jiao, you dragged Jie Jiao Immortal into great calamity.
Wen Zhong, what do you think? With your position as Young Master and Grand Master, have you ever thought about where you want to lead the Great Shang?
What kind of great businessman do you want to create?
Reform is not reform for the sake of reform, nor is it an emergency remedy to save an ailing old man.
Do you know why so many dignitaries in Chaoge City are afraid of Emperor Xin and you Wen Zhong?
You have never told them what kind of new Dashi you want to build. You are just telling them that there is no place for them in the new Dashi.
Why not try to get them to change too? Be your helper?
To give you the simplest example, you win over and train the small powerful people, let them voluntarily give up some power, such as giving up slave burials, hunting slaves and other bad habits, and then let them squeeze out the big powerful people. Did Emperor Xin use torture to intimidate him?
Pedantic!
Stupid! "
"I..."
Wen Zhong trembled slightly, his old eyes turned red, he lowered his head and sighed, his legs slowly bent, and he knelt down with his head bowed.
“Please ask the great historian to teach me, please also ask the great historian to teach me! "
Li Changshou sneered and said: "Do you know why I came to scold you today?
Because you are dying.
Today’s battle is the moment of your death, and the Conferring God Platform has already been hanging above your head. "
"Da Shi..."
Wen Zhong's voice trembled, his fists clenched subconsciously, and he said firmly: "If Da Shi can save the king, Wen Zhong is willing to do so today. Go to death! Willingly! No complaints! "
"I showed up today, and even now the situation between heaven and earth has changed slightly. "
Li Changshou leaned on the Grand Master's chair and said earnestly:
"I don't like Emperor Xin. He is brave but indecisive. He is not a qualified human emperor. .
But now, this world needs him to try whether he can resist the destiny.
It doesn’t take long, ten years is enough. "
While speaking, Li Changshou threw a jade talisman in front of Wen Zhong.
"There are a few sentences in it. You must understand it yourself. No matter how much you understand.
After you die, I will block the Conferred God Platform for a while and give you a chance to enter the Dream Emperor Xin.
Use your death to wake up Di Xin and give it one last try.
I will not put any hope in Di Xin, nor will I have any mercy on Dashang. Today, I will pretend that I have never been here. "
After the words fell, Li Changshou's figure quietly disappeared from his seat.
When Wen Zhong looked up, there was no figure of Li Changshou anywhere. He quickly lowered his head to pick up the jade talisman and read it. After blinking, the handwriting inside was fading rapidly, and I quickly wrote down those words.
When the handwriting disappeared, the jade talisman turned into a jade pendant, and the Taoist rhyme around the tent also followed the wind. And passed away.
Everything was like a dream.
Wen Zhong thought of something and immediately stood up and crushed the jade pendant in his hand. , a magic weapon for storing debris in your sleeves./p>
Wen Zhong groaned for a few times, digesting all the words in it, and then breathed out gently.
The sunshine outside the tent is just right, with a little dust showing through.
Wen Zhong stepped outside the tent step by step, and there seemed to be a layer of shadows around him, revealing various scenes.
‘From now on, I will be called a doctor and a teacher. From now on, I will ask the teacher for more advice. My disciples are bound to follow the teacher’s teachings and become a promising king. ’
‘Teacher, let’s see if I can carry this cauldron! ’
‘Teacher, this disciple is so hateful! So hateful! The ministers colluded with the princes, and the dignitaries secretly communicated with each other! Could it be that the inheritance of the ancestors is about to be destroyed in the hands of the disciples! ’
‘What should I do? I won’t be frightened by being a loner. Who will really respect me if I call you a king? ’
‘Teacher, how many lives does Dashang have left? '
'Teacher...'
'Teacher...'
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Zhongcong When he was woken up from his trance, he looked at his disciple who was passing on the spell and showed a kind smile.
"How are the preparations for the army?"
"The three armies are ready and in formation. They will be able to engage the Zhou army in close combat in an hour."
Wen Zhong He nodded slowly, took the golden whip from the sergeant beside him, turned over and jumped on Mo Qilin's back.
"Make the drum sound louder, so you can't hear it!"
"Yes!"
......
In the clouds, Li Changshou The paper Taoist sat quietly, pointed out a low table made of clouds, took out a pot of Yaochi's special brew, and drank by himself high in the air.
There was a sense of solemnity between heaven and earth, and the black crowd seemed to have thickened the earth by seven or eight feet.
I don’t know who made the first cry. There was the sound of bowstrings, the roar of wheels, the neighing of strange beasts, and the sound of horse hooves. Millions of mortals roared in unison, one after another. Blood energy soared into the sky.
The war has begun.
Immortals are mixed with the secular atmosphere, flying swords kill lives, and magic weapons are dazzling;
A warrior has the unstoppable courage of thousands of horses, and groups of strong men wield their swords. Lifting the hammer, he demolished the enemy in front of him like a beast.
The Shang and Zhou dynasties intercepted and explained the teachings. Both sides used their own skills to kill each other, and they were inextricably killed.
On both sides, there are Qi masters like Wen Zhong, who are trapped in the world and unable to extricate themselves. At this moment, regardless of their karmic obstacles, they use magic to kill the enemy.
Without him, they are all little immortals who have lost themselves in the sounds of ‘immortal master’ and ‘senior’.
But people like Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi are all chasing Jie Jiaoxian to compete, and they will not touch mortals.
Let’s look at Wen Zhong, riding a Mo Qilin, with eyes open on his forehead, and a golden whip, defeating dozens of Chan Jiao Immortals in a row, and he is about to tear a gap in the Zhou army’s battle formation.
Suddenly hearing the sound of thunder, Lei Zhenzi came from the left and was wrapped in lightning. He stopped Wen Zhong firmly with a diamond stick.
Wen Zhong actually ignited his soul, regardless of whetherGu Yitong killed indiscriminately;
The morale of the Shang army was greatly shaken, and the whole army pressed forward, no matter how strange the Zhou army's formation was, or how sharp the traps in front of the formation were.
After half a day of fighting, blood flowed like a river.
At dusk, Xiqi City was destroyed.
The Shang army was furious, but the remnants of the Zhou army were quite tenacious, fighting and retreating, and surrounded the elite Shang army near the east gate of Xiqi City.
The remaining remnants of the Shang army suddenly received orders from Wen Zhong. With some confusion, they retreated their own troops and retreated directly to the nearest Xiongguan.
When they retreated, two armies, one from the south and one from the north, rushed to the outside of Xiqi City, but two coalition forces of the princes arrived 'just in time'.
In Xiqi City, Wen Zhong led the remaining troops to fight to the death. His disciples had died in the battle, and his beloved general had died.
Mo Qilin was shattered by Yang Jian's punch.
The golden whip was blown away by Nezha's fire-tip spear.
The divine light emitted from Wen Zhong’s forehead eyes could not hurt Lei Zhenzi’s two wind and thunder wings.
The dozen or so Jiejiao Qi Practitioners who suddenly came to the rescue were firmly stopped by the Chanjiao Immortal, and there were more than ten piles of tribulation ashes.
"Wen Zhong!"
Jiang Shang was sitting on the back of the strange beast Si Xiang. He was dressed in silk and surrounded by several layers of warriors condensed by Taoism. He held a Holding a wooden whip, he shouted at Wen Zhong:
"You are an immortal from outside, why do you want to help Emperor Xin to abuse you!
Now that you are in a state of death, why not just do this Take off your armor and surrender! I will spare your life if you remember your loyalty!"
"Huh!"
Wen Zhong snorted, and the few hundred soldiers behind him also turned towards him. Jiang Shang glared angrily.
"You are just a treacherous minister! How dare you say such arrogant words! Where is Huang Feihu? Get out of here!"
Jiang Shang shouted: "If you don't know the destiny and are stubborn, then what's wrong with you?" Emperor Xin was tyrannical, dishonest, dishonest and heartbroken! King Wu Cheng couldn't bear it and came to Zhou to seek refuge with the Ming Lord. What's wrong with him?
Didn't you know that Emperor Xin was drunk and wanted to bully Wucheng? The king’s wife? He even forced his wife to jump off a tall building!”
“Hahaha, hahaha!”
Wen Zhong looked up and cursed with sadness in his eyes. :
"You and I, the Qi Refiners, know exactly what this is about!
Di Xin's harem only has a few concubines. If he is really a womanizer, why is he like this!
p>
Huang Feihu!
You are truly worthy of His Majesty’s regard for you, and worthy of the word “Wucheng” on your shoulders!”
“We have different ways of doing things. Conspiracy."
Jiang Shang raised the wooden whip in his hand and was about to bring it down on Wen Zhong.
"Wait a minute!"
With a low shout and a sound of clothes and armor rubbing together, Huang Feihu came riding a five-color sacred bull, turned over from the bull's back, and lifted up the hem of his clothes. , slowly landed on one knee.
"Feihu failed the grand master, but he did not fail the king!"
Wen Zhong was so angry that he yelled: "You rebellious minister!"
Huang Feihu He arched his hands, with a bit of pain in his eyesPainful, he slowly closed his eyes: "Feihu, send the Grand Master a ride."
Wen Zhong smiled miserably, the anger in his eyes fading a lot. He looked around, his eyes scanning all the people in the Zhou army. The general swept across a man named Chanjiao who was hiding in the Zhou army.
Great calamity and destiny.
"When will this fate become human life."
Wen Zhong murmured, his eyes a little more peaceful.
He suddenly showed an angry look on his face, stood up, and slapped Huang Feihu with his palm!
There was a sudden surge of fire on the side, and a red stone pillar appeared behind Wen Zhong. Chains appeared on it, and Wen Zhong's body was forcibly pulled back.
The fire dragon stuck out its tongue and the flames rose vertically, causing many mortals to retreat.
Wen Zhong's figure was immediately swallowed up by the flames, and before he could make any sound, he was instantly turned into ashes.
A ray of remnant soul overflowed from the firelight and escaped directly into the void.
On the cloud, Li Changshou raised his hand, Wen Zhong's remnant soul suddenly disappeared, and the divine power of the Conferred God Platform stagnated for a moment.
At the same time, in the Shang Palace of Chaoge City.
In several layers of pink curtains, Di Xin was sleeping with a beautiful woman in his arms. Drops of cold sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead, and his eyes trembled slightly.
‘Your Majesty, Your Majesty…’
‘Master! Grand Master, why are your clothes and armor withered? ’
‘Your Majesty, this is in a dream.
Old minister, alas, I died in Xiqi City today, but your Majesty, you don’t need to be too sad. I can still go to the God-conferring Platform. I didn’t really die, I just returned to the fairy world.
To make a long story short, I have only a moment of opportunity to tell you a good strategy for governing the country!
I have failed the sect and my master, but I don’t want to fail the king. Please listen carefully and don’t miss a word.
The first strategy is to accuse yourself and tell the Shang Kingdom to review your own mistakes.
The death of the old minister is an opportunity. The king can put all the blame on the old minister. He said that the old minister used evil methods to bewitch him before, but now the torture can no longer suppress the princes and dignitaries, but he has become their king of words. A handle for immorality.
The second strategy is to gather businessmen and unite businessmen to ourselves. What we have done before is far from enough...'
In the dream, Wen Zhong spoke quickly, word by word, but And quite clear.
Early morning on the second day.
Di Xin woke up and shouted "Grand Master" three times. He cried non-stop on the bed and even vomited blood and fell into coma.
In the Conferred God Platform, Wen Zhong stood quietly, looking blankly at the familiar figures around him who were smiling at him. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, lowered his head and made a bow.
"I hereby apologize for the crime of intercepting the teachings, Immortal Wen Zhong."