My Senior Brother is Too Steady

He is called Grand Master, and is called Lord Xingjun. The two titles are more obvious than the other.

Li Changshou stood behind Wen Zhong with his hands behind his back, still sighing in his heart that Wen Zhong dared to insist that he was himself without even feeling his own breath.

This requires Tiandao to casually create a skin, like the "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."

"Lord Xingjun," Wen Zhong bowed his hands and bowed his head, "I wonder if you have any teachings. Now that the three armies are setting off, they are in need of a commander.

When I heard that Zhong was coming to conquer personally, I couldn't keep the 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 has the destiny of the king, and now he only has one chance."

"Give it a try."

Li Changshou smiled and said, "Don't you even have a cup of tea?"

"Xingjun..."

Wen Zhong spoke for a moment, then 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 to land in front of the tent, then turned around and returned to the main 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, 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 warmly:

"You want to storm Xiqi City. What are your specific thoughts?"

Wen Zhong thought for a moment and said respectfully: "Zhou was originally a vassal of Shang, but he disobeyed the king's orders and was ambitious. He secretly expanded armaments and conquered Fang's country. Everyone knew that he was treasonous.

The king spared Ji Chang's life out of his kindness, but now..."

A hint of helplessness flashed across Li Changshou's brows, and he said coldly: "You are thinking that even if you use up all the merchants here, you still have to break through Xiqi City, which will at least consume the Zhou army and damage its national power.

Is it right? "

Wen Zhong was silent, lowered his head and sighed slightly.

"Lord Xingjun, I am stupid and have no other choice."

Li Changshou said:

"Most of the troops you mobilized came from various checkpoints in the northwest of the Shang region, and half of them were the troops of the princes. In this way, the national strength of the Zhou Kingdom was consumed, and there was not much damage to Chaoge City.

You seem to think that as long as the fate of the Zhou Kingdom is destroyed, even if the Chan Jiao Immortal secretly supports it, it will not be able to threaten Chaoge City in a short time.

And your great king's disciple can complete the internal rectification of the Shang Kingdom, right? "

Wen Zhong lowered his head and sighed: "Xing Jun's wisdom is enough to help the heavenly court start from a weak point, mediate among the great saints, and finally achieve an unparalleled reputation. However, Wen Zhong is only a disciple of Jiejiao, a mortal grand master, far from being able to compete with Xing. You are on par with me."

“This is just an excuse.

As long as 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. "

Li Changshou sighed: "Wen Zhong, you have missed too many opportunities.

In your case, I haven't seen the phenomenon of heaven interfering with your thinking. Why has it reached this point?

Do you know that there are many beings in the three realms scolding you at this time? It is said that you killed many Jie Jiao Immortals and dragged Jie Jiao into the secular world of Nanzhou. "

"There is no such thing as having both ends in the world," Wen Zhong said in a low voice, "Wen Zhong has failed Jie Jiao and failed his master and ancestors."

"You're just failing yourself."

Li Changshou's voice slowed down a bit: "What you did was actually a path chosen by Jie Jiao, they were just taking advantage of each other.

But I still remember the words I once said to you when I was still working as a historian in Chaoge City. "

"Wen Zhong has never forgotten what Mr. Xing said."

"Then why are you not enlightened?"

Li Changshou frowned and said: "I am the Star Lord of Heaven, a disciple of the Human Cult, and the person in charge of the Conferred Gods. From the perspective of heaven and earth, Taoism, and great catastrophes, I must stand in a neutral position.

Only in Chaoge City, I woke you up several times!

Of course, these are all slight deviations within the scope allowed by heaven. "

Wen Zhongman was puzzled: "What...have you given me advice?"

"What is the question I ask you the most? Think about it carefully."

"this……"

Wen Zhong pondered for a few times, thought for a moment, and made secret calculations before saying, "It seems like, what does your ideal big businessman look like?"

"Yes, what would your ideal big businessman look like?"

Li Changshou sighed softly: "At that time, I was reminding you to at least conceive a complete prospect, and then use this prospect to convince those like-minded people.

You and Emperor Xin are not on good terms. When it comes to external conquests, you use force, and when you use internal torture, you rely solely on intimidation.

Emperor Xin had great ambitions, but how many people in the world have such ambitions? Does that work? From what I can see now, it’s just a case of high ambition but low end!

You should not admire a young man who loudly shouts his ambitions. You should pay attention to those strivers who work towards their ambitions without saying a word.

As Di Xin's teacher, you have failed to fulfill your responsibilities as a teacher.

As an important minister of the human emperor, you have failed to provide strategies for governing the country.

As a disciple of Jie Jiao, you have dragged Jie Jiao Immortal into a great calamity.

Wen Zhong, what do you think of your position as young master and grand master? Have you ever thought in your heart, where do you want to lead Dashang?

What kind of big business 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 never told them what kind of new Dashi you wanted to build. You just told them that there is no place for them in the new Dashi.

Why not try and get them to change too? Be your helper?

To take the simplest example, if you win over and cultivate 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, it will take Emperor Xin to use torture to shock them. ?

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 lowered.

"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 Conferred God Platform has already been hanging above your head. "

"Great History..."

Wen Zhong's voice trembled, his fists clenched subconsciously, and he said firmly: "If the great historian can save the king, Wen Zhong is willing to die today! He is willing to do so! No complaints at all!"

"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 sincerely:

"I don't like Di 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 words in this. You should understand it yourself, and it will be as much as you understand.

After your death, I will block the Conferred God Platform for a moment 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, he saw Li Changshou's figure nowhere. He quickly lowered his head to pick up the jade talisman and looked at it. The handwriting inside was quickly fading, and he hurriedly wrote down those words.

When the writing disappeared, the jade talisman turned into a jade pendant, and the layer of Taoist charm around the tent also disappeared with the wind.

Everything is like a dream.

Another example is that you are daydreaming.

Wen Zhong thought of something and immediately stood up, crushing the jade pendant in his hand and putting the pieces into the storage magic weapon in his sleeve.

After groaning for a few times, Wen Zhong digested all the words in it, and then breathed out softly.

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 multiple 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 advice. My disciples are bound to follow the teacher’s teachings and become a promising king. ’

‘Teacher, 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 afraid of them if I call myself a solitary person. 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 Zhong was woken up from his trance, looked at his disciple who was passing on the spell, and showed a kind smile.

"How are the army prepared?"

"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 nodded slowly, took the golden whip from the sergeant beside him, turned over and jumped on Mo Qilin's back.

"Make the drums louder so you can't hear them!"

"yes!"

…

In the clouds, Li Changshou's 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 sky.

There was a sense of solemnity in the world, 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 sound of wheels rolling, the neighing of strange beasts, and the sound of horse hooves. Millions of mortals roared in unison, and streams of blood rose into the sky.

The war has begun.

Immortals are mixed with the mundane atmosphere, their flying swords kill lives, and their magic weapons are dazzling;

Each warrior has the unstoppable courage of thousands of horses, and groups of strong men swing their heavy hammers to destroy the enemy in front of them like a majestic force.

The Shang and Zhou dynasties intercepted and explained the teachings. Both sides used their own abilities 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 karma, 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’.

And people like Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi are all chasing Jie Jiaoxian to compete, and will not touch mortals.

Let's look at Wen Zhong, riding a black unicorn, with eyes open on his forehead, and a golden whip, defeating more than a dozen Chanjiao Immortals in a row, and he is about to open 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 and killed indiscriminately;

The morale of the Shang army was greatly shaken, and the whole army was pressing forward. It didn't matter how strange the Zhou army's 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, 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 Wen Zhong's order. With some confusion, they retreated their own troops and retreated directly to the nearest Xiongguan.

But when they retreated, two large armies, one from the south and one from the north, rushed outside Xiqi City, but it was the two coalition forces of the princes that "just happened" to arrive.

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 knocked away by Nezha's fire-tip spear.

The divine light emitted from Wen Zhong's raised eyes could not hurt Lei Zhenzi's two wind and thunder wings.

The dozen or so Jie Jiao Qi cultivators who suddenly rushed to the rescue were stopped by the Chan Jiao Immortal, and more than a dozen piles of calamity ashes were left behind.

"Wen Zhong!"

Jiang Shang was sitting on the back of the strange beast. He was dressed in silk and surrounded by several layers of warriors condensed by Taoism. He held a wooden whip and shouted to Wen Zhong:

"You are an immortal from outside the country, why do you want to help Emperor Xin do evil!

Now that we are in a state of death, why not just take off our armor and surrender! Remembering your loyalty, I will spare your life! "

"snort!"

Wen Zhong snorted coldly, and the few hundred soldiers left behind him also glared at Jiang Shang.

"You're just a traitor! How dare you say such arrogant words! Where is Huang Feihu? Get out of here!"

Jiang Shang shouted: "Ignorant of heaven and stubborn, that Emperor Xin is tyrannical, dishonest, dishonest, and heartbroken! King Wu Cheng couldn't bear it, so he came to Zhou to seek refuge with the Ming Lord. What's wrong with that?"

Don't you know that Emperor Xin was drunk and wanted to bully King Wu Cheng's wife? He even forced his wife to jump off a tall building! "

"Hahaha, hahaha!"

Wen Zhong's eyes were full of sadness, he raised his head and cursed:

"You and I, the Qi Refiners, know exactly what this is about!

Emperor Xin only had a few concubines in his harem. If he was really a womanizer, why would he be like this!

Huang Feihu!

You really deserve His Majesty's regard for you and the word "Martial Arts" on your shoulders! "

"Different road non-phase plan."

Jiang Shang raised his wooden whip high and was about to bring it down on Wen Zhong.

"Wait!"

With a low shout and a sound of clothes and armor rubbing against each other, Huang Feihu came riding a five-color sacred bull. He turned over from the back of the bull, lifted up the hem of his robe, and 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 arched his hands, with a bit of pain in his eyes, and slowly closed his eyes: "Feihu, send the Grand Master a ride."

Wen Zhong smiled miserably, and the anger in his eyes had subsided a lot. He looked around, his eyes sweeping over the divine generals in Zhou's army and a famous Taoist priest hiding in Zhou's army.

Great calamity, 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 one palm!

Suddenly there was fire surging from 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 immediately 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 a little, 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.

Within 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 immortal world.

To make a long story short, I have only a moment's chance to tell you a good strategy for governing the country!

The old minister has failed the sect and the master, but he is unwilling to fail the king. Please listen carefully and don't miss a word.

The first strategy is to blame oneself and declare it to the Shang Kingdom to review one's 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 it has become a basis for them to say that the king has lost his morality.

The second strategy is to gather businessmen and unite businessmen with ourselves. What we have done before is far from enough...'

In the dream, Wen Zhong spoke quickly but clearly.

Early the next morning.

Emperor Xin woke up and shouted "Grand Master" three times. He cried continuously 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 looking at him with smiles. He couldn't help but let out a long sigh, lowered his head and made a bow.

"Immortal Wen Zhong, who committed the crime of intercepting the teachings, hereby apologizes."