"What a trick! What a plan! As soon as this sword armor is released and cooperated with the publicity, it will be a perfect proof of the king's destiny!"
Fang Yuan watched this scene silently, but had no idea of taking action.
The mastermind behind the gift of colorful stones must be watching from behind. Will he jump out at this moment and become a target
"But this Five Elements Purple Phoenix..."
He stared at the big demon, a ray of golden light flashed in his eyes: "Not only was he born as a divine beast, he was gifted with extraordinary talents, but he also possessed the five elements? This kind of strength is probably only inferior to that of the true saint, or it can be called Yasheng, is he Kong Xuan?"
Of course, although Peacock is the son of Phoenix, the two are very different, and Fang Yuan will not be mistaken.
"The Five Elements Phoenix is really a rare species. I don't know if it is a powerful one, or if it comes out on its own to support the Marquis of Western Zhou..."
Fang Yuan stared at the Five Elements Purple Phoenix and suddenly frowned.
For some reason, this phoenix gave him a very subtle feeling.
It's like an enemy being chased by him!
"Gu Chen?! It has a bit of flavor, but it's also paradoxical..."
This person abandoned his true body, experienced reincarnation, and was reincarnated again. It is normal for his soul to change. What's more, he was once a saint, so why did he lack the secret method to cover it up
In fact, Fang Yuan didn't recognize him at first glance.
Even at this time, no proof was found on this Five Elements Purple Phoenix, just a little bit of innate spiritual awareness.
"Is it really Gu Chen who was reincarnated as a phoenix?"
Fang Yuan hesitated.
Originally, according to the theory that it is better to kill the wrong person than let it go, at this time, regardless of whether the phoenix is a phoenix, it should be dragged out and killed, and the soul should be extracted and refined.
But now there is some trouble.
After all, Five Elements Purple Phoenix has the strength of a sub-sage. Fang Yuan has not completed the true form of the Wu Clan at this time and cannot defeat the opponent in a short period of time.
And once it drags on for a long time, Nuwa will definitely come to the rescue!
Fang Yuan didn't want to fail in killing the person and get himself involved instead.
"Take another look!"
The golden light in his eyes flashed, locking on the Five Elements Purple Phoenix.
At this time, the Marquis of Western Zhou also seemed to have made a decision, and directly announced loudly: "From now on, our country of Western Zhou will use the phoenix as the national bird! Change the name to Xiangfeng to commemorate this event!"
"promise!"
Suddenly, all the soldiers and civilians cheered loudly.
In Fang Yuan's eyes, traces of clan aura gathered together, spread from the earth, and suddenly became strong.
However, the mist-like luck that originally existed on the Marquis of Western Zhou Dynasty was completely stabilized at this time, rising straight to the sky, like a pillar of heaven.
Among them, a purple-black phoenix condensed, and its appearance was vaguely similar to the five-element purple phoenix that appeared.
"Chirp!"
The five-element purple phoenix made a clear cry and flew into the sky pillar, becoming one with the destiny phoenix.
"Is this... revered as the sacred beast that protects the country?"
Fang Yuan's eyes twitched.
This move of the five-element purple phoenix completely connected it with the national destiny of the Western Zhou Dynasty, and pressed the whole thing.
If the Western Zhou Dynasty is destroyed in the future, it will naturally die without a burial place, but if the Western Zhou Dynasty successfully overthrows the Shang Dynasty, the gains will definitely not be small.
Because it was a bet of life and death, she was the first to pay at this time, so even Nuwa did not stop her.
"This method... looks very familiar..."
Fang Yuan sighed.
Just now, at the moment when the Five Elements Purple Phoenix and Luck were in harmony, a trace of true spirit finally leaked out, and he caught him.
If he had just doubted it before, now he was almost 100% certain that this five-element purple phoenix was the saint Gu Chen!
"Chirp!"
The purple phoenix sings a long song, the five-color brilliance spreads, and the power is majestic.
Fang Yuan turned around and left without any hesitation or hesitation.
After uniting with the Western Zhou clan energy, Zifeng suddenly made another breakthrough, and was already comparable to the true saint of martial arts!
What's more, the Western Zhou Dynasty is immortal, and the purple phoenix is immortal. Even if it is destroyed, it can be resurrected quickly!
"It's a pity...it's too late after all!"
Fang Yuan sighed silently in his heart and could only retreat quickly.
…
"Lord?!"
Heizhong and Gai Nie had just rested when they saw a flash of fire and Fang Yuan's figure appeared. They couldn't help but welcome him with great joy: "Are we going to the capital of Western Zhou Dynasty now?"
"No, let's leave!"
Fang Yuan's face turned gloomy and he waved his hands dullly.
Coming to the Western Zhou Dynasty has been confirmed, but there is nothing more to see.
"The five-element purple phoenix, the totem sacred beast of the Western Zhou Dynasty at this time, is the former ancient saint! He has restored the cultivation of a true spirit warrior, and with the help of his clan spirit, it is difficult for me to deal with..."
"It's true that this person is very ambitious. He also wants to use this opportunity to restore his status as a saint and achieve enlightenment through the Five Elements. He even covets the power of Nuwa. There may be an opportunity in this!"
Fang Yuan sat cross-legged, thinking silently, feeling more and more that the situation was a little unfavorable: "I originally wanted to follow nature and accept people, but..."
"For the current plan, the only way to kill Gu Chen is to quickly return to Great Shang, support the Shang Dynasty in enmity with the Zhou Dynasty, and break the clan spirit of the Western Zhou Dynasty!"
"It's a pity that I didn't have much scruples at the beginning. My relationship with Dashang was really average... It seems like I've been plotted by the world..."
He sighed, somewhat understanding.
Although Gu Chen's world has accepted him, he is treated equally with Gu Chen.
If he came during the heyday of the Shang Dynasty, he would be invincible and unfavorable.
But at this time, the Shang Dynasty clan was unstable and on the verge of collapse. As the founder of the Shang Dynasty, he had too much power, so he would inevitably be targeted.
The previous troubles in the Shang Dynasty were just small manifestations. If we insist on going our own way, I am afraid that all kinds of disasters will follow.
"Of course, if I swear to heaven at this time to cut off all ties with the Shang Dynasty and not to help, I may be able to win back the situation. But when the Western Zhou Dynasty destroys the Shang Dynasty and Gu Chen's magical powers are fully realized, I will still be unable to do anything to him..."
Fang Yuan sighed deeply: "You know that it is a broken ship, but you still have to stay on it and try your best to save it. I wonder how the legendary Tongtian Cult Master once felt?"
Heizhong and Gai Nie held their breath and stood aside, looking at Fang Yuan with a gloomy expression, not even daring to breathe.
Even the Silver Fox sisters huddled aside obediently, not daring to move.
"That's all, since God has destined it, I have to fight for it..."
Fang Yuan firmly thought and suddenly smiled: "It's nothing but earth-shaking..."
In fact, Dashang is still the most powerful country in the world, with a military force of ten thousand chariots and the strongest strength in the world. If he is in the position of King of Shang, it is guaranteed that the Western Zhou Dynasty will never be able to stand up. Even if it defeats Quanrong and Xiyi, it will be generally!
"First of all, we must make sure...the providence of this world does not have the means to directly overturn the table!"
Fang Yuan calculated the strength comparison between the two sides and suddenly felt more confident.
If you don't lift the table directly, you will have to wait until the Shang and Zhou dynasties compete for hegemony. If the Shang dynasty wins, God will not directly send down a divine punishment and kill the Shang king by lightning, or there may be an earthquake, flood, and drown the Shang army.
If this was really the case, Fang Yuan would just turn around and leave without saying a word.
Anyway, Gu Chen has been forced out of the Daqian world. Even if there is no harvest in this world, it doesn't matter.
Once it is determined that God's will only gives blessings to the destiny, and if artificial evolution is needed in the future, there will be many available methods.
"To directly change the general trend, or to assassinate the Western Zhou Marquis and others, is to seek death... The only thing that can be done is to start from small things, build up the general trend, and finally break the destiny of the Western Zhou Dynasty in one fell swoop!"
After making these calculations, Fang Yuan no longer had any interest in visiting the Western Zhou Dynasty, and immediately took Heizhong, Gai Nie, and two foxes to return the same way.
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Business town.
The prince took back the iron sword in his hand and suddenly saw his palace servant running in in a hurry. He couldn't help but frown: "What happened? Why are you in such a hurry?"
"Something bad happened!"
The palace man knelt on the ground and said in a trembling voice: "Dongyi has raised its troops to invade!"
"Are they from Dongyi again?"
For Wang Zipan, although Dongyi was a troublesome opponent, its structure was loose, especially its barbaric nature. Seasonal plundering was commonplace, so it was just a matter of fighting back, and maybe one or two more would be conquered later.
It's just that this time, it's a bit incredible to be like this after just establishing his power.
"How many have they come?"
Seeing the trembling palace man, the prince took a moment to grasp the key points.
"Eight...eighty thousand!"
The answer came out in a trembling voice, but Wang Zipan's eyes widened: "Impossible!"
"What the slave said is true. The tribes of Dongyi have formed an alliance by blood, and jointly elected the largest Nine Evil Tribe as the leader of the alliance. They raised 80,000 troops to invade our borders..."
The palace man almost cried and said this, causing the prince to drop the long sword in his hand to the ground.
"... This is a war that will overwhelm the country. Your Majesty has decided to mobilize all the countrymen and lead the expedition in person!"
The palace servants' reports continued, but Wang Zipan's heart was in a mess.
"When did the Dongyi tribes become so cohesive? How did they coordinate in such a short period of time?"
Thoughts one after another kept appearing in his consciousness, making him feel dizzy.
"wrong!"
Suddenly, the prince's whole body was filled with excitement: "The most urgent task is to dissuade my father from going on a personal expedition!"
He could see clearly that the King of Shang at this time was responsible for the whole world. If he were to go on a personal expedition, he would simply tell outsiders that the king's territory was empty and attract covetousness in vain.
What's more, there was a faint voice in his heart, instigating him to fight for this opportunity.
After all, he is only a prince, not a prince, but if he gets this opportunity to lead the army and defeat Dongyi, he will still have merit for this great victory, and his succession to the throne in the future will be a sure thing.
"If I were a king, the great merchants would be more than this!"
Something like a flame instantly burned in Wang Zipan's heart.
Even if they know that they are about to withdraw from the stage of history and cannot change, no one will just surrender.
With the five hundred years of Shang Dynasty, it is naturally even more so.
At this time, if Fang Yuan were here, he would be able to see traces of black energy gathering on Wang Zipan's body, turning into the shape of a broken black bird, still struggling tenaciously in the face of the suppression of a five-color brilliance in the void.