One name is Taishi, one is Master Xingjun, the two titles are regarded as one more than the other.
Li Changshou stood behind Wen Zhong with his hands behind his back, still feeling emotional in his heart, this Wen Zhong dared to insist that he was himself without even feeling his own breath.
This requires Tiandao to make a random skin, like "Huanglong", wouldn't Wen Zhong be fooled immediately
This junior is not vigilant at all.
Li Changshou nodded, went straight to the seat beside him, and said calmly:
"You should have this moment, come and talk."
"Master Xingjun," Wen Zhong bowed his head, "I don't know what teachings you have, but now that the three armies are going out, a commander is needed.
Wen Zhongqin came to conquer, so he couldn't let the soldiers of the three armies wait for a long time. "
"To die in vain?"
Li Changshou asked gently.
Wen Zhong was stunned for a moment, then bowed his head and bowed, "Wen Zhong bears the king's order, and now he has only one fight."
"Give it a go."
Li Changshou smiled and said, "Don't you even have a cup of tea?"
"Mr. Xing..."
Wen Zhong paused for a while, then breathed a sigh of relief, and said in a low voice: "Wait a moment, I will send it to my apprentice."
After hearing Zhongyan's words, he went to the tent door, whispered a few words to the outside, and attracted Mo Qilin to fall 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, but Wen Zhong couldn't figure out what Li Changshou was doing here, so he could only stand by and wait.
The drums outside the camp were like thunder, and the armies from all walks of life were slowly approaching the outside of Xiqi City.
Shang Jun has an absolute advantage in military strength, and Zhou Jun can only rely on the geographical advantage at this time.
In the tent, Li Changshou seemed to find a topic on purpose, and said softly:
"You want to storm Xiqi City, what exactly do you think?"
Wen Zhong thought about it for a while, and said respectfully: "Zhou was originally a subject of Shang, but he disobeyed the king's order and was ambitious. He secretly expanded his armaments and conquered Fangguo. Everyone knows that he is plotting rebellion.
Your Majesty spared Ji Chang's life in his heart, but now..."
Li Changshou glanced helplessly, and said coldly: "You want to break through Xiqi City even if you use up all the merchant troops here, and at least consume Zhou's army and damage its national power.
Is it right? "
Wen Zhong silently lowered his head and sighed slightly.
"Master Xingjun, the old minister is dull and has no other choice."
Li Changshou said:
"Most of the army you mobilized came from various checkpoints in the northwest of Shangdi, and half of them were the troops of the princes, so as to consume the national strength of the Zhou Kingdom, it did not cause much damage to Chaoge City.
You seem to think that as long as Zhou Guo's luck is destroyed, even with the secret support of Chanjiao Xian, Chaoge City cannot be threatened in a short time.
And your disciple of the great king can complete the rectification of the Shang country, right? "
Wen Zhong bowed his head and sighed: "Xingjun's wisdom is enough to help the Heavenly Court rise from a feeble state, mediate among the great teachings of saints, and finally achieve an immortal fame. You are comparable."
"It's just an excuse.
Anyone who admits that he is powerless and that he is nothing more than that 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 body, I haven't seen the phenomenon that the way of heaven interferes with your thinking. Why did it come to such a point
Do you know that there are many beings in the Three Realms scolding you at this time? Said that you killed many Jiejiao immortals with your own strength, and dragged Jiejiao into the secular world of Nanzhou. "
"There is no such thing as having both in the world," Wen Zhong said in a low voice, "Wen Zhong has lost to Jiejiao, and has lost to master and ancestors."
"You just failed yourself."
Li Changshou's voice slowed down a bit: "What you have done is actually a path chosen by Jiejiao, and they are just taking advantage of each other.
But I still remember the words I said to you when I was still doing the great history in Chaoge City. "
"What Xing Jun said, Wen Zhong never forgot."
"Then why are you not enlightened?"
Li Changshou frowned and said: "I am the Star Lord of the Heavenly Court, a disciple of the Renjiao, and the head of the Conferred God, from the perspective of heaven and earth, Taoism, and the catastrophe, I must stand in a neutral position.
Only in Chaoge City, I deliberately woke you up a few times!
Of course, this is a slight deviation within the allowable range of the Dao of Heaven. "
Wen Zhongman was puzzled: "You... What did you give me?"
"What is the most common question I ask you, think about it carefully."
"this… "
Wen Zhong groaned for a while, thought for a while, and calculated in secret, before saying, "It seems to be, what would your ideal big business be like?"
"That's right, what would your ideal big business be like?"
Li Changshou sighed a few times: "At that time, I was reminding you to at least conceive a complete prospect, and then use this prospect to persuade those like-minded people.
You and Di Xin are on good terms, conquering and denouncing all kinds of force externally, and torture internally, all relying on intimidation.
Di Xin has some great ambitions, but how many people in the world have ambitions? Does that work? Looking at it so far, it's nothing but high-sightedness and low-handedness!
You shouldn't admire 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 not fulfilled your duty as a teacher.
As an important minister of the Emperor, you failed to contribute to the strategy of governing the country.
As a disciple of Jiejiao, you have dragged Jiejiao Xian into catastrophe.
Wen Zhong, what do you think of your position as a young teacher and grand teacher? Have you ever thought about where you want to lead the big business
What kind of big business do you want to create
Reform is not reform for the sake of reform, nor is it an emergency prescription to save a sick old man.
Do you know why so many dignitaries in Chaoge City fear Di Xin and you Wen Zhong
You never told them what kind of new big business you want to build, you just told them that the new big business has no place for them.
Why not try and get them to change too? Be your help
To give the simplest example, if you win over and train small dignitaries, let them voluntarily give up some power, such as abandoning slaves to be buried, hunting slaves and other bad habits, and then let them squeeze out big dignitaries, you need to use torture to deter them
pedantic!
stupid! "
"I… "
Wen Zhong trembled a few times, his old eyes turned red, he lowered his head and sighed, his legs slowly bent, and he knelt down with his head down.
"Also ask Dashi to teach me, please also ask Dashi to teach me!"
Li Changshou sneered, and said again: "Do you know why I scolded you today
Because you are dying.
Today's battle is when you will die, and the Conferred God Altar is already hanging above your head. "
"Big History..."
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 die today! Willingly! No complaints!"
"I showed up today, even if the situation between the world and the world has changed a little."
Li Changshou leaned on the grand teacher's chair, and said earnestly:
"I don't like Di Xin, he is brave but indecisive, he is not a qualified emperor.
But now, the world needs him to try, whether he can fight against the destiny.
Not too long, ten years is enough. "
While speaking, Li Changshou threw a jade talisman in front of Wen Zhong.
"There are a few words in it, you can comprehend and comprehend it yourself, as much as you comprehend.
After you die, I will block the Conferred God Stage for a while, and give you a chance to enter Dream Emperor Xin.
Use your death to wake up Di Xin, and try again at last.
I will not put any hope on Di Xin, nor will I have any mercy on Da Shang. Today, I will pretend that I have never been here. "
After the words fell, Li Changshou's figure quietly dissipated in his seat.
When Wen Zhong looked up, Li Changshou was nowhere to be seen. He hurriedly lowered his head to pick up the jade talisman and glanced at it. The writing on it was rapidly fading, and he hurriedly wrote down those words.
When the handwriting disappeared, the jade talisman turned into a jade pendant, and the layer of Dao rhyme around the big tent also disappeared with the wind.
Everything is like a dream.
Another example is that I am dreaming.
Wen Zhong thought of something, stood up immediately, crushed the jade pendant in his hand, and put the pieces into the magic treasure in his sleeve.
After pondering a few times, Wen Zhong digested all kinds of words in it, and then exhaled lightly.
The sun outside the tent is just right, with a little dust.
Wen Zhong walked towards the outside of the tent step by step, and there seemed to be multiple phantoms around his body, revealing various pictures.
'From now on, I will be called a doctor and a teacher, and I will ask the teacher to give me more advice. My disciple will follow the teacher's teaching and be a promising king. '
'Teacher, see if I can carry this tripod! '
'Teacher, my disciple hates me so much! Hate it! The ministers colluded with the princes, and the dignitaries secretly communicated with each other! Could it be that the foundation of the ancestors is about to be destroyed in the hands of the disciples! '
'What should I do? If I say that I can't come to their fear, who will really respect me three points when I say king. '
'Teacher, how many lives does Dashang have. '
'teacher… '
'teacher… '
"Master, what's wrong with you?"
Wen Zhong was awakened from his trance, looked at the disciple who had passed the spell to the side, and showed a kind smile.
"How is the army preparing?"
"The three armies are ready, and the troops have been arrayed. After an hour, they will be able to meet the Zhou army head-to-head."
Wen Zhong nodded slowly, took the golden whip from the sergeant beside him, turned over and jumped onto Mo Qilin's back.
"Make the drums louder, you can't hear them!"
"yes!"
…
In the clouds, Li Changshou's Paper Taoist sat quietly, pointed out a low table made of clouds and mists, took out a pot of Yaochi special wine, and drank by himself in the sky.
The sky and the earth were full of chills, and the black crowd seemed to thicken the earth by seven or eight feet.
I don't know who made the first cry, the sound of bowstrings, the sound of rolling wheels, the hissing of strange beasts, the sound of horseshoes, millions of mortals roared in unison, and their blood rushed to the sky.
The war has begun.
Immortals are mixed in the mundane atmosphere, flying swords are life-threatening, and magic weapons are dazzling;
A warrior has the unstoppable courage of a thousand horses, and groups of wrestlers swung their heavy hammers to wipe out the enemy in front of them.
Shang Guo and Zhou Guo, intercepting and explaining teachings, both sides used their own skills, and the killing was indistinguishable.
Both sides have qi refiners like Wen Zhong, who are deeply trapped in the mundane world and cannot extricate themselves. At this moment, regardless of the karmic obstacles, they are urging magic to kill the enemy.
Without him, they are all little immortals who lost themselves in the sound of 'immortal master' and 'senior'.
And like Yang Jian, Nezha, and Lei Zhenzi, they are all chasing and competing with Jiejiaoxian, and they will not touch mortals.
And look at that Wen Zhong, riding a black unicorn, with vertical eyes on his forehead, and a golden whip defeated more than a dozen Chanjiao immortals in a row, and he was about to tear a gap in the Zhou army's battle formation.
Suddenly hearing the sound of thunderbolt, Lei Zhenzi charged from the left side, his whole body was wrapped in thunder light, and Wen Zhong was stopped firmly with a diamond stick.
Wen Zhong directly ignited the primordial spirit, and killed them indiscriminately;
The morale of the merchant army was greatly shaken, and the whole army pressed forward, no matter how strange the Zhou army's formation was, no matter how sharp the traps in front of the formation were.
After fighting for half a day, blood flowed like a river.
At sunset, the city of Xiqi was broken.
The Shang army was red-eyed one by one, 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 remnants of the Shang army were suddenly ordered by Wen Zhong to withdraw their troops with some confusion, and retreated directly to the nearest Xiongguan.
But when they retreated, the two armies, one from the south and the other from the north, rushed to the outside of Xiqi City, but the coalition forces of the two princes 'just happened' to come.
In Xiqi City, Wen Zhong led the remnant troops to fight to the death, his disciples and his beloved general were dead.
Mo Qilin was crushed by Yang Jian's punch.
The golden whip was blown away by Nezha's fire-pointed gun.
The divine light shot out from the vertical eyes of Wen Zhong's forehead could not hurt Lei Zhenzi's Fenglei wings.
The ten or so interceptors who rushed to help suddenly were stopped by the Chanjiao Immortal, and there were more than ten piles of ashes.
"Wen Zhong!"
Jiang Shang sat on the back of the four different beasts, dressed in plain, surrounded by several layers of guards made of Taoism, holding a wooden whip, and shouted at Wen Zhong:
"Er is originally a fairy from Fangwai, why should he help Di Xin to abuse him!
Now that he is in a state of death, why not just drop his armor and surrender! Nian Er Zhongliang, I can spare my life! "
"snort!"
Wen Zhong snorted coldly, and the few hundred soldiers left behind also glared at Jiang Shang.
"It's just a traitor! How dare you speak such wild words! Where is Huang Feihu? Get out!"
Jiang Shang yelled: "I don't know the number of days, I am stubborn, that Emperor Xin is tyrannical, unethical, untrustworthy, and heartbroken! King Wu Cheng couldn't bear it, so he came to Zhou Kingdom to join the Ming Lord, what's wrong
Don't you know that Di Xin was drunk and intended to bully King Wu Cheng's wife? What's more, he forced his wife to jump off the tall building! "
"Hahaha, hahaha!"
Wen Zhong's eyes were full of sadness, he raised his head and cursed:
"The reason for this matter is clear to you and me as a Qi refiner!
There are only a few concubines in Emperor Xin's harem, if they are really lustful, why are they so!
Huang Feihu!
You are really worthy of His Majesty's respect for you, and the word "Wu Cheng" on your shoulders! "
"Different road non-phase plan."
Jiang Shang held up the wooden whip in his hand, and was about to drop it on Wen Zhong.
"Wait!"
With a low shout and the sound of armor rubbing against each other, Huang Feihu came riding on the five-color divine bull, turned over from the bull's back, lifted the hem of his robe, and slowly landed on one knee.
"Feihu has lost to the grand master, but not to the king!"
Wen Zhong was so angry that he cursed: "You rebellious minister!"
Huang Feihu arched his hands, with a bit of pain in his eyes, he slowly closed his eyes: "Feihu, give the Grand Master a ride."
Wen Zhong smiled miserably, but the anger in his eyes subsided a lot, he looked around, his eyes swept over a group of generals in the Zhou army, and a famous Chanjiao immortal hiding in the Zhou army.
Catastrophe, fate.
"When, this fate will become the fate of adults."
Wen Zhong muttered, his eyes became a little more peaceful.
He suddenly showed anger, his figure exploded, and he slapped Huang Feihu with his palm!
Suddenly there was a burst of flames from the side, and a red stone pillar appeared behind Wen Zhong, and chains appeared on it, pulling Wen Zhong's body back forcibly.
The fire dragon stuck out its tongue, and the flames rose vertically, causing many mortals to retreat again and again.
Wen Zhong's figure was immediately engulfed by the flames, before he could make a sound, he was instantly turned into ashes.
A wisp of remnant soul overflowed from the flames 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 Stage froze for a moment.
At the same time, in Chaoge City, Shangwang Palace.
Inside several layers of pink curtains, Di Xin, who was sleeping soundly with the jade man in his arms, suddenly had drops of cold sweat on his forehead, and his eyes trembled slightly.
'Your Majesty, Your Majesty...'
'Teacher! Grand Master, why do you wither all your clothes and armor? '
'My lord, this is in a dream.
Old minister, alas, the old minister died in Xiqi City today, but the king does not need to mourn too much, the old minister can still go to the Conferred God Stage, he did not really die, but returned to the fairy world.
To make a long story short, the old minister Tuomeng only has a moment to tell the King about his good strategy for governing the country!
The old minister has lost to the sect and his master, but he does not want to lose to the king. Please listen carefully to the king, don't miss a word.
The first strategy is to blame oneself, to report to the territory of the merchant country, and to review one's own faults.
The death of the old official is an opportunity, the king can put all the blame on the old official, saying that the old official used evil methods to deceive Yun Yun, but now the torture can no longer suppress those princes and dignitaries, but it has become a excuse for them to say that the king is immoral.
The second strategy is to gather merchants and unite merchants with ourselves. What we have done before is far from enough...'
In the dream, Wen Zhong spoke each word quickly, but quite clearly.
The next morning.
Di Xin woke up and yelled 'Grand Master' three times, and cried from the bed for a long time, until he vomited blood and fainted.
In the Conferred God Terrace, Wen Zhong stood quietly, blankly looking at the familiar figures around him who were smiling and staring at him, couldn't help but let out a long sigh, bowed his head and made a bow.
"Immortal Wenzhong is guilty of intercepting teaching, I hereby plead guilty."