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Chapter 417: Raising troops! Defeat Zhou!
In the seventh year of King Zhou, in the third month of spring.

"I, Shang Rong, treat the guilty prime minister as he is in charge of the imperial court. If something happens, I dare not fail to report it. Tomorrow is March 15th, the Christmas day of Empress Nuwa."

In the main hall, Di Xin looked a little dazed, and his head was not very bright. Just when he was about to ask, "What are the merits of Nuwa? I am going to drop the incense with my lightness," when he was suddenly hit by a hard object around his waist and stretched out his hand. I touched it and found it was a membership card.

In an instant, the memories of the past became clear. Di Xin shuddered and sat up straight.

"Queen's memorial!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty."

"Come here, drag Fei Zhong and You Hun down and behead them!"

Ok?
The sudden order made the ministers present feel at a loss, but no one dared to touch Di Xin's brow, and the two people killed were people they usually disliked, so it was a good thing to die.

"Your Majesty! How guilty are we, Your Majesty?"

The two were quickly dragged down by the guards, and soon there was no sound.

At this time, a person hurriedly walked in from outside the palace. No one dared to stop him. Di Xin took one look and quickly stepped down from the throne.

"His Majesty?"

"Uncle Emperor, you are fine."

There were tears in Bigan's eyes. He had retained the memory of his previous life, so he came in a hurry.

As soon as he arrived at the door and found Fei Zhong and You Hun being dragged out and beheaded, he knew that Di Xin also retained his memory.

In the main hall, the uncle and nephew looked at each other for a long time without speaking. Di Xin felt very guilty, but the words of apology were stuck in his throat and he could only say with a slight smile:
"It has delayed the emperor's uncle from going to heaven to become Lord Wenquxing."

Bigan smiled, bowed his hands and said, "Wouldn't it be a mistake for an unintentional person to take on the role of Lord Wenquxing? It's better to stay in Dashang and deal with simple things."

"Haha, maybe there aren't many things left for the emperor to deal with."

"Why?" Bigan frowned slightly and asked, "Does Your Majesty still want to announce that Su Daji has entered the palace?"

"No, uncle, things are not as simple as imagined. Everything... will not start over again."

Bigan looked stunned. He didn't quite understand the twists and turns, but Di Xin must have his reasons for saying so.

"How about letting Master Wen lead the troops back to the court?"

"Should be on the way back already."

Emperor Xin did not send anyone to recruit Wenzhong to come back, but if Bigan retained his memory, then Wen Zhong must also have retained his memory.

Compared with the life and death of Dashang, Beihai Yuan Futong is nothing.

The fact was as Di Xin expected. Wen Zhong, who was on the march, immediately ordered the army to turn around and return to the court.

At the same time, he also called over the four generals of the Mo family and Deng Chanyu.

After asking, I found out that these few of them also retained their memories. It can be said that except for some ordinary soldiers, everyone involved with the Conferred God also retained their memories.

Wen Zhong, such a steady person, took a deep breath, squeezed the golden whip in his hand, and murmured:
"This time, there will be another fierce battle."

Naturally, they were not the only ones who retained their memories, there were also some beings who had died, or even had their souls dissipated, come back to life.

In Nuwa's palace, Nuwa's brows jumped as she looked at the three demons in front of her.

What should I do, send it further? Or... kill him directly?
The karma of the three demons has been cleared, but the bad things they committed will not be so easy to end. No matter who is the final winner, these three will not be alive.

And the three of them also knew that they were trembling and begging Nuwa for protection.

They died once, were finally resurrected, and now they had to die again. How could they be willing?

Nuwa also had a headache looking at these three people, but...

She looked into the distance and laughed, because the person with the bigger headache was over there.

..."Hahaha! Two Taoist brothers, my disciple is now resurrected. I will not participate in this matter of becoming a god!"

"All disciples of Jiejiao must obey the order and come to Biyou Palace to listen to their master's sermons for three thousand years. Anyone who disobeys will be expelled from the master's door!"

"I will obey my master's orders!"

A large number of Jiejiao disciples went to Biyou Palace non-stop, with the momentum of replicating the coming of thousands of immortals.

However, there was one person running desperately in the opposite direction, that is Long-eared Dingguangxian.

As the biggest traitor to Jiejiao in the Battle of the Gods, he had no other choice.

But unfortunately, when he first regained his memory, the other six of the Seven Immortals who accompanied him were beside him.

Because he didn't have as many thoughts as Long Er Dingguang Xian, he was a little slow, but after he reacted, there was endless anger in his heart.

The fate of the Seven Immortals who accompanied them was not good. Four were captured and used as pets and mounts. One's whereabouts are unknown, and the other, Pilu Immortal, joined the Western Sect after a thousand years, but now he has not betrayed the Jie Sect.

The Six Immortals took action together and instantly suppressed Chang Er Dingguang Immortal, and then escorted him to Biyou Palace and handed him over to Tongtian Cult Master.

The atmosphere in Jiejiao was very cheerful, and the face of Tongtian Cult Leader kept smiling. He did not expect that the biggest beneficiaries of a human being playing with the long river of time would be them.

This is simply great, resurrecting all the disciples without any involvement of cause and effect, and even retaining their memories.

Really, you only know regret after losing a lot of things. At least Tongtian Cult Master looked at Zhao Gongming, Sanxiao and other disciples kneeling in front of him again, and felt really comfortable.

On the other side, I met Yuanshi Tianzun.

They ignored Tongtian's words, but opened the list of gods and took a look, feeling reassured.

The list of gods is a sacred object of this calamity and has not been affected too much by the passage of time. The names of the 365 Qingfu Zhengshen in the eight divisions on it have all been determined and have not changed.

However, their souls are no longer in it, which is a good thing for the saints.

"Let Jiang Shang go down the mountain with the list of gods, and we will go find the teacher."

"Ok!"

Now that the names on the list of gods have been confirmed, it is probably useless for Tongtian to resist even if he wants to, because...

This is the number of days!

Jiang Ziya was still in a very confused state. He was obviously ready to become a god and end all this, but the good guy rushed straight at him. Who could bear this?

But he had no choice but to quickly pack up his things and head straight to Xiqi. It was a good thing to skip the steps of getting married.

After arriving in Xiqi, they found that the atmosphere here was also good. Although not many people recovered their memories, Ji Fa and Ji Chang were very happy to see Boyikao resurrected.

The family was sitting together, telling Boyikao the story of what happened next.

Just at this time, Jiang Ziya fell from the sky, and they all came out to greet him.

"Father Shang!" Ji Fa happily walked over and asked, "Is this all the fault of King Zhou?"

Jiang Ziya nodded slowly and said, "It should be so. The saint has made a decision. We must raise troops to defeat Zhou as soon as possible to get everything back on track."

"But if it were to happen again, wouldn't King Zhou be on guard?"

"Don't worry, Chengtang Qi has been exhausted, this time the defeat of Zhou will only be smoother than last time."

"Okay!" Ji Fa turned to look at his father Ji Chang. Before he could speak, Ji Chang patted him on the shoulder and said, "Ji Fa, you are the Lord of Xiqi now, and everything is up to you."

"Father."

Ji Fa took a deep breath, King Wu's posture reappeared, his eyes became firm, and he shouted loudly:

"Raise troops! Defeat Zhou!"

(End of this chapter)