Honghuang: I persuaded Zulong to retire, and I was expelled from the dragon clan

Xin Ruyin's mood was very complicated.

She thought about herself, it took her hundreds of thousands of years to break through to the realm of Daluo Jinxian!
But Emperor Xin took less than a hundred years!
Compared to this, she is ashamed!
At the same time, her heart was filled with curiosity, wondering how the other party broke through!

Normally speaking, it is not that easy to break through Daluo!
This process of retreat and breakthrough is long!
And what about Emperor Xin?

All in all, the retreat will only last for a month at most!

After all, they had just chatted a month ago!

This is unreasonable!
Suddenly, Xin Ruyin remembered something again!
She discovered that Emperor Xin’s breakthrough was not accompanied by a thunder tribulation!

How is this going? !
At this moment, there were too many questions in her mind!
She wanted to find Emperor Xin and ask him to solve her doubts.

But she forced herself to suppress the thought.

Because she knew now was not the time!
The other party has just made a breakthrough and must still be consolidating his cultivation!

If I disturb him rashly, I will be harming him!
So, he suppressed the complicated thoughts in his mind.

Try to put aside distracting thoughts and continue your practice.

Now, her fellow juniors have all made breakthroughs and caught up with her. As her senior sister, how can she just stand still?

If one day, her cultivation level was surpassed by her junior fellow apprentice, where would she put her face? !
Fortunately, when she was in the Ninth Heaven, she had received some guidance from Xuan Zhen, which benefited her a lot. At the same time, the other party also gave her many resources for cultivation!
If she could digest these, her cultivation might be able to achieve a breakthrough!

Thinking of this, she no longer hesitated and immediately entered into a state of cultivation.

……

Xin Ruyin was a little wrong.

At this time, Emperor Xin was not consolidating his cultivation.

He broke through with the power of human race's destiny.

Therefore, as long as the power of luck remains in him, he will not be at risk of falling back!

His luck is stable, and his cultivation is stable!

At this time, Emperor Xin was transforming the dynasty according to the method Ao Yin had told him before!

He held the Seal of the Human Emperor in his hand, slowly stirring up the destiny of the Shang Dynasty!

The force of luck that is invisible to the naked eye gradually transformed into the shape of a gigantic black bird!

This black bird is noble, domineering and powerful!
The moment it was formed, all practitioners with cultivation levels above the immortal level in the Shang Dynasty felt it.

The higher your cultivation level, the clearer your feelings will be!
……

Jinji Ridge.

A young general suddenly opened his eyes.

There was an inexplicable gleam in his eyes.

"This is……"

A look of surprise appeared on his face.

His name is Kong Xuan, and he is the marshal of Jinji Ridge.

But no one here knows that his true identity is the son of Yuan Feng, the first peacock in the world, and a quasi-saint!
The reason why he became a small marshal here was to protect the Shang Dynasty.

The mysterious bird of destiny descends and gives birth to Shang!
The Phoenix clan settled in the Shang Dynasty to consolidate the fortune of their race!

Kong Xuan guarded Jinjiling for hundreds of years.

In his eyes, the Shang Dynasty was just an ordinary mortal dynasty.

He didn't expect that one day, it would undergo such a change!

The power of destiny takes shape...

This is very rare!
The significance it represents is extraordinary!

Kong Xuan turned his gaze towards Chaoge.

In a trance, he seemed to see a figure shrouded in endless golden light.

However, there was a force of luck blocking his body, which prevented him from seeing the other person's face clearly.

He murmured to himself: "Emperor Xin, I have high expectations for you...

I will see you soon!"

……

Emperor Xin had no idea what Kong Xuan thought of him at Jinji Ridge.

If he knew that he had a quasi-saint under his command, who knows how interesting his expression would be!
……

Set on the west mountain.

Maitreya frowned and looked suddenly towards Chaoge.

His face darkened and he thought to himself that something was wrong.

In his perception, for some reason, the fortune of the Shang Dynasty suddenly increased dramatically and had even taken shape!
This is very bad news for them!

"The sudden appearance of the Daluo Jinxian, and this change in luck...

Some unpredictable changes seemed to have taken place in the Shang Dynasty!

Could it be that the divine consciousness just now came from Emperor Xin of the Shang Dynasty? ! "

Maitreya couldn't help but guess in his heart.

However, he quickly shook his head and rejected this speculation!
“Emperor Xin is only about 40 years old. Even if he has supreme talent, it is impossible for him to break through to the Golden Immortal in such a short time!

It definitely can’t be him!”

Maitreya is very sure about this!

No matter how talented you are, there is a limit!
A forty-year-old Golden Immortal?

This is simply impossible to happen in this world!
But, if it wasn’t Emperor Xin, why would such a disaster have happened to the Shang Dynasty?
Maitreya couldn't understand.

A distressed look came over his face.

He sighed. Since he couldn't figure it out, he decided not to think about it any more to avoid causing himself anxiety.

……

royal palace.

In the training room.

Emperor Xin's transformation of the dynasty's destiny is still ongoing.

Time passes like this...

Somewhere in the dark, some changes began to occur in the Yin Shang territory...

The people felt an inexplicable excitement and strength without realizing it, as if an invisible force was protecting them...

Inside the court.

At this moment, both civil officials and military generals felt the changes in themselves.

The higher the official position, the more obvious the changes in oneself will be.

An inexplicable force emerged from within the civil servant's body!

This power is similar to the mana of practitioners, but it is completely different! By mobilizing this power, they are no longer weak scholars who are powerless!

They also possess strength that is not inferior to that of previous generals!

As for the generals?

Their changes are more obvious and intuitive!
Their strength has all been improved with the blessing of the power of luck!

Likewise, the higher the position, the greater the promotion!
Of course, it is ineffective against the Golden Immortal.

After all, Emperor Xin is only a Golden Immortal!

The one with the biggest improvement is Wen Zhong!
Wen Zhong was the Grand Master of the Shang Dynasty and a veteran of three dynasties!

No matter in terms of qualifications or position, he is one of the top ones in the Shang Dynasty!

……

Outside Xiqi City.

On the battlefield.

The battle between Yang Jian and the Four Saints of Jiulong Island has lasted for more than a month!
Neither side can defeat the other.

Wen Zhong, who was watching the battle, frowned and said nothing.

Four people fighting against one was so difficult, which made him very worried.

Suddenly, he felt an invisible force surging into his body.

Under this power, his strength began to rise rapidly!
Originally his strength was only at the Golden Immortal level, but now with the blessing of the power of luck, he has directly broken through to the Taiyi Golden Immortal level!
"How is this going?!"

Wen Zhong was shocked.

He couldn't figure out why.

"Could it be related to the King?"

Over the years, Emperor Xin created many miracles.

So this time, when encountering this situation, Wen Zhong subconsciously thought of Emperor Xin!

However, he was not sure about this.

But no matter what, this is a great thing for him!
While feeling excited, Wen Zhong also felt a surge of confidence in his heart!
His gaze towards the battlefield again was filled with a strong desire to fight!
Looks eager to try!

Apparently, he wanted to be a part of it too!

Once this thought came to him, it expanded uncontrollably!

The huge improvement in strength made him eager to try it out!
He did what he said. Wen Zhong's aura surged, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and the male and female whips in his hands buzzed. He shouted loudly and rushed into the battle circle between Yang Jian and the Four Saints of Jiulong Island like a black lightning.

When Yang Jian noticed Wen Zhong joining the group, he was startled but not afraid. He held the three-pointed, double-edged sword in his hand and faced Wen Zhong.

Wen Zhong swung out with both whips, and the shadows of the whips were heavy, smashing towards Yang Jian with tremendous force.

Yang Jian's body was agile, and he moved around, his three-pointed, double-edged sword either poking or stabbing, and the collision with Wen Zhong's double whips produced fierce sparks.

However, with the blessing of the power of luck, Wen Zhong's strength increased greatly, and each whip contained amazing power. Yang Jian gradually felt the pressure doubled.

He is naturally not afraid of one-on-one combat, and can even hang Wen Zhong up and beat him!
But Wen Zhong was like the last straw that broke the camel's back!
As soon as he joined the battlefield, he broke the original balance!
It would be strange if Yang Jian didn’t fall into a disadvantage!

After several rounds, Wen Zhong spotted a flaw in Yang Jian and whipped him hard. Yang Jian was unable to dodge and was hit by the whip, staggering backwards.

Fortunately, Yang Jian practiced the "Eight-Nine Profound Art" and his physical strength is very strong!

This attack is nothing to him!
Don't even want to let him get hurt!

However, when it rains, it pours!

At this moment, Shen Gongbao brought Luo Xuan and Ma Yuan here!
This is the help he brought!

Luo Xuan and Ma Yuan are both outer disciples of Jiejiao!

His cultivation level is at the level of Taiyi Golden Immortal.

With the help of Shen Gongbao's eloquence, he was tricked out of the Taoist temple.

After arriving here, Shen Gongbao saw that Wen Zhongdu had personally participated in the battle, and he immediately realized that the situation was critical!
Without hesitation, he immediately said to Luo Xuan and Ma Yuan, "My two Taoist friends, please help Master Wen and capture Yang Jian alive!"

Hearing this, Luo Xuan and Ma Yuan nodded and said, "Okay!"

After saying that, the two of them flew over and joined the battle!

Luo Xuan was surrounded by flames, as if the God of Fire had descended to the earth, and the magic weapon, the Flame Crow in his hand, whistled towards Yang Jian;

Ma Yuan opened his bloody mouth, revealing his ferocious fangs, let out a series of creepy roars, and rushed towards Yang Jian.

Yang Jian was in a desperate situation. Facing the siege of seven people, he was at a loss. Luo Xuan's flaming crows kept exploding around him, and the scorching heat made his clothes begin to burn; Ma Yuan's attacks were strange and fierce, and he almost hit Yang Jian several times. Yang Jian had multiple wounds on his body, and blood stained his clothes red.

After all, his "Eight-Nine Profound Art" was only a minor achievement, and he had no way of ignoring the attacks from cultivators at the same level!

So, under such pressure, injuries are inevitable!

When Yang Jian saw this situation, his face became extremely ugly!

He knew that the situation today was critical, and if he couldn't get away in time, the consequences would be unpredictable!
So he endured the pain and tried to find a chance to break through.

But Shen Gongbao and his men would never give him this chance, they entangled him tightly and kept narrowing the encirclement. Yang Jian's eyes flashed with determination, and he used all his skills, dancing the three-pointed double-edged sword in his hand tightly, but he was outnumbered after all.

During a confrontation, Ma Yuan seized the opportunity, stretched out his big hand, grabbed Yang Jian's ankle, and threw him to the ground. Yang Jian fell heavily to the ground, and before he could get up, Shen Gongbao and others had surrounded him and held him down. Yang Jian was finally captured!

The Four Saints of Jiulong Island laughed loudly, and Wen Zhong also breathed a sigh of relief. They escorted Yang Jian and returned to the Shang camp with the joy of victory, leaving the battlefield in a mess and filled with smoke, as if telling of the fierceness and cruelty of this battle!

In the camp of the Shang Dynasty.

The Four Saints of Jiulong Island surrounded the bound Yang Jian, mocking him wantonly. Wang Mo sneered, "Humph, Yang Jian, aren't you very powerful? Now you are in our hands!" Yang Sen also echoed, "That's right, you dare to fight against the four of us alone, you really overestimate your own abilities!" Gao Youqian laughed so hard that he fell backwards, "Let's see what tricks Xiqi can come up with this time. Without you, Yang Jian, they can just wait to be trampled by us!"

Although Yang Jian was captured, his eyes were still unyielding. He glared at the Four Saints of Jiulong Island and snorted coldly, "You are just relying on your numbers. If you have the guts to fight me one-on-one, what's there to be proud of for capturing me in such an unfair way? If we fight alone, who among you can be my opponent!"

Seeing this, Wen Zhong frowned slightly and scolded: "Don't be stubborn here. Now that you are a prisoner, you'd better wait for us to deal with you obediently!"

Yang Jian turned his head away with disdain, constantly thinking about how to escape.

Now, his magic power has been sealed, and it is extremely difficult for him to save himself!

But he understood that if he couldn't escape in time, it would be dangerous!
If I were to be killed by these people, my path to enlightenment would be cut short, and in the future my true spirit would only be listed on the Conferred God List, and I would be a god of incense and be subject to all kinds of restrictions!

This is what he doesn't want to see!
If that's the case, he might as well just die!
After mocking Yang Jian for a while, everyone stopped paying attention to Yang Jian and ordered their subordinates to imprison him.

Soon, a large amount of fine wine and delicious food were served.

Wen Zhong raised his wine glass, toasted in the void, and said to the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, Luo Xuan, and Ma Yuan: "Thank you for your help!
Fellow Taoists, you have made great contributions in capturing Yang Jian!
When I return to Chaoge in the future, I will definitely ask the king for credit on behalf of all of you fellow Taoists!

Wealth and glory will not be missing from you all!"

Hearing this, Luo Xuan and the others shook their heads and said, "There's no need to ask for credit!
For monks like me, all we seek is the great way!

What is wealth and splendor?!

We are here to help because of our fellow disciples!
We are all Jiejiao monks, we should help each other!"

Ma Yuan agreed, "Daoyou Luo Xuan is right. Fellow disciples should be loyal to each other and help each other. It would be too polite to say thank you!

Come on, drink! "

Wang Mo, one of the Four Saints of Jiulong Island, also said, "That's right! I heard that Daoist Fellow Wen Zhong is the disciple of Senior Sister Jin Ling?

If you count it this way, fellow Taoist should also call me uncle-master!

Haha..." (End of this chapter)