Investiture of the Gods: I am Bigan, the Master of Conspiracy

Chapter 94: Overt Conspiracy, the Nine Cauldrons Strategy!

"Zi Yu, after Wen Zhong left for the expedition, the entire universe has become completely unpredictable. As you said, the catastrophe has reached its peak! Can Wen Zhong come back?"

At this time, the Golden Spirit Mother, who was comprehending the secrets of heaven, looked solemn and dignified.

Yin Ziyu knew that the catastrophe would be triggered when Wen Zhong went on the Western Expedition, and all parties would join in and start fighting during the catastrophe.

When the hatred finally accumulates to its peak, it becomes the Zhu Xian Sword Formation.

"Teacher Jin Ling, the catastrophe has reached its peak, and the other saints should also face the catastrophe. No matter what, the luck of the Great Shang will fully support those who march west, and will definitely not let Wen Zhong be in danger. Otherwise, if the elite are lost, the foundation of the Great Shang will be shaken!"

After hearing this, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother asked, "Zi Yu, will the Saint really take action?"

Yin Ziyu looked west and said, "Since the change of legal system, we have already offended the root cause. We absolutely cannot allow the Great Shang to continue to rule over the human race. We have tried many times to destroy the Great Shang's destiny but failed. In the future, we may not be able to break it with the methods of a saint or with force!"

"Could it be that the saint would really take action to destroy the Cheng Tang Empire?"

The Golden Spirit Holy Mother's expression tightened and she asked hurriedly.

"Teacher Jin Ling, in this catastrophe, the saints are not only planning for the destiny, but also for the religious lineage. If Xiqi is really unable to advance, it may happen. No matter what, Teacher Jin Ling must not be impulsive! There are many things we cannot decide, but at least we must be fully prepared and plan for the worst! Teacher Jin Ling, Zi Yu hopes that Teacher Jin Ling will not leave Chaoge easily!"

Listening to Yin Ziyu's words, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother also understood that the catastrophe had reached a point where it was no longer a time that could be changed by personal will.

Seeing Yin Ziyu's serious expression, the Golden Spirit Holy Mother sighed and said, "Forget it, Ziyu, your plan is better than anyone else's in Jiejiao. Since my master ordered me to come to Chaoge, I will stay here to protect you!"

"That's good!"

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Yin Ziyu understood that since Wen Zhong went on the expedition, this situation was destined for the destruction of the Jiejiao sect.

Yin Ziyu knew about this situation, but he still let Wen Zhong go on the western expedition. This was also Yin Ziyu's thinking.

As the high priest who controls destiny, it is difficult for his destiny to be maintained now. With Jiejiao, all races, and even countless qi and blood transported by all parties, and with the saints outside watching covetously, this is a dead end that can only be resolved by a war.

The basic logic of the great catastrophe in the ancient times and the war among mortals is the same.

Mortals use economy as the basis of war, while immortals rely mainly on luck.

Yin Ziyu believed that Emperor Jun had also had this thought before the Lich Calamity, and if it was delayed any further, it would be unsustainable.

The bigger the plate, the greater the luck. The more people rely on this plate to survive, the more unstable it becomes.

Laozi naturally understood this principle, so he chose to accept fewer disciples so that his luck would not be chaotic and would be very stable!
Basically, even saints cannot break this law. Now that the fortune of the Shang Dynasty has plummeted, Yin Ziyu is naturally exhausted when he is in charge of the Sacrifice Department.

Ever since Emperor Xin blasphemed Nuwa, Yin Ziyu took the initiative to take out 30% of his energy and transport it to Huoyun Cave. Although it has been temporarily stabilized, his luck has been almost reduced by half compared to its peak.

Then later on, all four sides rebelled, although each had their own reasons. For example, Queen Jiang, Huang Feihu, Liu Futong of Beihai, etc. all rebelled. It seemed that they all had their own reasons, but in fact, it was the lack of luck that led to the loss of control of the local areas.

This is just like a mortal dynasty. When the finances are insufficient, it will inevitably shrink. After the shrinkage, the local areas will be out of control, and eventually the court will become smaller and smaller.

Therefore, when all parties rebelled, Yin Ziyu was not too surprised, which was understandable.

Now, within the territory of Da Shang, the core luck cannot be reduced, so the luck of many unimportant places will inevitably be reduced, and then it will inevitably be out of control.

For Yin Ziyu, the orthodox sect wants to bring the evil sect into the game, and Yin Ziyu also hopes that the evil sect will join the game. If the evil sect does not join the game, it will definitely collapse on its own.

The orthodox sect, the human sect, and the Western sect will not let the evil sect go. Similarly, Yin Ziyu does not like the evil sect to really close its mountains and stay out of the matter, so Yin Ziyu naturally has to follow the will of heaven.

However, Yin Ziyu will find a way to protect a few real core disciples, and thus stop the Golden Spirit Mother from falling into disaster.

After all, as the de facto controller of Da Shang, Yin Ziyu has too many things to consider.

During the catastrophe, there are too many people on the list or reincarnation. This is also helpless. They are not lucky enough, so they die and are on the list. This is the premise.

During the catastrophe, not many people from the Chan Sect made the list, precisely because they had few disciples and their luck was enough to protect all of them.

As the fortune of the Great Shang Dynasty declined, the Jiejiao Sect was bound to be unable to protect its disciples during this shock, which means that many of its disciples were bound to be on the list. This is a fact.

At least, in this catastrophe, Yin Ziyu can still use his power to control destiny to protect some people who are destined to be with him.

The entry of Jiejiao is inevitable, so we should take the initiative to leave some foundation for Jiejiao to avoid a disastrous ending.

Yin Ziyu's honor and disgrace are not the responsibility of one person. Now that Emperor Xin is abnormal, Yin Ziyu is the one in control of the overall situation and needs to plan many more far-reaching issues, but these things cannot be told to others.

At present, the opponent has the absolute force of four saints. The opponent is a saint, not a pig. No matter what plan is made, it is impossible to bypass this absolute force. In fact, the final outcome is also the outcome of absolute force.

For Yin Ziyu, this is an opportunity to understand his own way, and also to find the real vitality in this plan. However, not everything can be perfect, and some things require active response.

Kindness does not command the army, and righteousness does not command wealth. What Yin Ziyu first considered were the prosperity of the human race, Cheng Tang's kingdom, and his own great path. These are the three things that Yin Ziyu must prioritize in controlling his destiny!
Wen Zhong's army marched westward in a mighty force, with thirty-six black bird flags fluttering in the wind.

Wen Zhong rode on the black Qilin, with his male and female whips emitting terrifying lightning light, overlooking the 300,000 elite Shang soldiers.

The four generals of the Mo family stood in front of the formation, all of them were Dharma images about ten thousand feet tall. Mo Liqing's sword was emitting cold light, Mo Lihong's Hunyuan umbrella was flowing with golden patterns, Mo Lihai's jade pipa strings were shaking, and Mo Li Shouhua's fox marten was baring its teeth and roaring. The magic power around the four of them condensed into a huge pressure, which actually stirred the spiritual energy within a million miles of the sky into a vortex.

"Speed ​​is of the essence in war. Follow me, General, and we will destroy the rebels in one fell swoop!"

Wen Zhong pointed his whip straight to the west, and the sound shook the sky.

The army set out, and they were all immortals, so naturally they covered the sky and the sun.

The prehistoric world today is no longer what it used to be since the collapse of Mount Buzhou. No other force in the prehistoric world can achieve such prosperity.

Indeed, today's Shang Dynasty is nothing if placed in the Lich Age, but if placed in the Journey to the West Age, it is an absolute power that is indescribable.

As for the luck of these 300,000-strong army, Yin Ziyu will definitely not be short of it. Other things may be short of it, but this core army must not be short of it.

Deng Zhong, one of the Four Heavenly Lords of Huanghua Mountain, wields a mountain-splitting axe, Xin Huan wields rib-grown flesh wings, Zhang Jie dances with a mace, and Tao Rong shakes two maces, leading the vanguard army to rush through the five gates like a black torrent.

The defenders of the pass were all shocked when they saw the black bird, the symbol of the Shang Dynasty's fortune, circling above their army.

They all believed that this Xiqi rebel would surely accomplish his goal in one fell swoop once the army arrived.

Juelong Ridge towers into the clouds, and the cliffs on both sides are as sharp as knives and axes, like a natural moat.

After Wen Zhong arrived at Juelong Ridge, he first reined in Mo Qilin and looked at the winding path between the ridges. Yin Ziyu's words before leaving echoed in his ears: "Juelong Ridge is a battleground for military strategists. If there is any mistake, the entire army will be in danger!"

Seeing this place, Wen Zhong naturally understood its importance.

Wen Zhong's expression froze as he turned to Yu Qing and Ji Li, "You two are to lead a hundred thousand troops to guard this mountain range. We cannot afford to lose!"

Yu Qing and the other man immediately clasped their fists in response to the order. The 100,000 soldiers quickly dispersed and set up restrictions at the mouth of the ridge to ensure that the army had a clear retreat route. The runes on the black armor resonated with the mountain and condensed into a golden barrier in mid-air.

Wen Zhong took one last look back at the solid defense line. Mo Qilin roared and led an army of 200,000 to continue the westward expedition, heading straight for Xiqi.

On the top of Mount Qishan, clouds and mist are swirling and strong winds are howling.

Nanji Xianweng, dressed in a plain white Taoist robe and holding a jade staff, a precious innate spiritual treasure, with his silver hair flowing in the wind, looked solemnly at Shen Gongbao beside him and said, "Junior brother, Wen Zhong has led the Yin Shang army through five passes and will arrive at Xiqi in a few days. Junior brother has made friends with various parties over the years and has already gone to Jiejiao to invite various immortals to lend a hand to Wen Zhong."

Shen Gongbao, his black robe rustling, faced the Nanji Immortal and respectfully clasped his fists, saying, "Brother Nanji, rest assured. I will fulfill my mission!" The Nanji Immortal looked serious and said in a deep voice, "Invite those assigned by Master one by one. Remember, the most important thing is to invite Zhao Gongming from Luofu Mountain! This is Master's personal order. It is crucial to the success of the conquest of Shang. You must not slack off!"

When Shen Gongbao heard this, his pupils suddenly shrank, and the image of Zhao Gongming holding the Dinghai Pearl and surrounded by purple air appeared in his mind.

Over the years, Zhaozhong's friendship with Zhao Gongming was precisely for this purpose.

Shen Gongbao didn't know what arrangements Yuanshi Tianzun had made, but he couldn't ask too many questions. Instead, he relied on his identity as the person who was destined to suffer the calamity and invited them to come down the mountain one by one.

"Please rest assured, Senior Brother, I will definitely act according to Master's arrangements!"

When Wen Zhong arrived in Xiqi, the entire prehistoric catastrophe was truly triggered.

The three generations of disciples of the Chan Sect also came to Xiqi, including Yang Jian, Nezha, Lei Zhenzi, Huang Tianxiang, Huang Tianhua, etc.
However, the second generation disciples of the Chan sect have not all arrived yet, and those who have arrived now are basically the third generation disciples.

When both parties gathered in Xiqi, Yin Ziyu, Mi Fei, and the Golden Spirit Holy Mother came to the Nine Cauldrons.

These nine tripods were made by Dayu and are sacred artifacts of the human race.

Yin Ziyu pointed at the Nine Cauldrons and said, "Fellow Daoist Mi Fei, now is the time for you to seek retribution. Fellow Daoist Mi Fei, please place the Nine Cauldrons in the Luo River. Once you arrive in Xiqi, you can ask Ji Fa if he is willing to keep his oath. If he is willing, you can give Ji Fa the Yongzhou Cauldron to keep him in Xiqi forever."

"Ah Ziyu, how can this be done!"

Zi Yu said calmly: "It doesn't matter. Ji Fa won't agree to it. It will only completely destroy their reputation and their remaining luck."

After Yin Ziyu explained it briefly, Mi Fei immediately understood the secret.

"Brother Ziyu, what a good plan! What if the other party says that Ji Chang's oath was only for him?"

Yin Ziyu said calmly, "If Ji Fa can still argue with you about these issues, he will have completely lost his reasoning and become a laughing stock in the prehistoric world. Then Xiqi's destiny will be completely gone! The loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, propriety, wisdom and trustworthiness that Xiqi has cultivated over the years will all be gone. Then where will the destiny be?"

The Golden Spirit Mother sighed, "Zi Yu is indeed a man of great wisdom. With just one oath on the Luo River, he has so many plans waiting for him! He wants to give me these Nine Cauldrons. If I accept them, I will be a minister of the Shang Dynasty forever, guarding the west. If I refuse, I will be a traitor, which will give Wen Zhong a legitimate reason to fight against these traitors!"

"Teacher Jin Ling is right. This is exactly what Zi Yu meant!"

As the junior priestess, Concubine Mi took charge of the Nine Cauldrons and went directly to the Luo River, sucking the endless Luo River into the Nine Cauldrons.

As the water god of Luo River, Mi Fei wants to demonstrate the sacredness of Luo River in one fell swoop.

Luoshui is the longest river in the ancient world. It is named after the River Map and Luoshu. It originates from Kunlun Mountain, rolls eastward and flows into the East China Sea. Its length and width are indescribable.

The Nine Cauldrons are the sacred artifacts of the human race. They absorbed an unknown amount of Luo River, almost cutting off its flow. But in a moment, the Luo River flowed again.

After the Luo River in the Nine Cauldrons was filled up, the Goddess of Luo River held the Nine Cauldrons and headed straight for Xiqi.

At this time, on the top of Xiqi City, thirty-six apricot yellow flags were fluttering, and each flag was shining with the brilliance of the Zhoutian stars, coinciding with a formation center in Xiqi.

Wen Zhong rode on the black unicorn, his male and female whips flashing with lightning. He looked at Xiqi in the distance, and his third eye could see through Xiqi's restrictions.

"Strange, Xiqi clearly has a large formation, but they haven't activated the protective formation yet. Is this to lure the enemy deeper?"

Wen Zhong has now completely given up the idea of ​​pacifying Xiqi, and naturally pays more attention to Xiqi.

Yin Ziyu had already told Wen Zhong that it was absolutely impossible to pacify Xiqi, as it was completely different from pacifying other rebels.

Wen Zhong is naturally cautious now.

Seeing that Xiqi's restrictions were not strong, he immediately realized that this was to show weakness to the enemy and lure them deeper.

If it is too strong and the formation cannot be broken, it will be impossible to retain Wen Zhong and continue to attack the city.

"Ji Fa! Jiang Ziya!"

Wen Zhong's voice was like a loud bell, and the tip of his whip pointed directly at the distant city wall.

"You have received the favor of the Shang Dynasty for generations, why are you plotting rebellion?"

Before Wen Zhong finished speaking, the Yin and Shang army shouted in unison, and the sound waves shook the city walls to the ground.

Jiang Ziya held the divine whip, his robe rustling in the strong wind. "Master Wen! Emperor Xin was incompetent and ruthless, favoring a wicked concubine and persecuting loyal officials. Bigan was treacherous and brought disaster upon the country and its people. Empress Jiang died tragically, and Huang Feihu defected. Each and every one of these events is a sign that the Shang Dynasty is doomed! As a veteran of three dynasties, you should obey the will of heaven, abandon the dark side and join us in carrying out the work of avenging the people and punishing the criminals."

Ji Fa, clad in a black royal robe, looked at Wen Zhong, "Grand Master! The court of the Shang Dynasty is overrun with treacherous officials, and the people of the world are suffering unspeakably! We, Xiqi, raise the banner of justice, not for our own selfish desires, but to save the people from dire straits! Now that the Duke of Dongbo has rebelled, Emperor Xin has blasphemed the Holy Mother, a crime that is unforgivable. Xiqi raises an army of justice to seek justice for the Holy Mother!"

Wen Zhong laughed in anger. The Black Qilin raised its front hooves into the air, and lightning exploded from the tip of its whip. "What nonsense! How can we allow you, the scoundrels, to slander the 60,000-year foundation of Cheng Tang!"

Just as both sides were cursing at each other, nine golden lights carrying ancient pressure came down at an extremely fast speed in the distance and landed in front of Xiqi City.

When the golden light dissipated, everyone was shocked beyond words. These were nine large tripods wrapped in golden light of merit.

Each tripod is ten thousand feet tall, like a pillar supporting the sky, standing on the land of Xiqi, exuding unparalleled majesty and momentum.

The nine large tripods seem to be able to accommodate everything in the world, showing infinite grandeur and magnificence.

The Nine Tripods are divided into three round tripods and six square tripods. The round tripods have full and round bellies, presenting a smooth arc shape, and their bottoms are supported by three sturdy legs, making them as stable as Mount Tai. The square tripods have four legs and four corners, with regular and solemn shapes, and the lines of their bodies are straight and rigid!
Each tripod bears a divine inscription, depicting the magnificent mountains and rivers of the Nine Provinces unfolding across them. The peaks of the Nine Provinces stretch endlessly, their peaks and ridges surging like ridges, their rivers surging with mighty force.

The moment the nine tripods fell to the ground, the earth trembled violently. Each giant tripod turned into a thousand feet high. The dragons perched on the ears of the tripod twisted like living creatures. The belly of the tripod showed scenes of ancient ancestors expanding the territory. Sometimes there was the shadow of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs, and sometimes it showed the magnificent scene of Dayu controlling the flood.

The most amazing thing was the golden mist rising from the cauldron, which condensed into nine pillars of light reaching the sky. The black bird of destiny at the top of the light pillars cried out to the sky!

"Nine Cauldrons, these are the Nine Cauldrons of the human race!"

At this moment, Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya could not help but exclaim in surprise. This was the most precious treasure of the human race, the Nine Cauldrons besides the Human Emperor Sword.

If the Human Emperor Sword is a legacy from ancient times, then the Nine Cauldrons were entirely forged by the human race.

This is what the orthodox Human Emperor did after he took control of the Nine Provinces, using the Nine Cauldrons to suppress the destiny. Unexpectedly, today he actually moved the Nine Cauldrons to Xiqi. This is just the beginning, and it has become such a big deal.

This immediately stunned Jiang Ziya, Ji Fa and everyone else.

Soon, the goddess Luoshen, dressed in snow-white clothes, followed the Nine Cauldrons and descended from the sky. She landed gently on the Nine Cauldrons, but her eyes fell on Ji Fa and Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya looked at Luoshen and asked, "Who are you, Fairy? Are these the Nine Cauldrons of the Human Race?"

Luoshen nodded and said: "This is the Nine Cauldrons of the human race. I am Mi Fei, the young priestess of the Shang Dynasty. I came to Xiqi this time to resolve the karma for Ji Chang's descendants!"

Luoshen's words suddenly made Ji Fa's heart skip a beat. This matter was naturally about Ji Chang swearing by the Luo River that he would never rebel against Shang.

Luo Shen's gaze first fell on Ji Fa: "Ji Fa, are you really going to rebel against the Shang Dynasty?"

Ji Fa's expression became solemn after hearing this: "For the sake of the people of the world, I have no choice but to rebel!"

After hearing this, Luoshen frowned and said, "Mi Fei is the goddess of Luoshui. Your father swore an oath on the Luoshui River, so Mi Fei had no choice but to come. I have brought the Nine Cauldrons with me to ask a question. If you are willing to stop rebelling and submit your loyalty, I will grant you the Yongzhou Cauldron, one of the Nine Cauldrons, to Xiqi, allowing your Ji family to rule Xiqi forever. This is a great honor for Your Majesty. Are you willing to agree? As long as you promise not to rebel, Mi Fei will keep her promise, and this Luoshui oath will become a legend!"

Mi Fei's voice was not loud, but it resounded in both sides, shocking almost everyone on both sides. Even a few saints were stunned when they saw this scene.

What is going on here?
He actually took out the Nine Cauldrons to bribe?
(End of this chapter)