Heavenly Dao Fengshen System

Chapter 213
A mysterious and profound invisible force seeped out from the void of air, pouring into the bronze lamp in Su Che's hand continuously.

After the baptism of this power, the bronze lamp seems to have received a freshman class, glowing with a shimmering light.

However, apart from this, the bronze lamp has not undergone any other changes.

The time for half a cup of tea passed quickly, the power gradually faded, and the bronze lamp had already returned to its original appearance.

"Fengshen...failed?"

Playing with the bronze lamp, Su Che looked at it for a while, and couldn't help muttering in his heart.

Since it was the first time conferring a god, Su Che didn't know whether it was a success or a failure because he lacked experience in all aspects.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for successfully sealing the lamp god."

The system suddenly reminded.

Fuck me, did it work?

There is absolutely no sense of grandeur and ritual that conferring a god should have!
Su Che was a little skeptical, and said, "Master of the system, has it really succeeded?"

"Exactly!"

The system is firm and authentic.

"Where is the lamp god? Where is it? Why doesn't he show up and worship me?"

As soon as the words fell, there was a slight "poof", and the wick of the bronze lamp suddenly ignited by itself.

Pale yellow flames sprang up, and the light in the surrounding area became dim.

A huge figure appeared in front of Su Che.

But the giant was about three feet tall, with a face like a jujube, naked, just like a Yuanmou man, with flames gushing from the top of his head, and golden light shining in his eyes.

"Master, are you calling me?"

The giant knelt on one knee and said.

The sound was like a bell, resonating in Su Che's ears.

Su Che collected himself, looked the giant up and down, and said, "Are you the lamp god?"

"Yes!"

The giant nodded.

"What's your name?"

Su Che asked.

"Little God Aladdin!"

replied the giant.

Aladdin?
Why the hell aren't you called Arabian?

Su Che was in a good mood and snickered in his heart.

"Wait a minute!"

Aladdin... the name is so familiar...

"The lamp god? The magic lamp?" Su Che suddenly realized, "Aladdin's magic lamp!"

Isn't Aladdin's magic lamp a story in "One Thousand and One Nights"?
In the previous life, Su Che had seen it, and the memory was quite deep.

Moreover, although Aladdin's magic lamp is a Western story, its background happened in the Tang Dynasty in China.

That is to say, Aladdin's magic lamp originally belonged to China.

Slightly shocked, Su Che asked, "Ah, Aladdin, as a lamp god, do you have any abilities?"

"By the master's decree, the little god can lead the world's lamps and candles!"

Aladdin said truthfully.

Although this position was indeed granted by Su Che, at this moment Su Che suddenly regretted it.

To lead the world's candles?

It doesn't seem to be useful at all!

Lao Tzu's [-] million merits!
"Master of the system, is this idiot worth [-] million merits?"

Su Che was very dissatisfied.

"The host, please don't doubt the professionalism of this system!"

The system is cold and authentic.

But, then again, Su Che casually said about "leading the world's lamps and candles". What kind of cause to plant and what kind of fruit to eat are originally a matter of justice, and one cannot blame the master of the system.

After thinking for a while, Su Che asked Aladdin persistently, "Apart from capturing the world's candles, do you have any other skills?"

"Gone!"

Aladdin shook his head.

孽 孽!
Su Che couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh.

Lao Tzu's [-] million merits, which are white and golden, are wasted like this!

"Aladdin, step back first, I want to be quiet!" Su Che waved his hand feebly, "Don't ask me who Jing is, this stalk is too old!"

"Yes!"

Bowing to Su Che, Aladdin disappeared immediately.

The flame of the bronze lamp was extinguished immediately, and the bedroom returned to its original brightness.

Looking out the window, Su Che only felt a little sadness.

He suddenly felt cheated.

Especially when he saw the remaining experience points.

"12 million..."

Su Che's heart ached beyond his control.

In desperation, Su Che had no choice but to reduce all the wealth and merit points to the remaining experience points, so as to fill up the appearance and soothe his wounded heart, and the defense value was reduced to only 8000 million attribute points.

There is no harm in having a higher defense value.

"Hey, why did it suddenly snow again?"

Su Che couldn't help frowning.

Just now, he looked out of the window and saw heavy snow falling like flakes of goose feathers and pear blossoms dancing wildly.

"This ghost weather!"

Su Che cursed secretly in his heart.

Not long ago, it was so hot that people were sweating profusely, but in a blink of an eye, it was windy and frozen for thousands of miles.

Fortunately, the bedroom is equipped with an air conditioner, no matter whether it is hot or cold, as long as he stays in the bedroom, it will always be like a spring breeze, and Su Che doesn't feel the slightest bit.

"God is ruthless, hot and cold, it's the common people who suffer!"

Su Che sighed leisurely.

Since taking the throne as Marquis of Xibo, Su Che's ideological awareness has improved a lot, and he has become concerned about the country and the people.

"I'm a little hungry!" Su Che rubbed his stomach, "Housekeeper, get ready for BBQ!"

"Yes!"

As soon as the words fell, as if by magic, a lot of delicacies from mountains and seas suddenly appeared on the table, all skewered on bamboo sticks, neatly arranged, and beside the table was a barbecue grill.

"I like to eat fire-flavored wings, but your mother said that you will ascend to heaven soon, and the sooner you ascend to heaven, the more you should eat desperately. If you don't eat now, there will be no chance to eat again..."

Su Che sang happily while leaning on the chicken wings.

Just when Su Che was about to feast, he suddenly heard a voice from outside the bedroom.

"The last general, Wuji, is ordered by the prime minister to invite Xibohou to go to Mount Qi to offer sacrifices to the mountain!"

Qishan Mountain?

Su Che frowned slightly.

Qishan is a sacred mountain for the people of Xiqi to worship. It is regarded as a holy place to protect and protect the weather. It is the end of spring and the beginning of summer, which happens to be the season for offering sacrifices to the mountain.

However, paying homage to Mount Qi is a relatively important matter, even like worshiping ancestors at the end of the year. The ceremony is very complicated and it is impossible to hold it in such a hurry.

As the master of Xiqi, Su Che didn't even know about the sacrifice to the mountain today.

"What the hell is Jiang Ziya doing?"

Su Che frowned even tighter.

After not hearing a response for a long time, Wuji repeated again: "The last general Wuji, by the order of the prime minister, please Xibohou to go to Qishan to sacrifice to the mountain!"

"understood!"

The palace door was wide open, Su Che came out of the bedroom with a gloomy face, and cast a cold glance at Wu Ji.

As if sensing the dissatisfaction in Su Che's heart, Wu Ji hurriedly knelt down on the ground, and said, "The final general has ordered someone to prepare the chariot, please move to Qishan Mountain to participate in the mountain sacrifice ceremony!"

"What is the mountain sacrifice ceremony?" Su Che said coldly, "How does Gu not know?"

"The final general will act on the order of the prime minister. The prime minister and all the civil and military officials are waiting for the Lord Hou to drive at the Qishan Lingtai!"

Wu Ji hastily put aside the relationship.

Looking at Wuji, Su Che certainly understood that although Wuji was named General Wude, because he was born as a woodcutter, he didn't have much merit, and it was all due to Jiang Ziya's credit.

Therefore, he was just Jiang Ziya's mouthpiece, running errands.

Su Che snorted heavily, and didn't pursue it too much, but went to Qiqi Mountain by chariot according to Jiang Ziya's arrangement.

(End of this chapter)