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Chapter 168 Like the Ancestral Temple of the Shang Dynasty!
"I'm sorry, my spirit beast has a bad temper, I'm not as talkative as I am, but if I can't see your so-called king, then the Shang Dynasty..." Zhang Xiaojun moved his shoulders while talking, Xiaobai said This time the work is fairly accurate.

Rumbling, a huge thunder appeared in the sky. The thunder appeared quickly and disappeared quickly, but it completely frightened the soldiers.

"Time is running out, I won't be able to see your king for a stick of incense, and I can't help you when fate turns around."

"Go and invite the king!"

The leading young general was frightened this time, and he probably understood what Zhang Xiaojun said, and the soldiers below also knew what was at stake, and hurriedly ran towards the capital.

Zhang Xiaojun sat cross-legged on the stone, closed his eyes, and pretended to practice.

In the capital city, the palace, several soldiers hurried into the palace, conveyed the urgent disappearance, and the courtiers in the palace also rushed to Zujia's resting place.

"Quickly invite the king to get up, a fairy who can reach out to attract thunder and black fire has come outside the city."

"The king and the beauty are resting..."

"It's too late. People outside said that if you don't see the king himself, you will be responsible for the consequences. Hurry up."

"Yes, my lord!"

The maid hurriedly entered the palace, Zu Jia's temper was still very good, when she heard that a "living fairy" was coming, she hurriedly got up, put on a casual dress and ran out of the city.

Zhang Xiaojun felt a large group of people running towards him, and shook his head, the ancestors' reverence for the gods reached a certain level, and they came so quickly.

"king!"

A group of soldiers bowed to Zu Jia. Zu Jia looked at Zhang Xiaojun who was sitting cross-legged on the stone, stunned for a moment, and looked at the young general with some doubts. Is this a living god?

"Don't look at it. Immortals are also human beings. Xuanyuan Sword's killing spirit has reached the extreme. I want to take it away. It was time to take it back when I gave it to you Xianwang Tang."

"You...you are that strange fairy?"

"What? Is there a portrait of me in the palace?"

Zu Jia nodded hastily, and said: "Immortal, I'm not sure, but the portrait of the immortal in the palace is somewhat similar to yours, except that the immortal is wearing a white cloth gown, carrying a divine sword, and carrying thunder and lightning on the sky. The flame gave the sword to my ancestors."

"Humph!"

Zhang Xiaojun snorted coldly, Xiaobai disappeared in an instant, and then thunder and fireballs appeared in the sky, making everyone subconsciously back a few steps, Zu Jia was slightly stunned, and actually wanted to kneel down.

"Stop it, I don't have the habit of making people kneel down, quickly get the Xuanyuan Sword!"

Zu Jia became anxious immediately. He just said Jiuxiao Thunder and Huoyan just played a little tricky, and wanted to see Zhang Xiaojun use these spells with his own eyes, but Zhang Xiaojun's cold snort was to express his dissatisfaction with himself.

"Don't blame the immortals, don't blame the immortals, Zu Jia offended the immortals, please have a lot of immortals." As a person who has been in a high position for a long time, Zu Jia's speech is a little confused, which shows the status of gods in the hearts of the ancestors.

"Hmph! It's useless to talk too much, I'm just here to retrieve the Xuanyuan Sword, what's the matter? Don't want to return it?"

"Don't blame the immortals. It's not that Zu Jia doesn't want to return it. It's because no one dares to get close to the divine sword, or they will surely die."

Zhang Xiaojun frowned, isn't the system asking him to retrieve the Xuanyuan Sword?Wouldn't he be plagued by blood and light if he entered within one foot of the current Xuanyuan Sword?

"What divine sword? It's already possessed. Take me there. I'll see how much the sword has improved."

"Yes, Immortal, please follow me."

Zu Jia hurriedly bowed to lead the way, and the surrounding soldiers wisely followed from a distance. At the same time, some people went to clear the road to prevent anyone from blocking the way of Zhang Xiaojun, the immortal, and Zu Jia.

Zhang Xiaojun actually felt a little guilty, but without a supernatural identity, it would be very troublesome to get the Xuanyuan Sword back, so he planned to help Zujia or mention Zujia if he could.

Zu Jia walked very fast along the way, because he knew that immortals could move mountains and fill seas in an instant, and escape to the sky. If he walked slowly, he might offend the immortals again.

"Don't worry, I see that your breath is vain and you have worked too much. Take this elixir and drink one-tenth of it as water every day."

"Thank you...thank you Immortal."

Zu Jia tremblingly took the elixir handed over by Zhang Xiaojun, and carefully put away the elixir!

"Okay, let's go!"

Zu Jia hurriedly continued to lead the way, and after a while, he arrived at the palace where the ancestral temple of the Shang kings of all dynasties was enshrined.

When he reached the door, Zu Jia respectfully said: "Immortal, please wait a moment, and wait for Zu Jia to perform the ritual."

"Ah."

Zhang Xiaojun didn't intend to destroy other people's etiquette, so he asked Zu Jia to salute. In the ancestral temple of the Shang Dynasty, except for the temple guards, only the direct descendants of the Shang royal family could enter, but only after a large-scale sacrifice was required to enter, but It was obviously too late today, so he could only perform the virtual ceremony first, and then make up the ceremony.

After prostrating three times and prostrating nine times, Zu Jia got up, his forehead still covered with sweat, "Immortal, it's alright."

"Well, lead the way."

"Yes."

Zu Jia stepped into the ancestral temple cautiously. The old man guarding the temple had already lit the lamps. Zu Jia walked carefully to the front and back of the spiritual seats of many Shang kings, twisted a spiritual tablet, and then there was a loud noise, and a wall moved. A door is about to appear.

"Fairy, please."

Zhang Xiaojun nodded, for this kind of mechanism in ancient times, Zhang Xiaojun has been unable to figure out what kind of thing is hidden in it, and a door can be opened with a twist.

Entering the so-called secret, walked a winding passage, and then saw various bronzes and a sacrificial table, Zu Jia hurriedly lit the torch inside, making the whole environment warmer.

"really!"

These two words came out of Zhang Xiaojun's mouth, because he felt not only a strong killing intent but also an extremely severe chill from the Xuanyuan Sword enshrined on the desk.

But Zu Jia's understanding of the word "Guan Ran" changed again, because to him, the two words were the immortal who guessed the change of Xuanyuan Sword and came here to take away the Xuanyuan Sword that had lost its divinity. eight characters.

"Ordered by heaven, you will live forever!"

It is the foundation of their Shang Dynasty's founding, and it is the destiny, which aggravates the desire to reform and standardize the sacrifice.

"Go out, this sword is too fierce, I need some means to subdue it, it's inconvenient for you to see."

"Yes, Zu Jia resigns."

Although Zujia really wanted to see what other means the immortals had besides calling the wind and calling the rain.

"Close the door to the secret room, too."

"Yes!"

Then there was a bang, and the door of the secret room closed.

　ps: Thank you Longju for the reward of 100 coins, and thank the old driver CinG for the monthly pass!
　　
　
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