The main idea of Deng Chanyu is still to hold back the troops.
Now, how many of the Shang Dynasty's thirty-six armies of invasion have been sent out? She is busy with her cultivation and doesn't have the time to constantly deal with the various troops of Zhaogou.
Various letters are being read in the order of their occurrence.
"Is another prince being killed again?" The letter mentioned the incident when Zhang Guifang first arrived in Xiqi, slaying three generals in succession, one of whom was a son of Ji Chang.
Now that Ji Chang is known as the Duke of Zhou, his son would naturally be referred to as a prince.
Deng Chanyu sometimes even suspects that Ji Chang might have a system where gaining abilities is associated with giving birth, with each additional son being like a prize draw. Otherwise, why would you have so many sons? Perhaps accumulating a hundred sons could accumulate the foundation for cultivation?
She scratched her head, for the death of Ji Public has been too long, and the head-seven is already over. It would be inappropriate to write again to express condolences: "How about this, send gold one hundred, silver five hundred, and ten horses of fine breed as a token of our Southern Town's heart."
The latest letter from Xiqi is about the recent capture of Jiameng Pass and the adoption of Xu Kun as a son.
"Ji Xukun?" Deng Chanyu couldn't help but shiver with fear, it's truly terrifying!
After dealing with the accumulated official business, Deng Chanyu distributed the peaches she brought back.
Li Jing, Madame Yin, General Deng Jiugong, Deng Xi, Huang Feihu, Huang Feibiao, Su Hu, Su Quanzhong, and Su Quanxiao all have some.
This counter-revolutionary military group relies on relationships such as adoption, marriage, and blood ties to connect with each other. It is not appropriate for any one of them to receive more than others, so everyone gets one now.
Li Jing was deeply moved.
If Li Jing becomes the Azure-Towered King, he would naturally not care about a single broken peach. The issue is that he is not yet, for a man who has not attained immortality and can only enjoy worldly pleasures, two peaches for his wife and him are already a great favor.
"Master, look! I have finished grinding it!" Nezha holds the dragon's tooth he has ground into a spear tip to report to his teacher. The unspoken message in his eyes is that he wants to know when he will be taught some skills.
Deng Chanyu took the spear tip and looked at it, noting that it had been ground a bit hastily, but it must be said that it was indeed shaped.
"Alright, I will craft a dragon's tooth spear for you and teach you martial arts."
Now that Nezha is three years old, adding the three years he spent in his mother's womb, he looks like a child of six or seven and can learn martial arts now.
Deng Chanyu is also exceptionally skilled in refining weapons, and now with the added weight of the Qiankun Cauldron, crafting a dragon's tooth spear is as easy as pie.
The ancient and massive Qiankun Cauldron caused both Li Jing and his wife to momentarily lose their focus. The design is too outdated, and the traces on the surface reveal that it has been around for a long time.
Li Jing didn't have the courage to ask, and Deng Chanyu didn't explain either, saying that the cauldron was older than the age of the Hongxia World? One or two sentences wouldn't suffice to explain.
Crafting a spear and teaching a disciple are mere trifles. With her current level as a true immortal, she has more than enough to teach Nezha.
Nezha and Sun Wukong, who excel in combat, upgrade quickly. However, she is not slow either, so there won't be a situation where her cultivation level is surpassed by her disciples in the end.
Beside teaching her disciples, she also counted the drop of spiritual blood from the Later Earth Spirit.
She planned to wait for Jiazi to return and then refine pills together with her, absorbing the energy within. This time, she intended to simplify the process but extend the duration, taking a total of ninety-nine days and eighty-one hours.
As for the jade lute, it still needs further refinement. She plans to improve her musical skills, and when her own skills reach a relatively high level, she will then "claim merit," taking advantage of the momentum to condense a seed of the musical path.
This is the information Nüwa told her. The former master of the musical path must have been Fuxi, but that ancient Fuxi has already perished. Now residing in the Hóngyún Grotto is Huángtái Fuxi of the human race.
Human Fuxi uses the river map and the Luo book to prove the Dao, following the path of divination. Now that the musical path is empty, if Deng Chanyu obtains great dao fruit and cannot find her own true path, she can try to take the musical path. This path is free from great masters, theoretically speaking, it can be developed to its end and become master of a single path.
Peace prevails in the three realms.
Fighting in the Underworld against the blood sea isn't called war, it's called play!
After three months, when many immortals were summoned back to the mountain gate, a young man was rather hopelessly walking along the Jiming River.
Yin Jiuxiu knelt by the river, fists clenched tightly.
Feeling like a piece of rags, he was sent away from the Kunlun Mountains by Guang Chengzi's disciples. He stumbled and walked eastward, thinking that with a bit of perseverance, he would return to the capital of Zhaogou and the ministers would certainly support him. At that time, he could seize the throne and become the emperor, how wonderful it would be!
By sheer belief, he struggled to hold on, but when he entered the territory of Xiqi and learned that Yin Hong had already been "appointed to quell the rebels" and was bestowing great official titles again, he was completely despaired.
The brotherhood between them in the past was indeed good, but in the face of power, anything is possible. Would he really go up and rely on them now?
Yin Jiuxiu walked to the riverside, he really couldn't walk any further.
Thinking about his tragic experience, he looked at the murky water and burst into tears. He shouted hoarsely, "I'm so stupid!"
The sound echoed far and wide, the leaves rustled, as if responding to him.
Unable to return to the capital of Zhaogou, even if he does, it will only be a death sentence. It's better for him to look at the murky water in front of him and think of jumping in, ending everything at once!
"Ha ha ha——Empress of the Heavenly Realms was indeed right. Young man, what are you doing here?"
As Yin Jiuxiu was about to jump into the river, he heard a silver bell-like laughter coming from all directions.
He was a bit panic: "Who, who?"
A three-headed, eight-armed, nine-eyed Asura goddess walked out of the woods. This is the famous Blood Sea General Mo Li Zhi Tian.
Her front face is benevolent, her left face is that of a pig, and her right face is angry.
This female Asura is under the command of the Emperor Shun Li.
The Emperor Shun Li, just like Da Zi Zai Tian Bo Xun and Da Wan Cang Tian, is a direct disciple of the ancient master of Maw River.
Mo Li Zhi Tian can be considered an appraised disciple of the Maw River.
On the Blood Sea, Da Zi Zai Tian Bo Xun and Da Wan Cang Tian were fighting fiercely. With a thoughtful mind, the Emperor Shun Li led some of his disciples to enter the mortal world.
"Young man, why not cheer up? Come, let sister make you happy!"
With her eight arms and nine eyes, Mo Li Zhi Tian's appearance is too terrifying. Not to mention that Yin Jiuxiu's heart is as cold as ashes now, even in normal times, he wouldn't want to have anything beyond a friendly relationship with such a monster.
"No way, no way!"
He resisted both verbally and physically, but upon seeing the eighteen beautiful women behind Mo Li Zhi Tian, whose figures were graceful and enticing, he fell completely into temptation.
These women are truly beautiful. They have rings, and this position, hmmm, it's worth exploring!
Before the Eighteen Hellish Dances could be unleashed, he threw himself in.
Yin Jiuxiu's desire to die was completely eliminated.
Why die? Come on, have fun!
Mo Li Zhi Tian further told him that the immortals in this world are not limited to the Hsun Giao sect. What the Hsun Giao sect can do, Mo Li Zhi Tian's side can also achieve.
Yin Jiuxiu agreed to go with Mo Li Zhi Tian to the land of Shendu to learn the art of immortality and at the same time borrow troops to retake the capital city of Zhaogou. As for where Shendu is located? He was too busy to concern himself with such details.
