Zhao Gongming nodded hurriedly: "No mistake, no mistake, my brother looks back, it is indeed a ruler! A ruler? Where I to find the ruler to go? "
In the primordial world, there is no such thing as a ranking list of celestial soldiers and earthly soldiers. Who wields what treasure is an extremely secretive matter.
With numerous large and small worlds depending on the boundless world, and countless small worlds at the level of the Ganges, this vast area is where finding a ruler is more difficult than looking for a needle in the ocean.
Yun Xiao asked, "Brother, do you have any thoughts?"
Zhao Gongming shook his head like a drum, "Brother, you have any thoughts? The opportunity to become a deity is not an ordinary opportunity, it's very secretive. Heaven intentionally hides it and if you can't find it, there will be no hints given."
Now with the help of Fuxi and Luoshu, we know it's a ruler, which is already very fortunate.
Ran Ding was a quasi-Sage capable of slaying one of the two types of wu ye (demon spirits) during the Wuyao War, and he still is one now. Apart from his increasing profoundness in power and an improvement in understanding the Tao, there has been no qualitative change in his own realm.
Hard to say, he is at the peak of the perfection of the cultivation realm of a quasi-Saint who can slay one corpse!
How long will this perfection take? I don't know! Experience points are locked!
This is very dangerous; if there are no further clues, it might just slip by in a few thousand or ten thousand eons. As the younger generations keep catching up, the elder predecessors are still standing still.
Zhao Gongming is now facing the same problem. He unconsciously waves the broom in his hand, thinking about what he should do next.
Yun Xiao helped him think.
Qiong Xiao, Bi Xiao, and Deng Chanyu didn't disturb their thinking by chatting nearby, with the main theme being carefree.
"Chanyu, do you know what this ruler means?"
"I don't know. I've never seen any kind of spirit treasure like a ruler."
Bi Xiao thought for a moment, "Alright, let the big and older brothers and sisters think about it! The hot spring in your cave is really comfortable, isn't it?"
Deng Chanyu was in a half-hearted mood, faking it, but also planning something.
The ruler divined by Fuxi is most likely the Qiankun Ruler of Ran Ding.
Could Zhao Gongming and the three Xiao's defeat Ran Ding?
Even though it's the juniors attacking the seniors, in the original timeline Zhao Gongming himself could chase Ran Ding all over the world. Even with Ran Ding's concealed variables taken into account and three Xiao, or even Yun Xiao, attacking simultaneously, it's not a matter of winning or losing but whether Ran Ding has many chances to escape.
As for whether Ran Ding's fall would attract retaliation from the Orthodox School, there is no need to worry about that at all.
She has already understood the attitude of the Heavenly Way towards these quasi-saints, don't waste time, kill one is one!
As long as she leads people to confront these old and immortal quasi-saints, the Heavenly Way will help her cover up, so that when the heavenly machine is confused, even a sage cannot calculate who killed Ran Ding.
Zhao Gongming can take the Qiankun Ruler after the battle, but what can Deng Chanyu take? She's just cheering from the side. Is it appropriate for her to take the Linge Palace lamp, which is one of the Four Great Spiritual Lamps, as well?
She needs to make more contributions in the early stage to be able to talk about sharing rewards in the later stage.
Doing the play in full, Deng Chanyu did not immediately reveal the answer, but instead said goodbye to Zhao Gongming and the three Xiao, each going back to search for clues. Bi Xiao kept thinking about the hot spring and was finally pulled away by Yun Xiao.
Half a year passed, and it was soon the end of the fourteenth year of King Zhou's reign.
Yin Hong had no choice but to say a lot of things publicly about his own moral shortcomings and unworthiness to be the common ruler, and then on the top of Qishan Mountain, he formally abdicated the throne and handed it over to Ji Fā.
Ji Fā ascended to the throne, changed the country's name to Zhou, as he had inherited everything from Ji Chāng, and his original title was intended for his own son.
He posthumously titled Ji Chang as the King of Zhou Wen, and appointed Jiang Ziya as the Prime Minister, changing the title "Shangfu" back to "Xiangfu".
Many of his brothers were given rewards, most of which were to be granted a piece of land in the Central Plains, but were to be nominal.
Wei, Lu, Song, Zheng, Xu, and Chen were all formerly under the control of the Shang dynasty. Even Ji Xu Kun was granted the territory of Cai.
They all have a bright future ahead.
The method was a bit rough, but it was indeed effective in promoting officialdom and accumulating wealth. Xiqi, or Zhou Guo, slowly emerged from the predicament after the death of King Zhou Wen and flourished, with the people enjoying peace and prosperity, embodying the vigor of a Western strong nation.
After the abdication ceremony, the guards watching Yan Hong decreased by eighty percent instantly, and the monk Yang Jian, who had been watching him, also withdrew. Only then did Wen Zhong find an opportunity to take Yan Hong with a letter from his mother-in-law in his hand and escape quietly using earth teleportation.
Bai Long Mountain.
This mountain located upstream of the Huai River is said to have white dragons appearing in ancient times, hence its name, Bai Long Mountain.
Now it is a lawless area, and a gang of bandits has occupied Bai Long Mountain, engaging in banditry and revelry on a daily basis.
There are two leaders of the gang, one named Wen Liang and the other named Ma Shan.
Wen Liang has three eyes, his face is blue-black like indigo, his hair is red like cinnabar, he has a magical treasure called White Jade Ring, and he is skilled in two sets of wolf's teeth clubs.
Ma Shan has a pale face like powder, three long beards, and also has three eyes. He is adept in using long spears and has no magical treasures.
Both of the three-eyed bandits are not ordinary people. Wen Liang has a magical treasure and is the big chief, while Ma Shan is the second-in-command.
One day, the two leaders were drinking, when a subordinate rushed in to report hurriedly.
"Reporting to the two elder brothers! A group of merchants has arrived from down the mountain, and after my brothers have seen them, their tracks are deep, which seems to be the fat sheep!"
Wen Liang thought for a moment more while holding his wine cup, and Ma Shan's face was full of fury.
"The Qi nation in the north and the Han nation in the south just keep blocking the border, no merchants are coming our way. Brother, sit back and relax. I will lead a team to catch these fat sheep. I will come back to drink when I return!"
Ma Shan drank so much that his three eyes were all out of focus.
Wen Liang cautioned him, "You need to be careful, younger brother."
Ma Shan laughed loudly, "Brother, do you not know my abilities? Who in this world can harm me?"
After half an hour.
Fifteen minutes later, the bandits of Bai Long Mountain were lying dead all over the place, and Ma Shan was kneeling before Deng Chanyu, kneeling straight up, the alcohol having scared him sober.
This one is at the level of being captured alive by the mortal Deng Jiugong, and the specific combat power can be imagined.
Deng Chanyu, holding the Qiankun Circle, without saying a word, aimed a fierce strike right at his head.
Ma Shan's head was instantly smashed into paste, but within three breaths, a new head emerged from his neck.
"Hey, where do you come from? How can you have such abilities?" Deng Chanyu pretended to be confused and struck again, crushing the new head.
Ma Shan wanted to cry but had no tears, he wanted to run, but Deng Chanyu drew a golden circle around him, which is the famous "drawing ground into a prison" of the Taoist school. Ma Shan still had some knowledge and tried twice, knowing that he couldn't escape, so he could only beg earnestly, hoping that this killer would spare him and give him a chance to live.
"Spiritual master! Please spare me!"
"Grandma, I am willing to establish an eternal tablet for you, to pray for your well-being in all four seasons! Please spare the humble servant!"
