The internal rights of the Zhou dynasty were still stable. Ji Fa had no children, and this was not a big problem. What was a real issue was that he had so many brothers, seventy or eighty of them waiting in line, there were certainly no shortage of successors. The problem with Zhou was not whether he had sons, but that he had too many potential heirs.
If Ji Fa never had a son, it would actually be a good thing for his many younger brothers.
Deng Chanyu closed herself up for three days. She had only suffered minor injuries, and after her injuries healed, she practiced her Mu Xing Qing Guang. The entrance to this spiritual light was still far away, and she felt that this seclusion had no meaning. So she came out directly.
Upon her emergence from seclusion, Nuwa also concluded her own retreat.
Facing the complicated look in Qingluan's eyes, Nuwa spoke with great assurance. I am not slacking on my cultivation efforts. It is just that I fear something may happen to my only disciple. The Honghuang is so dangerous now, look around, there are dangers everywhere. That Bloody River Array looks terrifying just by looking at it. I have to keep an eye on it.
Let the cultivation matters be left to the Mother of Lishan! She loves to cultivate!
Qingluan dryly laughed, "Yes, yes, yes!"
Deng Chanyu's reaction was exactly as Nuwa had anticipated. She was quite indifferent about Yun Xiao still being in seclusion. Three big little girls were eating free food at her place, which slightly annoyed her. She made a heavy mark on the small black notebook, preparing to find Zhang Gongming for reimbursement later. Upon hearing about the existence of the Bloody River Array, she immediately became tense.
Worried about the danger facing the Underworld, she couldn't spare the time to worry about the matter of eating for free, and hurried off immediately.
Nuwa was very satisfied. This wasn't because she wanted to eat the fruit, but because her disciple had gone over there, and she worried about her disciple, so she just happened to take a glance or two.
The Jihe in the Underworld is completely different from the Jihe on Mount Emei.
The temperament, or aura, is distinctly different.
Numerous ghosts and officials bowed low and took small steps, presenting various documents for Yama King to examine.
The Hall of King Yuan was quiet and solemn. Deng Chanyu stood at the door, glancing around for a moment, but dare not go in.
Seeing her looking around outside the hall, Daji stretched out her hand and pointed. Deng Chanyu glanced left and right, wondering what it could be. She turned back just in time to lock eyes with the white dog Di Ting.
Is there something I need to do?
Fifteen minutes later, she walked her dog Di Ting outside the Hall of King Yuan.
The magistrate Lu Pan, who was very familiar with her, also sent over a frisbee and bones that Di Ting liked. Besides walking the dog, she played with Di Ting for a while as well.
Another hour passed before she was summoned to see the King of Yama.
"Beloved, what do you wish to report to me?" Jihe sat in the grand hall of Qin Guang Wang, exuding an aura of authority and solemnity.
Deng Chanyu: "?"
"When I was on Mount Emei, this was my line?" Deng Chanyu said.
This kind of role-playing is actually quite interesting. She was a bit itching to try it, but the eerie environment really dampened her enthusiasm.
As she saw her enthusiasm slightly wane, Jihe extended her tongue and licked her own lips. From the inside out, she exuded a captivating and lazy aura.
When Deng Chanyu was about to pounce and act out her primal instincts, she turned serious and stern.
"Don't run away, I'll use the iron collar on you now! Let you see the power of the Deng family's discipline!" The person in question let out a menacing remark.
Half an hour later.
They began to discuss serious matters.
