Since You Want BenGong to Serve the Emperor, BenGong Will Do As You Wish
And at this moment…
Zhunti and Sage Jieyin, who had sealed the Emperor NvWa Palace with the power of the Sages to conceal the secrets of heaven, were both stunned.
"Eh? Nuwa's divinity descended to the lower realm? What is he trying to do?"
Zhunti was puzzled. After a series of calculations, he frowned.
'Strange, the six hundred years of national fate has actually not decreased at all. Instead, it has faintly increased…What was going on? Did Nüwa not rise? That's impossible!"
Zhunti couldn't understand.
Because in his plan, he used the identity of Maitreya to avoid the fate of the Human Tribe and confuse the Human King to blaspheme Goddess Nvywa. His purpose was to make Goddess Nvywa angry and overturn the fate of Yinshang.
But now, not only was Nüwa not angry, but she had even shown her divinity to the lower realm.
Most importantly, Yinshang's national fate had actually increased because of this…
Cundi couldn't understand this operation even if he scratched his head.
"Yes, I have to discuss this matter with senior brother, Tai Qing, and Yu Qing.”
Finally, with a thought, Zhunti's vital force disappeared outside Emperor NvWa's Palace.
At the same time…In Nuwa Temple.
All the officials knelt on the ground and Bi Gan took the lead to persuade Emperor Xin to repent and wipe the poem.
But at this moment, Di Xin knew that this was a trap set up by the Saints.
Now that the apotheosis plot had begun, so what if he wiped the poem?
Therefore, he looked at the important officials and immediately responded.
"The questions have already been answered. What else can we do? Just ignore him."
"Men, return to the palace…"
As soon as Di Xin spoke, he immediately walked out of the Nuwa Temple.
Seeing Di Xin walk out, Bi Gan and the other ministers looked worried.
As important ministers of Yinshang, they were completely devoted to Great Shang.
Now that Di Xin had written a poem to blaspheme the Holy Mother of the Human Race, they were naturally worried that it would bring disaster to the entire Great Shang Dynasty.
"Sigh, what should we do?”
"How about this? After we return to the palace, we will look for Grand Preceptor Wen. He is an important minister entrusted by the former king and holds the golden whip.”
"At that time, as long as Your Majesty can burn incense and bathe, worship the Holy Mother again, and wipe the poem, perhaps we can salvage the situation.”
Huang Feihu suddenly suggested.
"Hmm? Looking for Grand Preceptor Wen?"
"I'm afraid that this will be very difficult to accomplish in a short period of time. Grand Preceptor Wen is currently in the North Sea to attack the seventy-two vassals led by Yuan Fu. If we find him and delay the war, who will bear the blame of the King?”
Another important official also spoke.
"How about this, after we return to the palace, we will try our best to persuade the king.”
"Also, there have been many natural disasters in the Great Shang Kingdom recently. If we report this matter to the higher-ups and combine it with the King's blasphemy against the gods, it might be able to wake the King up.”
Suddenly, Bi Gan suggested.
"Brother Bigan is indeed born with a heart of seven orifices. This plan is very fast. Combined with the natural disasters in various places, we will let the king know that he has blasphemed the Holy Mother and caused the suffering of the people. He will definitely repent…"
In an instant.
All the ministers present echoed.
Of course.
At this moment, Di Xin was already sitting in the carriage, so he naturally didn't know what the ministers were thinking.
Next…
As the sound of 'returning to the palace' rang out.
The mighty sacrificial procession finally set off from the Human Race's ancestral land and headed toward the capital of Yinshang, Zhaoge.
Along the way, the team was very powerful.
Along the way, many commoners from all over the world came to see the emperor's elegant demeanor.
From time to time, there would be a voice that said,"Long live the king."
Obviously.
It was obvious.
In this era, the prestige of the Human King in the hearts of the people was extremely high.
However, after the end of the apotheosis, the position of the Human King would be reduced to 95.
At that time, the world would no longer have a ruler and a king.
There were only those who were conferred by the heavens.
At this moment.
Sitting in the carriage, Di Xin was not affected by the noise outside.
At this moment, his mind was completely focused on the reward for this mission.
Ancestral Dragon Blood Essence
[Description: This blood essence originates from the Ancestral Dragon. It has the power to make the Dragon Race return to their ancestors. It has an irresistible attraction to the Dragon Race.]
"Hmm? I'm now a Human King, protected by the fate of the Human Race.”
"If you have the power of another race, you will definitely be rejected by the fate of the human race.”
"Moreover... Those Sages seemed to have always been wary of Human Kings cultivating. If I were to borrow the Ancestral Dragon's blood essence to cultivate, those guys would probably not be able to sit still.”
"However, if I use this Ancestral Dragon Blood Essence elsewhere, it might have an unexpected effect.”
Su Ming mumbled, and he instantly thought of the tragic Dragon Tribe.
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