Feng Shen: I, Bo Yi Kao, will never be the Emperor Ziwei!

Chapter 13 Jiang Ziya goes down the mountain again
Kunlun Mountains.

"Brother, don't run away!"

Shen Gongbao ran all over the mountain with a knife in his hand, his smile was wanton and ferocious, and his whole body was indescribably happy. Obviously, this time has been very nourishing.

Turning the path, a Taoist priest in white robes was running wildly, turning his head from time to time, and saw Shen Gongbao chasing after him with a bloody knife in his hand.

"Don't come here!!"

"Brother, I found you!"

Shen Gongbao did not forget to use a light-weight spell, and he caught up with Jiang Ziya in one step of tens of feet.
"what?"

The unfamiliar hand feeling made him realize something was wrong, and when he looked up, Jiang Ziya's body was standing upright on the spot, all up and down, but his neck was empty.

"Junior Brother, I have learned! I have learned!"

There was a cry from above, and Jiang Ziya's solitary head was floating in the air, weeping with joy.

In the past two months, his head has been cut off nearly ten thousand times! ! !

Now blessed to the soul, I finally learned this spell!
"It's such a pity." Shen Gongbao expressed disappointment on his face, and reluctantly put away the big knife. This knife will be the most precious collection in his future, not one of them.

Because this represents his only happy time on Kunlun Mountain.

Jiang Ziya's head returned to its place, and when he heard Shen Gongbao whispering, his face darkened instantly: "Junior Brother, what did you say?"

"Ahem, Pindao said congratulations, senior brother. Next time, if you want to practice spells quickly, you can still come to me."

Shen Gongbao winked and blurred the matter.

"I won't have to bother my junior brother in the future." Nanji Xianweng came from a distance, holding on to his crutches, his face was flushed, and he seemed to know that he was in a good mood.

"I have seen Brother Antarctic."

"Brother!"

"Good! Good! Good!"

Nanji Xianweng came to the two, but his eyes kept wandering around Jiang Ziya, as if he didn't see Shen Gongbao at all.

Shen Gongbao had a sullen expression on his face, his fists were clenched and then loosened, and he stood quietly aside.

"It seems that junior brother is recovering well." Nanji Xianweng said with a smile.

"Senior brother is right, it just gets used to the head falling and falling."

Jiang Ziya stretched out his hand as he spoke, his head automatically fell into his hand, and he was still able to breathe and speak.

"That's good, then it's time to let Junior Brother go down the mountain to assist Mingjun!"

Only then did the Antarctic fairy explain his intention.

The smile on Jiang Ziya's face froze instantly: "Brother, this, I, Xiqi..."

"Huh?" Nanji Xianweng looked at him.

"Ugh!"

Jiang Ziya sighed heavily, and said with a bitter face: "Xiqi regards me as a demon, and sent people to beat me to death, even torn my body into pieces, burned my body with fire, and scattered my bones and ashes!

Brother, I really can't bear this bad breath! "

"Junior Brother Ziya." Nanji Xianweng frowned, wanting to get angry, but when he thought of Jiang Ziya's identity, he couldn't show his brother's airs.

I could only be patient and persuaded with good words: "Junior brother, my teaching is the teaching of saints, where the righteous way of the immortal family is, and is deeply loved by heaven!"

"You are born to respond to disasters, and you should be in charge of the disasters to bring order out of the chaos, and you will have great luck. All the karma that blesses you will have retribution!"

"Some time ago, your brother Yun Zhongzi came to drink tea with me, but he brought back a piece of news."

"What news?" Jiang Ziya looked forward to it.

Shen Gongbao also secretly pricked up his ears. If Jiang Ziya didn't go to Xiqi, he might be able to reluctantly go for him.

"Then Xibohou Jichang, he still has a few years to live, and he can even die."

Seeing Jiang Ziya hooked his head and listened carefully, Nanji Xianweng didn't hold back anymore, and told Ji Chang's tragic situation lightly.

"This this……"

Jiang Ziya took a few steps back, shook his head and said, "What a poisonous thought! What a cruel method! What an unreasonable retribution..."

"Junior Brother, be careful!" Nanji Xianweng cast a shutting spell, making Jiang Ziya swallow the rest of the words abruptly.

"Mmm! Mmmm!"

Jiang Ziya gesticulated and drew with his fingers, but finally fell to the ground, tears streaming down his face silently.

Xibo Hou Jichang was known as a sage, and he saw that Xiqi was also a place where the first-class people in the world lived and worked in peace.

But why did the retribution happen to him?
"Junior brother, this drink and peck are all determined by destiny." Nanji Xianweng stepped forward helplessly, comforting in a soft voice: "Xiqi doesn't respect saints, and doesn't follow the destiny. It's really normal for this calamity to happen."

"Hmm." Jiang Ziya was still indignant, but he also understood in his heart that death is like a lamp going out, and it is useless to say more.

The first priority is what he can do.

"Brother Nanji, if Jiang Ziya doesn't go, I, Shen Gongbao, will go!" Shen Gongbao, who had been watching, seized the opportunity.

"Shen Gongbao, why are you still here?" Nanji Xianweng pretended to be surprised.

"Hmph!" Shen Gongbao's complexion was as dark as the bottom of a pot in a blink of an eye. He was treated differently and despised again and again.

Call me Junior Brother Shen when it’s useful, and Gongbao Shen when it’s useless, that damned protruding guy!

Lao Tzu's surname is "Shen Gong"!
"Junior Brother Ziya, if you don't want to go to Xiqi and let heaven and earth mistakenly think that you are still dissatisfied with Xiqi, then Xiqi will be punished again!"

The Antarctic fairy caught the only kindness left in Jiang Ziya's heart, and said lightly:
"Junior brother, you don't want to make Xiqi's life miserable because of yourself, do you?"

"No! No no!"

Jiang Ziya stood up suddenly, dancing excitedly.

"Oh, I forgot." Nanji Xianweng suddenly realized, slapped his forehead, and solved the spell in Jiang Ziya's mouth.

"Go! Brother! Can't I go!"

.........

Xiqi, Xibohou Mansion.

After that night of shock, Bo Yikao was still as usual, dealing with Xiqi's internal affairs, practicing martial arts and beating himself up.

In the school grounds, Nangong Shi, who was more than half recovered from his injuries, was still complaining:

"My lord, it is enough for Xiqi to have generals like me, why bother to recruit those messy strangers?

Now, the entire Xiqi City is full of smog, and the people are complaining even more. "

Bo Yikao slowly recuperated his skills, his whole body burst into crackling sounds, vigorous energy and blood poured into his belly like swallows returning to their nests, a gleam of fire seemed to be lit, and disappeared in a flash.

In just two months, he has almost touched the threshold of the third level of martial arts, the melting pot level, and his progress is not unpleasant.

After doing all this, Bo Yikao opened his eyes and asked:

"Is it possible for General Nangong to recognize evil spirits?"

"No, no..."

"Maybe General Nangong recalls his soul? Bringing the dead back to life?"

"The last general..."

"Maybe General Nangong spread the clouds and rain? Bless the harvest?"

"The last general..."

Nangong Shi asked three questions, his face flushed red with embarrassment, and he wished to find a crack in the ground and get in immediately, so as not to continue to embarrass himself.

At this time, a hand was placed on his shoulder, and he patted lightly:
"The way to govern a country is nothing more than performing its own duties.

Generals only need to fight on the battlefield and defend their home and country..."

(End of this chapter)