PFC Chapter 316 The Taoist Assigns a Task
Chapter 316 The Taoist Assigns a Task
The ruler of Rong State began to think, knowing that his country would be destroyed and that he would probably die of illness before the country was destroyed.
He walked into the national treasury in person and took out an vine cane. It looked a bit old, but still green and covered with green leaves, as if it had just been picked.
This is the treasure that protects the country of Rong State, and it was personally awarded by Emperor Yi of the Shang Dynasty. It is also thanks to this treasure that the small country of Rong State has waited for turning points again and again.
Although I know that this is a supreme treasure, it has been so long that even if there is luck on it, it cannot be suppressed.
He knelt in front of the green vine crutch and kowtowed three times earnestly before wrapping it with yellow silk cloth.
"Master, this is the national treasure of our Rong country. It is said to be the walking stick used by the ancient Emperor Shennong. It has great merits."
"I present this to you, Immortal. Please give me some advice."
When the yellow silk cloth was opened, a strong medicinal aroma immediately wafted through the room, making one feel refreshed and their sea of consciousness active, as if one had just taken a tablet of seventh-level enlightenment tea.
There were wisps of merit wrapped around it, or to be precise, two wisps of merit. He had once used a wisp of merit to bless himself, so he naturally knew its efficacy and function.
The most delightful thing is that there is a very strong aura of the human race on it, just like gold wrapped in jade. Both gold and jade are precious and rare.
Let me put it this way, if it weren't for the Conferred God War, this wisp of human luck would be enough to support the birth of a human king in Half-God Dynasty.
It is estimated that Emperor Yi calculated something in the past, or he was worried about his son Emperor Xin, so he passed this treasure of human destiny to Yin You.
It is covered by his merits, so he cannot see it even if he does not hold it in his hands personally.
Zhang Song sighed: "It seems that the God King Di Yi already knew that the country was in great trouble, so he agreed to enfeoff you kings. I wonder if there were other kings who enfeoffed the sons of royal relatives like you back then."
"There is also Yin Weizi, who established the State of Song near Xiqi." Yin You sighed. The State of Song was much stronger than the State of Rong. There were three human immortal warriors and five masters. It was heard that Xiqi promised that as long as Yin Weizi surrendered, he could retain his country, but he had to follow the Zhou rituals.
Yin You enviously told what he knew.
Zhang Song was certain that Yin Weizi must have a human luck weapon in his hand, the quality of which was even higher than the green vine crutch, so King Wu of Zhou did not dare to act rashly.
Yin Weizi held a grand banquet and invited Zhang Song and Tianfei to sit in the main seats. He himself stood respectfully outside, holding a wine jug in both hands.
Zhang Song didn't have the habit of letting an old man pour wine for him while standing, not to mention that he was the ruler of a country and he didn't want to bear inexplicable bad luck.
"There are two options. One is to surrender directly. You can still keep your position as a minister. Although you won't be the ruler, it won't be much different." Zhang Song said affirmatively: "I have a longevity liquid. One drop can extend your life by thirty years."
“Then…” Yin You’s eyes lit up.
"The emperor can take one drop, the nobles can take two drops, and ordinary mortals can take three drops."
No matter how much he takes, Zhang Song will be entangled in cause and effect and be watched by the Heavenly Dao. Of course, if someone around him needs it, he can use some means to take up to ten drops, such as his eldest sister.
"What about the other one?"
"You are on the Conferred God List with your bloodline, plus Jiang Ziya, who was conferred the title of God in the main city, was born in the Yin Dynasty, so your status will not be low. Of course, you have to use some tricks."
Yin You nodded, not surprised. Zhang Guifang and he had a very close relationship and she had made various suggestions to him a long time ago. However, his greatest wish was to become a god in the flesh like Zhang Guifang.
If he died before being deified, the risk would be too great. Who knows if something unexpected would happen after his death.
Zhang Song knew what he was thinking and said, "I can arrange for a True Lord to get you on the list, don't worry."
"Yes……"
Zhu Ye was staring at Zhang Song blankly when he heard, "I'll ask my Taoist companion to take you to work personally."
Yin You: ...
Father-in-law Zhang Guifang was a little unwilling to give up, and asked tentatively: "Is there really no chance? I feel I can still kill a few more Zhou generals."
"We have already attracted Yang Jian and Li Nezha, so we don't know who will come next."
Zhang Qingying knew that his father was very proud and would never surrender, so he reminded him loudly: "Father, Yang Jian is the leader of the third generation of disciples of the Chan Sect, and Li Nezha is also a powerful person. Even if they join forces, they can't beat you. They are more powerful than most gods."
"Haha, hahahaha." Zhang Guifang laughed loudly. This is also the thing she is most proud of.
Even a king like Yin You couldn't keep his body, so what regrets should I have for having the choices I have now?
Zhang Song said seriously: "I will give Uncle Zhang two amulets, I think they will be of some use."
Qiu Yueniang nodded, "Those people in the Chan Sect are scared of you bullying them. I heard from my father and others that many people have asked Lu Ya Sanxian to worship you to death."
"Really?" Zhang Song was not surprised but happy.
Several women couldn't help but giggle. They knew the existence of the Immortal Palace. If Lu Ya really dared to take action, he would probably end up killing himself.
……
After staying for a day, everyone boarded the flying boat under the reluctant gaze of the Lord of Rong State.
When they came to the East China Sea again, they saw an extremely desolate place with wild beasts roaming everywhere. There were dragons fighting for territory, and there were also some tigers and sea kings devouring each other to grab opportunities.
When they saw the flying boat slowly passing by, they were so scared that they dared not make a sound and crashed directly into the water; some simply lay prone on the ground.
Zhang Song chuckled and said, "Next time we go out to play, we'll take the tower ship, which is about to be repaired and renovated."
Everyone's eyes lit up. Li Chuanzong was really daring. It was only because he was hiding in the merchant camp that Ban Xun dared to be angry but not to chase him.
"Isn't that palace too luxurious?" Mu Jin was a little worried. Wealth should not be exposed to the public. That flying boat is equivalent to a flying fairy stone mountain. Any piece of wood dropped from it would be top-grade fairy material.
Zhang Qingying stood on the deck, very proud: "I want to see who dares to touch our Lingjiu Mountain Palace."
Mu Jin thought about it and laughed. Zhang Song is the Buddha of the Western religion, and this time he will be deified, so he will probably be able to occupy a front position in the heaven. He and others are also True Lords, which is enough for them to sweep across the Black Turtle Continent.
The flying boat slowly landed on Sanxian Island, and we saw Huang Shiqi setting up a large table of wine and food on the beach. Han Zhixian was standing beside him, also smiling and talking.
"Brother Seventeen, your life is so enviable."
"Why are you envious? Why don't we take it slow? I'll be a Buddha and take my whole family on a trip."
Huang Shiqi suddenly remembered that this guy seemed to have several Dharma bodies of the Heavenly Venerate Realm, and a flattering smile immediately appeared on his thin face.
"Brother, you've worked hard on this journey. Look here. These are all your favorite foods. Lilong, your sister-in-law just hunted them herself. They are very nutritious."
Han Zhixian asked everyone to sit down and took out some spiritual fruits and spiritual tea.
Zhang Song took a look and thought, wow, they are all dragon blood foods. This shows how much he loves seafood. But this thing is really nutritious.
He picked up the wine jug, smelled it, and put it aside with some disgust. Under Huang Shiqi's expectant smile, he took out the eighth-level fairy wine.
"A True Lord can drink one cup, but if he drinks more he will get drunk," Zhang Song reminded.
"What's there to be afraid of? I'll just get drunk." Huang Shiqi picked up the amber-colored wine and drank it impatiently. His face flushed instantly and he squinted his eyes in comfort. "Good wine, good wine, haha."