The Yuanshi has no disaster, which is not a false statement.

With one sentence, the thunder of the sky was gone, and Taiyi Zhenren was envious of it.

His master has no limitless cultivation and can even do such a despicable thing.

“Master, then…”

"You don't have to say it, I already know."

Saint Yuanshi waved his hand and stopped his disciple's words: "You have done a little badly in this matter. My junior brother has come to me."

After the words came, a saint came from Kunlun Mountain, the saint Tongtian. Next to him was Shiji, who survived the disaster.

"Senior brother, don't be fine."

The saint Tongtian gave a tribute to the Saint Yuanshi when he met him.

"Junior brother, you are here."

After receiving this gift, Saint Yuanshi asked Saint Tongtian to sit down.

"Senior Brother, I believe that Senior Brother has already known what happened just now. Your disciple will beat my disciple to death if you have a disagreement. Your disciple will beat my disciple to death if you have a disagreement. How will this matter be settled?"

After the saint Tongtian bowed, he made a spontaneous attack.

"Junior brother, my disciple, has committed suicide just now. Could it be that my junior brother wants him to die again?"

Saint Yuanshi shook his head and said to Saint Tongtian: "As for me, it may not be a bad thing to intervene with you and my disciples, so as not to be arrogant and not knowing that the sky is high and the earth is rich."

The Saint Tongtian had not spoken yet, and Shi Ji could no longer bear it. She was going to be killed directly by this Taiyi Zhenren. Why did this Saint Yuanshi seem to be a trivial matter?

Immediately, she was about to speak out, but was blocked by the Saint Tongtian.

"Senior brother, right and wrong are all revealed in the long river of time. Why should senior brother protect his own children? The word "senior brother" almost made me, a disciple who was sitting in Huang Ting, die of death."

The Saint Tongtian looked displeased.

"Fate, fate, the river of destiny is constantly turbulent. Although it can be changed, it is not so easy to change without external force. I believe you know what kind of nature your disciple is. This time, I will use this treasure to break this period of cause and effect for my brother."

The Saint Yuanshi spoke indifferently and said something that made Taiyi Zhenren and Shi Ji a little confused, but the Saint Tongtian was thinking.

Before the Saint Tongtian spoke, Saint Yuanshi reached out and picked the nine stars in the sky, refined them into a stone, and arrived in front of Saint Tongtian.

"Stop it, let's stop this."

When the Saint Tongtian saw the stone, he knew that his senior brother had refined the nine stars into a magic weapon, which contained the power of the nine stars. For his disciples, it was a good magic weapon. He had enough sincerity and would no longer bother him.

The justice of his disciples has been considered to be a demand, and if he continues to argue, he will pass it.

"It's Junior Brother Tongtian, that person emperor is so angry with Nuwa. Why is your disciple Wen Zhong still serving the Shang Emperor?"

After the saint Yuanshi ended this period of cause and effect, he asked the saint Tongtian to ask the way.

"Everyone has his own ambitions. He has a close relationship with the Shang Dynasty and is also the Grand Tutor of Shang Dynasty. I don't want to force him."

The Saint Tongtian was silent for a moment and said voicelessly.

"The Saint Nuwa and my teacher, Hongjun, praised each other for their fellow Taoists. The Human Emperor Xin hates the Saint Nuwa. We can take action to punish one or two. Although the punishment is just a small matter. The real big thing is that the Human Emperor Xin builds the Tower of Tongtian and wants to be the Emperor of Heaven!

After a slight pause, the saint Yuanshi continued to speak: "The position of the Emperor of Heaven was established by our teacher, Hongjun, and the teacher did not agree. He could not do it. If he had the ambition of the Emperor of Heaven, he would destroy him. Could it be that you and I would learn from your disciple Wen Zhong in the future and be willing to be the human emperor?"

"Senior brother, didn't he send Jiang Ziya to preside over the great cause of the gods?"

The Saint Tongtian thought for a long time before speaking out.

"Why..."

The saint Yuanshi sighed.

His disciple has a tragic fate and is in a difficult life.

...

Let’s talk about Jiang Ziya who has been away from Kunlun Mountain and has been practicing Taoism for forty years. He realizes that he has no relatives and only a righteous brother is in Chaoge. It’s better to go to him. Thinking of this, he set up a land escape and headed to Chaoge City.

Before he arrived in Chaoge City, he felt an unparalleled pressure coming. The mysterious majesty emitting from Chaoge City was that he, a cultivator in the celestial fairy realm, could not even fly.

In his eyes, the space divine law here is so dense that it is unimaginable. Even the Golden Immortal wants to fly in Chaoge City, it is impossible.

He was shocked in his heart, shocked by the power of Chaoge City, but he was not too panicked.

He is a real human race. Now that he comes to this human emperor capital, what's so scary?

Jiang Ziya was not there, so he walked away. He walked all the way to Songjiazhuang and said to the doorman: "Go to report to your master, and the old friend Jiang Ziya is here to visit."

Song Yiren was settled the score. When he heard that Jiang Ziya was coming, he was shocked and put on a pair of shoes randomly. He hurriedly came out. Seeing that it was really him, he stepped forward and grabbed his hand and asked, "Brother, where have you been there for decades?"

Jiang Ziya sighed: "I thought I could become an immortal, but I didn't want the fate to be shallow. Now I have spent 40 years of time, so now I can only come to my brother to join me."

Song Yiren held a banquet and had a long chat with Jiang Ziya. The two of them chatted and laughed endlessly.

Song Yiren said: "Ziya, what have you learned after practicing Taoism for forty years?"

Jiang Ziya said: "Please carry water, water pine trees, plant peaches, burn fire, and refine elixirs."

Song Yiren laughed in his heart. It turned out that he had been a coolie for 40 years. He just didn't say anything on his face and said, "Since my brother is back, do you think he will not leave?"

Jiang Ziya said: "Yes, I have never achieved success in my life, so I came to join my brother."

Song Yiren is kind-hearted. Although he looked down on this brother who wanted to become an immortal, he said to him, "Ziya, the ancients said: There are three unfilial things, and no descendants are the greatest. You and my brothers are in the same place. Brothers, I can't bear to break up your Jiang family. I will tell you about marriage and give birth to a son and half a daughter, so you won't be left with no successor to your Jiang family."

Jiang Ziya didn't want to be able to meet the dead tree when she was seventy-two years old, so she said happily: "Brother, do you think this is true?"

Song Yiren nodded: "Of course, take it seriously."

The next day, Song Yiren rode a donkey to Majiazhuang to propose marriage. After discussing with Ma Yuanwai, he gave a betrothal gift for four decimal silver. After the two had a banquet, Song Yiren went home to report the good news to Jiang Ziya.

As soon as he got home, Jiang Ziya came out and Song Yiren smiled and said, "My brother, I'm so happy."

Jiang Ziya said, "What's the big joy? Could it be that some immortal Taoist fellow Taoist is here?"

"Today, I will go to propose marriage to you for your brother, and the other party has already agreed."

Jiang Ziya was overjoyed when she heard this, "Brother, do you think this is true?"

Song Yiren pretended to be unhappy and said, "Will you still lie to you for your brother?"

Hearing Song Yiren's affirmative reply, Jiang Ziya was overjoyed and bowed deeply to Song Yiren: "Brother is so kind, I have no choice but to repay you. Please accept a bow from me."

Song Yiren pretended to be angry and said, "Ziya, why should you and my brothers do this?"

Jiang Ziya laughed: "Brother said very well."

Song Yiren arranged a banquet again, and invited neighbors in front of and behind the village, relatives and friends from all over the village to celebrate the wedding. On the other hand, the Ma family passed by the door and had a wedding banquet, making the couple successful.

It was the fate of heaven that met the marriage, and there was a poem saying: Leaving Kunlun and coming to the imperial country, Ziya married his wife today. He was 68 years old and had two grooms.
Chapter completed!