Chapter 428: The imperial chariot's personal expedition, Xuandu goes to Mount Sumeru Western Qi Training Ground
Banners cover the sun, and swords and spears are like a forest.
Ji Fa stands on the general platform, with bright armor and a resolute face.
He looked at the 100,000 troops arrayed below, and at the young but resolute faces.
There was an indescribable emotion in my heart.
My father is imprisoned, Chaoge is innocent.
All the people in the world have been suffering for a long time.
He Ji Fa wants to defeat Zhou.
We must uphold justice for heaven and punish the people for their sins.
To restore peace to the world.
"Master Jiang."
Ji Fa spoke with a deep voice.
Jiang Ziya stood beside him, wearing gray robes and a calm face.
"I'm here."
Ji Fa looked at him, word by word.
"Western Qi raises troops to attack Chaoge."
"Master Jiang is the commander-in-chief, commanding the three armies."
"Is it possible?"
Jiang Ziya is silent.
He looked at Ji Fa, at that resolute but expectant face.
Thoughts are spinning in my mind.
Raise troops.
Defeat Zhou.
Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, officially opened.
He, Jiang Ziya, is the one who deserves the disaster.
He is the person in charge of Investiture of the Gods.
He is the one who can save someone if he can.
"My lord, I obey the order."
Jiang Ziya knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
The sound shook Training Ground, and a hundred thousand troops knelt down in unison.
"Destroy Zhou!"
"Destroy Zhou!"
"Destroy Zhou!"
The sound shook Nine Heavens, and the waves rolled back.
Ji Fa raised his hand and the army stopped.
He drew his sword and pointed it straight to the east.
"Go to war!"
The two words fell, like an edict from heaven and earth.
One hundred thousand troops marched out in unison.
The earth trembled and the wind and clouds changed color.
Chaoge Royal Palace Great Hall
Di Xin is sitting on the dragon chair, with the emperor's robe hanging down and his crown towering.
Below, the ministers are arranged on both sides.
Civil servants and military generals all occupy their respective positions.
The atmosphere in the palace was as solemn as iron.
Wen Zhong stood in the hall, with divine light looming in his three eyes.
He bowed slightly and spoke in a low voice.
"Your Majesty, Western Qi raise troops."
"Ji Fa worships Jiang Ziya as commander, leads an army of 100,000, and marches eastward Chaoge."
"The vanguard has arrived at Sishui Pass, and the troops will be approaching the city soon."
The sound fell and there was an uproar in the palace.
The ministers looked pale and whispered among themselves.
Some people suggested suing for peace, some advocated holding on, and some suggested moving the capital.
Noisy and noisy, unable to agree.
Di Xin looked at the noisy ministers with cold eyes.
"That's enough."
Two characters fall, such as Eternal Ice.
There was a sudden silence in the palace.
The ministers knelt down and trembled.
Di Xin stood up and stood in front of the dragon chair with his hands behind his back.
The emperor's robes are hanging down, and his crown is majestic.
He raised his eyes and looked outside the palace.
Looking to the west.
That's the direction from which the Western Qi army is invading.
"Western Qi is rebellious and violating our business territory."
"I, the imperial charioteer, will conduct the expedition myself."
The sound fell like thunder.
The ministers looked up, their eyes filled with disbelief.
A personal expedition?
Your Majesty wants to go out in person?
Wen Zhong took a step forward, light flashing in his three eyes.
"Your Majesty No!"
"Your Majesty is the lord of ten thousand times, how can he come to the battlefield lightly?"
"I am willing to be the commander and lead the army to fight."
"We must repel Western Qi and protect Shang Dynasty's country."
Di Xin looked at him with calm eyes.
"Grand Preceptor Wen, you are old."
The five characters fell like drums at dusk and bells at dawn.
Wen Zhong was shocked all over.
He looked at Di Xin, looking at that resolute but determined face.
There was an indescribable emotion in my heart.
Your Majesty said he is old.
Yes.
He is old.
Practice for tens of thousands of yuan, Daluo Golden Immortal.
But in front of Sage, he is just an ant.
In front of the Western Qi army, it is nothing but a mantis trying to act like a chariot.
He is old.
Can't beat it anymore.
It's time to give way.
"Your Majesty."
Wen Zhong knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily.
"I am old."
"Kechen's heart never grows old."
"I am willing to be a pioneer and open the way for Your Majesty."
"Even if you die on the battlefield, you will never frown."
Di Xin looked at him, silent.
A long time.
He nodded slowly.
"Okay."
"Grand Preceptor Wen is the vanguard and leads the army first."
"I will personally lead the army and will arrive soon."
"I want Western Qi to be rebellious and know about it."
"Shang Dynasty, you are not someone to be bullied."
"Di Xin, you are not someone to be trifled with."
The sound falls like the clanging of gold and stone.
The ministers knelt down and the mountains shouted long live.
"Long live Your Majesty!"
"Long live Your Majesty!"
"Long live Your Majesty!"
The sound shook the palace for a long time.
Di Xin raised his eyes and looked outside the hall.
Looking towards the direction of the post house.
"Fellow Daoist Kong Xuan."
He spoke in a low voice.
"My imperial commander will personally conduct the expedition, and Chaoge will be entrusted to you."
The sound fell and returned to nothingness.
Western Mount Sumeru
The dusk is dark and the golden light is dim.
By Eight Treasures Merit Pool, the lotus flowers are withered and the water in the pool is turbid.
Since Jieyin Zhunti was suppressed by Taotie over Emperor Ku Tribe, Western Sect has become worse day by day.
Most of the disciples have dispersed, and their luck has dropped by 30%.
Even the few remaining direct descendants were in fear all day long.
Afraid of the sudden whim of the man in green, he suppressed them as well.
Jieyin was sitting cross-legged by the pool, with golden light all over his body.
The face that had shown compassion to the Billions of Yuan Society was full of exhaustion at the moment.
Dao Ancestor Hongjun came forward, and the two of them were released by Taotie, and he has been practicing here since then.
It's not retreat, it's hiding.
To hide from the eyes of the world, to hide from the Great Wilderness comments, to hide from the humiliation that made him feel ashamed.
Zhunti sat beside him, lowered his head and said nothing.
On that thin face, there was no longer the high-spiritedness of the past.
Only defeat.
There is only despair.
There is only the helplessness of having to accept fate.
"Senior brother."
Zhunti opened his mouth, his voice hoarse.
"Western Qi is raising troops."
Jieyin nodded.
"Know."
"Jiang Ziya is the commander, Ji Fa is the leader, and a hundred thousand troops march eastward Chaoge."
"Investiture of the Gods Tribulation, officially opened."
Zhunti raised his head and looked at him.
The depths of those cloudy eyes were full of complexity.
"Brother, who can win this disaster?"
Jieyin Silence.
He looked at the turbid water in the pool and the withered lotus.
A long time.
He spoke slowly.
"I don't know."
"But I know that no matter who wins, Western Sect loses."
Zhunti was shocked all over.
He looked at Jieyin, looking at the tired but sober face.
A bone-chilling chill surged through my heart.
Senior brother is right.
No matter who wins, Western Sect loses.
Interception Sect won, Xuandu will not let them go.
Chan Sect won, Yuanshi will not share their share of the pie.
Even if Dao Ancestor Hongjun wins, they are just pawns.
When you're done using it, throw it away.
"Senior brother..."
Zhunti spoke, his voice trembling.
Jieyin raised his hand to interrupt him.
"No need to say more."
"You and I just need to practice here and wait."
"When Investiture of the Gods is over, the same amount of calamity will pass."
"Wait for the man in green to give us an explanation."
Zhunti Silence.
He looked at Jieyin, at those closed eyes.
He lowered his head slowly and stopped talking.
By the pool, silence returns.
Only the withered lotus swayed gently in the wind.
Only the turbid pool water rippled slightly in the dusk.
There are only two golden figures, like two fossils, sitting cross-legged here.
Waiting for the unpredictable future.
Deep in the void.
A Green Clad Figure stands with hands behind its back, hidden in Chaos Qi.
Chaos Bead's brilliance enveloped the whole body, covering up his aura, Karma, and origin.
Even Jieyin Zhunti can't feel it at all.
Xuandu looked at the two figures sitting cross-legged by the pool, looked at the tired face, looked at the gray face.
A smile slowly appeared at the corner of his mouth.
That smile was very cold, like Eternal Ice.
He will not let Investiture of the Gods proceed in the same direction as it originally went.
Yuanshi layouts, Hongjun takes charge, and Jieyin Zhunti takes profit.
Three Teachings immortals are on the list, Jie Sect Myriad Immortals should be robbed.
This is Heavenly Dao's Predetermined Number and cannot be changed.
Even he, Xuandu, cannot reverse it.
But he can change.
Change the variables in the fixed number, change the details in the calamity, and change the timing of Sage's action.
Western Qi raised troops, Chaoge responded.
Twelve Golden Immortals of Chan Sect is in trouble, and Human Sect and Western Sect will not sit idly by.
At that time, Jie Sect Disciples will go into battle and fight with Three Teachings immortals.
Fighting between life and death, everyone depends on their ability.
But what if Jieyin Zhunti doesn't respect martial ethics, uses the big to bully the small, and takes action against Jie Sect Disciples?
Although Kong Xuan is strong, Primordial Origin Golden Immortal is not.
How to stop Heavenly Dao Sage?
Duobao, San Xiao, Wu Dang, Gui Ling, Jin Ling.
Even if they all go into battle, it's just delivering food.
He can't let this happen.
So he wants to completely eliminate all possibilities from the source.