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Chapter 570

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Shang Rong and the others were incredibly excited.

With the current national strength of the Great Shang, they do not know what level it will develop to three hundred years later.

They have all become immortals and can easily live for three thousand years.

In the future, they can reach this prosperous age.

Looking at the excited five, Yin Qi said in a deep voice: "The Martial Hall is opening up territory in the front, and you in the Cabinet must also follow up in time, dispatch officials, establish states and counties, carry out literacy and education, distribute grain seeds and farm tools, and completely incorporate these territories into the Great Shang's rule. Remember, this matter must be handled secretly; for the time being, it is not appropriate to let the outside world know."

Although he also knew that this kind of thing could not be hidden for long.

But if it can be hidden for a while, then drag it out for a while.

With the "Innate Stage" number, as long as there are sufficient resources, it can continuously produce various immortal medicines and warships to strengthen national power.

Although Shang Rong and the others were puzzled as to why such an inspiring thing had to be hidden.

But since Yin Qi did not explain, they could only nod.

"Yes, Great King!"

"Hmm, you all go down."

"Your subjects take their leave."

Shang Rong and the others had just left when an attendant hurried in: "Great King, outside the palace there is a Daoist who calls himself Yunzhongzi, a practitioner from Mount Zhongnan, who wishes to see you."

"Yunzhongzi!"

Yin Qi raised his brows; this is a blessed immortal of virtue.

Yunzhongzi is a direct disciple of Yuanshi Tianzun; although he is not one of the Twelve Golden Immortals, his cultivation is not weak at all, and his character is noble, unlike other Chan Sect disciples who are high and mighty and look down on everyone.

This time Yunzhongzi came, probably because of the matter of Hu Xian'er.

"Invite him into the palace, to the Taiye Pool."

Yin Qi said.

Perhaps, he could obtain some secrets related to the Investiture of the Gods from Yunzhongzi's mouth.

Yuanshi Tianzun pushed hard for the Investiture of the Gods; he did not know if Yunzhongzi knew that the Yin-Shang was his master's sacrificial offering.

If he didn't know, then that was fine.

But if he knew, then the situation would be interesting.

……

Mount Zhongnan is located northwest of Zhaoge, about thirty thousand miles away.

On this day, Yunzhongzi finished several years of cultivation; he walked out of the cave dwelling, prepared to pick some herbs to refine pills, and accidentally looked toward the southwest, only to see a hundred-zhang Xuan Bird soaring between heaven and earth at the end of his vision.

This Xuan Bird is naturally the national fortune of the Yin-Shang.

The heavenly fate Xuan Bird descends to give birth to the Shang.

In a certain sense, the Yin-Shang imperial family possesses the Xuan Bird bloodline.

"Eh, it has only been seven years; how has the Yin-Shang national fortune increased so much, with signs of a revival?"

Yunzhongzi was secretly shocked.

Mount Zhongnan is located in the ancestral land of the human race, and it is not very far from Zhaoge, so he often observes the Yin-Shang national fortune and occasionally goes down the mountain to treat the people, possessing a heart of compassion.

It is just that seven years ago, he clearly remembered that although the Yin-Shang national fortune was still prosperous, it already had signs of defeat.

But now.

It is actually so prosperous and full of vitality.

Those who didn't know would think this was the sign of national fortune at the beginning of the founding.

For mortals, seven years is very long.

But for a Golden Immortal, seven years is just sitting in meditation.

Although he did not know the reason, seeing that the Yin-Shang had signs of a revival, Yunzhongzi was still very happy, because the Yin-Shang is prosperous, and the people can also live a good life.

"Wait, why is there demonic aura soaring to the sky in the imperial palace?"

Yunzhongzi's eyes narrowed.

He hurriedly pinched his fingers to calculate, only to discover that a demon had sneaked into the harem.

As for Xiao Yanzhi, he did not see it, because Yuanshi Tianzun had hidden her aura and heavenly secrets.

Unlike Nuwa, who only gave Hu Xian'er a command.

From this, it can be seen that in terms of ability to handle affairs, Nuwa is far inferior to Yuanshi Tianzun.

Of course, it could also be that Nuwa was too conceited, thinking that the Yin-Shang was just a mortal imperial dynasty that could be manipulated at will.

In fact, Hu Xian'er's aura was already very hidden, and even Wen Zhong had not discovered it.

But Yunzhongzi is a Golden Immortal, far from what Wen Zhong can compare to.

"A demon woman entered the palace to seduce the monarch; she truly deserves to die."

Yunzhongzi's eyes turned cold.

He walked to an ancient pine, broke off a branch, and then wiped his fingers into a sword on the branch, and the original branch turned into a wooden sword.

This wooden sword looked plain and unremarkable, but it contained the supreme power to suppress demons.

It was harmless to mortals and cultivators, and only harmed the Demon Race.

……

"This is Zhaoge!?"

Yunzhongzi walked on the street, having a feeling of being separated by a lifetime.

He would go down the mountain to walk every ten years or so; the last time he came to Zhaoge was shortly after Di Yi ascended the throne; at that time, although Zhaoge was prosperous, it was only a facade, and the people in the city were not only poor but also had a large number of beggars.

In his thinking, this human world would hardly change in ten or a hundred years, and it had been like this for tens of thousands of years.

But it has only been how many years, and Zhaoge has completely changed its appearance.

The low wooden buildings of the past were all replaced by tall reinforced concrete buildings, generally seven or eight stories high, and there were quite a few buildings over ten stories high.

On both sides of the wide streets, two rows of greening trees were planted, as well as street lamps.

Strange iron shells drove in an orderly manner, and people were actually sitting inside; they didn't need horses to pull them, but he swept with his immortal sense and understood the trick—they were actually driven by spirit stones to operate the arrays.

This kind of artifact refining means was naturally crude in his eyes, but it gave people a refreshing feeling.

The pedestrians on the street were not wearing silk and satin, but high-quality cotton clothes; everyone's eyes were clear and bright, carrying a kind of positive belief, and beggars could not be seen at all.

Not only that, he also discovered that these ordinary people seemed to practice martial arts.

Everyone was strong and powerful, walking like the wind.

The shops on both sides sold all kinds of novel items, all of which he had never heard of.

Things like spirit stone lamps, fans, air conditioners, bicycles, etc.

Yunzhongzi marveled; this Di Qi is truly a figure like the ancient sages, actually governing the world so well.

No wonder the Yin-Shang has signs of a revival, with national fortune like cooking oil with fire.

Such a wise and sage monarch—and yet a demon woman wants to seduce the monarch; the killing intent in his heart grew even stronger.

In the final analysis, he is also a human, and an innate human, having experienced the most difficult years of the human race, so he naturally hopes that the human race can develop better and better.

Soon, he arrived in front of the imperial palace.

"Who goes there?"

A guard at the gate shouted sharply, blocking Yunzhongzi: "The imperial palace is a restricted area; Daoist, retreat quickly!"

As the Forbidden Guard guarding the imperial palace, they are the face of the royal family, so they all obtained evolution fluid, possessed Heaven Realm cultivation, and were bestowed with top-tier divine arts, possessing extremely strong combat power.

Below the Earth Immortal realm, they fear no one.

Yunzhongzi's eyes flashed with essence, secretly surprised.

These guards at the gate were actually all Heaven Realm martial artists.

You must know that before this, as far as he knew, there were actually not many Heaven Realm martial artists in all of Zhaoge.

Facing the guard's reprimand, he was not angry, smiled slightly, and bowed: "The outsider Yunzhongzi from Mount Zhongnan wishes to see the Human Emperor; I hope the General will pass on the message."

The guard's expression was cold; he sized up Yunzhongzi and found that this person's aura was unfathomable, so he also felt awe.

"Good!"

He nodded, took out his identity plate, and contacted the Duzhijian.

This identity plate has been popularized among court officials and generals to facilitate contact, and at the same time, many nobles and wealthy people among the people have also purchased them, making them very popular.

However, it is no longer called an identity plate, but "Feixun."

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