Chapter 243

Arriving at Chuanshen Port, he waited anxiously for a long time.

The worst-case scenario Zhang Gui had anticipated, "Prince Zhen holding the vicious spirit of destroying if he can't get it, and harming Shen Shijing," did not appear.

At dusk, the White Porcelain Exiled Immortal drove a cloud and descended from the sky.

After the wind and clouds dissipated.

The white clothes on her body fluttered, and the skirt hem spread out like a blooming daisy, truly dazzling.

Even a great man like Zhang Gui, who had experienced countless live-streaming young ladies in his previous life, tempered by the three methods of "plastic surgery, makeup, and beauty filters."

For a moment, he felt his heartbeat accelerate and his mouth and tongue dry.

However, he was, after all, a person who had lived two lives and was knowledgeable, so he quickly calmed down.

He bowed to Shen Shijing gracefully, "Sure enough, Master Shen, your judgment of people is accurate."

"It's not that my judgment is accurate, but that you are biased and gullible."

Shen Shijing replied with a slightly hoarse voice, and then fell silent.

She set off with Zhang Gui toward the Eastern Continent.

A few days later, in the backyard of the Long Hu Ya Men in Zhihai Town.

Zhang Gui, who had pretended to have difficulty scraping together 380,000 taels of gold, finally "settled the money and goods" with Shen Shijing.

Afterward, although it was almost time for dinner, Shen Shijing didn't even have the interest to stay for one more meal and flew away directly.

Zhang Gui gently rubbed the Hanli imperial decree in his hand, using it to leverage the mysterious domain, driving his own divine power to slowly infiltrate Xianrong Island.

Unfortunately, this vast land now has many "masters."

So, despite using all his skills, his divine power could not completely cover Xianrong Island.

"The regime of the Qianji people still exists now.

And they are still a vassal state of the 'Yuan Mountain Empire.'

In this situation, both sides will cause huge obstacles to my occupation of Xianrong Island at the level of the mysterious domain.

But I had already anticipated this.

I was mentally prepared, so it was very easy to accept.

But those bastards of the 'Hanli Four Sects,' how many hands have they sold the junk left by their ancestors to.

This kind of decision that betrays the ancestors, no matter how shameless you are, 'one sect' doing it three or two times, and the 'four sects' adding up to twelve or thirteen times, should be the limit!

But now in the mysterious domain, there are thirty or forty 'dragon and snake struggles' of all sizes, what is going on!"

In a fit of anger, Zhang Gui tore the Hanli imperial decree to shreds.

Anyway, as a contract for transforming the territorial rights of Xianrong Island in the mysterious domain, it was useless once the transformation was completed.

But no matter how depressed he was, he understood that he was the one who made a huge profit from the deal with Shen Shijing.

After all, there is a specialization in the art, at the level of the mysterious domain, using divine power to connect with the power of elemental rules to create an Earthly Divine Kingdom, and then influencing the reality level.

Zhang Gui can be called an expert.

After getting angry, he immediately made the most correct move, starting to transform the accumulated "virtual and real" into divine power and elemental rule power.

Sensing the entire territory of Xianrong Island bit by bit, he found the surviving teenagers.

Then he locked onto those with the lowest status, who were bullied and hated the Qianji nobles so much that they wanted to perish together.

He began to teleport as many as possible to the True Dragon Kingdom.

Because Xianrong Island cannot be considered Zhang Gui's Earthly Divine Kingdom.

In fact, it was entirely due to the advantage of his extraordinary ability attributes that he barely occupied a "share" of more than one-fourth.

Therefore, the consumption of exerting divine power also increased by nearly four times.

Coupled with the fact that the previously accumulated "virtual and real" were all taken by Zhang Gui to move the Fish-Dragon Great Ship.

So now he can only plan slowly.

"The natives on Xianrong Island now have only three million people 'including people and dogs.'

I teleport away tens of thousands every day, I don't believe the Qianji imperial court and the Yuan Mountain Guard Army can endure it and not fight to the death with Prince Zhen's 'temporary imperial residence'!

When the people of Xianrong Island really perish as a nation, then the obstacles of the Qianji imperial court and the Yuan Mountain Empire to me in the mysterious domain...

Hey, whose fleet is that!"

Just as Zhang Gui was thinking about the trick he had just come up with, which was insidious but could be called a brilliant strategy,

he suddenly sensed that countless small turtle-shell boats had broken into Chuanshen Port.

Immediately afterward, several large sailing ships slowly sailed into the berth.

On the ridiculously huge sails, it was written,

"Victory in a hundred battles, one must worship the Eight Desolations Barbarian Bodhisattva" in crimson characters.

At the bow of the leading large ship stood a ten-zhang-long spear, piercing thirty-seven human heads with extremely painful and distorted expressions.

A tall young man wearing a ghost mask, but with a string of Buddhist beads hanging around his neck.

He was not wearing armor but a cassock, looking like a military general and also like a monk, standing next to the spear with his eyes closed.

Waiting quietly until the large ship under his feet stopped steadily and dropped the iron anchor.

He took off the Buddhist beads hanging around his neck and shouted the Buddha's name, "Immeasurable Eight Desolations Barbarian Bodhisattva!"

Suddenly, a phantom image of a huge old man with eight arms, extremely large and round earlobes, smiling with lowered eyes, and a naked body showing fire-red skin,

appeared behind the tall young man.

And this way of appearing immediately reminded Zhang Gui of the "Civet Feng'er" he had already given to Zhen Ciyun,

"This is the troop of the Yingri Kingdom, at this critical moment,

why did that Emperor Naruhito Yōgetsu, who hadn't moved for more than a hundred years, suddenly invade Xianrong Island!"

As the words fell, the phantom image of the eight-armed old man far away at Chuanshen Port suddenly seemed to have a response.

He opened his eyes abruptly and looked forward.

Those pupils seemed to cross the distance of thousands of miles and fixed on Zhang Gui in an instant.

Zhang Gui was startled and instinctively reacted by dissipating his divine power.

And his consciousness returned completely to reality.

At this moment, it just so happened that Auntie Caiyang pushed open the back door of the Yamen in a hurry, and as a result, she saw her big son in a daze at a glance.

She immediately ran over happily,

"Son, you really came back.

Last year for the New Year, you didn't accompany your mother and aunt elders at home to stay up for the New Year, but insisted on going overseas to flatter Prince Zhen.

As a result, you didn't even get to flatter him..."

People, when encountering difficult things.

Even if they are seventy or eighty-year-old emperors and generals, they will involuntarily shout, "Mother."

With Amu coming, chattering, Zhang Gui's horror just now quickly dissipated.

After calming down, he felt that with his current strength, it was difficult to compete with Yingri.

Blindly guessing the thoughts of that "Takamagahara" master, the human divine son of Amaterasu, Emperor Naruhito Yōgetsu, had no meaning.

It was better to be straightforward and "let the soldiers come, let the earth cover."

So he stopped thinking about those things and said to his mother with a smile,

"Amu, last year I didn't accompany you to stay up for the New Year, but don't blame me, it was all that Prince Zhen who had nothing to do and looked for trouble.

He summoned us to be a smokescreen and fight with the Qianji people.

As a result, both sides are now hurt, suffered retribution, and I'm afraid neither will live long..."

"Is Prince Zhen really going to die?"

Saying is saying, laughing is laughing.

Although Prince Zhen's reputation among the Ming Song common people is constantly declining, he is still a resounding figure.

Hearing that he was going to die, Auntie Caiyang couldn't help but be shocked.

Zhang Gui waved his hand dismissively,

"Is it strange that he is going to die?

He was originally a figure who 'ascended to godhood in one step' by borrowing the east wind of a big shot with ulterior motives under his command.

He doesn't have much ability, but his temper is not small.

Dying is just dying."

(End of chapter)