Chapter 1632

The Zhunti sage was deflated by King Zhou, and the more he thought about it, the more angry he became, and the more angry he was, the more he wanted to destroy the Shang Dynasty.

"Little Emperor Xin! Daluo Jinxian's meager cultivation base actually made you hurt the face of this saint! I will definitely not give up on this revenge!"

Zhunti must retaliate, secretly observing Ji Bohou's family.

Besides, Boyi Kao, the son of Ji Bohou, met Su Daji and learned that Su Daji had become a great merchant queen. While his heart was broken, he became autistic, discarding all his previous social interactions and shutting himself up in a dark room all day long. , holding in his hand the little toy Su Daji gave him in the past.

Ji Bohou had a terrible headache, if this continues, Bo Yikao will starve himself to death.

Many attempts to contact and talk with Bo Yi Kao were in vain, and Ji Bohou could only post a notice at the entrance of the mansion, hoping that talented people and strangers could save Bo Yi Kao from the sea of ​​suffering.

The sage Zhunti saw the reward and had a plan in mind.

"Passing the Boyi Examination to make Ji Bohou rebel, and to crown King Zhou with a black hat that smacks his heart, so that he can deal with big merchants in a legitimate way, the list of gods must be filled as soon as possible."

Ever since, the Zhunti sage turned into a fortune teller and entered Ji Bohou's mansion.

In the open main hall, Ji Bohou had a cold and majestic face, with a pair of eagle-like eyes that were extremely sharp, scanning everyone present, most of them dared not look directly at Ji Bohou.

There were only a few people who looked directly at them, and Ji Bohou noticed them.

"Everyone, my son Ji Kao is autistic in the midst of a broken love, and he doesn't think about food and drink all day long. I invite you to come to the house, and I hope that you can help me as the father of a son who loves me. If I succeed, as long as my Ji Bohou takes If it comes out, I promise it!"

Ji Bohou's words made the eyes of those present shine with gold.

"My lord, it's better to start with me." A stranger who was familiar with Ji Bohou said, with a clean family background and living in the city.

"Okay, Wei Ke, if you can get Bo Yi Kao out of the predicament, I will definitely not treat you badly!"

Wei Ke nodded, full of confidence. He studied with a Sanxian, and what he learned was the art of piano, so he had a good relationship with Bo Yikao.

Brothers are in trouble, so naturally only brothers come to rescue them.

five minutes later!

Wei Ke came back frustrated.

"My lord, it's because Wei is incompetent that he can't get into Boyi's exam."

Ji Bohou sighed, waved his hand and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you, go and get three taels of silver."

"You will not be rewarded for your merits, my lord, Wei must retreat first."

The others didn't have Wei Ke's backbone, and they tried to enlighten Bo Yikao one after another, but let alone those who couldn't get in, even if they didn't even reply to Boyi Kao's voice, they couldn't do it by force, after all, this is Ji Bohou Mansion.

Two hours later, seeing Ji Bohou's frowning face, Zhunti's magical fortune teller knew it was time to act.

"Don't you just break up in love, let me try! Brother is a master of emotion!" One person said, first in advance.

Zhunti took a look at the young man in white. He was a mortal. Although he had a good temperament, he couldn't catch his eyes.

Ji Bohou waved his hand and motioned for the young man in white to go, obviously he didn't have any hope.

The young man in white came outside Boyikao's room, looked up to the sky and said straightly: "If you don't want your Daji to suffer, and want to get your Daji back, then Boyikao, you can choose whether to starve to death by autism, or muster up your fighting spirit and fight against Zhou." King competes once."

Inside the house, after a few seconds, Bo Yikao's weak voice came out.

"King Zhou is noble, but he can't pass the test of ordinary people. How can he be..."

"Hehe, Bo Yikao, since you know that you have no ability, what are you doing in a dead end? If I were you, I should go to school and become a person stronger than King Zhou. The dynasty in the world seems to be at its peak. But the secular rights seem so small in this vast world, I am destined to be with you, why don't you follow me to cultivate the Tao."

Although Zhunti was in the main hall of Ji Bohou's mansion, the words of the young man in white came to his ears clearly in Boyikao's mansion.

Zhunti sneered inwardly, saying that he was one of them, he was just an ordinary person, he had no mana at all, and he still called himself this seat, he was really a charlatan.

At this time, Bo Yikao was inside the house, holding in his hand the little toy that Su Daji had given him in the past, the words of the young man in white outside were deeply in his ears.

"Become a person stronger than King Zhou!"

Bo Yikao couldn't help recalling that King Zhou appeared like a heavenly emperor and forced back the mysterious enemy. The terrible coercion made him unable to resist in his soul, and his legs softened and he knelt down. Thinking of Daji's eyes full of stars, adoration, fiery, admiration, and shyness when she looked at King Zhou...

"Yes, I should become a person who stands upright and is stronger than King Zhou!"

Bo Yikao couldn't help but think of the conversation between his mother and some noble ladies in the city.

"Women have always worshiped the strong. Ji Bohou and I, at that time, he saw that I was born in a bad way, and I thought he was handsome and good. Why should a woman ruin herself? Why did the hard-fated love end up suffering herself? ..."

Bo Yikao clenched his palms tightly, his eye sockets were pitch black, and his eyes were as bright as stars in the dark room.

"I can't just go on like this!"

"It's broken!" Zhunti Saint's heart skipped a beat, that boy in white clothes really did.

"Alright, since Boyi has passed the exam and is determined to fight against King Zhou for the sake of Su Daji, and Ji Bohou is bound to break with the Shang Dynasty, then this sage will use your identity as a kid to teach this Boyi himself. Let's take the test."

Zhunti had an idea in his heart that he wanted to teach Boyi Kao to become a talent, and trample King Zhou under his feet, in order to avenge his attack and injury by killing the gods.

This thought is like wildfire starting a prairie fire, and it will grow stronger and stronger, and there is no way to calm it down.

Bo Yikao opened the door, leaned against the door wall weakly, opened his big eyes hard, and looked at the young man in white.

"Your Excellency, can you really make me stronger? Stronger than King Zhou?"

The young man in white held a feather fan and said with a smile: "This world is huge, and there are too many existences stronger than King Zhou, but I have to apologize to you. I am just a mortal and cannot teach you, but I can introduce you to one." Master, this person owed my family kindness back then."

"So, what do you need? Who is that one from?" Bo Yikao's IQ quickly went online, and he was dubious about what the interlocutor said.

"What I need is to wait for my son to become a talent, to be able to kill a prehistoric power for me, and the other one's background, you may have heard of it, he is the Zhunti of the Western Saint."

Boyi Kao heard the words and was extremely shocked. Although he didn't have much idea about the western sage Zhunti, he knew that in the far western land, there was a hidden mountain in the world that only those who were destined could see. There are ancient Buddhas, Bodhisattvas, and Arhats. The west is a place where there are many Buddhist kingdoms, and saints are eternal existences that shine with the sun and the moon and are immortal.

"Sage Zhunti can really teach me?" Bo Yikao was skeptical.

At this time, Zhun mentioned the MMP in his heart, like a cat blowing hair, with a subtle and powerful perception, he carefully judged the origin of the young man in white.

Zhunti didn't understand where he was discovered by a certain existence, maybe it was King Zhou, and it was Yuanshi's trick.

Zhunti knew that he would not be able to accept Bo Yikao as his apprentice to realize his ambition, and he had to start from other aspects if he wanted to break Ji Bohou from the Shang Dynasty.

Zhunti disappeared with a sullen face.

At the same time, Ji Bohou and the others in the main hall have forgotten something, and they have never seen the old man with the fortune teller that Zhunti turned into in their memory.

"Young master, the sage Zhunti will definitely teach you. This is a Buddhist post. As long as you are sincere, face the west and cross the sea of ​​suffering." The white-clothed young man smiled, left the Buddhist post, turned and left.

"Wait! You haven't asked me to help you kill anyone yet!" Bo Yikao shouted.

"When the young master becomes a talent, the person I will face is the one I want to kill."

"King Zhou?" Bo Yikao frowned, and for a moment he had a good impression of the young man in white.

Picking up the Buddhist post, Bo Yikao spread it out to have a look, the golden light appeared in it, and the font was old, but he could understand it.

"Western Lingshan, I, Ji Kao, am going to pay homage to Saint Zhunti as my teacher!"

Bo Yikao resolutely took care of everything, bid farewell to Ji Bohou, and headed towards the west Lingshan.

At this moment, Zhunti descended in front of the young man in white. Under the superb control of the coercion of the saint, he locked on the young man in white. https://www.aishangba.org

The young man in white is the transformation of Xiao Tian's body. At this moment, the actor possessed acting skills, his expression changed drastically, and his eyes were terrified.

"Who are you! I haven't met you before, we have no grudges in the past, and we have no grudges in recent days."

Zhunti Saint's eyes were gloomy, and he sneered: "Don't pretend to be Yuanshi! I can't even read your thoughts. In this world, who else is there besides those few?"

"Zhunti, you are even more shameless." The young man in white sneered, and disintegrated in front of Zhunti, turning into light spots and dissipating.

Zhunti's face was distorted, and his anger and resentment towards Yuanshi deepened.

"What a Yuanshi, stop me from supporting a country! Just wait and see!"

Kunlun, Yuanshi who was meditating suddenly opened his eyes and frowned.

Xiao Tian felt complacent in the Hall of Saint Masters of the Human Race. He just wanted to prolong the calamity to confirm his guess.

Taixu, a mysterious place, Tiandao secretly inspected the four prehistoric continents, the heavens and the world.

"This quasi-promotion is really useless. If it can't be completed within the time limit set by this seat, the Western Saint can change it."

"But this Xiao Tian, ​​it's very comfortable to be the shopkeeper by throwing his hands away, what a bastard!"

Tiandao was a little angry, but when he sensed the hall of the Saint Master of the Human Race, Xiao Tian refused to erect a statue for him by several elders of the Human Race...

"The statue is enough to establish the mother of the human race, Nuwa, the great god. You just need to know that in this world, those who follow the sky will prosper, and those who go against the sky will perish. As monks of our generation, we must uphold an upright and upright heart. Work hard to be yourself, no matter how bad you are, you must be a person who contributes to society and the world..."

Xiao Tian became a teacher of the true meaning of life.

Tiandao was very satisfied with Xiao Tian's good words.

"I have to remind Zhunti, I can't handle such things as the Conferred God List, do you still want to be a saint!"

"Ding! The prehistoric and heavenly perception has disappeared!"

Xiao Tian heaved a sigh of relief, and immediately became complacent.

"Hey, it's not easy to live under someone else's fence. If you want to steal the Great Desolate Way and destroy this guy, you have to be the first. After all, it's easiest for your own people to harm your own people, quack quack!"