Chapter 620 Kong Xuan: I am only seven years old! It is against the law for you to do this...
With so many capable sons, Xibo Hou Jichang's political pressure cannot be said to be great, it can only be said to be almost nonexistent.
Although the eldest son Boyikao has not yet awakened his true spirit, his talents have been unanimously recognized by everyone in Xiqi.
Ji Chang safely handed over the government affairs to him.
The second son Ji Fa was in charge of Xiqi's military strength.
From time to time, troops were sent to the northwest to attack the remaining Qiang forces.
As for the third son, Ji Xian, there is a slight problem with Emperor Haotian's "alarm clock" and he has not yet awakened.
So he was easily fooled by Ji Dan into compiling the "Book of Changes" together.
According to Fuxi's thoughts, the main body of the "Book of Changes" is divided into three parts.
The first part is "Lianshanyi".
Because the clouds coming out of Xiangshan are continuous, starting with the Gen hexagram, they are like a continuous mountain, so it is called Lianshan.
"Lianshan" uses the six qi of the four seasons as the guide for prosperity and decline, the Liujia value talisman as the coordinate for judging good and bad luck, and the three yuan and nine fortunes as the transformation of time and space.
The second part is "Gui Zang Yi".
This part is headed by the Kun hexagram, and everything is returned to the earth. Every image is dominated by "qi"; weather is the return, earth energy is the store, wood energy is the life, wind energy is the movement, fire energy is the growth, and water energy is the growth.
For nurturing, the mountain energy is for stopping, and the metal energy is for killing.
The third volume is named "The Book of Changes"
Starting with the Qian hexagram, it is divided into two parts, the first part has thirty hexagrams, the second part has thirty-four hexagrams, a total of sixty-four hexagrams, each hexagram has six lines, a total of three hundred and eighty-four lines.
The three hundred and eighty-four lines contain the great road of heaven and earth, the ultimate principle of the universe.
It can be said that the compilation of these three scriptures is an extremely huge project.
It is also a great achievement that lays the foundation for the destiny of humanity in Journey to the West for eternity.
Once this work is completed, the qi movement caused by the Tianzhou Dynasty and Shang Dynasty can transition smoothly and will not affect the next stage of the gods' plans.
It can even benefit future generations and shine forever.
For such an achievement, Fuxi, oh no, Ji Chang himself just started it, laid out most of the framework, and then walked away, leaving the rest of the burden to his good sons.
The style of making a cake like this and then sharing it with everyone is very Fengqi!
Ji Chang's trust also made Ji Dan and others feel pain and happiness.
"Oh~~, do I still have to thank him?"
Ji Dan's mood at this time was extremely complicated.
As a great sect that has always been a "negative one", Western sects are also notorious for their lack of merit.
This is not the first time that a Western leader has personally gone out to earn merit.
So Ji Dan was happy to take over the work of organizing the "Book of Changes".
But this identity is really embarrassing.
"Fourth brother, don't worry about this. At least from now on you will be Duke of Zhou, and you will have the title of Yuan Sheng, so you will be much stronger than us."
In the Kun position, Ji Zai with dark circles under his eyes hugged the scriptures and yawned: "But for the sake of merit and luck, it doesn't matter if you call me father twice."
"What does Ji Zai's matter have to do with me, the great elder of the Qilin tribe?"
When did the ancient God of Fun really care about things like dough?
Everyone is keen on changing their vests, isn’t it just because it’s easier to get things done when going out?
Ji Du, who was sitting in the exchange seat, also nodded: "Third brother is right."
"Originally, I wanted to do business, but I accidentally ended up in Xiqi. Fortunately, Taoist friend Fuxi didn't let me down."
"Looking at it now, Xiqi is still pretty good."
Ji Du said: "Once the "Book of Changes" is published, it will be the first of all the scriptures in this world. By then, each of us will be a hero of humanity. Even if we return to the ancient world, we will be favored by the luck of humanity."
Although it's a bit embarrassing to call me dad.
But the merits of luck are really fragrant!
Sitting on the earthquake seat is Ji Zhenduo, the sixth son of King Wen.
Compared with Zhuzi, his demeanor is more calm, the outline of his facial features is deep and three-dimensional, and his eyebrows reveal a firmness and calmness.
At this time, he was not squinting, sitting upright and carving out the hexagrams, and his movements were meticulous.
After hearing the exchanges between the brothers, he also put down his carving knife and said generously: "I didn't expect fellow supervisor Daoist to have such clear ideas!"
Ji Du had a smile on his face. He looked at Ji Zai and Ji Zhenduo: "I didn't expect that fellow Taoist Meng Zhang and fellow Taoist Bai Heng would come."
Among the four supreme beings, apart from the Suzaku Lingguang Divine Lord who guards the southern sky, Qinglong Mengzhang is the more serious one.
I didn't expect him to come too.
As for the Qilin tribe, they rarely show up.
In fact, they have long since recovered after cultivating for countless years, and there are many strong people in the clan.
It's just that Emperor Mo Lin was beaten and autistic during the ancient battle.
So much so that the Qilins, large and small, seldom go out due to its influence, and the whole family is very at home.
It is really a miracle that Great Elder Bai Heng can come.
Feeling Ji Du's gaze, Ji Zai smiled helplessly: "Actually, I can't help it."
"Emperor Mo refused to come after being beaten to death, and Shenglin ran away to Chaoge again."
"For such a big event as resurrecting the ancestor, we, the Qilin clan, can't afford not to have a supreme power come to us, right?"
Ji Dan smiled: "Anyway, Taoist fellow supervisors are here, plus Taoist fellows Zhen Yuanzi and Hongyun, so it's okay if we don't come."
As Ji Dan spoke, he handed the completed tortoise shell forward and called in his 19th brother Ji Ying, who was eavesdropping outside the door.
"Xiaojiu, let's take stock."
Ji Chang's youngest son Ji Ying is only seven years old now.
His face is fair and pure, full of vitality, his nose is small and straight, slightly upturned, quite playful and cute, like a young lady.
"Fourth brother, "Lian Shan" has a total of 80,000 words, and we have only completed 3,000 words now. You must work harder!"
The smile on Ji Ying's face was innocent and innocent, and his eyes were like two bright stars, shining with smart light, revealing innocence and curiosity.
"I know, I know."
Ji Dan looked at the youngest brother. He smiled and rubbed Ji Ying's hair and said, "Go and urge your third brother. His "Return to Tibet" has not been handed in for three days."
"Oh, okay, I'll hurry him up right now." Ji Ying responded.
After checking it himself, he held a pile of tortoise shells in both hands, stood on tiptoes, carefully placed them into the prepared storage box, and then skillfully marked them with forbidden spells.
"Done."
Ji Ying said goodbye to her brothers, then carried her suitcase on her back, spread her short legs, and trotted all the way to the main hall where Ji Xian was.
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Third brother, third brother!"
"Fourth brother asked me to rush you!"
Before Ji Yingren arrived, the childish voice had already reached the ears of Ji Xian and others.
"Xiaojiu is here?"
Ji Xian was suddenly startled. He looked at Ji Wu, Ji Zheng and others and said hurriedly: "Quick, quick, put these away!"
brush!
brush!
brush!
Several rays of fairy light flashed through, and Ji Xian and others quickly collected all the delicacies and bells and cauldrons in the palace.
Ji Wu, who was as meticulous as his hair, even used the Qiankun in his sleeves to change the air in the palace.
When Ji Ying came in, she saw several brothers who were sitting upright, bowing their heads in deep thought, or scratching their heads and ears, trying "hard" to comprehend the hexagrams.
"Brothers are very serious!"
Seeing this scene, Xiao Zhengtai showed a happy smile on his face.
He gradually walked more slowly, for fear of disturbing Ji Xian and others.
"Xiaojiu is here to inspect the results again?"
Ji Wu pretended to suddenly turn his head and looked at the little shota who was approaching quietly with a smile.
He put down the hexagram, stretched out his strong hand to hold Ji Ying over, and pinched her nose.
"Ah! Brother Qi is teasing me again!"
Ji Ying's face turned red with embarrassment. He struggled to run away and hid behind Ji Xian.
"Third brother, it was fourth brother who asked me to come. They have completed another thousand words!"
Ji Ying stared at Ji Xian's face, showed him the calculations with her fingers, and then said seriously: ""Return to the Cang" is expected to have 4,300 words, but you have only completed 855 words.
It’s far from enough!”
After hearing this, Ji Xian coughed twice and said, "You can't rush this, you can't rush this."
During this period of time, he studied the acquired gossip and compiled "Return to Tibet". He not only compiled 855 words, but also activated his "alarm clock".
It is precisely for this reason that after awakening, Haotian celebrated with Ji Wu (Zhen Yuanzi), Ji Zheng (Hongyun) and others.
Seeing Ji Ying staring at Haotian suspiciously, Hongyun quickly came to the rescue: "Actually, we still achieved results."
As he said this, several brothers whispered to each other for a while, and soon they pieced together nearly a hundred words of hexagrams.
These were all done while they were fishing.
Ji Ying first read the content of the hexagram, then reviewed it against the general outline and put it away after confirming it was correct.
"Including the previous ones, the total is 942 words. Brothers, we still need to keep working hard!"
Ji Ying's serious attitude made several brothers who wanted to continue fishing feel deeply guilty.
"Don't worry, Xiaojiu, we will work hard!"
Zhen Yuanzi, wearing Ji Wu's vest, looked solemn and assured Ji Ying again and again.
Haotian looked at the smart young lady, rolled his eyes, and suddenly thought about it.
He deceived: "Xiaojiu, our progress here is too slow and we are in urgent need of manpower. My father has always said that you are smart, do you want to come to our place to help?"
"This way, you can prove yourself!"
Hongyun, Zhen Yuanzi and others looked at each other, then laughed and joined in the scammers.
"Yes, yes, Xiaojiu, we need you so much!"
"Come to our side and help!"
Facing the compliments of the black-hearted brothers, Ji Ying showed a hesitant look.
He was moved.
"Well..."
Just when Ji Ying was about to speak, a cough suddenly sounded from behind him.
A slender figure suddenly appeared in the hall.
"San Yisheng?"
Ji Xian and others were stunned for a moment.
[Fellow Daoist Cangli, the timing of your appearance is too coincidental.]
There was a bit of resentment in Haotian's eyes.
San Yisheng blinked.
[Who is Cangli? I am a loyal supporter of Lord Nuwa - Bai Chi! 】
After making eye contact, San Yisheng said to Ji Ying: "Young Master, the Marquis asked me to pick you up."
"Father is looking for me?"
Ji Ying looked back at San Yisheng, and then at Haotian and others. He showed a bit of apology: "Brothers, you are busy, I will leave first."
Then he followed San Yisheng and prepared to leave Ji Xian's palace.
When she reached the palace gate, Ji Ying suddenly stopped and looked back at her brothers who were pretending to be working.
He made a face, and then said: "I am only seven years old now, I am still a child, you can't even try to fool me!!"
"According to our Xiqi laws, this is illegal!"
After that, Ji Ying dragged San Yisheng and ran away.
Only Haotian and others were left looking at each other.
"This little peacock is really interesting."
Everyone couldn't help but smile.
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Since leaving Chaoge, Jiang Ziya has lived a life as a fisherman and woodcutter in Jiangzhu.
He kept Mingyu's words firmly in his heart.
A coir raincoat, a fishing rod, a fishing hook, and a canoe, that's all he has.
He indulged himself in the rivers and fished in the four seas.
He saw his own world.
"Fisherman! Fisherman!"
Jiang Ziya laughed among the rivers, lakes and seas. He understood that he would eventually become a fisherman.
A fisherman who fishes for princes!
I don't know when Jiang Ziya showed his age.
Looking back at Chaoge City, my temples are already gray!
But the ruthless years can only whiten his beard and hair, but cannot corrupt his spirit.
His eyes were so bright and scary.
See the heaven and the earth, see the mountains and rivers, see all things, see all living beings!
Along the way, Jiang Shang has seen too much.
And these are far beyond what a small Chaoge City can compare with.
Even if there are gods, ghosts, demons, witches, and even saints in that city!
Jiang Ziya, who had seen the vast world, finally chose to go west.
"Fellow Daoist Jiang, how about I ask Nezha to escort you?"
On the coast of the East China Sea, at Chentangguan, Li Jing and his son sent Jiang Ziya out of the city as a gift.
"Thank you, Mr. Li, for your kindness, but Jiang Shang needs to complete the last section of the westward journey by himself."
Jiang Ziya declined the kindness of Li Jing and his son.
He held a fishing rod engraved with eighty-four talismans, measured the earth step by step, and headed west.
Nezha looked at the figure disappearing into the distance. He couldn't help but look at the sky and saw a wisp of fresh air descending from somewhere and falling on Jiang Ziya's head.
And as Jiang Ziya headed westward, that ray of fresh air was growing rapidly.
It has the potential to fill the whole world!
"Old Jiang is going to become a saint!"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Nezha muttered.
Li Jing shook his head: "To call him a saint may be a bit exaggerated, but becoming a saint is certain."
He felt the changes in the military road.
In the vast river, there is also such an old man heading towards his own peak!
Taigong Liu Tao is simply unreasonably strong!
Nezha nodded with deep understanding: "I hold the whip in my hand. If he is not a sage, who is a sage?"
"Wait a minute, you said he holds the magic whip?" Li Jing was stunned for a moment, "That fishing rod?"
"yes!"
Nezha nodded: "Isn't this obvious?"
Li Jing smiled bitterly: "That's it. From now on, if the military strategists and war gods gather together, he will take the main seat, and I'm afraid your father and I will have to step aside!"
Their military ranking is relatively simple.
First, look at the record, and second, look at the force.
In terms of performance, the sages are all about the same.
But Jiang Taigong was holding the magic whip and asked you if you are afraid?!
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Just when Li Jing was worried about his military position, the gods from east to west in the Journey to the West universe were worried.
Because the grandpa is here!
When Jiang Ziya left, Jiang Taigong came back!
The only thing that hasn't changed is that he is still a fisherman.
But now, most people have become his fish.
Jiang Ziya leaned on his fishing rod and headed west.
All the gods in the world have retreated.
"Can't afford to offend, can't afford to offend!"
This is his world.
This is his avenue.
Whoever takes the lead will be caught!
Of course, what most people don't know is that there are not many people in this world who are worthy of being hooked by Grandpa.
"Fellow Taoist, let me borrow a treasure place for a night!"
Jiang Ziya might be tired from walking.
One starry moon night, he stopped among the blue waves.
"Please, please!"
The gods in the blue waves moved overnight and even handed over their authority.
Jiang Ziya sat here all night.
I also fished all night.
Only this night, he became older, but his eyes became brighter.
"Thank you, fellow Taoist!"
Jiang Ziya poured all the fish in the fish basket back into the blue waves.
This makes the gods in the dark feel deeply regretful.
"Eh~, apart from my Dragon King, I guess Grandpa doesn't like anyone else."
The spirit watched Taigong leave, and just when he was about to return, he suddenly saw a glimmer of light.
He came to the place where Jiang Ziya was fishing, and there was a talisman and seal left there.
"No taboos?"
Is there any gain?
The overjoyed god picked up the talisman seal and quickly bowed to the west to thank him.
At this time, a voice came to his ears, carrying the unique salty and wet smell of the East China Sea.
"From now on, you are also the Dragon King!"
ah?
The gods were stunned on the spot.
I only care about such a small broken pond. You want me to be the Dragon King?