The imperial navy was defeated, and three generations of emperors died in front of the battle.
The Prime Minister kept the funeral secret and presided over the retreat of the army.
Unexpectedly, the news leaked out, and they were pursued by King Shun. They lost a lot of food and supplies. In the end, only 100,000 people from the 180,000-strong capital camp were able to return.
In the capital, because there was no posthumous edict, the two kings of Qin and Yan launched a fierce battle for the throne. King Gui hid behind the scenes and only fanned the flames.
The weakness of the imperial court was clearly seen by everyone in the world at this moment.
The Zhou Dynasty could only barely control the north of Tianhe, and all the heroes in the south suddenly rose up.
The sixty-sixth year of the Great Zhou Calendar.
Wang Shun formally worshiped heaven and proclaimed himself emperor, worshiped the white ape as auspicious sign, and enjoyed the national sacrifice.
Sixty-seven years.
Ning Boshang took advantage of the chaos, and under the banner of "protecting the country and the people", he obtained funding from all parties, controlled most of the military power in Lingzhou, and actually became a vassal town. He sent people to actively contact the imperial court, hoping to obtain canonization.
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Qingling Mountain.
As soon as Fang Xian woke up, he smiled slightly, walked out of the cave, and asked the boy outside: "How long have you slept this time?"
"Reporting to Taoist Master, it has been a year."
A Taoist boy with bright eyes and white teeth said enviously.
This was the first time he saw an immortal who could sleep for a year without eating or drinking.
"Ha ha!"
Fang Xian touched the Taoist boy's head and said, "Let Tonghezi and Baoshizi come to see me."
He slept for a year, most of which he transformed into the White Ape Demon Saint, presiding over the affairs of the demon clan.
Not long after, inside a monastery.
Fang Xian sat cross-legged and accepted the greetings from his apprentice.
"You said... someone from the Zhou court came?"
He asked calmly without raising his eyelids.
"Yes, I have been waiting for more than a month. I will not give up until I see Master..." Boshizi replied.
"It seems that we are not here to ask for guilt, but to plead for mercy." Fang Xian smiled: "The northern court has already decided the result?"
"Exactly... King Qin and King Yan both suffered losses. In the end, King Gui took advantage of him. Now that he has ascended the throne as emperor, it is difficult to change the Yuan Dynasty..."
Tonghezi said: "The King of Gui did not show off the mountains and rivers, but secretly subdued some of the forces of the King of Jin. He sat on the mountain and watched the tigers fight. He really understood the essence of the strategy. Now that the north is under his control, at least he can barely maintain it.
Already..."
"Let the messenger come in."
Fang Xian held a strand of hair and already knew who the messenger was.
Not long after, Zhou Buer came in and saluted: "Zhou Buer pays homage to the Taoist Master! Thank you so much for the gift from the Taoist Master!"
At this time, he not only succeeded in supporting the dragon, but also because he was involved in many catastrophes, the spirit beads supplemented a lot of spiritual energy, and his Taoist career was advancing by leaps and bounds.
"It's your blessing that you can seize this opportunity."
Fang Xian smiled and said: "The new emperor sent you here, why?"
"Master Taoist, you might as well take a look at the two gifts first!"
Zhou Buer bowed again, then stood up and took out an imperial edict: "The imperial court is willing to confer Ning Boshang as the governor of Lingzhou, in charge of military, political and civil affairs..."
This is to make it de facto separatist.
But the imperial court had no choice, it was beyond its reach.
If he was not conferred and Ning Bo rewarded himself for taking up the banner and working alone, then the last fig leaf of the imperial court in the south would be gone.
Of course, at this time, Ning Bo's appreciation felt that his foundation was too shallow, and he also needed to rely on the imperial court's tiger skin to achieve mutual benefit.
"Oh, what else?"
Seeing this, Fang Xian didn't even move his face.
Seeing this, Zhou Buer sighed inwardly and took out another scroll.
This scroll was made of topaz, and before it was unfolded, it made a buzzing sound. It was obviously not a mortal thing.
Zhou Buer raised the scroll with both hands: "This is the treasure left by the Holy King - the formation diagram of the Eight Directions Absolute Immortal Formation! Does the Taoist think this thing is sincere enough?"
Fang Xian nodded, and Tonghezi stepped forward and took the scroll. He suddenly felt suppressed and felt a chill in his heart. He couldn't help but secretly thought: "If it is the treasure left by the Holy King, this is the final secret of the royal family. The emperor is completely loyal to him like this."
Did Fang Xiandao surrender?'
This realization almost made him feel like he was in a dream.
Taoists have always been weak towards the imperial court, but now they have finally turned around.
"Haha... I'll just let you pass."
Fang Xian shook his head and laughed.
If it had been back then, when the Great Zhou Dynasty was overwhelming the world and the dragon energy was abundant, in the imperial city, I might have had some trouble facing the Eight Directions Absolute Immortal Formation.
But then the world was divided, and the dragon energy of the Great Zhou Dynasty was weakened by at least half. The power of this formation was greatly reduced, but it was nothing.
But no matter what, the new emperor is willing to do this, and his sincerity is still there.
Zhou Buer breathed a sigh of relief in his heart and continued: "Rebeling the king and taking refuge with the demon clan is not tolerated by the human race. It is simply a traitor... Lingzhou is the only important southern town of the imperial court, so it must be a thorn in the opponent's side and a thorn in the flesh... We are closely related to the imperial court.
Why not join forces!"
"After all, I just want me to deal with the demon clan."
Baoshizi sneered.
Zhou Buer was not embarrassed to have his thoughts seen through. After all, this was the last straw.
The Great Zhou Dynasty is about to perish, so what does shame mean?
"However, I agreed."
When I was feeling anxious, I suddenly heard Fang Xian's voice.
Zhou Buer suddenly raised his head, with an expression of surprise on his face: "Tao Master's words are worth a thousand dollars, I would like to thank Tao Master on behalf of the new emperor!"
"Well, after all, this world belongs to my human race. I will not interfere with the change of the imperial court, but the destiny of the human race must be maintained."
Fang Xian waved his hand and asked his disciples to send Zhou Buer away, and thought to himself secretly.
Everything is still as he thought at the beginning, a single family has no vitality.
The alchemist and the demon tribe must fall in love and kill each other in order to survive.
Previously, the Zhou emperor was not very obedient, so he was replaced by another.
Now, it's just right.
The two sides divided the river and ruled, and the Zhou Dynasty occupied the north, with the help of alchemists.
Wang Shun occupied the south and relied on the demon clan.
Perhaps Wang Shun will be destroyed in the future, but those who come after him will still be supported by the demon clan, and the same is true for the Great Zhou Dynasty.
The two extraordinary forces support the human spokesperson, and the balance of power between the Northern and Southern Dynasties can probably be maintained for a long time.
After all, there is still him, the center-holder, who can help balance things out.
'When things have come to this point, the inheritance of our Immortal Dao has been completely determined, and no one can take it away...'
After all, both alchemists and monsters are the catastrophe of cultivation.
Moreover, they will gradually discover that only by constantly creating conflicts can they make progress together.
Maybe in the end, there will be some unspeakable tacit understanding to jointly maintain this situation.
'As soon as the situation is completely stabilized, I can start reincarnation and leave... After all, this world is too weak, too weak... and it doesn't have much foundation.'
Even though Fang Xian studied the relics of the Holy King, artifacts of ancient immortals, etc., he still felt that the level of this world was too low.
He longs for a higher world, obtains more information, and enriches his own heritage, thereby deducing the path of the alchemist.
At the same time, leaving this world behind is also convenient for future harvesting.
'Thinking about it this way, I have two worlds of back gardens. Well... I don't know how the secret institutions of that world can deal with the new strange invasion... What happened to my salty apprentice...'