The Lord of Reincarnation - 243. Chapter 242 Balance of Power (seeking subscription)

Big Saturday for fifteen years.

The imperial navy was defeated, and three emperors died before the battle.

The Prime Minister did not mourn, and presided over the retreat of the army.

Unexpectedly, the news leaked, and he was chased by King Shun. The loss of heavy grain and grass was beyond calculation. In the end, only 100,000 of the 180,000 Beijing camps were able to return.

In the capital, because there was no legacy, the two kings Qin and Yan fought fiercely to seize the throne.

The imperial court was weak and was clearly seen by the people of the world at this moment.

The Great Zhou could barely control the north of Tianhe, and the south suddenly came together.

Sixty-six years of the big week calendar.

Wang Shun formally worshipped heaven and proclaimed himself emperor, honored the white ape as auspicious, and enjoyed the national sacrifice.

Sixty-seven years.

Taking advantage of the chaos, Ning Boshang took advantage of the chaos, and obtained funding from all parties under the banner of’protecting the environment and the people.’

…

Qingling Mountain.

Fang Xian woke up, smiled slightly, walked out of the cave, and asked the boy outside: “How long did you sleep this time?”

“Enlighten Dao Master, it has been a year.”

A Taoist with bright eyes and white teeth envied him.

It was the first time he saw an immortal who could sleep for a year without drinking or eating.

“Ha ha!”

Fang Xian touched Daotong’s head, “Let Tongzhe and Boshizi come to see me.”

He slept for a year, mostly turning into a white monkey demon saint, presiding over the affairs of the demon clan.

It didn’t take long, within a abbey.

Fang Xian sat cross-legged, accepting the apprentice’s greetings.

“You said… the Great Zhou court came?”

Without raising his eyelids, he asked lightly.

“Yes, I have waited for more than a month, I need to see the master before I will give up…” Bao Shizi replied.

“It seems that it’s not here to inquire, but to intercede.” Fang Xian smiled: “The northern court has decided the result?”

“It’s just… King Qin and King Yan were both defeated. In the end, they were picked up by King Gui. Now they have ascended the throne as the emperor. It is difficult to change the yuan…”

Tonghezi said: “The King Gui did not show the mountains or dew water, but secretly subdued part of the Jin King’s powers, sitting on the mountains and watching the tigers fight, he really gained the essence of the strategy of strategy, and now he has rectified the north, at least it can barely maintain it. NS……”

“Let the messenger in.”

Fang Xian was holding a strand of hair and already knew who the messenger was.

Not long after, Zhou Buer came in and said with a big ceremony: “Zhou Buer saw the Taoist Lord! Thank you for the gift of the Taoist Lord!”

At this time, he not only succeeded in helping the dragon, but also because he was involved in many catastrophes.

“It is your blessing to seize this opportunity.”

Fang Xian smiled and said, “The new emperor sent you here, why?”

“Tao Master might as well take a look at the two gifts first!”

Zhou Buer gave another salute before he got up and took out an imperial decree: “The imperial court would like to grant Ning Bo reward as the governor of Lingzhou, in charge of military, political and civil affairs…”

This is to make it in fact segregated.

But the imperial court also has no choice, it is beyond reach.

If it is not canonized, and if Ning Bo rewards himself for doing it alone, then the last fig leaf of the court in the south will be gone.

Of course, at this time, the Ningbo rewards conscious roots are too shallow, and also need to rely on the tiger skin of the imperial court to barely count as mutual benefit.

“Oh, what else?”

Seeing this, Fang Xian didn’t move his face.

Seeing this, Zhou Buer sighed inwardly, and took out another scroll.

This scroll is made of topaz, and it hums and sounds before it is unfolded. It’s obviously not a normal thing.

Zhou Buer held the scroll high with both hands: “This is the legacy of the saint king-the formation of the Bafang Absolute Immortal Formation! The Taoist thinks that the sincerity of this thing is enough?”

Fang Xian nodded, Tongzhezi took a step forward and took over the scroll. He felt suppressed, and he felt stunned. He couldn’t help but secretly said: “Fruit is the relic of the holy king. This is where the royal family lies. The emperor is like this. Did Fang Xiandao surrender? ‘

This kind of enlightenment almost made him in a dream.

Taoists have always been weak to the court, but now they are finally turning around.

“Haha… I can barely count you through.”

Fang Xian shook his head and laughed.

If it was that year, when the Great Zhou ruled the world and the dragon was full, in the imperial city, it might still be a little troublesome for oneself to face this eight-pointed immortal formation.

But then the world split, the Dragon Qi of the Great Zhou was at least half weak, and the power of this formation was greatly reduced, but it was nothing.

But in any case, the new emperor is willing to do so, sincerity is still there.

Zhou Buer breathed a sigh of relief, and continued: “An anti-king reliance on the monster clan is intolerable to the human race. It is simply a traitor… Lingzhou is the only important southern town of the imperial court. It’s better to join hands!”

“Speaking of speaking, it’s just that I want to deal with the monster race.”

Bouldering sneered.

Being seen through his mind, Zhou Buer was not embarrassed, after all, this was the last straw.

Great Zhou is about to die, so what is the face?

“However, I agreed.”

When he was in a panic, he suddenly heard Fang Xian’s voice.

Zhou Buer suddenly raised his head, with a surprised expression on his face: “The Taoist is very rich, and I thank the Taoist on behalf of the new emperor!”

“Well, this world belongs to my human race after all. I don’t interfere with the change of the court, but the destiny of the human race has to be maintained.”

Fang Xian waved his hand and asked the disciples to send Zhou Bu’er away, secretly pondering.

Everything was as he had considered it at the beginning, and the family had no vitality.

Only the alchemist and the demon race must love and kill each other for long.

The Emperor of the Great Zhou was not very obedient before, so he changed one.

Now, it’s just right.

The two sides divided the river to rule, the Great Zhou occupied the north, with the help of alchemists.

Wang Shun occupied the south and relied on the demon clan.

Maybe in the future, Wang Shun will be annihilated, but the latter will inevitably be supported by the monster clan, and the same is true for Da Zhou.

The two extraordinary forces support human spokespersons, and the balance of power between the North and the South will probably last for a long time.

After all, he is still there, who can help balance.

‘When things are done this step, the inheritance of our Fangxian Dao is completely set, and no one can take it away…’

After all, no matter the alchemist or the demon race, it is the calamity of cultivation.

Moreover, they will gradually discover that only by constantly creating tribulations can they make progress together.

Maybe in the end, there will be some unspeakable tacit understanding to maintain this situation together.

‘As long as the situation is completely stabilized, I can start reincarnation and leave…After all, this world is too weak, too weak…There is not much foundation. ‘

Even if Fang Xian studied the treasures of the holy king, the things of the ancient immortals, etc., he still felt that the level of this world was too low.

He yearns for a higher world, obtains more information, enriches his own background, and derives the path after the alchemist.

At the same time, leaving this world is also convenient for future harvesting.

‘Think of it this way, I have two world back gardens, um…I don’t know how the secret organs of that world deal with new and strange invasions…what happened to my salted egg apprentice…’