HBWnovel Chapter 266 My Beloved Consort is a Fox; She Can't Bear Me a Child
Chapter 266 My Beloved Consort is a Fox; She Can't Bear Me a Child
Jinzha and Muzha couldn't understand it.
But I still feel that this gesture is not quite right.
His face instantly darkened.
Yang Jiao was relieved to see that Li Jing had regained some energy after being given the middle finger.
He whispered toward the window:
"Your life is very precious."
To be honest, if it weren't for the fact that there are only a handful of people who have achieved physical immortality, Yang Jiao truly felt that someone like Li Jing didn't deserve to take the place of the beloved God of Wealth.
This is simply the greatest disgrace on Zhao Gongming's path to becoming a god.
She no longer looked at the three people she was keeping as backups.
Turning his head, he immediately met the gazes of Nezha and Yang Jian.
"Forehead……"
The words I was about to say suddenly wouldn't come out.
Yang Jiao had a feeling that no matter whose name she called first, it would easily cause trouble.
She paused, took a deep breath, and rattled off her points in rapid succession:
"Take care of yourselves. I have something to do, I'll be right back."
After saying that, he grabbed the Mosquito Taoist who was standing next to him, staring intently at the broken gourd on the Linglong Pagoda, and pulled him up and ran away.
fast.
The mosquito-man's feet scraped the ground, creating sparks.
In other words, mosquitoes are tough and don't cause any pain at all; it's just that her face was full of question marks.
"What's wrong? What happened? Why am I flying?"
Yang Jiao moved with incredible speed and fluidity.
Before Mosquito Taoist could react, he was already standing on the ground of the Conferred God Platform.
She looked around, her face full of confusion.
Buzz?
Nezha and Yang Jian, who remained where they were: ...
Then, Yang Jian watched the lively figure disappear into the distance, chuckled softly, and looked down at Nezha, slowly saying:
"My sister still cares about me so much."
He turned and headed towards Qinglong Pass.
Nezha clenched his teeth as he stared at his retreating figure and sneered:
"You're deceiving yourselves! Yang Jiao clearly said 'you all'!"
Immediately, he also stepped away.
Jinzha and Muzha were left leaning against the tower, shouting:
"Father, Father."
The Investiture Platform.
As soon as Yang Jiao arrived, the five little demons came forward to greet her, bowing respectfully and calling out:
"Qingfu Zhengshen".
Yang Jiao nodded.
He summoned the Soul-Guiding Banner, looked at the towering pillars in all directions, and waved it towards a pillar located on the side.
Nine souls emerged one after another, like beans being poured out.
The nine souls, now free from the control of the soul-guiding banner, immediately harbored wicked thoughts and wanted to fly away.
Unexpectedly, this action caused the Conferred God Platform to tremble, a commotion that only their nine souls could sense.
Then a powerful pulling force pulled them directly onto the pillar, where they were pressed tightly against it.
Yang Jiao stood in front of them and counted on her fingers.
He muttered to himself:
"A jinx, the Four Great Marshals of the Lingxiao Palace, and the Four Heavenly Kings, all together."
Zhang Guifang thought the Fengshentai was a nice place with the grandeur of a palace, where she could enjoy a good life even after death. But it turned out to be just a platform.
Besides this machine, there are only pillars.
And the place where their souls reside is on these broken stone pillars.
He said with dissatisfaction:
"We were all renowned in life, what do you mean by placing our souls on pillars!"
Moreover, this pillar tightly holds their souls in place, unlike the soul-guiding banner which has a wider range of movement.
Judging from Zhang Guifang's disdainful attitude, the eight Qi cultivators from Kowloon Island did not show the same level of disgust.
"It's good enough to have a place to stay."
Not dying out or going to the underworld is already a chance to be reborn.
Yang Jiao liked the fact that these people knew how to behave.
They secretly moved the vent on the stone pillar, and the eerie wind that made one's soul tremble was now directed at Zhang Guifang.
After all, we might still have to challenge the Heavenly Court in the future.
Of these eight people, four guarded the South Heavenly Gate and four guarded the Lingxiao Palace.
Suitable to act as an inside agent.
Essential for catching monkeys.
However, when Yang Jiao's gaze fell on the four generals of the Mo family, her mind became heavy.
Was the purpose of the two saints of the Western Religion simply to have the four of them search for people willing to join them?
They later bestowed titles upon the Four Heavenly Kings, but their statues were enshrined in Buddhism...
What's the real story behind this?
Furthermore, the Grandmaster Hongjun mainly entrusted the matter of the Investiture of the Gods to the Three Pure Ones. The two sages of the Western Paradise got involved and eventually took three thousand Taoists to the West, but the Grandmaster did not blame them...
Yang Jiao fell into deep thought.
Suddenly I looked up!
She got it!
When the Dao Ancestor Hongjun fought a great battle with Rahu, the earth's veins in the west ruptured, leaving it devoid of spiritual energy and barren. As a result, the west owed Hongjun a favor.
"No wonder, no wonder."
"No wonder the Heavenly Court and the Western Religion ultimately benefited."
When the Taoist Ancestor drafted the Investiture of the Gods with the Three Pure Ones while the Jade Emperor was complaining, he had already taken the cause and effect of the West into account.
However, this caused great suffering for the Chan and Jie sects.
Or perhaps...
The reason why the events that followed were because both Yuanshi Tianzun and Tongtian Jiaozhu understood this.
Yang Jiao felt that the original plot was about to collapse under the weight of the subsequent theories.
Although the results were roughly the same, everyone's plans went against the grain.
So, system, where did you come from?
Yang Jiao had wanted to ask the system directly many times whether it came from human will, the remnants of three thousand demon gods, or perhaps the Dao Ancestor.
But she didn't dare.
When she lacked the strength to even access the system in her mind, she could only feign madness and follow this path right under the system's nose.
Fortunately, one thing is certain.
The system seems to favor the human race.
……
Song.
A magnificent palace stands there.
At this moment, Su Daji, who was in the palace, felt increasingly uneasy.
A hint of anxiety occasionally flashed in those clear and captivating phoenix eyes, which were as clear as autumn water.
She lay gracefully on her side on the luxurious chaise longue, her slender waist, as delicate as a willow branch, resting on a pair of strong, powerful male arms.
Daji shifted her body slightly, and immediately a deep and powerful voice came from behind her, asking with concern:
"My dear concubine, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?"
Before she could finish speaking, a shower of gentle kisses fell upon her smooth, jade-like back.
Daji felt a sudden tremor run through her body, and an indescribable tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her entire being.
She exuded a seductive charm.
Yin Shou chuckled softly, and with a slight exertion of force, easily flipped Su Daji over.
Then he buried his face in her chest and whispered:
"My beloved consort, there is no need to listen to the sarcasm and ridicule of those people in the court and the countryside. It must be that I have not tried hard enough, which is why I have not been able to get you to conceive our child."
Upon hearing these words, Su Daji's gaze deepened even further.
Only she herself knew that she was originally a fox spirit who had cultivated herself into a demon, so how could she possibly conceive King Zhou's biological child?
But since the man before her was so doting on her, she could only force herself to remain calm and slowly began to speak:
"It's all because I'm not fortunate enough to bear Your Majesty a son or daughter. Now that the brothers Yin Jiao and Yin Hong have fallen out with Your Majesty, there is no heir to inherit the throne in the court. It's only right that I suffer some gossip."
Yin stroked Daji's hair gently, as if to comfort her, and said in a tender voice:
"It's alright, there's always a way."
At this moment, Daji seized the opportunity to say:
"I've heard there's a temple near Jiameng Pass that's very effective in granting wishes for children. I'd like to go and give it a try."
After she finished speaking, there was no response from King Zhou for a long time.
Normally, even if Su Daji wanted the stars in the sky, King Zhou would find a way to please her, but this time he suddenly fell silent.
Her heart sank suddenly.
Could it be that... King Zhou knew that his desire to leave the palace was not to have a child, but to seek out the celestial beings of the Heavenly Court?
The next instant, a pair of even warmer hands covered his own, and a deep, resonant sound came from his chest:
"If my beloved concubine wishes to go, then go."
Daji immediately got up, first bowed in thanks, and then happily ran to the side room to prepare her clothes.
King Zhou, left alone on the couch, leaned against the figure, his powerful muscles exposed to the air. Then, his sharp eyebrows lowered, and his voice became so soft it was as if he hadn't spoken at all:
"My beloved concubine is a fox spirit; she and I cannot have children..."