Conferred God: I, Who Just Wanted To Run Away, Was Overheard By The Emperor

"Prime Minister, the two generals have already left. They...they didn't have a communication talisman, so they can't get in touch."

"If you can't get in touch, go after him. Ride my foursome and go after him. Go!" Jiang Ziya roared hoarsely, his head felt as if he was about to explode.

"Yin Ze, as expected of you, you actually saw through my thoughts one step ahead!" Jiang Ziya was about to bite his old teeth.

"Prime Minister, isn't it just a broken poem, it has nothing to do with our plan." Lei Zhenzi asked in confusion, and the rest nodded.

When Jiang Ziya contacted Tu Xingsun before, he didn't avoid anyone, so they also heard Yin Ze's broken poem that made people laugh.

But Jiang Ziya was not in the mood to explain anything to them now, just pacing in uneasiness until Yang Jian and Nezha were chased back, and he was relieved.

"Why did you call us back, is it just because of that crooked poem? If you want to give a reasonable explanation today, the young master will never stop with you!" The violent Nezha asked with a belly full of reluctance, staring at him.

He had been in the Xishuang collar for three months, and he couldn't bear it for a long time. Now he was finally able to go out and go wild, but he was called back before he walked out of the Xishuang collar.

The reason is still because of a shitty poem, isn't this just kidding him!

Being questioned by a brat like Nezha and his junior nephew, Jiang Ziya couldn't hold back his face, narrowed his eyes and snorted coldly, "If you do what you are doing, why do you need to explain it to you, you can just follow the order, since When you come back, you will stay still, and if you dare to talk more, don’t blame the prime minister for the military law, hum!”

After he finished speaking, Jiang Ziya flung his sleeves and was about to leave. He was really in no mood right now. Yin Ze's poem was like a big mountain pressing down on his heart.

But Nezha, who was obviously already on his head, how could he give up so easily, stomping his feet on the ground, the Hot Wheels revolved around the door, and the roaring flames rose, blocking all the way out.

"Jiang Ziya, don't use military tactics to oppress me. I thought that this place seems to be your slogan now. You don't say yes, okay, then I'll call the master and let the master decide for me!"

After closing the door, Nezha rushed out aggressively.

In the past, Nezha would indeed be afraid of his three points, but now the time is different.

In the current Xishuangling, Jiang Ziya is not the only second-generation disciple of the interpretation.

More than two months ago, along with Daoist, there were Guangchengzi and Taiyi Zhenren, two second-generation disciples of Yuxu.

Jiang Ziya, relying on his identity as a disciple of the second generation of Chanjiao, can turn nose and eyes with the three generations of nephews and nephews, swearing at each other, but in the second generation of Chanjiao, he Jiang Shang is a fart, who cares about him.

Knowing that there is a Nezha that Master Taiyi can hold on his thigh, he is not afraid of Jiang Ziya.

As we all know, protecting the calf, Taiyi real person is professional.

As soon as he heard that the baby apprentice was wronged by Jiang Ziya, after a while, the real Taiyi rushed over with a sullen face, and Guangchengzi came with him.

"Jiang Shang! Yin Ze made a random poem to scare you into such a state. With this little courage, what kind of a big marshal do you think you are!" As soon as he came in, Taiyi Zhenren scolded.

"Don't be impulsive, I believe that Junior Brother Jiang has a reason for doing this. If you have something to say, just say it." Guang Chengzi stopped him, and sang with Taiyi's real face, a red face and a white face.

Jiang Ziya frowned. With the appointment of Yuanshi Tianzun, he was not afraid of Guangchengzi and Taiyi when it came to the Conferred Gods. After all, it was a senior brother who came here, so he had to be respectful and have to be patient. Said: "Two senior brothers, it's not that I am Jiang Shang fooling around, nor am I timid as a mouse, but that Yin Ze has a sinister mind and is good at trying to figure out people's hearts. I suspect that Yin Ze is the same as the night attack last night. Counting them in front of us, an ambush must have been set up in Qishan at this time, and if Nezha and Yang Jian are allowed to go to Qishan to attack Sishui Pass, I am afraid they will encounter an accident."

"Huang Miao, how do you know there will be an ambush in Qishan. Going through Qishan to fight the Sishui Pass to lure snakes out of the cave is just a temporary intention. Yin Ze is just a mortal, how could he have calculated it in advance." Taiyi sneered.

"Could it be that the attack on Songqing Pass last night was not a temporary intention? If Yin Ze can't be counted, why is there an ambush at Songqing Pass?" Jiang Ziya asked rhetorically.

"This……"

"Tu Xingsun sent back the information in the morning. He heard it with his own ears. Yin Ze is indeed as witty as a demon. Our failure last night was all in his calculations."

"Last night was last night, now is now, I don't believe that he is so powerful, and he can guess it every time." Taiyi Zhenren still refused to accept it.

"Yin Ze has really seen through our plan. If you don't believe me, listen to this poem carefully." Jiang Ziya said leisurely: "If you see a crack in the ground, pour cold water on it and it will freeze. If it hadn't been frozen, who would have known it was here? seam.

Brother, this poem is not simple, just four lines, we have already set up a net for our plan! "

Guangchengzi: ? ?

Taiyi real person: ? ?

Everyone in the Great Hall: ? ?

This poem is just like the one written by a dog. How the hell do you see that it is not simple?

"Alas!" Jiang Ziya sighed helplessly, secretly sighing that this is the gap in wisdom, in this world, only smart people can understand smart people.

A genius like Yin Ze, how can you idiots who have a Cultivation Base in their body and empty minds see through.

"Forget it, since I don't understand it, I'll break this poem into pieces and tell you about it." Jiang Ziya said solemnly, "Qishan is steep, and it splits into two parts. From a distance, it seems like It seems that the ground is cracked with a big gap, so it also has a name in Xiqi folk, called Yixiongxia.

And what is the first line of Yin Ze's poem?

Seeing a crevice, a crevice, a crevice on the ground, isn't this a metaphor for Qishan? "

The people in the Great Hall looked at each other and looked at Jiang Ziya dumbfoundedly. Although it sounded like nonsense, it seemed to make some sense.

"But in fact, whether it's Qishan or Yixiong Gorge, it's not the real name of this mountain. Brother Guangchengzi must know better than me." Jiang Ziya looked at Guangchengzi.

Guangchengzi nodded, "The real name of this mountain should be Luofeng Mountain, or Luofengpo. It was here that Yuanfeng Power, the master of the sky, perished."

"Not bad." Jiang Ziya's voice raised three points, "Qishan's real name is Luofeng Mountain, and it is the place where Yuanfeng died. God died here, and this place is absolutely empty!

All living beings in the wild, as long as their strength is not as strong as Yuan Feng, they will not be able to vacate within the Qishan range. If they want to cross this mountain, they can only go through the crack in the middle. "

Guangchengzi's brows suddenly wrinkled, Qishan was forbidden to be empty, and there was only one way to go. If an ambush was set up in advance, and the two ends were blocked with solid ice after people entered, Qishan would immediately become a Jedi.

As long as the preparations are sufficient, the people who are trapped in it will die without life!

Unconsciously, the remaining three lines of Yin Ze's poem appeared in Guangchengzi's head.

Freeze it with cold water.

If not frozen.

Who knew there was a gap here.

This poem refers to Qishan as a metaphor and speaks of ice!

Is Yin Ze really that powerful? Or is this just Jiang Ziya's over-analysis, and everything is just a coincidence?