The Journey to the West is over, and the Perfect Life System is here

Chapter 269: Moves and Fortune Telling

"I was wrong!" Shang Rong sighed heavily, then continued, "Father, what about Prime Minister Su? Doesn't she know that forced reforms will cause a huge backlash? Or even erode the foundation of the Shang Dynasty?"

After seeing the Imperial Physician's Palace and the Qiqiao Courtyard, it was impossible for him to still subjectively believe that Su Hong was a demon who came to ruin Cheng Tang's fortune.

Shang Rong then asked, "Father, whether it's the curved plow or the iron smelting technique, you can just pick one to silence the ministers. Why use such an extreme method?"

These were the things that puzzled him.

"The Shang Dynasty is running out of time, so we need to take drastic measures," said Sun Wukong.

"How is this possible? Our Shang Dynasty is prosperous, how can it not last long?" Shang Rong said immediately.

"Heaven wants to destroy Shang, the gods in heaven want to destroy Shang!" Sun Wukong pointed to the sky.

"Prime Minister Shang, do you think humans can defeat nature, can defeat immortals and gods?"

Shang Rong was silent for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said, "In front of the heavens, humans are just ants... The power of immortals and gods is not something mortals can resist."

His words explained his own understanding, which was also the understanding of all mortals.

"Then do you think that humans are definitely inferior to immortals and gods?" Sun Wukong asked again.

Shang Rong remained silent, not because he didn't know the answer, but because the result was already determined in his heart.

"After the demise of the Shang Dynasty, humanity will become completely ignorant, only knowing how to pray to the gods and devote their faith, but forgetting that humans can also conquer nature!" Sun Wukong said solemnly: "Humanity should prosper forever!"

Shang Rong's body trembled violently, and something in his heart seemed to be touched. He bowed solemnly to Sun Wukong.

"Please, old man, save our Shang Dynasty and help our human race!"

"I'm already helping the business community and the human path. Otherwise, I wouldn't be here, and I wouldn't be talking to you so much." Sun Wukong turned around and said, "Hongjun isolated the immortals and mortals back then, not wanting anyone to set foot on the immortal path. He was wrong."

"Besides the Immortal Path, the human race has a more suitable way of cultivation."

"Please give me some advice, sir!" Shang Rong said solemnly and seriously.

"People should cultivate their destiny and character," said Sun Wukong.

"Cultivate life and cultivate the body. Those who achieve this are comparable to the witch clan and can kill gods! Cultivate the nature and cultivate the soul. Those who achieve this can rely on humanity and kill immortals."

Shang Rong's heart suddenly surged with excitement.

"However, if the human race wants to cultivate the way of life, some conditions are still needed. The catastrophe of the Conferred Gods is about to come, and the immortals and gods want to support the rebels to attack Shang. This is a big risk, but also a great opportunity." Sun Wukong looked at Shang Rong.

"Prime Minister Shang, I need you to remain in the court and stabilize the situation. We must present the chaos in Shang to those rebels and the immortals and gods, so that we can set up a plan."

"You can blend in with those officials and work together with Hong'er to kill all the real traitors one by one."

Shang Rong: “…”

Shang Rong then asked, "Old man, those immortals and gods have great powers. Will they discover anything?"

"Gods and immortals?" Sun Wukong sneered. "In the eyes of gods and immortals, mortals are nothing but ants. How could they be worthy of their attention?"

Moreover, the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods has arrived, the mysteries of heaven are in chaos, even Hongjun can't figure out anything, what can they discover!
What's more, Sun Wukong had set up a magic circle in the Shang Dynasty to conceal the secrets of heaven. Unless Hongjun came to check it out in person, no one else could do it.

"Shang Rong thanks you, father-in-law!" Shang Rong bowed again, his eyes showing determination: "I will go to court tomorrow! I will perform with Prime Minister Su."

The next day, when Shang Rong appeared in the hall, everyone was stunned.

Shang Xiang, didn't you resign? Why are you here again?
It was also thanks to Shang Rong's face that the guards at the door didn't dare to stop him.

Of course, at this time, the ministers looked at Shang Rong with complicated emotions, but they were mostly filled with joy.

With Shang Rong at the forefront of the anti-Soviet fight, they will bear less pressure.

Soon, Emperor Xin walked to the throne. He was a little depressed after Shang Rong left, but...

"Prime Minister Shang!" Emperor Xin couldn't help but shout.

"Your Majesty, what do you want me to do for you?" Shang Rong said leisurely.

"Hehe, you old fellow, didn't you want to resign from your position as prime minister yesterday? Why are you back today? Are you reluctant to give up your high position?" Emperor Xin spoke too hastily and immediately regretted it.

This damn old man is very arrogant. What if he gets fired again?
But if he explained, he would be so embarrassed.

However, before he could open his mouth, Shang Rong said, "Your Majesty, it's not that I'm reluctant to give up my high position, but I don't want to see the evildoers ruining the country. I want to do my best to make Your Majesty repent."

"How dare you! You even dare to call Prime Minister Su a demon!" Emperor Xin said angrily.

"Half of the officials are gone within one month of taking office. Whose fault is this?" Shang Rong looked at Su Hong with a sneer.

Su Hong smiled and replied, "It seems Shang Xiang has a deep misunderstanding of me! Those officials knew the law but broke it, and they deserved death, so why can't they be killed?"

Seeing this scene, the ministers were shocked again.

In the past, Shang Rong only picked on Da Wang, but now he actually picked on Su Hong. This was the first time.

Have the left and right prime ministers started to confront each other?
This is incredible!
Fight!Fight!
But they didn't notice that a hint of tacit smile flashed in Su Hong and Shang Rong's eyes.

……

When the Shang Dynasty was preparing for spring plowing, two people were sitting cross-legged in a secret cave on Jin'ao Island.

"Jin'er, the catastrophe of the Conferred Gods is approaching, why don't you come out?" Tongtian asked.

"Master, Patriarch Qi Tian once said to hide his weapon, but now is not the time to use it." Ao Jin replied.

Tongtian looked at his eldest disciple in front of him, not knowing what to say.

Since the Lich Calamity till now, Ao Jin has already reached the level of Quasi-Saint.

However, even he, the master, was somewhat unclear about the specific realm.

This kid even hid it from him.

But Tongtian dared to be sure that Ao Jin was the undisputed number one in the Jiejiao sect.

However, Ao Jin did not fight or compete, and even hid his reputation.

Apart from knowing a little about his background, the rest of the Jiejiao disciples thought that Ao Jin was still a Daluo Jinxian.

Not only Jiejiao, but almost the entire prehistoric world felt this way.

It's hidden so well! I don't know who he will trick next time...

"Then Jin'er, what do you think about the Conferred God Tribulation?" Tongtian asked again.

"Before I answer this question, Master, can you tell me, do you think Jiejiao is the number one sect in the prehistoric world?" Ao Jin asked.

"Yes!" Tongtian answered very straightforwardly, even a little proudly.

During the Lich-Witch Calamity, he had a dispute with Yuanshi because of his disciples.

At that time, Yuanshi and his disciples said that all of his disciples were furry and horned, born from eggs, and they looked down on him in every way.

But now, his five direct disciples and four outer disciples are all quasi-saints, and the seven immortals who follow them are all great immortals with three flowers gathered at the top of their heads.

In addition, the Jiejiao sect is known to have tens of thousands of immortals come to pay homage.

On the other hand, Yuanshi of the Chan Sect said that he would only accept creatures with good roots, but in the end he only had two quasi-saints under his command: Nan Ji Xian Weng and Yun Zhongzi.

The Twelve Immortals became the main cause of the Conferred God Tribulation because they were unable to break through to the Quasi-Saint level.

Comparing the two, it is clear which one is stronger and which one is weaker.

"Master, have you forgotten the truth that a tree that stands out in the forest will be destroyed by the wind?" Ao Jin sighed.

"Jin'er, now that I've become a saint, can't I protect my disciples?" Tongtian said, "When the Conferred God Tribulation was approaching, I warned them that if they were still on the list, it would be their fate.

Moreover, if the Chan and Jie sects fight each other, I don't believe that my Jie sect will lose!"

Seeing this, Ao Jin didn't know what to say.

After Master became a saint, he became somewhat arrogant.

This is not good...

Ao Jin knew very well that the Conferred God Tribulation was a dispute between the Chan and Jie sects, but he was not sure which one the Taoist Patriarch would side with.

Moreover, his master, Master Tongtian, adheres to the idea of intercepting a path to life and teaches everyone. Tens of thousands of immortals from the Jiejiao sect come to pay homage with great fanfare, but the master only teaches techniques and does not help many disciples to shape their original intentions. Sooner or later, problems will arise.

Those involved are often confused, while those who are watching can see things more clearly. It's just that he doesn't want to intervene and can't intervene.

Under the protection of Tongtian, Jiejiao is the largest sect in the prehistoric world. If something big really happens, Jiejiao is definitely not as solid as imagined.

But Tongtian is too confident now and won’t listen to anything you say.

"If it really comes to that, I will sacrifice my skin and ask Patriarch Qitian to protect Jiejiao." Ao Jin made a secret decision in his heart.

……

In Chaoge City, an old man dressed as a fortune teller, holding a canvas in his hand, slowly walked into the city.

"This is Chaoge!" Jiang Ziya looked up and saw prosperity.

After settling down, Song Yiren tried his best to find a wife for Jiang Ziya.

This made Jiang Ziya flee in panic, using the excuse of heading to Chaoge as an excuse to escape.

Now that he had walked into the city of Chaoge, he actually found it hard to believe that such a prosperous Shang Dynasty would one day perish.

But this time, he came to gather information and find out what his elder brother said.
That old immortal.

At this moment, he heard a burst of discussion in his ears.

"Have you heard? The king has ordered that from today on, every household must go to that Qiqiaoyuan to collect seeds. He says those seeds can double the grain yield."

"You believe that? I don't. Farming and harvesting crops are our livelihood. If anything goes wrong with the seeds, won't we be the ones to suffer in the end?"

"But so what? Can you disobey the king's orders?"

"Anyway, I won't listen. I plant the seeds left by my family. My seeds have a high yield every year. If I plant the seeds that witch created, who knows if the grain will be edible?"

"Yes, that's right!"

This made Jiang Ziya frown.

"Seeds? The Shang Dynasty was based on agriculture, and the modern king is actually working on seeds. Aren't you afraid of problems?"

In the end, he didn't think much about it and decided to find a place to set up a fortune-telling stall and get more information. As a result, he found a colleague sitting not far away and waving at him.

Jiang Ziya was stunned for a moment, then walked over and said, "Father, I won't set up my stall here. I'll go somewhere else."

He thought it was because of jealousy among his peers that he was not allowed to display his works here.

"No, I'm just asking, are you a fortune teller too?"

Who else but Sun Wukong asked this question?

"Yes! I came out to set up a stall to increase some income for my family. If my father-in-law has nothing to do, I will leave." Jiang Ziya said with a smile.

"Don't go yet. How about this, I'll give you money and you tell my fortune?" Sun Wukong took out two copper coins and threw them on the table.

"Are you kidding, father-in-law? We are all enemies in the same field. If you haven't heard of a fortune teller, why don't you ask another fortune teller to tell your fortune?" Jiang Ziya laughed.

"Then I, a fortune teller, would rather ask a fortune teller to tell my fortune." Sun Wukong replied, "Just tell me whether it is a fortune or not."

"Count! Count, what is father-in-law?" Jiang Ziya said with a smile.

"I want you to calculate how many years the Shang Dynasty will last!" Sun Wukong said to Jiang Ziya.

Jiang Ziya was stunned again, then said, "Old man, my skills are limited, I'm afraid I can't calculate something so profound."

Sun Wukong asked, "You can't figure it out or you don't dare to say it?"

Jiang Ziya remained silent, trying to find some clues from Sun Wukong, but he could see nothing.

He even secretly used magic to calculate the old man in front of him, but he was still at a loss.

Jiang Ziya was somewhat suspicious that the fortune-teller in front of him was the old immortal who had visited his eldest brother's house.

At the same time, he began to suspect that this old man was not a member of the Chan sect, because his senior brothers in the Chan sect would not ask this question.

After a while, Sun Wukong said, "The Shang Dynasty still has 28 years of prosperity left, right?"

Jiang Ziya was suddenly startled.

Although it is no big secret that the Shang Dynasty lasted for 28 years, not everyone knew about it.

"May I ask who this senior is?"

"You don't know my name, so don't ask." Sun Wukong said slowly, "You just need to know that I am the most caring person in the world."

Jiang Ziya suddenly laughed: "Old man, you are so arrogant, you are calculating all the lives of the people. I am afraid that even my master can't do it!"

"Yuanshi really can't do it. Just because he can't do it doesn't mean I can't do it!" Sun Wukong took it for granted.

This made Jiang Ziya frown.

Yuanshi was tall and majestic in his mind, and he was certainly uncomfortable with the old man's arrangement in front of him.

"Since you said you can calculate everything in the world, I would like to ask you to help me calculate it."

"Okay, who do you think you are!" said Sun Wukong.

Jiang Ziya: "..."

Why do I always feel that this sentence is a bit like scolding him?
But he didn't care, and said playfully: "Since the old man has calculated everything for the common people, then the old man will calculate what I want to calculate?"

Sun Wukong pretended to calculate and said: "Are you trying to calculate whether you can become an immortal?

Jiang Ziya was shocked.

He entered Yuxu Palace in his thirties with the goal of achieving immortality. Now that he was sent down the mountain to confer the title of God, he was actually not very willing.

Becoming an immortal has become his obsession, and what he was trying to calculate just now was whether he had the fate to become an immortal.

"To tell you the truth, you don't have the destiny to become an immortal, so you can't become one." Sun Wukong said, "Even if you are finally deified and your merits are complete, you still can't become an immortal.

Not only will you not be able to become an immortal, you won’t even be able to become a god. In the end, you will only be able to enjoy glory for half your life.”

"This is impossible. My master said that as long as I complete the task of conferring gods, then..." Jiang Ziya was emotional for a while, but he suddenly reacted.

When he was going down the mountain, his senior brother only said that he could go to Yuxu Palace to practice if he had the chance in the future, but did not promise him a chance to become an immortal.

"So what? I just drew a pie for you." Sun Wukong said with a smile.

"You...you should stop spreading lies to confuse the people here..." Jiang Ziya was so angry that his face turned red.

"Nonsense? Yuanshi has always valued foundation and aptitude when accepting disciples." Sun Wukong said with a joking smile, "Then why do you think he accepted you as his disciple? Because you're old? Because you're stupid and haven't achieved immortality in Yuxu Palace for forty years?
He's after your Flying Bear fate, your stupidity, and your obedience!"

"How dare you make up stories about my master like this?" Jiang Ziya was so angry that he was shaking all over.

But what Sun Wukong said was all true.

This is also a question that Jiang Ziya has been thinking about for a long time but has not figured out.

He was dull in talent, yet he happened to become a disciple of Yuanshi, who had the most profound foundation. At that time, he thought it was his luck.

"Orchestrated? I'm not wrong," Sun Wukong continued. "And Shen Gongbao too. Why do you think Yuanshi summoned both of you and Shen Gongbao, and then entrusted you with the important task of conferring the Gods? It was to turn you against each other!"

Each of these words struck Jiang Ziya's heart like a heavy hammer.

He didn't want to believe it, but when the bloody facts were laid out before him, he could only roar palely: "I don't believe what you said. Master can't hurt me. Who are you?"

"Think about it carefully first and come back tomorrow." After saying this, Sun Wukong disappeared from Jiang Ziya's sight.

Jiang Ziya searched for a long time but found nothing.

Now he had no intention of finding out what was happening in Chaoge, and returned to Songjiazhuang dejectedly.

Along the way, he kept thinking about Sun Wukong's words in his mind.

Is Master really lying to him?

Is it really impossible for me to become an immortal?

Jiang Ziya even had an urge to return to Yuxu Palace to ask his master.

(End of this chapter)