The concept of a born saint begins with Strange Tales from Liaozhai.

In the blink of an eye, more than three years have passed.

During these three years, King You of Zhou did indeed fulfill his promise made that day.

A rather large temple dedicated to the mountain god was built.

The temple stands majestically, its incense burning brightly.

The spring and autumn sacrifices are held twice a year, both with the highest level of ritual.

During these three years, King You of Zhou would often recall those cryptic prophecies.

Gradually, as time went by, his vigilance faded.

Not long after, as he grew increasingly fond of Bao Si, something happened that would change the fate of the world.

King You of Zhou deposed the original crown prince Yijiu and instead made Bofu, the son of Bao Si, the crown prince.

This royal decree caused a stir throughout the court and the country.

A fiefdom in the west.

Shen State.

Inside the main hall.

Marquis Shen, though old, still exudes an air of authority and is seated in his seat.

Suddenly, a messenger strode into the hall.

"My lord, an urgent report from Haojing!"

Marquis Shen frowned slightly and took the bamboo slip.

As soon as he unfolded the bamboo slips and read only a few lines, his fingers froze.

A moment later, his face darkened.

"Depose the crown prince and establish Bofu as the new crown prince..."

His voice was so low it was almost inaudible.

next moment.

Snapped!

He slammed the bamboo slips to the ground.

Marquis Shen suddenly stood up, his face ashen, his chest heaving violently.

"absurd!"

"A tyrannical ruler!!"

Marquis Shen paced back and forth, his eyes filled with a terrifyingly gloomy expression. "Yijiu is my grandson, the rightful crown prince. How can he just depose him like that?!"

At this point, he suddenly stopped in his tracks, his gaze gradually turning cold, and a terrifying thought quietly began to grow in his heart.

In the following months, mysterious messengers began to frequently appear and disappear in the State of Shen.

After leaving the State of Shen, these envoys went straight to the territory of the Rong tribe.

Where grasslands meet barren mountains, the camps of the Quanrong people stretched out in a continuous line.

The Marquis of Shen's messenger brought generous gifts.

Bronze ware, silk, and food.

At the same time, it also brought a saying.

Marquis Shen is willing to open the pass to welcome the army!

When the Quanrong leader heard these words, his eyes immediately turned greedy.

A war targeting the capital is quietly brewing.

Late autumn.

Wangdu, Haojing.

Inside the palace.

As King You of Zhou listened to one battle report after another, his expression grew increasingly grim.

Urgent news has arrived from the north: the Quanrong are attacking!

Tens of thousands of cavalrymen stormed into Zhou territory like a black torrent, and border cities fell one after another.

Below, the messenger urgently reported, "The Quanrong have crossed the Wei River, and Marquis Shen's army is among them!"

Upon hearing the name "Marquis Shen," King You of Zhou was suddenly stunned, as if struck by lightning, when he suddenly realized something.

This moment.

More than three years ago, the divine words he heard at the foot of Wushan Mountain seemed to echo in his ears once again.

King You of Zhou's pupils contracted sharply as he muttered to himself, "When old words are abandoned, those who abandon them will invite wolves to come..."

Below, upon hearing King You of Zhou's mutterings, some of the officials in the hall immediately showed expressions of confusion.

"Your Majesty, what's wrong?"

While they were in doubt.

King You of Zhou suddenly chuckled softly, his laughter filled with bitterness.

"I see... so that's what it means..."

"The old saying has been abandoned, does that mean I deposed the former crown prince?"

"The abandoned ones brought wolves; does this mean Marquis Shen led the Quanrong barbarians into the pass?"

"Is this a divine prophecy?"

In an instant, King You of Zhou's expression changed, and a strong sense of regret welled up in his heart.

However, as the emperor, his regret was not that he had made Bofu the crown prince, but that he had not understood the divine prophecy. He should have killed Shen Hou beforehand, and then this would not have happened!

As he murmured, the palace servants below were momentarily stunned, their faces showing disbelief.

They were naturally aware of the prophecy of the God of Mist Mountain, but like the Great King, they had not figured it out and had all sorts of guesses in their hearts.

Now that the king has said this, they all understand and are deeply shocked.

When old words are abandoned, the abandoner will bring wolves, the north wind will cross the city walls, the wolves of the wilderness will step into the royal court, the city walls will collapse, and the royal flag will fall.

So that's what it meant?

Has the prophecy come true?

Is this the prophecy of Lord Wushan?

Unfortunately, by now it's too late to know!

The Quanrong army is approaching the capital!

Not long after.

Outside the capital, a cacophony of fighting and clamor arose.

"Kill them!"

"Whoever captures the Zhou emperor alive will be richly rewarded!"

"Kill the Zhou people!"

Screams and roars filled the air, and the stench of blood permeated the area outside the capital.

Upon seeing this, King You of Zhou panicked and made a hasty decision.

Before the Quanrong had completely invaded the capital, he gritted his teeth and, with Bao Si and Crown Prince Bofu under the protection of dozens of armored soldiers, fled in haste.

They rushed out of the royal city and sped off in the southeast.

Initially, King You of Zhou fled towards Mount Li almost instinctively.

At the foot of Mount Li, there are their royal palaces, gardens, and military garrisons!

However, as they fled, King You of Zhou suddenly reined in his warhorse, and the horse's hooves came to a sudden stop on the ground.

A look of hesitation and doubt flashed across King You of Zhou's face. Finally, he gritted his teeth and said, "Change direction!"

The armored soldiers, Bo Fu, and Bao Si were all taken aback.

Change direction?

If not Lishan, where else can we go?

There are troops stationed at Lishan, so where can you find a safer place than Lishan?

King You of Zhou's eyes were resolute as he gritted his teeth, "Go to Wushan!"

As he spoke, he arranged for most of the armored soldiers to impersonate him and continue towards Mount Li, while he led a small group of armored soldiers, Bofu, and Baosi towards Mount Wu.

At this moment, not only King You of Zhou was nervous, but Bofu, Baosi, and the remaining dozen or so armored soldiers were also uneasy.

They didn't know whether their choice was right or wrong.

In 771 BC, the Quanrong army attacked Haojing, the Western Zhou army was defeated, and the capital was captured.

Flames shot into the sky!

Wang Dumin Xingna 1 Ji Ying, 謧儶熜ψ潘奶帮罋ⅲ, 醵紝m殿被烧燬.

The royal ancestral temple's major bronze ritual vessels were hauled away by the Quanrong using oxcarts, including the bronze vessels used to worship the god of Mount Wu.

The fact that King You of Zhou had disappeared and fled was naturally discovered.

The Quanrong cavalry, along with Marquis Shen's army, pursued King You of Zhou in the direction he might have fled.

Soon, they caught up with the armored soldiers who were fleeing to Lishan.

The Quanrong cavalry arrived with a roar, surrounding and intercepting them, but after capturing and killing them, they discovered that King You of Zhou was not among them.

The Quanrong cavalry stirred up trouble, and Shenhou's army was also thrown into an uproar.

Rong Jun Wu Lie flew into a rage on the spot.

"Damn King Zhou, how dare he play me!"

Soon, they learned from these armored soldiers and prisoners of war where King You of Zhou had actually escaped.

Wu Lie's face darkened, and he suddenly pulled on the reins, causing the black horse to rear up and neigh loudly.

"Change direction!"

"Keep chasing!"

The Quanrong cavalry immediately turned and fled like a pack of wolves, raising clouds of dust, with Marquis Shen's cavalry following closely behind.

With their superior physical abilities, they rode their horses and pursued King You of Zhou and his entourage.

On the other side...

King You of Zhou barely dared to stop, constantly fleeing on horseback.

They looked exhausted and were covered in dust, but no one dared to stop.

They all knew that once they were caught, death was the only outcome for them.

King You of Zhou would only stop and rest for a while with Bao Si and the others when he could no longer bear it.

Traveling day and night with only a dozen or so armored soldiers, they were getting closer and closer to Wushan.

Time slipped away amidst this anxious escape.

Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

It was evening.

The setting sun on the horizon was like blood.

Just as King You of Zhou and his entourage were crossing a hill, the sound of horses' hooves suddenly came from afar.

The sound grew louder as it approached, like rolling thunder.

soon.

Hundreds of cavalrymen appeared on the distant horizon.